Eastern Academy - Echoes Yearbook (Paterson, NJ)

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1938 =. bASTIERINSAGADEM Yate 1935 Pre-date Dianne, primly dressed in her favorite silk dress, sat before her mirror, first in one position, then in another. She wondered how naturally she could twitch her tiny, rosebud mouth into a really captivating smile. Yes, she was to have her first date that night. Once again she lightly flut- tered the powder puff over her dainty, little nose. Br-r-r-ring!! It was the front door bell. Her heart began to thump with excitement. An oddly nervous feeling enveloped her. Was she dressed all right? Did she know what to say and what not to? Did she appear nervous? With a glance in her mirror, she gave herself a flirting little wink and turned off the lamp. She paused before she entered the parlor. Bob was assuring her mother that he would have her home by ten-thirty. This conversation was stopped when Dianne entered the room with a cheery, “Evening, Bob.” She carefully managed to twitch her mouth the way she had planned. She stood still for a moment, apparently thinking; then she went up to her mother and gently deposited a peck-of-a-kiss on her cheek and a soft “Bye Muv” in her ear. Once again she twitched her mouth and with her friend was off on—‘Her first date.” —Wilma Van Genderen In the Girl’s Locker-Room Tall girls, short girls, plump girls, thin girls, fair girls, dark girls, pretty girls, ugly girls, gay girls, sad girls, thirty Hollanders—they pile into the locker- room. The walls echo and re-echo with the happy chatter, giggles, and laughter of approximately thirty throats. Three minutes in which to dress! What a rush, what a scramble follows as each girl struggles into her gym suit and bothers her neighbor with choice bits of gossip. “Has anyone seen a lonesome sneaker lying around? I’m minus one.” “Took Dot, I’ve got my suit on inside out. Do you suppose the teacher will notice it?” “What about the Girl’s Club. Are they going on a hike or not? Maybe next week Tuesday or Thursday we’ll go. With our lunch and willing sports we can manage to amuse ourselves.” “Are you doing anything for the Amateur Hour? Why don’t you—just to take up time, etc.” And so the gossip advances from one subject to another. The bell rings. There is a general rush for the door. Finally, the locker-room, empty of its noisy girls for a period of forty minutes, rests and Ww aits patiently, or should I say impatiently, for the next stampede. —Ann Deboer fifteen

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1938 Geb PERN AGADEM ams MOB: The Sentinel Lonely and lovely it stands, looking kindly down upon the sweet smelling woodland as a young mother gazes at her first born. Its soft pine needles have fallen into a magic carpet, and all about the tiny dell, flowers peek from their dimly lighted castles upon the guardian of their homeland. Slowly the rising sun creeps as an approaching foe upon the early hours of the day. A surprise of redness heralds the awakening hours. In the distance the silver tremble of a warbling meadow-lark provides an early serenade; every- where wee creatures are bustling like children excited over a new and fascin- ating toy. The spider spins, a happy housewife busy at her daily task, won- dering about the captives of the coming day; in another corner a tiny beauty raises its smiling face, freshly washed with dew, to be dried by the rays of the sun which, like a threatened child, is trying to do its utmost. Alas—thundering across the freshly aroused day, a mighty cannon of the grey army stamps its way; it belches forth like an angry dragon—causing birds to cuddle, flowers to gather their petals closely about them, and furry creatures to scutter for home. The brave pine tree stands, stretching out its mighty arms, offering love and protection to trusting friends, as the good shepherd stretches out his cloak to his sheep. —Muriel Ash Farmer The old man was working near the roadside, on the other side of the wire fence of the gray country farmhouse. Age prevented his working hard out on the farm under the hot sun; but his busy hands which were always accustomed to toiling hard, had to find something to do. Now he was hoeing among the cabbages near the roadway frequented by farmers. The whole frame of the figure was that of a farmer. His appearance re- vealed that he was accustomed to hard work. The rough, tough-skinned hands resembled pieces of soiled, stained leather. The rolled-up sleeves of the faded blue shirt exposed to view a pair of hairy, brawny arms. The bright blue eyes, set back in the sun-tanned, dry-skinned face, gleamed in the bright sunlight and reflected, as it were, the character behind the mirror. A high, broad dimen- sioned straw hat acted as a shade against the fiery sun ascending to its height; and but yesterday had served as an umbrella to protect him from the long- desired downpour. Little balls of sweat raced down the grimy face and also showed themselves in his wrinkled neck and about his bony wrists. The pretty-colored, broad-leaved cabbages rooted in the damp soil, furnished a landing place for insects, and glistening drops of dew yet stood on the large heads. A few birds sped through the cloudless sky, and the old man whistled cheerfully to himself. —Willemina Van Halsema fourteen

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1938 - a EAGER NE AGADEIW Ya 1938 Sports Looking over the year we find that there is an improvement in the teams. During the soccer season we find that the team has won three games and tied two. This does not look very imposing; nevertheless, there are only two teams which have made a clean sweep of the series. One of the teams, West New York, who had not lost a game, defeated us twice by the margin of one goal. The soccer team will be very hard hit next year because the veteran coach, Mr. De Vries, is leaving. We wish him the greatest success in his new position; however, the team will sorely miss his cheering yells in victory or defeat. After looking over the basketball season, we find that in his first year, Coach Brasser, has an increase of three victories over last year to his credit. The team also lost a number of close games, but promises to win the close games next year. The baseball season is under way with a tie and a victory out of five games. Mr. Timmerman in his first year as coach has helped the pitchers tre- mendously. We hope that the remaining games on the schedule will be decided in favor of E. A. This is a green team which Coach Timmerman has welded together, and it is too bad that he cannot see the results of his labor next year. As you all know Mr. Timmerman has accepted a teaching position else- where. We wish him the greatest of success. Let’s give three times three cheers for the teachers who are leaving. Girls’ Athletics E. KuIken The 1937-38 season far surpassed our hopes for success. This can be attributed to the teamwork, interest, and cooperation which the girls showed both in practice and games. No games were lost. Coach Vanden Bosch worked with several experienced players in addition to training several lower classmen who proved to be a great asset to the team. To Mr. Vanden Bosch for his excellent coaching, and to Manager Clarice Vande Kieft for her endless efforts in securing games for the season, go many thanks. Our high scorer for the season was Captain Emma Kuiken with a total of 91 points, and Clarice Vande Kieft was second with a total of 40 points. The scores and dates of the games are as follows: Date Eastern Academy Opponents Visiting Teams Dec. 20 23 7 St. Luke’s Jan. 14 21 12 Alumnae Jan. 21 10 9 St. Bon’s Jan. 29 14 12 Alumnae Feb. 4 19 19 ; Alumnae Feb. 9 35 18 St. Mary’s Feb. 10 36 15 St. Luke’s Feb. 18 13 11 Alumnae Feb. 23 22 12 St. Mary’s 193 ‘114 sixteen