William Chrisman High School - Gleam Yearbook (Independence, MO)

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THE GLEAM. 25 HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1913. To every class that passes thro-ugh I. H. S., there comes a time when it must give to the school its history. Often the history is uninteresting and un- important. A thing to be read rapidly by fond parents and forgotten. But to the class itself, the history is all important. Looking back, each little trivial event assumes immense proportions. So today we have reached the stage when the school demands of us a history. Looking down from the lofty height of a Senior, we see ourselves as we entered I : H. S.-frightened and forlorn. The whole world seemed our enemy as we blundered into the wrong class--room, or waited patiently beside, acer- tain spot in the wall, while we were told an elevator would so-on appear to take us to the first Hoor. Many were our trials that first year. But after we had organized, and had a president, we felt much more important and more able to hold our own. V V The year passed, as all things will. and we found ourselves Sophomores. NVe had advanced one round up the ladder of our ambition. Wfith acknowl- edged rights we taunted the l3'resl1ies,'l as we ourselves had never been taunt- ed. The teachers had called us the best Freshmen class and we set about prov- ing to them that we were the best Sopomore class that had ever been reg- istered in our I-ligh School. 'We organized with a flourish., and plunged head- long into our brilliant career with a class picnic in the fall. Horseshoe Lake never knew a merrier crowd than gathered about its waters that beautiful fall day. And the memory of it remained bright throughout the year. Our labors were rewarded by the glories we gained in the Short Story contest. First, second, and third places, were awarded us, and our faces beam- ed with pride to have sur-passed the Juniors. Then we were Sophs no longer, we were juniors. How we had longed to be Juniors. Everything is possible to a junior, he feels no cares and knows no defeats. Gaily the days Hew by. VVe organized our class and then such a time we had selecting our pins. How hard it was to know what we wanted, and, oh, the long three weeks before they came. How anxiously we waited for them. Xflfith what delighted hearts we fastened them on. How thrilled we were when we showed the other classmen our little black and gold em- blems. . As the year passed, we gained many honors, and on a perfectnight in May, we gave our never-to-be-forgotten reception to the Seniors. The diffi- culties and labors we had to undergo to give it, were fully repaid by the won- derful success we scored. lt will live ever in our memory as one of the bright- est spots of our High School life. Aml now we stand at the height of the ladder. Wfe have successfully