Beaver Country Day School - Senior Yearbook (Brookline, MA)

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chew as much bubble gum as possible in a half hour. It is needless to say that the minutes of these meetings were kept Sub Rosa. Scene VI—Fourth Grade. Enter Barbara Hall. After investigating the lives of the ancient Greeks and Romans and delving • into the liner points of long division, with the help of flirtatious Barbara Hall we set up a travel bureau as a class project. It was amazing how smart we were then, and we felt very superior being able to tell our teachers some things they didn’t know. This was the year that our more tom-boyish members planned all kinds of fiendish schemes, among them to meet in the dead of night, somewhat on the idea of Tom Sawyer. Scene VII—Fifth Grade. Enter Sheppy. The fifth grade brought Sheppy, who at that tender age showed her mathematical ability. We donned the robes of monks and gave the appearance of perfect angles, but pitchforks and horns would have been more appropriate. Scene VIII—Sixth Grade. Enter Daisy, Shelia, Babs and Gail. The Chestnut Hill contingent proved to be a valuable addition to our numbers, from the coy Daisy and the capable Shelia to the devilish Gail. Babs shared the ranks with Janie as the artist of the class. Some of our intercstsjay with South America and the Incas, about whom we gave a play. But our primary interest lay with the graveyard to which many of our more adventurous members went on exciting escapades. Our real recreation came during rest hours when various and sundry activities went on such as throwing blankets out of the windows. In the Spring the rage was jacks, and we developed a great passion for the game, thereby blocking the halls so that the teachers had to trip over us in order to get by. Act II— How Little You Know Scene I—Seventh Grade. Enter Whitie. In walked Whitie and with her came fun, jokes, puns, and Gail began to have those laughing spells . This was the year that we made an outline study of American History, but it never seemed to help us or Dr. Hcidcr much! (Bravery, by chance stepped in and stayed with Jeannie a few years). Scene II—Eighth Grade. Enter Bobbie. An element of efficiency was added to our class in the form of Bobbie. Pithecanthropus erectus and the Neanderthal man were large mouthfuls of pronunciation, but were studied by us with great interest. Scene II Ninth Grade- Enter Fitzi, Stedie, Wendy, Loie, Rosie, Nancy and Sally. Whew! too many names to remember at first, but now we couldn't forget! Fiezy came in with a knowing smile and psychology on the brain. We all got ana- [32]

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Senior Class History Action cakes place at the Beaver Country Day School—1932-1947. Dramatis Personae (in order of their appearance) the members of the Beaver Class of 1947: Act I— Age of Innocence (?) Scene —Nursery School and Kindergarten. Enter a solitary figure, Jcannic. The first member of our class began her successful career at Beaver in the realms of Constructional Engineering, better known as block building. After two years of industrious work she became exceedingly adept in this field. It was hard work, but little did she realize what was in store for her in years to come! Scene II Transition. Enter Wcx. That year, Jcannic acquired a partner in the Engineering business in the form of Wex. The partnership as long as it lasted, was successful. However, it was soon necessary to abandon it for the maintenance of a strong defensive. There were MEN in the class then, and as Wcx and Jcannic were too young to appreciate their majority, and they too young to tolerate anyone of the weaker sex, there occurred a long and tiring series of sand fights. How times have changed since then! Scene III— Enter our petite Mary Gay Dwight. We entered the first grade, feeling as though we were really ancient. Here was really the climax of our careers. With Mary Gay to complete the trio we became fierce Indians and had many adventures in the Beaver woods. There were a few boys in our class, but they were neglected. Even Mary Gay was indifferent to their presence. We then would have been perfect specimens lor Miss Knight, our reading rate being on the average of 5 words per hour. Scene IV Second Grade. Enter Phyliss. Within a short time the athletic ability of our new member was demonstrated to us in the form of dodge ball. The jungles of Africa held a particular fascination for us that year, and before we knew it we were laboriously ploughing our way through. During the process, Phyliss adopted a few ape-like characteristics and succeeded in hanging from the Games Room bars. One day this feat caused our climbing acrobat a broken wrist. Scene V—Third Grade. Enter our sophisticated Janie. The four of us, with a pull and a shove, set sail in a viking ship with Jane, the artist, as a newcomer. The activities of our motley crew centered around the barnyard where our famous bubble gum club met in secrecy during recess. Although our club did not have a written constitution, its purpose was for each member to [31]

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lyzcd (most intelligently, we must admit). Jean showed her literary talent right off, and we sat in awe, because Jean could write poetry! Well, we’re still in awe. Wendy, Stcdic and Loic showed us athletic talent to be proud of. Home runs started coming in, and Wendy s ball flew by the batter at 000 miles per hour. Rosie, Sally, and Nancy were added attractions to our class, but the main excitement was the sudden interest of a few members of the class in cackling hens and in the famous number- ? (need we say more?) The most adventurous day of the year was the day that we wound thread in and out among the desks. What a mess! Scene III—Tenth Grade. Enter Phoebe, Faith, Miriam, Margie, Shepard Dabbic, Pat, Ethel, Bunny, and Ritchie. Faith, Dabbie, and Phoebe came into our class to share artistic honors with Janie and Babs. Other equally valuable additions were Shepard and Bunny, the athletes; Ritchie the Math genius; Miriam and Pat the voices; Ethel the Looks; and Margie the giggles. This year we thought abstractly, talked abstractly, walked abstractly—we were abstract, and loved it. With Shepard’s and Bunny's assistance we won the volley-ball championship. The football championship was also won when a place kick broke one of the lamps in the hall. Scene IV—Eleventh Grade. Enter Lorna, Kay, Betsy, Sherrie, Jan Woll, Myra, Ginny, Helen, Ellic, Dottic and Dorothy Rau. The wild clement of our class was greatly strengthened by Lorna, Kay, and Ginny. The craze was for driving licenses, and many parents heard the old refrain— If she can do it, why can’t I? Betsy and Dottic came in as a duo, a cute one at that. Needham sent two more representatives to our class—good-natured Helen and prankplaying Ellie. Our auburn-haired Southern belle Sherrie certainly made a hit. Myra came in late, but with her ability to make friends it didn’t take her long to become a part of our class. Dottie Rau was a pleasant addition with her smile and roaring stories. Jane was also a noticed addition, with her friendly ways and cvcr-willingncss to help anyone who needed it. A dropped egg—not on toast but on the floor—caused a great sensation and a lot of work, too, for the two culprits, Gail and Wex, who had to clean it up, thanks to Mme. Fourel. The Junior-Senior Dance was a tremendous success, and Fitzi's version of ‘’Symphony was a main attraction. Scene V—Twelfth Grade. Enter Bliss, Ruth and Martha. In came Bliss—one could not ask for more—an all-round friendly girl equally at home in studies and in athletics. We have learned that Ruth’s pensive look means that something is coming—and it is bound to be intelligent and clear. Martha had but to smile and she was a part of us—a sympathetic, friendly part. This year we went spooking on Halloween. Mrs. Pope's house was haunted as was Mr. Hodgman’s. The Log’s Square Dance was a huge success and a lot of fun. It seems that we are awfully old when we look back on all these wonderful Beaver years, but with all the planning for college and the future we arc really still quite young. Anne Wechsler Jeannie Fourel [33]