Central Junior High School - Reflector Yearbook (Saginaw, MI)

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K 1l T W' 1, mega-.N WM .. . , , , , - . . .. - 1, V 1 .f.1,.g5- 1 1-1 11 1 1 rc 1 tl 1-1 in 11 14 1, 1: 1, fi- Q 1 Q Ee...-1-----mw1 153352. al- rr 1. I l I li '39 fri . ik .f au. 1' 51 figffllr . .. V--4 ' .I.-' -11's.- .. Booklovcrs, Etiquette Spanish and Piano Clubs. Mechanical Drawing HE study of Mechanical Drawing sas a whole is very interesting. The elementary grades of Mechanical Drawing are seventh eighth, and ninth grades respectively. Our two mechanical drawing teachers through an interview gave the following facts about the study which is really the basic language of industry. Mechanical Drawing to some students is the most interesting on their program. To others it is the slowest two hours that they ever spent pushing a pencil. Both teachers agree that the 7B grade is their slowest class to get started. The main reason for this is the fact that it is new to them, and possibly the idea that their teacher is a man who frightens them a bit - maybe a whole lot. ' Nevertheless the seventh grade work is taken up to teach the pupil accuracy, neatness and trade practice. The eighth grade is a gradual climb to more thorough and complete drawings, taking in machine drawings such as a crank, ventilater cap, machine bolt and many others. In the ninth grade the work and the teacher show a decided improvement as the teacher seems to have a more cheerful look and the drawings seems to be easier, Mr.Mussatto and Mr. Long can truthfully say that their9 A class on the average are the fastest progressing class- es that they teach. Aesop 2000 years ago said: A bird in the hand is worth a stitch in time, Cloud laughterl but now in 1927 Mr. Long says, Because Mechanical Drawing is used so exten- sively in the world, every man should be able to read a drawing. For the same reason that the fundamentals of any foreign language are taught in the Junior High School. so also should the fundamentals of this Universal Language be taught to all boys in this Junior High grade. Mr. Mussatto also adds that Drawings executed by the aid of instruments are called mechanical drawings. Generally the term is associated with drawings representing machin- ery only. But all drawings must be accurately made, and for the execution of which recourse must be had to instruments, may be classed among mechanical drawings. Jack Prine f VVhat did they say when yourhorse fell in the swimming pool? Oh everybody yelled, 'Pull out the plug.' Our Community Workers 1 wwf' Y ...-.iffy 2 1- - - -- fr ij 2 - 7 -,,,,,, N.,-, W ,W 1

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NN63'l ..9u-l- ---:wtf T H E P 1 C '1' 0 11 1 A L 11 E 11 1. E C T O R 151444--A ii 3 In the Band,we, the future musicians, are trained to play in unison, to lay low Cas the slang phrase isj when the other fellow is play- ing solo. The playing trains us to use both eyes, one for music, one for the director. It is also a splendid training in the appre- ciation of good music for we are given only the best music to study. Playing in the band surely makes. the time go quickly, we stay until five o'clock every prac- tice night. I can not tell where the year has gone. I suppose it is because we are so very, very busy. Alice Ober Blood For Drink WAS the only woman aviator during the Great War. My fiying buddies called me Flying Sal, but my real name was Sally O'.Rielly, which spells green all over. Often my Irish humor got me out of many a difficult situation over there. I tucked the orders in my inner breast pocket and then buttoned my leather jacket about me before hopping into my monoplane. My instructions were to Hy over No Man's Land into German territory Where our spy was located and give him the orders which would tell him what to do next. I can't imagine how they ever spotted my ca rnouiiagedn plane, but soon another plane was following me. After a few unsuccessful shots I finally had him playing a harp. In the iight my canteen which I kept filled with water was punctured and I was also shot. It wasn't very pleasant to think of a day and a half without water and I was ready to collapse for loss of blood. Finally I could not stand it any longer, so I resorted to sucking my blood. It wasn't pleasant tasting I'll admit that, but it was better than nothing. I soon sighted the hut where I was to meet Spying Sam. I glided like a bird and headed for the clearing made for landing. I don't know how I reached the hut for I fainted when I tried to get out of my plane. I think Sam carried me in, for when I came to I was in the hut and Sam was standing over the camp fire frying me an egg and making me some coffee. After dressing my wound he took his orders and left me alone. While by myself, I had time to view my sur- roundings. The hut had been hastily built and did not have any covering on the floor. There was a table, on which was a bottle of cordial, an overturned chair on the floor, a camp stove, a shelf, on which were some supplies, and the cot on whichI was lying. A picture of his moth- er was hung on the wall where I could easily see it from the cot. After lying there for two days I began to get rested. So I decided to scout around out- side. I went to look over my plane and as I was returning, I heard some one shout and some unknown person grasped my arm roughly. I turned to look into the face of the fiercest looking Hun I had ever come across. In front of his gun I was made to walk and walk and walk. I knew he was taking me to a German prison that Ihad heard so much about. An airplane was coming and he made me drop to the ground so as not to attract attention. The German said something that I took to mean If you shout, I'l1 fill you full of lead, for he stuck his revolver into my back. My eye caught a piece of glass which was lying close at hand. The airplane was overhead now. I picked up the piece of glass and flashed a message to the pilot. At first, I thought he didn't see the message for he went flying on but by the sound of the engine I knew he was descending. The German and I again pushed on through the the thicket. We had walked for about half a mile when I heard the voice of Spying Sam say, Stick 'em up, Old Timer. The German cursed, but it didn't do him any good. Spying Sam saved my life. N owI am Mrs. Sam Corkwright, alias Mrs. Spying Sam. Margaret Berka Mandolin Club

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'66, l it 1'-f' I-11 U1 1 . xr 1, - - , It V - ,A as a .mm-.-..-.. Boys' Physical Training, Outdoor Sports and Tumbling Clubs. My Favorite Aulhor call Louisa Mae Alcott my favorite author because she seems to understand the real life of girls. She writes about boys too, but I like the stories about girls best, because I am a girl myself. I think the best' story that she wrote about girls is Little Women. I like this so well because everything that happens seems true and natural. In the first part of the book it pictures the hard life of the family while their father is in war. The other part of the book is happier because their father returns and Jo gets married to Mr. Bhaer. Then they all live a very happy life. This story is continued in another book of this author, namely Little Men. I think Little Women especially appeals to girls and every girl ought to read it because it teaches many lessons. Julia Kottnauer Young Writers N Miss Clark's eighth hour class we have a number of young writers. Every Wed- nesday we take a part of the hour to hear the stories. One of the most interesting stories is Under Northen Skies by Donna Wallace. It is a story of a trip north to discover hidden gold. It is not a short story as you would think but a regular book. Another is Her First Trip Abroadf' writ- ten by Rose May Schwinck. This is also a very exciting story of a girl who has many experi- ences on an ocean liner. Mildred Butler is our poet. Her poem Sun- set is in this issue. A number of other girls are writing stories but have not yet decided the names. We hope to find one of these stories in the Reflector. Esther Montgomery You seniors aren't what you used to be. I-Iow's that? You were juniors last year, weren't you? .. 1, The Chariot Race NCE upon a time when the world was just beginning, King Polonias, a merman, decided to have a chariot race. All the young mermen were training their steeds for this great festivity. Stumpingham town was the largest city underneath the waters of the Atlantic Ocean near Georgia, therefore the King had his palace there. He lived with his wife and son besides all of their servants in a beautiful palace of sea- weed and colored stones. It was situated near- What does situated mean? piped up the small voice of my cousin. Marcia. Well, situated means located. The town was located in a hollow near the coast. The young prince, Thornton, was to drive a chariot also. He had four coal-black steeds and a magnihcent chariot of colored seaweed. When he was christened, a fairy said that he would always be able to win in everthing he undertook. At last the big day came, and all the mermen and mermaids sat in a big grandstand around the race track. Finally all the Chariots came out of a stable at one end of the grounds and lined up. All the people were cheering for all they were worth. A pistol cracked and they were off. , At first a young merman by the name of Per- cival was ahead, and then the prince shot past him. He won the race. While his horses were running, they began to foam at the mouth, and they foamed so much that it all went to the sur- face of the waters. Ever since then when it foams, you will know that the people in the water are having a chariot race. Margretta Kollig William the Conqu erer, read the small boy from his history book, landed in England in A. D. l066. What does A. D. stand for?,', inquired the teacher. ' After dark, replied the boy. .M-2 it . , L- , . ---ram ,. 23 an Fi' I