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SECOND PRIZE SHORT STORY: JIIEIRIQYY QEIRCDWS IUID by NANCY GANE-Junior Back and forth, back and forth across the page her eyes traveled listlessly. Meaningless, stupid, boring numbers, thought jerry bitterly, How I hate them . Slowly her eyes wandered and before she knew it, she was dreaming of the dance again. It was going to be such fun. Her new dress was heavenly and Alex was sure to be there. He would ask her to dance right away and they'd go sailing across the dance floor with her dress swishing at every step while every- body watched and thought how nice they looked. Then ole' Betts Jackson's eyes would really turn green, and . . . Jerry, dear, hadn't you better study? You know what your father said. With a jerk jerry was brought back from her dream- land to reality. Yes, she'd better study or there'd be no dance for her. Her father hadn't liked the D she'd received in Geometry or the F in History. She'd tried to explain that she just wasn't made to study, but all to no avail, of course. Why couldn't he understand how she hated school? Oh, by the way, Jerry, your father hired a tutor from school for you. He should be here any minute. He? Could it be Alex? No, of course not. Alex was the best athlete in the whole high school, but he needed everyone's help to pass his studies-Who could it be then? Probably Gaylord the Brain. No, he was tutoring Betts jackson in English. Imagine English being hard for anyone, why . . . Jerry jumped guiltily as the door bell rang and Hew to see just whom her father had hired. She did so hope it wasn't someone in junior high. It would be so embarrassing to have a twelve-year-old for a tutor. She opened the door with a big smile on her face though, just in case, and was really glad she had. Her father had selected for her, of all people, joe Mannen. Not that joe was anything compared to Alex, but then no one was. Still, Joe war good-looking and was SECOND PRIZE ESSAY: considered quite a catch by a large number of girls. The only trouble was that he'd never been caught. The days just Hew by, growing closer and closer to that big day. In the afternoon jerry would get her report card, and, if she was lucky and had passed the exams, she'd be at the dance that night. The weeks of tutoring had created a change in Jerry, though. She no longer viewed her homework with distaste but with interest! Joe had certainly earned his money well. The first few nights, poor joe had had quite a hard time. jerry had not wanted to be taught but, against her will, she began trying to see what Joe could pos- sibly find interesting in studying, and of all things, had ended up enjoying it herself. Jerry Clark -Jerry reached for her report card with trembling hands, almost afraid of what she might see. She needn't have worried though, for parallel with history was an A and across from geometry the same. She blinked her eyes, looked again, then laughed to herself. It had been fun! Suddenly she realized Alex was standing before her. She'd forgotten all about him lately- Wouldcha go ta da dance wit me, jerry? What would she have given to hear those words three weeks ago! A new glow lit up Jerry's eyes now, as she answered softly, Thank you, Alex, but I'm going with Joe. Joe Mannen. And the glow stayed with her all that night as she danced and danced with Joe. If she'd been looking she would have seen Alex's second-choice date, Betts, scowling as poor Alex explained-he didn't know how to dance. Jerry, however, surrounded by a rosy, pink cloud, saw nothing that was going on around het for she- Jerry Clark-had stardust in her eyes. Stardust that only changed to sunshine the next day-and all the days to come. Yes, jerry had grown up! IDCD YYIDIU IRIEIVIIIEIVIIIBIEIIQ WIHIEN .. .. .. by SHIRLEY WHITE-Senior Do you' keep a scrapbook? Well, I do and I'd like to share it with you. Remember when that picture was taken. We were poor, frightened little freshmen just entering a new and exciting world known as High School! Yes, looking through a scrapbook brings back many memories-the dance programs, pressed cotsages, party invitations, shiny paper stars from the Senior Ball, crepe paper from the Frosh Return and programs from G.A.A. Vaudeville shows. Would you like to know what but teams did last year? You'll find it all under the title page SPORTS. Remember in '51 when Mr. Kelly's Darling D's won the county championship?-fCharley Black gave the team, coaches, and yell-leaders a big turkey dinner.J We didn't do very well in football or baseball, but all those games are there too. X Freshman Initiation! The first big doings of our senior year! There are pictures of freshmen that one