South Pasadena Middle School - Tiger Cub Yearbook (South Pasadena, CA)

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Page 4 Homeroom Doings aka. GM. 1 If you had walked past the aud- itorium Friday, March twenty-second during activity period you would have heard shrieks and yells. The students were trying to imitate Tarzan, inspir- ed by the picture the GM. 1 home- room present tiThe Son of Tarzan. An entertaining comedy was also shown iiAnt Life As It Isn't. + Homeroam 116 On a recent Friday homeroom 116 held a party at the home of Nancy Sheldon. The clue for the treasure hunt was given, and away, to find the treasure. Bob Crouch and Betty Ar- nold won the prizes for this attiac- tion. Other prizes were awarded to Caro- line Armin, Roy Anderson, and John Smith. The refreshments were served by Mrs. Sheldon, Mrs. Miss Jones. Summers, and F.-. Homeroom 201 hometown 9A 201'held a homeroom party at the home of Bob Cheverton in San Marino. Games were first in line, after which dancing was enjoyed. 'tifcarly all members were present as well as some of the mothers. + Homeroom 121 Homeroom 8A, 121 has elected the :foliewing for the spring term: Frank Wright, president; Alfred Chadbourne, Ville prey ient; Jane Tennaht, scares tary; Richard Koeppel, student coun- cil; Olive Richardson, social chair- man; Jose. h'ine Carter, banker; Ger- aldine Rickard, sergeant-at-arms; Ro- bert Haverstock, Shirley Clark, study committee chairmen. a6: Homeroom 118 Thrills, chills, and excitement were expressed March 14 by teachers as well as pupils when they attended ttThe Modem William Tell show and the movie entitled Close Figuring given by homeroom 118. The Modern William Tell is the only man 'in America licensed to do such daring stunts, as shooting apples from his aSSistantls head with a blow gun. The show was even more impres; sive because of the south sea island costumes worn by the performers. F155;;y, April 12th LA TORRE 933s Organize h..- The 9B's had a get-together March 21, literally, asemi-studentbody meet- ing. The organization plans to meet monthly interspersing business with picnics and parties. As yet no officers have been elected, but acting were Jim Smith, president; Joyce Miller, secretary; and several ttstooges a- mongst the gathering. Bill Love and Warren Glass gave talks on class songs and led yells. This was follow- ed by a rousing ycii from the acting cheerleaders, Jack Carter and Jim Smith. e-e-eeo Mr. Baker Entertains City Councilmen Mr. Baker entertained the City Councilmen of South Pasadena, Mr. Bush and Mr Ayers at luncheon Thursday in the school dining room. The table decorations were very at- tractively carried out in a modernistic fashion in silver and blue. The five- course. luncheon was prepared and served by the 9th grade food classes. The major girls feel that giving these luncheon gives them a chance to become familiar with the art of entertaining and gives the guest an idea of the work they do in the de- partment. Homeroom 115 Ma Homeroom TB 115 conducted a pa- ' per drive to buy curtains for the homeroom. They brought in two tons of paper. This piled half-page size would be 119 feet tall, within three feet of the amount which won the whole School paper drive last autumn. The class was divided, with Doris Tweed and Edward Landon as ear;- tains. Doris Tweed's side won, with a total of 71.2 feet. Doris won the individual prize in the contest, gather- ing more than twice as much panei as any other contestant. Edward's side is to furnish the treat in the coming homeroom picnic. Homeroem 204 16a As the leaders of their homeroom. QB 204 had elected: Bill Love, president; Jean Streeton, vice president; Mary Harold, secre- tary: and Renee Posty, student coun- cil representative. One-Act Plays April 11, 1935 Autobiography toontinued from Page 11 What's the matter with this shirt. I'll just have to train this shirti' In those early days beforekinder- garten, my only foretaste of formal education was given once a week when my younger sister and Irwent with my mother to the Public Libra- ry, where she attended a parent-eu' ucation class and we played under the direction of a kindergarten cadet teacher. The result of that education- al period was that it took years for me to become convinced that the songs we sang were not nHere We Go Around the Library Bush and. iiOh My Darling Lemon Pie! In kindergarten my education didn't proceed fast enough to suit me and I got into a good deal of mischief. The teacher told mother she'd like to lift off the top of my head and watch the wheels go arOund as she believed they went the opposite way from most children's wheels. Perhaps that was because I was left-handed and had always had difficulty with handwork, of which kindergarten seems chiefly composed. First grade was mhre'to my liking and I seemed to be with a group that ate up the early arithmetic pro- blems with zest-although phonics was my favorite study. Anyway, when we got into second grade we were ahead of the other 1A group and a teacher, new to the primary grades, was trying to even us up. Every day for two weeks I went home to my mother and wailed: I wish the tELLcha er thought we knew more, Soon I had occasion to reap my reward of this complaining for we were given extra desk work to do for a half holis' every day. I was always helpful like . that about getting the class in for more work. In third grade I had artcacher fe- mous in this eommunity, Miss Craba ' tree. She helped me to be less sensi- tive and to believe more in myself. In the fourth grade I had a good time leading the mathematics group and directing the oral drill and con- tests. This was all very well until I found out I was being called titans; - eif's pet and it took me a couple of years to live that down. Nevertheless I made a hand-worked pillow for that teacher when I was out of her grade tContiniied on ??zige 91

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April 11, 1935 I LA TORRE Page 3 The Pit 011 The Shore By Lila Burr, 9A Tom Marshall gazed wistfully at the fast blackening embers of the fire Where the lunch had been cooked. Sud- dcnly his body grew tense. He was listening. HHey! Did you hear that ? he cried excitedly. UI heard the same thing twice yesterday. Sounds as if it were ' om the cliff. I thought yesterday it might be Old Rex, but I looked and looked and couldlrt see a thing. ttOld Rex! gasped Mary. ttYou deirt suppose - - But I didn't hear anything. I thought surely youtd hear it, too. Toms voice had a discouraged note in it. Your ears are always sharper than mine. nEat your cake, Tom, Mary coaxed. tlI just can't eat much since Harry has been missing, and Tomis voice broke as he hung his head to hide the tears that forced themselves out in spite of his rapid blinking. Mother doesn't think Harry was drowned, observed Mary. UNot drowned? queStioned Tom. UThen was did happen to him ? HMother's afraid that when he was out in the sailboat during that term rible storm, he was kidnapped and that the boat was turned over just to make it look if he was drowned. t'But why would anyone want to iidnap Harry, protested Tom. 7 Remember the morning after old Jim H whims Was murdered how strange Ilaz'ry acted? Mary asked. 1 HMother thinks Harry knows who did it and is afraid to tell. w Town walked over toward the edge of the cliff, scanning the sea as it washed over the rocks far below. See that dark spot down there? Itll bet it's a cave. I wonder if there is any way to get down to litim questioned Mary. i ttAfter the tide has gone down we might tie some ropes together and slide down. Tom replied boldly. We could tie ropes to that big oak tree. The two rode home on their bi- cycles to secure some rope and a lantern to explore the cave; if there were a cave. Supplied with the lantern and nec- essary rope; the two hurried back to the cliff. Both deep in thought and imagine ation, they worked swiftly and silent- ly. The rope having been tied secure- ly, Tom started down, hand oVer hand, the lantern over one arm. Come on, Mary, are you scared? called Tom impatiently. 'Tm coming, replied Mary, hand Pm not scared. I can do anything as well as you can. ttNow don't start that, wetve got to get down quickly while it is still light. Tom jumoed the remaininw four feet and immediately started search- ing around the rocks and in the crev- ices while he waited for Mary. Catch- ing up with him, Mary started with him in the dircztion of the hole. As they chew near What seemed to be a cave they heard a soft muiiiecl whim- 1391 . It seems to be coming from be- low, whispered Mary. ttHush! Tom ordered, troubled. They were standing close to a jun- iper bush. Not watching t1: waves, they were frightened when a large one came sweeping over the rocks. Mary stumbled back against the bush. Look! Tom! Mary screamed. There's a big hole right behind this bush. uThat's where that sound came , from, yelled Tom. As he crept closer to the. hole and lowered the lantern on a short rope. Mary turned pale. uIt's Rex and Harry! she gasped. ttHow did they come to be down there? Go get Dad and get back as quick as you can, commanded Tom. 'tI'll stay here. It was growing dark but luckily the cottage wasnit far off. While Mary went for help, Tom looked a- round for means by which he could hoist Rex out. Just then he heard his father shouting. Is everything all right? Just a minute and TI! be down. ' Tom's two uncles who were visit- ing at the cottage when Mary arrived had come along to help. The pit that Harry and Rex were entrapped in was about thirteen feet deep and three feet in diameter. 7 Mr. Marshall tied one end of the rope around his waist and placed the other end between two rocks to form a pulley. The other two men held the other end and let him down into the pit. Rex was hoisted out easily. Then a. blanket was used as a hammock on Which to place Harry and he was brought up. After two days Harry had recover- ed somewhat from his critical condie tion, but he was ordered to remain in bed for two weeks. Rex 'in the meantime had fully recovered. Mary and Tom were impatientlv waiting for the day when Harry would be well enough to reiate what happened that stormy night after the murder of old Jim Hawkins. ' Sport Flashes h -4 Boys Gym Squads Compete Under Able Leadership - + With the gym ciasses' track season 011' to a good start the following boys were elected as track captains: Period 2. Squad 1, Ed Landon; Squad 2, Jack Elser; Squad 3, Warren Greedy; Squad 4, John Wilson. Period 3, Squad 1, Bill Symes; Squad 2, Ed- gar Worthf Squad 3, Peter Guillen; Squad 4, Ed Halmhiski. Period 4. . 7 Squad 1, Irving Searl; Squad 2, Vernoon White; Squad 3, Isamu Nish- amoto; Squad 4, George Sato. Period 5. Squad 1, Hans GaSpar; Squad 2, Dick DeGolia; Squad 3, Lawrence Broering; Squad 4, Bobbie Finch. Period 7. Squad y, Madison Merid'ith; Squad 2, Vernon Greedy; Squad 3, William Satterly; Squad 4, Warren Glass; Period 8f Squad 1, Armor Killingsworth: Squad 2, Howard Cheverton; Squad 3, Ted Young, Squad 4, Harry Cox. EQW Basketball Prevails Among Girls + The whistle blows, instantly every player on the field is jumping, shout- ing, working to get the ball in the basket. The after-school basketball teams are all working toward the championship. There are twenty-three teams in all. The reason for this num- ber 'is that the teams are divided into HA's , HB's'l, uC'sil, and Dtsii, ttA being the largest and Us the smallest. The after-school games are played on Tuesdays and Wednesdays in the boys gym, girls gym, and out- doors. After School Teams Elect Captains + The after-school track season is on its way with new records being estab- lished right and left. These boys were elected to lead their respective teams to the pennant. Class A Lions, Bobbie Finch; Indians, Hans Gaspar; Eagles, Dick DeGolia; and Bears. Lawrence Broering. Class B Lions, Porter Osborne; Indians, John McBride; Eagles, Isamu Nish- amoto; and Bears, Bud Brohm. Class C Lions, Ted Young; Indians, George Sato; Eagles, Jack Supple; and Bears, Bob Cockel.

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April 11, 1935 LA. TORRE Page 5 + w , -+- As we entered, the high walls loom- ed above us like huge castles with their numerous turrets and towers. The cool morning air brushed against our chapped faces; As the sun rises in the turquoise, airy, expanse, the Wind's sighs be- came lower and lower until they died away in the bright morning air, The flowers were unfolding their neatly pressed bonnets to protect them from the sun's gleaming, burning arms that reach out and try to envelope them in its heat. The Joshua. trees raise their stlckery, prickly arms. The great walls and cliffs rise out of nowhere to relive the monotony of the desert waste. The formations of rock and volcanic mud are turned into colors of green and brown and red and pink. The echoes of a. thous- and winds whine through the cracks and pillars on the rugged face of the cliff. Every noise that is heard is soft and murmurs of earlier times I do not know. i --Bob Jordan, 8B 3. Book ReView r -o-- 'Ferdinand Magellan, Bartholomew Diaz and Vasco da. Gama hitched chairs closer toward the table in Abel Zakutois house on ahill in Lisbon over looking the sea. With Zakuto they were discussing a sea route to India. to obtain spices. suddenly a. girl rush- ed through the doorway, looking hunt- ed and alarmed. She couldnit talk be- cause she was too terrihed. Nicolo Contia Venetian, arrived next morn. ing from Venice and met Ferdinand the King of Spain. Abdul found out from an old sailor that the girls name was Nejmiand. She was an Arabian. Amid great celebrations Gama de- parted from Portugal bound for India V to get the spices. Venice was trying to stop Portugalts spice route to India and so hired the Pirate Captain Abdul to waylay Gama on his return. If you want to know who this Ara- bian girl was and what part she play- ed in the story read the book, Spice and the Devils Cave , by Hewes. It givesa picture of the daring exploits of Lisbon's seamen in their attempt to establish a route around the Horn to India. Other books by Hewes are Glory of the Seas and Swords on the Sea . I like the book because it keeps your interest all the time. I recom- mend it to both boys and girls in the Junior High School. Francis Reed 73 107 Don't Miss Them tEditor's Note: This poem was found in the Literary Editor's drawer. But alas, it was walking about with- out a title. If you can find the best title to fit on thisjdeBr soul's should- ers, hand it in to Le: Torre and the winner will be awaghed one shining new pencil, with whfhh to write more brilliant thoughtsJ Buzzzzzz, Buzzzzzz, Bang! Onward, fast, the electric spark goes, Blazing its trail along insulated cop- per. Bang; It goes as it hits an' unwel- comed insulator, But still it travels on,-on to the end of its journey. Buzzzzzz, bang! Buzzzzzz. m...-,-- ,. - Timpanogas Caves wrl- It was a. line sunny morning and the wind was playing tunes with the dancing leaves when a car buzzed up the American Fork Canyon road. A group of people piled out of it and began trooping up the tiresome trail to the caves. On the way they had a refreshing game of snowball. Soon the caves appeared and as we entered the cold air rushed to meet us and sent cold ripples down Our spines. When we were all in we were led down a dark mysterious stairway. When we breathlessly reached for the bottom of the stairs we heard a shrill ear- splitting screech, which was echoed by some of our party. The guide laughed and explained that is was the wind whistling through a hole. Then the guide led us over the hoot which was like a cactus bed because of the numerous stalagmites, to a small mysterious looking hole, One at a time the people peeked through. It was my turn. As I eagerly looked through I saw a forest of glistening, sparkling spikes that hung from the bottom and top. In the middle was a large stalactite which was six feet across. It was the exact color and shape of a heart. The glellming red color from the heart cast a red glow over all the surroundings. Numersius sights such as these were encountered and when you were in the open air again you felt you had been in a diff- erent world. -Margaret Cook 8A Be Sure to Come Friday As I was sitting lazily in front of the tire with my dog. I looked up at a picture over the mantel. It was a little winding path that went into a. forest. I didn't see the end and so many times I wondered where it went. Finally I got very sleepy and dazed off into the land 0; dreams. It seemed as though I went right up the path around the turn into the green, cool, nowery forest. I had gone about a quarter of a mile when I saw a. pal- ace stretching its towers into the sky like a gallant knight so strong and straight, with its crimson roofs pierc- ing into a blanket of blue. The draw bridge hung open like a. butterfly just opening its wings into a beautiful day. Across it walked a. little fairy withywings of gold glittering in the sunlight. She started dancing toward me with court people following after her who looked like a vivd colored bunch of flowers. Just when she was about to speak to me I was awakened by my dog barking. -Billy Woodward 7A W A Description go: As one leaves Manitou, Colorado, to go up Ute Pass one sees great tower- ing pine covered mountains looming in front. Along the way are rolling hills with shady pines. Tiny wild flow- ers bloom along the way. Further a- long two huge red slabs of rock stand out. There are rocks describing every- thing imaginable beyond. This is called the Garden of the Gods . The road winds along over narrow cliffs. On one side mountains of rocks tower over the road. 0n the other, far below, the brook tumbles and splashes along jumping rocks and white foam Spurting in the mountain I air. A little way on, the road levels down to meet the land the river flows on. There are wide places along the road now where cars st0p to get cold ice water from the brook. Presently the road widens and one comes to a little village where the houses are scattered here and there. This little village is called Cascade. Turning to the right and going up hill about a. stones throw One sees a little white and brown school house almost hidden by tall trees. Farther along-ls a tall wide, white building completely surrounded by trees and mountains. Colorado has numberless places of beauty within its border. e-Geraldine Whitney SB Continued on Page 9