University of California Los Angeles - Bruin Life / Southern Campus Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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SENIOR A CALENDAR Sept. 2. School opens. All ( ?) Senior A ' s at school. 4. Receive assignments. 5. Meet critic teachers. 9. Begin teaching! ! ! 15. Dr. Small arrives! ! ! — ?;?,!. 23. Louise Hoechlin reads from the pla -form. Election of officers. Oct. 8. Class meeting. Discuss pins. Ermal Lea, class kicker. 15. Decide on class pins. Thanks lo Edtia Findlev. 17. First graduate takes her leave. ■ 20. Talk dresses. Decide we wear dresses. 21. Talk dresses. Decide we wear white waists and black skirts. . 22. Talk dresses. Decide we wear white waists anyhow. 27. Talk dresses. Decide we wear white waists and dark skirts. 29. Talk dresses. Decide we wear white dresses. 31. New Reading List posted. Nov. 4. Holiday. Seniors sleep late in the a. m. 12. Class pins arrive. Happy Senior A ' s. 13. Ladies ' Home Journal man comes. 14. End of first ten weeks of teaching. Tired Senior A ' s. 15. Class afternoon. Class pose for photos. Misses Findley and Rosenthal leave. 17. Louise Hoschlin eats some dinner.

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OUR CLASS It is absolutely unnecessary to remark on the superiority of our class over all other classes ever graduated from the Los Angeles Normal. Prove our superiority? Certainly. To begin with, the first day we came every one said : Did you ever see such Juniors? No one ever had and I doubt if they ever do again. One or two bright minds are occasionally met with in a section — but a whole entering class displaying genius pure and unadulterated ! Such a thing was never before heard of. We attracted attention wherever we went. In chorus the vast assemblage of students would sit, hushed and awed, to hearken unto our grand and original interj retation of The Watch on the Rhine. When we passed the library, Miss Dunn always ran to the door in hopes of gaining some hint as to the management of the school from the fragments of our conversation. We never feared j Ir. ] Iiller as most Jiuiiors do. It was quite the opposite, and finally he came to have such confidence in us that he would sit in a corner and make paste-board houses while we conducted our own classes. As this was a perfectly harmless occupation and kept Mr. Miller happy, we saw that he was not interrupted. We were, above all things, a thoughtful class. We cherish many memories of our Junior terms, but, above all, the memory of our various excursions with Miss Monks. Once we went to San Pedro and there, as usual, outdid every previous class. We caught more devil-fish than any class Miss Monks had ever chap- eroned. They really seemed to have a fellow feeling for us. y j Some of us rememfcer eating pickled peaches with hatpins. If you don ' t believe that ' s an accomplishment, try it. And so we grew and grew, till we came to be middlers. At this stage most classes hibernate. But, as I have said before, we were not like any other class, the middler stage only gave us a broader field for fame. Did you never hear of the M. C. C. C. ? If not, look in the encyclopedia under Cake Club. You certainly remember the beautiful yellow and green curtain we bought for room I. Mr. Von Neumeyer helped buy it and then wanted his