Warren Central High School - Wigwam Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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Yes, it was the realization of dreams and ambi- tions of the seniors to make their class outstanding, by such a successful performance this was accom- plished. For the past 16 years it was a senior play that was presented by the graduating class. For the most part they included only a few to represent the class. Carrying out the ideal of equality, this year, it truly was an all-senior production, where everyone could take part. The above picture is a scene from the college inn. The girls trio and the dancing chorus are shown in the foreground. Twenty-One

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SENIOR PRODUCTION 1941 The Senior Class of 1941 presented a new version of the traditional senior entertainment. Their pro- duction “Anything Can Happen” included many types of acts, from Donald Duck to a fake Count Mudslinski, from jitterbugs to the minuet, from modern jives to perennial favorites. Presented on Friday evening, March 7, the all senior production was well received by a crowd which broke all records of the school in the entertainment field. With this crowd, approximated at 1500 persons ovei $200 was cleared on the production. Finances, not ordinarily stressed, were most notable on this oocas - ion. The production included many more things. Aftei the introduction of the show chairman, Miss Jean Walter, and the members of the senior council, it was a musical comedy that got the show underway, with a count, a lovely young girl, a pickle sales- man and a maiden aunt. The second act, planned distinctly and uniquely patriotic, presented the thrill and glory of being an American, Miss Liberty with her flaming torch, Uncle Sam, and the stirring words and music of “America, 1 Love You” The College Inn act included something to please .everyone. Comedians, jitterbugs, blues, and with- out it it wouldn’t be college, the “green freshmen”. Dancers, serenading, soft lights and sweet music. And the poor magician was “fouled again” when the -fact was disclosed that it took a girl to make a soprano of the vocalist, Don Crooke. The swing band had what it took to make the -scene complete, made up of students it added life and glamour to it all — the trios, ballet tap . . . . , • g! Twenty

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Democray’s Danger Wherever democracy prevails there are always dangers against which it must be protected. There is always an evil force waiting to crush down the beloved democracy of a prospering country. Democracy wasn’t obtained by merely asking for it. It took years of struggle and strife by generations gone by, that their descendents might live in freedom. Too many people take their democracy for granted. They never stop to think of how we ob- tained it, or how it would be if it were suddenly grasped away by some evil force. For instance in America, there is one of the greatest democracies in the world, but there are always dangers. Although many things have been done to protect our democracy, it will never be entirely safe. We can never fully appreciate our democracy and all it stands for until we stop and think of other countries and their governments, countries whose governments have practically been destroyed, and the sufferings and tortures of the innocent people in this war-torn world. They suffer, not from something they did, but because of the wrong doings of another. We must and we will, do all in our power so that America and her glor- ious democracy, will not be demolish- ed. Regina Phillips English III Balled Up T think the seasons are out of sort ' The days too long and the nights too short In the spring when plowing and plant- ing are done The seeds are left to bake in the sun. Then there comes the summer drought And to show for your work you just have some sprouts When it’s time to harvest your grain Then comes your much needed rain. J. R. Burton English I My Dog My dog is such a rascal, He always bites and chews, I scolded him this morning, Now he has the dog-house blues. Sally Wallace ' English 7 America America! The word brings thiumph to my ears. A land of freedom throughout the years. Every field and every meadow, Every town where people settle, Every city every state, Is blessed with blessed fate — Freedom! America! A name which I am proud to speak. A country of great philosophy. A land where there’s freedom of speech. You see — I’m proud of this democracy. Doris Smith English VI Rain Like a soothing curtain. It beats upon my brow, Relieving all my troubles And cares — I have none now. A million rain drops, Come dashing through the sky, As the flashing lightening Brings forth a shrieking cry. The bellow of the thunder, The patter of the rain Have carried off my troubles I’m free, I’m free again! Don Fuller English I “Just a Little Bit More!” The dinner gong had sounded; Johnny entered through the door, And said as he sampled the luscious feast, “Aw, please mom, just a little bit more.” With a youthful, starving appetite, Wildly through the meal he tore, But always repeated the wailing cry, “Aw, please, mom, just a little bit more.” “Mom led her boisterous offspring In a room used times before, But try as I might, I never heard, “Aw, please, mom, just a little bit more.” Jean Witte English VI Coming of Spring Bluebirds are corning and other birds too, Trees will be budding, then leaves will come through, Flowers will blossom in gardens about. Spring is coming, there is no doubt. Spri ng days are coming with sunshine and glee, Children will be happy, all merry and free. They’ll play in the sunshine and fresh spring air, Spring is coming, yes spring so fair. Spring is coming with wild wind and rain, Beating so fiercely on the bright win- dow pane Then the sun comes through and dries the tears. Just as it has done in by-gone yeaxs. Then up comes the grass, so fresh and green. It’s rather weak and also lean, But very soon it will be big and strong, Growing and growing all the day long. Vera Ann Rejko English IV The Change from Autumn to Winter One day it was cheery and sunny, The skies were a beautiful blue, I wished it would linger forever That fall day of brilliant hue. The blue skies above became darker The feathery clouds turned to gray The wind whistled through the tall treetops. And whisked the gay, dried leaves away. Then snow flurries started to drive down And kept right on all through the night Next morning I saw while arising The whole earth was covered with white. Mary Eleanor Ward English IV BEST OF ALL I like to see the fish a swimming in the brook, But best of all 1 like to catch them on my hook. Danny Hope English I Twenty-Two