St Annes School - Synopsis Yearbook (Charlottesville, VA)

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It was Work. It consisted of Making Mistakes. But it was more fun than One Big Privilege. Some of the mistakes were bad, of course. Owl Randolph and Eeyore Coleman had some bad moments worrying about Winnie-the-Pooh. But the time that I am telling you about was never dull. Oh, never! Occasionally someone would think it dull, however, and, in a very Pooh-ish manner, would do something about it. One morning Sweetsie did something about it. Eeyore was most unhappy at being waked up before breakfast-in-bed by the noise of the lusty game of kick-the-can. It was almost impossible to find a can, but a resourceful Pooh knows that wastebaskets are twice as good. The suite at the end of the hall combatted humdrum-ness one night for the whole junior- senior hall. No one there doubts that she could call pigs after the lesson Nancy Truscott, Mary, Janet, and Cindy gave. Echoes of Soo-ee! Soo-ee! lasted far into the night. Sarah, whose approach to the problem was practical, decided to make a middy blouse modelled after the Nan Clair Originals then in circulation. The result would have fit a baby whale or an adolescent elephant, but was a little ridiculous on Sarah-the three-quarter length sleeves reached five inches beyond her finger-tips, and the cuff at the bottom hit her nicely just above the knees. CNever underestimate the power of Pooh.j Raids to the kitchen kept many busy after lights. Every now and then, though, such trips resulted in more than a few extra pounds. Liza and Tay used the spread for cinnamon toast to much better advantage fit isn't really very Good to Eat without the toastJ than eating-no, Pooh's life was never dull. The third floor suite, though composed of rugged individuals, did many things together and thoroughly enjoyed the advantages of the upper floor-open houses ,most every night, with music until as-late-as-you-want-to-stay3 an impromptu study hall after lights, because there's no window, you know, and you can shut both doors, a private stairway-why be plebeian when you can use the fire escape? Some of Senior Class-but only a very few-kept the year exciting with Boys. Now, Boys are a very ordinary thing, but, since there aren't often many of them around, they take a position of Glamour and Excitement. Bunny had trouble with their persistency. And Janet did too- although for her Eeyore lent a helping hand, because Boys are not generally found in the dormitory halls. There was one night which a few will never forget. That particular night at eleven-thirty, two spectators were somewhat surprised to see streams of white down the junior-senior hall. Upon investigation said streams of white were found to be flowing continuously upstairs and down in a never-ending mass. No doubt Pooh would have been in bad graces had not some Good Samaritan cleaned it up. Profiting by the good example of said G. S., the same group removed the leftover fish placed earlier in the evening in the teachers' sitting room. The day students formed a layer of society called Day Students. They did things together- always. They wore the same colors, spoke with the same accent, painted the same nails, and used the same slang. Chauffeurred in Rambles,7' they considered it more patrician to eat lunch out- side the gates of S. A. S. Before Christmas any possibility of boredom on Sunday afternoon was removed by regular- and illegal-weekly trips to the movies. After Christmas, however, this type of amusement was considered passe. Every now and then Owl would decide, in his wise way, that Pooh needed some excitement, and, when he had decided this and had thought it out all scientifically, he would call a Senior Meeting. After a Senior Meeting Pooh was quite anxious to be bored for a long time. Now, don't let me make you think that Pooh was a bear of So Little Brain that he never did Anything Right. That isn't true. There were times when Pooh was a Bear of Enormous Brain. You know about the Fashion Show, because you were there. You know how, under Anne, the Service Council became a Leading Organization. And you saw Cindy and Nancy tear their hair out over the Saint C Well, Cindy, I hope this annual has good ads, because that's all it's going to have. . . . 'fWell, Nancy, I sure am glad you've got some pictures, ,cause we can just paste them together and pass them around! j but you saw how well it came out. Everything, in the end, works out that way, Pooh says. The bad works for the good, and what seemed once sorrow turns out to be only the other side of joy. It really wouldn't be quite fair if I told the story of Winnie-the-Pooh without telling you about each member of Senior Class, because, you see, each is just as much a part as the other, and Pooh would not be complete without each one. But you have to know each one of them to understand. wi

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ANN BAKER . . . ....... President NANCY ST. CLAIR , . V1'ce-Presz'a'en! - Secretary .IOAN BARRETT . . ...... Treaxurer SALLY KNIGHT . . . . . A. A. Reprerentatzbe MRS. -I. A. VVADDELI. . . . ..... Sponsor ik' In Which We Are Introduced to W'innie-the-Pooh and Some Seniors, and the Stories Begin Here is Senior Class, coming upstairs now, bump, bump, bump, with a clonk of their feet, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as they know, the only way of coming upstairs, but some- times they feel that there really is another way, if only they could stop clonking long enough to think about it. Anyhow, they are here and ready to be introduced to you. Winnie-the-Pooh. When I first heard the name, I said, just as you are going to say, i'But I thought it was a whole Classln So did I, said Christopher Robin. Then you can't call them XVinnic? 'LI don't.,' But you said- They're Winnie-ther-Pooh. Don't you know what 'ther' means? Oh, yes, now I do ll' I said quickly, and I hope you do too, because it is all the explanation you're going to get. What about telling Winnie-the-Pooh a story? asked Christopher Robin. I suppose I could. What sort of stories do they like? About themselves. Because they're that sort. So could you very sweetly? l,ll try,,, I said. So I tried. SC Gnce upon a time, a very long time ago now, about last September, VVinnie-the-Pooh came back to St. Anne's after a long, long, restful summer vacation. Now Wfinnie-the-Pooh, being a rather stout sort of Bear of Little Brain, said to himself that being Senior Class was going to be a Very Wonderful Thing. It was going to be One Big Privilege. It wuzzunt. I 11 I

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SENIORS hlfnrhaef f 'ffm i Hager GCAnn39 SHADWELL, VIRGINIA ,50 - ,52 Thqfve great bzlg parties inside the groundsf, Purley-vouxfrancais? Mai: oui, when it comes to Ann, our wizard in French class. Her extensive vocabulary, ar- tistic flair, and magnfique work as director of the fashion show and business manager of the Greenway Grapevine Chizarifyn giance.s Qqdrfingfon SCBunny73 BRISTOL, TENNESSEE '46 - '47g ,48 - '52 Who had so many things which she wanted to do. nOh, you all, listen to this! -S'Let me read you this joke . . . -And so we're sure Bunny must be off with another tale from her incredible store of books. If she isn't worrying about the latest event, you'll be able to find her talking about it. She is the epitome of punctu- ality, industry, and efficiency: witness her job as secretary of the sophomore class. Between anecdotes of her little brother's latest antic or the ancestry of King john fwho 'iwas not a good man J, she can be seen playing varsity hockey or making the chapel beautiful for some special occasion. illustrate her enviable versatility and talent. Regarded with awe by those on academic probation, she's never seen studying, but she always appears high on the honor roll list. She has numbered among the ranks of both day and boarding students, and her jokes, her geniality, and her generosity are verified by all who come in contact with her. -II3