East Carolina University - Buccaneer Tecoan Yearbook (Greenville, NC)

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XX XX XXX X sav stood-bve. EPILOGUE Lelia Ellen X. ACT II I X When we returned this time we were Juniors. We welcomed several new members to our class. This year Mildred Ives was elected president. Now, we had a chance to be big sisters to the freshmen. It was almost a marvel to us that we had once been as timid as our little sisters. All our new privileges made us realize that it was worth while working two years to get to be a Junior. The biggest event of the year was the Junior-Senior banquet. Even the hard work that it took to make the banquet a success was fun. We almost thought we were in Holland when we entered the banquet hall and saw the tall wind-mill, the tulips, and the little Dutch boys and girls. There we remained until the wee hours of the night and then we carried away happy memories of the event. The last act of our drama was drawing near. Next year we would be Seniors. ACT IV The days went by and once more we were returning to East Carolina Teachers College. This time it seemed as if we were going home. The freshmen looked at us with awe and even the other girls said we looked better than we did before. With the thoughts of graduation, all the work that lay before us. the joy and work of practice teaching, we did feel different. There were many important things we had to do. Nannie Smith became our president. Our Senior play was a big success. The Junior-Senior banquet made us glad that we were Seniors. We went to hear Galli-Curci and the Don Cossacks. The stage became crowded with happy memories of the things that filled our Senior year with joy. At last commencement came. The goal that had been so far distant at the beginning of our career had at last been reached. Now that the end has come, the tears fill our eyes, and we are crying too, for it is with reluctance that we say good-bye. The curtain falls, and the drama of the class of 1932 is over. Next year the actors will take their places on a different stage in a new play. But the memory of the class of 1932 will lead them on to greater success in the drama of life. X s. 8. X x

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XX XX XXX X Senior Class History PROLOGUE y THE curtain rises! Our hearts beat with excitement; our time has come — for four years we have worked and waited for this moment. We walk proudly upon the stage and play our part. The curtain falls, the applause dies, and all grows quiet. The drama of the class of 1932 is over. Our pleasures, struggles, and our achievements have become history. Only the memory of the play remains. If, however, we choose again to roll back the curtain of time, the four acts of our college life are enacted once more as vividly as if we turned the pages of a book and read our history there. ACT I In the fall of 1928 the girls came from hill and plain to become members of the class of 1932. We wandered about the campus bewildered, confused, and home- sick. We had left home elated that at last we were going to college, but now every- thing was so new and strange. Registration was the biggest ordeal we had ever faced, but there seemed to be guardian angels called Y. W. girls that helped us through. Things didn ' t seem as hard after we found which room we had to go to for our classes. The performance here by Paul Whiteman and his orchestra was a big event that made us forget we wanted to go home. The Denishawn dancers were among the most wonderful entertainers whom we had ever seen. Then came initiation. Nobody seemed to help us get through this. After we became society members, we felt a little at home. We saw the Seniors doing so many wonderful things that after we organized our class with Mildred Ives as president we decided that maybe we might be per- mitted to have a picnic. We were. We actually left the campus for this big event. Commencement came, a great occasion for us ; we were going home. It was be- yond our comprehension that the Seniors were crying. b ACT II No longer were we freshmen hut Sophomores. Now, when Miss Morton spoke to ■ the old girls we could lift our heads with pride and know we belonged. We were the ones that gave the initiation this time, and we were actually bold enough to a-- - - -- . o- - x w speak to some of the teachers. Hazel Futrell was our president and we had a busy and successful year. There were many things to do and lots of places to go. The United States Army Band was here. We became so enthusiastic that we tood up for Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean. We all dressed up in our B..S evening dresses and went to the opera. The Barber of Seville. Tony Sarg and his Marionettes were here also. It is hard to tell which of these we enjoyed the most. We gave the next big event in honor of the Seniors — an old time square dance in the Y hut. Before the party was over, we could understand that our grandmothers did have fun in their young days. x X x x

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We the senior class of 1932, while on the eve of graduation we look backward to our Alma Mater, hereby bequeath: To the Faculty, a wideawake student body equally as intelligent as we have been. To the Freshmen, our untold hopefulness and patience that will prove invaluable in helping them to stand aside cheerfully as upper classmen exercise freely their innumerable privileges. To the Sophomores, our sisters for whom we feel quite respon- sible, (looking two years ahead) we leave our discarded positions which we so capably held during the early years of our teaching careers. To the Juniors, our interest and participation in all the activities to be found here at our Alma Mater. To all concerned, our broad and optimistic outlook on life, hoping that it will serve as a guiding post to success to all who follow us. Margaret Carlton ) , Laura Hami Testatrixes.