Berkeley Hall School - Yearbook (Beverly Hills, CA)

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SHEIK SHAKESPEAREANS by Kim Austin This year, with the help of Mrs. Dlouhy, the Ninth Grade has studied many interesting and renowned au- thors. We began our studies with Edgar Allan Poe's HTelltale Heart,H HThe Raven,H and HAnnabel Lee.H We found that Poe, besides being a poet and writer, was a critic. We produced the nMikado,H a famous comedy by Gilbert and Sullivan. We, then, came to Shakespeare. We studied HAS You Like Itu and acted out par- ticular parts of the play. Here we discovered our romantic actors. Next we studied Shakespeare's HA Midsummer Night's Dream.n This was a poetic comedy having much to do with fairies and explained many beliefs of past centuries. Homer's Odyssey finished our course. We followed the adventures of Odysseus and learned much of the Greek traditions, ways of life, and beliefs of the gods. This story proved to be exciting as Odysseus met monsters, ghosts of the dead, and traitors to his country. I'm sure it has been an interest- ing year for all of us and one we will never forget. The year has greatly enlarged our sense of litera- ture by taking us from the Greek writer Homer to the modern day Gilbert and Sullivan. PROGRESS OR BEAUTY? by Carol Mau Many years ago, Berkeley Hall's campus looked like a beautiful little English village. There were quaint Shakespearian buildings surrounding a lovely acre of verdant grass. On this oval of green, were only two objects. One was a magnificent fifty year old monkey tree. Nearby a darling birdhouse was filled with fowls of every kind and color. A flock of ducks roamed freely about the oval, admired and petted by all. At different times there were rabbits with pink eyes and ears, and chickens who, to the great delight of Memphis, occasionally laid an egg. On warm days, many French classes were held on this green carpet under the shady tree. These grounds were perfect for the English style of the buildings, and both the buildings and campus complimented each other. Strangers to Berkeley Hall would visit the School and leave, much impressed by the beauty and serenity of the campus. f Now, when one looks at the campus of Berkeley Hall, they see some grass, a wall of chicken wire and a parking lot, full of cars. People remark: HThe twentieth century is here. Everything and everyone must modern- ize and catch up with this progress.H Can't we progress and not lose our 9 beauty. HOW DO I LOVE MY FATHER? I 'How do I love my father? Enumerate the ways: I love him for his stature, strength, and smile, I feel his presence when he is away, I love him for his very words the while He seems provoked at my clumsy manner, For I know that his tenderness is there, To me an ever faithful, shining banner, Proclaiming love that is so staunch and fair. I love him for his firm and guiding hand That guides against the world's material wrong. I love him for a home more sweet than grand, Where life for me is one long tender song. I'll love him through eternity, for his spirit's grace, Locked in my heart and framed,-my father's face. Janalee Meyhaus, Ninth Grade