Atascadero High School - Santa Lucia Yearbook (Atascadero, CA)

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l MUSIU AND DRAMA Each of the music departments of the school has increased in member- ship this year, with the possible exception of the Girls' Glee Club, which has about the same number as in past years. The orchestra has been under the direction of Mr. Kimber this year and has progressed rapidly, due to his enthusiasm and interest in the work. The two Glce Clubs have had a very successful year, ehietly on account of the leadership of Miss Ward. A charming operetta was given, full of life and laughter. This was The Toreadors, representing a day in sunny Spain and the story was woven around two beggars who posed as toreadors, at the suggestion of two young men who were in love with the daughters of a certain Senor llictorio, who would not give his consent to their marriage because he dc- sired each girl to marry a toreador. The beggars, in the role of the torea- dors, make him thoroly tired of such people and he finally willingly ex- presses his approval of the real lovers. The east of characters was well chosen and it was most successful, due to the untiring efforts of Miss Ward. The orchestra provided the music before and between the acts and also for the Senior Class play. 'Tlll+I lMl'UIi'l'ANt'l'I Olt' BEING 'l+lAltNl41S'l ' One of the most delightful Senior plays ever given in Atascadero was The Importance of Being Earnest, by Oscar VVilde. Selections for the east were made by Mrs. Zimmerman and Mrs. Holmes, and the stage settings were designed by them. The exceptional success of the play was largely due to their work. The story was about two young men, .lohn Worthing and Algernon Moncreitif, thlaurice Oliva. and Albert Mayl, who each had an excuse, ta madcap younger brother and a sick friendj, to take them away from home whenever the spirit of adventure overtook them. They called this Bun- buryingf' Bunburying led them thru some tight places and almost made them lose the girls they loved, Gwendolen Fairfax and Uecily Cardew, CNe- velle Hawkins and t'eeily llranej. They came out all right in the end but with no thanks to Lady Bracknell, CRuth Newtonj. Miss Prism, tliillian Stevensj, Ueeilys governess, and the Reverend Dr. llhausable, tAlfred Voakb, had a love affair of their ow11 o11 the side. Everett Fenny and Elwin l+'arrington played the very discreet butlers, Lane and Merriman. During the year the Junior and Sophomore classes gave movies with entertaining a11d appropriate prologues, at the Community Building. The prologues consisted of amusing stunts, recitations, dancing and singing. The Senior class also gave a movie and a prologue. The prologue repre- sented a toy shop at midnight. At this time the dolls all came to life and sang, recited or danced. Afterwards, a beautiful doll's wedding was held with bridesmaids, bridegrooms, and even a best man. Each time such a prologue was given nearly every seat in the house was taken.

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DITCH DAY Early in the morning the Seniors ran away, With lots of jolly singing on this, their Ditching Day. Just like a band of gypsies they started off to go- tWhere they were gaily going, they really did not knowl. So Mr. Dopson drove them off to a shady spot And let them go a-swimming, and laugh and play a lot. They stayed all 11igl1t. 'Twas funny, they didn't sleep a bit And home they came a-sorrowing, cause in school they must sit. CLASS PARTIES The annual Junior-Senior swim was held in the Paso Robles plunge and how they plunged! The usual things happened-ducking and diving and so forth and everyone had a wonderful time. The Seniors had a banquet all for themselves! They had a really formal one with seven courses, n'everythingl The ,table was decorated with blue and gold, their colors, and the food carried out the color scheme as far as possible. They had many clever speeches and lots of fun. Once upon a time the Freshmen had a party and a Weenie roast. They had lots of fun and lots of weenies. They had another party, a swimming party, with the Sophomores, and had as good time as the Juniors and Seniors did. The Sophs had a swimming party all by themselves, too. J UNIOR-SENIOR PROM. On May the 22nd, a date to which the Seniors had long looked forward, the Prom was given by the Juniors. The gym was decorated to represent a pirate ship, and from the time the guests entered along the gang plunk, surrounded on every side by bold, bad pirates, until the last bit of pirate food had disappeared and the last bold strain of pirate music had died on the midnight air, the fun never, for a moment, abated. H O L E S vioLA LOKEN, '27 I have a queer, odd liking For holes of any kind. I don't care of what nature, I love all those I find. I love a velvet bird 's nest, A graceful, dipping dell, A pocket in an oak tree, A dark and fragrant well. I love the homes of gophers, A flowers' brimming cup, A worm-hole in an apple, A wrinkled leaf curled up. But best of all I love holes Down in the heart of him Who waits to be filled up with Kind Nature, to the brim.

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The Girls, League gave a human puppet show on May ninth, called The Maid Who Wouldn't Be Proper. The story is about a young lady who refuses to be proper and whose parents decide to marry her to a very proper young man. But the young lady runs away and marries a gypsy boy, so her very proper sister marries the proper young man and everything ends happily. The cast, chosen by Mrs. Zimmerman and Mrs. Holmes, acted the difficult parts very well. It was delightful and entirely different from anything that the High School had given before. RAIN MAGIC POLLY HARRIS, '27 In summer when the air is hot And earth is parched and dry, The fairies dance in magic ring Beneath the midnight sky. They Hing enchantments on the winds And give each sparkling star An urgent message it must send To some cloud wandering far. Then racing come the eager clouds To ask why the alarm, And thru them shoot the fairy darts, Each loaded with a charm. Then, when the cooling rain is o'cr, And golden sunshine breaks, Each charm springs up from where it fell And there a mushroom makes. So when you see their parasols In some cool dell or lane Where ne'er one grew before, you'll know There must have been a rain. THE FAIRY FOLK POLLY HARRIS, '27 Who slip down thru the starry night Astride the gay moon beams, And bring to children far and wide The magic dust of dreams? Who love to dance in fairy ring Beneath a great white moon, And rock to sleep the little flowers To pine trees' lulling croon? Who string the dewdrop cobwebs light From blade to tall grass blade, Then hang their dainty washing out Upon the lines they've made? And who, when dawn is ill the bud, Spy from their lookout towers, Then scamper thru suarled grass roots To hide in hearts of flowers? To whom does this, our dull old world, Seem one uproarous joke? Who show us all the path to dreams? Why, 'tis the fairy folk! ATASCADERO, BEAUTIFUL l GENEVIEVE PLAGMANN, '27 Standing on Pine Mountain, Among the lofty trees, All nature seemed to call me,- The birds, the flowers, the bees, The sun, the wind, the dewdrops, All whispered, Lift your eyes! Atascaderol Beautiful Beneath the bended skies!