Washington Seminary - Facts and Fancies Yearbook (Atlanta, GA)

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PRESIDENTS ADDRESS We, the girls of the graduating class of l935, welcome you, our parents and friends, to this, our last class exercise together. Pride, blended with sadness, marks the com- pletion of our work and play at dear old Washington Seminary. As we glance backward over the happy days spent here, we realize how really delightful and worthwhile these days have been. We have worked hard, willingly and unwillingly, but hard nevertheless, else we would not be on this stage tonight. Now we see, fully perhaps for the first time, how much we shall miss our friendly con- tacts here and the sympathy of our patient friends, the Faculty. Even though we are giving up our place at the Seminary as students tomorrow night, we can never re- linquish our affection for our Alma Mater and our loyalty to her standards. These have given us high ideals and respect for true character, so that we are carrying away something fine and rich as we continue life. Due to the thorough preparation received at the Seminary, we shall be more ready to meet whatever comes our way, whether our aims be college, home, or career. Each senior, whether she has been here one year or twelve, will gratefully remember Miss Emma, Mr. Scott, and the Faculty for their never-failing kindness. We somewhat experienced seniors cannot refrain from asking our friends, the undergraduates, to take advantage of their opportunities: for what they learn here, in and out of books, will serve as a firm foundation for .a bright, successful future. And now, dear classmates, may I tell you how sincerely l appreciate the privilege of being your president. The whole-hearted co-operation of the members of our class has made my office a joy and a pleasure. I personally feel that the Class of '35 is beyond doubt the best class that was ever graduated from the Seminary. For that reason much will be expected of us. We will try to fulfill the hopes of those who have proved their interest in our welfare. May the friendships that have taken root in our high school days continue to bring happiness and comfort to each one of you, Seniors. -May the memories of our gay and serious days together always be among your most cherished possessions. v -HELEN BELL . 3l .

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. I-IISTCRY The time has come when we, the Senior Class of '35, must bid farewell to our beloved Alma Mater. With it come many memories close to our hearts of the steps we have climbed, of the classmates and teachers whom we have grown to love, of the place that will always remain dear to us--Washington Seminary. Turning back the years, we come to the first grade and its happ times. The lit- tle girls who walked up the school drive, books in hand, a bit skepticalf but happy with the importance of beginning their school life were Martha Burnett, Anne Gray, Mary Helmer, Margaret Preacher, and Babs and Betty Zuber. With the first days of school we must connect Mrs. Davis, whose sympathy and strictness kept us well in hand and won our love. We soon made the acquaintance of 'i'Wo, the dearly beloved cook, who looked out for the li'l chillun. The following year we were joined by Annette Hightower: Having become more familiar with the joy of studying books, we turned our interest to the swings and playgrounds, where we enjoyed many a recess. Again in the third year there was but one addition. Marjorie Hames joined the happy group. Since we had grown a bit in our mental ability and size, we began to sing French songs in opening exercises under Madame Berry's supervision, and we also became more victorious in the art of see-sawing. ln the fourth grade Miss Alice Downing became our teacher and we fell in love with her from the first day. Margaret Preacher left us, but we became recon- ciled when Trudy Dickey arrived. Kick the Can now became an important part of our lives. ln the fifth grade Frances Butters and .lulia Hoyt came to us. Although we had always been somewhat dignified we began to play Cop 'n' Robber enthusiastically and, l might say, loudly. Blood-thirsty yells could be heard over all the grounds at recess. My clearest recollections are those of always being Cop. The sixth grade brought Helen Aycock, Emily Evins, and Beverly Bailey to us. We became more impressed with our school work and the importance of study, settling down in comparison to our previous years. However, we still found time to wave at our favorite engineer on the Crescent Limited, which passed at recess. ln the seventh grade twelve girls swelled our number to twenty-four. These girls were Ida Akers, Alice Armstrong, Betty Barlow, Isabel Boykin, Jane Brooks, Doris Cole- man, Martha Fuller, Nina Fuller, Rosemary Hawk, Laura Hill, Helen Roberts, Charlotte Sage, and Cundell Smith. Naturally, the larger our number, the more fun we had to- gether. With our graduation to the seventh grade we came under the guidance of Mrs. Stewart. We all enioyed many happy times in her room. Then finally we reached the much coveted distinction of being eighth graders. Although we lost two of our number, lda Akers and Betty Barlow, we also gained two, Elizabeth Holcomb and Elinor Wilkinson. Our last year in Grammar School! Ahead of us a new and steeper path than we had ever known! Mrs. Olsson, lovable Miss Bessie to her-pupils, was in charge of us and prepared us well for the coming years of High School. During that year the senior class willed Mary Elizabeth Thomas to us, and we have come to feel that we know her personally. We have seen her through school. She is now nursing at Grady Hospital where she is doing extremely well. We are proud of her and so thankful to that senior class for giving us the. privilege of helping her forward. Thus we ended our preparatory years. They were filled with laughter and sorrow, fun and seriousness -pictures not easily forgotten. .33-