Catholic High School For Girls - Silver Sands Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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1 . In the Shadow of HALLAHAN MUST I leave you Alma Mater, after twelve happy years? Re- member my first days in school? I learned my alphabet in rhythm with your basketball cheers and played at recess listening to the chattering of Hallahan girls drifting out to me from your open cafeteria windows. Yes, I am one of the lucky few who have been part of Hallahan from the beginning. I am a graduate of the Cathedral School which comprises the first iioor of a building, the rest of which is occupied by the high school. Remember how I would crane my neck to get a peek into Room 101 and Room lll? By the time I had reached the fifth grade I had become a Cathedral cheer- leader. It was a Hallahan cheerleader who taught me to perform in spirited fashion. Our basketball team was in tip-top shape as a result of practice with your famous varsity. Even then one was eager to be identified with basketball in the hope that whim she came to Hallahan she might make Alma Mater's great team. Remember the time I as in the sixth grade? I wore your uniform theng only it had a gold C.G.S. embroidered on it. I was going on an errand to the main odice in the Hallahan build- By A. Barbara Cosmo, '49 ing 3 it was at the change of classes. I had left the Cathedral building and was striving vainly to get through the throngs crowding the second floor Hallahan, Suddenly authority grab- bed me and pulled me from the line. I was petrified. Sister gave me a green slip and told me to write my name on it. I wonderingly did as I was directed. Sister took the slip and told me to walk on the right side of the corridor if I wished to avoid an- other detention. Then Sister took a. good look at me and laughed. Never mind, she said just remember the green slip when you come to Halla- han. Long before I became a first year student I knew every nook and corner of Hallahan, You were a part of me even then, Alma Mater. When I be- came a freshman I was overjoyed. Now I was a true Hallahanite. The emblem I wore may have been green but I was not. I already knew the school customs and ideals. Every time I pass by Room 1 in the main building I see the word Cath- edral above the door. That title tells me that my parish was one of the contributors to the establishment of a room in the John W. Hallahan, Continued on Page 52

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THnH9fi9 SILVER Sums shufiled up the white stone steps. The United States Post Oliice had never looked so stern, so forbidding. With her last ounce of strength she flung open the heavy door and proceeded into the noisy interior. A half hour later the chilly Santa Claus was still ringing his bell. He gazed wistfully at the passing young girl, wishing he could contract some of that sincere spirit. Her eyes were twinkling, her lips parted in breath- less excitement. He caught sight of a pair of shining cowboy spurs jingled in his direction, He had to smile at the girl's captivating enthusiasm. Merry Christmas, Santa, she said softly. Brad had remembered. It had been a long time-but he had remem- bered. She hurried on whispering to herself the words in Brad's note, To Mandy, with all my love. Granny A little boy and girl Climb upon her knee And bring the sunshine closer To a Granny who can't see. She tells them fairy tales, Quotes poems and funny rhymesg Counts baby fingers, one to ten, Oh, so many times! When the day is o-ver, Ot? to bed they start. She hears them patter up the stairs, The darlings of her heart. But there will be tomorrow And clamoring at her knee, , They'll beg another story From a Granny who can't see. Cncrmn Tnuxxau., '50 The Inside Story Continued from Page II that my paper soon lost that un- touched by human hand look. The minutes liew by, the test was over and I knew that I had failed. The elf on my pen carefully unseated him- self, the other took one last swing on my lock of hair fand poked me in the eyej and the remaining ones left my shoulder. Together they sauntered off, proud that they had accomplished their mischief. Through investigation, I learned that these elves are relatives of Sandy. He sends them to make us fail because he loves us too much to want us to leave Hallahan. And thereby hangs the tale.

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