thig annual Seventeen I - that wondrous age when boys and girls like bursting cocoons first face a spellbound world - of hope and hope fulfilled in dreams. Ah what o glo– rious world I Aworld of boys to girls and girls to boys - and books to Iovers of books - and sports to lovers of sports and dreams to lovers of dreams - and all ore Iovers of dreams. lhat once in life is here. SeventeenI - that desperate age when boy and girls - not quite free of their cocoons - first face o world of hope de– ferred - and sharp tongued creatures - and cruel parents. Aworld of floods of tears and me I t i ng moods! A world of ever tightening chains which bind and pain. Yes - that once in Iife is here. Seventeen1 Paradox I Boy now, man then; girl now, woman then; hope now, despair then; joy now, gloom then. These ends of II fe just tug and tow till some bright day no more. And flight begins. Yes - to this age of opposites which simply never seem to meet we say adieu - for soon - too soon away into the past it flees - never once again to sense the ec– stacy of that first stretch of wings and flight. Good-bye Seventeen - Amen1
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