Rogers Hall School - Splinters Yearbook (Lowell, MA)

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EDITORIAL LITERARY Dancing School . . . Shadows .......... THE CONTENTS The Autumn Garden . . . Snow .......... Beyond Time . . . ...un --..---.- Bait for Ignorant Fish . . . Ode to a Hill ......... What is Love . . . Nostalgia ...................... On the Subject of Jack Horner .... Midnight Talks ................ A Dream ...... Old Man ....... .1-.n..onn.oa... ...-....--.-....- Bells-An Invention of the Devil .... The Quiet Dark . Why I Love Him Spring Cleaning Snow ............ Leslie .i ....... The Drought . .. ...--.-...gunna-. ...- Males .......... .................. .. Deborah Giliin . . . Janet Dayton . . Diane Dubrule Susannah Carroll . Lynne Robinson . . . . Nancy Wolf . . . Victoria Estes . . . Joan Goodale . Mariella Pomar Cecelia Wittmann JaneMiers . Mariella Pomar .. Diane Dubrule . Mariella Pomar . . . . Serena Blyth Sarah Herrmann Jean Cady . . . . . Jane Miers . Joy Schabacker . . . . Susie Weller . . Betsie Wagner The Frustrations of a Waxed Floor . . . . . . Barbara Van Horne Martin ......................... . . . Theodora Fisher Yo, Ho, Ho and a Bottle of Rum .... .... C ecelia Wittmann The Light ...................... .... T heodora Fisher ALUMNAE NEWS Illustrations by Janet Dayton, Deborah Giffin, Jane Miers, Diana Purdy and Susan Wilson

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Q Se 0 A I 'ffl 5 N -W . tu: DANCING SCHOOL One, two, three, slidef' the dancing master rasps. Crash, bang, the piano roars. Along each wall sits a row of fond parents beaming happily at the swaying, shifting mass of would-be dancers churning around the floor. This is dancing school. Small, scrubbed boys with sticky hands shove small, meticulously curled girls around and around. The room spins and settles. Little Joe stomps on my foot, I kick his ankle. We both wince. We both said, Ex- cuse me. Jessie's mother's hat is awful . . . Look at the dancing master hop and skip to the music . . .' Karen looks funny. She has bubble gum in her mouth . . .' Thank you, Little Joe, for the dance. You're welcome. Well, it is over for a minute or two . . . All the boys make a headlong dash for the coatroom. Sticky candy appears from nowhere. Neckties are loosened. Someone produces a pencil stub. A game of tic-tac-toe appears on the already grimy wall. Suddenly the piano announces that the next dance is about to begin. Candy and pencil disappear and sickly grins take their place. The young Astaires file sheepishly into the hall. From the other end of the hall advance a giggling group of pony- tailed charmers striving vainly to hide an odd assortment of combs, gum, and candy.