St Agnes Academy - Veritas Yearbook (Houston, TX)

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FRESHMAN YEAR Dear Diary: Gee, I'm in high school now. Please meet St. Agnes, Diary, because I have a feeling you'll be hearing quite a lot of her from now on. Initiation Days ------ Diary, you wouldn't know me with all these pigtails and ribbons I'm wearing. The seniors really lay it on. My 'big Sister' sure is nice, though. You'd like her. By the way, just call me 'fishf Everyone else does. Class Days ------ Diary, ou will find the Freshmen in Homerooms 4, 5, 6, and 11. Our teachers are so much fun and wonderful to us. Sister Mary Iames keeps everybody on the watch with her Nifties. Sister Beatrice is so helpful during those Latin classes. Sister Evelyn made our science class complete when she took us on a field trip to radio station KTH T. Diary, do you know where X is? Sister james Marie told us to find it, but I don't know where to look. And I met Shakespeare in English today. Miss McCullough introduced us. T he quality of mercy. . f' Do I sound like Portia to you? Going once, going twice, sold to the girl in the red sweater! These phrases were heard repeat- edly during the day, as the Latin I class help their slave auction. And our beloved Principal, Sister Loyola, sure makes a lowly little 'fish' feel important when she stops to talk to you.. Evaluation Day ------ Oh, my aching back. Diary, I don't know who got the most paint, me or my desk. Singing commercials were heard over the P. A. about shoeshines, pickle sales, etc. Itls a real madhouse. You see we're getting St. Agnes ready for her big date with the evaluators, who come around every 4 years at this time. Class Favorites ------ 4 Oh, how excited we were to hear the returns of our big election. Mary Mead got most rep- resentative, Nancy Branch, most popular, and T hamer Sacco, most beautiful. Holidays ------ At S. A. A. we do up everything in a beautiful spirit at Christmas. Our candle fest was gor- geous. Fannin traffic just stopped to look at the effective live crib scene on the front porch and the Christmas carols sounded beautiful in the twilight. ' SOPHOMORE YEAR Dear Diary: Are you with me? Well, here come our sophomore days! First Day ------ Dig those crazy, mixed up freshmen, Dairy! Were we ever that confused? The sophs invaded Rooms 8, 12, Chemistry, and Biology Labs. Our teachers are: Sister Stephana, who sure can tell a book by its cover! fpardon the pun, Diaryj Sister Evelyn, who was promoted to the 10th grade along with her fish',, Sister Timothy, a promoter of school spirit as her famous Biology Labers will testify as they lead all competition. And Diary, you know Miss Elder? I'll never forget her' English classes! We pull many stunts in harmless fun, believe me, the dunce seat out in the hall is always occupied by some ever-playful soph. Remember the day we buckled everybody's belts together and dropped a sign, saying Hello, Biolo y Labers! from our second story window? Wonder how our Operation Greeting affected them as it floated out of the sky?

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MY FIIESHMA YEAR When September finally rolls around, It is then I begin to hear Rumors that I am bound To enioy my freshman year. Each time I pass the chapel by I think of You so very near- Who from Your place way up high Will bless my freshman year. My hours are filled with pleasure- No time to shed a tear, There is no rule to measure My happy freshman year. I thank Thee, Lord, for my freshman year, With all its ioys and sorrows- For all its memories I hold so dear- In Your hands I leave the tomorrows. Mary Beth Heyl, '58 THERE WA A LITTLE Fl H There was a little fish The fishie's name was Sal Sally was a dish A very pretty gal. One day she went a-fishin' A-fishin' at the lake And she was iust a-wishin' The honor roll she'd make. Three tests she'd have on Monday If she could only 'think But every time she closed the book Her mind went on the blink. I wish I were a real fish The kind that runs in schools I have an awful time Remembering all these rules. With Algebra and English And all these other books It isn't any wonder l'm always on the hooks. But she sat down and studied Till it was late at 'night And when the tests came 'round She knew she'd done all right. ln this story The Frosh is Sal She could be you Or your best pal. AA--.. f'-lI-..

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s. s. B. nay ------ h Confused, Diary? Well, so was everyone else until the sophomores appeared wearing their Daddy's shirts topped off with a big green bow on Sophomore Shirt and Bow day. . Skit Day ------ B At last we got to act! Gym suits a M Paree! Our style show proved that even those bloomers could have that 'Dior' look. Sophomore Hop ------ And a gay time was had by all. . . Apple Day ------ Good little students that we always are, everybody brought Miss Elder an apple! Laughingly, she remarked, I bet you are hoping 'an apple a day keeps the teacher away', but no such luck! Eskimo Day ------ Today we journeyed to Alaska, Diary. In dreams, that is. Miss Elder shared with us her re- membrances of teaching days there. Real cool, we hear. How-To-Do-I t Day ------ Added to the wrinkles in my cerebellum are a few facts every soph should know. A recipe for avacado salad, the art of make-up, and how to sell Chili Tarts were among the interesting experi- ments which took place on Miss Elder's desk. Mice Day ------ Mice in St. Agnes? Heavens, no, Diary! ft's only we sophs nibbling at Miss Elder's treasured piece of birthday cake. -But to make amends, the guilty ones each produced a mouth-watering cake, and in turn, our friendly teacher invited all of us to join the tea party. Election Day ------ Reigning over the sophomore class as most beautiful is Mary Frances Gore, most representative, Camille Tamborello, and as most popular, Katie McDonald. Z Retreat followed Exams, and Father Diefenbach really brought our attention to our spiritual ives. Class picnics ------ Especmll the one at Sacred Heart College when we swam in a downpour of Texas showers, wound up a delightful year of being underclassrnen. Though we're going to be Iuniors And older we'll grow, We'll be known for our spirit Where ever we go! JlINl0ll YEAR Dear Diary, Upperclassmen at last! ! ! And the Juniors have moved into Rooms 2, with Sister Hilary, 9 with Sister Emile, and 13 with Sister Baptista. . . ' The Juniors are now sporting their class pins, and gosh, Diary, they're the prettiest yet! Beware, Diary! There is an epidemic of gypsy fever spreading through the Iunior class. Golden earrings, fortune cookies, and gypsy love potion on Iunior Gypsy Day, and gypsy invasion of the T. V. studios proved to be just Juniors in dis-guise. The mood is set for the ong-awaited Operetta, The Gypsy Troubadourn! With Thamer Sacco, the song-bird of our class, playing the lead of Rosita, our presentation was every success we wished. And, Diary, the cast party at Blanton Memorial was an ideal way to end the memorable evening. We Juniors really know how to pick 'em . . .favorites, I mean. Breaking the ribbons as winners were: Annette De Walch, beauty, who also was honored as the St. Thomas Homecoming Queen, Ioan Day, popularity, and Mary Mead, representative. f This Christmas we danced to Ed Gerlach's magical music in the Crystal Ballroom of the Rice Hotel. Diary, you know this story all too well - Study, study, study, then EXAMS. But during Re- ffedt, Out' tired minds were rphpnlmrl mul. D,..sl.,... c-L....---' - 1-J - - -