John Marshall High School - Marshallite Yearbook (Richmond, VA)

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This picture was taken before blue Monday 5 U i l ment, Nothing dangerous, but certainly alarming. i'My, that was close-hut what's that? breathed Ann. Umm! What a dee-lish-us smell tickled the end of her nose! At that moment she happened to he passing a cooking class in action. The girls-hut not all girls, for there was one boy-were making all sorts of cookies. Sniff! It happened! Somchody, prohahly the boy, had burned his cookies to a crisp. But that's cooking for you. Snip! Rip! Pin!-Ouch! Yes, Ann was nearing the sewing room. Girls were pinning patterns to material while others were turning up hems in skirts. W!hite chalk blew into her face as she approached a lassie posed as a model for dress hemming. They were using a spray to mark the length of the dress. With the sound of sewing machines still whizzing in her ears, Ann ventured further, only to hump into someone. Why, Mr. Gayle! she smiled. Yes, her old friend, Dir. Walter Gayle, a TVTARSIIALLITE photographer, was still busy taking pictures. He was about to catch The Jlonocle in the lnakTng.J, Ann flllloxvefl eagerly. Yvhat would Christmas he without a dolly? Entertainment for the soldiers Silent night, holy night! All is calm . . Handle her carefully . . . she's Celluloid! 4124!

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girls in white and the boys in dark suits made a lovely sight on the auditorium stage. To- gether they presented a choral recitation with the choir singing carols. It must have been wonderful, sighed Ann, lingering with former memories of her school days. Lighted candles tlickered as each new mem- ber, still trembling, tiled onto the stage to take the oath of allegiance to the National Honor Society. Former members of the society, robed in blue, led them up the aisle. Proud mothers and fathers had been notified, although Mary and Iohnnyu had been kept in secret. That occasion was always a superspeeial one to me, remarked Ann, a former member of the Honor Society. But I'll never forget what happened later. Yes, Ann was referring to the initiation which always follows. For a week the society infants were at the will of the former members. Bliss Diary V. Williams, the very capable sponsor of the Honor Society, is proud of the group and the standards it upholds. Strolling casually through the halls, Ann peeked inside ot' a room when- Booml Bangl Pont! And then . . . a cloud of smoke rolled out of the chemistry lab. Some brilliant would-be chemist had added a little too much of a substance to his experi- Right number this timel This student in the D. O. T. class helps to keep 'em flying v Betty and Nanny Nliss Henson does our principal's Practice:makes perfect Christmas shopping 1251

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Machine shop for girls Tuning it up Do-ra-me The staff members were caught in the act of past- ing up the next edition ofthe school newspaper to be carried to the printer. I - u - g space, - u - g space, sounded a teacher's voice in a nearby room, as she was teaching beginners the keyboard of a typewriter. Smiling at the slow process of the class, Ann wan- dered unmindful upon an advanced typing class in the corridor. Quickly she ran down the glass steps toward the basement, but she could still hear the fast clicking, as the would-be stenographers continued their work. ' S Three cheers for M.l Ann watched the boys in the electric and machine shops preparing themselves for future service in Uncle Sam's armed forces. lllachines were rapidly spinning as the boys, intent upon their work, re- paired and made parts of machinery. Students from these classes continue their study of mechanics by working in nearby airports and shops. Camoutlagel Yes, the art classes were learning how to camouflage. They were in the process of making fake trees and shrubbery for the use of the Army. Hlohn hlarshall has really helped to bring this Music, Maestro, please 1251