Woodward High School - Saga Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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lg fga- 47cffZZ'!Q ESQ if Senior Class History rim ffm rim JM dia dike S WE look into the past, the vision of our four short years at Woodward appears to be a period of apprenticeship under the guidance of masters, a period in which we at- tempted to acquire a deeper knowledge and a broader outlook, so that, we, America's Youth of Today, might contribute something truly Worthwhile and beneficial as America's Citizens of Tomorrow. As a novice is irresistably attracted to the shop of the skilled work- man, we as students were drawn to the gates of learning, our modern high school. Unskilled, inexperienced, and totally unprepared for the surging mass of Upper Classmen and the comparatively enormous high school with its complicated life, we Fresh- men entered the scholastic field at Woodward in September, 1930. Without an opportuni- ty to become terrified by the intricacies of school life, we were led away from our feelings of uncertainty and doubt and were directed to feelings of ccnidence and assurance by our advisers, Miss Wetterman and Mr. Crouse. Days of despair, weeks of toil, months of anticipation came to all of us, but finally We emerged victorious, well prepared to face our sophomore responsibilities. A number of Sophomores from Waite came to join our ranks at the beginning of the second year. The two groups easily fused together because of our similar ideals, our harmonious attitudes, and our common friends. Miss Cronk and Mr. Meek proved them- selves capable class advisers. Patriotic revelry in the form of The Bicentennial Ball, annual Sophomore Dance, climaxed this season of activity. Because two years had success- fully been served, the future loomed on the horizon more interesting, more beneficial than before. The height of achievement! An Upper Classman at last! How lofty, how proud had we become with the presentation of our classification. These honors inspired the dramatic efforts to such an extent that Little Women was acclaimed an unusually successful enterprise. Laying aside our cloak of responsibility, we became kids again under the influence of our Junior Kid Party. Some of our number had dropped by the wayside, some had forged ahead, but the Class of '34 pressed forward encouraged by the thought of Commencement. Much wiser, better prepared, and more self-assured, we began the round of school activities as Seniors, holding the places of honor, and basking in the limelight. Under the steadying influence of Mr. LaRue, Miss Miller, and Mr. Dunsmore the more earnest and important side of Commencement was disclosed to us. Hardly had our meditation been completed, when our Senior activities burst into action: the Senior Play, Berkeley Square , the Prom, the most colorful event of the year, the Senior Picnic, Baccalaureate, and lastly, the fulfillment of our ambitions, our aspirations, and our hopes---Commencement. The realization becomes dominant to us as we review our days spent at Woodward's workshop. They were not all easy ones, but it is evident that our future life will not always be filled with pleasure. The path on which we shall soon start will be a hard and rough one, but as a result of our previous masters' supervision the future appears bright, attractive, and encouraging. Thus the Class of '34 anxiously awaits the turning in the road. -Mary Jane Veller. Qi FSE

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C! ...gi L3 it - 55 CLASS POEM as as We wait with awed expectancy Life's cavalcade to see. The curtain rises bouyantlyg The glorious pageant starts. This life Revealed is not all strife For those who face it valiantly. We brave the World's grim, towering Walls And, though their might appalls- A barrier to success-we rend Them stone from stone! They crash! Now Love Eternal from above A light for victory will lend. A country's life is in our hands H To mold, unite the strands, And bind the hopes of every race. A paradise on earth we'll make Form chaos and awake Our fellowmen to faith and grace. Behold the challenge at our feet To crush all greed, to meet With valor every subtle thing That bars our way to wisdom, fame, And all we hope to claim. Our triumph happiness will bring. Classmates! Let none be pushed aside As hopefully we stride Along new paths where none has trod. So guided by the age-old Truth Which points the way for youth, We humbly breathe a prayer to God. -Marie Cochran.

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m ga- Q29zz'zQ ua Ed 55 Farewell ddress +3341 +553 AS THE curtain descends on the last act of a magnificent production, the actors feel relieved and satisfied, because they have accomplished something that has brought happiness not only to themselves but to all those who were in any way concerned. Thus, with the same feeling, we allow our thoughts to dwell on the four years of our high school life during which time we have been developing our minds, our bodies, and our charac- ters in order to take our places in the world. Although our various voca- tions will separate us, we shall always have the numerous memories of our high school days---days at times filled with great joy---days which at other times were filled with problems and disappointments. At present, hopeful and anxious to achieve success in other fields, we little realize just how much we owe to Woodward. It is impossible to express in words our thanks and appreciation to our parents, our princi- pal, and to the members of' the faculty to whom we are indebted for pro- viding the opportunities which made it possible for us to have a high school education. Through their efforts and their interests in our welfare, we have been able to acquire some of the essentials necessary to live the honest, upright life expected from a young man or a young woman. Our teachers have worked together and have given their willing counsel and encourage- ment for one great end, to stimulate and to foster our youthful ambitions. Friendship, scholarship, sportsmanship, and cooperation are the achieve- ments each loyal student has to offer in return. Each year graduates stand on the threshold of their schools and hesi- tate as they listen to the confusion of the world on the other side of the opening door. To the student body which will take our place, we leave one request: Carry on the traditions of Woodward which we have helped to build. We as seniors of the class of 1934 are very grateful to our officers, our advisers, and our organizations whose splendid leadership has enabled us, Working together in a friendly spirit, to place our high school in the prominent position it holds and deserves. -Anna Wegener. Qi FSE