Bronxville High School - Bronco Yearbook (Bronxville, NY)

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by the atrocious appetites of the male section. Suddenly we realized that the dreaded College Boards were drawing near and the Co-ops were about due. We began to settle down, but per usual, we only began. After eight straight hours of formulas, dates, and idioms, the Seniors were just as glad they couldnlt get into college anyway. The dead-tired inhabitants of B.H.S. Toyland had discovered that life was not just a game after all. We staggered home for a much needed spring vacation. No sooner had each reinvigorated Poupee re- ceived a new coat of spring shellac and become once more involved in his studies than he was faced with the exciting prospect of a May Carni- val on the tennis courts. And what a carnival it proved to be! Colored lights, red and white stripes, Johnny Marshall's band, all contributed to the gala evening and the couples dancing paid no heed to the Tuckahoe and Mt. Vernon on- lookers who stared in fascination. .Vg On the first evening of June, the long awaited Junior-Senior Banquet was given. Even the Jun- iors who had lost many a night's sleep in pre- paration were swept away with the jollity of the occasion-flowers, formals, music, and all. The Juniors really put themselves out and gave a feast in the grandest style. Really a classic af- fair that won't be forgotten for a long time. The spring days grew longer and the B.H.S. toys grew taller. Soon they would leave the shelves that had sheltered them since their baby- doll days. And who knew for what destination each would depart? Some to become soldiers. Some to learn new tricks. Some to inhabit shelves other than these. Would they soon forget the many days spent in Ye Shoppe? their keepers? their companions? Should they travel over every painted ocean, they would still remember the hours which proved that school days are happy days. f Y 1 xii s Page twelve

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clean, the room soon closed down for a rejuven- ating job. On November 16, with packing that would run in close competition with a sardine factory, every member of the school climbed into one car or another and journeyed up to Scarsdale to witness Bronxville's victory over the maroon. That same night, Scarsdale feted the B.H.S. students with the annual dance. A good time was had by all, especially when the moment came for Rick and Du to accept, without seem- ing too eager, the hard-won football trophy. Following a few more days at work, Mr. Taubeneck proffered some interesting relaxation by taking us down to the big city to visit a Buddhist temple. Although we neither under- stood the real workings of said temple nor fully fathomed the meaning behind it, we had a wonderful time and came home feeling a little more intelligent than when we left. Around December 5, a nasty little bug de- cided all by himself that it was time for vaca- tion, so over 60W of the school went home to bed with the flu. Nevertheless, the school pulled through admirably without having to close down at all Qeven though it was emptyj. The Seniors snapped into action at this point and presented their class play, uThe Clutching Claw . Though the streets were laden with snow, the crowds didnit let so small a hindrance stand in their way. The house was full and the play a hit. Soon it was announced that the time had come for the aged Seniors to probe down into their childhood wardrobe lockers in prepara- tion for the Baby Party. December 20 was the big date, and it did our hearts good to be able to jump ropes, play musical chairs, and chant, Where's Sandy Claus? without having peo- ple stare at us as if we were missing something in our well-worn craniums. 'lSandy Claus fMr. Barnesj finally showed up and all the youngsters went into fits of hilarity at their presents: yo- yos, bubble blowers, etc. The party broke up early, as babies need their sleep, and every one went on his way rejoicing-Christmas vacation had finally arrived! When the toys returned from their all too short vacation to pick up a few spare parts at the workshop, they discovered that 'QSnookumsH Penney had been busy while they were gone. There were six newcomers already in their ad- visories and in no time at all, B.H.S. was over- run with G.I.s. If the Senior boys weren't too happy about it, the Senior girls were. In the meantime, repairs on the Rec Room were completed and Betty Lou Bogie, the newly- elected president, reorganized the council. The end of the first semester loomed just ahead of us and everybody was busy preparing for the mid- term exams. No one, however, was working as hard or as continuously as our five mid-year graduates, Ann Giffels, Tom Hodgson, Murray McDonald, Jean Weber, and Roger Wolcott. On the afternoon of the graduation exercises, many a tear was shed-strange enough, there was a question as to whether they were tears of sorrow or tears of envy! A formal dance was held in Gwinn Hall that night, then we all swung back into the school routine once more. With the beginning of the second semester came the all-school production of 'KH.M.S. Pina- forev. For many days we roamed through the halls gazing languidly at signs that read, Q'Scott,s a corker as Captain Corcoran , Don't miss the boatn, Pinafore to Weigh anchor soonn. Then before we knew it, it was February 8, and the operetta was smashing all previous records made by high-school productions. In the middle of February, Taubie revealed the varied talents of his prodigies by staging a Public Speaking Contest. We were all very proud of the ten gold medal winners and great- ly relieved that they actually knew what to say in front of all those people! The social life of B.H.S. was really tearing right along. The Juniors feted the Seniors with a dance-band and everything-while the Rec Committee promoted the Sadie Hawkins Dance. The female of the species used the latter as an incentive to convince the males of their irresis- tible charms. The distaff of the Senior High showed up proudly possessing one male apiece, or, in some cases, only one half male apiece. It was fun for all concerned, except maybe the clean-up committee, and the girls went home complacently broke from the expense incurred Page ele-ven

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