Notre Dame de Sion High School - Sionian Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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. If -t - X .xxx f it 1 , 1 4 if - f I' M ' l, f g fx e 'L s V V 2 - rg F H5331 ' . 3' :ig5u,ll1,H F fly D l -Qfaw ..,,- -. x ur 5 tory 6 O, for a muse of fre, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention! ll A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene. hx 15 Then perhaps the inspiration, which would enable me to record the mighty deeds of the Class of Twenty-seven, would not be lacking. if With what horror did we anticipate our first year as high school students! A fidgety and rickety group were we. Why fidgety and rickety? Well, because some of our highly enlightened ff' elders had told us that the academic courses were utterly beyond the petite brains g of the Freshmen. They told us that there were volumes and volumes of history, ,lfij containing gruesome tales of giants like Alexander, who sat astride Mount lff Olympus and dabbled his feet in the Hellespont. A Our heads were in a perfect me daze when they mentioned unpronounceable heroes like Aeschylus and Sophocles, Af Euripides and Pericles, sea nymphs and satyrs, pyramids and sphinxes who N gppled it On the light fantastic toe to Moonlight and Roses, played by rp eus. A These very smart elders of ours told us of a distressing kind of square root and proht and loss solved by symbols, in which the students were principally lost. You may ask: Did you believe them? We did believe them, for were ,-- 1. there not admired Seniors among these falsifying elders? But when the day actually dawned, the memorable September tenth, nine- teen hundred twenty-three, things were not so bad. It is true, busy nuns, a bedlam of girls, books, bells, and other things were somewhat confusing. But by degrees our poor little minds began to work. The gigantic misproportions of our sagacious big sisters assumed Liliputian shape, so they were easily admitted into the not-so-petite-brained Freshmen. Q We found that their Alexander was after all only an ordinary individual who did conquer worlds, but who could not conquer himself. And all the other 'M so-called heroes fell into their respective places. The hrst thrill of the season came when we were the guests of honor at ' ., . ,, . . . ,Xl the get-acquaintedidance. Imagine' one hundred or more girls in lovely blue ufriforimi with shining white collars and cuffs going through a grand march paye y a real orchestra. Did we get acquainted? Yes, indeed. Mary ,il Sullivan was a real fairy that evening, for she certainly did help the helpless with her gift of gab. is The next affair of importance was the Juniors' Snow Dance. The auditorium was a veritable fairy dell. Decorators had been busy for days hzlngifmdg srgzw, snovl: everyxglfhere. hlfly, how imrgortant we felt that evening. ou a enior as us to ance? ow some o us envied Hazel Juanita as ' she gracefully glided the length of the Hoor with Helen Stewart. This was lr followed by the Grad's Apron Dance. I shall never forget that lovely picture. fill How sweet the girls looked in those many-colored, dainty frocksl And just l. for .wylllf ' 'Um il. g r r Ml inrfl' .4'4,, J A will ,...,,,, bil, wi ul i lllllvllllllllmiall Thirty-one