Girls High School of Brooklyn - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 52 of the 1949 volume:

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Bri'ro, G. Briio, J. Chu, AlfiColernan, T. Flgikeq, R. Gabriel, M. Jackson, M. Jervis, E. Joyce, 9.fLee, I. WW . ,' JNL mbarcli, T. LCl'1ClOf1, EQ Majlcowski, J. Prymylska. G. Smilh, G. Terry, L. Toscano, E. Williams, R. Williams. Busmass STAFF ' 6, x BusinesslManagers ................,.....................,....... ..........,, B . Marlin, M. Snipes f ' fr' u Y.X'Bingley, E. Heslop, H. Morendez, L?HBeniamin, C. AHole. L. Boone, M. Flowers, E. Moore. L. Griffin, C. Spirio, K. Reid, L. Adams. FACULTY ADVISERS Liferary Ari' Business D. Smiih J. Almon B. Gufchin Edilorial, Delores Byrd .,,,Y,...Y,,.,....,,,,,.,.. Besl Sellers, Lillian Coleman ..Y,,,...,,,,, A Biller Memory, Chrisline Villano ,,,,. A Day in lhe Cily, Joyce Shapiro .,,.. Paz, Thelma London ........,.....,...,,,,,,........,,,,.. The Unexpecled, Alice Coleman ...,A,.,,.. Three Scenes in a Girl's Life ,,.....,.........,............,.................. The Engagemenl, Mimi Bowman The Shower, Adrienne Herzig The Wedding, Rosalie Gabriel A Piclure ol lhe Selling Sun, Josephine Charlemagne Krazy Korner, Lillian Coleman ...,.......,......,.......A,..,......c,....,.,,.,..,..... l-low Schools Began, Wilma Simms .,,,e ,..,..,,.,.. World ol Dreams, Brunhilda Cannamela .................,..,.,......, My Salurday and Sunday World, Evelyn Norman ,..,,...e Our World, Lorraine Fader .....A..,,,,..c..,..,.,,..A...,,,,,,,.....s...c.........,... Sleep, Ella Brenl-Harris ..,c,,.e,w.......,,..,l,...se,.... Man and lhe World, Fraian Brown ,,......,,,.. ln lhe Classroom, Rolcella Broolcsn. Memories ol My Childhood, Lillian Panco ,.......... One Tolcen, Yvonne Bingley .,..,,,,..,s.........,,,.,,.,,,c,.A, Junior Prom, Bessie While .,,,,w.,.....c... A Broken Dream. Helen Shears ...,..,,... ,..., Two Worlds, Alice Coleman ....,,..,..... , ,,.. - .,.,. ,,.,.,..,,, , This ls My World, Yvonne Bingley ,.,,,,,...,,,,.,,,,,,,.,,,,,,,c,,,,,,,,,,,,,, A Person Whom l Admired, Gwendolyn Nichol ,,,,,,,,,,,. Forgel, Yvonne Bingley ........ - .,,..,,.,,,,....,,,,,.,,,,..,4,,,,,,,A,,,,,.,,,,.,, The World of Books, Josephine Charlemagne ,,,,,,,,.,., My Garden, Marie Florenza .,.,,,,,.,,...,,,,..,,,,,,,,,,,,,.,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, The World ol Travel, Mildred Carler ..,,,es..... Ulopia, Blanche Lawlon w.......c., ..,,.,.,...e,,,,,..,,, M rs. Levisohn's Leller ....,,..,. EDITORIAL WhaT is The world ? To me, iT is The sky, The sea, The earTh and all iTs inhabiTanTs, man and animal alike. From The days when The mighTy Roman Empire ruled To The presenT Time, when aTomic energy causes man To Tremlole, power and greed have marked The naTions ThaT make up our world. So Tar There have been Two wars in The TwenTieTh cenTury, wiTh The world no beTTer oTT Tor The suTTering and bloodshed each has caused. Now There are ThreaTs oT anoTher, more Terrible Than any we have ever known. Wars do noT seTTIe The diTTerences beTween naTions. and IT is Tor The young people Today To Tind a way, oTher Than war, To reach a saTisTacTory agreemenT. The desTiny oT The world is in our hands. We can shape iT in any way we like, buT by ignorance and inToIerance we can cause The world To collapse. Upon our enTrance To high school, The TronT sTep oT our way To cooperaTion, The days seemed To pass slowly, because we were ignoranT oT iTs ways. We longed To go back inTo The childish world in which we had TeIT so secure, un- Troubled by The problems oT socieTy. This was impossible, however: we knew ThaT we had To Tace These problems evenTualIy. We were growing up. We held TasT To our obiecTive and conTinued on The dark paTh To success. The TarTher we Traveled, The IighTer The paTh became. By The Time we had reached The Third year, iT had become brighT and clear, and we TeIT secure once more. We had made ourselves a parT oT This scholasTic world. and we didn'T wanT To be Torced ouT. We were ready To conTinue on our way, To help shape The desTinies OT The world ouTside. Now ThaT we are seniors, The door is being closed behind us again, and once more we musT Tace a new phase oT life and iTs problems. We hope ThaT The greaT world will accepT us and ThaT we may do our share in bringing To iT peace and BEST SELLERS I. GreaT ExpecTaTion .........,,....,....,,,,....,.,.,...,, 2. No Place To Hide ....,,,..., 3. Life wiTh FaTher ,,,,,,,,,,,.,,,, 4-. Knock on Any Door ..,,..,,,...,..,. .5 All Through The NighT ,.,.,..,,... 6. As You Like IT ................,... 7. Peace of Mind ............,....... 8. The MinisTry oT Fear ...,.......,,.. 9. BesT Years oT Our Lives ,...,.,..,.,, IO. II. Our MuTuaI Friend ,,,..,...,...., The Journeyman ,,.,,,,,,.,,,,,,,,,,,, I2. LighT Up The Sky ,,,,,,,,,,,,, I3. ' Arch oT Triumph ....,..,..,,,,.... , IT OUT' ,L DELORES BOYD, 8 -K. LILLIAN COLEMAN, 7 ...,.......Freshman in Girls High classes ..........................,...ReporT cards ,..........,.....STudenT IaTe Tor'cIass ..,...,,..-Cramming Tor midTerms ..........,,.,..,,,GirIs High rhumba band ...,.,...,Day aTTer RegenTs are over oTTice Four years aT Q,f9f3.S6IiIor morel class in 428 McCarThy ,.,.....,,....ChemisTry class .,..,,,.,,,,.,,,,,.,GraduaTion 7? ,iw Ti I . c 4. 'wi W BITTER MEMORY CHRISTINE VILLANO, 8 The TirsT exciTing evenT oT my school IiTe ThaT I can remember occurred when I was seven years old. IT was a windy, IaTe OcTober morning, and I walked slowly To school because I knew IT was Too early Tor anyone else To be There. The leaves had all Tallen Trom The Trees in The school yard, and The wind kepT blowing Those on The ground around in circles like IiTTle elves dancing gaily. As I enTered The basemenT, I was surprised To see rriy Teacher. She was siTTing aT a small Table in The Tar corner, and I didn'T know wheTher To walk over To her or To siT quieTIy on one oT The benches: I could see ThaT she was very busy. I decided noT To boTher her, as I had noT worked very hard on my reading The nighT beTore, and now I could look over iT again. Since I was busily reciTing To myseIT, I didn'T noTice my Teacher walking over To where I was siTTing. When she was quiTe near, I saw her and lumped up quickly. She, Too, was surprised and laughed gaily. Miss Convery-ThaT was her name-- be middle aged and was quiTe young, Though I ThoughT ThaT a Teacher should ausTere. She asked me IT I would like To do someThing Tor The principal and The resT oT The school, and I wondered whaT she meanT. ATTer all, whaT could I do? She said ThaT she would Talk To me again aT lunch Time because many OT The chil- dren had now arrived. ThroughouT ThaT morning I could noT siT s+iII. I TeIT proud and imporTanT, buT I ThoughT ThaT The Two hands on The clock would never meeT To say ThaT iT was lunch Time. Finally They did, and mosT oT The class was dismissed excepT Tor several oTher girls and me. Miss Convery gaThered us inTo a small circle and Told us The secreT. Before she did This, however, she asked if we would be willing To give up our recess Time in order To do someThing To make The school proud oT us. We agreed eagerly, and Then she Told us. There was To be a ChrisTmas enTerTainmenT, and we were going To wear cosTumes and dance. I hurried home To lunch, running, skipping and dancing all The way. I bIurTed ouT everyThing To my moTher, so exciTed ThaT I could eaT very IiTTle lunch. The oTher girls passed my house on Their way back To school, and we all wenT back TogeTher, so happy ThaT we sang. The nexT monTh or so we were TaughT dancing sTeps during recess. ATTer school we wenT inTo The basemenT To pracTice. We were Tired each evening buT also very happy. The closer The day Tor The enTerTainmenT came, The harder we worked. Then, before we knew iT, we were reminded ThaT The nexT day was The Day. We worked Teverishly ThaT aTTernoon because we wanTed To be perTecT. ThaT evening aT home I pracTiced again. My moTher was worried because I wouldn'T eaT. I sIepT resTIessIy ThaT nighT and woke up wiTh a Tever. OT course, I could noT dance Tor The principal or The school. The nexT day I recovered and wenT sadly To school. My Teacher cheered me by Telling me ThaT, enough Though I hadn'T danced, I would have my picTure Taken in cosTume wiTh The oTher girls. I was iubilanT again, and I have Treasured This picTure ever since. Five i I agcfi LJ' .-or H. M. nf V' - gf T! X f'5TT' 4-413 ,-i 1 TY ECI TI-I N DAY A 8 0 OYCE SI-IAPIRO. 2 J A Jin lfill ' Illllllllllllll nm Si n n I n n nn The sound of a Train whisfle could be heard in The darkness of The nighT. I was on ThaT Train, bound for New York. As iT moved onward, The monoifonous raTTle of The wheels caused my mind To wander To ThoughTs of The day before. Louise, a friend of mine, and I had arrived in WashingTon. Safurday evening aT nine o'cIock. We planned To spend The enTire day sighfseeing. We IefT The house very early Sunday morning wiTh a greaf deal of enfhusiasm. My uncle, wiTh whom we were sTaying, gave us a map of The ciTy. One Thing we noTiced differenT from whaT we were accusfomed To was The exfreme friendliness of The ciTizens of WashingTon. When we were riding in The bus, The oTher passengers had noTiced ThaT we were from ouT of Town, and Ten of Them goT TogeTher and improvised a IisT of places we mighr like .To visiT. The firsT Thing IisTed on our ifinerary was The Capifol buildings. IT is an impressive sighT, buf To our dismay, iT looked To us exacTIy like iTs picTure. We visiTed The various press rooms and spoke To a few reporTers There. Congress was noT in session aT The Time, and The building seemed reIaTively quieT. We Then. IefT The CapiToI. AfTer making a sTudy of our map, we realized ThaT if we followed ConsTiTuTion Avenue, we would pass nearly all The places on our IisT. We walked a few blocks and found ourselves in The Archives Building. The collecfion of famous documenTs and records reminded us of The Freedom Train. We Then visiTed The world-known Smifhsonian InsTiTuTe. Passing Through iTs doors, we came face To face wiTh The plane Admiral Byrd used on his fIighT. Confinuing our sighT-seeing Tour down The avenue, we visiTed The Medical Building, The Supreme CourT, and finally The Pan-American Union. I was parTicuIarly eager To see The Iasf, because in hisTory we had learned how much This organizaTion is doing To help beTTer relaTions beTween The UniTed STaTes and The LaTin American counTries. The Medical Building, besides being inTeresTing, proved To be very educafional. IT is like a miniafure museum, conTaining pcTures, diagrams, and models showing eTfecTs of various diseases on The human body. In The afTernoon, we visiTed The Jefferson Memorial, and The Lincoln Memorial. On The sfeps of The laffer is The famed sTaTue of Lincoln. IT is so lifelike we feIT ThaT any minuTe he was going To rise from his chair and speak To us. We were indeed lucky To be in Washingfon in March when all The cherry blossoms were in bloom. We caughf sighT of Them from a disTance, and iusT looking aT These exquisife Trees gave a IifT To our feelings. The slender branches wiTh Their broad oval leaves were covered wiTh a feaThery mass of small pink flowers. Louise and I agreed ThaT They were far more lovely Than people had described Them. The IasT place on our IisT was The WhiTe I-louse. When we arrived There, we were Taken on a Tour of The easf side of The house. The rooms seemed To be furnished in various colors. l:irsT we enfered The Green Room, Then The Blue and finally The Rose Room. They are lavishly equipped wiTh expensive furnifure, rugs, and drapery. CosTly chandeliers hang gracefully from The ceiling. The Tour ended in The beauTifuI gardens. The Trees and flowers wiTh The WhiTe House in The background formed a breaThTaking sighf. We Took picTures of This view, buT no phoTograph could possibly depicT The beauTy of This scene. A narrow paTh led 'x us ouf of fhe Whife House grounds. This ended a day of exfensive sighfseeing, and whaf a day if had beenl Suddenly fhe frain iolfed fo a sfop. lvly fhoughfs, which had been wandering. came back fo realify. The conducfor called ouf a familiar name. I was back in New York Cify. Alfhiough I was happy fo be home, for many years fo come I shall remember fhe day I spenf in fhe fascinafing cify of Washingfon. THELMA LONDON, 8 Lasf nighf, from my window, I gazed af fhe infinife number of sfars fhaf sfud fhe sky. As slumber overcame me, I dreamed fhaf I gained wings and floafed, unhindered by winds, afrnospheric pressure, or gravify, fo a disfanf con- sfellafion. I landed on a planef similar fo fhe earfh. I was asfonished fo find ifs civilizafion more widespread and advanced fhan ours. In one of ifs greaf cifies I was amazed fo see many kinds of people living amicably wifh one anofher. I was confronfed by people wifh green hair and red faces, blue hair wifh yellow faces, and brown hair wifh orange faces. They were smiling, happy, cheerful. These people were living in complefe harmony. I mef one of The hisforians of 'rhis planef, and he fold me fhaf ifs name was Paz. Upon quesfion he eagerly described fo me fhe admirable accomplishmenfs of his civilizafion. Whaf is fhe secref of fhis phenomenon? I asked him. I-low old is your world? I was fold 'rhis sfory. If I had visifed Paz one hundred years ago, I would have found a world froubled by polifical corrupfion, and fear of war. The people realized fhaf war would annihilafe fheir civilizafion and decided fo work for everlasfing peace. Whaf was The insfrumenf used? I asked. The people of Paz organized a world governmenf, fhaf fhey called Unis meaning unifed. This infernafional governmenf af firsf received world encourage- menf. If was hailed and acclaimed fhe frue symbol of peace. Unis soon became ineffecfive, however, because a major nafion decided fhaf only if if were allowed fo exploif neighboring counfries, would if cooperafe wifh fhe ofher nafions of Paz. Soon fhe nafions of fhe planef were divided info fwo camps. A munifions race began. War, and consequenfly fhe ferminafion of Paz's civilizafion, seemed inevifable. i If was fime for fhe common people of fhe planef, who compose fhe maiorify, fo acf. They sformed fheir governmenf offices wifh demands for fhe renewal of frusf and faifh in Unis. This oufbreak of emofion was fruly unusual, because fhe pafience of fhe common man is usually exceedingly wide and immeasurably deep. Leaders of all nafions mef and discussed fheir grievances. By being honesf wifh Themselves as fo whaf fheir real mofives were, 'rhey laid foundafions for peace. This movemenf was no quesfion of saving face: if was a maffer of saving civiliza- fion. Gradually condifions improved, and fhe dreams of a securify-hungry people sfarfed coming frue. The resf of fhe sfory I could see for myself in fhe pleasanf life of fhe planef. When I awoke, I was sfill on earfh, buf my fhoughfs were cenfered on fhe planef of my dream and ifs enviable condifions. I fhoughf We could have fhem for our world if we'd only fry. Seven f ' 'i-411 puma- TV' ...- . --s if ' 1' NF' '-'---l' , -,,.... .... ..-- Z.f...Q-. . ..un ,ie - ,,.........., '23 Z..-i --.k4 - V qv-It . 1 UNEXPECTED Can'T This care go any TasTer? Tama said To herselT, an irriTaTed Tone in her voice, pressing her TooT againsT The acceleraTor. l've goT To be in New York CiTy Tor my engagemenT wiTh Bob. This cerTainly has been an enjoyable weekend in The counTry, all alone in my cozy cabin nesTled deep in my mounTains. She began To hum a liTTle Tune, and her 'lace broke inTo a smile as she ThoughT abouT Bob, her Tiance. As her car swung around a hill, she came inTo Tull view of The bridge builT back in I959. lT sTood Tall and sTrong, so sTrong ThaT iT seemed as iT iT could resisT an aTom bomb. Tama's car drove' up To The Toll Taker's booTh, buT There wasn'T anyone inside. She looked around and suddenly became aware of silence. She crossed The bridge, a liTTle puzzled, and as she drove along iT, she looked up and cried in an asTonished voice, Why, where is The New York skyline? Then she laughed To herself, saying, l musT have made a wrong Turn somewhere and am on The wrong bridge. BuT as she came off The bridge, her smile Taded slowly as she noTiced ThaT There was noThing buT desTrucTion and dead silence around her. l-ler eyes narrowed, searching The scene abouT her. She drove her car as Tar as she could and sTepped ouT. Here and There, buildings smoldered, iron skeleTons of skyscrapers iuTTed inTo The sky, bodies oT children and oT people of all ages lay abouT her, TwisTed and burned beyond recogniTion. Tama nervously ran her hands along her cheek as she cried aloud in a nervous voice, Where's Bob? WhaT could have happened? Only an aT- No! No! l-ler voice rose To a Trenzy. Godl God! has man Tinally desTroyed himself? Wiped himselT from This earTh? Am I The only person alive? Oh God, no. l-ler Tace, over which a very lonely and bewildered look had come, was Turned up To heaven as if expecTing an answer. EighT LVN Ik She sTood Thus, Tor some Time. Then she Turned To her car, her head lowered, and saT down in The TronT seaT. She leaned againsT The wheel, and racking sobs bursT TorTh. I-Ier voice came ouT choked. Am I dreaming? Am I Iiving in I968 or has This really happened? IT Bob dead? Will my quesTions ever be answered? I'm so Tired I can hardly Think. IT I could only resT awhile! CompIeTeIy exhausTed, she TeII inTo a Troubled sleep and dreamed, dreams oT The noT Too disTanT pasT. She dreamed OT IasT year aT her birThday parTy, The happy nighT when she TirsT became engaged To Bob. IT was The happiesT Time in her IiTe, and she had Told Bob ThaT she wished Time would sTand sTiII. How she wished iT had. And iusT a monTh ago she and Bob had been making plans Tor Their honeymoon. To Them iT was UTopia. The days were happy, every one oT Them. Why. only IasT week They had seen The plans Tor Their home, where They would live, rear children, enTerTain Triends, and, mosT oT aII, be happy. YesTerday she could hardly waiT un+iI she goT back To The ciTy. JUST an hour ago she was so happy, driving back To meeT Bob: insTead whaT did she see? Tama awoke quickly, Teeling Ionely and depressed. She TeIT as if she were burning. She Touched her Tace wiTh her hand, and TeIT weITs. She groped Tor her purse, and, pulling ouT her compacT, peered in The mirror aT her Tace. I-Ier voice Trembled as she said, This musT be The eTTecTs oT The radiaTion, This burning Teeling inside me Too. I only hope ThaT I can die quickly, noT slowly. She sTepped ouT oT her car, kneIT down, and prayed. There was silence all around excepT Tor The whispered words oT prayer. BuT soon even These were sTiIIed. I-Ier wish was granTed. EveryThing was siIenT. The sun began To seT on a world ThaT man himseIT had desTroyed by his own invenTion, The aTom bomb! Nine QQ W' BABY SITTERT By Rosalie Gabriel, 6 T 'few-,49e 'DENTAL NOTE By Adeline rio, da Eemmica HElc.sHTY-ElGHT NOTES By Daisy Lewis, 5 LATE LINE By Lillian Toscano, 8 EI fl Nr mckeui X54-Ku fre I G-AD xl .hree Scenes In GirI's Life Mime BOWMAN, 6 IT was a secreT! Jo Ann was engaged, and she, Alan, and Their parenTs were The only ones ThaT knew. WhaT Tun iT was To have such a secreT, buT whaT Tun iT would have been To shouT To The world how lucky she wasl BuT TonighT was The nighT, when everyone would know, and she could show all her Triends her ring. The big dining-room Table was seT wiTh shining silver-soon she'd have her own-and The besT Table cIoTh. There was a huge whiTe cake as The cenTerpiece, and leading Trom iT To each pIaTe, a wide whiTe saTin ribbon wiTh a Tiny envelope aTTached. The envelopes were on The pIaTes, and The engagemenT announcemenTs were inside. The guesTs wouIdn'T be really surprised: This was April, and everyone knew ThaT Jo Ann wanTed a June wedding. BuT They were all good Triends, and They would acT surprised. Tomorrow nighT, and every evening Tor The nexT Two monThs, The phone would be busy. There would be calls To The dressmaker, baker, and hairdresser, and calls To and Trom all The girls, making plans and happily Talking. All The boTher would be over, when The momenT came Tor The slim, gold band To be placed on her Tinger, and all cares TorgoTTen. ThaT would be The happiesT day oT her IiTe. ADRIENNE HERzie, 6 Bells ringing, doors slamming, paper and boxes Thrown all around only add To The conTusion oT having a shower. I had Tun seIecTing The inviTaTions, and iT cer- Tainly was exciTing Trying To Tind ouT The names and addresses oT Jo Ann's and AIan's Triends, wiThouT Their knowing abouT iT. ThaT SaTurday came around so soon ThaT iT caughT everyone unaware. Jo Ann IeT+ The house early wiTh Mary, To go shopping Tor some necessiTies ThaT The IaTTer needed. We were all glad ThaT she had IeTT early, because we wanTed To geT To work. We moved The TurniTure so ThaT There was more room in The living room, which was big iusT The way iT was. We seT up The large Table wiTh The main reTresh- menTs and small Tables wiTh oTher liTTle Things. ATTer we Tinished, I looked back To see if everyThing was arranged, and glanced aT The ivy covered windows wiTh The wine color drapes, which made The room look cheerTuI and Tull oT IiTe. I closed The glass doors, wiTh Their sheer whiTe curTains. IT was IaTe aTTernoon when The guesTs sTarTed arriving. The men broughT Their wives and IeTT To go To a parTy Tor The groom aT AIan's home. OT course They would come back IaTer in The evening To call Tor Their wives. Jo Ann and Mary came aTTer everyone had arrived, and as They walked in, in Their naTural happy way, everyone shou+ed Surprise. Jo Ann was so surprised and exciTed ThaT I could see The Tears come inTo her eyes. The shower was Tun, and everyone enjoyed herseIT so much ThaT iT was hard To geT up and leave. Twelve Jo Ann was looking over her giTTs when Alan came To help her puT Them away. There were picTures, lamps, end Tables, doilies, curTains, and odds and ends Tor decoraTing shelves in The living room. The house was quieT, and everyone was in a cheerTul mood because soon There would be anoTher parTy in The house, This Time, Jo Ann's wedding. Rosfxus GABRIEL, 6 All heads Turned. The bride had Tinally arrived. I never ThoughT she'd make iT!! The soTT sound oT The wedding march driTTed above everyone's heads as The Tilm oT whiTe organdy approached The alTar. How beauTiTuI she looks! IT cerTainly Took her long enough To geT dressed Though. And all These people! I've never seen so many people aT a wedding beTore. Look! The brides aT The alTar now, and The groom is sTepping Torwarcl To meeT her. Oh-now I can'T see!! Why do people move around so! AT leasT I can hear The priesT mumbling. Now we can siT. Thank goodness! I've been on my TeeT so much These IasT weeks. All The Trouble I've gone Through Tor This wedding. Never again shall I make such careTul plans, preparaTions and arrangemenTs. I remember how we shopped and shopped and shopped, TirsT Tor gowns and veils, which Jan Tinally designed and made Tor her, Then Tor her poTs, pans and lingerie, Then Tor all The Tlowers! We smelled and looked unTiI I ThoughT l'd die, buT The church smells so sweeT now. l'm glad she decided on roses and lillies oT The valley. LisTen! She's saying I do. Oh, isn'T Jo Ann beauTiTul? I wish people wouIdn'T TidgeT so. Now I have To move Too! WhaT Tun iT is choosing our menus and sam- pling The Tood. How I love To sample Tood. There goes The music again. I hope liTTle JaneT knows whaT a Tlower girl does. ThaT's righT, dear. Come ahead. Look!! Here she comes: she's smiling now. Oh yes, iT was worThwhiIe. A PICTURE OF Tl-IE SETTING SUN JOSEPHINE Cl-IARLEMAGNE, 3 The red ball oT The hung low in The wesTern sky, seTTing slowly as Though unwilling To bid The world goodbye. Above, The heavens were aTlame--blue, wiTh sTreamers oT red, and yellow reTIecTing The greaT glory oT The TasT-dying day. In The background, The pale crescenT moon was TainTly seen, waiTing paTienTly To ascend Tor a nighT The Throne vacaTed by The seTTing sun. Below, lengThening sTreaks oT gold shimmered over quieT waTers, as Tho-ugh To hold Tor a momenT longer The rapidly Tading day. The waves were sTill buT creeping ever closer To The land wiTh The rising Tide. I sTood in wonder and awe To waTch The deaTh Throes oT The day. Nearer, nearer drew The waves: soTTer was Their beaT upon The sands: longer grew The golden paTh oT The sunlighT on The waTer: lower sank The sun, nearer To ThaT line where The ocean meeTs The sky: darker grew The evening shadows, relenT- Iessly driving The sun inTo reTreaT. Suddenly-day gave way To nighT. The sun was gone, The sky became a TainT green, and a lighT breeze sprang up. I had seen a wondrous sunseT. ThirTeen 2' X I-lrulm ENGLISH Top Row: S. Goodman, A. M. Delaney, M. O'Keefe, E. Miller, L. V. Mero BoHom Row: E. Weiss, D. Smiih, H. Chase. G. Rose Top Row: M. Dziher, B. Gufchin, M. Goodman BoH'om Row: J. Long, J. Kahn. E. Bowman : Some of the Facult June I949 A HEALTH Top Row: S. Barne'H', H. Horowifz, B. Lipsky, R. Tishler Boffom Row: L. Leverf, G. Sweeney BUSINESS I. Lebow' A. Lapidus, B. Horowifz l K Aff Almghg I. PoIaIcoFf, M. Barry, E. Swinyard ZY RA K LILLIAN COLEMAN, 7 When I woke up This morning, The li++Ie men came over To me and Told me The good news: ThaT I could Take OTT my TavoriTe iackeT, The preTTy whiTe one which laces up To my neck. I immediaTeIy looked Tor my mosT Treasured possessions, a piece oT cardboard and a crayon. Then I TranTically sTarTed To wriTe This arTicle. As I saT in my comTorTable cell, I Tried To visualize The new building ThaT had been builT Tor Girls High. I saw The campus Tilled wiTh girls idly chaTTing abouT The LiIienThaI reporT on aTomic energy, while The TaculTy lounged abouT gossiping among Themselves. Then I picTured The swimming pool. Some girls were playfully splashing in The waTer, while oThers saT happily under The sun-lamps, memorizing quoTaTions from Cicero. NexT a cheerful lunch room scene Tlashed inTo my mind. A group of girls were lisTening spellbound To BeeThoven's MoonlighT SonaTa on The iuke box. Finally They Tore Themselves away To go inTo The caTeTeria. Mrs. YanzTen, The dieTiTian, handed Them menus, which ofiered numerous choice Toods. Then The girls wenT To Their leaTher seaTs and leaTher covered Tables To discuss currenT evenTs, since They belonged To Miss WeinsTein's currenT evenTs club. Miss BarTleTT came To plead wiTh Them To raise Their voices, because The quieTness oT The lunch room disTurbed her. Finally, This sad picTure flashed inTo my mind. Mrs. Kahn's oTIicial class was begging her To IeT Them sTay in school a liTTle longer. She goT ouT oT This siTuaTion by promising Them ThaT The doors would be open aT a quarTer To eighT The nexT morning so ThaT They could sTay longer in school The nexT day. The girls wenT sadly home, Thinking abouT Mrs. Kahn's uniusT compromise. lncidenTally, while my readers are waiTing Tor These pleasanT scenes To maTerialize, They can drop by and see me. There's loads oT room here, and The aTTendanTs give us The mosT aTTracTive sTraiT-iackeTs. OhI dear, here comes The IiTTIe men! 'Please IeT me keep my crayon! l wanT To draw preTTy picTures on The walls'. I-IOXX! SCI-ICDOLS BEGAN WMM sinus. s Many, many cenTuries ago on a small island called EducaTion lived a man called Schuss and his wife called Ool. They had Two children, a boy named Boran and a girl named Arda. These Two children were so naughTy ThaT Their parenTs had To Tind someThing worThwhile wiTh which To pass Their Time. They ThoughT and ThoughT Tor aT leasT a week. Finally a brighT idea sTruck Them: Schuss dropped The IasT Three IeTTers in his name, added The TirsT Three To his wiTe's name, Thus geTTing The word school. This name They applied Tc Their children's Training. The children wenT Through eighT years of schooling raTher rapidly buT soon were as naughTy as ever. Again Their parenTs ThoughT up anoTher period of schooling. Because The work was harder and The sTandard higher, They called iT high school. Here The children learned numerous subiecTs, including various languages. ATTer These Tour years had elapsed, The children were very Tond oT school, They requesTed Their parenTs To make ano-Ther Term oT schooling called coIlege. Their requesT was granTed, and Today because Boran and Arda were naughTy, we have school. LaTer schools were Tormed everywhere: because of This a regulaTion commiTTee was seT up. The TirsT Two IeTTers of Boran's name and The TirsT Three of Arda's were used To form board , and because They came Trom The island of EducaTion, Board was joined wiTh EclucaTion. This formed, Board of Educafion, The board which runs our schools Today. SixTeen f WORLD GI: Everyone has a diTTerenT world OT his Own, wheTher iT be The world OT music, liTeraTure, knowledge, or love. BuT There is one world l am sure everyone shares, and ThaT is The world OT dreams. JusT whaT are dreams? We know, OT course, ThaT They are series OT ThoughTs. l am reTerring especially To daydreams where a person is carried OTT inTO an imag- inary world, Thinking OT The wonderTul oppOrTuniTies ThaT he may evenTually have. ThaT is The sTory OT The Tollowing girl, who dreamed Tremendously and evenTually had her dreams come True. Lydia was her name, and she was a shy preTTy girl abOuT sixTeen. She dreamed like everyone else OT The Things she would like mosT. There was, OT course, her mosT precious dream: To become a successTul pianisT, To be praised and loved. BUT There was a problem. l-low was Lydia To become a success if she did noThing To help herselT? l-ler shyness had ruined many OT her chances To sTarT on The TirsT sTep OT success. Once she had been asked by a Triend To play aT a school program. buT reTused, Thinking ThaT iT she made an error, people would criTicize and she would be a disgrace. AT home, Lydia would pracTice 'while her mind wondered Tar OTT. She pre- Tended ThaT she was on a greaT plaTTorm playing, while everyone lisTencd aTTen- Tively. The OrchesTra would be behind, accompanying her as she played: The Taces OT her Triends in The audience would be smiling, and people she did noT know, Thinking highly OT her. Usually The spell was broken when her liTTle broThers came Tramping in. SilenTly she would sTOp and walk inTo The kiTchen, wiTh a sad Tace, because her period OT daydreaming had been disrupTed. Upon seeing This, her moTher would ask whaT had happened, and Lydia Tor The TirsT Time Told her moTher OT her dreams. The laTTer lisTened careTully, and Took iT upon herselT To Tell her music Teacher aloouT her daughTer's ambiTions. When Lydia wenT Tor her nexT lesson, The proTessor, who ThOughT The only way To make her overcome her shyness was To make her play Tor people many Times, Told her ThaT she was To play Tor a gaThering, since she was his besT pupil. Lydia reTused emphaTically, buT when she saw The look OT disappoinTmenT in The elderly prOTessor's eyes and he Told her how hurT he was, she agreed. Upon hearing This he knew ThaT he had won The TirsT baTTle. The nighT came Tor her reciTal. She was so nervous ThaT she almosT changed her mind abouT playing. AT The end, Lydia heard a clamor OT applause and praise. The proTessor ThoughT To himselT ThaT The wall OT shyness was Tinally beginning To break, Tor Lydia should now be sure OT herselT. l-le knew ThaT wiTh more reciTals This wall would crumble enTirely. Lydia began To dream again and ThOughT OT The TuTure. She saw ThaT people liked her and knew ThaT she had Tinally reached The TirsT sTep OT success. Years OT pracTicing and small reciTals passed, and Tinally Lydia was ready To make her real debuT. She walked on The sTage, a liTTle nervous, buT no longer shy. She seaTed herselT aT The piano, and, looking up, gazed inTO The smiling eyes OT her proTessor, which seemed To be saying, Lydia, TonighT you will prove how good you are and become a success. She smiled back, Then lowered her eyes TO The keyboard, exTended her arms, and wiTh The orchesTra abouT To accompany her as she had always dreamed, she began To play. Her world OT dreams had come True!! 8 'VWEWVNNVO VG'Ill-TNOETS SevenTeen EighTeen I My Saturday and Sunday World SaTurday comes, and oh whaT a bore: Washing, ironing, scrubbing The Tloor Hanging up curTains, Sweeping The sTairs, How my poor head aches: I'm quiTe in despair. AT six o'clock, Though, I'm laughing wiTh glee, For I know The Tun awaiTing me. I'm oTT To a dance, The rink, or a play, Feeling more joy Than my poor words can say. On Sunday-sunlighT shines Through The pane No sign oT cloud or depressing gray rain. Lazy Sunday, day of resT, Sleepy Sunday, when all is blesT The endless sound oT SisTer's chaTTer, The rhyThmic background oT Baby's paTTer. Lazy Sunday, day of resT, Sleepy Sunday, when all is blesT. EVELYN NoRMAN, 7 Qur World When This world of ours was creaTed, IT was quieT and dark as could beg NOT a living Thing was seen sTirring, Only The wind and The sea. BuT all of a sudden iT happened: The waTers began To parT- And ThaT was The world's beginning, When liTe began To sTarT. LORRAINE FADER, 7 Sleep Sleep smooThes The weariness oT The day And calms The worries oT The nighT: IT clears The Troubles Trom our way And changes darkness inTo lighT. When dear ones Tind eTernal sleep, ATTer darkness Tollows lighT: May we TorgeT Tor Them To weep, Rejoice wiTh Them in new-born sighT. ETTA BRENT-HARRIS, 8 World of Poetry Man and the World PleasanT lives are ever needed ThaT The seeds of peace may grow Reaping harvesTs from Their virTues as Through This acTive world They go. All This world as God has made iT is so lovely To The eye: Birds and blossoms, Trees and rivers, mounTains liTTed To The sky. The calmness ThaT we see in naTure makes me wanT To kneel and pray Can we noT in our own living live in peace from day To day? BeauTy oTTen leads To loving: in joy our eyes To Tlowers we raise. BuT who could love liTe's ugly TeaTures wars and sTriTe and darkened days? PuT a sparkle on your counTenance: wear a smile upon your Tace. LeT iT show you love your broTher: God cares noT Tor creed or race. Looking forward, never backward is an arT you should have won: Life wiTh peace and ioy and gladness can make This world a happy one. FRAJAN BROWN, 8 ln the Classroom While siTTing in my classes, And Teacher's up in TronT, My mind iusT seems To wander AlThough my hearT says Don'T For l wanT To pay aTTenTion And Try wiTh all my hearT, BuT iT seems before I know iT My will iusT breaks aparT. And l am in anoTher world, Away Trom all confusion, When suddenly I hear a voice, RokeTTa, pay aTTenTion! For Teacher doesn'T seem To know, And l hesiTaTe To menTion ThaT To me The Things she Teaches us l-lave no meaning, so I merely Look up and say, l'm sorry Then iT dawns upon me clearly: There's Time and place Tor everyThing7 Each school day has a meaning, And so in school l do my work, WiTh Things all shadowy and sTrange, CreaTing weird illusion. And home l do my dreaming ROKETTA BROOKS 8 MEIVICDRIES CDI: MY Cl-IILDIJIQQEQO Q I can'T say ThaT all of my childhood memories are pIeasanT, because during ThaT Time I was ill quiTe oTTen. I remember one incidenT when I had pneumonia. The docTor Told my moTher ThaT my hair had To be cuT because he ThoughT iT wasn'T good Tor me To wear iT so long while I was sick. I had long blonde curls, and I cried when my moTher cuT Them oTf. She saved one curl, and now and Then I look aT iT. IT brings back The ThoughT oT my having To have my hair cuT when I didn'T wanT iT To be. I can remember pleasanT memories Too, like The Time I goT my Tirsl' big doll. IT was on a ChrisTmas morning when I was abouT Tive years old. My TaTher boughT me a beauTiTuI doll and carriage, and I was so happy ThaT I didn'T know whaT To say. ShorTIy aTTer ChrisTmas, or To be exacT, February nineTeenTh, my TaTher passed away. Once again I have a very unhappy memory. IT's very odd when one is young, To have some one die. I know ThaT I couIdn'T undersTand why my TaTher lay in bed and didn'T speak as he used To. I didn'T realize why everyone was running around, in and ouT oT The house, men in whiTe uniTorms, men ThaT my moTher called docTors. I couIdn'T undersTand why my moTher cried. She had never cried like ThaT beTore, and Then came The Time when my TaTher was To be buried. I didn'T know Then whaT iT was all abouT. I couIdn'T undersTand why They were puTTing him down in The earTh, in a box oT all Things. Yes, iT's very odd how a chiId's mind works. Children seem To know ThaT someThing is sTrange and wrong, as I knew ThaT whaT was going on iusT wasn'T quiTe righT. YeT IaTer on, as The years wenT by, I began To realize whaT deaTh is: buT sTill I couIdn'T undersTand why iT happens. Then when I was abouT eighT, when I was going To school and learning abouT The world, I came To The conclusion ThaT The world would be overcrowded iT everyone lived on and on, and I saTisTied my child- hood curiosiTy Tor The Time being, only To have iT aroused when oTher Things happened. ONE TOKEN To show The Tervor of Their loves, I-le broughT her iusT one Token: I-le broughT To her a blood-red rose: WiTh This no words were spoken. She kissed iT iTh her blood-red lips And held iT To her breasT. WiTh one IasT kiss To show her love, Her hearT was seT To resT. And in The summer, when iT's gay, A red rose we may smell, Growing wild upon her grave. IT casT on her a spell, And killed her, so They Tell. YVONNE BINGLEY, 7 TwenTy Ju lolz The school room was The gIoomiesT place in The world To Lorrie Grey. As The Teacher clroned on, Lorrie sighed and shiTTed her elbows on The desk. The brighT sun, sTreaming Through The windows, didn'T brighTen her ThoughTs. The reason Tor This gloom was ThaT iT was iusT Two days beTore The iunior prom and she hadn'T been asked To go. On her way home, she passed a group oT girls chaTTing and overheard Them saying, Johnnie is Taking me, and I'm going wiTh PeTe Markamf' Lorrie lisTened ancl sighed. JusT as she wenT up her TronT walk, her head hanging, she bumped inTo some- one. Oh, I'm sorry, she hasTily apologized, looking up inTo a pair oT Tine brown eyes. ThaT's okay, a husky voice answered smilingly. I wasn'T waTching where I was going. she wenT on. NeiTher was I, he said. No one is hurT I hope. No, I'm all righT. Well, good-by, he said. Bye. Lorrie had compIeTeIy TorgoTTen her own Troubles as she unlocked her TronT door. Mom, I'm home. Where are you? she called. ln The kiTchen, Lorrie, a voice answered. I-Ier moTher was Tall like Lorrie, she had calm brown eyes and hair sTreaked wiTh grey. I smell someThing good, Moms, Lorrie said, beTween sniTTs. I'm baking Tor The ladies' chariTy bazaar Today, Lorrie. IT cerTainly smells good. Lorrie sniTTed again. By The way, Lorrie, a Tamily has moved inTo The vacanT house nexT door. They have a son, a very handsome boy Too, her moTher said. I know. I bumped inTo him ouTside, Lorrie answered nonchaIanTIy. She didn'T see her moTher's eyes lighT up aT her unconcerned aTTiTude. Then she wenT upsTairs To her room, equipped wiTh Tresh cake and milk, To sTudy her French. ATTer dinner, Lorrie walked ouT on her back porch. I-lands ThrusT in The pockeis oT her jeans, her lower lip proTruding, she swayed on The edge oT The sTeps. She had noT been There long before she sighTed a boyish Tigure sTriding Towards her. As he came nearer, she saw ThaT iT was The boy nexT door. I-Iello There! he said, placing one TooT on The porch sTep. Hello, neighbor, Lorrie answered. Won'T you siT down? I-Ie asked her name. Ivline's Frank LadeII, he added. Then There was silence excepT Tor The noise made by The wind in The Trees. The sun had seT in a deep glow over The horizon. A penny for your ThoughTs, Frank, Lorrie said. Oh, I was iusT Thinking abouT Tomorrow. IT will be my TirsT day aT CenTraI I-Iigh. ThaT's where I go, Lorrie said. And added happily, Perhaps I can help you learn your way around The building. Thank you. I need a friend, Frank replied. Lorrie said goodnighT and skipped happily up The sTairs. Lying in bed, she ThoughT once more of her predicamenT in regard To an inviTaTion Tor The dance. The warm sunshine sTreaming in on Lorrie's Tace woke her up The nexT morning. She hopped ouT of bed, washed, dressed, and wenT down To IoreaIcTasT wiTh her moTher and TaTher. Frank called Tor her, and They wenT To school TogeTher. The week Tlew by Tor Them. She showed him around The school, and alThough she didn'T know iT she was The envy OT many girls. TwenTy-one 57855710 Finally SaTurday nighT came, The n'ighT oT The iunior prom, and sTill Lorrie hadn'T an inviTaTion. Frank hadn'T asked her. He IeTT her early, saying ThaT he had some business To aTTend To. Lorrie, siTTing in her room wiTh The IighT ouT, waTched The boys and girls going by To The dance. JusT Then a car pulled up in TronT of her door. Frank goT ouT, dressed in a Tuxedo, and carrying a cellophane box. She rushed To her door and heard him say To her moTher, ls Lorrie ready? I'm sorry l'm IaTe. Oh! Lorrie gasped, as she began dressing. Her dress was of pink chiffon wiTh scaTTered blue Tlowers. As she descended The sTairs, Frank sTared in open-mouThed admiraTion. SeaTed in his renTed car, Lorrie asked Tor an expIanaTion. Frank Told her he had been so engrossed in his school work and geTTing seTTIed ThaT he had TorgoTTen To ask her. He ThoughT she undersTood ThaT he was going To Take her. Oh, Frank, Lorrie murmured. IT's iusT like a boy To Take Things Tor granTed. BuT as They came inTo sighT of The school audiTorium, she IiTTed her head, and her eyes ouTshone The brighTesT lighT. A BROKEN DREAM IT's summer, and The skies are clear, And brighTIy shines The sun, While in The woods we walk, my love, And you and I are young. We Talk of naTure and of birds, Of flowers and oT Trees: SomeTimes you Tell delighTTuI Tales OT disTanT lands and seas. IT's noT your Tales ThaT please me so: IT is your voice and you, And while you Talk, I'm wondering Will you ever love me, Too? So Through The long, long summer monThs We wander, you and I,' BUT sTill your hearT is dead To me, And sTill I wonder why. H ELEN SH EARS. 8 TwenTy-Two , AWE x if in ir ' ff fp T T TW WORLD J,'1 1'i5'3T, Aucs COLEMAN, 7 4 AT lasT iT was evening. Nora walked ouT oT The resTauranT she worked in. lTs red neon sign ierked on and oTT sTreeTs were almosT empTy because sTeady click, click of her high heels a horn, and The piT-paT, piT-paT oT and was reTlecTed on The weT sidewalk. The oT The rain. All Nora could hear was The againsT The sidewalk, The occasional honk oT The rain. She TelT miserable and bored by The drabness OT her liTe. As she Turned a corner, she saw a chauTTeur open The door OT a rich black Cadillac sedan, and ouT sTepped a woman in a mink coaT, a Thick diamond braceleT sparkling on her wrisT. She walked Toward a swank aparTmenT hoTel, which had a doorman sTanding aT The enTrance, As he opened The door, he said, Good evening Mrs .... Nora couldn'T caTch The resT as she passed, buT how she wished ThaT she were ThaT woman, even Tor a day, To have everyThing and everyone aT her command! Nora rached The door oT her Cadillac sedan, The subway enTrance, and be- came one oT The Thousands of people pushing and shoving To geT home. As The Train rocked along, bringing her nearer To her desTinaTion, she kepT Thinking abouT The woman she had seen. AT lasT The Train pulled in aT her sTop. Nora goT oTT and hurried Toward The exiT. As she wenT up The subway sTairs, The Tresh air damp Trom The Train brushed her checks and Tilled her lungs. She looked aT a clock in a pawnshop window: iT said six-ThirT',y. She walked rapidly home, Through a disTricT oT cheap deparTmenT sTores, specialTy shops, and small groceries. She passed a candy sTore and heard The laughTer oT young people breaking The silence oT The evening. AT lasT Nora came To her block wiTh iTs old buildings, where unsuccessTul denTisTs' and lawyers' oTTices, pawnshops, and The like occupied The ground and second Tloors. She came To her doorway and wenT in a dark enTrance, up narrow worn sTairs, and inTo a dimly IighTed corridor. Passing The doors, Nora heard a man and his wiTe arguing over who should go ouT and geT The beer, a moTher scolding her son, and a cheap loud radio blaring ouT iazz Trom a brassy band. Then she came To her door and rang The bell. Her moTher answered, wiping her hands on her apron, her Tace Tlushed Trom cooking over The hoT sTove. She didn'T Tail, however, To give Nora a warm greeTing. Noro breaThed in The delicious Tragrance oT a sTew made Trom yesTerday's leTTovers, as she hung her damp coaT in The closeT. She called To her moTher ThaT she would help wiTh dinner in a momenT. Then she walked To her own bedroom Through The living room, wiTh iTs carpeT worn Through in a big round spoT in The middle and a Tew Threadbare chairs. Here, There was an iron bed wiTh a clean whiTe spread over iT, a hard sTraighT backed chair and a scraTched bureau. In The ba+hroam Nora washed her hands and sTood, sTaring aT her plain pleasanT Tace in The mirror. Her TaTher's cheerTul greeTing, I'm home, broke inTo Nora's ThoughTs abouT The rich woman, and she hasTily ran a comb Through her hair. She wenT To greeT him iusT as her broTher enTered. She helped her moTher wiTh The dinner, and TwenTy-Th ree when The Tamily saT down, They ioked, Talked, and laughed abouT The happenings in each one's day. Nora spoke abouT The rich woman she had seen and her desire To be in her place. l-ler moTher said, Nora dear, we may noT be rich like The woman you saw, buT we are rich in happiness. l can easily undersTand your wish Tor her kind OT riches, buT you never know whaT's behind iT. lk :F wk Y FF Mrs. Drexel AppleTon Ill sTepped ouT oT her black Cadillac sedan as her chauTTeur held The door open Tor her. She walked Toward her aparTmenT hoTel, where she didn'T condescend To reTurn The greeTing The doorman gave her as he opened The door. She walked inTo The elevaTor. When she reached The penThouse aparTmenT, her buTler opened The door Tor her, and she walked inTo The living room, wiTh iTs Thick imporTed rugs, richly upholsTered chairs, and windows draped in The mosT luxurious maTerial money could buy. Mrs. AppleTon murmured a good evening To her husband, who was looking ouT The window inTo The rainy nighT. She wenT inTo her bedroom, where her personal maid, Mimi, Took her mink coaT and puT iT in a closeT, where a halT dozen oTher Tur coaTs hung. In The baThroom she looked aT her Tace in The mirror, kepT young by massage and discreeT use oT make-up. She walked inTo her bedroom, and Mimi helped her dress Tor dinner. While she and her husband were eaTing silenTly, her son came in, breaking The Thick silence ThaT hung over The room. He asked Tor more money, which he was given, buT wiTh The warning ThaT he musT be sparing oT iT. ATTer he leTT, Mr. AppleTon rose Trorn The Table, and when his wiTe asked him where he was going, he made no reply. She looked sad Tor a momenT, Then rose, and wenT To The Telephone. She dialed a number and asked in a Talsely gay voice, Louise my dear, how abouT an evening oT bridge? THIS IS MY WCDTQLD AparTmenT houses on our sTreeT, The El Train going by, New York's TinesT on his beaT, Buildings ThaT Touch The sky: Going To school wiTh The gang each morn, FlirTing wiTh boys Trom Boys High, LisTening To Crosby, SinaTra, and Vaughn, And To sirens screaming by: My world lies before me, real and True, Unfolding day by day. Tangible, wiTh a kaleidoscopic view, Call iT whaT you may. YVONNE BINLEY, 7 TwenTy-Tour Yhlngx ra A PEr2soN xxfiiom I ADMIQED lr A person whom l greafly admired was my grandfafher, a fall, slender, whiff XX Ng, X ' 0 D . ini? I X K s'Q .Q 4 Mgffx X s ll 15 l X I -' fi X l' L Q l ff can X' V If x s l Lntrh Di' XF--2 l 'Gs ewENDoLYN NIC!-IOL, 3 X -S:SlQf+igf3'! haired old man wifh a very pleasanf personalify. When all is guief and my mind is relaxed, l sif in his favorife chair and recall pleasanf incidenfs of old. As l day! dream, l can sfll remember when he could raise his knee wifh me siffing on if. l-le would read many fairy fales fo me, and fhen l would resf my head on his shoulder and fall asleep. No child could feel more infense grafifude fhan l do fo my grand- fafher for fhe affecfion and inferesf which he gave me. l-le had a passion for making friends wifh people and animals. Above all, he loved fhe beaufies of nafure. Very offen we walked fhe counfry roads, breafhing fhe fresh air, admiring fhe beaufiful flowers, fhe grass, and fhe wide and varied beaufies of nafure. Af beclflme fhere were always sfories, and fhe ones l liked besf were about fhe clays when Grandfafher was a boy. Of ambifion fo become rich and powerful he had none, buf he was unselfish and considerafe of ofhers. l-le had a serene and happy old age, and if did nof puf ouf fhe quizzical sparkle in his eyes. l-le was nof a faulfless man: he loved affenfion and affecfion, as we all do. l-le loved neafness and became irrifable whenever he was in an unfidy room. All fhese fhings he fold me in his bedfime sfories, which l wanfed fo hear every nighf. me. There he lay on his deafh bed, Alfhough l was a child of only six, he said, Gwennie, fry fo lead fhe lf seemed fhaf now fhe fears would Then came fhe day when he musf leave and l saf by his side frying hard nof fo cry. l could see fhaf life was leaving him when unselfish life I have fried so hard fo feach you bursl' from my eyes, buf, no, l could nof cry alfhough l wanfed fo. l bore fhis grief wifhin, remembering fhe lasf words he had uffered. FG RGET Now you're away, l sfrive fo forgef The way you laugh, your glowing cigareffe. .l wanf fo forgef fhe way you look Your favorife song, your favorife book. l wanf fo forgef fhe way you wrife, The way you kissed and said goodnighf l wanf fo forgef you: yes, l do . . . And forgef how liffle l mean fo you. YVONNE BINGLEY, 7 Twenfy-five RLD E TI-I 5' Ny C r W v va' QQ , 'A . I ' ' f. I 13 IQ, 'J T fl: i l'1 A 4 W- . tiki Tiff' . ,,A., , ,, .NAU QF JOSEPHINE cHARLEMAeNE, 3 The world is made up oT many Things: man and beasT, sky and sea, woods and clearings, mounTains and hills, oceans, lakes, and rivers. IT is also made oT o+her inTangibIe TacTors: aches and pains, ioys and sorrows, loves and haTes. There is The world oT arT and music, The world oT IiTeraTure and books. I live in a TascinaTing world of books, oT which There are many kinds: novels oT love and crime, Tales oT advenTure and Travel, and poeTry. There are many books ThaT Tell oT human experiences. The people we meeT in Them are numerous and inTeresTing. There are The handsome lover and his beauTiTuI girl, The haTeTuI criminal ancl The law enforcing agenTs. We meeT persons who Travel here and There, resTIess, seeking new places, quainT cusToms, and new people. There is also The scienTisT, who Teels The Thrill oT new discoveries and The honors +ha+ are his reward. We meeT a boy or girl who has been in baTTle and Tor whom IiTe is now a new challenging experience, because a limb or sighT has been IosT or damaged. In The exciTing world oT books we Travel To disTanT lands, which in ordinary IiTe we may only hope To see. We Travel Through The UniTed STaTes, visiTing many inTeresTing places: WashingTon, The capiToI: YeIlowsTone Park, in Colorado. We may visiT England or Germany and see The devasTaTed counTryside, desTroyed by war. We may even go TurTher and visiT Japan and China and see The life oT These OrienTal peoples. While reading, we may visiT Africa and see The wonders oT iTs deserfs and jungles: The camel, elephanT, Tiger, leopard, and lion. We may also journey Through India, mysTic land oT enchanTmenT. In my land oT books, experiences may include a nighT spenT in prison or a sTay in a casfle wiTh a king or queen. I may be TransporTed To a baTTIeTieId wiTh a soldier TighTing Tor vicTory Tor his counTry. Or I may be in a hospiTal wiTh an iniured person or caring Tor The sick. I may live in cenTuries pasT or Those yeT To come. The world oT books is like The world of dreams, Tor having compIe+ed a book, we reTurn To our real world wiTh only vague recoIIecTions of The Things we have seen and done, places we have visiTed, and people we have meT. MY MARIE FLORENZA. 6 This is a world where The only living Things are Tlowersz big Tlowers, small Tlow- ers, red, whiTe, pink, or blue. This is how I Teel in my garden, Tacing The regal roses wiTh Their red, veIveTy soTT peTals, The brighT yellow daTTodiIs, and The new Tulips. OT course To raise These deIica+e blossoms requires a greaT deal of care, and ThaT's where Daddy comes i-n. I-Ie works hard To see ThaT They geT enough sun, waTer, and planT Tood: and we all siT back and waTch Them grow To Torm This lovely Tlower world. Do I help in The garden? Once I had To planT Tulip bulbs buT puT Them in upside down, and poor Dad had To dig Them up again. ThaT's The reason why I helped only once. Now every Time I ask, he Tells me ThaT The greaTesT help I can render is by siTTing down. Occasionally I waTer The garden, buT ThaT's abouT all. My Tlower world offers me a Teeling oT reIaxaTion, peace, and, oT course, enioy- menT: Tor I love To siT and waTch The Tlowers wiTh Their varieTy oT colors, The dew on The soTT peTals, and The blossoms swaying back and TorTh in The soTT breeze. I like To imagine a world Tull oT gardens enough Tor every one. WhaT a beauTiTuI colorTuI world iT would bel ,115 TN xy T tx A-J R . 'T-fail dx f2Ei3y'5' if MH. 7 2 TI-IF WORLD CDF TRAVEL 7- - MILDRED CARTER, 8 Since our ciTy is exTremeIy hoT in The summer, my Tamily decided on a Trip. Where should we go? Would iT be Canada, CenTraI America or The WesT Indies? ATTer reading a buIIeTin abouT an island in The Carribbean called Barbados, my TaTher decided ThaT was an ideal spoT To visiT, especially since The buIIeTin said ThaT The island boasTs a pleasanT cIimaTe. We seT ouT on a beauTiTul day during The second week in July. The scenery did noT inTeresT me unTiI we had been Traveling Tor Two days. ThaT evening The sunseT was The mosT beauTiTuI I have ever seen. The gorgeous shades oT orange againsT The curve OT blue waTer were enTrancing. ThaT nighT I pa+ien+Iy waTched To see whaT The moon would look like. ATTer a Tew hours, iT shone ouT in all iTs radiance, and The waTer sparkled like jewels. STars doTTed The sky, adding To an enchanTing picTure. The nexT day I saw all varieTies oT sea weed and The Tish known as Tlying Tish. They acTually Tly inTo The air when a ship is approaching. For Two more days we waTched The expanse oT waTer and sky. We saw The Toam in The wake oT The shio, which leaves a paTh To The horizon. On The TiTTh day I looked Through my porThoIe, and Through The haze of early morning I could see The ouTIine OT land. AT TirsT, iT appeared as mounTainsg Then a IighThouse came inTo view, and we knew ThaT we had reached our desTinaTion aTTer an enioyable voyage. As TourisTs, we were conducTed in cars and obTained a Tine view oT The island. The houses are painTed whiTe and green, a color which maTches The valleys and Tields oT sugar cane. The whole island seemed To be one mass oT green. When we visiTed Their beaches, we noTiced ThaT There is a greaT diTTerence Trom ours. The waTer is crysTaI clear: The sand is pure whiTe. There were no large crowds because The TemperaTure There remains aImosT The same from day To day. During The day iT is hoT, buT as The sun sinks To iTs resT, The air becomes lighTer, and nighTs are pleasanT. ThaT Trip was The reaIizaTion of all I had ever read oT in books. I hope Toimake many more journeys in my world of Travel. UTOPIA The kind of world ,I would like To see, Is a place where every man is Tree: A world in which all men are friends. And peace prevails To The very end. Where every man is proud oT his creed, And never ashamed oT ThoughT or deed: A world by whose laws all men abide, And Iive in happiness side by side. As I wriTe, I hope Tor a Tlag unTurIed, Over a heaven, a perTecT world. BLANCI-IE LAWTON, 7 TwenTy-seven Q sn mii- MRS. HORTENSE LEVISOHN PRINCIPAL April, I949 Dear Seniors: The fheme which you have selecfed for your senior yearbook symbolizes your realizafion fhaf, now fhaf your shelfered high school days are ending, you are abouf fo fake your places in fhe greaf world which lies beyond our doors. Thar world is neifher a complefely happy valley nor enfirely a vale of fears for good days and bad come fo us all. Our hopes for you are Thai' you may have an abundance of good days ennobled by fhe realizafion 'rhaf you are leading worfhy lives, working hard in good causes, and confribufing your share foward human welfare. May your pafhs be illuminafed by fhose momenfs of undersfanding of which fhe poef speaks: Oh, 'rhere are momenfs in man's morfal year When for an insfanf fhaf which long had lain Beyond our reach is on a sudden found ln fhings of smallesf compass, and we hold The unbounded shuf in one small minufe's space, And worlds wifhin fhe hollow of our hand,- A world of music in one word of love, A world f love in one quick wordless look, A world of fhoughf in one franslucenf phrase, A world of memory in one mournful chord, A world of sorrow in one liffle song. The day will soon come on which you will don your caps and gowns, receive your long-awaifed diplomas, and sei' forfh info fhe posf-graduafion world foward which you have been yearning. The affecfion and high hopes of your school will follow you as you sef ouf 'ro carve for yourselves fhe happy and useful careers for which you have been preparing. Yours wifh besf wishes., HORTENSE H. LEVISON Twenfy-nine PASSE, DOROTHY Class Arlisl All passes: Arr alone en during slays wiih us Designer Fashion lnsliiuie of Technol- ogy. MITCHELL, DOROTHY Presideni of Senior Class A good characfer carries wifh if lhe highesl power of causing a ihing lo be believed. Dieliiian-Praif lnsiilufe Thirly BOYCE-EL, NORMA Presideni of Arisfa Reason and iudgernenl are lhe qualilies of a leader, and you have lecl us well. NursinqvBroolclyn College af LUMPKIN, HELEN Vice-Presideni of Senior Class ln discord, war, miseryp virf rue is peace, and happi- ness and harmony. Teacher-Brooklyn College ESPOSITO, MARIANA Treasurer of L.L. Lei us lceep a firm grip on our money, ihe whole viriues are of grass. Secrelarial Work for wiihoul il' assembly of bui' as blades LONDON, THELMA Presidenl of l..L. Head Girl of Arisfa Enframed wiih lhe siudy of learning, and ihe admira- iion of virlueg siirred up wifh high hopes of living fo be brave men, and worlhy pairiols dear To God, and famous lo all ages. Medicine-Barnard College ATKINSON, JEAN Secreiary ol Senior Class I have buf one lamp by which my fee? are guided, and Thar lamp is experi- ence. Secreiary-l-lunier College. ELAM, NAOMI Class Treasurer Grade if may help, socieiy exfencl, Bur lures fhe Pirafe, and cor- rupls 'rhe friend: I raise armies in a nalioi-i's said, Buf bribes a senale, and The land beiray'd. VILLANO, CHRISTINE Co-Edilor of The Record Ol all Ihese arfs in which Ihe wise excel, na+ure's chief maslerpiece is wrlf- Ing wellf' Medical Technician PARSONS, HAZEL Co-Edilor of Ihe Record WhaI I have wriffen, have wrillenfl I.ibrariankBrooI4I'y1 College BROWN, FRAJAN Senlor Edifor of The Blue and Gold A manls gill malceih room for him, and brinqelh him before qreaf men. Teaching-I-Iunler College of fame 7?47 BOYD. DELORES Edilor-in-Chief of Blue and Gold Give me Ihe Fruil of her hands and Iel her own works praise her of Ihe gales. Medicine-Brooklyn College MRS. SPRINGER MISS PILS MRS. LIPSKY MISS MERO MR. SIEGEL CD III N III -I EVANS, THERESA Mosl Alfraclive She walks in beauly like llle niqlilf' ABRAMS, SUSIE Besl' Dressed A modesl woman, dressed oul in all lwer linery, is llwe mosl Tremendous obiecl ol' 'flue wliole crealion Medical Execulive lnslilule ol Applied Arls and Sciences. 1 l OWENS, MAMlE Class Allilele A lieallliy rnind in a lweallliy body Secrelary lnslilule of Applied Arls and Sciences. SHEARS, HELEN Class Dancer Hlzlullerinq and dancing in llie breeze. Secrelary. GILMORE. EULA Class Singer When slie sang llwe village lislenedu Business. WARNER, GLORIA Miss G. l-l. S. To adorn our clwaraclers by llie cliarm ol an amiable nalure sl-rows al once a lover of beauly and a lover of man. Clwernisl Fisk Universily. HIRSCHBERG, PHYLLIS HORTON, HELEN Williesl Mosl Popular She sliall endeavor lo en- Abilily wins us llwe esleem liven moralily willi wil, and ol lrue men: luck, llial of 'lo Temper wil willi moral- 'flue people ily. Business. Nursing Brooklyn l-lospilal. HESLOP, ETTA STEVENSON. ALLEAN Mosl Likely lo Succeed Class Musician Wl1en a man succeeds. lie ll music be llme food ol does il in coile ol every- love, play on body. and nol willw llwe as- Musician ssislance of everybody. Brooklyn College. JAMES, NAOMI Class Aclress The life of youll! and beau- ly is 'loo slnorl lor bringing an aclress lo her perfec- lion Lawyer Brooklyn College. ADAMS. JEAN ETTE Business AMEKER. THELMA Nursing ANDERSON, MURIEL Business ARMSTRONG, MILLICENT Nursing BAGLEY, MILDRED Modeling School BARKER, ENID Business BLOCKER, HATTIE Nursing BODDIE, EVELYN BREAKER. ROSEMARY l-lancll School BROWN, RODESSA Telephone Co. BU RKE. MARGUERITE Music Howard U niversi+y CADOO. SHIRLEY Teacher Brooklyn College Thirly-H1 re CULPEPPER, GLADYS N ursing DAVEN PORT, RU BY Business DAVIS, OLIVIA Nursing Kings Counfy Hospilal ELIJAH. CORRINE Virginia Slafe Teachers Col- lege ELLIS, LILLIE Business FIERCE, HELEN Business Tlwirry-'Four FOWLER. THELMA GAINES, MARJORIE Praclical Nursing Caldonia l-lospilfal MARY GALANTI Secrefa rial Work GAMBRELL, CATHERIN E Clerical Worker GEORGES. MARY Tvpinq GOLD, URSULA Medicine New York Universily CANNAM ELA, BRUNILDE Secreiarial Work N.Y.U. CARLTON, GERTRUDE lnsiifufe of Applied Arls and Sciences CARTER, MARY CARTER, MILDRED Accounfing Packard Business College CASON, MURIEL lnsfifufe of Applied Arfs and Sciences CHAMBERS, BEATRICE Librarian Brooklyn College CHARLEMAGNE, Social Work JOSEPHINE S+. Augus'iine's College CHAVIS. BERNICE Nursing Kings Counfy Hospifal CLAY, ARLENE Typis+ Drake's Business School COACHMAN, WILHELMINA Clerical Worlcer COLEMAN, ROSEMARY Nursing CU LM ER, AN NA Business Tlwirfy-five GREEN. JULIA Business GREEN E, DOLO RES Business GREENFIELD. FLORENCE Denial Assislanf Mandi School HARRELL, LAURA Dental Hygienisr lnsfifufe of Applied Aris and Sciences HARRIS, DOROTHY Teacher Virginia Union Universily HAYWOOD, FRANCES Music Fisk U niversily Thirly-six HICKS, GEORGIE Die+e+ics Prafr lns'ri+u're HILL. MARLENE Beauly Cullure La Roberfs Beauly School HOMCHUK, OLGA Business F W ,Lf G - , fy If flkjf ifglv HUTCHERSON, ALICE Business Drakes Business School JOHNSON. RITA Business School JONES, VIVIAN N ursing Fordham Hospilal KELLY, DIANA Denial Assisianl 1 I KING, ERNESTINE Business KOCH, DO-LORES Clerical Work MACANIC, CONSTANCE Typisl Insl-ilufe of Applied Arfs and Sciences MARILLA, ELDORA Nursing Fordham Hospiial MARINO. MARIA Dress Design Praff lnsiiiuie MARTIN, BERTHA Execulive Assisianl Inslirure of Applied Arls and Sciences MARTIN, GWENDOLYN Pedialrician Brooklyn College MASON, MURIEL Typing Franklin lnslilure MATTHEWS, BARBARA N ursing Hampion lnsiifufe McALLISTER, BERNICE Clerical Work MCCORMICK, CORRINE Social Work l-lunier College Tliirfy-seven McCULLOUGH, FRANCES Coslume Designer Insfilule of Applied Arls and Sciences McKINNEY,- ARABELLA Business MILLS, LETTI E Secrelarial Work Corlez Pelers College MORRIS, FRANCES Bookkeeping Helifley and Browne MOE, BARBARA Business MURPHY, TILLIA Nursing Tl'1irIy-eigl'11' NICHOL. GWENDOLYN Plwysicisf I-lunler College NORGROVE, PATRICIA Laborafory Technician Brooklyn College PALMER, VERA Accounling Packard Business College PANCO, LILLIAN Hofel Managemenl' lns'ri+u+e of Applied Arls and Sciences PATERNOSTER, LENA Bookkeeping and Typing PEDRAJA. ROSE Teacher Brooklyn College PEOPLES, MARY Clerical Work Insfifufe of Applied AHS and Sciences PIZZIGNO, ROSE Clerical Work PONTILLO. JOSEPHINE Bookkeeping PURDIE, LUCILLE Insfifule of Applied Sciences REBELLO. ROSE Business RIZZI. GEMMA Business Arls and SCOTT. CATH ERINE Denial Assislanl New York S+a+e lnshfufe of Applied Arfs and Sciences SHAPIRO, JOYCE Teacher Brooklyn College SIRIGNANO, ROSE Secrela rial Work SMITH, ALFREDA Welfare Island Praclical Nursing SOLOMON, PICOLA Nursing i Kings Counfy Hospilal STANDEN, EVELYN Business Tlwlrly nine STEVENSON, ELIZABETH STEWART, MILD RED lnslifule of Applied Arfs and A Sciences STIGI, MARGARET Business STITH, FLORINE Home THIGPEN, THELMA Secrelarial School THOMAS, ANN CAROL Social Worker N.Y.U. For'Iy THOMAS. VELMA Business THOMPSON. JEAN Business TOSCANO, LILLIAN School TOWE, IRIS Diefefics N WALL, BERNICE Dress Designer Ins+i'ruIe of Applied Arfs and Sciences WASHINGTON, MARY Nursing WATSON. 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