North Shore Country Day School - Mirror Yearbook (Winnetka, IL)

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f3 5 tf JUNIORS CLASS 1935 E COME to school and work all day We never have a time for play You mustn ' t yell and scream. They say, You ' re Juniors now. The teachers all look very glum They say that we are much too dumb And please remove your chewing gum, You ' re Juniors now. At leaving of our mirror out And putting lipstick on they shout And please don ' t leave your books about, You ' re Juniors now. More and more comes the refrain, It seems my words are said in vain. Please shut that locker door again. You ' re Juniors now. But these rebuffs we well do stand This strong and sturdy little band Will shortly fool the teachers, and Be Seniors now. -26-

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called cues. (Ah, here is a cue which is a clue to the mystery.) They love to drink tea in China though some prefer it in tin cups. The Seniors used to have tea at Leicester Hall, but now we don ' t. From the window of Leices- ter we could see all the trains go by. (Again we are on the track!) They go to Milwaukee. That is a Socialistic City which was looked upon with favor during the first decade of this century by Bob La Follette who was a Progressive ! He was the Adam of Progressive things and he ' s dead, but Progressive Education isn ' t, because it is that man ' s child, like Phil and young Bob. There we are ! Progressive Education is one of the La Follette boys, do you see? —25-

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THE JUNIORS THE Juniors, it is said are the hardest working class, And as reward for all their work into college they shall pass ! With Taylor as their leader and Gilbert at the head They will face and conquer miseries of poverty and dread. The Mornipg Ex is one of these outstanding occupations Which the Junior class has added to its trials and tribulations. They revolutionized the Lunch Line, after quantities of trouble Until it ran right through its paces almost on the double! Out on the Athletic Field or in the Study Hall The Junior Class (What a class!) is always, on the ball. The Girl ' s room on a schoolday is always full of static And on Mondays in advisory was simply, Psychopathic. The boys upon the other hand were quiet, yet ferocious, And always looking for a chance to help Tuberculosis. And this was plain for on their door, as emblems of their might, One thousand thirty-five new Christmas seals stuck good and tight! Until the fateful day came round, when Wilfred with his knife Scraped with all his might and main those stamps away from sight. The Junior Prom then came around amidst a blaze of glory. The success of which we ' ll have to pass for it ' s far too long a story. The Jurior year is at an end, with its memories and knowledge, But still there lingers one main thought — Where to go to college? -27-