St Agnes Seminary School - Agnesian Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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...ar-AQ' ' 7 Q ,TQ .9 47 Y ll N. , 4 c W I ir- 1 I'-TT, -wall FA: I wr 7 I 5 1 C Mlm. S391 x T .4 JANUARY 19 The day was not all it could have been. The snow, and dark overcast skies held little promise of what the future would bring to the fifteen eager girls entering St. Agnes Seminary. As we pulled open the massive, heavy doors, a glance at the tall, prepossessing grandfather clock told us this was our first day. In the beginning, we were frightened, we were bewildered, we were freshmen! Amid chaos and confusion, we cautiously approached Room 101. After peek- ing inside, the multi-colored posters and varied unintelligible expressions left no doubt that it was the French room, and it was to be our home for six, exciting months. No sooner had we begun to feel slightly important Cafter all we were in high schoolb than twenty-two boisterous seniors barged into our classroom and menacingly warned us against treading upon their private staircase . Within a few days we had settled down and who will ever forget the amazing discovery that mittens worn on the feet could be put to good use in the Biology Lab. Then there were our goldfish, Paul and Charlie, who one day caught a chill and perished. And of course, often many difiicult lessons were learned-exactly how to place amo, amas, amat on vocabulary papers. All at once it was june and we departed for the summer vacation. September found sixteen civilized freshmeng we had lost one girl, but gained two, sporting new, shorter hair-do's. The fall months flew by, and suddenly the Christmas season loomed before us with its assurance of the pageant, school party and many more gay times. We returned from inter-term recess, fourteen proud sophomores, and moved across the hall doomed to become perfect mathematicians. Now we really be- longed to the Sem. Between our theorems and Compasses, we soon visioned the world about us in the weird shapes of circles, triangles, squares and rectangles, etc. The glory of France and the beauty of its pronunciation Cespecially the famed oui which we twisted to sound like ooieD brought with it a new chal- lenge, namely, the French language. Surprisingly enough, vacation again appeared to have crept up on us, and we waved our farewells to fellow Semites. All too soon we had returned after two months, only eleven of us, and at- tempted to concentrate on dividing Gaul into three parts. Praying, memorizing and cramming finally brought Geometry to an end, and somehow we passed our Math and Latin regents. 12

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CLASS HI TORY Half our goal had been reached. We were no longer frightened or bewil- dered, we were juniors. It was during fifth term that we shook hands with Cicero and his contemporaries. Many lunches were minus desserts, for some of us had decided to diet. This lasted about three days because by the seventh period we started to suffer from hunger pains. Our small Intermediate class didn't seem to be making much headway, but at long last more regents were passed and we were on our way for a long, blithe summer. We returned to the '3B having forfeited one classmate, but profited by an- other. Despite our over abundance of studies, somebody always managed to for- get her translation. Poor Cicero! He tried!! We not only conquered him but also surmounted the French regents. Unexpectedly, we were SENIORS !! We proudly displayed our senior but- tons, and grandly accepted our long-awaited, cherished senior rings. Nothing could surpass our joy as we lunched at one of our homes. The memorable lunch- eon was followed by the show at Radio City Music Hall and the Persian Room of the Hotel Plaza. Studies resumed and before long we happily awaited a pleas- ant, fun-packed summer. September again!! Dimly, the realization came to us. We were 4B's . Plans for our final Tea Dance were begun, and friendly arguments concerning the Year Book could be heard echoing from Room 301. The days slipped by, and amidst the school and homework, we studiously memorized parts for our Christ- mas Pageant, baked cookies and made posters announcing the annual Holly Hop. Christmas came and was gone-with it the wonderful remembrances of that gay, magical, lofty night all our own-Our Prom. We began to cram for those dreaded Regentsl' but we pulled through successfully. Our Class Day is about to begin. We are certain that we shall cherish these few, final, sad hours at the Sem as well as the precious memories of the preceding four years. Now we bid adieu to our dearly beloved Sisters, and thank them for all they have done for us. And farewell to you also, Semites, who have shared our laugh- ter and work. As we pass through the gates, we quickly search the Gazing Ball for a glance into the future, then look trustingly at the statue of our Mother and silently implore her to protect and guide us in the years to come. 'I3 rf-'ff ' i sf