Woodlawn High School - Woodlawnian Yearbook (Woodlawn, NY)

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eniozf gfigh School graduates 3 l I GRAYCE BERTHA AUE uGay7J Operetta '29g Senior Play '30g Glee Club '28 '29, '30g Science Club '30, EMMA DOLORES HUTKA HEm!7 LYN MARIE MILLER IiBilI..y!7 Senior Play '29, '30g Operetta '28. GLORYA SWAGLER TAYLOR HG1O77 Senior Play '30g Glee Club '28, '29, '30g Science Club '30. l13l Senior Play '29, '303 Oratorical Contest '29, Glee Club '28g Oratorical Contest '28, '29g Operetta '29g Oratorical Contest '29, '30g

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fib6ilII:IIENf949 Qqghe Fest of Cguccessb If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on youg If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, And make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about don't deal in liesg Or being hated don't give Way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise, If you can dream, and not make dreams your master, If you can think, and not make thoughts your aimg If you can meet with triumph and disaster And treat these two impostors just the sameg If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools, If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch and toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your lossg If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the will which says to them, 'Hold ong' If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings, nor lose the common touchg If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt youg If all men count with you, but none too much, lf you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the earth and everything that's in it. And-which is more-you'll be a man, my son. -Rudyard Kipling

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Clfeminiscences In the fall of the year of 1929 four girls, Glorya Taylor, Grayce Aue, Evelyn Miller and Emma Hutka entered into our last years of High School, the senior class. We all promised to endeavor to make this year the most outstanding and memorable of all our years. We were very earnest in trying to preserve our dignity, although at some intervals we almost lost complete control of it. During the year we were kept very busy planning and giving card parties and dances. Due to the wonderful cooperation of our principal and the support of the citizens of Woodlawn all of our parties proved very successful. The candy that we had sold throughout the year aided greatly in increasing our finances. During the senior year we attended many school dances and enjoyed ourselves immensely at every dance. Soon after the Christmas holidays we expressed to Mr. Beam our desire to start our senior play. With his consent we immediately sent for books. The characters were selected and then the endless training began. Our efforts were not futile, however, for our dramatization was a great success. Soon after the play was given, we began our incessant planning for the trip to Washington. Before we had time to realize the coming date, it occurred to us that we had but a week left in which to get prepared. We finally succeeded in packing and the morning for our departure came at last. The details of the trip will be given by some other member of the class. The Washington trip is one event for which all future seniors will certainly look forward to with great expectations. It is one trip which will never be forgotten. I warn the seniors of next year to preserve their dignity while they are on this trip. For if you do not your picture will be sure to be snapped by Mr. Beam and then placed on exhibition as ours were. L2 Glass Song There are schools that make us loyal, There are schools that make us true. There are schools that fill our hearts with happiness, As all our schools ought to do. , Even though we have to leave our classmates, Yet, that's no real reason to feel blue. For we know we'll always love our WOODLAWN With a love that is strong and true. CSing to the tune of Smilesj il4l