John Burroughs Middle School - Burr Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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asv? K K a'l'2. Eur! ,rf aa! THE SARDINE By DORIS RQBBIN The California sardine grows to be about a foot long, and is dark bluish on the upper parts and silvery below. The sardine is a valuable food hsh and abundant on the Pacific Coast, especially in the waters near Terminal Island. There, purse seine boats and jig boats fish for the sardine with huge nets. After the fish have been caught they are canned and put up in oils, especially olive oil. The canning process is as fol- lows : A fter the entrails have been removed, the fish are washed, dried, and placed in boiling oil. They are then drained and packed in tin boxes which are filled with pure olive oil or other oils. After the lids are soldered on the boxes, they are steamed under pressure. VVATERFRONT BETTY CAREER Through the clinging mist it sails The salty tuna clipper, Heavy-laden, from fishing long 'Neath 'Southern Cross' and 'Dipperf On deck the maze of winding net, Below, the deep-sea haul, F ar above the sea gulls dip, Ancl give their long, shrill call. So on it sails toward fertile shores, NV ith prow all splashed with foam, Bearing proudly on and on loward native land and home. Benson

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Y' WHAT'S BEHIND THE LABEL By BETTY CARBEE The little Japanese men diligently pushed metal carts across the slippery, cement floor of the redolent cannery. In one co1'ner bulky piles of odorous fish lay in pools of melted ice and blood, Where they had been thrown after being weighed on the huge scales. Farther across the room Japanese youths were deftly eviscerating the hsh, wash- ing and stacking them in wire baskets, ready to be steamed. In the steaming chamber the stench of the hot fish oil was overpowering, but the Nip- ponese workers did not seem to be bothered in the least. During the day these deni- zens of the deep are cleaned thoroughly by young ,lapa- nese girls, cut, canned and then cooked. The cans are then placed on a narrow track, rolled down the incline to a clever device which glues the bril- liant labels to the glittering cans. These bright labels in- form us that tuna, delicious and fresh, repose within the can. And so you see, not only tuna, but a whole industry lies beneath that insignificant label. 2 ,e ac, ,. 9. -. r. 2, fl L v A, , , . -- , 1,--1-:z :ff r 5. zssf- Z Li- . 11 ' 1' r . fr L:-' 1 V I , Q L f 2 1 1 ,V f g,,,,-14:5-M... - g ,I . , , . Qfvitllf- U I 5 ,vii Ar-' -' it fi 'lei' 'E ji l ' ' i, :mg XX 1,44 11:62 'WY ,il QE 5 li ,f-,,.1+ , 4, X-3 ,-,,xN.i::g V if ,f .14 vas. ri 321'-' 2'ir:4.' if ,: .- gi, :A .ai Hwi' A s :Regex-r' ,Q rss-.:' ffl, xy -1.1 3.-ii i - !1f'12,'v. -4. in - 'fam 5 ' it- as '- Q-jf ina 73 if-2-5 1 1' TTT '-'fi I 'A .f if .-. 5 --' -.:' .J-'?ai.f??sf ' :E ' - :1'- 1 M '.s,-1'.- Q54 I f V' T-al' .' -1 X -'Jkt - f 'T . ft .. .f Q, 72'fQF:J-Ei 'Z ?',:'-A,r.S -. 5--Q iii f3.,gf i i'fi5x'll-Eli-fi: ii, '9 ,, -5, ,- -- .V iff,-,.,.. . - ,-.led - -. H 'fx Y ,Q l r' A, ' . 'ff . .13 tif? --' 52 ai' Q. T . 'lfiifff T 1- . iii' xi3?35rqQ , V' D ' Li :fi , 'l r ii si- - ae- .. -J' ,,g,,trr,- --W. . .V V .- 1- ,, A jf. g g ,sokrg . 1- up-lywsfff ni- - , gif zz-5 Ae X gg, -L 1 - .- -, , , fic, 4 It g,a:t,,gs.- , gfgpfgf Q s, '- - sas ff a- 1 1 'Xg gffz QQ i - .5272 -Q , 'Q Cffff N ig: '1g.- i ' , 'l' , - I '-The ' --rj,f,,, j.'3j Zflti5lfl?f1LQQ, ,gwfzifg V tx 'wfsff I fT:',g,S f' - ' be A 'L1Zl'lf'i1l1dl z.: 'rc '15:e11.:1'c ' ' ls. . .., 1 O D O R S By BETTY CARBEE The stench of half frozen hsh lying in pools of red blood on the b l i s t e 1' i n wharves. The s W e a t i n g fishermen seemingly un- aware of the redolent odors of which the piers reeked. And then the fresh sea breeze. the tangy wind off the pounding surf. The cool salty zephyrs of the open sea. brushing before them the odorous air of the hot piers. l l

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If 1 I--sa . A-.-. 1 fp 5 'il K N .flat ' .. ..e3f!.+7f.fL2'-' iii. f:af,v H lzifii-ff2 - ' ' -at 45'- Filip' 'jig w5fi',W.g.4,., . ' ' ' :gm - I -1-MAG., , . C- ..Qf5-' 'ifii-f' . - 2 'g,fl': ff' uf iil1'ti , ,-.1-. irc,-'fb - i n ' ' Rain a: . . 1 ,I , ' ,ra ' - -ia t , 'p q' ' 1 - .152 L.. ' A H 4'---' F . six? I X z SI' 1 ill' 1. ,dv . - 2 Wifi MV? ASE. .- Qbi -14. . - 'G L., 'ft u 1, K' ' , , '- 'L' l V -': LUNCH IN AMERICA DINNER IN JAPAN By EDMUND ZANE WVhile my title implies that I had lunch, to tell the truth l' ate no lunch at all. I had such great expectations as to my japanese dinner that I fasted the whole afternoon. That night found me anxiously waiting for a sukiyaki dinner at the Kawafuku cafe. Some delay was caused by the fresh preparations that are made for every meal. In time, however, I was led out of the main dining room and upstairs. Surprised at being asked to take my shoes off as we neared some closed panel doors, the thought came to me that this was the accepted custom of Japan. As the carved panel doors slid back, I recognized them as another of Japan's many odd characteristics. Entering the room in stocking feet Qand thank goodness I had clean stockings onj I found myself looking for the table which I found was only a foot high. This instantly brought to mind other of the quaintly different eating habits peculiar to Japan. These were immediately confirmed when I' was given a pair of chopsticks and told to sqat down on my knees. Looking down I saw the bamboo mats, essential to the completeness of this environment, and all at once I was in japan. Believe me, it is none too comfortable sitting on onefs knees. I've heard that the Japanese have a slightly different build which facilitates this position. After a few jabs at the preliminary dishes with my chopsticks, I was sympathetic- ally given a fork by a little Japanese lady who was constantly at my side cooking sukiyaki in a large brazier. W'ith utmost scorn I put the fork aside and was taught the general principles of chopsticks. I was either going to be Japanese or die in the attempt. The humdrum, monoto- nous, meterless and eternal tones of the Y amoto AND NOVV JAPAN By EDMUND ZANE Oh please lose not the loveliness, That centuries have bestowed: Lose not your charm, exotic grace Inherited from old. Japan, walk not the worldly course, These steps are not so wise, As in the peaceful beauty In which your nation lies. Don't let the modern ways absorb A character thatls fine: Don't let the foreign sinfulness Your beauty undermine. I see a pleasant garden, A small arched bridge. a stream: I see a little lady Midst the flowers and the green. I see an ornate temple near, Carved in teak and jadeg Everything so picturesque, These things Japan has made. So, Japan, think not of buildings That are said to scrape the sky, But vision bright chrysanthemums. And in these glorify. Iioto, a thirteen stringed japanese instrument accompanied by a wailing voice never ceased to remind me that this was definitely Japan. However, having mastered chopsticks to a marked degree, my attention was being other- wise distracted by long strips of beef and green onion that were being included with many other ingredients to make a tantalizing odor, and as I happily found later a better dish. For many inspired minutes I was greedily consuming suki- yaki and rice until I had sorrowfully emptied the brass brazier of its delicious contents. After having disdained dessert which was decidedly not Japanese, my most exciting and different meal was at its end. Into America again I realized that the good taste left in my mouth came not only from that delicious sukiyaki, but also from the very accom- odating spirit with which my little Japanese lady had served. The extreme courtesy and friend- liness of the japanese race makes one admire them and at the same time feel very important. They use good human psychology.