Waite High School - Warrior Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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S06'ZZZf 51. Q5 Y DEARS, of course I'll tell you about my high school days! Chil- dren now-a-days don't have the good times they had when I was a girl. Why, my senior year at Waite, back in '26, was the happiest of my life. When I think of the old dances like the Charleston, my heart actually Hutters. My, my! It was a pleasure to see your grandfather on the floor, with his balloon trousers and sleek hair. A 'fi . ,ll fl My memory isn't as good as it used to be, but as nearly as I can recollect, the varsity dance always started the gay times. It was on Thanksgiving night that we honored our victorious football men. That day the team had vanquished Scott High-yes, Bob, the one you beat this year-and we were especially gay. The gymnasium was decorated in purple and gold, with huge footballs upon which were painted the scores for the year-scores that told us we were state champions. Ah me, what a hero grandpa was that day, and how he danced that night! The next thing I remember was Christmas time. Christmas day itself wasn't nearly as exciting as the night when we seniors Hdolled up and paid our respects to Santa, at the senior party. The good old saint himself gave us our senior rings. The gymnasium with the moonbeams sifting through the Christmas trees, and the orchestra playing the most b-beautiful carols, and, and-Willie, hand me my handkerchief, I have something in my eye. It was all very beautiful and gay and sad. How it all comes back! The opera, Pickles,', ended the festivities of '25, but early in the new year, our own school orchestra gave us a fine concert. After that, we seniors brought the Toledo Qpera Association's production of Friefly', to the audi- torium. 4 The next thing I remember was the Midwinter Frolic given by the Forum literary society. No, no, Gracie, it was a dance, not a coasting party, though there was enough snow for one, if I recollect correctly. It was a delightful affair. The first week of February, the Zets gave a faculty tea in .honor of Miss Wicken- den, whose engagement to Mr. Klag had just been announced? That was Thursday, and on Saturday, of the same week, the Orpheus Club gave an unusually good concert complimenting the senior class, to which all students and their friends were invited. By this time the football men were positively dying of anxiety for their gold footballs, so, on the thirteenth of Valentine's month, they received them at the J hop. Shall I ever forget those adorable decorations, transforming the Woman's build- ing into Romance land? The juniors did their part in furnishing thrills, too, for just thirteen days later, they brought the Oberlin glee club to the auditorium. Many a heart beat fast beneath a girlish gown! The Friendship girls sold candy, and this, with the dance in the gymnasium after the concert, made it a night that stayed long in my memory. March saw' the Pericleans shipping us all to Coral Gables, Florida. We arrived on the sixth in our m0iSt summery clothes, ready for any balmy breezes that might blow. I caught a terrible cold going through all that sleet to get there. In March, too, the art classes produced a color pageant that was nothing less than a Charleston review, with members of the art classes and their friends taking part. The proceeds were used to buy a frieze, The Evolution of the Book for the school library. one h'u'nr11wl fifty-four