Sacramento City College - Pioneer Yearbook (Sacramento, CA)

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. she also After class, she can be found back in the production room. Maybe she's taking dictation from Miss Stafford, maybe she's finishing the mimeo job, maybe she's typing a letter, anyway, at ten to noon she quits and steps into the hall where her roommates, at least a couple of them, are waiting. 'fl-liya. l-li, she says, closing the door. l-low 'bout a little nourishment? You bet. Talking, they push their way into the crowded drug store, Somebody put a nickel in the machine, Let's have a bit of music while we're waiting. What's there? l.et's see. l-leyl l-lere's Artie Shaw's Stardust l Swell l Play that. The ham sandwich and choc shake are digested during a short gab fest with her roommates. If you listened in, you might find out that she's a Sigma lata Chi, as her room- mates are, and that she's an officer in that sorority. lf she talks about herself, which she seldom does, you might learn that she comes from Klamath Falls and that she came here because she has relatives here, that she is a high soph graduating this June, and that she reads a little, mostly for relaxation and therefore mostly fiction. Then the bell rings, as bells have a disconcerting habit of doing, and she goes back to Miss Stafford's office to finish out her N. Y. A, hours for the day. From three to five, she is busy in Mr, Mercer's Business 66 class. Later that p, m., maybe she plays a game of tennis, or maybe back to her room or the library to study. lGot to keep up those B-average gradesl Dinner at six. More studying, then? Could be. Or maybe she goes to bed, reads a magazine article or story, and . . . well, lshe yawnsl it's another day.

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yvon ne pefersteiner ui:- gi. 5 ' 50 I' L-,,..- Y., gin? l-ley, Yvonne l ' llHUl1?ll Ten after seven, O K. Yvonne stretches mildly, yawns, and swings her feet over the edge of her upper bunk, l-ler three roommates are already up. She looks down at them as she gives herself a chance to wake up. l-lelen is sitting at the desk, distract- edly turning the pages of a book. Studious, Yvonne says. Ex today, l-lelen explains without looking up. Yvonne swings onto the ladder and steps down. She snaps the radio on and starts taking the pins out of her hair, It promptly falls into half-tight curls, Accordion music sud- denly deluges the room, and Yvonne dives for the radio to turn it off. Leave it off, will ya? l'm trying to study. After a shower, dressing, and a few short minutes in front of a mirror, she is ready for breakfast. At just a little after eight, she hurries into room l35 for Business 63B Miss Stafford glances at her reprovingly and goes on talking. After the bell, she doesn't leave, but shifts to another typewriter for an hour of N. Y. A. work, Miss Stafford hands her a typed test, explains in a few words how many copies to make. Rolling a mimeo stencil into the typewriter, she begins to tap out an amazing number of words per minute. iShe's the gal to see for advance dope on that final, Iadsi She mimeos most of the tests, but never sees any for her own courses. Finishing the stencil, she gets up, fixes it on the drum of the mimeograph, and runs off the designated number of copies. At ten o'clocl4, she leaves her work for an hour and a half of Business 54A ililementary Business l.awl and settles down to concentrate, Conscientious about her studies, she usually does not waste any class time. ' ' '4,J.....--L-1 ii , M' wv'w51'w' 17-. f lg-1 . ,,i . K I I iv' , ,f ssh

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iohn mills . . . A tumbled heap of bed covers rises and falls with a heavy sigh, Two feet pop out. A tanned boy unfolds his length and dashes across the room to bang the window shut, then dives back into the warm huddle again At a shout of Jo-o-ohn l the covers heave again and the feet slide gingerly out and into a pair of fuzzy slippers and stumble uncertainly down the hall, At seven o'clock in student boarding houses and homes throughout the city some 30 per cent of the campus are stumbling bleary eyed to breakfast before an 8 o'clock class, Some drink fruit juices and coffee, read the funnies, others odd toast, bacon and eggs, study a pony for a mid-term, all rush to catch a bus or ride to an early class, Shown in these pages are pictures of o typical junior college student, John Mills. John makes his eight o'clock on the stroke of the bell, beating the prof by 30 seconds, Some mornings he may listen to a lecture and take notes, others, study ponies for a mid-term next hour that he crammed for until three, still other mornings he sleeps in class until the fellow next to him pokes him to rise to a professor's sor- castic remark: Late date, Mr. Mills? Meanwhile in other classes, students like John Mills read Shakespeare, listen to lectures on Neanderthal man, or solder and weld airplane parts, ln another part of the campus white-uniformed girls dye, cut, shampoo, and Wave hair, or khaki-clad cop classes practice jiujitsu and target shooting. Sixty per cent of the students are employed part time on NYA or in stores, homes, offices, and factories. Many are placed by the student employment bureau, others find jobs that fit in with their major. Mills, like many others, takes classes until noon, then works on NYA in the Pony Express office, distributing papers and keeping a scrapbook of clippings for the newly organized news and publicity service bureau. An unusual occupation for a 6'2 football star like Mills is his afternoon job. In a local doll factory he cuts ready-to-sew doll clothes, operating a power cutter that stamps patterns in gingham and organdy for small fingers to sew, l-le also handles publicity and advertising for the firm in conjunction with his journalism major.