Selma Union High School - Magnet Yearbook (Selma, CA)

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ELDEN O'KADA S.-Not pfofane. H.-Changing schools. S.-Keeping busy. San Jose and Linden High Schools 13 Peta- luma High 21 football 3 fvalley ohampb, 43 basketball 41 'lmack 3, 43 Block S 3, 4. OPAL PETERSON S.- Dearest, H.-Telling jokes. RUTH T S.- '11 good. H.-T lt easy. S. dy. ANNIE WATSON S.- Forty-love. H.-Eating. S.-Tennis. Tennis 3. F: H mu 4. ,T - ,A rm X K W LETA BAGBY S.- Huh? H.- True Story. S.-Being good. Fowler Hi 11 inter- class volleyball 3. . AN MARIE PETERSON S.-- It's gorgeous. H.-Fitting stories. S.--Fords. G. R.. ring chairman 4: operetta 2, 35 inter- class sports. DORAN LAUGHLIN S.- Vat iss? H.-Cramming. S.-Onions. FRANCIS ACKER S.- Y I know but H. etry. S.-N? r studying. 1499 . f ,J 11.11. .

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lvl EVE T JAC SEN Hey ' A Y! ISQ-R img- the mile Bloc S 43 intel class po 5 football 4. BERNICE TIBBS S.- SSS-st. H.-Peeling po- oes. S.-Maki Art S. Holy cow I-I.-Growmag S.-History ' RAY DONABEDIAN U ,, e Football 1, 2 iv champj 3, 43 track 2, 3, 43 basketball 1 Block S 2, class sports. SYLVIA SCHULTZ S.- Everything H.-Nothing. S.-Anything. . Intaerclalss sportsg o lies 33 baseball 4. 3 HENRY JACOBSEN S.-- Piff1e. H.-Seeing phants. S.-Freckles. 1418 vr if alfalfa 3, 43 intel 1 pink 5 S o'Il P' nd' NORMA SCOTT S.- Stop it. H.-Primlpinlg. S.-Dramatics. Honour roll 3g dva- matics 43 operetta 4. HARRISON WARD S.- Damnation H.-Searching for a higher atmosphere. S.-Dirty cords. Tennis 2, 3, 43 inter- class sportsg sec'y. Jr. Hi-Y 13 Block S 3, 4. MARY BOYAJIAN S.- ' ' ' 'an he said. H.-Permanent S.-Opera.. w. DAN DANGARAN S.- Essence of onions. H.-Stringed instru- ments. S.-Grin. Football 43 basketball 3 fvalley champ? 43 track 3, 43 hlonor roll 1, 2, 33 carnival 25 Block S 43 Leaders' Glub 43 inter. sportsg Follies 4. INA SCHARTON S.- Sure, H.-Gum drops. S.-Fooling the natives. Volleyball 3, 4: base- ball 3, 43 Girls' S 43 interclass sports. 3a:EtfiEsfiaa4fi2ff'eiffiea f.3e.43s,fwA '+f1H 5 S: ' 'f 'T'-f V l20l

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Peg Comes Through Peg was in her own room packing her trunk for school. She was going to Solone College. Her mother had been helping her all morning, but she had gone down to see to the dinner, and Peg was trying to decide whether to put in her tennis racket-the one bearing the tiny brass plate, Peg Jones, High School Champion, 1928. She was proud of her tennis, and already saw herself winning a place on the Solone team. She was counting on her game to give her a start among all those strange girls. A week later the Solone courts were crowded and surrounded by a laughing crowd. Most of the new girls were there, trying out. The play-off for' the team would begin next week. Margaret Hollister was there, playing Peg. Peg had heard several people say that Margaret was nice, but a dub at tennis, and at the end of the game she had known that she ought to win easily. But she was terribly nervous. She felt so strange, and she felt that she could not bear it if she did not make a good impression now. Tennis was one thing she could do. It seemed that she couldn't do it today. She was playing very badly. She was too anxious, she knew, but she could not help it. With the end of the seventh game Peg awoke to the fact that Margaret had beaten her so far, five: to two. She pulled herself together sharply, made up her mind to change things, put on speed-and served doubles three times. Over on the sidelines she heard Jeannette, her roommate's laugh. She had rashly told Jeannette she meant to try for the team! Her fingers seemed all thumbs. She made a rally for the next point, but missed a stroke at the last. The set was Margaret's. Peg had never been beaten so badly. You funny thing, laughed Jeannette, as they walked up from the courts. Do you really think you'll make the team? Oh, no-I'm not even going to try for it, disclaimed Peg hastily. That was a foolish thing for me to say. I'm having a tea-party in our room tomorrow afternoon, remarked Jeannette. It,s Saturday and I got permission. I hope Dod Wiley comes in time. , Tell me about Dod Wiley. l 1 Oh, surely you've heard of her, giggled Jeannette. She's--well she's just Dod XViley. She's pretty and wears beautiful clothes. She talks French and has spent two summers in Europeg thatis why she's late in coming. Shefs the most popular girl in school. She has the nicest room in the building and the girls just ache to room with her, but so far she has roomed alone. And she's a perfect marvel at tennis! Peg sighed. Wonderful to be like that! She had been hearing about Dod ever since she came to school. She longed to see her. Next day the party was in full swing by five o'clock. The girls were crowded amiably into Peg and Jeannette's room, and the talk buzzed gaily above the electric plate. Peg still felt awkward and strange. She was not one of these girls, they watched her with amusement. Suddenly Jeannette spoke across to Pearl Wilcox. Is it true that Mary is leaving next week? Have you a new room-mate yet? Pearl shook her head. Well, may I come in with you, if Miss Raeburn is willing? You won't care, will you, Peg? Why of course, Pearl answered agreeably. Peg nodded stiffly. It's all right with me. Q Y W --.. . T s Qrrffla .Eff 1 1 ,re ' If rLL.. f ja: s H U21