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

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CENTRAL JUNIOR QV ANNUAL REFLECTOR 'fav nQ.Lff5f,i'b4.,9n Truth crushed to earth shall rise again, The eternal years of God are hersg But Error, Wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his worshippers. -W. C. Bryant Eighth Grade Home Room Groups No. 1-Home Room 300 No. 54-Home Room 11303 Ijlp. g-H0219 Rqpm 2- U H 214 H - N H .. .. .. .. 3- .. .. 204 .. 6- .. .. D 9- 310 .M .24 ya, Home Room 312A .. .. 308 .. 4. 309 .1 .. 210

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CENTRAL JUNIOR ,QM ANNUAL REFLECTOR eau- nkfbikau new School Values I was an interested, and not surprised, listener in a meeting held in Flint one evening a month gone. This group was composed of busi- ness men, principals, and commercial teachers from various parts of the state. The question was What training should the school give its commercial graduates so that they may enter the office or go behind the coun- ter . You might expect these business men to say reading, writing, arithmetic, bookkeeping, typ- ing, machine work, and these were mentioned, but the real school values dwelt upon were speech habits, study, appearance, willingness to work, ability to meet and please others, the power to say no sir, and yes sir, the power to be independent of others, the habit of dressing neatly rather than expensively, the power to keep the face reasonably clear of cosmetics and the mouth empty of gum or candy. In other words, the discreet, honest, accurate, punctual, able young person has lots of chance for a job even now. N. W. Chaffee GNQKD The World,s Language Waitress: Hawaii, gentlemen? You must be Hungary today. Man: Yes, Siam, but can't Rumania long. Venice lunch ready ? Waitress: I'll Russia to a table. Will you Havana ? Man: Nome, you can wait on us. . Waitress: Japan a menu? The Turkey's nice. Man: Can't Jamaica little speed? Waitress: I don't think the cook can Fiji that, but Alaska. Man: Just put a Cuba sugar in our Java. Waitress: Sweden it yourself. I'm only here to Serviaf' Man: Denmark the bill and call the Bos- phorus. He'1l Kenya. I don't Boliva know who I am. Waitress: And I don't Carribean. You cer- tainly Armenia. Boss: Samoa your racket, eh? Don't Genoa the customer's always right? What's got India? Man: Canada noise. Spain in the neck. Copied, Marion Pfaff :lr :lr wk all ' Just A Little Squirt Are you a doctor? asked a young lady, stepping into a drug store. Naw, replied the youth behind the white counter, 'Tm just the fizzicianf' - Two-Ate-One Apple Street Hot Springs, Detroit, Mich. December 33, 1946, B. C. Second Tuesday in week Mine deer coozings, I now take du pen in hand, und write mitt a lead pencil. We don't liff where we used to. We liff where we moved. I hate to say it, but our dear Aunt, vot we loifed so well is dead. She died from New Monia, New Year, on New Year's Day, fifteen in front of five. Der Doctor says she had the papulation of her heart. He says she forgot to breathe and all her breath leaked out. She leafed a family of two boys und two cows. They found S600 in der bank, she billed it to her boys in case they die, der fortune goes to der cows. Old Mrs. Offenlack is wary, wary seek, she's at death's door but der Doctor says he can pull her true. She has a boy, he is chust like a human beast. I took him to the horspital to see the seek people, und we had a swell time. I'm sunding your coat by eggspress, in order to save extra charges. I cut off the button und you will find them in the inside pocket. My modder's making sausages un der neigh- bors am looking for der dorgs. Ve are haffing more hot vether this year than we had last year. Ikey, my brother, chust granulated from dee college. He took up electracution and physicial torture. We have twenty-Eve hens und a bull dog. Der hens lays no eggs und the dog lays behind dee door. Brudder Fritz is getting along chust fine mitt der smallpox und hopes he finds you the same. All der Frassenblack is having the mumps und having a swell time. All the vile I learned to be stenographer, well, I got a job in the stables, stenographing to the horses. Poor Luis Krats was sick, der Doctor told him to take something, so he went to der street mitt Ikey Coony und took his watch, den dey had him arrested, der lawyer got der case, Ikey got de works, und Luis got thirty days. Copied by Mary Burton QJOFD Teacher: It gives me pleasure to give you 91, John. John: Make it a, 100 please, and have a ocd time. Jimmy: Just one more question, uncle? Uncle: What is it this time, Jimmy ? Jimmy: If a boy is a lad and has a step- father, is the boy a step-ladder ? .iii yy.-

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CENTRAL JUNIOR ssl Autumn Days Shivering, quivering, tearful days, F retfully and sadly weeping: Dreading still, with anxious gaze, Icy fetters 'round thee creeping. O'er the cheerless, withered plain, Woefully and hoarsely calling, Pelting hail and drenching rain On thy scanty vestments falling. Sad and mourning are thy ways, Grieving, wailing Autumn days! Flora J. Eastman -L rl: Pk Bk BLlSteI' BFOWII I have a little dog, His name is Buster Brown, He's the cutest little thing That ever lived in town. He can turn a somersault, And jumps through your hands, ANNUAL REFLECTOR nQef 43Elg5 w.9u YOUI' SeCel't If, what you hear, you repeat, And cause much trouble to another, Then you, in shame must retreat To a place where there is no other! And your friends all will shun you, Making you think them unkind. But you may teach them to love you, U By keeping what you hear on your mind. Lorraine Patick 21 24 ,lf if My Little Niece Little wee toes, A small pug nose. Lips like cherries, And love she carries. Cheeks like roses, In pictures she poses. Bright blue eyes, Healthy and wise. Her little curls so tight, But when it Comes to Candy, K .And her complexion so light. On two legs he can stand. SIX teeth S0 Smfllll, She hardly cries at all. Jeanette Schramke. Doris Adams ig: :lc bk qs J 1, 3, ,ig Compensation Spring Fever Give to me more of beauty, That I may hold in my heart, Remembering, When I must face Each stark unlovely thing, Each stricken place. Within my soul there is a shrine Heaped high With beauty that is mine. Memories I shall not ever lose, Gather one by one. And I Can walk with poverty, Despair, and wretchedness, Holding my spirit high, untouched, Crowding each hour with duty, , Because of that unblemished shrine Heaped with beauty. Clara Richards :n -.2 wk :F 6' Central So glorious and grand, In a crowd you'd be The one to take the stand. So stately, yet so common, So large, yet so small, Friends meet and greet Within your every wall. You stand so erect, On God's ground, Not another like you Could ever be found. In this world there are many Schools today, Still Central beats them all, Come whatever may. , Hel Central, Central, en Haremski. The last days of school Seem hard, though we try To work at our best And make the hours Hy. There's iishing and swimming, And sports of all kinds To give kids spring fever, And torture their minds. So, good-bye, good old Central, We'l1 see you next fall, When summer is over We'll be back, one and all. Daryl Staebel 3 P? if fl! Limericks by a Limerickster There once was a flea and a mouse, Who chased all through the house, Until one dark day They had a hot fray, And nothing was left of the house. There once was a young man from Kai Foo, Who had an awful ka-choo. He couldn't say a line, 'Cause he sneezed all the time, And now he's in a nut-cracker zoo. , Daryl Staebel -32 F if F S Teacher fin geographyl : Where is the Red ea? johnny: The third mark down on my report car . - Pf25lf4+ BGA