Windsor Locks High School - Herald Yearbook (Windsor Locks, CT)

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28 THE HIGH SCHOOL HERALD POETRY CONTINUATION OF VIVE LA FRANCE! (Inspired by Charlotte Crawford ' s Vive La Prance) Franceline greets the coming day With just one thought as she kneels to pray That sometime soon her little boy may Fight for France! Time flies by as we all do know And Michel ' s son seemed to grow and grow And then came the day he had to go A soldier for France! As the time drew near to bid farewell She thinks again of her dear Michel And how by just a splinter ing shell He died for France! But no more weeping must there be Just a wish he were here to see ’Cause, Rather than gold would I give, wrote he, A son to France! Then it had almost been a year When scanning the headlines she read in fear France is doomed, ' cause Hitler ' s here, Not her France! Then once more she knelt to pray And once again, I heard her say, If I have one prayer, Dear God, today Save France!” But if. Dear Christ, I may have two Then by St. Joseph, Mary and you, Save my son, Oh God, please do. Save him for France!” It was during these prayers she heard the cry As people raced and stumbled by. France has been taken.” No it ' s a lie— Not my France! Then with others she ran to meet The boys now laboring up the street Some without arms some without feet Leaving France! PageD U

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THE HIGH SCHOOL HERALD 21 VALEDICTORY OUR PART IN THE WORLD OF TOMORROW In this world today where hate is so prevalent, it would seem fitting that we in America should try to abolish this feeling toward our fellow men. With the world in horrible confusion, due to the present war of aggression, we in America are the guiding light, the only hope of those across the seas who reach cut and plead to us for help. Our aid, given willingly, may be of two kinds: material and moral. Material aid consists of those planes, guns, ammunition and the like, with which to fight the oppressor. This type of assistance is, at the present time, vital to their civilization, for without it they would perish. The other and more important kind of aid that we must give to the oppressed is our moral assistance. This consists of our faith in their tasks, and the encouragement we give them to carry on and endure their burdens. This help is indeed important now, but its value will increase considerably after this war has ended, because when this con¬ flict is over it will mean an entirely new pattern of life for all the world. Our way of life, our customs, our trade relations—everything will be changed to some degree. If this is true, then it means that each individual must change his life to fit in with the new course of living. It will be difficult for us in America to adjust ourselves, but it will be twice as hard for those over seas to do the same. We shall still have poverty, unemployment, and labor troubles to contend with but how very small these will appear when placed side by side with the problems of our foreign neighbors. Their world for some time to come will be one of confusion, heartbreak, and loneliness. Thus we must dedicate ourselves to the task of caring for these people and helping them to regain a sane, normal life, but none of this will come to pass unless everyone does his part. We must put aside our petty hates and work, not only for ourselves, but for cur neighbors. In this way only, will the future of this world some day be rid of violence, hate, and bloodshed, and we shall be able to say as one man recently said: I see no poverty in the world of tomorrow, no wars, no revolutions, no bloodshed. And in that world there will be a faith in God greater and deeper than ever in the past. The very existence of the world, in a broad sense, depends on religion. All attempts to root it out will fail. Classmates: As we leave our high school days and take cur places in the world, we must realize the grave responsibility that is facing us. It is up to us as the youth of this great country to help shoulder the burden of our people and uphold the principles of the American life. Therefore, classmates, Farewell, and may God bless you and make worthy men and women of you. Mary Rabbi-tt, ' 41. CNI Page

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THE HIGH SCHOOL HERALD 29 Her eyes passed over everyone While her heart felt like a ton As she strained and searched for her son Back from France! Then out of the ranks a soldier fell Who looked as though he ' d been through Hell But nearing her he gave a yeil Franceline ' s Son! Dorothy Barberi, ' 41. PARTING IS SUCH SWEET SORROW” Because we ' ve had fun we breathe a sigh As the time draws near to say, Goodbye. But we keep our chins up and hold cur heads high. The time is here to bid fond adieu, As we part with friends and school ties, too, And God only knows how that hurts to do. So now Goodbye to familiar nooks. To blackboards, to papers, and different books, And to lockers where coats were hung on hooks. And then Goodbye to desks and chairs And those schooldays worries and petty cares. Also foolish ideas and the many dares. And now we remember a saying of Shakespeare’s That has been quoted all through the years Parting is such sweet sorrow , my dears. And because we the Class of ' 41 Shared with you sorrow as well as fun We wish you to finish what we ' ve begun. Dorothy Barberi, ' 41. ▼ CLASS SONG To the tune of Yours” This is the end of our school year We’ve had so much happiness And though tonight we are parting We shall remember, ah, yes. We want to thank all our teachers Parents and friends so true We ' ll ne ' er forget all your kindness, help and guidance Through the years And so we bid to you, adieu. CO Page