Eastern District High School - Eastern Senior Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Best Literary Selections or Eaeterntown fame 1941 Louis Berger Ealitor EASTERN DISTRICT PUBLISHINC COMPANY XNIILLIANISBUR BROOKL X 'WYORI -

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nd so the whistle blows School is out and all you Easternites have probably already forgotten everything that has happened this term, but how about looking back at just a few of those sports events of the past season that you really don't want to forget. REMEMBER: How you burned your hands while climbing on the ropes in your anxiety to win one of those P.S.A.L. medals? How Frank Poniatowski blushed as Mr. Borton announced his being awarded a medal for fencing? How your chest puffed with pride as you crossed the plate after slam- ming a home run in those Intergrade Baseball Contests at McCarren Park? Well, now that welve done a little reminiscing about the past, let's take a look at the future! Unfortunately, such sports as Track, Handball, RiHe, and Soccer were not participated in this term to any great extent. However, this seasonis loss will be next season's gain. Easternites are promised more variation in sports next term and at present steps are being taken in this direction. Mr. Sullivan of the H. E. Department has already begun a program of intersquad and intergrade Ping Pong Tournaments. He has announced that those who show promise in the game will constitute Eastern's future Ping Pong team. Now that Wagman and Fogelman have sunk their last baskets at Eastern and are ready to graduate, Coach Leibowitz had better start hunting for two men to fill their shoes on the basketball team. This is going to be difficult because these boys are two of the best that Eastern has ever had. A few of Eastern's fencers are also graduating this June, but Coach Offenthal ought to find men to take their places with very little difficulty. These graduates are not inefficient fencers. On the contrary, they are of the best, but fencing is the most popular sport at Eastern, next to basketball, and there are plenty of good fencers just waiting for the chance to show their stuff. Well now I am running out of space so I'll say so long and I'll be see- ing you next term when once again we'll Play Ball!

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Fat Chance By HOVVARD BLOOMFIELIJ All the boys liked Minnie Horowitz. She was jovial, had a quick wit, was always wisecracking. May- be it was Minnie's appearance that lent her to jesting. She was a bit on the plump side, 150, with a round red face with two black pin points for eyes that crossed when she was in ill humor. She had three chins to make up for lack of neck, and where other girlswere streamlined, she was rumbleseated. Oh, she protruded in the awkwardest places! Klein's would go mad when Minnie went shop- ping there. How could you rind something chic and girlish looking in the 36,s? Minniels classmates could look like Venuses in their 14's while she looked like a sack of potatoes in her 36. Minnie could bear the brunt of any insult except one. It touched a tender spot in that heart beneath those fleshy layers. Anyone who referred to her as a corpulent equine was in for the most fiendish round of maledictions ever launched on a human head. UFat horse, go on a diet already, her brother or sister would say. 'KA fat horse like you should be in the circusln The pupils of her eyes raced to the bridge of her nose. She cursed between her teeth, Drop dead and don't live to get up again! Wlio's asking you ? she furiously interrogated. Then with a triumphant flour- ish she consigned her victim to the infernal regions. But deep in her heart of hearts Minnie knew that indulgence and she must come to a showdown. Oh, she loved food above boys and such love was bound- less. Her gastronomical satiation was unparalled. Finally, Minnie made up her mind to reduce. It cost her a lot to diet. She went to parties and thought she would swoon if she didn't take an eclair Tzrezzfy-fix