Winter Haven High School - Wha Hwa Hta See Yearbook (Winter Haven, FL)

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Long live the Class of ’25! May we always be as happy as we have been these four years. We entered good old W. H. H. S. as freshmen, a band of thirty-six, in ’21. This was a great moment in our lives, as we were now elevated above the masses in the grades. It is needless to say we were unafraid, for we were under the staunch reign of Rowena Nichols. We all bravely started in with Latin, and many of us attacked algebra with the ferocity of a higher upperclassman. We indulged in many class parties—the boys timidly asking for dates, the girls shyly accepting. Although it was a hard year, we made the climb, and Helen, our oustanding star, won the McLaughlin Medal, so you see we were a smart class. On May 19 we put away our books for one glorious vacation. The next, our sophomore year, was one happy, carefree year. We were under the supervision of Miss Norton, who watched over us with a steadfast eve. During this year the Cox twins ( ?) and Jean Davis joined our happy throng. Joe Keefe was our worthy president, who, with a clear voice, gave orders which we meekly obeyed. We did not lack our social hops—as we had learned to dance now. How we looked down upon the freshies in true scorn! Ah, the next year—juniors! How we did toil over our books! Rut do not think that we labored unceasingly—ah, no—we had a Valentine Fete; also we gave the seniors the annual banquet at the Florence Villa hotel. During the year Mary Pearl came to stay with us; also Edwin, who became our president the later part of the year. The success of the Valentine Fete established our business ability, and thus fostered the idea of the annual for the coming year. How proudly we entered the building as seniors on the first day of September, 1924. Who could help but recognize us now? We organized and made Joe our president. As seniors we could not let the opportunity go by of having an annual. To insure ourselves financially, we had a Senior Circus, Valentine Fete, and Senior Play, making each a success. To think this year is the end of this happy companionship! It is almost over. Our happy high school days, full of fun and study, pleasure and work, are nearing an end; but here’s hoping that our future days will be as happy as those spent in the dear old W. H. H. S. Margaret Sens’, ’25. Page tuenty-one

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Senior Class Lila Onetia T horn hill “She's clever, and attractive, too; If you are with her, you can t he blue. Winona Literary Society, ’22; G. A. A., ’22, ’23; Athletics Editor Wa Hwa HrA See, ’25; Cheer Leader, ’24; Spanish Club, 25. Ernest Raymond Trl eman There must be good work in him, for none ever came out.” Criterian, ’21; C. M. N. A., ’23, N. C.; Football, ’24; Vice-President B. A. A., ’25; Basketball, ’25. Viola Tison If silence is bliss, how blissful she must be, Yet not too much so.” , Eagle Lake High School, Young People’s Literary Society; W. II. II. S., Spanish Club, ’25. Kenneth Reck hr George Washington is dead; Kafioleon is dead; III the great men are dying; ' In fact, I don’t feeI very well, myself.” Lincoln High School, Findlay, Ohio, 20; Lakeland High Shcool, Lakeland, Fla., ’20; W. H. II. Criterian Literary Society, 22; Baseball, ’24; Hi V, 24, 25; Football, ’24; Cheer Leader, ’24; French Club, ’25. Tage twenty

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Well, the final lesson has ended, exams are over at last, The marks have all been given, and we’ve cither Hunked or passed. Now we’ll rest, and how we need it—stop work for a month or two, ’ 1 ill next September and college bring new work for us to do. The years have been short and happy—we hope they’ve been well spent, We worked and labored together, each on diploma bent. Along the pathway some joys, and along the pathway some tears, But there’s many a pleasant mem’ry to carry us through the years. At last we’ve come to Commencement—the dreaded and longed-for day, When each shall receive a diploma, then go a separate way. The way which lies before us will have some joys, some strife— ’Tis one that’s old, yet ever new—the name of that way is “Life.” May we carry on this journey the lessons we have learned— Truth, courage, honesty, and knowledge, too, well earned— With these may we go forth, confident and full of cheer, To accomplish every duty which comes with each passing year. Virginia Futcraft. ’25. Page Iwenty-liuo