Walt Whitman Junior High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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wHBN '1'H.E-LWHLEELIS 'TURNED UHo1lywood, here I comein I shouted. My friend Carol looked at me as if I were crazy. n0h, it's wonderful! just wonderful! Imagine, I'm going to spend my summer with my uncle in Hollywood, California,N I continued. nOh, you're so 1ucky,N cried Carol. Carol and my other friends, Ginger, Alice, and Stacy were to stay at home as usual during the summer. Even though I'd be gone for only four weeks, I cou1dn't help bragging about the wonderful time I'd be having. For days I talked about the movie stars I'd probably meet and the autographs I'd get. Within the few days all my about my plans, UI go,H exclaimed Alice me on the street. friends knew wish I could when she met While the boring days ahead when school was over, I busied myself thinking of what I would wear on my trip south. girls thought of the ULet me see now. I'll need my good I dress, shorts, slacks, b1ouses...' I put everything down on a list. The whole month of June I thought of nothing else but Hollywood! The day before we were to leave, my uncle telephoned to say he was called away on unexpected business. UI'm sorry, dear, but we'll have to make it some other time.U I was f1abbergasted.nWhat would I tell my friends?U HThat you will be with them this summer,N my uncle replied The next day at school I found that my friends had news for me too Carol was going to camp, Ginger to her cousin's,and Stacy and Alice to Florida, Fx sex -2wkL?lQ.!-- eg if . X Viv I, X J, Q f Q 4 , ' ' r If ' I 'IA l ' 1 'Q N 01' -Sq X K' 6 iig ii uv , 4 I .QF ' hr f? XNEEEIEQ ,J C X V 5 - fri? x X XX 4f'- 1' x'x I f f 'WET 7 X - f .ei S X . I f A My k fry j I H!! 'fl H' I V 'J ,- 2 W 1 ,D X 1 f'7's 15,' 1 Aeqg, fi' ' 'QM f Rf' f- 'My' ws kit Afff' .pf r 'iw X fl lf ff.-N wk ' Qin 4 Ziigx 'xl x N f 'Ein xc. XX Wig , ,rm ,. - ' , x X Y X NIsn't it wonderful that we're all going places this summer?n remarked Alice. ,nYes,H I said feebly. It wasn't easy telling them the truth. Joan Bdzant

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6L.1?: 1 -1'-35-1 'V .N affix' 1 ,gbf 'HF Nl 1 11' x I ' If ' . 'N .!S? r' 5g fFi6QQ59 J?-52' 7 'fk. ,f'tf...Xl' E- 23,-9 sg 2 Hn. 'I .Q .A,4f3':it1t'9 V1' . V , AFM-Liffigggg-i a ,l f::1 nh ,Q -f:- l.f.l-..-- , I I K f Z ff .Q 1 WHEN DUTY CALLS I woke up to the familiar sound of my alarm clock. I dressed hur- riedly and then went downstairs for breakfast. I found it diffi- cult to swallow, but my mother in- sisted I eat everything. When I was half through with my breakfast, our front doorbell rang. I knew it was my friend,Marjory before my mother even answered the door. I glanced up at the kitchen clock and noticed she was fifteen minutes early. I didn't mind though, be- cause now I wouldn't have to finhm eating. My mother didn't like the idea of my rushing off without breakfast, but I quickly explained that it was of the utmost import- ance. I got my coat from the hall closet, and, after I had put it on, Marjory and I left the house. We walked slowly, neither one of us talking very much. Then we approached the familiar, tall, red- brick building. We walked inside and climbed the four, long flights of stairs. We entered a large un- familiar room. We sat nervously in our seats for a few minutes before a woman, carrying some papers en- tered the room and closed the door behind her. Two hours later, we left the room feeling light-hearted and gay. Mid-terms were over. Karen Dicks REVENGE Susan leaned back against the seat of the car and brushed away the crumbs from the hamburger.0ut of the corner of her eye she look- ed intently at Bill who was paying the drive-in car-hop. Soon a ter, Bill got back into the car and cleared his throat as if he had something important to say. Susan was all ears. He was fina ly going to ask her to go stea y. Bill, who was shy, was slow in finding words. Susan quicklysmiled to encourage him. At this crucial moment they heard a loud groan followed by squeaks and a sharp rattle. It was Jezebellel It was always Jezebelle. Bill, as always, jumped to Jezebelle's side. Jeze- belle was Bil1's first love.Susan was jealous: The cool breeze felt good against Sue's hot and angry face as the three of them went home. They were all unusually quiet, pen- haps with the exception of Jeze- belle who kept wheezing and shiv- ering. Still, Jezebelle had won out.Bill never had a chance to ask Susan to go steady. At the cgrner where they left Jezebelle, Bill and Susan parted, Bill toward his home on Elm Street and Susan in the direction of her apartment on maple Street. Suddenly, however, in the middle of the block Sue stopped short, turned around, marched back to the corner,and in a fit of fury kicked Jezebelle where it really hurt-- in the fender. Iris Merker qi . f Y N A -:-ik T, I . - - 4 21 '55, QA E g4i:'W- -,gfif-Frlizgl: E , 'I f r' ..,. e- I-1: ,ir-L-N- p-'I 1 i E' 'f' ' ,xl I -2--.11 t W. I F263 - i' .a - Jzn.

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UTACKLEH..Tempera.,Jud1th Rivkin It was the most exciting game I had ever witnessed. The score was 24-20 with two minutes left to play The Vikings were 70 yards away from the Dallas goal line. The foot ball championship of the world was at stake. The Viking quarterback, Lee Grosscup, was the man of the hour. It was on him Minneapolis rested its championship hopes. On the first play from scrim- mage, Grosscup hit his right end for twelve yards. The next play was a quarterback sneak, good for six yards. There was one minuteleft 46 'I'H.E-PROFESSIONAL F0-CLITBALL CHAMPIONSHIP GAME in the game now. On afourth and'one situation Grosscup threw a hook pass to his left end for six- teen yards. On the next play Larry Krutko went straight up the middle to the Dallas thirteen yard line. A time-out was called. Grosscup threw two short passes which advanced the ball to the Dallas one yard line. Time out with seven seconds left to play! Time for one more play! Grosscup called the signal of the most important game of his life. He tried a quart- erback sneak into a pile of players -------He was stopped just short of the goal line. Dallas won. Brian Siegel