Bryant Junior High School - Junior Life Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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THE JUNIOR LIFE 11 Marching On With Bryant The high-lights of Bryant’s history Are pleasant to recall; Come, then, let’s review them For with pride we point to all. 1923 With nine hundred ninety-nine pupils Young Bryant began its career; The first Bryant paper was published And claimed as successful that year. The Hi-Y was organized also, And boys wished to join, one and all, While murals of beauty, still famous, Were hung in the lower front hall. 1924 This year saw the Bryant lawn seeded To help beautify our new school; Student officers also were chosen To help enforce Bryant’s rules. A Color Day, then celebrated, Was famed for its banners so bright, For then’s when our colors were chosen And still we salute red and white. 1925 The first Junior Life then was published; We heard the first strains of the band; And both are as popular now as They were on the day they began. 1926 We issued the first Bryant handbooks; We purchased a large playground, too; The courts, landscaped, surely looked well-kept. And health gained a new meaning, too, For this year the queen and the monarch Of health held their first royal sway, And still every spring time we choose them To lead our whole school for a day. 1927 Our orchestra now received laurels, 'I’he city-wide contest they won; Our boys’ glee-club also was honored And both got first place in the sun; A picture of Justice was given; The greenhouse was filled with bright bloom; And chandeliers hung from the ceiling, A gift from the finishing room.

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10 THE JUNIOR LIFE Minneapolis, Minn. March i, 1973 Dear James: Sitting in my library tonight, gazing into my sparkling and glowing artificial fireplace, my thoughts wandered hack to the days when we were boys at Bryant Junior High. How we used to discuss the cartoon of Buck Rogers and wonder if it would ever become true. Now as 1 gaze about me and sec all those things happening daily and becoming the accustomed things of life, I marvel at it. We boys were then glad to get a ride to school in an automobile. Boys and girls now just attach their flying belts and away they go to school. The air is thick with people flying here and there, with no automobiles. The traffic cops are now many miles up in the air instead of on corners. Their troubles are quite different from what they used to be. They now regulate the airplanes so that people with flying belts arc safe and there are no accidents. How difficult for the youngsters to understand our childhood days. Now instead of their fathers saying, “Johnny, put some coal on the fire,” they say, “Turn on the hot or cold vapor,” or “Turn on the sun rays. Instead of mother working half her time in the kitchen preparing the meals, she just hands them a couple of pills. Do you remember the instruments called telephones? How much better television is. You can't fool people now by pretending to be somebody else. I talked to my mother way across the continent and could see every wrinkle in her dear old face. Your friend, Gerald Goodlund Qualities Of A Perfect Student A perfect student is always on time; A perfect student avoids waste; A perfect student obeys his teacher at all times; A perfect student never shirks his duty; A perfect student is always prepared; A perfect student never chews gum in public; A perfect student loves his classmates; A perfect student is always courteous to new pupils; A perfect student is helpful at all times; A perfect student is never detained after school for discipline. How many of these qualities have you?

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12 THE JUNIOR LIFE 1928 1929 l93° 93 932 933 A talent club now originated And the students came in Hocks; Also everyone rejoiced because Of the new combination locks; Our honor-point system now began, And those awarded a “B,” In athletics, scholarship, and citizenship Were models of Efficiency. We held our first Whoopee Night this year And gathered in nickels and dimes; A big twelve page paper was published, The very best work of the Times. The next great event of the year was The tiling of Bryant’s own pool, So '29 left as its memorial A lasting tribute to our school. Now Bryant’s enrollment was climbing— One thousand six hundred and more; Of clubs there were many and better Than any we’d started before. A room was set aside in the basement Where bicycles ridden could stay; The boys went for them at dismissal Knowing they'd been safe all the day. Now “Ventures,” a volume of poems By members of Bryant, came out; And copies were sold to the pupils Who liked it beyond any doubt; New muragraphs also were purchased To add a gay touch to the hall; Then—oh—the detention room started; Be careful, we’re warning you all. The word of this year is a sad one; “Depression!” When will it be gone? But if cut you must, then cut that word And you'll find a phrase noble—“press on.” Some sad things have happened of course, But the smiles far surpass all the tears; And now we have reached our decennial And passed a most happy ten years. Virginia Beckstrom Betty Lu Schoening