Pershing Middle School - Reflections Yearbook (San Diego, CA)

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Sophomore Hayride. On Friday afternoon, April 1, the Sophomore Class entertained the school by a lWienie Roastf The witty Sophomores, thinking it would please their honorable classmates to ride in the old time way, secured a large hay wagon and a beautiful span of bronchos. The poor Sophomorets hearts suddenly failed when the ferocious animals gave a desperate lunge Skyward, bringing forth terrific shouts of fear and horror from the frightened crowd. The horses were soon calmed, however, and we reached our destination in safety, Where we played games and roasted wienies and marshmallows. When the event was ended, all declared they had had a scrumptuous time. Dinner Tendered Fresno County Principals. On the afternoon of October 30 the Domestic Science Department tdirect- ed by Miss Hun'Q, served a very attractive dinner to the Principals of the County. Mr. Bohns and several of the hunters of the community supplied wild duck for the feast, preceding which members of the School Board enter- tained the Principals with a ride about the country. 7W

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Get Acquainted Party. The first social event of the year was the TGet Acquainted Partyt given by the old students to the Freshmen and new students in the High School Audi- tor1um. The early part of the evening was joyously passed with games and music. After a short period of amusement, light refreshments were served. Before departing for home the merry crowd gathered around the piano, filling the au- ditorium with their partiotic voices as they sang the school song. The once timid Freshmen were now seen intermingling with the upper classmen. A11 fear of dislike of High School had deserted them when the hour of departing arrived. Freshmen Party. The faculty and student body were delightfully surprised by the Treturn 'partyt given by the plucky Freshmen. We were taken in cars about three miles from the High School, where we found beautiful grass and a huge pile of wood. Games were played until dark, then the wood was set afire, starting a terrific rush for the eats. Students were seen with long sticks in one hand roasting wienies, while the other hand was busily engaged in poking the sizz- ling and juicy wienies into their mouths. Others ran around munching marsh- mallows. We all went home declaring the event a success. Christmas Party. Both faculty and students were once again little tots clad in knee pants and short dresses. Unexpectedly Santa Claus quietly stole into the room amid the laughter, and distributed the toys, popcorn, candy and apples to the eager little kiddies. Dilthy Entertainment. On the evening of January 28 the Dilthy family gave a musical concert whrch drew a good crowd to the High School. n.43h

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LITERARY $ A Wilmals Revelation ITTLE Wilma Brackney made a curious sight as she sat huddled under L the red rose bush in the back yard of the old farm house belonging to Mrs. Smitters, a cross old widow. VVilma,s hair, which was naturally yellow and made more yellow by constant exposure, was piled in a tangled heap on her head, her face was very red andchapped, and her bare feet and legs were scratched and bleeding from the blackberry bushes from which she had just gathered a basket of beautiful purple berries. Her dress was a made over one? and was sadly stained by the berry juice. It had once belonged to Mrs. Smitters with whom she had lived for the past five years. Wilma propped her elbow on her knee and began to think aloud. nI wona der if my mamma in heaven knows that Smitters ta name Wilma gave her uardian when she was aloney makes me eat scraps, and stay home from school, anl go lway out in the field at night after the cow, Inlen at night sleep on an old hard straw tick in the attic. I wish I could go see her just once, I know she would be good to me anlgll Quack, Quackf came the impatient sounds from Ducko, who had been sitting dreaming by her side and who wakened and wished to be petted. Ducko was a small, young duck who had been crippled so that it could not follow the brood and Wilma seized the chance to make it her only pet. She had become so attached to it that it seemed to be her all. 0, Duckofl she exclaimed, Pd forgot you were here! You are a good duckie, you woke me just in time. I see Smitter coming to see if I ainlt loafinfl With that Wilma sprang up and sped toward the house with the basket of berries. Mrs. Smitters met her at the pump and grabbed her roughly by the arm, saying, You little brat! What have you been doing all this time? You have been out there long enough to pick fifty baskets of berries? With that she shoved Ducko aside and hurried Wilma into the house. llYou,ll just do without your dinner if you donlt get that floor scrubbed before noon? Mrs. Smitters grabbed up her market basket and bag and stalked off toward town to do her morning shopping, leaving Wilma speechless and almost in tears. When she had gone XVilma slipped to the door and opened it a tiny crack and called softly: nDucko, Duckof, She was answered by the usual, llQuack, Quack? and Ducko paddled in to the kitchen. Wilma flew to the pantrv and got a glass of milk for herself and a crust of bread for Ducko; then she pro- ceeded to mop the kitchen floor. She had just gone over it the first time when she heard a knock at the Iront door. Her heart leapt to her throat. She grabbed the astonished duck into her apron, not knowing anylbetter place to keep him, and ran to the door high