Mount Holyoke College - Llamarada Yearbook (South Hadley, MA)

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Dance Club Westerfield. Ilrtpoks (pkks- im-vr), lllake. and I h i mark Speech Club immerman, Stahl (phksi- DKNT). ami Lentz Where are you going tonight? t Dance Club something in you Ion ml ex- pression in graceful bodil movement. Hours ol hard work ami intense rehearsal la behind tin control and harmony of movement displayed at recitals . . . Maybe you were in Speech Club, giving dra- matic skits over II YN. attending poetrv read- ings. getting involved in the year's big recital. 011 worked hard, gained a lot. Some to Cosmopolitan Club Here foreign and American students got into closrr contact. t meetings, sometimes with neighbouring colleges, there was talk of Shanghai and the Mps; you sang old French songs: learned Mexican dances. Monro » (i»HRS|| knt), Cross, lievning, and Hall a dvr

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Dr. Fenwick of Bryn Water with Murray, president of i.R.C., and Bern is, vice-president. Thursday night meant Public Affairs Lectures You couldn't feel cut off from the world and ils events when you heard distinguished speakers like Krika Mann, Sonia Tomara. Carroll Binder. The f orums afterwards were often led by mem- bers of I.R.C. which tried to fill the important need during war times for a cool, unprejudiced discussion group, seeking the best information and historical background on any subject and bringing it to its members. Iso a part of the Mount Holyoke l orum was the newly-organized Student League for Pro- gressive Action, ils fundamental purpose the strengthening of democracy. Perhaps you picked potatoes, plucked turkeys, sold defense stamps, danced with Yestover Field men, or took walks “for defense . Ml these were part of this year's active S.L.P.A. program on campus. 12 Simsurian (pkbsidknt), and Barren

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 It had to be done nu met all the best people in situations like these: vigorously scrubbing their teeth, plowing through a pile of laundry, bellowing gaily off-key in the shower, drawing their room male's bath, or balding that school-girl complexion. And with someone there to rinse off those last soapsuds, even shampooing wasn't too bad. Even if it meant 1:30 Yoifrc a whiz at typing, or you're the search and slam kind. Your paper was due tomorrow; you tapped madly to get it done before quiet hours. Ibit there were distractions: Glenn Miller on the radio, and your roommate telling jokes. So 1:30 found you down in the cold, lonely dining room wondering how the whole house got to bed so earlv. II hat's funny. Lee?