Robert Louis Stevenson School - Circus Yearbook (New York, NY)

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QOJCIAIIJ ggffulnf This is an interview that never went off. The day I was to meet Mrs. Strumpf, our charming and usually quite serious music teacher was bubbling all over the stage, telling us that her husband was just getting his discharge after four years overseas. As she flew out of assembly hall she waved back that she'd see us in a few weeks - but that this occasion demanded a vacation and she was taking one. So now there'll be no more Mrs. Strumpf for a couple of weeks, and that's what happened to my scheduled interview. I did dig up a little bit of information - Mrs. Strumpf went to Hunter. She is a lst Rate Citizen according to one of the other teachers. She loves folk music and she once assured me that she has oodles of boogie-Woogie records - right next to Bach. She's an accomplished pianist, and has given quite a few recitals and appeared with various groups. She believes everyone can carry a tune - and her Friday course in Music Appreciation is something that more and more of the students get a chance to enjoy. She also gives a course in singing and probably the most important thing she does during the year K is to rehearse the seniors for their graduation pro- gram. ls . f . SIDE SHOWS CCOnlinued from page 263 Now, ladies and gentlemen our last show is staged 4, ,, at the English room. Let me introduce our fail! I ringmaster, Mr. Gumprecht, Stevenson's psy- Q? chologist, and the eager, young ladies seated S ' 0 vs . , . 9 around are the psychology club, heres one 'gig A- ,, I more, a late comet escaping from the Biology 'E' ' '5' room. 7' K I Starting off quietly, with infants and their ' '55 very normal development we are thwarted in our progress by giggles - Oh it's really nothing, I was hungry and wolfed Dorothy's Mounds, then Deedie tried to get them. Her tactics are unfair. I don't agree. My little brother is a year old, he hates to do the same thing over and over. I do, too. All right, there are rare exceptions and gross misobservations. But we won't judge that now. Strange to say, the Psychology club progressed-their theoretical children grew to be four and five years of age. On successive Thursdays, the psychologists didn't appear in school fit was legal of coursel. They were observing the kindergarten groups up at Teacher's Col- lege. Then finally food, food and Schraffts. Where's my allowance. I had it just a minute ago. And more discussion. Tests were on the agenda. They were discussed-with levity by Roz, with hilarity by the casual members and from the artist's view by Deedie Cand Mr. Sigelh. How can such bad pictures create associations? Frankly, I agree with you, it's bad art, I'm nauseatedg but after all good art might really suggest something. That would be tragic-ideas for free. All right ladies, it's a quarter after four. Don't forget we meet here next week.

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Madrid gg? Mrs. Sigel just wanted to teach - no special reason why. She really acquired the yen when she came here from Germany, and attended Greensboro College QBAJ, Syracuse University QMAJ, and also Clark University. Then Mrs. Sigel taught. She is still working for the perfect class made up of perfect students - Plenty of umph, personality and brains. Mrs. Sigel would rather teach boys than girls - they're more interested in government. By the way history and English are the most important subjects. However, Mrs. Sigel is domestic at heart. She loves to cook fancy dishes - foreign ones preferred. l love to make parties out of all occasions. I like music. Dancing is divine, especially the imaginative modern kind - but no jitterougging! I love to wear tailored suits, earrings, and pure Sllk blouses. Out- door sports are tops on my list. Don't ask me to chaperon though - just burying your teachers alive. QMrs. Sigel has been swell about it anywayh. My ambition, besides eight hours sleep a night, is to near a good concert, have regular picnics with barnfires, raise a perfect family, and do a wonderful research job. jgzrence Smifd Mrs. Smith was born in Eufala, Alabama, and came north to study art at the New York School of Ap- plied Design for Women. After further work with the Art League, Mrs. Smith did newspaper illustra- tions. Mrs. Smith never intended to teach, but her sister who taught at Stevenson enjoyed it so much, that Mrs. Smith wanted to teach, too. I can't imagine teaching anything but art. There's always something new and interesting. Next year, I hope to do some more Crafts work with the Art Club and go on more field trips, also. The moderns? I like some very much - Renoir, Matisse, Monet and others. But, for the surrealists some distinction ought to be made. Some are de- lightful and charming, but there are some who go too far. Mrs. Smith prefers teaching older children fthe junior High and onj. She enjoys seeing pupils who thought they could never draw discover some latent talent and develop it. If I didn't teach I'd give all my time to Howers and the running of a kennel. I like wire haired ter- riers the best. I've had so many of them, even now, I have one. Some day I'm going to retire to Florida and enjoy the leisure and the absence of haste, which I have often found missing in New York City.

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