College High School - La Campanilla Yearbook (Upper Montclair, NJ)

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1934 I.A CAMPANILLA Mrs. Torreiis also lield tliu inaiuig-crial reins duriiifi- the 1927 season, and tlie sixth grade, rcsjjonding like the troupers they were, presenteil The White Company, a stupendous sjiectacle to say the least. With the end of the Sixth grade, came the end of the 9 to 1 day. Hitherto, from kindergarten days onward, these suffering children had had to be in school at nine in the morning and were not released until one in the alternoon. They got no homework and, all in all, life wab pretty miserable. (We have neglected to state the new arrivals entering the class each year because the files buried under third base in the hockey field for safekeeping were almost completely worm-eaten. However, in the interim, Margaret Lloyd, Paul Bruning, Jurgen Luders, Peggy Austin, Eleanor Finley, Jean Glenn, and Mary Moore had joined our ranks, while Mar- (juardt, Jenkins, and Bob Harrison skipped fifth grade to become full- fledged members of the sixth.) The first dramatic production was followed by Joan of Arc, a French play, understood by none of the intrepid Seventh grade ex- plorers in the realm of the French language who gave it. This seventh grade had its first multiplicate faculty, and its first science, manual training, and social studies. The next year they moved into the new building. How they sym- pathized with the fellow who said, The old order changeth, yielding place to new. Eighth, ninth, tenth, and eleventh years went only too fast. We got the reputation of being a pretty good gang. We sold pencils to get furniture for the class room. Our representatives were on every com- mittee and council the school could devise. We gave innumerable, un- paralleled plays. The school blossomed out with a newspaper. One of our class named it. The rest of us reported, typed, did anything and everything for it. The boys made up the best part of every athletic team we had. We were instrumental in starting the College High orchestra, and were, for many years, its backbone. We infested every club in the place, and were their most active members. It was the same this year. We ' re laughing up our sleeves at the thought of next year ' s baseball team, while the following Criers and 3 ' ear books won ' t be able to touch ours. We guess we just have that extra something, that undefinable piece of mechanism, that makes for cham- pions. 20

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LA CAMPANILLA 1931 THE SENIOR HISTORY THIS Senior Class, vc modestly admit, is undoubtedly the most versatile, most brilliant, most cooperative, most brainy, brawny, clever, skillful, adroit, kind-hearted, mirthful, athletic, domestic, home-loving — in fact, to put it colloquially, we are the mosta of the besta. We are a shining example which the more youthful should revere, admire, respect, and look up to. We are also probably the most erratic, eccentric, and unbalanced. We weigh in the neighborhood of 3465 pounds and are approximately 144 feet tall, high, up, or long. However, this is to be a class history and so, like all histories, we will begin ' way back when the earth was a mass of steaming gases and Eddy Russ and the College proper the only buildings on the campus. 1921 saw the first members of the class in the present room 10, then the Kindergarten, busy making atrocious ash trays and paper hats, and smearing themselves with paint, clay, and paste in the process. (One member states that it was not until fifth grade that he was able to re- move the last of the mire.) Among them were Beth Gallup, Karl Marquardt, and Adolph Suehsdorf. Beth and Adolph graduated to First Grade and were joined by Bill Harrison, but Karl was left back another year in Kindergarten, because he couldn ' t pass Clay Modeling. Dan Jenkins, Bob Harrison, Jack Areson, and others contrived to make his stay a pleasant one, however. First Grade was featured by the famous Indian tribe of Very Black- feet. (If we ' re wrong, Sioux us.) This remarkable aggregation tramped all over the place with mummified papooses and warped bows and arrows, much to the terror of the janitors in the power house. The First Grade, too, was being first initiated to the mysteries of readin ' , ' ritin ' , and mathematics. The Second Grade was much the same, but harder. The Third Grade ditto. The Fourth Grade — deep stuff now. Division, multiplication, geog- raphy, and books with big words. The many-sided Fifth Grade, under the guidance of Mrs. Torrens, nee Lockwood, tore undaunted into long division, fractions, complex and mixed, turned from that to history, then to reading, from there to penmanship, to music without batting an eye, and so on. And so on. Wotta class ! 19

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