Abington Friends School - Outward Bound Yearbook (Jenkintown, PA)

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CVM .jvhafory Looking back on those far distant years, about 1939, we find Gail and Geralyn making their grand entrance in to kindergarten. At that time there was an overwhelming number of boys in A.F.S. So these girls enjoyed their kindergarten days very much. We sort of doubt the fact that they can still remember Mrs. Adams' trying to make them walk like elephants at rhythm time. Soon the joys of kindergarten were given up for the hard rigors of first grade. Mimi joined our growing class. She came in with a bounce, a bounce of twelve to fourteen curls every day. She was the only one who didn't seem adjusted to rest period. F ' Second grade brought Lois and the dismissal of the last three boys from the class. But Lois soon took over in their absence. She certainly was a tom-boy. No one was safe at recess unless she was a friend of Lois's. This year we began almost daily trips to Mr. Bell, then principal of A.F.S. In the early stages of third grade, we were overtaken by a horse craze that lasted until seventh grade. We were very happy when Joan joined us, for Joan had a horse whinney, that no one could copy. She succeeded in sounding most like a horse for the rest of our Lower School days. Molly joined us in fourth grade com- pletely prepared with saddle, bridle and bit. Then in fifth grade came Helen. But at that age she preferred goalie pads to a saddle. We will never forget that year trying to stifle our laughs in meeting, that was until Mr. Scull scared us out of them. One who never entered our class, but whom we all shall remember was dear old Maggie , the Flemings' bulldog. She certainly was a pet to all of. us in those days. At last we made our debut in the Upper School. Barbara and Evelyn came that year seemingly for the purpose of entertaining us in the locker room with their enlightning discussions of the past weekend. Marianne came in Seventh grade too, and all together we learned the ways and means of dancing class. We're just beginning to understand why the Faculty didn't appreciate our pin curls and hair nets every other Friday, especially J oan' s bright red hair net. We finally pulled through seventh grade and managed to sing Parris Angelicus for the first time. Suddenly there we were in eighth grade. We had heard a lot about the famous health class with Miss Smith. Will we ever forget the misery of having to draw the heart over and over again? Every arrow had to be in the right direction. That was the year we seemed to have the entire Abington Police Force out after us on Mischief Night. It was fun, though! And remember the swimming party Lois gave at Mermaid Lake. We were all afraid to slide down that great big water toboggan. In Ninth grade Nancy joined us and helped carry our increasing load of re- sponsibilities. Jerry came that year, and we found ourselves never lacking a joke. Freshman Day was the big event of the

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Gfddri We the Senior Class of 1952, being of sane mind do declare this to be our last will cmd testament. We hereby bequeath: Janet' s shortness to Charlotte Whalen. Molly's frankness to Sandy Saur. Kay' s passion for black and orange to Ginger Gable. Lois' s station wagon to the hockey team. Mary's first aid training to Judy Belfield. He1en's curvacious figure to Nancy Ambler. Nancy's dramatic ham to the cooking class. Marianne's singing voice to Sally Redd. Joan's assignment pads to anyone who can find them. Evelyn' s complete composure to Lee Hammer. Jerry's sarcasm to Carol Anderson. Mimi' s feet to the kindergarten. Barbara' s blonde hair to Sissy High. He1ene's chewing gum to the assembly Doom chairs. Gail' s vocabulary to Trudy Putney. Geralyn' s sun lamp treatments to Mandy Funk. We, the Senior Class, leave. In witness hereto, we set our seal, this eleventh day of June, 1952. 74a Seadu 4441

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year, and together with Helene and Mary we officially entered high school. How proud we were when we trooped into Mallon's after school all wearing our rather wilted gardenias. Our cooking prowesses were notorious in ninth grade. Aside from the rancid pie, our first cake sale went rather well, but oh, those cooking classes. Joan looked slightly green after eating her whole putty- resembling pineapple upside-down cake by herself. The next week she put mint into the cookies instead of vanilla. Was there some ulterior motive or was she trying to rub us out in one easy try? We soon found ourselves firmly established in tenth grade. Our class play went over very well with the help of Janet who came just in time to be our student director. Of course the tripping over wires, too frequent appearances of ghosts, and sagging davenports weren't planned, but certainly gave the audience a laugh. However, our project that year was nothing to laugh at. The decals with which we were going to make a fortune didn' t arrive until June. Although we had reached our sophomore year, our tempers were not under control. This time the fight was between Mimi and Gail, and the end result was a grapefruit on Mimi's then golden hair. Tenth grade seemed also to be a year for parties. Remember Lois' s slumber party where Joan had to get into the bathtub because nowhere else could she find a place quiet enough to slumber. And of course there was Jerry's house party at Ocean City: the neighbors whom we never allowed to sleep, the hoagies we con- sumed, and poor Mary's unaccountable greenness around the gills when she tried to smoke her first cigarette. The shore will never be the same as it was before the ' 52' s galloped through. Our Junior year of course, brought the much awaited Ring Dinner with it. Wearing our beautiful class rings, we really felt grown up. After making enemies of every- one by trying to sell our wonderful decals , we decided-we'd sell Avon cosmetics. With Kay the latest addition to the class, helping us, we managed to give everyone around a ten years' supply of cosmetics. With only minor mishaps, such as the ready-whip fight we had in the parking lot, in which mainly the cars suffered, the year sped along all too rapidly. After the Class Day Luncheon, we found ourselves picking daisies, daisies, and more daisies. The last straw or really the last daisy, was the dress which Lois wore to the Junior Prom. You guessed it - the dress was covered with daisies! The Junior Prom, by the way, was nothing short of ,a miracle. After about ten prom decorations meetings at which we only got around to making decorations at the last two or three, we found ourselves with only half an hour to pin these lovely fish on the walls. However we did it in twenty minutes , and the prom was a great success. Before we knew it, we were Seniors and the'Ring Dinner, Senior Prom, and Yearbook were upon us. The Ring Dinner went off beautifully in spite Of the fact that the caterer was an hour late. After overcoming a little difficulty in the beginning of the year with some of the girls preferring the Arrow to the lunchroom, we managed to have a very successful Senior Prom, it was the first formal dance in the new gym. Such events as exams, the big play, Arbor Day, and May Day journeyed through Spring with us. Graduation exercises completed our years at A.F.S. We have all decided we have had a wonderful time, arguments and all.