Bryn Mawr College - Bryn Mawr Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

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FRESHMAN WEEK Freshman One ' Acts up into the sky, and later by the beauty of the faint blue lanterns swinging through the cold cloisters. We were excited by our caps and gowns, by our scraps with the sophomores. It was fun struggling through the snake dance on Parade Night, and much more fighting to preserve our dignity, our peace of mind, and our show at rehearsals. We were enraptured at staying up all night. We were scared about our first exams. But we learned a few things, too : the technique of pinning towels under our gowns, the use of paper plates and alarm clocks to baffle our adversaries. We also learned, at least some of us, how to find books in the library — the newspapers are still a mystery. We learned the proper smoking-room etiquette, and our bridge improved — even though it may have slipped a little since. This might be the debut of any class were it not for the fact that Rhoads was first occupied that year, and we were the first large Freshman class, and ungainly we were, too. It took quite some time to decide which was hand and which was head. J locturns 190352

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is . 1 I w traditional THERE are a few very important events in college that everyone who went to Bryn Mawr remembers. Some of them are the most exciting things that can happen to an undergraduate: the first moment she is received in her dormitory, and the last moment when she walks out of Goodhart with something to show for the past four years. These are re ' membered not as an experience that everyone had, but as her very own. There are special people, special emotions, certain little incidents that fit into Freshman Show or Senior Bonfire and make them different from a tradi ' tional Bryn Mawr activity. ' For the Class of ' 42, two major issues spanned the course of our college career: each year Big May Day was discussed, and each fall was shadowed by Miss Park ' s pending resignation. We are proud and happy that this year she stands on the commencement platform with us. As any group of freshmen we entered Freshman Week with a great deal of ambition and hope beneath our shyness. We were awed by the interview with the dean, by the sight of that tremendous bonfire roaring Freshman Wea

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PARADE NIGHT— LANTERN NIGHT All of us — 153 strong — were going to be presidents or honor students some day, and we lept into affairs of state and erudition with great gusto. It was rumored our first weeks in college that a few of us habitually reserved books in the library for eight A: M., and so many of us were registered for geology that after two weeks the dean ' s office still had made no accurate estimate. We were known as the tribe-of ' reversible ' plaid ' coat ' wearers. So brave were we that even an encounter with a skunk could not keep a determined freshman from her appointment with the dean. Above all, it was different for we had a man for our Freshman Show animal. Every class of glory tells a little story about its Freshman Show, but ours was so unique that a special meeting had to be held to quiet down the Sophomores 1