South Philadelphia High School for Girls - Portal Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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T: !'f 13.5.2 V- ' ' ' . uf. Fu,7--f--I - K :par-w-f'-r --fr- the rest were in Southern. We saw our estranged classmates .only during class meetings, but it seems that they had a good time by themselves. They had a Costume Club where they dressed dolls. They organized a basketball team which played the Bok girls. They had a cake and candy sale, the profits of which went to the P.T.A ..... and there was plenty of profit. Here at Southern we had those Penny Days. Remember? And how many tummy aches were caused by the vast consumption of pretzels and candy which were sold in the home rooms! lt was this year that we were first urged to bank, and We've never stopped being urged. And then our first Fun Frolicl It was held in the yard then, but even in those cramped quarters the spirits of the girls were not hampered. And how about those funny little maroon and white crepe-paper hats we wore that day? Funny that during those green days, maroon and white should turn out to be our favorite colors. lt was no easy job getting accustomed to Southern. Some of us were almost driven to using a compass to find our way around. But thanks to the untiring efforts of our IOA sponsor, Mrs. Marie Giuliano, as we entered 10B we felt like real established Southernites. By the way, if you look carefully in the composite you'll find the reason why she left us. 'Hl HO, HI HO, IT'S TO THE FAIR WE GO' . . . lt's flat . . . but I guess you grasp the idea. New York . . . fair . . . students .... money. . . . train .... lunch .... more money .... my, but that was a wonderful day! Ha, -Ha .... do you remember .... ha, ha .... our .... ha, ha, . . . . .our Bulletin Board? We were the only class that had one and yet there was no rooms to hang it. There was nothing to hang it on. The suction tubes Wouldn't stick to the wall and Whenever anyone opened the door, the wind blew it down. Finally, the Art Dep't got disgusted and gave us a new one. We tackled the P.T.A. for the first time, but our charts and posters did not arouse much interest. Are your cerebrum, cerebellum and medulla stirred by the words 'Xmas Fund'? Remember? And we didn't mind digging into our pocketbooks to help the orphans made homeless by fire. The school was first made aware that we existed when we started our victories by winning the Autumn Antics . . .. . and they haven't heard the last of those victories yet! JANUARY, 1941 Dear Diary: . Time marches backwards! The llth year was even more interesting than our Freshman year. Snubbed by the Seniors, unheeded by the Fresh- men, we felt just like the stuffings of a sandwich. But we'd show them we had distinction. We held a song contest and chose a class song, 'Ianuary '42.' Still not satisfied we asked for and got a class banner and a scholarship banner. ' We opened the closet of projects and out fell a ghost. We took the remains, put meat on its bones, gave it life and presto . . . no . . . not a Frankenstein . . . but a renewed P.T.A. Like traveling salesmen we canvassed in our own and in other classes, giving each girl an envelope in Which to put her money. We put reminders in each room and sent hand-made Mother's Day cards to our one-hundred new members. 49

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PooTsTEPs ALoNe THE TRAIL ---- ri' fri W 50 g.nol 1 1 , 2' With an apprehensive look toward the slowly darkening sky, lane Carter turned to her companion saying, I'm afraid we'll have to camp here, Helen: night is coming on. Yes, you're right. This seems to be an ideal spot to spend the night, answered the adventurous Helen Haines. I'll gather some twigs for our fire: you start to unpack. lane singing and Helen whistling, the two hikers began their individual tasks. Suddenly, there was a startled call from Helen. Feariul for her chum, lane dashed into the woods, in the direction from which the alarm came. Panting and breathless, she stopped short in surprise at finding Helen in a most comfortable position, complacently reading what appeared -to be a worn book. Helen, what is it? What are you doing? My, but you frightened mel Oh, Ianel Look what l've found. It's amazing, my great-grandmother's name is here. Listen to this article: 'October 15, 1941: As part of a national campaign to produce a strong national defense, a drive is now under way for healthier, more beautiful girls in S. P. H. S. Margaret Haines has been selected as the GIRL OF THE MONTH for her carriage'. How interesting! Where did you find it? asked Iane. I found it under these twigs, she replied. Sitting down to examine the papers more close.ly, lane noticed what seemed to be the corner of a book under a rock. Perhaps it came from this. I can just about distinguish the title. lt reads, 'Diary of .... of . . . ' Helen, can you make this out? lt looks like 'Class of Ianuary '42, South Philadelphia High School for Girls'. Gosh, that's our school: let's read more, said lane with enthusiasm. JANUARY, 1940 Dear Diary: Well, one year has gone and we are no longer Freshmen. The green is just beginning to fade. Ah, for the life of a Freshman! .... When you could go down UP stairways and blame it on your lack of knowledge of school rules .... When you could walk into the boys' gym, as if you didn't know it was the boys', and innocently explain that you thought it was the girls' .... When you didn't know that it wasn't the style to carry all of your books, all of the time .... When the sight of every male was a novelty' Clt STILL ISD. You know the statement, 'United we stand divided we fall?' It's all wrong lwe apologize to Mr. Lincolnl. As itty-witty lUA's some of us were in Bok and 48 1 ' Mrs-

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. --ww.. . N---1 .-. - Y V --,--7-wg'-1,-1 -m,,, .E 1 h Y,,,m,,,g,, N qu ,www Each genius in our class KGENIUS . . . GIRL WHO GETS ALL SATIS'S ON HER GRAPHD was recognized at class meetings. During these meetings we had girls holding up-cards requesting silence. The girls were haunted by silence slogans and whispers to 'SI-I-H-H'p knowing our girls and their relish for talking, however, you can surmise whether this campaign was ct success. For those loyal citizens who purchased AA and SA cards, our sponsor gave a party. The hep cats and alligators boogie-woogied, lindy-hopped and suzy-qued during the jitterbug contest. We played a game to get acquainted besides wearing 'Hello' cards. Several girls went away richer by a nickel and all the girls left several ounces heavier . . . yum, yum .... were those refreshments good! Onwardl The spirit of '42 led a procession of delegates to the Con- stitutional Convention. We argued, debated, agreed, disagreed, and emerged with a new revised constitution .... a constitution for the' S. P. H. S. for Girls. Our history trip to Fairmount Park to see Mt. Pleasant, Cedar Grove, and all the other historical sites was another high point for the year. Next . . . llB .... with more distinction. We again rang the bells of pioneering .... this time with rings. Together with the IOA, IOB, and IIA classes the ring committee chose a standard school ring. Waa! Waal Southern was turned into a nursery for one day . . . that is . . . the llB's held their traditional Baby Party. We played childish games, recited childish pieces, guessed whose baby pictures were posted, but it was with grown-up appetites that we ate. It was such a success that we were given a write-up in the Criterion. Here it is: OVER. 200 'BABIES' ATTEND 11B PARTY IN GYM 100 Over 200 girls attended the 11B Baby Party, Tuesday, October, 29, in Gym 100 at 3:30. 'The gym was decorated with brightly colored pictures, a baby's clothes line, a play-pen containing dolls and toys, and over 50 real baby photographs of girls present at the party. While lolly-pops were licked, entertainment was furnished by Nancy and Vera Tipowitz, Marie Pecoraio, Rose Benedetto, and Beatrice Kruger, mistress of ceremonies. 'Miss Wanger, five guest teachers, and officers of other forms acted as judges in awarding prizes to the following: Kathryn Aiello, the prettiest, wore a red checked gingham pinaforeg Josephine Bell, for the cutest and most original, wore a white night- gown and sleeping capg Corinne Schreider, the funniest posed as Nobody's Baby wearing a patched diaper and carrying a bundle and asking for a lift. The door prize was won by Angelina De Stefano. Prizes were given for idenltifying all the baby pictures'. Helen, I thought Baby Parties were new in our school, but I see it's a very old tradition, remarked lane in surprise. Yes, I thought so, too, but lets' go ony this is so interesting, answered Helen eagerly. HI, HO, HI, HO, .... IT'S 'I O THE FAIR WE GO.' It's still flat. No, this isn't a typographical error. We're not repeating something by mistake. We went and whooped things up at the Fair again. More students .... money . . . . train . . . . lunch . . . . sights.. We gave a Xmas program for the P.T.A. bringing to life many Xmas scenes and giving new life to old Xmas carols. 'Skate, skate, skate away.' Yes, that was the assembly program for which we had worked so hard. Those of us who had to eat from the mantel piece for a week after a night at the rink, appreciated the graceful and smooth movements of the six skaters. 50