McKinley Junior High School - Purple and Gold Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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bT.f.,,,IIs.TfLI.,Q tffYYTfT,,!4Y ll S. S. McKinley To me McKinley Junior High School is a giant ocean liner, the S. S. McKinley. The captain of this ship is Mr. Brown. The sailors are the teachers of McKinley. The passengers are the pupils who come and go each year. This ship sails from Port Grammar School across the sea of Edu- cation to Port High School. The McKinley is a strong ship as it battles the 'storms of the sea. lt teaches its passengers to have a strong character, so they may bat- tle the storms of life successfully when they leave it. Under the glorious Stars and Stripes this ship flies the colors Purple and Gold.-Da-niel Cotter, A7. .. - THE GOLDEN RULE 1By Lorene Welch, B35 A little boy sat in the shade of a tree, And gazed at the branches above. On a gnarled old limb a nest he could see, And he looked for a stone or a club. Then he said to his mother, If I just had a stone, I know I could knock that nest downg But the mother said, No, that'S the little bird's home: You just leave the stones on the ground. Suppose, my dear, that when we returned home, Our own nest in ruins should beg The nest above is the little birds' home, And they'll need it until they can Hy. You must remember, my boy, ne'er to do Unto others what y0u'd not have them do to you. My LLAj.IlillJ..llllllLLLLLLL

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T W YTTYYY,1mfYY Y'?s.,:.Y Last Sad Rites for Kid Day A funeral procession was held on April 1 for the purpose of burying Lit- tle Kid Day by the A9,girls. The girls were dressed in black, and assembled in the gym room. The boys, although not in the procession, wore black ties, and black bands around their left arms. The occasion was a very sad one for the A9's, especially when Mr. Brown, who left a meeting for the ceremony, arrived with a roll of black crepe paper and a hand towel. The black paper was to show that he was also mourning, and the towel he used continually while showing his ability to cry. V7 hen asked how he felt, he answered: 'LI have a stream in my eyes, a fall in my voice, a wave in my hair, a spring in my knee, a cataract in my brain, and a creek in my neck. Altogether they make an ocean in my head. The sermon, which was written by Lueile Lawson, was delivered by Irma Woehler from a dictionary. It was as follows: 'LI now stand before you in behalf of the A9 class to perform a ceremony which will make a lasting im' pression upon the minds and feelings of these superfluous young p:ople. Now. if in delivering this harangue, I may take the time for expressing this wish, I will do so. I desire my assembled hearers to remain exceedingly quiet during my preliminary oration. I will now begin. To our chief, Mr. Brown, to members of the learned profession, and to the studious characters of McKinley, I wish to say that on Friday, March 27, 1925, Little Kid Day was quickly hurled from the brains of the A9's. This was such a calamity and sudden shock that at 12 :Ol o'elock that afternoon the news was spread that Kid Day was dead. Dear Little Kid Day, you are three years old today. Your merry laughter is no more. fA9's crying together, 'Boo-hool' The casket, which was made by Pearl Crum, was lined with black, and 'LLittle Kid Day was covered with white carnations. Mr. Brown very kind' ly consented to leave the casket in the main office during the rest of the day, where it was viewed by many passersfby. M1'. Brown and many teachers, to' gether with the pupils of the lower grades, considered it a very iine joke, but did not notice the long faces of the A9's during the rest of that day.-Lucile Lawson, A9. '23 L..L .L L L L.J...LJL L L L L L LLLLLL L L L

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T112-vY Tv,vv1 r1yvivvY.Y!.g3 Alice Ball Struthers fSylvia Dolhinow, 138.1 When we pause a moment in the stream of life To look back into the happy past, There is one whose face we will always recall, And whose good we'll remember to the last. To us she was as a. friend so dear So loving and helpful to allg She was always willing to help those in woe, And served alike both great and small. We'll remember her as a friend so kind Who advised us with council sage, And showed us that which we prize so much, That in doing right only, should we engage. Fm sure we'l1 all be able to say, She helped us to better our lives, And all of us will be grateful to her For guiding us higher to strive. From the past we recall many memories fond, Of schoolmates, teachers, and others, But of that vast number, just one stands forth, Our own Alice Ball Struthers. X lxx lf n f f f it vi' W, 'ig L' fllllllell-ILLlQL ILi1LZ,j : :rf