Bay Ridge High School - Maroon and White Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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On Being Twins By RUTH cmd ETHEL VAN WYNEN HE COMING of the Quintuplets caused a sensation and put in the back- T ground the novelty of twins; yet we twins have as difficult a time as five people who look alike. Being twins is a lot of fun, but it also has its drawbacks and much embarrassment in the long run. llWhich one are you? is a constant interrogation which often tires one so much as to want one to answer HGuess who? But that would hardly be kind, since we well understand and sympathize with those who try to tell us apart. School is one of the usual places where our mistaken identity comes up. Indeed, it is not at all our intention to ignore people who speak to one of us, thinking it is the other,- but our quizzical and often quite dumb expression can only be explained as our embarrassment. While speaking of school, we must relate an incident which happened in P. S. 170. Because of a much more striking resemblance then, it was quite a problem for our teachers to tell us apart. It seemed that most of the teachers took a fancy tor the name Ruth, so whenever a question was directed to a Van Wynen, it was always aimed at Ruth. As time passed on, Ethel became rather bored; so the next time a question was aimed at Ruth, Ethel arose and answered the question. This happened many times after this, and the teachers were none the wiser. One really amusing incident occurred at a dance. One of us was dancing with a fellow, and, as we turned away to break, the other returned to finish the danceesomething like a relayebut the unsuspecting young man continued to dance without any idea of the switch. Kinda crushing to one's personality, don't you think? Often we are asked questions like ul-low does your family tell you apart? lll-low do you tell your clothes apart? lll-low do you decide what to wear? But it is just as simple as if we were not alike at all. Clothes, however, gives rise to a most depressing problem in being twins: shopping. We try dresses on, can't agree, and finally when we do agree, the store hasn't a duplicate of the model and oh! its so discouraging. Sometimes one feels like dressing in black and the other in blue. l he outcome is that we usually get some entirely different color. We very seldom argue as to what to wear. One goes to the closet, takes out a dress to wear, and the other just puts it on. We have always, up to the present time, tried to dress alike, wear our hair alike, and so on, but soon we'll have to change and become two separate individuals, for graduation from High School seems to cause that. Yet, for the present, we'll keep on being twins, a dual puzzle to our friends. In summing up our position, we can only say, that we don't mind all the annoyances caused by our happy but somewhat upsetting state as twins. Always ours is double troubleedouble personalitiesedouble mis- takes-and double bills for papa. Seventy-three

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On Packing By IEANNE BRAND I'm offemmmm-mew lopin coat for the campus and football weore that's in-next wine velvet dczte dresseAunt Sue's darling presente a blue linen combing jacket Inice to have relativesesometimesb Brrrringwoops, the phone: it's Bob-Hello Idulcet tonesi Oh! Idrop of register 30 degreesi Margy, of course, I'm goingethot is, if I ever get packed and if I com keep my angelic kid sister out of my trunkeIBetty, get away from my new pursei. That child hots o possiOn for purses, Morgyestorting young, too,ect Shylock at heart, I guess-o farewell bridge tonight, Margy? How sweet of you-who's going? All our crowd-thot's grandem-m-m-tra night at seven-thanks loads, Morgyee'Bye! Now to get back. Where was I-dote dress, long rippled velvet gloves to match-Now shoeslw-Ctlligator, suede, saddle shoes, oxfords, pumps, shoe treesewhere ore theye-my shoe trees-Betty! They are not dollseput them back instantly! Idistracted pull of new permanenti. Silver evening slip- pers-thot reminds me, my blue taffeta formal isn't packed yet, by the belt of Orion. IMust have been an Irishman, I guessi when will I ever finish? Now! stockingstwhot 1uxury-the only time I ever had twelve pairs at once eBrrrring-J'll answer it, MumseI-Iello! No, this isn't Prospect Porkvyou have the wrong number. eOh dear Ipensivelyi I wonder it Bob will call before I go. Heavens! my beer jacket vanished ogoin-gone with the wind-ond Betty, I suppose. They're synonymous, anyway. What nexteI'd better check off this list-slipsebottomdrotw snuggles, colored gloves, peasant neckerchief for CI windy rumble seateskirts, sweat- erseWhot's that scratching noiseeOh Lord! the kitten's in my riding boots again! ' Raincoat and umbrella: where shall I put theme-rrring Igrouchilyi WhositeBob! You couldn't call before because you were with your uncle? I see-I didn't even notice it; I've been so busy packing Ionly Ct little white liei. You have some important things to tell me? Of course I'll be home after Margy's party tonighteott nine-thirtye'bye Ilingeringlyi. To to to to! and I was afraid he wouldn't call- All througheciose the trunk, snap the lock and I'm ofteMercifuI heavens! I've locked the key in! SHADES of Caesareonly this afternoon left for packing and tomorrow Seventy-two

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tEditoWs Comment: This stowy was contributed to the Ridge Echo a year ago by An'n Hardie. It was handed back with the accompanying cm'ticism by the Echo adviseq', Mr. Anton B. Serota. The Maroon and White now takes 97'th pleasurre in printing both the original stowy and M7 Serotats comment. THWARTED GIRLHOOD or THE PUN-Y STORY OF CINDEREL-LEE Lee's sister had Benway for several Weeks touring the British Isles and reveling in the delights that Avon and Shropshire and other lovely places had to offer. She had returned home that morning at the crHackedorn and was reKleining on the Sopher as she talked with Lee. iil suppose you are glad to be Back, said Lee, attempting to be Witte. ul am, her sister replied, to Lee's surprise, iibut l was a little upset when I was crossing the Waters. HYou don't look so well . . . not quite as Staudt as when you left.'.' HAnd I'm very tired. I have a Stack of letters to answer, said her sister. I go through all this at the end of every Somer. Vacationing always Putz me back a few weeks, in my correspondence. 0, Powers that be! If I were only King with a dozen secretaries to do my letter-writing! Thenl might Behrman and his follieseand lettersff HYes. It's a pity that you have so many Franz, Schneered Lee, going into the Hall where she could conceal her emotions, for Lee was Greene with envy. . Well, thank goodness, I'm Fried of any worries like yours, she called, putting on her hat. nGoodbye. .l'm going for a walk in the Forrest. Some of the trees need Bruning. Hlt it's rabbits you want to Hunt, Ley. said her sister, with a smirk, HThen stop Stahling and hurry. We have nothing in the house for your supper. Are you trying to be Finney? tBut Lee was used to this kind of treatmentj uWe have a couple of things: Faust, a can of beans and second, some spinach, said the sister, gleefully. HWell, all right, then. I'll be Levin you, said Lee, as she Drew on her gloves. Crozier eyes and go to sleep while I am away. I hope that sister of mine will Draper muffler about her shoulders, said the sister, when Lee had left. HShe's been Coffin a lot, today. She must have caught Cole. somehow. Soliloquizing further, she said: ill wonder if Dick likes the way she Combs her Brown hair, now. It so, Denham and her will get married, may- be, and I will not have to worry about her welfare any longer. Meanwhile, as she Randles through the forest, Lee is thinking: ill do wish Sis wouldn't be so Close. 1 have to beg for a month, even if I only want a Buck, while she goes out and buys herself whatever her little heart desires and keeps up with the latest Stiles. Her life is the Katz! As she went further into the forest, she gathered certain vines suitable Seventy-four