Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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BacJ( How: M. Baur. M. Turner, M. Gibson, M. Bellows. K. PilUburv, I). Brown, D. Dyar, N. Cash. K. Walker. Third Ron-: C. StinchKrld. M. Muse . II. Goodman, N. Gcltman. E. Siegel. I). Cook. P. Haugen. II. Ridgeway, P. Andrew . Second Ron-: |. Thorpe. L. Smith, K. Ryerson, P. Elwcll. S. l-'crgcstad. M. Robbins. S. Sweatt. I.. MacDonald. I.. Alexander. Front Ron R. Driscoll, N. Fisher, H. Crosby. B. ClilTord. E. Ilcndcrvm. P. Sweatt, M. Wilkinson. N. Solstad. Everyone Thinks of the Seventh Grade . . . % As a place lor meek little, weak little maids, rlatt D farr : R. Driscoll, Secretary-Treas- urer: K. PilUbury, President. Hut that’s just a ridiculous hoax. Everyone thinks that we’re all afraid Of our Seniors, hut we’re all so big That they arc afraid of us. Everyone thinks we’re so terribly small That we’re hardly even here at all— Who heat the eights in volleyball5 Who cat like bears? That’s us. of course. The “babies of the Upper School. Reading magazines m the book-nook Party line-up C23]

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In the shifting kaleidoscope Of our memory, In the flux and flow Of motion and emotion. We follow Mach remembered event Of the separate days. Others may see here Only the humdrum. Daily repetition, Only the regular beat Of a scheduled routine. But we remember The underlying current Of feeling and thought Which silently surged Through the pattern Of our days. C22]

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AW. M Kcnncit, I.. McCarthy. M. Barba I Mi, G. Clifford. K. Riley. P. Hacking. L. West. K. Strom me. Third Row: M. Ilawkin-v.n, B. M.K.r. C. Onan. J. Johnson. C. Roger . |. Dairy in pic. B. Marklc. Second Row. S. Miller. L. Aldrich. G. Dorn. L. Bagiev, L. Roger . K. Carney, A. Walling. From Row: C. Hanven. S. Worthing. 1- Antlru . R. Bran. M. Y'anIVnBcrg, C. Cornelius, A. Wakefield. The Eighth Grade is Known For Two Tilings, Class Officers: C. Onan. Sectary-Treasurer; R. Bean. President. RrmrmUr the first dancer And one is having scads and scads of boyfriends of every sort and size Whose names they repeat about two octaves over normal tone. And the other is Hating Boys. Now of the confused author of this poem it is the earnest advice That if you somehow fail to grasp the logic of these young minds And decide to venture among them the truth to find. Brace Yourself. For if there is one thing of which you may always be sure It is the absolute necessity of bracing yourself Whenever you pass within fifteen miles of an eighth grader. For whether she was just asked out by the Most Wonderful Boy in the World on a Fabulous Date Or was not invited and has sworn of! boys forever And all she can think of is Hate Hate Hate. This much is sure. That however meek and innocent the question you ask about hoys. It will be answered with a considerable degree of violence And no small amount of noise. • See editor' note page S' Princess Ginger man in book week play Z2M