Garfield Junior High School - Gleaner Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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GARFIELD PARENT-TEACHER ASSOCIATION The most important phase of the Parent-Teacher Association is child welfare. In order to accomplish the best results, it is necessary to have a closer understanding among children, teachers and parents. The Gar- field Parent-Teacher Association opened its Fall term with a reception, welcoming old members and honoring mothers of new pupils — to acquaint them with the work of the Parent-Teacher Association. At the monthly meetings, programs showing the different depart- ments of school activity are presented. Juvenile Protection, Safety, and Student Aid Chairmen are constantly working toward peace and security for children. A parent education class is being held at the new branch- ' library, under the direction of Dr. Edith Bryan. Books have been bought for the school library from the S 50.00 raised by the Mothers ' Candy Sale on Library Day. Proceeds from a successful Food Sale and from the Community Play, Rip Van Winkle, helped balance the budget so that a substantial sum could be paid toward the Garfield Band Uniform Fund. These lovely orange and white capes were purchased, last year, by the cooperation of the Parent-Teacher Association, the Dads ' Club and the Students. The present officers of the Association are : President . . Mrs. A. B. Wuxoughby Treasurer .... Mrs. Albert Crum ist Vice President . . Mrs. M. C. Hrx Historian .... Mrs. F. A. Beauchamp 2nd Vice President Mrs. H. M. Williams Auditor Mrs. H. H. Hadley Recording Secretary . Mrs. C. E. Hunter Delegate to Council . Mrs. F. F. Cooper Corresponding Secretary . Mrs. C. Z Yost Nancy Willoughby, Low Nine. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ THE DADS OF GARFIELD We are proud of the Dads of Garfield, not just because they ' re our dads, but because they are, also, a vital part of our school community. Who helped buy the stage curtains and band uniforms? The dads! Who gave us a grand party? The dads! And what a party it was! The mothers were allowed to come. Prizes were awarded for the lightest, the heaviest, the tallest and the shortest father and child. The Brodies won the height title. Next semester the club will sponsor a theatre party at the Oaks Theatre. The tentative program for the remainder of the year will be a series of lectures grven by members of the faculties of the University of California and Berkeley High School. The subject will be Preparing for an Occupa- tion. The officers of the Dads this year are: President ... Dr. E. P. Rankin Vice President . E. R. Axdrews Secretary S. J. Lelaxd Treasurer ... J. P. Dunnigax Eltox Andrews, High Nine. [16]

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THE PERFECT GIFT The snow drifted gently to the ground. Hurrying crowds, in the haste of last-minute Christmas shopping, rushed by in an endless throng. A young woman paused in front of a pet shop, and then, closing her umbrella, walked in. The clerk looked up with a smile and a cheery greeting. The young lady returned the smile. In one swift glance, the clerk saw the slender, pale face, delicate features and lustrous, dark hair of her customer. The neat, becoming, knit suit showed her good taste. And what may I do for you, Miss? asked the clerk, engagingly. I noticed a little Boston bull puppy in the window. Would you mind bringing him out? Certainly not. In a moment the salesgirl returned with a bright- eyed, squirming bull puppy. He ' s a beautiful puppy. Comes from the finest of stock. I ' m sure you ' ll not find a better bargain, the clerk assured her. Indeed? replied her customer, who apparently did not consider the little bull dog a beautiful specimen of puppyhood. The dog licked her hand affectionately. Carelessly the girl caressed him. Suddenly her eyes lighted up with pleasure as she noticed a beautiful, haughty Pekinese, re- posing on a cushion, and looking down at the other dogs with a decided air of condescension. The girl walked over and gently touched his silky hair. For a moment the brown eyes regarded her seriously; then he stretched, stood up, and wagged his tail in a most un-Pekinese-like manner. With a sigh and wistful glance at the beautiful dog she turned back to the counter. How much is he? she asked. The Pekinese? Oh, he ' ll cost you twenty-five dollars. He ' s worth at least fifty, but because he has no pedigree, we ' re offering him at this re- duction. I ' m sure you ' d find him a delightful and lovable companion. No, no. I mean the bull puppy. How much are you asking for him? asked the girl, impatiently. Oh, he ' s the same price, and reasonable at that, I can assure you. Very well, you may wrap him up for me, said the young lady, her eyes on the Pekinese. The clerk tried not to smile. You want a leash? Why, yes, I suppose so. When the young woman had left, the clerk, Miss Porter, shook her head in bewilderment. While her customer had quite obviously longed for the Pekinese, she had bought the bull pup, at which she had barely glanced, while both were the same price. Ah, but then it was probably a gift. Just then she was aroused from her musing, when a tall, good-look- ing young man stamped the snow from his shoes on the mat outside, and walked in. Have you any Pekinese puppies? he asked, pleasantly. Yes. There ' s that one over there, and there are two or three others in the back room. If you wish, I can get them for you. No, never mind now. This little fellow, over here, seems very nice — for a Pekinese. Don ' t you like them? I think they ' re abominable, he admitted, evenly. Miss Porter smiled. [18]