When you think of a high school, what do
you see?
This is the picture that comes to me:
A high school is people—teenagers and all,
It’s assemblies and classes and a rush in the hall.
It’s panic at grade cards; it’s black and gold;
It’s thrills and excitement that never grow old.
Suspense (ills the hallways, and rivalry’s keen.
All yearn for a scholarship; who will be Queen?
A high school means projects and clubs with their fun,
And everyone working till all tasks are done;
Tense moments at ball games—Will we win or not?
That “Eat 'um Dog” spirit means more than we thought!
What is a high school? What is its story?
We’ve told it here in all of its glory!