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

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NINTH GRADE Mother, I don't feel too well . . . Maybe I'd better stay home ... I don't want to give it to everyone else . . .” But realizing our responsibility as leaders of the Junior Wing, we made the scene, or a scene, which ever way you prefer to look at it. Susie Gardiner, one of our more swingin' members, entered this year and soon thereafter her well-rehearsed plea could be heard in class meeting. Er . . um . . . I . .. um . . . seem to have lost.. . ah ... misplaced a trench coat. It's valuable . . . um . . . imported . . then blurting ''and it's not mine Susie, Lynne Wyluda, and Sue Atkinson, on the long walk from the bus stop, had a chance to talk over the disadvantages of an allgirl school. Lynne, being the girl that she is, adjusted within four weeks to this terrible life, but Atkinson—well she's still trying. Mr. Bishop, however, brightened Vicki Fish's life considerably by supplementing our English classes on snowy days, with a discourse in Chinese, leaving us all helplessly hysterical. (It is interesting to note that this was Mr. Bishop's last year at Beaver.) Jeanne Hoyt with her absolutely naturally blond hair, (the origin of which she discusses from time to time with Barbie Ray) and her size 7 clothes, made us extremely jealous in our chubby adolescence. We all owned size 7 clothes too, but ours stayed in the closet. And then: Heidi Holloway who is noted for Her art of throwing others books on the floor Entered this year and took Latin II Which the rest of us our first year could not do. Nancy Greenbaum our woman of the world—she had been to New’ York—pirouetted happily d wn the hall safely by Mr. Hodg-man's office. Now she never makes it safely by without some comment on her dilapidated pony tail. Tilings have improved since she has let her hair grow again. Judi Laws within the first Week knew more about the library and Miss Haslctt than we ever will, and Di Hoye kept us quiet in music class by playing the piano louder than we could yell. L'Allie Pratt started the diet fad by her continual declarations of I'll diet tomorrow, (usually after she had helped herself to seconds on dessert). Candy Maggio decorated the blackboards during recess, happy that Beaver took such an interest in developing artistic talent. As far as legislation was concerned, we did solve such worldshaking problems as who should empty the wastebaskets and who should water the flowers. Our greatest accomplishment was setting up a point system, which didn't appeal to us, but we thought it would be of great value to the next class. THE SENIOR WING TENTH GRADE This year we really advanced, right back to the eight grade homerooms. The Duxbury crowd came in full force with wasp-waist Coffin, I disagree Curtiss, William Faulkner Gardner, pinned Palmer and Wacky Wighman. We mustn't forget the Cambridge beats with Tracy Kepple, (which included most of Harvard) and Wyatt (Urp). Beth Fellows. Martha Lokcr and Sue Heifetz solved the world's love problems in their regular after lunch discussions. This was to no avail because as soon as the weekend had come and gone new problems had inevitably reared their lovely heads. Emily Bancroft insisted at that time that all such problems could and should be solved mathematically. Now she feels differently. Since we had outgrown the sandbox, our emotions had to be released in another way. In class meeting, while Minor issues were being furiously debated, the major issues of the day were being discussed in furtive whispers by Cindy Paulsen, Tammy Carey, and Ann Morrison. These matters of major importance dealt with the usual topic, boys! The strains of Where am I going” (at that point we weren't sure) echoed throughout the school as the class rehearsed Paint Your Wagon. Melinda Fuller returned to Beaver and scored a success as Tracy's father in the production. Cindy Lyman and Carette Young also scored a success by showing their legs in the can can line. The school saved vast amounts of money by providing chaperones as decorations along one wall at the class dance. At another social event, the Andover-Beaver Concert, when the highly unusual meal of ham and raison sauce was served, Ellen Fish made the famous remark. Dig these crazy beans. Intellectual development was furthered in geometry class by the forming of a book club. Sara Crane and Di Goodalc passed around a well-worn copy of “Little Lulu” (the name has been changed to protect the innocent). Sara Robbins was probably asked not to wear her jewelry to class. The geometric shapes on her charm bracelets were far mote interesting than those on the blackboard. ELEVENTH GRADE A new late arrival from Duxbury was Judy Sawyer who, along with Pat Kcvillc, appeared in school one Tuesday morning curiously sunburned. Why didn't they invite us? A very late arrival was Diana Chace, complete with sun glasses and a pile of make-up work. The College Boards which we had been preparing for since the first grade were becoming a reality, sadly enough, and to make matters worse, our lucky friend from Chamber)’, France. Michelle Niedlespacher. did not even have to think about them. Mandy O'Neill arrived, and when told to have a nice week- end”, she did. A comb joined our class bringing along with it Bayard Howard. Eve Epstein, who along with Sue Atkinson, is known for discovering the fountain of youth in chemistry class, arrived and barely lasted from nine to five without her coveted Pall Malls. We all sympathized. Mr. Hodgman left us to our own devices for his trip around the world where he found Toko, who as far as we were concerned, was the best part of his trip. The year progressed. We had our concerts with Governor Dum-mer. Harvard and Exeter at which Judy Preston passed out endless 69

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THE JUNIOR WING SEVENTH In English class we painfully learned an inviolate formula: begin each composition with an introductory sentence and conclude it with a one sentence summary. Thus, true to our teaching, we begin. In this passage we will discuss the events of our seventh grade year. This year our class doubled in size and we were divided into two homerooms. The talents of this new half enlivened our existence. We greeted Paul of the Paint Pot, Athletic Pinkerton and her swinging blues, and Dupcc (or is it Doopy?) and her popular piano. The seventh grade was another year for clubs and, hoping to evade the grim reality (which our new members had only partially dispelled) we formed the fainting club. None of us actually fainted, but Sue Tucker came the closest—she got red in the face and dizzy and staggered most convincingly, engendering envy in unsuccessful bystanders. One of the joys of Mr. Hatch's English class was a weekly lesson in etymology. We were graded not only on our choice of vocabulary but, worse still, on our neatness! Sue Lockwood daily received the highest marks with her neat printing which many attempted, but few achieved. Judy Broggini astounded our adolescent minds by resolving to write a self-illustrated novel. However, as Beaver preyed on her ambitions, she changed her mind and aspired to be a mouseketecr. Oh well, Keats changed his mind about his profession too. Sue Mueller shone in math class and out-added, subtracted and multiplied her fumbling fellow classmates. Mary Ann sat behind her in class to aid and abet her (mostly abet). Math class proved to be Mary Ann's Waterloo. Oh well, there have been many fine people who have failed math—Mrs. Pope for example, and anyway no one can pass out crackers and milk like Mary Ann. GRADE Several months after school had begun, the truant officer caught up with Sue Mcljy and she decided she might just as well follow the crowd to school. But it was all too much for her and she was absent periodically, much to the envy of everyone else. Clothes and boys were ever a burning issue. We discovered that Wendy I.utkins had reached unheard of heights of maturity in the possession of her very own clothes allowance. She later confessed that she never bought pajamas or socks anymore, but preferred to spend her riches on such things as Lanz dresses and heels. BOYS—oh yes! Who could forget? Joan Tweedy and Rhoda Hcnkels have joined us from co-ed schools (lucky ones) and bemoaned the lack of targets for their fluttering eyelashes, and feminine wiles. Weightier matters than boys and clothes occupied our minds occasionally. We accomplished great things in class meetings (at the moment we fail to recollect these matters, but we are sure they were great). This was the first year we payed dues, and dues, and dues—25 each month. We notice that there has been significant inflation since, for we now pay 60t Ann Tullis was the collector of this internal revenue and she still is. We staged two dramatic triumphs, a Christmas pageant in which Mary Ladd sang Silent Night in her role as the Virgin Mary, and later in the year we gave a lighter production of Trial by Jury, which Mrs. Tonks patiently directed. True to form we must remember our seventh grade formula, and so in conclusion we state that we have tried to give an unbiased account, concealing no pertinent facts, of life in that year of grace 1954-1955. GRADE EIGHT It seemed that we couldn't keep our feet on solid ground this year, and we were in hot water most of the time. In fact, our theme song was: Don't get me in hot water My face gets awful red 'Cause when I get in trouble I'm spanked and sent to bed. Various fishy personalities were represented in the un- derwater domains of our original play Coral Reef Capers. We gave a WHALE of a performance and only regretted that our authentic Fishes (Vicki and Ellen) came a year too late. Jane O'Neil played the part of a sea horse, the Cassanova of the coral reef, and Melinda Fuller played the blackguard of the chain gang. Meanwhile, Diana Horn sat in the wings knitting a seven foot sweater and waited for the ships to come in. Overheard in Danish gym class: Gay El well: Perry, how did you ever . . . Perry Bagg: It's a simple matter of persistence. We must, we must ... If you don't believe me, ask Rupert. As-always, getting accustomed to school was a difficult process. Toni Caldwell for example, never got used to the fact that there were parking lots instead of hitching posts in front of Beaver. Wendy Wakeman too, was frustrated in her attempt to conduct a varsity sailing regatta in the swimming pool. This year we all coveted sophistication and threw away our Mary Janes and smocked dresses. Instead, the standard outfit consisted of loafers, knee socks, straight skirts. Shetland sweaters, button-down shirts, and pony tails for the former pig-tail crowd. Oh, that was a year of rugged individualism! Diana Horn and Marcia Norcrost enjoying an eighth grade dance. The chain Kang in Coral Reef Capers

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fit A Wendy V. Corny V Patty Lynne TSX I • • r Melinda Wendy fs « Ellen Diana Marcia Edith rounds of music. In the front row of the soprano section there were always those who tried to capture the attention of the male participants by winking, smiling seductively, or even just using the old line—' Haven’t I seen you somewhere before? Right, Beth? Sue Heifetz was adept at drawing Nebbishes on the black board. Does it seem coincidental that each time she drew a Nebbish, one of us received a long awaited letter? These long awaited letters were frequently discussed at slumber parties which were the fad in the eleventh grade. Staying up all night was fun, but smearing Fuller's Earth in a white mass all over our faces and peroxiding our hair was even more fun. Clare Barbie