Rabouin High School - Rab Jab Yearbook (New Orleans, LA)

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. . ACTIIVIITIIIES . , Communigf Cheri This year, we Rabouin girls really blazed the trail as far as the Community Chest program was concerned. An enthu- iastic group of Student Body Officers conducted a successful drive for funds- culminating with the awarding of three large blue feathers for the outstanding appropriate essay, poem and poster. Jean Harris, commercial art senior, won the feather for art work. The winning essay and poem follow. EGO You may think I am a conceited fellow. My ego may go too farg but take heart, for at the end of my tale perhaps you will change your mind. I am a friend to all. No foes have I. My popularity is due mainly to my charity-. I am not a rich fellow but ah-do I wish I were, for then I could carry my work on much farther! The idea first came to me that popular- ity came with the masses. So-not liking the idea of being an unknown soul, I hit upon the thought of charity. Now I am an affectionate soul, and I crave love. Unable to find a better way to receive it, I decided to do all the good I could in this world, and gain the love I sought. Every year I campaign for a personal sacrifice from the able individuals in my community. From the bounty I collect, I take the greatest pains in distributing it in the best way possible to those in dis- tress. I make a thorough investigation of everyone I give to, in order that the most needy individuals receive this help. Some of the loot goes to Orphanages, Asylums, Sanitariums, Old Folks' Homes, Convalescent Homes and Hospitals. Too, I do not neglect the individual. It would give me the greatest pleasure RAB-IAB in the world if you could see the joy I give to others. I suppose it is my ego again, but I love to see gratitude shown to me. It is something that is really genuine. Real gratitude can be nothing else. To see those depressed and haggard faces brighten up in thanks, would make any heart throb with glad emotion. Then, to be able to say to yourself, I am the cause of this happiness . It is the thrill of a lifetime! Now I am so egotistical that for all that money could buy I would not trade the excitement I feel, when those troubled people look up to me as their God-sent Savior. It is time that you are getting tired of hearing my conceited prattle. You are probably wondering who this self-centered fellow can be. It is your desire that I divulge my name. But-now comes the shock of your lives! CThe one I promised you in the beginning of my talej I am none other than you+and you-and you-and yes- you sitting over there! I am combined of each and every one. Without you, I would be non-existent. Now-think hard. You have been experiencing this thrill many times. And now is your chance again. So -come one, come all! Everyone contrib- ute so that your ego will not experience its downfall. Now is the time to relieve your curios- ity and tell you who this Very Remark- able Fellow is. I am, or rather you are, the Community Chest. Gertrude Hopkins, Commercial Art Senior. THE N EEDY To children without mothers To love them as we do Let's try to make them happy And make each day seem new. Thirty-one

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There are those who cannot play or run, For the crutches God has given them To a child are not much fun. So let us make them happy In what we do and say, For all these things they hope for When they kneel at night to pray. To old ones who, for many years Have lived in sad neglect, Let's do for them, just what we can And make their hearts forget. Did you ever wake from your bed at dawn And look at the clear blue sky And see the beautiful flowers, And the sparrows that fly by? Oh, how fortunate and happy And thankful we should be, That God has given us the night These beautiful things to see. There are those who live in darkness And never see the day. So again let's make them happy In some small helpful way. Such people as these We may be someday. For we never know Faith leads the Way. God is good and merciful And helps His people great, So let's give to the Community Chest Just for His own sake. Charity is a thing That cannot ever be bought It really must come naturally From deep down in your heart. Caroline di George-Clothing Junior. On The Good SIJQJ Prenklenti' Our fall boatride was in October last year, and you don't have to ask: Did you have fun? Because we did! even though we waited until 1940 to talk about it. It was a lovalee day when we all got on the .Steamer President, and the whole trip up the good old Mississippi, past the docks, river and steam boats, right up to the Spillway, was grand. Incidentally, the Thirty-:wo jitterbugs jittered the dance floor all day long. No doubt their legs felt like boiled macaroni the next day-but it was worth it! And very soon another boatride is com- ing up for all the new and old students to enjoy fwith Delgado and Peters Schools alongl. Last time Miss Rathe's girls won the prize for selling the most tickets. And this time? Well, it's up to you and you and YOU as to who will be this year's winner! Book Week A Book Week observance made its debut on the Rabouin program calendar this year when we joined the national celebration during the Week of November 12-18. The theme selected by the national headquarters, Books Around the World , was carried out through exhibits, posters and book jackets, and a program given in the school auditorium. Weeks in advance found the Library Science girls in their Sewing and Art classes diligently working on the exhibit they planned to display dur- ing Book Week . When the appointed time arrived, the exhibits proved quite inviting to the entire student body and faculty members. The program was a most enjoyable one. The first number consisted of a playlet entitled, Books Around the World , in which book characters stepped from their pages to entertain us with intimate glimp- ses of life in foreign lands. Then, we sailed on to Africa with Anna Lee D'Aquin who told about her adven- tures while living in that fascinating coun- try. Anna Lee's many word descriptions were illustrated with pictures. A spectacle to see was her novel doll collection, and all were sorry when the hour was over and, reluctantly, we got back to earth again! Right then and there, We resolved that next year Rabouin would again join the nation in its annual Book Week celebration. RAB- IAB