Boody Junior High School - Beacon Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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REPORTERS THE BOODY BEACON JUNE 1940 PUBLISHED EVERY TERM BY THE STUDENTS OF DAVID A. BOODY JUNIOR HIGH scHooL EDWARD J. KEHOE, Principal Assistants to Principal ROYAL S. SMELTZER DAVID GLADSTONE ALICE RODEN FREDERIC ERNST, Associate Superintendent, Junior High School Division JACOB THEOBALD, Assistant Superintendent, Junior High School Division MARY A. KENNEDY, Assistant Superintendent, Junior High School Division GEORGE L. HENTZ, Assistant Superintendent 0 EDITORIAL STAFF Harold Trachtenberg, Editor-in-Chief Florence Resnick, Morton Kunstler, Sylvia Goldsmith, Irma Rubin, Charlotte Florence Resnick, Morton Kunstler, Sylvia Goldsmith, Irma Rubin, Charlotte Kantrowitz, Assistant Editors Morton Kunstler Harriet Silverman Sidney Held Roma Commarata Lucille Giorra Alvin Silver Gloria Duhov Beverly Kushkin Mildred Trachtenberg Robert Rothschild Renee Bernowitz Rita Kohn Marilyn Plakka Gerald Druckerman Harold Greenberg Louisa Halporn Joseph Miracco Sylvia Tomaselli Irma Witlin John Carletto Frank Zaita Irma Rulun Martin Kurtz Howard Rosenbluth Marvin Weinberger Amedia Forzano Anthony De Santis Irene Nires Joseph Nartilla Christine Di Bartola Frank Barone Frank Colamasia Alvin Bernstein Arthur Capilli Harold Chiat Kenneth Cohen Carmelo Chirico Frances Fallick Ruth Donowitz Seymour Getzoff Rosina Giordano Melvin Goldberg Morton Grobman Theresa La Mantia Anna Leonti Joseph Marano Alice Mekler Helen Rotgerberg Bertha Lenchiner Fred Ruderman Bernard Sanzone Claire Green Helen Di Marco Marie Shepis Theodore Sinitsky Harold Shalik Marie Schiralli Charles Tesser Evelyn Viole Leonard Wilner Selma Wodowsky Arnold Weissler FACULTY ADVISERS Isabel Rosowsky Albert Tolins .... I.. ...I .. .. ... ii... . ii. I. . Mi. .. . I 4.1 I. .I .. I I. . A DEDICATIGN -.- -.-1 -. I V I iw- I I .. .nv I v WHY I SHOULD BE LOYAL TO THE UNITED STATES I should be loyal to the United States because this is my native land, the land where I may write and speak my mind, worship as I please, vote and hold office despite my race, creed or station in life. Each and everyone of us should be thankful to live in a land where everyone may salute the flag, and to be governed by a democracy rather than by force. We should all be thankful to live in a nation where one is not persecuted, and where opportunity is given to enjoy the many privileges that are now unheard of in European countries. I am glad to live in America where I realize that my ambitions are pos- sible in my native land. Liberty, the word that means so much to the American people, permits us to live our lives as we see fit, just as long as we keep with- in the laws. We Americans live in a land where the future seems bright and hopeful, rather than dark and hopeless. We all may en- joy free means of education, and develop what talents we possess, and grow into strong, happy, intelligent citizens of the United States. I am proud to live in a land where I am happy and free. Laura Lafata, 9A2 0 A DEDICATION TO BOODY Let the trumpets be sounded, And the banners be unfurled, Here's our happy birthday greeting To the best school in the world. Theodore Sinitsky, RIBI 0 TEN YEARS OF EXISTENCE Boody Junior High School standing ten whole years, Bringing joy to many hearts and very seldom tears. The kind strong hand that guided us all the way, Brought our dear school to what it is today. Boody, my Boody, always lending a helping hand, And so congratulations to the best school in the land. Zenith Ruden, RBI V. . I u I ,, V V 2 l... I. ...i.....i........ ...i........i..i..i....I......i.i.... ...nn .- TO BOODY I..-. . -If -v I .-nu-..v I .-I uv -vv - 1 BOODY Ten years of progress and fame, Boody has reached its birthday again. We all strive on to do our best, To make Boody beat the rest. Ruth Donowitz, 8A3 A DEDICATION TO BOODY JUNIOR HIGH AND ITS PRINCIPAL Mr. Kehoe, we congratulate you and your school, And hope you will be principal for many years to come. When we mention the name Boody Junior High, We are not ashamed, but proud to bear its name. SALUTE TO BOODY Dashing to the top, Arthur Abrams, RBI With a striving eager hop. Working all the day, Singing all the way. Heading for the best, ' Passing every test, Let us all now try to show That Boody is the best. To Boody dear, our Boody We will all be true, And fight our way, fight e In each and every way. dear och day, Oh, Boody dear, our Boody dear We will see you through, And each day we will say That we are proud of you. Elmer Cohen, RA2 m4 WITH THE STGRY-TELLERS April 6, l940 T964 Ocean Parkway Brooklyn, New York Dear Jack, I thought that l'd send you this journal of the most astounding thing that ever happened in my life. The record is a description of my experiences on this visit. One day I was walking in the country when I saw a fisherman's net attached to the shore and hanging in the water of a little brook. I mischievously decided to take whatever fish I might find and set them free. As I drew closer, however, I saw that the net was shining gold. I picked it up in amazement, and then l was even more amazed to find myself floating gently through the air. I looked up and saw the net like a balloon, carrying me far away. After overcoming my fear, I started to enjoy myself on this strange journey through the heavens. Suddenly I saw a solid cloud floating high above all the rest. As I drew nearer, I saw it was a planet. I didn't have much time to think after that, because I found myself sitting on a pile of sand near a blue ocean. There was something very strange about this place. Everything was bathed in a golden mist, the very sand I sat on was bright yellow. The atmosphere was very peaceful. Not a sound broke the stillness except the beautiful music of some strange instruments playing very faintly. After sitting there a little while, I saw a glitter- ing ball floating toward me which grew brighter and more dazzling as it approached. It drew up to me and dissolved. There standing before me were three little men. They stood and stared at me. Fin- ally they formed in a long line, looking exactly like a chain of gold, and marched off. I didn't want to be left alone again, so I followed them. They walked along a while and then suddenly stopped. In front of me was a little house made of yellow glass. There was no door to this strange building, Iwhich looked like a snowball with a flat bottoml but high up on the perfectly smooth walls was a round hole, large enough for me to fit through. "Now, what shall I do?" I said to myself, staring perplexedly at the house. The little men seemed to have guessed my thoughts, for the first 4 one leaned against the wall, the second stood on the first's shoulders and so on until they made a ladder up to the hole. I was evidently expected to climb up, which I reluctantly did. When I arrived at the hole, the little men dropped and left me hanging there. I looked down and saw a long, glass chute padded with cushions. Softly and gent- ly I slid down. At the end I shot across a polished glass floor. I climbed up a little bit, when a voice stopped me. "Who are you?" it asked. I looked about in astonishment, but could see nothing. "No matter," the voice continued, "would you like to see our coun- try?" "Yes," I eagerly assented. "But who will show it to me, and how will I get out of this house?" A door opened suddenly at the side of the wall. "Gol" said the voice. "Outside you will find your guide." I went outside and found some more little men waiting for me. Off we went at a brisk pace. In my hand I had a notebook and pen- cil with which to write down any scientific data I could. We passed through green fields in which shepherdesses were herding the sheep. We came to houses like the one I had seen, only smaller. Finally we came to a big open space in which yellow-clad men, women, boys, and girls were busily and happily working. I stopped one man who seemed to be a leader and started to speak to him. "What sort of country is this?" I asked. He replied, "Well, you see, a long time ago your earth became crowded with mortals. Some of them were very kind to us, but most of them were careless and cruel. One day we held a council and de- cided to find another place to live. We searched a long time and finally found this planet and came here to live. Our country is un- officially called, 'The Land of Sunny and Happy Hearts' by us who live here. Everyone is bright and happy because we all have plenty of work and' play to keep us busy. Instead of a king we have a Friend, who helps and guides us. He is so good that he has become almost as pure as light itself. People rarely see him. When they do, he ap- pears to be almost transparent." When the man had finished, I started to write facts about the planet and its inhabitants. "Tell me,"' I said, "what causes the yellow mist about this planet?" The same man answered, "In this country no one ever dies. Our souls become so pure that finally we turn into golden light and watch 5 over the people. Our golden mist corresponds to your angels on earth." After thanking the man for his information, I continued to write in my notebook. Suddenly, the music mentioned before, rose to a loud crescendo and a sweet voice was heard to say, "Come stranger, if you want to leave our planet." In front of me was a long, golden stairway. At the top was a golden net like the one I had come up in. I mounted the steps, took hold of the net and floated downward towards the earth. Down, down, down. Gently I landed next to the same stream I had started from. The net had disappeared. When I ran home and told my parents of my adventure, lwhich I discovered lasted only two hoursl, they didn't believe me. I don't suppose you will either, but I wanted to tell you about this strange visit because I knew you would read my letter through to the end-if only for the sake of a good story. Your friend, Bobby Salisberg Marilyn Rosen, RCI O MOVIES ON A SATURDAY I lay down my I5 cents on the counter of the booth. "One," I say automatically. The smiling young miss behind the glass booth hands me my ticket. After I have handed my ticket to the collector, I enter the darkened theater. "Follow mel" snaps the matron. Obediently I follow. "There's a seat," she growls. "But it's so near," I protest, with a backward glance at the empty seats in the adult section. "lt's fifteen rows," barks the matron. "But my eyes are weak." The matron looks at me unbelievingly. "Take it, or leave it." "WeIl, can't I stand?" IINOIII "Oh, all right." I say, "thank you," rather saucily, and sit down. But all I can hear is, "It's a cinch, Tracy jumps out. Now he'II cIimb." Thereupon the young gentlemen in front of me become involved in a heated debate lconcerning a chapter shown beforel in which many .-I . , I ' 6 outsiders take part. To ask them to stop is useless-I know from ex- perience, and so I grin and bear it. I grin so as to keep up my spirits. My eyes are on the screen, I realize it's the strong scene of the picture. Straining my ears, I try to Iisten but in vain. In the adult section handkerchiefs are stopping tears. But the 'tears' in front of me are still going strong. Time passes. I hear nothing, and soon the picture is over. The angels in front of me have decided to stay once more. Although I hear this time, I cannot enjoy the picture because I am kept in- formed about "the part after this," thanks to those awful children. Due to this fact, I don't have a very pleasant time. Soon everyone is laughing and the picture is over. I leave before the end, with a firm resolution not to come next Saturday, and can you blame me? Rita Dobzinsky, RBI. C DISPUTED GAME He was handsome, well built, and very intellectual. Jim Marvin was a 20-year-old student of Harding University. Marjory Hastings, daughter of the college dean, was strolling on the campus one night, when Jim suddenly bumped into her. "Ohl I beg your pardon," he said, in a slow, low tone that caused Marjory's heart to skip a beat. "That's quite all right," answered the girl. Jim immediately felt that he ought to get acquainted with her. She was a sweet, blonde-haired miss, her azure eyes shining like the stars above. This was indeed love at first sight. Jim's brain was trying to find a way to introduce himself to this wonderful girl. His body was cold with perspiration. No, he hadn't the nerve. Would he meet her again? He must wait for another time. Unknown to both Jim and Marjory, the latter had dropped her purse during the confusion. A few minutes later, Jim, still in the same spot of the very brief meeting, suddenly sighted it. What must he do now? The girl was out of sight. Why not open the bag and find out if there was an address? Yes, indeed. The Dean's address. Could this be the Dean's daughter? Within twenty minutes, Jim was at the door of the Dean's home. He knocked, somewhat frightened, or nervous-or was it love? He trembled at the thought of the latter. A colored servant opened the door and let him in. "Who do yo' all wish to see, suh?" asked the servant. . - . 7 "Er-er- I- I mean -er- you see, I, no she-no we both were walking along the campus when I bumped into her. Very clumsy of me, don't you think?" He forced a laugh that seemed to come from the morgue. "Who is her, suh? What is yo' all talkin' about?" asked the puz- zled servant. lt occurred to Jim for the first time that he had forgotten to read the name above the address in the purse. He opened the purse and showed the card to the maid. "Oh, yo' mean Miss Marj'," said the maid. "She ain't come back yit." The Dean' wasn't in either, so Jim chose to wait. Ten minutes later he heard the maid say, "There's someone to see yo' Miss Marj'." The girl was surprised to see Jim. Her eyes sparkled as she stared at him, adding to Jim's admiration of the girl. "Why, hello," said the girl, addressing Jim. "Hello, Miss Hastings," answered Jim. "You must have dropped this when we collided tonight on the campus." The girl was amused at Jim's uneasiness. "Oh, thank you," she said sweetly. "How can l ever repay you?" Here was the chance Jim was waiting for. "Well," he said, "l- er- er- would like to take you to the Phi Delta Fraternity dance tonight. That is, if you have nothing else to do." "Thanks, very much, er- I didn't quite get your name, Mister-" "Marvin, Jim Marvin," responded Jim. "Well, l'm sorry, Mister Marvin, but Bob Larsen is taking 'me out tonight," continued Marjory, somewhat disappointed. A new voice suddenly interrupted the two excited people, saying, "Yeh, she's going with me. Wanna make somethin' out of it?" It was Bob Larsen. Marjory was angry at the sudden and rude intrusion. "Why, Bob- by," she said, "how could you be so vulgar. Oh! I wouldn't go with you now for anything. Get outI" Bob looked at Marjory with an air of surprise, and then rather angrily said, "Why, you little-" He could not finish. Jim lashed out with both fists flying. He connected most of the time, and finally landed one on Bob's jaw. Down went Bob. He slowly arose from the floor a moment later, and started for the door. "Can you imagine," he started. "A girl like that taking such a punk in favor of me, the greatest football half- back of State University. l'll get you for this, l'll get you!" With I 8 these fiery words, he went out the door, slamming it behind him. Here was a rival Jim wasn't going to like, although they were not of the same school. lt so happened that Jim was half-back of Hard- ing University, and these two schools were to clash on the opening day of the football season, now very near. With these thoughts in mind, Jim was in for a lot of trouble. ll At the Phi Delta dance that night, Jim and Marjory were having a grand time together dancing, dining, talking. In the middle of the next dance, Jim and Marjory strode to the open door which led to the balcony. They looked wonderful standing there - just the two of them, heads together, each whispering words that thrilled the other. Suddenly Jim said, "Marj, l must tell you something." "Yes, Jim," answered the girl. "Well, er-I-I love you!" "Why, Jim," exclaimed the girl in a surprised voice. "l'm sorry, Marjorie, but I,-well, -er, l mean, -er, gee, l had to say it Marj. l've loved you from the first moment l saw you." As he said this, he moved closer to Marjorie. "Oh Jim. I was waiting for you to say that all night. I love you too, Jim." The girl's voice made the stars above twinkle even bright- er. The moon and the stars in the sky smiled down on a boy and a girl. For that moment the world was all theirs. lll ln the meantime, Bob Larsen, a very angry and determined fellow, was talking to a girl. "Barbara, you go to this school. Use your tac- tics, but no matter how you do it, get Jim Marvin away from my GlRL." He emphasized the last two words. The next afternoon Jim was coming out of the Physiology class when he was accosted by a beautiful, black-haired girl, the dangerous Barbara. She would start her scheme right now. She passed Jim and let her books fall. Jim, unsuspecting of the trouble he was getting into, stooped down and picked them up. Barbara's eyes flashed into his, but instead of feeling the grand effect that Marjorie had given him, Jim felt an uneasiness grip him. "Oh, thank you, big boy,' said the girl, "thank you very much." Oh, oh, thought Jim. One girl yesterday, another today. That was bad. The girl continued, "Would you care to walk me to my house? I live just a few blocks from the school." "Well-" started Jim, but before he could finish, the girl put her arm in his, and in a second they were walking together. Jim, gentle- man that he was, took her books and carried them with his. As they neared the girl's home, Jim noticed Marjory's house around the cor- ner. Barbara also noticed this, and gripped his arm tighter than be- fore. As they passed the house, Jim almost bowled over when he saw Marjory coming from the gate. 'I think I had better be going now," he stammered. Just then Marjory saw them. Barbara saw this and took out a handkerchief and faked that she was crying. "Boo-hoo. You do not like little Bobbie." With these words, she put her head on Jim's shoulder and started weeping. Poor Jim. He didn't know what to do. Barbara saw she had done her part, and suddenly she said, "You do not like Bobbie! I don't like you. Good-bye.." She smiled to herself and left Jim there alone. He walked over to Marjory and said, "Marj, I don't even know the girl. You must believe me." He looked at Marjory, who gazed past him with her nose pointed high. She looked even prettier like that. It made him love her more. She started to walk down the street at a quick pace. Jim had to run to get up to her. "Marj, listen to me," he pleaded. Fire came into Marjory's eyes. "You, you, you flirt. Don't you dare speak to me again for as long as you live. Go with your little Bobbie, go ahead." Tears rolled down her pretty face as she finished speaking. "And don't you call me anything but Miss Hastings, Mr. Marvin." "But Marj, you don't understand." Jim's tone was imploring. "Call me that again, will you?" With these words, Marjory slapped Jim and ran down the street. Jim was a very dejected fellow, standing there without Marjory. How could this happen to him while he was so happy? Yes, Jim walked home very sadly that night-a night of complete joy and success to Bob Larsen. Jim never dreamed of getting revenge very soon on the fellow who caused all this. IV It was Sunday. This was the starting day of the football season for Harding University. Its first opponent was State College. Hard- ing Stadium was a colorful one that day, banners flying, cheer-leaders inspiring the immense crowd which had gathered at the Stadium. These anxious people were certain of seeing a wonderfulgame from start to the final boom of the gun. They were expecting something else too. The story of Jim's affair with Marjory and of Bob's win- I0 ning of the girl had somehow reached everyone's ears. Jim knew this and made a very poor showing at practice. The coach had not put Jim in the starting lineup because of his bungling plays that morning. A tremendous cheer rent the air as the Harding eleven, clad in orange-red jerseys and blue helmets, trotted onto the field. The coin was tossed and State chose to receive. As the lineup was announced, the crowd was surprised when they didn't hear Jim's name mentioned for half-back. Harry Vail was in that position in Jim's place. The crowd's disappointment was short- lived,.for Harding kicked the pigskin. A thud was heard. Twenty- two colorful youths ran across the field. The game was onl Jim was sitting on the bench with his face in his hands, looking pleadingly at the coach. Would he be put into the game? The lack of Jim's powerful broken field running was beginning to show. Neither team had scored as yet. Vail had made a few gains and Harding was twice in State's territory, only to be driven back by the latter. The crowd noticed two sparkling players that afternoon, Vail of Harding and Bob Larsen of State. These two boys were playing a wonderful game, but not as the crowd was expecting to see when Jim Marvin met Bob Larsen. They yearned to see that DISPUTED GAME! The half was over, and the score was deadlocked at nothing to nothing. ln the third quarter, State started its rampage for a touchdown. Joe Cardona carried the ball for eighteen yeards on the first play. State's athletes, inspired by that wonderful backing and blocking, looked very determined. Something seemed lacking in Harding's backfield. The second play was stopped cold by Vail as he surprised the State ball carrier with a flying tackle. The ball was snapped to Bob Larsen. He tucked the ball under his arm and tore down the field preceded by two efficient blockers. As he neared Harding's goal, Vail appeared on the scene. But this time, his tackle did not click. Bob sidestepped beautifully and Vail hit the ground with a sickening thud. The field was clear now, and Bob trotted over the goal line for the first touch- down of the game. Tumultuous applause from the crowd followed this spectacular run. But suddenly the crowd and the players noticed that one man had failed to rise from the ground. lt was Vail. The team physician rushed from the bench to the outstreched Vail and carried him away after informing the Harding coach that Vail was through for the day. Time was called. As the third quarter ended, Harding's coach pointed to Jim and said, "Get in there for Vail and let's see you rock 'em off the earth." The crowd roared as Jim Marvin adjusted his helmet and trotted up to the referee. He handed him a slip and v . Y ll said, "Marvin for Vail." His teammates clapped him on the back and said, "Attaboy Jim. Let's give it to 'em." lt was the last quarter. The kick for the extra point had been good and the score was 7 - 0, favor of State. lt was State's ball again on their own twenty-five yard line. The State eleven came out of their huddle and snapped the ball back to Cardona. Cardona started around end with Larsen beside him. As a Harding man tackled Cardona, he lateraled the ball to Larsen and Bob was off again. This time he had no interference with him. The only man in his way now was Jim Marvin. A streak of yellow passed through Bob's heart as he neared Jim. That was it. He was afraid. He sidestepped as he did to Vail, hoping for the same result. But Jim had not been fooled. As Bob sidestepped, he threw himself to the right and his arms met Bob's knees, and Bob was stopped on the l0-yard line. As the two rivals arose from the ground, Bob said, "Neat little girl l got myself, eh, chump? Barbara sure played you for a sucker." Jim was fiery mad. He wanted to spring at Bob. "Why you-" But just then Jim's arms were held back by his teammates and Bob walked to his team's huddle, with a sneer on his face. The Harding quarterback had seen Jim trying to hit Bob and had a strategic thought. Jim would carry that ball like lightning to get revenge, so he wisely waited for their turn to receive. It came soon, for the next three State plays were not successful and it was Harding's ball on their own l0-yard line. The quarterback called Jim's play around end, and Jim took the ball like a flash. He cut and sidestepped like a ball of fire. He sped along the field: 50, 60, 70, 80, and l0 more to go for a touchdown. The crowd was at last seeing what it had ex- pected, for now Bob was between Jim and the goal. Jim was red with anger, He ran straight for Bob, brought down his arm, and his palm went flush into Bob's face. Jim stepped over the goal for a touch- down. Bob slowly got up. He felt very much humiliated. The spec- tators laughed. The kick for extra point was not good and the score was now 7 - 6, because of Jim's 90-yard run. They finished their receiving without further tally. There was one minute to go. Again Cardona of State took the ball. This was the last play. As Cardona ran down the field, there came a boom sig- nifying the game was over after this play was completed. Then Car- dona encountered Jim in midfield, the latter asked for the ball, saying that the game was over for the gun had sounded. Cardona said, "Oh," and calmly handed Jim the ball. Jim smiled and started running down the field, for the play was l2 still in motion. His men saw this and started blocking players from Jim's way, and in a moment Jim was over the goal line for the second and winning touchdown. The kick was good and the final score was Harding l3, State 7. Jim was carried along the field in triumphant victory by his team- mates. But he had something else to attend to. He ran across the field and up to Bob Larsen, who was walking to the club house. He roughly put his hand on Bob's shoulder and turned him around. The crowd suddenly became quiet. They wanted to see this. Marjory, who .happened to be on the field to meet Bob, stood still also. What would happen now? Jim eyed Bob angrily, the gleam in his eye giving Bob the jitters. "So you caused my breaking with Marjory, eh?" asked Jim in a slow tone. Bob was still not daunted by Jim's question. He stood firmly and said, "Sure, and what are you gonna do about it?" Jim took off his helmet and said, "Just this, and this." Biff! Powl Whaml Bob was rolling on the ground with Jim, wrestling and fight- ing to the end, it seemed. Jim grabbed Bob's jersey, and stood him up. Bob's features were badly damaged. He was pleading to be left alone. Jim saw Marjory and called her over. Somehow, she could not snub him any more. She slowly and shyly stalked over to the two tired fellows and Jim said, "Okay, Bob, spill it." Bob nervously answered, "Yeh, yeh, sure. I told Barbara to break you two up. Sure, sure, only let me go. Let me go." Jim angrily released his grip on Bob's jersey and said, "Don't let me see you around Marjory's for as longl as you live." Here he paused. "That is, if Marjory understands now," he imploringly continued. The girl ran to his arms and said, "Oh, Jim, darling, what a fool l've been." As she kissed him, Jim thought he had won a disputed game-and a girl. Aldo Sigismondi, 9B4. O A BACKWARD MIND IN OUR MIDST What causes war? Why do we have exams? Who blew out the flame? l was sitting in the bathtub trying to solve the problems in life. At last it struck mel We place too much value on such common things as money, education, art, recreation and love. Yes, we place too much l3 value on love also! Yet we don't place enough value on such wonder- ful things as war, sickness, crime and laziness. Without laziness where would we be now? Do you know that through plain downright lazi- ness I saved the lives of hundreds of people? It happened like this. I was migrating to the west with a covered wagon troupe. They always called me "Iazy Maggie." That was because I was of less use than Mrs. O'MaIIey's two year old. When they called on someone to do something, I was always the last to volunteer. Whenever some- thing was done wrong, they called it "lazy Maggie's" work. Many's the time they would wonder why they ever allowed me to come along. One day as I was walking slowly along and the last person was a few yards ahead of me, I saw some wild flowers and stooped down to smell them. Just as I was about to take a sniff, I saw some bushes moving. Jumping backward, I saw a red hand and part of a tomahawk and heard many faint footsteps. Running as fast as my trusty feei' could carry me, I at last reached my friends. In an excited voice, and panting hard, I informed them of what I saw and heard. I wasn't any too soon, for just as they formed a barricade, the Indians attacked. We were ready to fight and the Indians were scared away. They be- gan to praise me for being so brave. We had a feast of buffalo meat in honor of me and my laziness that evening. Florence Resnick, RDZ 0 A TEACHER'S ABSENCE One sunny bright morning in April, the children of Westville were hurrying to school, each and every one of them expecting to see Miss Rogers at her usual place behind her desk. With the young and beau- tiful Miss Rogers the little red schoolhouee wasn't such a terrible place to be. But in place of their beloved teacher was another woman whose looks and manner were rather the opposite of sweet Miss Rogers. This teacher, who said her name was Miss Straddy, was stern to the chil- dren. Lessons that day went as usual, but there was a touch of a for- mal feeling in the hearts of all the pupils. At last the recess bell rang. As the girls gathered in the yard, Mary said, "Oh, what a strange teach- er we have." Zenith pouted seriously. "Well, I feel like a little chick that lost its mother." "So do we," echoed everyone. In a while, a warning rang, telling them to get back to school or they might be late. Everyone got in extra early for fear the teacher would report them in Miss Rogers' gray book. I4 During composition lesson, Estelle and Carla, who sat close to each other, were gossiping about Miss Straddy. Estelle said, "Look at those clothes she wears." "Even if she had nice clothes, they wouldn't look good on her fig- ure," said Carla. Suddenly Miss Straddy turned her eyes on them. "Those girls come here," she ordered sternly. "Yes Ma'am," both girls answered at once. "What were you two talking about that's more important than a composition lesson?" demanded Miss Straddy. Estelle, who was more outspoken, said, "We, we-were talking about you." "About me?" asked Miss Straddy. "Yes, ma'am, we were admiring your looks and your clothes," lied Estelle. "A-hem, a-hem, back to your seats girls, and no more of this non- sense. Understand?" The girls giggled behind her back. After school they made a B-line for Miss Rogers' cottage up Sunset Hill around Memory Lane. Rose rang the bell and a colored woman came to the door. "Is Miss Rogers in? Is she sick? How is she?" asked Estelle, all in one breath. "One question at a time, chiIe," said the colored woman. "May we see her?" asked Lawrence, a bright boy in the class. "Sho' as yo' Iivin', chillun. Com'on in. Ah jus' baked some scrump- tious cookies fo' yo' alI." "Who cares about cookies! I want to see Miss Rogers," exclaimed Frederick, who was quite fond of cookies. And there behind a desk Miss Rogers was writing something. Everyone ran to her. "Well, I do declare, this is a surprise," said Miss Rogers, and the sunlight that came in from the window made her look more radiantly beautiful than ever. "Oh, we missed you so today. Why didn't you come to school?" asked Lawrence. Miss Rogers smiled and she unconsciously showed her lovely white teeth. "OhI it's nothing very serious, you see. As I was coming down the steps this morning, I tripped and fell, and my leg was hurt a little, so I could not come," she said. , . nu- . I v 1 I I -.v..-v 1 1 1 . I5 "Yes, but when will you be back?" asked Frederick, who was al- ready munching on cookies. "Tomorrow,of course," she answered. "But this is queer. Why should you miss me. You've had a lovely substitute teacher." "Yes, lovely, but l didn't like her," said Carla bluntly. "You didn't?" "No, I like you a thousand times better, and we can't stay without you, not even for one day." "I am so glad l am a success with children," said Miss Rogers, smil- ing sweetly. "l'll try not to be absent any more when l know l am ap- preciated so." "Three cheers for Miss Rogers," said Frederick, "three cheers for the nicest teacher in the whole world." And so this story ends with three gigantic cheers for Miss Rogers. Carmelo Chirico, RBl O THE GHOST lt was almost midnight. l was walking down a lonely rural road after spending an evening at a neighbor's house, an evening in which we had told ghost stories. With utter disregard for my journey home through the dark, l read aloud 'The Legend of Sleepy Hollow." The young people had gaily derided the existence of ghosts, hobgoblins and the like. l sauntered along, smiling as l recalled the pranks and sallies of the evening. l could hear the screeching of owls in the trees and the occasional scurrying about of small creatures aroused by the sound of my footsteps. The moon, which before had shone so brightly, was now hidden by darkening clouds, but there was enough light to enable me to discern my surroundings. Suddenly, I remembered that l was approaching the giant old cot- ton tree, which for years the old folks in the vicinity had insisted was a rendezvous for ghosts, although no one had ever seen any. ln the midst of these reflections, the village clock in the distance struck mid- night. Nervously l hurried along, as l thought l saw something white move along the branches of a tree. Presently, l became aware of a huge shadow that moved directly across my path. Back and forth it swayed. l could plainly see the outline of a body with outstretched arms and unnaturally long legs. But horror of horrors! there was no head! Ghosts never had heads. l stopped in my tracks, the shadow immediately became motionless. l moved forward again, only to have l6 the shadow do the same. "Playful feIlow," I thought, but at that mo- ment playing tag with a ghost was the last thing in the world I wanted to do. Cold shivers ran up and down my spine as my ghostly com- panion continued to menace my path. I wondered what I ought to do. There was no other way home, and if I returned to my neighbor's house I would be laughed at. Had we not that very evening decided there were no such things as ghosts? While I was thus contemplating, the clouds rolled back and the welcome moon appeared. I took a swift look around preparing to make a run for it, when glancing upward I discovered dangling from the branches, a large white kite, its tails swaying in the breeze, its cross beams protruding at right angles from the body, the whole casting a grotesque shadow before me. I laughed in relief, but I have never been able to admit to my friends that I had been frightened by a kite. Charlotte Kantrowitz, RDI I THE BLUE-RIDGE MOUNTAINS OF VIRGINIA The Blue-Ridge Parkway extends from Virginia through North Caro- lina and into Tennessee. As we ride along, we notice range after range of mountains, waterfalls and tumbling mountain streams, sapphire lakes and forests untouched by human hands. The earthly smell min- gles with the cool, delicious mountain air and a delightful aroma aris- es, healthy and refreshing. Nature's wonders like Lover's Leap, Na- tural Bridge and Chimney Rock stand towering above all. At sunset- the sun like a lantern in the sky shines upon bottomless pools and blue meets rust. We drive away leaving the mountains in body, but our hearts always remain with flowering dogwood in the springtime, and mountain lakes by moonlight. Marilyn Plafker, RC2 C A PERSONAL EXPERIENCE Milly, how did you acquire this log of petrified wood?" my friend, Sue, asked while looking over my collection. "Oh, there is a very interesting story behind that," I replied. "Let me hear it," she begged. "All right." And I commenced my tale. "We were touring the United States in the summer of I937, you know, and at this time we were in the Black Hills viewing the Mt. Rush- more Monument. On the way out, we had to go up a steep hill. The car in front of us stalled and my father's car stalled also trying to ll mm I7 keep in one place. The car rolled back into a ditch and almost turned over. A friendly passerby attempted to tow the car out of the ditch. Meanwhile, we got out and walked about in the woods nearby where l stumbled on this log. So now you have the story, Sue." "But did you get the car out, and was it damaged?" she asked. "No, everything turned out all right and we continued on our way." Mildred Trachtenberg, RCl O OLD WOMAN A frail figure could be seen walking down the aisle of the big church every day. She was an old woman. Like most old ladies, she was dressed in a gown trimmed with flimsy laces. The lines in her face showed the troubled years she had "smiled through." Her slow steps were ones of painful labor. This was because of her age. She was worn and weatherbeaten. She seated herself in one of the front rows. The church was almost empty nowg except for an old woman's treasured memories. It was quiet in here. One had no sense of time. On the outside there was a world of movement and of experience. She had gone through all that. But there had always been a way out of all her troubles. Time was the remedy. Now she could look back and say, "l started from the beginning of the road of life stretched so dimly before meg and have crossed the corners of danger and met people who were friends. l have reached the end of the long, weary road and I can now look back with pride on the distance, traveled without a fal- ter in steps." The loud rush of notes from the organ broke her thread of thoughts. The choir had begun their practice. She must leave now. Slowly she wended her way out. They found her dead at the corner of the church. She had been the victim of a hit-and-run driver. An old woman had crossed her last corner of danger. Rose Palmieri, SBZ O MY PET My pet is a sweet little thing. lt is a canary which we named "Bobby." He is a small singing bird with bright yellow and green plum- age. Also he is a native of the Canary Islands where most canaries are found. I first received this little pet of mine when he was about one year of age. My father bought him from a man who had a great number .. .. .. I I. ..I .. I.. I.. . I .. ...I.. .I I..II I..I .. II III I. II II I III I. I I II. I.II II II I. I III.I .. I I ... IIII. I II .. .. II.. I..II.III.I.I..I ..II..II..II..II..III. I..I ..I.. I..I .. I.. I. II..II.. I. L of these canaries. When we received him, we were very happy. l trained my bird to be playful and friendly, and to this very day he is. My bird's food is the French Bird Seed and also a bone which he can sharpen his teeth on. Sometimes my father or l give him the yolk of an egg or a fresh piece of lettuce. My bird is now nine years old and l wouldn't sell him for any amount of money, because he is too much attached to my parents and myself. l am mighty proud to have such a lovely little bird for my pet, that cheers me up when l am ill by singing me one of his little, sweet songs. ' ' Selma Wodsky, RAl g SUMMER FLIRTATIONJ A -J ,Bangl A large rubber ball came flying through the air, upsetting the gay beach umbrella, and knocking Judy completely over. She was on her feet in an instant, angrily flinging her red-gold curls out of her face. Her blue eyes flashed, as she turned to face the young man who came running up the beach. A - Britt came ,to a stop, tongue-tied, at the sight of her. A white Lastex 'bathing suit moulded her splendid figure and though angry, she was beautiful. "l'm terribly sorry," he began, "l didn't mean--." "Why don't you look where you're throwing your old ball?" Judy cut in. "l was never so--," and she broke off too, for she had sud- denly realized that Britt was very tall and handsome and that she liked the way he was smiling to her. Before she could help herself, she had smiled back and the flirtation had begun. ' Vacation days passed all too quickly for Britt and Judy, for they were very much in love and consequently quite excited. Judy had tear- fully confessed that she would not be able to see him anymore, as she would have to return to Vassar and Britt had grumbled that he was due on the Harvard campus in a few days. So they parted. Two cards lay on the desk of the .registrar of the night classes at Eron Preparatory School. 0ne read "Judy French-salesgirl," the other, "Britt Manson--shipping clerk." Judy rushed into the classroom that night and took her seat., As she looked about she found herself star- ing into Britt's face. She dropped her eyes, blushing painfully. "We're both guilty," he whispered. "Let us forget our summer flir- tation and make it a winter romance." And they did. Charlotte Kantrowitz, RDl 19 20 1. .1 . 1 . .1 1 21 22 v 4 v v n v 1- v v n vw m . 1--Wulqvm.mmfmv-Ipuyuuuup-lynn.luunu. 23 Q. . . Z4 Knocks clncl Boosts of 9Bl Picture on DONALD BERNSTEIN, who talks all day, Really has nothing important to say. STANLEY BLOOM is the boy, I ween,. Who wishes to fly the flying machine. IACOB BROWNSTEIN is a chubby fellowj A sleuth to be, we hope he won't be yellow. With ROBERT DE SARLE I guess it's fate, That he should always come in late. ALFRED DE GERONIMO just goes insane, Trying to explain how to pronounce his name. JOSEPH GIAMBOI, an honor guard is he, But in class if there's a riot, he's sure there to be. HERBERT GINSBERG, known as lefty, ls a good athlete, although not hefty. LEONARD GOLDSTEIN is a happy, freckle-faced ladj But when the Dodgers lose, then he sure is mad. FRED GROSS, as strange as it seems, ls always in the land of dreams. ROBERT HOOG, a Dodger fan is hef A naval engineer he hopes to be. SIDNEY HELD, who wrote these Knocks ond Boosts, wants to be A writer of stories of poems or plays,-one of these three. CHARLES IACOBS, in other subjects may just pass, But when it comes to French, he's at the head of the class. WILLIAM KUHNE, a swell fellow, is a fine guard on the patrol, And ne'er a term goes by, that he isn't on the honor roll. ANTHONY LUCANIA, in sports rates king, Especially in basketball, where he rarely misses the ring. , ANTHONY MARINOS, who at tests just loves to peek, Was recently by his classmates nicknamed Greek. EDWARD MlRABELLA'S compositions one after another, Are agout someone in his family, never in another. CHARLES MOORE, in any one subject does not lead the class, But still in all his subjects he manages to pass. page 20 THOMAS NASEA, who loves dogs, we ore not surprised to say, Wishes to own the largest kennel in the U. S. A. HAROLD NUSSBAUM, who never opens his mouth while in school, May not be a wizard in other subjects, but in Algebra he's no fool. HERBERT PARIS, 0 tiny boy, ls always filled with thoughts of joy. MICHAEL PERICAS is the clown of 9Bl. He's never very serious, he's always having fun. JOSEPH REIFF, a fine class leader is he, A news commentator hopes to be. IRWIN SANDLER, who is a fine scout, Whenever anything is asked, he'll always shout out. SHELDON SIEGEL, with ja happy grin, There's not a jam that he's not in. BERNARD STURM, who can sing, whistle and hum, Can also beat out a pretty mean drum. MURRAY SWEETMAN, who in our class can draw best, During all his subjects seems to be taking a rest. IOHN VALENTI is a lad who's at least six feet or more, When he gives an oral recitation, we have fun galore. SAVINO VALENTI, a wise-cracking lad, If he doesn't stop soon, in June he might feel sad. SEYMOUR YANKUS, on Boody's patrol, Always practices self-control. EVANGALINE CAMEOLA, a nice lass, ls very popular in our class. ROMA CAMARADA, who's never bold, Giggles at whatever she's told. DORIS COWEN, a pretty lass, ls very good in the drawing class. ELIZABETH DRAGO-we call her Liz, In science will never be a whiz. SYLVIA GOLDSMITH, the girl who wrote our Knocks and Boosts is she, Wants to be a teacher, secretary, reporter, one of these three. 25 CORRINE LIPCHIK gets very red When anything to her is said. NATALIE PEREIRA is very fair, And is always combing her golden hair. NANNETTE RAMER, with hair so fair and of blue, ls the girl for me and you. HELEN REIZES, a serious gal, A friend to some, and someone's pal. NORMA RUCHMAN dresses so well, ls very glad when she hears the bell. eyes MILDRED SALIMONI is very dark, And for dancing has a spark. RAY SIEGEL never utters a peep, But they soy, "Still water runs deep." HARRIET STUTMAN likes to chat, Gets good marks in spite of that. PEARL WEISS knows her work. Doesn't know what it is to shirk. ELSIE WHITE, all the teachers' pet, A sweeter girl you've never met. Knocks and Boosts of 9B2 Picture ANTHONY ASPROMONTE is a quiet lad, He is always happy and never sad. LINO CAFFERA, a fiddler is he, Someday another Spaulding hopes to be. VINCENT CARUSO, an artist is he, Another Da Vinci hopes to be. SALVATORE CAPILLI does his work in motion, But for the girls he shows devotion. PETER COSTANZA, with legs so long, Whenever he gives an answer, he's sel wrong. MAURICE CASTELLANO, with his happy g There's never a jam that he's not in. FRANK FASULA likes to chat, But gets good marks in spite of that. WALTER FERRO, a nice boy is he, At your service he will always be. ARTHUR GERACI, though pretty shy, Will get over it bye and bye. LOUIS KURTZ, a terror is he, In the midst of trouble he will always be FRANK LA PINTA, the clown of the class Always pops out with o timely pass. IOSEPH MARTELLO, a gentleman is he, The teacher's friend he'll always be. VITO MULE He is one is a mild-mannered lad, DOMINICK Some day he'll wear out the parlor rug. LAWRENCE Alyaws has something to talk about. POPINO, who is a good scout, JOSEPH SCANDAGLIA, a fine boy is he, slow dom rin, r of the few that are never bad. PIAZZA is a sharpy jitterbug, More like him there should certainly be. I rr -1.-.In--.in wir' mln...-I OI1 page 20 WILLIAM SPANE, who is a friendly sort, Always jolly and a right good sport. CATHERINE ACCARINO is our class blonde, Of her we are very fond. GRACE CARRARA, with her big brown eyes, She is one that always tries. ANGELA GABRIELE, an angel is she, Wishes she could be as tall as me. LUCILLE GIARRA is very gay, A nice little girl in every way. NANCY GIARRUSSO is every girl's friend, She is always ready to help and defend. LEATRICE GRANITTO, a class prodigy, Knows her work like A, B. C. MILDRED MARINO, who is tall and slim, Is always sure to win a medal in the gym. MARGARET MUSER, a good singer is she, Someday a Florence Nightingale she will be ANNA NICASTRO, so jolly and gay, We ull agree that she's O. K. MARIANNA NOTO, both dark and sweet, Always dresses so nice and neat. CLARA PAPAGNI, an obedient lass, Always obeys the rules of her class. ANTOINETTE REALMUTO, who is cute and pet- ite, ls one in the class who is always neat. ANNA RIVITUSO, rain or shine, You'll find her in school ot a quarter to nine MILDRED RUSSOTTI is a good-natured gal, But boy! you can't find a better pal. GLORIA VICCHY does her work well, She never has to be saved by the bell. I I 1 v-nun-if rr' 26 Knocks ancl Boosts ol 9B3 Picture on page ZI MORTON BLOOM, an Artie Shaw fan, Goes to New York to see his band. HERMAN FRIEDMAN, an earnest iitterbug, We can imagine the look of his parlor rug. JACK GLASSMAN, a singer so fine, Someday on the radio we hope he will shine. WILLIAM LEVINE talks all day, But when called upon has nothing to say. PAUL SCIRI, who Does his dutv without being told. is on the patrol, NORMAN SHAFSKY is very sad, Because in French he is very bad. SEYMOUR WAGNER will someday find Dreaming in class affects one's mind. GERALD NEWMAN, a diligent boy, Knows his studies to the teachers' joy. ANNETTE ALLEN is good and kind, A nicer girl is hard to find. EDYTHE BANOWITCH is the shrimp of the class, But all in all, she is a gay lass. CARMELLIA BENSON, not a noisy lass, But when she's not there, she's missed by the class. RAY BARTZ is on the patrol, " And over the guards she has control. IOSEPHINE BONANNO is a quiet child, Her manner is both meek and mild. FAY DEAHL is the student of the class, And in all her lessons is sure to pass. BERNICE DENNISON is a girl quite tall, To get a report means nothing at all. IRENE DUCKWORTH believes in first impres- sions, She disliked French from the very first lesson. BEATRICE FINKIN may not be the smartest, But someday she will be a very fine artist. HELEN FONTAINE talks like a polly, And when she's reported, says, "OhI GollyI" RUTH FRAIDER, the class baby is she, She always says plenty in E. B. T. MARGARET GORDA is a great athlete, When it comes to sports, she can't be beat. BETTY GARIGI-IANA, who is simple and sweet, Each day attends school looking ever so neat. BEATRICE HOROWITZ is her name, To be a secretary is her aim. RUTH IAEGER, a twin is she, To tell her from her sister is too much for me. SHIRLEY JAEGER, a sister to Ruth, To tell one from the other, you would have to have proof. RUTH KAPLAN is not as quiet as she looks, Nor does she spend much time with books. FREDA LANG comes to school in a rush, When talking, is always ready to blush. SHIRLEY LEVINE, sweet and good, Always behaves as a lady should. ESTHER LEVNER loves to sing all day long, Over the radio we'll hear her song. VICTORIA MASSIMO, a quiet girl is she, Never has to worry about getting "D." MARIE PANICOLA, our class nightingale, Moy the beauty of her voice never fail. ELVIRA PAPAGIN is extremely efficient, In none of her subjects is she deficient. GRACE PESANIE has a splendid disposition, We hope she succeeds in any position. IRENE PFISTER, ever helpful, ever kind, Has a nature you rarely find. ESTELLE PONEMON, so quiet is she, I suppose she makes up for it atter three. ARLENE REISER is a very fine lass, ln French she always leads the cass. GLORIA SCHNALL, a small girl is she, Takes her time at nine, but rushes at three. ANNA SCHUMER, a swingster in mind, Benny Goodman's band-and she thinks he's fine. ROBERTA STARR, a pretty lass, She is the beauty of our class. ADELE SWIRES is always late, I wonder if she's that way for a date. MANYA RATH, a lovely girl is she, With never a fault for us to see. ELIZABETH WHITLEY is nice and neat, In typing she can not be beat. FRANCES WIESENTHAL hasn't a care, Always casts them in the air. THELMA WOLF, who is always in a hurry, Never has a care and seldom has a worry. in--If . 1 I 1. .- H -. U ...I-I V- H.-In ..-ui 27 Knocks ond Boosts of 9B4 Picture on PHOEBE FICARRA, GRACE DI DONATO, CON- CETTA PILATO spent many hours To write these Knocks and Boosts of ours. EUGENE BENVENUTO, an intelligent fellow, Has a disposition that is very mellow. VITO COMPAGNONE, with a bright smile, For it, who wouldn't walk a mile? SALVATORE DURANTE is quite shy, We often have wondered the reason why. JOSEPH MULLE, who is a good sport, Is a gentleman when he gets a report. VINCENT NOTO, who is tall and strong, In E. B. T. he is never wrong. ANTHONY PUSTORINO, a quiet lad, But when Oral Composition comes, he sure gets mad. ALDO SIGISMONDI-how he can singl The notes that flow, only he can bring. EMANUEL ZACCONE, plump and short, Never seems to get a report. TERESA CALA, one of the best, Sets an example to all the rest. AUGUSTA CAMPO, sweet and small, We hope some day will grow quite tall. GRACE DEL VECCHIO, a real killer-diller, Some day would like to dance with Glen Miller. ROSALIE DI CRISTOFOLO, with a nice dispo- sition, Is sure to land a good position. ANN DI SIANO, whom everyone knows, Is liked by all wherever she goes. MARY DI BETTETO is never grieved, When leaving Italian is quite relieved. GRACE DI DONATO, a very attractive lass, ls captain and president of our class. IOSEPHINE DIORIO, who is very fair, Always has a bow tied in her hair. PHOEBE FICARRA has a beautiful camplexiong For a friend she's our selection. ANNA GARGUILO, petite and small, ls one of the sweetest of us all. page 21 REBECCA IANELLA, a popular lass, Is one of the sweetest of the class. Drop a nickel and out comes walking, ANTOINETTE INFANTE, who is always talking. CHRISTINA LAMPASI-if giggles and smiles can keep one alive, Christina would live to one hundred and five. JENNIE MISURACA, a designer to be, Her Paris creations we're sure to see. HELEN MORICCA, who is a honey, Goes around collecting money. MARY ODDO is absent on Mondaysg I guess she goes to sleep late on Sundays. EVELYN OTTAVIANO does her work well, She never need pray to be saved by the bell. ANNA PASSARELLI is like a flower, Growing prettier by the hour. JOSEPHINE PIACENTI, so quiet in class, When it comes to tests, she's sure to pass. I CONCETTA PILATO is a jitterbug, You can easily tell by her parlor rug. ELVIRA PIZZULO, a pleasant lass, We're glad to have her in our class. GRACE PORTO, pretty and fair, Always has pretty curls in her hair. BRIDGET PUGLIESE, with a dark complexion, For a regular gal, she's our selection. JOSEPHINE ROMEO, a tall and slim lass, ls one of the prettiest in our class. ' KATHERINE SCHIFANO, "Miss Vanity Fair," Is always caught combing her hair. FRANCES TERRITO, with eyes so blue, She's a good friend for me and you. VINCENZA TERRELLA, a very good sport, There aren't many of her sort. GRACE TRENTADUE, an Italian wizard is she, Bllt you see, it runs in the family tree. ANNA TRICARICO, pretty and fair, Attracts the boys with her wavy hair. CARMELA VENTRA, too quiet is she, If she'd pop up, a surprise it would be. LENA VESCE, whose complexion is fair, When walking through the hall, all the boys stare. 28 Knocks clncl Boosts ol 9B5 Picture on page 22 IOSEPH BARRECA, who dresses so neat, When making a speech, he can't be beat. ARTHUR TRUGLIO, who is a very nice boy, When seeing a girl, swells with joy. GEORGE FRANZINO, quiet and good, Always acts as a gentleman should. PHILLIP RUSSO, who is on the patrol, Tries very hard to achieve a goal. SALVATORE VIOLA, who talks with his hands, When highly praised, his chest expands. IOSEPH MAGLIOZZO, president of our class, ln his subjects he is sure to pass. THOMAS MAMMANA, our class mortician People will die, he keeps a'wishin'. HOWARD DE FRICKE is loaded with ambition, When he answers a question, there is no com- petition. SIMON MICELLI, a bright young lad, ls always quiet, but never sad. IAMES TORTORICI grins from ear to ear, Smiles at the world and has nothing to fear. VINCENT LAMBROIA, a dreamer is he, When called upon, says, "Woe is me." ROSE LA MONTE, who is not so tall, When it comes to boys, she knows them all. SALVATRICE BONGIORNO has a tongue that keeps going Like a sewing machine, that always keeps sewing. JENNIE LAMANUZZI, with sparkling teeth, ln writing compositions, can't be beat. IDA FAGAN, a blue-eyed blonde, Of Miss Partridge is very fond. ALDA CASTAGNO, who laughs out loud, When it comes to arithmetic, she's up in the clouds. FRANCES VERSAGGI, with lashes so long, Will some day to the theater belong. ANTOINETTE YOVINO, with beautifully set hair, When she gets a report, she gets up in a flare. DEHLIA FILANGERI, who dances savoy, With her dancing partner, is the real McCoy. ANNA SURATO, a secretary to be, Never will be found on the boss's knee. LOUISE PEDONE, with beautiful long tresses, In her work she faithfully progresses. MARGARET MORTILLARO, a most courteous lass, In typing she is sure to pass. ANNA BARBATI, a lover of sports, Will always be found on baseball courts. ELEANOR PANEPINTO, a talkative lass, Has the prettiest blue eyes in our class. TESSIE FILIBERTO will live till she's one hundred and five, If giggles and smiles could keep one alive. SARA LO PlNTO, a swell little gal, ls a friend to everyone and everyone's pal. ELIZABETH VISCARDI, sparkling with glee, Makes her life one continuous spree. IDA PARISI, who's simple and sweet, ls a girl whom you would all like to meet. CONCETTA MELI, a regular girl, In her hair she has many a curl. CLARA ALBANESE, when guilty, looks so quaint, If she didn't talk, she'd probably faint. DOMENICA GERACI, In Italian is head of the class. a clever lass, LEDA CASSERELLA, who just hates to recite, When called upon says, "Oof" and "Gee" and "Gosh, what a fright." JENNY MAROTTA is sure to be there, Whenever there is mischief in the air. IENNIE CANDILIERI, so small and petite, ls always looking very sweet. NANCY MOSCOLA, a figure has she, Someday a model hopes to be. SUSAN MANCUSO, with brown hair and eyes, When the boys see her, they breathe deep sighs. ANTOINETTE CARRUBA, with nose so pug, If you do her a favor, she'll give you a hug. ANNA BUONASERA seldom absent, seldom lateg Now she is a raduate. CATHERINE MARTORI, with light brown hair, Will sometime be a very lucky heir. 29 Knocks clncl Boosts ol 9B6 Picture on page 22 PHILIP BRAUNSTEIN, a broad-shouldered boy, Whenever you see him, he's just full of joy. IOSEPH CARBONE-"Nay," says he, "The Dodgers will win, you'll see." DOMINICK CATALDO, short is he, An aviator hopes to be. FRANK CLEMENTE, a toll boy is he, A chemist he is sure to be. IGNATIUS COSTA, arguing is right in his line, ln athletics, he's also fine. WILLIAM FESTO, who's always smiling, Never thinks of the reports he is piling. WILLIAM FIERSON, a drummer so grand, Someday may play with a well-known band. THOMAS FRASCO, who sits in the back, When he turns around he gets a whack. SEYMOUR GOVENDO, a good student is he, When it comes to sports, he's as bad as can be. GENE IMPERATORE, a Yankee fan, When Di Maggio is up, he says he's no ham. NICHOLAS LOMBARDO, an artist he, When in the drawing room, is as busy as a bee. CARMINE MATARESE, a reporter to be, Soon to write about you and me. ANTHONY MERINGOLO, who has wavy hair, Wherever there's a fight, he is always there. FRANK FANNESE, a perfect picture of slow motion, For his work shows no devotion. ANTHONY PIRAINO, full of pep, When it comes to school work, says, "Aw, heck!" LOUIS PISAPIA, who is not tall, When asked to spell, knows nothing at all. ANTHONY RUELLO, handsome is he, A Iady's man he hopes to be. SALVATORE RUSSO starts out quiet, But at the end of the day, ends up in a riot. There is a noise in the room Who could it be, surely not MICHAEL SI- MONE. KENNETH SOMMER, an athlete rare, Can jump five feet with inches to spare. MARY CAIME, who is simple and sweet, Each day attends school looking ever so neat. MARY CAPUTO, a swingster in mind, No gayer person can we hope to find. CARMELA CARDELLO, a giggler is she, When caught giggling, says, "Who, me?". CONSTANCE CATANZARO, who is very gay, ls nice in every way. THERESA CHRISAFULLI-such a gay lass, Finds it easy in the civics class. ANNA DE MAIO, noisy ond gay, Will never stop joking forever and a day. GLORIA DE RENZIS has a charming disposition, She's bound to succeed in any position. LILLIE GLASER, as quiet as a mouse, I wonder if she's that way in the house. CONCETTA GRAZIANO, the best dresser and neat, ' In athletics is hard to beat. SYLVIA LA MAGNA, the prettiest in our class, ls also a very dependable lass. FLORENCE LONG, with reddish hair, Hopes some day to be a model fair. ANGELINA MALDERELLI, who is quite small, In science she just tops us all. MARY MANSUETTA, pretty and gay, We all agree that she's O. K. MARY PELLEGRINO, quite a temper does she possess, But we all like her, we must confess. GRACE RUSSO is so small, Her one ambition is to be toll. ROSALINE ROBINSON, o singer fair, Moy someday be heard by us over the air. MARGARET VITALE, a quiet girl is she, Never has to worry about a "D." 30 Knocks clncl Boosts ol 9B7 Picture on page 23 JOHN AMORUSO, who has curls, ls a flirt with all the girls. JACK BALAES, with his innocent look, ls never kept out of the section book. MORRIS BATTALICO, always happy, always sweet, A nicer gentleman you'll never meet. JOSEPH BARRA, an aviator to be, Someday will wind up around a tree. DOMINICK CANTASANO, who was shot in the eye, Does his work with a great big sigh. THOMAS CARRIERO is never grieved, When leaving Hygiene, is quite relieved. MORTON COGAN, a sailor to be, I am sure he doesn't know the sea. LOUIS CORRETTO, who is quiet and sweet, ls a boy you'd love to meet. SILVIO DAMATO, when in school has nothing to Say, But when the bell rings, he says "Hooray." SEBASTIAN DE BENEDETTO, a baseball fan, Does his work as best he can. LOUIS DELLE FAVA, a wholesome boy is he, A good electrician he hopes to be. GREGORY FIORE, quiet and good, Always acts as a gentleman should. CLEMENT GAETA, always drawing in some book, When asked a question, gives a faraway look. LOUIS GIOIA can dress spic and span, Although his face is verv tan. LOUIS GUERRIERE is a good lad, We're sure he takes after his dad. ALFONSO LOFFREDO, not a word does he utter, But someday he'll have a girl's heart in a flut- ter. CHARLES MOSCATO, as quiet as he seems, l wonder if he's in the land of dreams. NICHOLAS PECARELLO, our comedian bold, Never stops talking when he is told. SAM PIZZEMENTI, a good sport is he, A good G. O. president is sure to be. TONY PRINCIOTTO is always late, We wonder if he's that way for a date. NICHOLAS CAUIANO, a Glen Miller fan, Goes to New York to see his band. ANNA ALBANESE, whose hair is so black, And intelligence does not lack. ELEANOR BENEFANTE, who's carefree and gay, When she turns on her smile, you've got to obey. IOSEPHINE CREMTO, who's very insistent, When in a fight is very persistent. LUCY DAMBROSIO, with teeth of pearls, ls the captain of our girls. IOSEPHINE DI LORENZO is a pretty lass, ls one of the blondes in our 9B class. ANNIE FERRANTI to school hardly attends, ls quiet and has many friends. HILDA GREGIO, for music is crazy, Someday will be another Congo Maisie. ANNA LEONE, so tall and sweet, ls a girl all the boys do like to meet. LILLIAN MANCUSO, so pretty and neat, Dresses neatly from her head to her feet. ISABEL PASQUALICCHIO, who will rise to fame, Has thirteen letters in her last name. AMELIA PATERNO, a cute little lass, ls one of the quietest in our class. DORA RAZZIANO, a tough girl is she, I-loping someday an operator to be. NINFA RICCABONA, eyes asparkle, hair a curl, A sweet character, a really nice girl. CONCETTA YANELLO, modest and sweet, Always comes to school so dainty and neat. Knocks clncl Boosts of 9B8 Picture on page 23 LOUIS BUONASSERA, our class leader is he, He's always smiling and filled with glee. IOSEPH CICCONE has manners fine, In after life, we're sure he'll shine. ALFRED CIPRIANI is handsome and fair, With a big beautiful wave in his hair. JOHN COMO, who appears very quiet, When teacher's not around, he can start a riot .... . .... . .... ........ .... . ............... ... 3l DANNY CONTEGIACOMO, a gentleman is he, A very fine boy, as you can see. DOMINICK DE ANGELIS, who looks sort of quiet, Will alwavs be found in the midst of a riot. ALFRED DI PINTO, who is fond of sports, Will always give you the latest reports. FRANK FALCONE, with his innocent look, Has many marks in the section book. JOHN FERRARO is happy and gay, ln all his work, he'll make his way. ANTHONY FRIGIANO, a fine boy is he, More like him there really should be. IOHN GRANO, a smile on his face you'll always see, Here is a friend for you and me. PHILLIP KAPLAN is one fine fellow: His disposition is mild and mellow. RUDOLPH LATERZA, a gentleman is he, An embalmer some day he would like to be. IOSEPH LAURA, the class scholar is he, An aviator is what he hopes to be. JOHN LENZI, the lady's man, Is always dressed so spick and span. MATTHEW LOBIANCO has not a care, He casts his troubles into the air. ROBERT MICELI is quiet and fine, Either science or aviation will be his line. JOHN MORANO, wth curly hair, In his school work is pretty fair. MICHAEL OCERA, a handsome lad, When he looks at the section book, he sure gets mad. GINO ORLANDO is quiet and good, Always acts as a fine boy should. SAM PIZZUTO, a talkative lad, Is always good and never bad. LOUIS QUATRONE is on the patrol, And always does what he is told. ALVIN SILVER draws very well, l'm sure all his drawings he could sell. AURORA DE SIANO is quite an athlete, In all her sports, she's hard to beat. ANTOINETTE FASULO dresses so neat, Comes to school dainty and sweet. ANNA GIORDANO is very tall, When walking with her, you feel very small DELORES JUSTINIANO has a long name, We hope it- will bring her to the Hall of Fame MARGARET LACCIARDI, with teeth so white, Comes to school looking sweet and bright. ANNA MATTALIANO, always looking in a look- ing glass, Combs her hair until it suits her at last. ANGELINA NOTARILE, a quiet lass, Is a pest to the girls in the class. THERESA PADAVANO, a girl so sweet, Wins the heart of all she meets. CAROLINE QUADRINO is a merry lass, We're glad to have her in our class. ANTOINETTE SALAMONE is a pal To everyone she is a regular gal. NICOLENA SANDIVASCI is a sport at play, And helpful at work in every way. ROSE STINCONE, a quiet lass, Prefers to stand up in the class. DOROTHY VILLANO, a pretty lass, Is the secretary of the class. THERESA VIOLA is shy and sweet, Blushes at every boy she meets. Knocks oncl Boosts of RDI Picture on page 24 PAUL CUTLER, ous section-book monitor is he, Everyone's friend he tries to be. GERALD DALTON-school for him is all very well, But what he likes best is the three o'cIock bell. DONALD EPSTEIN, in Algebra is a whiz, One of the highest marks is usually his. MARVIN FRANK is very smart, In an argument always takes part. MARVIN GOTTLIEB, a quiet lad is he, Someday a doctor he will be. DARWIN GREEN-that and nothing more, He's here one day, gone four. JEROME KALEKO, "CIucko" for short, Always grim-after a report. MORTON KUNSTLER can draw with the best, But otherwise comes to school to rest. IAMES MANOLAKOS is a Greek, tall and dark Thanks the Lord when he gets a good mark BERNARD NOCELLA is a quiet lad, In his work he is not bad. 32 ROBERT PRESENT is short and thin, There isn't a jam he hasn't been in. HAROLD QUOYOON, a proud Assyrian, Sometimes acts as though in delirium. GEORGE ROSENFELD is a talkative fellow, When we get homework, he's the first to bel- low. HAROLD TRACHTENBERG, in his work there's seldom a flaw, Someday he hopes to practice law. DAVID WEINBERGER is a quiet lad, When we jest with him, he always gets mad. MORTIMER WINTER, a quiet lad is he, Always first to be out at three. GAETY ALBANO someday will find, That napping in classes affects one's mind. RUTH FREED, tall and dark, Never says a mean remark. INEZ GREENBERG for Romeos has a yen, She thinks that she is God's gift to men. IOAN HAAS--when we go to oral comp., loan's face is brightened, But when it comes to Algebra, she sure is froghtened. MIRIAM HALPERN is helpful and sweet, In her subjects she is hard to beat. RHODA HORNICK, Thelma's pal, ls, herself, a lively gal. RSOALIND JORDAN red hair does possess, And we all like her, we must confess. CAROL KAHN, a jolly lass, ls one of the liveliest in our class. CHARLOTTE KANTROWITZ is always talking, About her Algebra she's constantly squawking. RHODA KINSTLER has quite a few curls, You'll always find her "shushing" the girls. IUDITH KURZ, tall and slim, Tackles civics with all her vim. ARLETTE LERNER, to everyone she is a pal, You'll rarely find a nicer gal. SHIRLEY RIBNER, with a sweet smile, Always dresses in excellent style. THELMA ROSENBLATT, a pretty lass, ls one of the most popular in our class. EDITH SCHWARTZ, helpful and neat, ls the kind you'd love to meet. IEAN SILVERS in stature is fairly tall, We wonder if she'll learn French at all. LILLIAN OFFSER-watch her mouth go, Will she ever learn to talk slow? MILLICENT STRAZZULLA, our leader is she, A dress designer she wants to be. FLORENCE ZIMMERMAN is a studious lass, She's one of the cleverest in our class. EDNA ZITREN is full of fun, Will cheer you up when you are glum. Knocks ond Boosts ol RD2 Picture on page 24 ANDREW AGALACO is never quiet, Always has the class in a riot. NORMAN BACHMAN, with a disposition mild, His continuous silence drives us wild. ARTHUR BECKERMAN, a very tall fellow, When he's reported, how he does bellow. MELVIN BERFOND, our Cassanova, When they told keeled over. him he graduated, he just GODFREY DALLEK, a boy with glasses, Wishes he could skip all his Algebra classes. NORMAN DEMNER, an athlete fair, Jumps nine feet with inches to spare. JOSEPH EPSTEIN, for short is called "joe", When the teachers say Homework, he says, uoh !n MILTON GRAF, a lad quite bright, lsn't like the others-he's polite. VINCENT INDOVINO is a big flirt, From all the girls he hears the dirt. VICTOR LIEBMAN, a Chicago Cub player we will see, On the bench he will always be. HOWARD LOKYITCH, a fair sport is he, Doesn't know what he wants to be. HERMAN MOLLINS, a boy full of fun, His face is always as bright as the sun. SAMUEL ROSENBERG, so tall and thin???, Our friendship he will always win. NORMAN ROSENBLATT was never bad, But now he is a talkative lad. MARTIN SAMOLSKY, a Bacteriologist to be, That his future is set, everyone can see. 33 MORTON SMILEY, our class leader is he, "Why does he always pick on me?" CARMELO STARINTINO, a very fine boy, Is his mother's pride and joy. STANLEY WEISZ, with that innocent look, Has a full page in the section book. EGON WERTHAMER, quick and bright, When he talks, is usually right. MARY ABRAHAMS, our future nurse, Don't go to her, or you'lI feel worse. MYRA AGRESS, with a lovable face, For a variety of clothes, wins the race. MARIAN BERGSTEIN, although very small, Her duties rank above all. BLANCHE BOAS acts quite well, Someday may be a Hollywood belle. MARIE CASTELLANO, a quiet lass, Her hand writing's the envy of the class. THELMA FELDMAN, who rates high in Art, Is always ready to do her part. ELAINE HELD, quiet as a mouse, We wish we could see her in the house. MURIEL KAUFMAN, full of laughs, Is the leader of our class. GLORIA MAURI-if giggles and smiles would keep one alive, She would live to one hundred and five. Tl-IERESA MOSCARELLA, who draws very well, When in French, hates the sound of the bell. PENELOPE NEGAS, mischievous as a rabbit, Opening to her section book page is a habit. FLORENCE RESNICK, a Social Service Worker to be, Woould give her right arm for humanity. ANNE RIZZO, a very small gal, Rates high as any one's pal. EUNICE SACKS, small and sweet, Has all the boys flocking around her feet. ROSLYN SANDLER, our class athlete, In basketball she can't be beat. HARRIET SILVERMAN, so smart is she, Never has to be saved by the bell at three, ESTELLE SPINACK, as you will see, ls sweet, polite, in fact, all a girl should be. ANNA MARIE VINCHESSI, with a disposition so sunny, Has the job of collecting our class money. MARILYN YAGODA, a sweet lass, Is one of the prettiest in our class. REV WATER Did anyone ever stop to think About the water that we drink? Some people think it's easy to get, And deem it a nuisance because they get wet. Water is precious, more precious than jewels, And people who waste it are just simply fools. So just think awhile, how careless youfve been. To waste so much water is like committing a sin. Claire Ludwig, RBI WISHING I wish I were a bird with a rainbow wing, So I could fly up into heaven, And hear the angels sing. I wish I were a tree, So birds could build their nest in me. 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And before I knew what happened to me, The tooth was out, with never a cry. 1 Norma Fox, RC2 C LEARNING A FOREIGN LANGUAGE Learning a foreign language often keeps me mum, And after a test I get my marks which make me feel quite dumb The teacher calls on me and asks me to recite, And there I stand so blankly, my mind is dark as night. I stutter and I stammer, and the blood rushes to my head, I only wish he could have called on someone else instead. Then like a bolt of thunder I hear that breath-taking, "WeIlI" Just as I slowly start to speak-there I am saved by the bell. Carmela Chirico, RBI I CARDS lExaggeratedI My father comes home in the night time, Hungry and tired,, feeling crummy. He's had a hard day and he wants to eat, But my mother is playing rummy. He calls her and shouts, "Have you got any food?" She says, "Wait a minute, my dear." 36 But he knows how long her minutes are, So he goes outside and buys some beer. And now you know how life goes on In our house every night. You'd think my fother'd get disgusted, But no, you're far from right. My father comes home in the night time, To get food is his first aim, And when he's finished eating, He goes inside and joins the game. Burton Lehrenbaum, RCI C THE BULL FIGHTER Way back in I89O, in the great town of Cadiz, A man was chosen to fight a bull, Gee Whiz! The day had come, and one o'clock was very nigh, He felt so nervous and afraid that he thought that he would die. He marched into the arena looking oh so proud and big, He felt so happy then and there that he could have danced a jig. The bull came out and charged at him, He didn't know what to do. He shook his cape at the big, bad bull and jumped right out of his shoes. Some of the ladies threw flowers and the bull sat in repose, Because no one knew he was allergic to a rose. Irene Nires, 8B4 0 LEAP YEAR PROPPOSAL My Dear Respected Friend, I send you this your love to stir. 'Tis you I have chosen most of all, On whom to make my Leap Year call. I have given you the foremost' chance, You may freely make advance. Of your heart 'n' hand I make no jest, And hope you grant my fond request, If your love does not decline. In wedlock band do join with mine. You are witty, you are wise. 37 Single? What a pityl Your eyes are like diamonds, Your features fine, God bless you my darling, I wish you were mine. Charlotte Kantrowitz, RDl C FRIENDS There is a breed of people Thet everyone should know. When you're rich, they gather round you, When you're poor, how fast they gol They'll eat your cake and candy, And then they'll ask for more, But if you're poor and go to them, They'll kick you out the door. But there are some who make real pals, Though these are rare indeed, People who help you all they can, When you're a friend in need. Now let's try an experiment To see if you are true. Lend me a quarter? What? You won't? You're not my friend! We're through. Burton Lehrenbaum, RCl C THE COMIC STRIP The Comic Strip, the Comic Strip, Let's through it all just take a trip. I've so many favorites. Shall l name a few, And tell something about them? That l will do. There's "Bringing Up Father," with Maggie and Jiggs, And "Smitty," always thinking up new rigs, And the "Bumpstead Family," Blondie, Dogwood and Dumpling Oh, the Comic Strip, the Comic Strip, For it l'm always jumping. F Gloria Kramer, RA2 0 mm BOODY DOINGS CONSTITUTION CLUB When I entered the room, I found the pupils and Mrs. Rochelle busy at work. The subject naturally is "The Constitution." The pu- pils must know the Constitution thoroughly. Questions were being put to the pupils, such as, "What relation exists between our Presi- dent and our Army and Navy?" The pupils answer eagerly. I should think that any pupil would want to learn to be a better citizen and a better leader. Such is the aim of the Constitution Club. Florence Resnick, DR2 O "CONTEMPORARY VERSE" CLU B The purpose of this club is to acquaint the members with the rich field of modern contemporary verse. Selections from the works of Guiterman, Kipling, Van Dyke, Noyes, Guest, and many others are read at meetings. An attempt is made to understand and develop an appreciation for poetry. Each meeting is devoted to a particular poet. Style of writing and subject matter are considered. It is hoped that each member will be inspired to read and appreciate poetry. Mr. Schwartz is the faculty adviser of the club. Sylvia Tomaselli, 9A3 Q THE GAME CLUB Miss Corry is in charge of the Game Club. The children of this club seem very happy. The teacher gives the children their games. She allows talking during game time. They have all kinds of games: checkers, puzzles, parchesi, games of authors and many others. - Joe Martello, 8B6 I SHEET METAL SHOP AND CLUB Mr. Crosley is the teacher. He is now teaching in an entirely dif- ferent way. This term the boys have to make a drawing of the job before they can actually do it. Other new things he is teaching are different metals and their alloys. The boys make all kinds of knick- nacks such as an ash tray, cone wall vase, house-bank and the spe- cial job of The World's Fair Project. The jobs that are best done nu.-.I-ri.-nv r - - . .. .. V. ..- vnu... . 39 are repainted and put on exhibition at a meeting that the Sheet Metal teachers are having. This shop is very good, as it gives you a knowledge of tools as well as metals. Alvin Silver, 9B8 0 SCIENCE CLUB The Science Club is headed by Mr. Messinger. At the beginning of the meeting the secretary reads the minutes. Then the children see a picture about science. They work out experiments on the pic- ture they saw, by themselves. This is a very interesting club. Joseph Martella, SB4 O STAMP CLUB When I entered the room where the Stamp Club is held, the President, Charles Schwartz, had just called the meeting to order. After the Secretary read the minutes, a talk was held on new issues. I learned that on June 27, I94O, a new Australian stamp will be out. A lesson was then read by Miss Rosenberg, on how to save stamps. Each week a contest is held on who can tell the best story about stamps. This week the prize story was about how money is taken out of Germany by way of rare and valuable stamps. When I had to go, I was sorry to leave such an interesting club as this. V Mildred Trachtenberg, RCI 0 THE TYPEWRITING CLUB The Typewriting Club is conducted by Mr. Backus. When we en- ter the room we sit at our seats and wait for work and if there is any personal work we have to be done, we are allowed to do it. If we haven't any work, Mr. Backus gives us something to do for him. Throughout the entire period every pupil is occupied with some work or other. It is a very interesting and enjoyable period. Joseph Barreca, 9B5 0 GUESS WHO- - He is quite a traveler, having visited all over Europe, Canada, Mexico, Cuba, and the U. S. A. He received his M. A. at Columbia and his B. A. at City Colleege. To the question, "Do you think Ame- rica will be involved in the present European conflict?" he answered, "I'm afraid so, but I hope I'm wrong." He says the girls of Boody have better manners than the boys. His favorite proverb is "lnspira- 40 tion is 99fZp perspiration." His opinion of the Boody Beacon is that it's the finest Junior High School magazine in the city, but of course, his opinion is prejudiced. He said one of the funniest things he saw in Europe was a Belgian speaking English with a Scotch burr. He first got his idea of being a teacher in high school. His favorite sport is wrestling. His hobbies are vigorous exercise and languages. He enjoys German operas, but his favorite aria comes from "La Boheme." To him the most interesting place in Paris is Montmartre Hill, and the most fascinating place in New York City is the Polo Grounds when the 'Giants are winning. Handsomest teacher in Boody, he says, is Mr. Tolins. He refused to answer the question, "Who is the pretti- est teacher?" His favorite actor is Paul Muni and favorite actress is Bette Davis. The best of recent pictures was "Rebecca" His favorite book is Montaigne's "Essays," He is a really fine person and a good teacher with a sense of humor. Sylvia Goldsmith, 9BI I GUESS WHO? First Clue.-He is a teacher with wavy dark hair, a high forehead, nice teeth and a radiant smile. One of the many studious teachers who can't see just why his present class is bad and last term's was good. Second Clue.-He has a characteristic nose, is about 5 feet 7V2 inches, has a nice physique and is one of the well-dressed teachers in the school. He has never given an unfair mark, goes to college by the Sea Beach line. His usual place at hall post is at an up stairscase. Third Clue.-He is a science teacher. Some of our girls think he ought to be in Hollywood. Gloria Dubov, RCI O THE LIFE OF MISS PANDO Miss Pando was born in Brooklyn, New York, and has lived in Brooklyn most of her life. Her secret ambition is to be a pianist. She attended Ursuline Seminary in New Rochelle, and Adelphi College. Her nationality is Irish and Spanish. She worked for five years at the telephone and telegraph company, and has taught in l86, I4O, and 228. She hastraveled in Italy, Spain, Germany, England, Ireland, and Australia. Her hobbies are sewing and gardening. She likes to read and enjoys teaching school. She likes to teach Composition most. Miss Pando hates it when the pupils say, "Oh Yeahl", isn't for the third term, and doesn't know whom she wants for President. After teach- 4I ing, she wants to live in the country. She doesn't like to sleep. She likes parties but doesn't like the movies very much. Miss Pando has seen "Gone With the Wind," but hasn't seen "Grapes of Wrath." Her favorite building is in Italy. The most historical city she thinks, is Rome. She likes good October weather best. Favorite foods are milk and graham crackers. Her favorite dog is Irish terrier. She likes the dog the best. She can ride horseback and likes to. Many people including myself, think she is a very sweet and good teacher. Betty Lilienthal, RA2 C WHAT'S MY NAME? First Clue.-In the beginning of the eighteenth century I was born in Christian County, Kentucky. I was a great American statesman and served in the Indian War. In l835 I married the daughter of Zachary Taylor, and became a cotton planter in Mississippi. In the Mexican War I distinguished myself in the Battle of Monterey where I was wounded but remained in my saddle until the battle ended. From l847 to I850 I was a United States Senator, and from l853 to I857 Secretary of War. What's my name? Second Clue.-On February I8, l86O I ordered General Beaure- gard to bombard Fort Sumter, thereby opening the Civil War. On May 20, l86l, the capital of the Confederacy was changed from Mont- gomery to Richmond, Va. I was blamed by the Southern people for these misfortunes, though I was no more to blame than others. What's my name? Third Clue.-A reward oof SlO0,000 was offered for the capture of me, and I was at last taken by the United States cavalry at Irwins- ville, Ga. In I865 I was imprisoned in Fort Monroe for two years. I was released on bail and in l868 was pardoned by President Johnson. After my release, I visited Europe. I was high-minded about doing what I thought was right. What's my name? Fourth Clue.-When the Southern States seceded, I left the Sen- ate, and the Southern Congress made me president of the Confed- erate States. I died in New Orleans, La., when eighty-one years old. I was hated in the North where I was regarded as a traitor. What's my name? I Gerard Mazurkewiecz, 8B8 42 I prehsglexirii Bari'--if A H nei-1' Vi' ff? Doris ACowan N Wim , n fy' eixx . QA XX it Pggielhc :L Shiga JUS?-FIA' SQIIIOZZD X . ' I Puchoias Lombfdgoldiqiip, maiglc nltgy. l A ' 5 Av'ThuvN X 9 f lx U T"'s"0 Gldlilitdtllig 5 2 XX L 1 UW, ' V f MQST ,Q .. 'a,f 1111!-2',1f54f i 1 I N ,-,. - 1 1 n o 'T o ular L21 - X6-v-I A ' 50 IRG' 01- V y Xfvr-5 ,H -Q Q 4 12: .. - ,Xt bl Q xp iv XS f ,' KH? IIT? TA y Evangel. Q am.olgE2QCMuMQfT'm"F?35ManaA 0 'ff Oni" af ,Xx- , of 43 mmu POEMS-LYRICAL and PHILOSOPHICAL m SPRING BEAUTY The golden-winged butterfly flits through the shining sun, And the dainty little buttercup nods at everyone. There's a breeze in the air, and a hush through the trees, And laughing voices come ringing through the breeze. The trees put forth their tender leaves, And the rainbow in the sky a magic streak weaves. Such is the beauty and glory of Spring, The time when Nature smiles at every living thing. Theodore Sinitsky, RBI C THE FLOWERS I know a place where Roses grow- All in a pretty little row, Daisies and lilies and tulips too. I go picking them just for you. Filomena Ruocco, 7B6 O SPRING Wake upl Wake upl you lazy thing, Pull up the shades, and begin to singl Can't you smell the fragrance of flowers That come with rainbows and April showers? Spring is here, the flowers are blooming, Birds are singing and some are crooning. Wake up! Wake upl you lazy thing, Can't you smell the air of spring? Gloria Steckler, 7BI 0 TWO PORTRAITS Her eyes, how they sparkle, Her dimples so merry, Her lips like a rose, Her cheeks like a cherry. THE OTHER GIRL Her hair quite straight, Her nose quite long, Her character, ah her character, Sweet as a song. THE FIRST GIRL Her eyes, how they flash, Her teeth, how they glitter, Oh, how she does make my heart pitter. Her character, ah her character! 'Tis hard and cruel and mean, But all the boys are still keen. But then, as the years went by, We all began to sigh. For the girl who was not so pretty Became prettier than the prettiest ditty.. And her home was filled with laughter, Forever, and ever after. But the girl on whom beauty had shone, She, yes she, was all alone. Sylvia Goldsmith, 9BI O A DREAM OF YESTERYEAR I wish I were an old fashioned girl, Who would daintily comb each perfect curl, And smooth out wrinkles in elaborate frocks With the regularity of Grandfather Cloocks. And when l'd wear my bonnet made of silk, l'd be wondering what would happen if I lived till today. l'd wonder if I'd want to see it and to stay, Or to live in those dear days of modesty, And family-long aristocracy. Rosemary McVarish, RBI MY IMAGINATION Whenever I go to sleep at night, I see all around a most creepy sight. A goblin, yes, a goblin all dressed in black, And on his shoulder he carries a sock. l rush to the lamp on the table And pull down the chain if l'm able. But it's only my own imagination Which gives me this queer, creepy sensation. Rosalie Badalamenti, AA2 GOODBYE TO BOODY Just as a friend leaves a place he holds dear, ln his voice there's a sigh, ln his eyes there's a tear, Knowing full well it's goodbye and good cheer, That's how we feel about leaving here. Just as we hate the going of Spring, Goodbye to the flowers and the birds that sing, Saying goodbye is no easy thing- That's how we feel about leaving here. When something we love- Has faded away, And dreams to fulfill have all gone astray, Farewell is a word not easy to say. That's how we feel about leaving here. All our hopes and ambitions here came true, To have teachers and friends that are true to you, To have someone to turn to when you're blue. That's how we feel about leaving you. Here love and sincerity was the aim, Where the rich and the poor were treated the same, To our minds you're a school worthy of fame. That's how we feel about leaving here. But alas, Dear Boody, the time is nigh, For us to say a fond goodbye. But you in our memory will never die. That's how l feel about Boody. V Blanche Boas, RD2 mHmW JUST FO R FUN JLLJm SNAPPY CRACKS Joan: l think l'll be a mountain climber in the future Sylvia: If you'll be a mountain climber, there won't be any future Elsie: Chee, Mabel, what's an operetta? Mabel: Silly, it's a girl who works for the telephone company Renee Bernowltz RCZ R I D D L E S NAMES OF AUTHORS lAnswers on page 53l A slang expression. A brighter and smarter one It is worn on the head A worker in precious metals A domestic servant 0 THE TREE GAME lAns The double tree Tree near the sea Languishing tree The tree that holds things Tree that keeps you warm Egyptian plague tree Tree offered in greeting Tree found in some churches Tree used in wet weather Tree used in a bottle Fisherman's tree Tree that belongs to sea Describes pretty girls Emblem of grief Sweetest tree Tree worn in oriental country wers on page 53D Tree used by carpenters for securing straight lines 18. Slang expression of agreement 19. Incorrect way of saying "Look at that!" 20. Appointment 21. Liked by friends 22. Poison tree 23. The canoe tree 24. The dressed-up tree 25. The chewy tree 26. The giving tree I CAKE SALE What kind of cake would be appropriate for each of the following? 1. Geologists 8. ldlers 2. Dairyman 9. Pugilists 3. Sculptors 10. Dynamiters 4. Politicians 11. Invalids 5. Babies 12. Convalescents 6. The Betrothed 13. One who lives on his friends 7. Carpenters 14. Those who sample all too much lAnswers on page 531 0 CLASSROOM BON ERS 1. Teacher in Science Class, after lesson on reproduction: "What would happen if someone would eat all the wheat, fruits, meats, and vegetables in the United States and there was none left?" Child: "They would get fat." 2. Child: "Did you get something for the Current Events lesson?" Friend: "I cut out something on President Roosevelt." Other Friend: "What? His liver or his stomach?" WHAT THE TEACHER "LOVES" TO HEAR Shall I race the boards? Miss S, make Rachel sing. Shall I bring the section book to Miss G? Where's the pass? Ooh! there's ink on the floorl We "gotta" report. 48 mmmm POEMS - SERIOUS wM-M . SAILOR 'Weigh anchor! Let out the sails! This stout ship has weathered many gales. Stand ready there at the low life-rails! Quick to sea, before the wind fails. Irma Rubin, 8Bl 0 WE'LL FIGHT We'Il fight, we'lI fight For liberty's light. We'll fight, we'lI fight, For a free man's right. O, we'll fight, yes we'll fight .Against tpranny and might. Washington, Franklin, and Jefferson Lincoln, Adams, and Madison, To dusk from dawn they're spurring us onl O yes, we'lI fight and fight i N As long as the truth is in sightf We'll keep up the fight forever Against robbery, slander, and murder. We'll fight and be strong Against law by a throng. We'll stand where our fathers stood ln their fight for the good, For in these glorious United States People can hold their own debates. Oh, for America we'Il fight, Every day and every night! Marvin Ain, RAI ' o WE DREAM OF PEACE We dream of peace in this world today, While war is raging not far away, And think of how thankful we shouold be, For between us and war is the deep blue sea. Fred Ruderman, RA2 I PEAC E, NOT WAR Will these frightful wars never cease? Will these people never taste the blessedness of peace? Always to have bloodshed, poverty, and war, Will their doors be closed to peace forevermore? Think of the mothers who patiently Wait at the end of the lane Wondering if their boys Will ever come back again. Oh why don't these money-mad rulers stop to think Of all the suffering they cause, And then change their rule to one of peace and kindness Thus preventing such a terrible loss? Audrey Thaler, 8Bl 0 P E A C E P-eace is a thing of gladness, E-re and after the sadness. A-peaceful nation! C-ould anything be better for creation? E-very white dove stands for peace, beauty and love. Sylvia Goldsmith, 9Bl 0 A SOLDIER A soldier marches by, There is courage in his eye, He scans the tented line, And never gives a warning sign. He thinks upon his doom, O'er his face a shade of gloom He kneels upon the sod And hears the solemn word of God. Arnold Nodiff, 7Bl mmmm THE INQUIRING REPORTER mmmm Our inquiring reporter spent a pleasant afternoon going around the school asking a question most vital to the interests of the stu- dents of Boody. We will give briefly the answers of five intelligent students. The reporter asked: "Should teachers give homework?" Ming-Tog Jones, 7Al?I-Homework? What a silly ideal Teach- ers get red in the face scolding the children whose homework is done wrong. Children get red in the face explaining to the parents who do their homework! Parents get red in the face when they realize they can't do their children's homework. It would save a good deal of wear and tear on the faces of all of us if no homework is given. L. M. Entery, 9Al?l. Who cares if teachers do give homework? lt's no good the way we do it. So what's the use? Give all you want. I don't do it right anyway. Chubby Foote, 7Bl?l. I say teachers by all means should give homework. I believe if you learn I plus I equals 2 in school, why not learn 2 plus 2 equals 5 at home? ln other words, do it right or wrong, but by all means, do your homework. I Arty Fischel, 8Bl?I. No! The teachers know the right answers. Al Bumin, 9Bl?l. No! It takes up too much of my time because I have to play baseball and mind my brother's uncle's sister's brother's baby. Whewl l'm glad that's off my chest. Pearl Buttons, 7Bl?l. No. I don't like homework because I like to listen to the radio, and after that I have no time. I like to stay up late and have fun. With homework, I might stay up late, but I would- n't have fun. 0 VOICE OF THE PUPILS Dear Editor, For years David A. Boody Junior High School has remained with- out a baseball, football, or basketball team. We have in this school boys and girls who are very skillful in outdoor and indoor sports. I think teams should be organized. Yours truly, Joseph Miracco 51 Dear Editor, I think that we ought to have more sports for the girls. Many of the girls would like it. The boys have most of the outdoor games. The girls should have a baseball team just as well as the boys. Another thing is a handball club for the girls and also relay .races. Yours truly, Irma Rubin, 8Bl 0 WALTZ IS KING I don't think there is anything in the tune "A Flat Foot Floogie" that will make me want to get up and dance. But take the beautiful music of Johann Strauss, Victor Herbert or Ludwig Von Beethoven. Those in my opinion are masterpieces. The beautiful swaying rhythm of the "Blue Danube" or the beau- tiful "Tales of the Vienna Woods "" by Johann Strauss are, I think, even to a swing fan, lovely. Or, "Oh, Sweet Mystery of Life" and "A Kiss in the Dark" and numerous other immortal melodies are not to be compared withour modern swing. A conversation I overheard the other day makes me feel stronger on the subject. It ran as follows: V I I . "Hello, Marge." i "HeIlo, Jane." , . Marge: "Do you know any of the swing steps?" A Jane: "No, but l'll find them out from Marie." . Mare: "Do you really like them, I mean the swing dances?" Jane: "To tell the truth no, but who wants to be a wallflower or back number?" g , Marge: "Then it really is a thing of 'monkey see, monkey do'." I think l'll cut the conversation short there. That, I think, proves, my point better than any long essay would. It is the voice of the people. I They want to dance because they feel like dancing, not because everyone is doing this or that dance. I Are we the jungle savages? When these great composers died, they did not die in spirit, for their souls remained in their immortal. masterpieces. If it came to a vote, I would cast mine on the conservative side. Sylvia Goldsmith, 9BI 52 MY IDEA OF A "GOOD" TEACHER A good teacher should excuse children for lateness and not send absentee cards home to parents of absent children, because the chil- dren might be "on the hook." Then she should excuse our reports and give individual compliments to every child every period. She should pass the children in their subjects and never give homework, and make pupils do little or no work in school. At the end of the term she should promote everyone and give a big ice cream and cake party. Cataldo Capristo, 8B2 MY IDEA OF A GOOD PUPIL Thanks, Cataldo, for your thoughts on the ideal teacher. We'd love to be that kind of teacher if we could have this sort of pupil. A pupil who never, never grumbles at the thought of work. A pupil who would also have a good heart. Should he bring an apple for the teach- er, it would never enter his noble mind to eat it up on the way to school. When the ideal pupil takes home his report card, his mother will say, "Ohl" and his father will say, "Ah l" They'll be filled with joy and wonder at the thought that one single child could be so marvelous. Then, Cataldo, when this remarkable pupil grows up he'd become very successful and write a long article in a magazine telling how he owes all his success to dear Miss X or kind Mr. Y, his favorite teacher in Boody. Have we ever had such a pupil? Of course not, but give us a chance. We're still young. , A Teacher . . ANSWERS TO AUTHORS' NAMES ON PAGE 47 l. Dickens 2. Whittier 3. Hood 4. Goldsmith 5. Cook ANSWERS TO TREE GAME ON PAGE 47 l. Pear lO. Cork l9. Cedar 2. Beech ll. Basswood 20. Date 3. Pine l2. Bay 21. Poplar 4, Box l3. Peach ZZ. Hemlock 5, Fir l4. Weeping Willow V' 23. Birch 6. Locust l5. Maple 24- SPYUCE 7. Palm l6. Sandal 25. Gum 8, Elder l7. Plum 26. Christmas Tree 9. Rubber l8. Oak ANSWERS TO CAKE SALE ON PAGE 48 l. Layer Cake 6. Bride's Cake ll. Delicate Cake 2, Cream Cake 7. Plain Cake l2. Sunshine Cake 3. Marble Cake 8.' Loaf Cake l3- 590099 Cflke 9. Pound Cake l4. Stomach ache 4. Plum Cake 5. Patty Cake lO. Raisin Cake HONOR ROLL RDl Donald Epstein Marvin Frank Harold Trachtenberg Ruth Freed Miriam Halpern Florence Zimmerman RDZ Andrew Agalaca Norman Rosenblatt Martin Samolsky Egon Werthamer Blanche Boas Theresa Moscarella Florence Resnick Gloria Mauri Muriel Kaufman Roselyn Sandler Eunice Sacks 9B3 Carmellia Benson Fay Deahl Margaret Gorda Ruth Jaeger Shirley Levine Elvira Papagni Estelle Poneman Arlene Reiser Elizabeth Whitleey 9B4 Emanuel Zaccone Anna Di Siano Phoebe Ficarro Anna Gargiula Evelyn Ottaviono Grace Trentodue 9B5 Anna Barbati Salvatrice Bongiorno Leda Cascadella Domenico Geraci Margaret Mortillaro 986 Sylvia La Magna 987 joseph Barra Sebastian De Benedetto Anna Albanese Eleanor Benefante Josephine Cremata 9B8 john Ferrara Joseph Laura Aurora De Siano Margaret Licciardi Angelina Notarile Caroline Quodrone Antoinette Salamone Dorothy Villano 9A2 Clement Grillo Nicholas Troise Mary Canziani Florence Mancuso Crescenza Mercurio 9A3 Gloria Antoncic Anna lzzo 9A4 Joseph Marco Anna 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Russo 784 joseph Cortese Mario Gagliano Vincent Vicario 755 Mario Accarino Vincent Passarelli Harold Harshkowitz Dorothy Tanza joseph Russo 7B6 John Battaglia Filomena Ruocco 7B8 Mary Ruffino Patsy Lombardi 7Al Salvatore Laria Anthony Latino Paul Miller Carmine Perrone Edward Raia David Schwartz Richard Lashkowitz Rosemary Tricarico 7A2 jay Group Murray Miller Raphaela lacona Sylvia Kasten Emanuella Spirito jean Vastola Margaret Zito 7A3 Maurice Eilen Seymour Gursky Carlo Pascucci Lillian De Stefano 7A4 John Codionni Arthur Leventhal Arthur Saetta Carmela Zelante 7A5 Theodore Pattakas Peter Ruggiero Frank Pillitteri Virginia Gambardella Gladys Schwartz 7A6 joseph Laura Joseph Manazza Michael Tortarella Yolo Clemente Mary Pisani Marvin Ain Abraham Fischler Ben lsquith Joseph Lasala Sandy Orlando Frank Vultaggio Anita Confino Frances Fallick Anita Schoendorf Selma Wodowsky RA2 Elmer Cohen Leon Kaye Stephen Plotkin Anthony Portera Sylvia Bottone Marie Perez Beverly Victorson Marianne Porto ABl Salvatore Girgento George Di Canio ABZ Sylvia Aronson Adeline Sepulveres AA2 Rosalie Badalamenti W N , 1 X, J fi We wish to express our appreciation to the following members of the junior Writer's Club: Cataldo Caprisiti, Beatrice Adamo, Rose Pal- mieri, Arthur Friedman, Sol Chusid, Constance Wasserman, Ellen Berlinger, Margaret Coloceta, Audrey Thaler, Mary Esposito, Gerald Deiner, josephine Russo, Gloria Stecker, Renee Goldman, Estelle Rasenzweig, Gloria Kramer, Carmelo Li- santi, Anna Marino, Frances Cambria, Beverly Fingerhut, Arlene Walowitz, Beverly Berzin, Betty Lilienthal, Sadie Patane, Grace Caputo, Filomena Ruocco, Anita Shavinsky, Elaine Waltzer, jean Laub, Joseph De Feo, Anthony Dell Olio, Gerald Sadowsky, Bernice Eckstein, Natalie Jacobs. 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S. will never be a bore, Compliments of With the earnest workers of Compliments of C0mplll11El'll'S of 8B3 9A3 8 mnmmm Compliments of 9A2 We're leaving the school we've loved so true, We must leave Boody, What can we do? But we'Il go out with the grandest roar, "Three cheers for Boody and old 9B4I" Compliments of 9Al Compliments of 9B3 Boody! Boo dy! We will rem forever, Forget you! ember you RD2 says never. Compliments of 9BZ Compliments of ' RDI Compliments of 9Bl Compliments of 9B8 Compliments of 937 Compliments of 9B6 Compliments of 9B5 For Your Prescriptions Compliments of THE IRVING PHARMACY I. Toporek, Ph. G. CUmberland 6-0040 Compliments of B R O O K L Y N UNION COAL CO., Inc. I85 Montague St. Brooklyn ESplanade 5-4558 Cor. West 5th St. K I N G S FLOOR COVERING 0 BEDDING 326 Kings Highwoy Brooklyn, N. Y. ESplonode 5-62l3 R. Loporchio, Prop. 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