Starrett School for Girls - Starette Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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J u n i o r s JUNIOR CLASS ACTIVITIES At the Hrst meeting of the junior Class of 1933 election of officers was held with the following results: president, Marijane Brouilletg vice-president, Jean Howard: secretary- treasurer, Ruth Schimberg. The Hrst event of importance of the class was a bridge luncheon in the nature of a Valentine party given by the Junior Class sponsored by Mrs. Peters. It was successfully carried out and quite a bit of money was taken in for the benefit of the class. After .1 delightful luncheon served in the sun-room at tables for four or six, the tables were cleared, and the playing began. For those who did not care to play cards there were puz- zles, which many attempted to put together. Some time later the drawing for the door prize took place and Ida Holland held the lucky number, receiving an attractive jade bracelet. After that, the party broke up and everyone left feeling that they had had an enjoyable afternoon. Besides the presence of many of the students there also were present the parents, friends, and some of the alumnae. The next social event that will live long in the memories of Starrett Seniors was the formal Prom of which the Junior Class was co-sponsor. Faculty, alumnae, College stu- dents, Seniors and Juniors were present, and everyone seemed to enjoy the affair im- mensely. Of course the receiving line headed by Mr. and Mrs. Smith added to the for- mality of the occasion. The music studio was also available to the dancers who preferred to dance to the music of the radio instead of to the peppy orchestra conducted by Car- son Donnelly which provided music for the dancers in the living rooms. In an adjoining room, jig-saw puzzles and cards were furnished to provide amusement for those who did not care to dance. Of course no Prom would be complete without delicious punch which was served in the Walnut dining room. At midnight the Prom came to a close, and everyone departed, looking forward to the Prom next year. The Sky-Rocket, our school newspaper is the year-long project of the Juniors. Write- ups of class, club and student activities are found in our journal, and the Junior Class tries to make it as humorous and as interesting as they possibly can. A more detailed account of this feature will be found on the followi-ng page. The school is looking for an enthusiastic, active group of Seniors next year. Ninrlvrn

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WHILE SITTING UNDER THE HAIR-DRYER There, said the hairdresser as she pinned the last wave in place, you're setg under the dryer you go. Andl we-nt. Fifteen minutes passed in the perusal of the latest magazines. Then a drowsiness came upon me. I gave up my magazines and I spent the remaining hour and a half in-oh, well, you figure it out. Wonder why, I said to myself, women endure the torture of this dryer? Seems to me someone would invent a new contraption. This one necessitates sitting up in a straight-backed chair. I'm getting a pain in my neck. But, then, think of the advan- tage it offers to my posture-Which, heaven knows, needs some kind of correcting. At least that's what the Gym teacher maintained. If I ever had a beauty shop my patrons would have comfort while enduring the process of being beautified. In spite of the depression the beauty shop business continues to boom. This place is absolutely filled. Women certainly must be vain creatures. No, I don't think it's vanity. It's pride in appearance. Wish more men would have that pride. But, women need that pride to be able to hold on to their men. Pride or vanity-I'm too sleepy to figure it out. Wonder if I'm dry? Nope. Still udampishf' Wonder how much money there is in this racket? If a hairdresser set twenty-five heads of hair per day, at fifty cents per set, she would net twelve-fifty per day. Hmmm! Not bad! Maybe she wouldn't have that many sets per day, but there are the manicures, shampoos, facials, and hundreds of other treatments which must net her a tidy sum. Why on earth does that woman want a marcel? She must weigh at least two hun- dred pounds. That full face and she wants a frizzy wave! The operator's acqui- escing to her demands with a sigh of despair. Well, she'll get her frizzed wave and sheill go away happy and positively garrulous about it. Why do nothers insist on having the hair of the five-year-old finger waved? That poor little tot will have a delightful time trying to sit still under this bake-oven. I've all I can do to keep from squirming. How many more hours of this? Wish that woman wouldn't blow smoke in my direc- tion. What with this burning heat beating upon my head and the smoke from her cig- arette Iive something of an idea as to what a fiery furnace would be like. Gosh! My left ear's. burning! I'll get out from under for a bit and cool off. Oh, blessed relief! Better get under again. Wouldnit you know I'd bump myself on the lid ? It would drop down to my shoulders. Feels something like a diver's helmet- only much warmer. Help! Oh, the operatoris a life-saver! What? I'm dry! Whoops! Two more weeks of peace and then I'll return to the torture chamber. -Aletha Eggert, College II HENRY THE BUTCHER Henry, the butcher, looks more like a white-aproned, extra-sized waiter in one of those old but truly German restaurants which specialize in sauerkraut and old Heidel- berg. He stands a mere six feet and two inches in his heavy wool, hand-knitted socks and weighs in the neighborhood of three hundred pounds. This very massive individual is a typical German who finds happiness and content- ment in selling bologna sausage, well-cured corned beef and freshly laid eggs to his cus- tomers who are charmed by his friendly smile, jovial nature and willingness to satisfy any wish no matter how trivial it may be. Butcher Henry speaks broken English in a deep and gruff voice which does not in any way betray his gentle nature and open-heartedness. Like most fairly prosperous butchers from Deutschland, he is more than willing to share his worldly goods with his less fortunate neighbors. Often I have seen him fill numerous baskets with tempting cuts of meat, eggs, cheese and relishes which were of superior cuts and brands. Henry is a true son of Germany, a man worth knowing, a reliable butcher and an individual who will always be recalled as that nice and plump Henry who offered you bits of bologna sausage and cheese every time you marketed at his clean and inviting butcher shop. -Ruth Evelyn Eggert, College Il Eigblem

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