Marlborough High School - Sundial Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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CB-5 THE MAIQLBQIQQUQI-1 DIAIQV C-Q I i JUTIQ june 1-The days of reckoning are at hand! Last chance to show what you know, if anything. Questions everywhere?'??? June 8-Today we gathered in Caswell Hall for a beautiful recital of the fine music which was so dear to Mrs. Caswell. Each year the memorial concert is given about this time, and we realize anew how much we owe to Mrs. Caswell's vision and achievement. This year we enjoyed Cadman's beautiful new composition- White Enchantment -for which he played the accompaniment to a lovely quar- tet. Anna Pavia, a dancer, translated beautiful music into exquisite move- ment. She was lovely. Then we went into our patio for tea . . . and from the heights and the distances came the sound of yodeling . . . simply fasci- nating. June 9-The last days are here. Everything is piling in upon us, and we're almost through. I can't tell just how I feel . . . Recognition Day with all the honors and emblems to be given out . . . Senior Night and our play . . . the Senior Luncheon! I'm beginning to be scared. Just think . . . all alone in the wide, wide world. fWirh the family, of course., It's about time that I macle up my mind what I was going to do with myself for the rest of my life. And we're practicing for graduation . . . the violets and the stepping stones. V591

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CB-5 THE MAIQLBQIQQUGH DIAIQV 565 I i May 15-Now we know why those same tunes have been issuing from the gym for weeks . . . the dance festival. Miss Hill has done marvels, and we all sat entranced while the dancing classes performed. I wonder that Fanchon and Marco dares to lift a head in this town with such real genius! May 20-Balloons and serpentine! Who would have believed that the C. S. F. had so much lung power? The gym became quite a bower-almost unrecognizable in fact-and the L. A. District of the C. S. F. came as our guests for the last meeting of the year. jean Albertson was unanimously elected vice-president of the district. Elections for next year! For the first time I have realized what it means to be quite left out of the workings of Marlborough. Nominating committees have been at work for weeks, and the officers for next year are chosen. This year's class officers have been marvelous, I think. Of course, our class ofiicers have made this a wonderful year for us, and the other classes have been just as fortunate. Dorothy Willis, as junior class president, Wanda Pike and Margann Smith as vice-presidents, janet Kitselman as secretary, and Jean Colkitt as treasurer, have been fine leaders. In the Sophomore class things have moved along like clock-work: Joan Brandel, president, Ruth Tarnutzer, vice-president, Cathryn Bates, secretary, and Jane Tuttle, treasurer. And now the officers for next year have been chosen, and though I shan't be here to see things happen, I know that it will be another year of achievement. I wish I might be here! May 22-I shan't say much about this date. The Juniors are Promming tonight, and, of course, they'll be having fun, but wait till they know the fun of being a Senior! May 30-Memorial Day and an assembly in Caswell Hall. I like those assemblies. They're stirring and solemn, and after they're over I feel sort of uplifted-which is a pretty unique way for me to feel! The C. S. F. members had a whole privilege day this month and spent it together, making a whole week end of it. I do think they deserve privi- leges if any one does. E531

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C55 THE MAIQLBQIQGUGH DIAIQV 5-65 I i June 10-Graduation tomorrow! My dress is simply too elegant for words. It isn't quite finished, but finished or not, at 3 230 tomorrow after- noon I'm going to be at school to get a diploma if I have to come in a bathing suit! It doesn' t seem possible that I'm really graduating. It all seems a dream. Twelve years of school behind me! It's been lots of fun . . . I used to kick, but then everybody kicks at something and no harm done. The best part of the twelve years have been spent here, and now I close my diary of Marlborough . . . It's all finished . . . Who, me? Of course not! Those are just drops of water from the sprinkler. I never cry! i601