Whittier Junior High 1943 Yearbook

The Whittier Greenleaf

January 26, 1943

DEDICATION

We,· the members of the Greenleaf class, do hereby dedicate this issue of the Whittier Greenleaf to the 9A's. With it go our wishes for a quick fulfillment of all your dreams for success .

THE

WHITTIER GR EENL EA F

Founded and established in 1924 as the officia l student publication of Whittier Junior High School pupil s

FACULTY ADVISORY BOARD

Miss Peterson, Miss Ferguson, Mr. Gammill

Ma r cia Adki son

Anna Ledoux

Janice Ehlers

Marga r et Craige

Marialice Bullock

Alice Smit h

Doris Kauffman

Kenneth Bowman

Phyllis ewman

Polly Sedam

Alvin chwart:

Floyd Reifschneider

Loren Robinette

GREE LEAF STAFF

1 orm a Chubbuck

Phyllis Ba r ribo

atalie Mase r

Grace Haskin s

Elaine Derr

R obert Reifschneider

Twyla Dobbins

Betty Lou Clark

Mary Ellen Bolar

Barbara Van Everv

Irene Holter

George Wilcox

Joan Eberhart

GREENLEAF PRI TERS

Emerson R ogers

Robert Church

Ernie Workman

R uth Gremer

Andy Tautfest

Homer Knapp

Duane Wilkinson

Raymond Schenaman

Robert Folden

Joanna Gatto

Arthur Kolb

R alph Weber

WHAT'S Y O UR HURRY?

"Here's your cap, what's your hurry?"

A saying Whittier pupils know

As coming from Mr. Culler

When it's time for the 9A's to go

And now we all repeat it

On this 9A class day

As we all bid goodby

To each and every 9A.

- Phyllis Barribo

9A CLASS OFFICERS

President: Joe Gallagher

Vice President: Phyllis Newman

Secretary: Eddie Schneider

COMMITTEES

Program

Miss Curley-Sponsor

Kenneth Strawn

Doris Sullivan

Norma Baily

Barbara Van Every

Milton Garner

Caps

Mrs. White- Sponsor

John Montgomery

Geraldine Tubman

Lawrence Gerdes Refreshments

Miss Mary Wilson - Sponsor

Elaine Derr Bob Brinton

Geraldine Knaub Eddie Leikam

Party

Mr. Gartner and Mrs Ross - Sponsors

Guy Dean Betty Clough

Jim Sheldon

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Marguerite N ootz

CLASS LJAY EVE TS

::1A Class Day started off "·ith the program this morning in the auditorium. It began v,ith the traditional farch by the band. Address of Welcome - Joe Gallagher, "Ar ound the Year." Songs: Welcome S,Yeet Springt i me, April Showers-- D oris Sullivan, Geraldine T u bm a n. Father Time-Pat Venard One Act P lay Hello Springtime Characters: April-Barbara Va n EYery, Spring-Lillian Eichler, Bluebird-Shirley Hoback, High Kite - Kenneth Strawn, Crocus - Charlotte Elli , Little G1 een BudElaine Den, D andelion- D uane Sloan, Pussy Willow-Eddie Schnieder, Miss Month of May -Joan Eberhart, Frosty - Milton Garne1·, Pinky and Pet-Betty Clough, Gera ldine Knaub, Toddy and Roddy-Cress Forney, J ohn Montgomery . Song-In the Good Old Summer Time, Father Time Tap D ance - Janet Carr, Ruth Be1·gstraesser. Song. ~ Sipping Cide1· Through a Strav; - Jerry Wagner, Francis Christopher, D ick Stansbury . Song-In the Evening by the Moon light, Jerry Wagner, D ick Stansbury, Francis Christopher, D oris Sullivan, ·Geral dine Tubman, • Lillian Eichler, Geraldine Knaub. Father Time, Campfire Conver s ation - 9A Octet, Shil'ley Cook, Guy D ean, Ke nn eth Strawn, Marjorie eff. Accordion Solo-Shi n e On Harvest Moon by Kenneth Strawn . Song-Walking in the Winter Wonderland Father Time The Skaters' Waltz-Phyllis Newma n , Dorotha Kuhn, Jean Hergert, Betty Bo ll en, Marian L oos, Elma Sch l ege l , Francis Christopher Thi noon the 9A's will meet .in the aud itorium to receive last m inute instructions on their graduating exercises . I n the afternoon they will enjoy a program of dancing and table games and a film. They will have the usua l refre.,hments of cupcakes and .ice cream .

Mr. 9A

Miss 9A

Floyd Reifschneider Teeth Lillian Eichler

Charles Bolus Eyes, eyelashes Marian Loos

Sheldon Kushner Complexion Dorotha Kuhn

Francis Christopher Smile Shirley Hoback

Ralph Weber Finger nails Nellie \Vilson

Cress Forney Clothes Phyllis Newman

Bob Leuhr Hair Jean Hergert

Kenneth Strawn Feet Mildred Yates

Bill Kosmos Brains I da Allen

THE WHITTIER GREENLEAF

CLASS WILL

We the class of "43" do hereby swear in a weak state of mind, (as usual) that this is our last will and testament before we leave Whittier Junior High.

Joan Eberhart wills her algebra troubles to Eleanor Meyers . ·Margaret Rubino leaves her curly hair to Velma Jean Rebensdorf. Lorraine Stewart gives her piles of curls to Betty Jamesson.

Geraldine Knaub wills her pretty smile to Gwen Mitchell. Eddie Schneider leaves his shortness to Marvin Livings t on. Bob Brinton leaves his teasing to anyone w ho wants to take it up. Arthur Ko lb wills his airplane drawing to Richard Maxfield.

May Bouman gives her a t h le ti c ability to Marilyn Delehant. Ralph Buterbaugh leaves his height to an y one who likes to grow. Lawrence Gerdes leaves his sandy hair to Pete Kortum. Charles Bolus leaves his shyness to Melvin Brown. Alvin Schwartz wills hi lazines3 to John Wabel. Leah Jacoby takes Betty Bollen' s place for clothes. Elma Schlegel l e aves her long hair to Shirley Glantz. Alvin Hoffman give s his athletic ability to Bob Hubbell.

Bill Kosmos wills his extra pounds to Duaine Haas. Elaine Derr leaves her brains to Grace Haskins. Alice Tunks passes her gum chewing to anyone who can keep up with her Pat Venard leaves her lipstick to Mary Stewart.

To Goldie Norris, Charlotte Ellis gives her freckles. Bob Robinson hands his blond hair to Robert ReifschneidEr. To Marcia Adkisson, Barbara Van Every leaves her abilit y to talk. Betty Clough bequeaths her under curl to Helen Mutchie.

Geraldine Tubman and Doris Sullivan leave their close friendship to Joan Bauer and Marjorie Englebrecht. Dorotha Kuhn wills her golden ringlets to Beverly Thompson.

Marguerite N ootz bequeaths her braids to Jeanette Reifschneider. Jean Hergert leaves her dark brown eyes to Betty Lou Clark. To Phyll is Barribo, Lillian Eichler wills her pretty teeth Duane Sloan leaves his flirting to anyone who wants to do it

Kent Wassung bequeaths his civic league duties to someone who wants to run his legs off.

We do affix our signature to this last statement of this 9A class of Januar y , 1943.

- Elaine Derr, JANUARY 26, 1943

ME CHI ESE

"Hey, Tommy, come on," Joey Thompson screamed at the top of hi vo.ice. "Tommy Brown, come right now."

"Gee whiz. You don't have to holler my ears out," shouted Tommy as he came running up the hlock.

"Well, a feller has to holler to make yon Le ar."

'' All right, \Yhat do you ,rnnt ?"

" \i\Tell, ' ' began Joey, "you know that laundry l - p the treet ?"

''Yeh! What about it?"

" Wait'll I get done, \\ ill you?" snapped Joe y .1. ow, the gu y that runs it, his name's Lin Yu, and I'll just betcha anything he's a Jap !"

"Gee, you really think so?"

"Sure! Cause he don't buy no War B o nd s or nothin', I don't think."

"That ·would be somethin', wouldn ' t jt , if me'n you could catch a Jap."

"Yeh it would! Only ... "

"Only what?"

"Well, what if he' a citizen of the Unit e d States? Mom says that Japanese who are citizen and have lived here a long time aren't bad," Joey said thoughtfuily.

"I tell you what," 1·eturned Tommy. "Let' s go ask h.im."

"All right."

So the bo y s set off for the laundry of Lin Yu. Arriving at the laundry the boys walked in and hollered, "Hey! Lin Yu . ''

"Me come, me come , chop, chop" piped a squeaky voice from the back of the store.

" ov,' you let me do the talking ," directed Joey.

"You want see me? Me velly glad see y ou!" Lin Yu popped out from behind the curtain.

"Lin Yu, are you a Japanese \Yho became a citizen of the United States?"

" o Me no Japanese who became citizen . Me ... "

"All right, Lin Yu, that!s all we wanted to know," and the boys walked out of the shop.

"Wait minute, wait," screeched Lin Yu. " Me Chinese who became citizen of United States."

But the boys did not hear him. They were running down the street toward home. "Do y ou suppose we should tell our folks?"

" o, they ' d just tell a G-Man, he'd arre8t Lin, and we ·wouldn't have any fun," replied ( Please turn to pag e seven)

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9A CLA SS

Front R ow: Afvin Schwartz; Lorrain te"vart; Jerry \Vagn er; Arthur K o l b; Frank Damian; Elma Schlegel. H-4: Donna

Ma ry B e ll; N e llie Wilson, H- 3

eco nd Row: William Burback; Phylli s N ew man; Joan Eb er hart: Guy D ean ;· Floyd R eifsc hn eider, H-2: B ob Chamberlain; Marguerite Nootz, S--t; Norma Mitchel; J ea n H ergert.

Third R ow : Cre Forn ey, - 4; Joe D e m en u ; Patricia Vena1·d , S - 4; Charles Bo l us; Ral p h But erbaug h; R obert Haye ; Lillian Eichl er. H - 3; R obert Lu e hr.

9A CLASS

Front Row: Elain e D err, - 3; M~ rian Loos; James Sheldon: Dori

D orot h y \.Vatrnn; Edward Schni ede r , S - 4.

ullivan, - 4 ; May Bowman , H-4; Shir l ey Cook;

Second R ow: Mary l yn N ew bill; Marjori e N e ff , H- 4; Sheldon Ku s hn er: A l ice Tunk s; Gera ldin e Knaub, H- 3; B etty Clough; Ba rbara Van Ev ery, S - 5; Charle ul l.

Third R ow : Harv e y J ohnston: Kent Wa ssung, H - 5 ; Alvin H offman; O rvi ll e McCrack en; Bill Gabe lh ouse; R obert C hu rch; Bob R obinson ; Bill K os m os, S-3. ot in Pictur e: Elain e J o hn s; Martin Wilson; Jan et Keeney: H erbert Greiner: Wayn e \'.'a l ker; Harold Fram stead.

MR. CULLER

There i n't a pupil in Whittier who doesn't know and re pect our principal, Mr. Culler. He has told us a little hi tory of Whittier. The seventh and eighth grades were in a building south of where Whittier now stands and the ninth grade was in an old building at 26th and O streets. Mr. Culler and the staff moved into Whittier in the fall of 1923. His big job was to integrate pupils from six elementary schools. Before coming to Whittier , Mr. Culler wa assistant principal at Lincoln High School.

JANUARY 26, 194 3

MISS HULT

Every one is acquainted with this well-known lady of Whitti~r. She is our assist~mt principal and has been doing a very fine job since 1923 when Whittier opened . For the first two and one half years Mis Hult was a home room teacher in 205. She taught the seventh and ninth grade pupils geography. Now she meets us and our problems in the office. 5

PA IT 0

"Ted! Ted.'·' ''Ye , Father."

"Will you please take this letter down to the post office and mail .it for me?"

"I would, Father, but I'm going on an errand up town for Mother."

" · ow, Ted, you can drop it off on your way."

"But Dad, the po t office i clear o~t of my way.''

"You can mail it on your way home ."

"But-"

"That's enough. Here is the letter. Now hurry so you can do that errand for your mother."

"Yes Dad. (To him elf)-Gee whiz. I can't mail this letter on my way home. I promised Joe I'd Hey Mary. Mary-y !"

"Hello, Ted. Were you calling me?"

"Yes fary. Look, I'm upposed to mail th.is letter, ee, and I don't have time, so I was \YOndering if you ·wouldn't do it for me."

"Well, I '

"Gee thank , Mary. Here is the letter. Bye."

"But Ted, Ted come back here! Oh dear, I can't mail this letter. I hould be at Helen's party right now."

"Hello, Mary."

"Hunh? Oh, Jim, say do you think you could mail thi letter for me?"

"Well, I wasn't-"

"Oh come on, Jim. You'll be helping me an awful lot, really."

""'' ell, okay.' '

"Oh thanks, Jim. I got to leave now."

"Hm-m, wonder how I let myself in for thi I'm not going anywhere near the post office. Oh, there's Don over there. I'll shove it onto him. Hiya, Don ol' boy. Here's a letter. Mail it for me will ya? Thanks pal, 'bye."

"Well, of all the nerve. Shoves thi letter onto me and then beats it. I gotta do somethin' with it. Well, well, Juck is with me. Here comes Ted. He'll be dumb enough to take it. Hey Ted."

"What do you want, Don?"

"My, but you look nice, Ted. You always look nice. I guess that's why the girls are all crazy about you."

" Are the girl crazy about me?"

"Why, sure, Ted. Oh, I was wondering if you'd do me a little favor."

"Oh sure, Don . Now about my look ? What would you say was-"

"You're a pal, Ted. Here, just mail this let-

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t r and I'll be indebted for life. Well, I'll have to scoot now. Be seein' ya."

" ow wouldn't ya think that people "' ould have m~re sen e than to pu h a job like that onto someone else? You ' d think their parent would bring them up better. There oughta be a law against uch ... Oh, well, I'll stick it in my pocket and mail it after I take the e thing home to Mother."

A week later. "Ted, what did you do with my letter? It was very important that it get there last Monday. I should have received an answer before this."

"Your letter? Well, Father you see, ah, well, to tell the truth I didn't have time to mail it so I gave it to Mary."

"You gave it to Mary? You should have mailed that letter yourself."

" ow don't worry, Father. I'll go and a k Mary what she did with it right away."

"All right. Please don't lam the door when you leave."

"Yes, Father. I mean no, Father. Gee whiz, that door sure closes ea y. What you know -here' Mary coming out of her house now. Hi, Mary. ' '

"Yes Ted?"

"Say, what did ya do with that letter I told ya to mail? It was my father's letter and he hould have got an answer to it by now!"

"Well, don't blame me. I gave it to Jim Baker to mail."

"Gave .it to Jim Baker? What did you do that for?"

"Well, I didn't have time to mail it and "

"All right. But if he didn't mail it, my father is really gonna be mad."

"I'm ure he mailed it, Ted. I'd go and ask him right now.''

Next day. "Say Ted, are you sure you mailed that letter I gave you last week?"

"Letter? Oh sure, Don."

"Well that's sure a load off my mind. Mary was giving Jim the dickens for not mailing it and Jim was doing the same to me, but since you mailed it, everything's okay."

"You mean Mary gave it to Jim and Jim gave it to you?"

"Yeah, and then I gave it to you. Hey, what's that stickin' outta your pocket?"

"This? Looks like a letter."

"Say, that's the letter I gave you to mail. ow I bet Jim will give me Hail Columbia."

"Oh no he won't. I just remembered. I gave this letter to Mary in the fir t place "

"What? Say this is too much for a guy with a weak heart. I gotta lie down awhile."

THE WHITTIER GREENLEAF

"Bye Ted."

"So long, Don."

"'Ted. Ted.'

"Ye h, Father."

"\\ ill you please mail this letter for mer' "But Dad, I don't have time .''

"'Give it to Mary. She mailed the other one, didn't she?"

"Yes, Dad. Here \Ye go again, folks." -Phylli Barribo.

EFFICIE CY RECORD

Fifteen Whittier pupils out of the graduating class of eighty-one were honored by having their names on the Efficiency Roll. This means that they have done work over and above that required in the educational program of the school. This work is sponsored by the chamber of Commerce.

Congratulations to these pupils!

Betty Bollen Geraldine Knaub E ther Mae Bouman William P. Kosmos

hirley Jean Cook Dorotha Mae Kuhn

Elaine I. Derr Marguerite Nootz

Joan Eberhart Elma chlegel

Lillian Eichler Geraldine Tu binan

Wilma Jean Hergert Barbara E. Van Every Patricia Louise Venard

YOU'LL BE MISS! G

Lupe Arenas' drawing atility .

Tom Avner's cockiness.

Marjorie Neff's whispering in class.

Joe Demenus' long legs.

Donna Mary Bell's reading in the library.

Elaine John's many clothes.

orma Bailey's pretty smile.

Bill Gablehouse's height.

Bob Chamberlain's curly hair.

Polly Sedam's speedy walk.

Harve y Johnston's take-it-easy air.

The whole 9A Class. •

SO GS THAT REMIND ME

" mile Darn You Smile" -Tom Avner

"Idaho" - Ida Allen

" I Came Here To Talk For Joe'' - Joe Gallagher

"Serenade In Blue" - Phyllis Newman

"Dark Eyes" - Lupe Arenas

"Elmer's Tune" - Elma Schlegel

''Bragging'' -Alvin Hoffman

"You Are My Sunshine" - Frank Damian

JANUARY 26, 1943

ME CHINESE

(Continued from page three)

Joey. "But I kno,Y \\·hat we could do. \Ve could break hi windo\\· and put mud on the laundry and-and-"

"Say, that's \Yell. When do we start?"

"What' the matter \Yith tonight?" quetioned Joe y .

" othin' that I can think of."

"All right, tonight at ten o'clock in "All right, and be sure you're there."

1eamvhile Lin Yu ,ms \\·addling do,vn the front of Smith's Grocery Store."

street as hard as he could go, hi pigtail bobbing up and down nervously. "Must see Mr. Thompson. Tell him me Chinese, not Japanese," queaked Lin Yu excitedly as he stopped in front of Mr. Thompson's drug store. "No\\· me go in tell him." Lin pranced anxiously into the drug store and screeched at the top of his high, thin, little voice, "Mr. Thompson, l\Ir. Thomp on."

Mr. Thompson hurried out from the back of the store. "Why, Lin, how are you?"

"Oh-h me velly sick, velly sick."

"What' the matter?"

"You liltle boy Joe y and Mr. Brown' little boy Tommy, they think me Japanese. You tell '€m no Japanese, me Chinese, me Amelican citizen."

"Well, I didn't kno,y Joe y v;as that wa y ," said fr. Thompson thoughtfully.

"Oh, he not bad boy; he just velly crazy."

"Oh , you think so?" chuckled Mr. Thompson. "Mr. Thomp " on, Mr. Thompson." A redfaced, breathles boy dashed in.

"Oh, Ir. Thompson, Joe y and Tommy are going to smash Lin's windovYS and put mud on the laundry and everything."

' 'Oh -h me velly s.ick," moaned Lin.

"Why, Ben, when did you hear that?"

''They were talking and I heard 'em. They're going to meet tonight at ten o'clock .in fron t of Smith's Grocery Store."

"I'll have to stop them. I'll go to Smith's tonight, meet the boys," said ir. Thompson. "And, Lin, you better go back to your shop."

"Velly well, Mr. Thompson."

Lin hurried· out the door and up the ~treet io hi shop. When he got there, he ,\·ent int o the back room for some paint, a brush, and a ladder.

Late that evening Joey crept out of the house and started down the street. Suddenly (Please turn to page fourteen)

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\YHI TTIER FACCLTY

V eer

Firft Row: Miss Mumford. Mr Shike, Miss D ee, Miss J o n es, fis s Mary , Vilson.

Second R ow : Miss P eterson, Mis - Kahm. Miss Ki er, Mr s. Barrow s, Mi ss H e l en Ma<ls<•n.

Thi :

ow: Mrs. C h ildress, Mrs White. Miss Schofield, Mis s Sch cmel.

Fou1·t

Mr H esto n. Mi ,c;s

hu sen. Mr Gammill.

First Row: Mi ss Mar garet ,vil son, Mis s Ralston. Miss Buchanan, Mrs Klipp ert.

Second R o w: Mi ss Ferp:uson, Mi.s H ooper Miss Hult, Mbs Tyre. Miss Zam zo w.

Third R ow : l\lrs. R o3s Miss Jack son, l\lr Swisher. Mr Gartner.

Fourth Row: Mr Ro ss, Miss Cul'ley, Miss Crnss. Not in Picture: Mi ss Emma Madsen.

AFU Y GAME OF BASEBALL

The day was bright and the weather was very warm for fall, the day the Bobcats and the Holy Three baseball team were to play the championship game.

The game started with a bang and the Bobcats were trailing with a score of 14 to their opponent's 15. The last inning had started with the Holy Three up. No score was made and the Bobcats came up to bat. A substitute player replaced the Bobcats ' star player who had hurt his ankle. Two outs, two men on base was the way the game stood when the substitute c::ime to hat. Then a dull thud like a body hitting the ground.

Jimm y waking up suddenly found himself on the floor, and we never did learn the score of that baseball game.

-May Bouman

NICKNAMES

Charlotte Ellis- Sherry

Norma Baily-Bangs

Ida Allen - Idaho

Geraldine Knaub-Gerry

Elma Schlegel - Elmer

Lorraine Stewart-Toddy

Tom Avner-Lil Abner

Lawrenc e Gerdes - Pinky

Elaine Derr -Snooks

Jean Hergert- Johnnie

Duane Sloan -Sus

Richard Stansberry-Stinky

Joan Eberhart- Ebbie

Lillian Eichler- Eichee

Charles Bolus-Chuck

JUMBLED NAMES

Torerb Yesah

Lamiliw Kabbucr

Leschra Ulnl

Yenaw Erlwak

Ttyeb Nan Bibsg

Areldg Ratcer

Nohj Noterommgy

Walrceen Skiwitlu

THE COVER

Grace Haskins is the one who is responsible for the design on the cover of this i~sue. Alice Jo Smith did the cutting on the linoleum.

Personally we don't know the secret of success, but sometimes we're afraid it's ''work."

JANUARY 26, 1943

9A PROPHECY

Our scene is the Federal Bureau of Investigation. The time is 1967. Several people are being examined for the theft of two hundred pounds of sugar. Guy Dean and Lorraine Stewart are conducting the investigation. Guy suspects everyone of carrying firearms since he was employed by that department. Guy has just started examining the first sucker.

"All right, shoot! And you'd better make it good. Just tell me your name and what you do."

"I'm Boh Robinson. I'm a chemist and I am helping to make high explosives. This is my secretary beside me, May Bouman. We worked late that evening at the laboratory."

''Mr. Dean, would you like to buy some indelible ink? I'm sure you need some because-," a stranger interrupts.

"Hey, you get away from that door. What are you trying to do? I bet you're trying to sneak out of here. Okay, who are you and what do you do?"

" Why, Mr. Dean, you should be ashamed. Can't a few honest (clears throat) working girls go and get a drink? After all, we can get thirsty. I'm Margaret Rubino, and the·se are my pals. From left to right they are Marilyn Newbill, who is a stenographer, and Christina Benishek, who is also a stenographer. Mr. Strawn can vouch for us, can't you Kenny'!"

"Well-er-um- I have-I really don't know you, but I'll vouch for you. Now if I may go - . "

"Just a minute, stuffed shirt. What's that sticking out of your pocket? Just as I thought! It's a gun."

"A gun, Mr. Dean? Oh y€s, you see I take pictures of wild life. I just got back from the Colorado mountains where I saw some beautiful penguins. I used a gun to protect-."

"Just a minute, wise guy. They don't have penguins in the Colorado mountains.''

"There isn't any reason why they couldn't, is there? Have you ever been there?''

"Why no, but - ."

''You mean you can stand there and tell me something you don't know about? I'm afraid I'll have to report you to a rumor society. As I was saying, I've been t~king pictures of wild life m the Colorado Mountains. I just got back."

"Where are the pictures?"

"Mr. Dean, really! I have them in my pocket." (Please turn to the next page) 9

9A PROPHECY

(Continued from page nine)

"Let me see them."

"I'm surprised that a man of your reputation and honesty could ask me that. You know no one can show anypictures of the country to any one else. I had to get a federal permit even to photograph the land . " .

''Mr. Dean, are you sure you don't need any indelible ink? I'm Harold Framstead and I'm trying to be a good salesman. Who was it who said, 'If at first you don't succeed try. try again'?"

"Shut up. Next, please."

''I'm bookeeper May Bouman and these are my friends.Alice Tunks and Barbara Van Every."

"Mr. Dean, do you think you should eat cooked cabbage for lunch? Wouldn't it be better to have it raw? Vitamin C is destroyed by heating, drying, or ageing. I'm Alice 'funks as May told you. This is Barbara Van Every beside me. She's a stenographer."

''M r. Dean, the Morning Bugle sent us over to get a story and some pictures. This female bes.ide me is Norma Mitchell, a reporter, anii I'm aphotographer for the 'Morning Bugle'. I'm Joe Gallagher ''

"Where are your press cards?"

''You've got them, Mr. Dean. Well, we're d one, come on, let's go. Say, can we have our press cards? We did too hand them to you! Oh well, never mind. We can get some more."

"All right, who -are you guys? You look as if you're in the service. You there, first."

''We're three little pilots, on a three-day leave and we have accomplished things that you'd never believe. I'm Bob Luehr, a non-commercial pilot in the army."

"I suppose you fly tri-motored planes?"

' ' They don't make tri-motored planes any more. I'm Cress Forney, and this rookie beside me is .Jim Sheldon. Just as Bob said, we're all pilots. Gee, it's one o'clock and we've got to see the captain's daughter Genevieve 'cause we're three little pilots on a three-day leave! goodbye."

" I'm Kent Wassung and I take care of airplane machinery. This is Eddie Schneider. He's an auto mechanic. You guys are in the navy, aren't you?"

'' All hands on deck. Heave ho with the talk. We're Ralph Weber and Jerry Wagner of the good ship - we can't tell yo u the name of the

boat. There's the call for mess. (A fire siren is heard) Anchors aweigh."

"I guess I'm the only oua left I-."

"Get this pigeon off me. It's thrown away my fountain pen and pencil set and I paid twentyfive round dollars for that."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dean. Come here, Burnideer. I'm Arthur Kolb of the United States Signal Corps Division of homing pigeons and this is my best pigeon.''

"Hey, you, where are you going?"

"Who, me? Don't use that tone of a voice when talking to me, you young whippersnapper. I'm Orville McCracken from Farmingville and I got to get after my crops .''

"We've been working on the railroad all the live long day. We've been working on the railroad just to pass the time away. I'm Raymond Schenaman and this is Curtis Bell. We're engineers and firemen on the railroad. He works for the C. and H. and I work for the B. and R. Frank Damian is a Brakeman and Richard St~nsbury also works for the railroad."

"Young man, what is a hyperbole? You are an ignorant nobody even if you have an important government job. This girl beside me is a biggleworm, a giggle worm, a miggle worm, I mean she's a wiggle worm. She's Janet Keeney and she' 3 a dress designer. I'm Marguerite N ootz and I teach school. I'm thirty-six years old."

"More likely you're sixty-three but that's beside the point. There are only two left so one of you must be guilty of the theft of one hundred pounds of sugar or rather there's just one left. No there's two left."

"I'm Milton Garner. I decoated your house. Remember?"

''Yes, and I'd like to wring your neck, making a room red with yellow trimmings."

"I'm Robert Church. I'm the president of a printshop. It's six o'clock and I've got to go home.''

, . ' ' Mr. Dean, I just sent in a warrant for your arrest or rather I'm going to if you don't let everyone go. Remember, you wanted to see those pictures I took. That is treason. You might be a spy for all 1 know."

"All right, all right. Keep yo ur collar starched. You can all go because all of you graduated from Whittier when I did. Hurry up and get out. Scat!"

THE WHITTIER GREENLEAF

GIRL GLEE

These girls' singing so sweet Is very hard to beat; Without you, sad we'd be, We salute you, Girls Glee.

REPORTERS

Reporter like news; In ones and twos

From room to room they go, Wearing bli ter on each toe.

PRINTERS

They keep tho e pres e rolling, Work hard every day; We know they'll never go on strike Demanding higher pay.

C. L. OFFICERS A D CABINET

These are the leaders of our school, Who make us obey every rule; Here are officers and cabinet too, Who always see their duties through.

SCRAP

This is a picture of scrap Brought to beat the J ap; Everyone looked around, Brought everything to be found.

JA DARY 26 1943 11

OCIAL GAMES A D PROPERTY COMMITTEES

They have duties many and varied, At their work they've never tarried, Honor them, do we, Socinl Games and Property.

HOME ROOM PRESIDE TS

If we are fair, We add re s them ''the chair. ' They're always square, And give meeting- the greatest care.

OR CHESTRA

This orchestra of yGurs and mine. Is certainly fine, They're true blue, We like them, don't you?

BOYS GLEE

These boys sing lot , In this they're top : For their director, Mrs. White, They sing with all their might.

SAFETY

"Be careful, don't have any falls," That's what's heard in halls; You know it's the Safety Committee About whom we write thi ditty.

THE WHITTIER GREE LEAF

USHER A D OFFICE COMMITTEE

These are the ushers, They hold back all ''rushers''; The Office Committee are really fine, They always make you toe the line.

PLAYGROUND

Thi committee is lots of fun, They work in rain and sun; They sometimes work in vain, But they always use their brain.

GIRL DELEGATES

To the8e girls we give greetings, They attend delegate meetings; They proceed at no crawl, Give reports one and all.

BA D

This is our Whittier Band, Their music is grand; They play when we're blue And when we're happy too.

BOY DELEGATES

These delegates swell Have plenty to tell; When they bring the news.We express our views.

JA UARY 26, 1943

TO THE TEACHERS

Mr. uller is really ·swell, We like Miss Hult just as well;

Mias Mary Wilson says girls should sew, Mrs. White has you sing "do si do"; Pop Heston teaches you about nails, Miss Madsen ays, ''Ice freezes in pails'

If you have Mr. Gartner for gym, Or Mrs Ross, you'll surely keep slim! If you have Miss Kier, a typewriter you'll pump, Miss Freeburn takes care of each scratch and bump;

Miss Dee teaches her pupils to cook, In Miss Schofield's classes at sewing you look; Miss Jones teaches music as we know, Mrs. Childres gives America's past friend and foe;

From Mr. Gammill you learn the art of print, Miss Ferguson wants you to learn to tint; Miss Jackson asks what two and two are, Miss Zamzow shows you the North Star; Miss Kahm takes care of many a need, Miss Hooper gives you history to read; Under Miss Cross you have work to do, Miss Ralston talks about green and blue; Miss Buchanan takes care of many a library book, Mrs. Barrows helps you for references to look; Under Miss Mumford you have history, Under Miss Tyre you count "one, two, three"; Miss Peterson helps reporters find news that is new,

Miss Veerhusen teaches algebra I and II; Mr. Ross says, "Grow up, you're in your teens," Miss Schemel helped the Victory Gardeners pick beans;

Mrs. Boschult thinks really bad pupils are few, Mrs. M. L. Wilson gives you English to do; Miss Curley thinks most pupils are nice, Mrs. Swisher thinks children should be quiet as mice; Miss Sibley teaches violin, The way the band plays makes Mr. Nevin's head spin:

For Miss Helen Madsen you mustn't work slow, Miss Lefferdink teaches instruments high and low,

Mrs. Shike gives you words ·to study row by row; These teachers are a fine lot, They're always at school on the dot.

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ME CHINE E

(Continued from page even) out of the hadow a tall figure emerged. "vVell, son, where are ou going?"

"Why, Dad, squeaked Joey. "Where did you come from ?"

"Oh, I ju t thought I'd like to go along tonight."

"Oh."

Soon they arrived at Smith' and found Tommy waiting for them.

"Mr. Thompson, wh-what I mean-where! mean, oh, Joey!"

"It's all r.ight, Tommy, I ju t thought I'<l like to go along."

"Oh, let's go."

Soon they arrived at Lin Yu's hop. "Hey! There' something on the windows," said Joey.

"Yeh, there is," replied Tommy.

Mr. Thompson pulled a flashlight out of his pocket. "Let's see ·what it says." He turned the light on the window . In large· red ,,·hite ' ' and blue letters wa wr.itten, "Buy War Bonds, Me Buy War Bond , Why Don't You?"

Then Lin u appeared in the doorway of his shop, a broad mile on his face. "Me Amelican citizen, me velly good Amelican, me Chinese Amelican. Don't hurt me, me be velly good.''

Joey said, "Gee, I'm sure glad you're not a J ap."

''Me ' too velly glad, me Chinese."

-Barbara Van Every.

CAN YOU IMAGINE

Charlotte Ellist all?

Shirley Hoback not talking?

Milton Garner not showing off?

Charles Bolus a blond?

Barbara Van Every without her algebra?

Doris Sullivan not reading?

Lorraine Stewart with straight hair?

Geraldine Tubman dumb?

Janet Keeney fat?

Dorotha Kuhn with dark hair?

ANSWERS TO JUMBLED NAMES

Robert Hayes

William Burback

Charles Null

Betty Ann Gibbs

Gerald Carter

John Montgomery

Wayne Walker Lawrence Witulski

THE WHITTIER GREENLEAF

AUTOGRAPHS

The Whittier reenleaf

May 28, 1943

DEDICATION

To the 9A Class of 1943 go our best wishes. May you take this issue of the Greenleaf with you as a reminder of your class-mates and teachers at Whittier Junior High.

TH E

WHITTI E R GR EE NLE AF

Founded and E t a blish e d in 19 24 as the Offi cia l cud e nt

public a ti o n of \v'hittier Junior Hi g h Sc h oo l Pup ils

FACULTY ADVISORY BOARD

M iss Pe te rson, Miss Ferguson, Mr. Gammill

Harold Carnes

Bobbie Hart

Helen Boydston

Phvllis Br i dger

Irene Holter

Leah Jacob y Phyllis Barribo

Doris Kauffman

Jimmy A rt z

Wayne B a rclay

Do n Bo m b erg er

Ken neth Bowma n

W ayne L ubke

L a Vern McC r ac ke n

Lor e n R obi n et r e

t anlev Brehm

GREE LEAF STAFF

Jean Larsen

Marilyn Bstandig

Mar y Lou Carr

Betty Norrhway

Twyla Dobbins

Darlene Feis

Margaret Craige Fer;,. Gei s t

Norma Chubbuck

Anna Ledoux

orma Lo e tterle

Marilyn Martin

Ethel Mae Whitebear

Carol H a ckstadt

Wilm a Schwartz

Alice Jo Smith

Mary Stewart

Patricia Swift

GREE N LEAF PRI TERS

R obert Folden

R ic ha r d Green

R uth Greiner

Em e r son R ogers

Gerald Knaub

Marvin Livingston

Shirley Standley

Andy Tautfest

William S c hlficher Duane Wilkinson

Gus colaro Ernie Workman

Richa r d Frickle

Homer Knapp

FAREWELL TO WHITTIER

As this is the last issue of the Greenleaf before we gradua t e, we'd like to take you on a farewell tour of the building. Will you come along, please? Here on the first floor is the "ty pe" room where we wrote n otes to each other inst e ad of practising. Good bye, Miss K it:r. And here ' s t he cafe t eria where with our chums we've stood in line to buy a candy bar, ice-cream bar. or a bag of potato chips

Here on second flo or is that dreaded place, the office , where if Mr. Culler called, you quakP-d in your boots or laughed till your sides hurt. Here too is the auditorium where we saw films or plays , or heard songs sung. Farewell, oh, Whittier.

The third floor is a place for fun too. Library under Miss Buchanan was interesting because we could find such good books · on vocations, hobbies , or maybe just a good fiction book. Farewell to all of this.

Oh, yes we had rooms to study science, mathematics , English , and history under all the swell teachers here. We'll miss them all. Farewell, oh, Whittier , to you, to the kids who stay behind, and to all the teachers too.

THE COVER

The cover design for this issue was the product of the combined ideas of Carole Hackstadt and Marilyn Martin of 316 The original idea was Marilyn's, and Carole did the drawing and cutting in her commercial art class

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9A CLASS OFFICE RS

President: Bob Brooks

Vice President: Keith House

Secretary: Arthur Morey

CLA DAY ACTIVITIES

The members of the 9A class of 1943 are holding their class-day festivities today. The program this morning opened with a speech of welcome by 9A President Bob Brooks The setting was "the corner drug store," and John Luebs in his role as comedian with comedienne, Connie Crosbie, took over. Then we all had time to catch our breath as Noreen Pettet , Barbara Strubbe, Maril y n Delehant, and Pat Rankin entertained us with a tap dance. Stirring our blood Virginia Seiler came next playing Patriotic Marches on her accordian. Keeping to the military theme Phyllis Bridger next did a military tap.

'' The D y speptic Ogre'' was an amusing oneact play about an Ogre with whom none of his food agrees, not even fat little girls. The play was ably directed by Miss Grace Curley. Making up the cast of characters were: Jerome Schmidt, Jo Ann Leaming, Marilyn Martin, Bonnie Burback , Loretta Lewis, Norma eiderhaus, Jean McCauley, Eleanor Meyers, Ruth Williams, Wesley Barton, Duane Wilkinson, Darlene Kapke Richard Sharrar, Helmut S ienknecht, Ed Wessel, Don Hays, John Morgan, Wayne Barclay , Melvin Keller. The "Driplips" with their music amused the audience next. Mr. Culler and Miss Hult presented the Honor, Sc h olarship, and Efficiency Rolls to close the program.

The afternoon will be spent in dancing and pla y ing games after which refreshments will be served

Members of the committees who arranged for the day's activities are as follows Program Sponsor, Mrs. White; Chairman Janice Cochran , .Joanne Hollingsworth , Connie Crosbie , and Sanford Downs. Party Sponsors, Mr. Gartner and Mrs. Ross; Chairman Bob Reifschneider, Betty Barnhill , Maxine Hart, Bonnie Burback ane John Reitter. Refreshments Sponsor, Miss Schofield; Chairman Betty Legler, Pat Droud , Shirley Warburton, and Ernest Dietze. Caps and Decorat ion Sponsor, Miss Cross; Chairman, Shirley Bennett , Alice Berry, Earl Pierce, and Richard Churchill.

THE WHITTIER GREENLEAF

9A WILL

Being sure that we are not of sound mind and body we hereby swear that this is the last foolish act of the present group of Whittier known as the 9A class. To auyone who would like to take up the trade, Melvin Keller wills his flirting. To Shir 1 e y Standley from Marilyn Martin goes that sterling quality of slimness without dieting. A 11 you have to do is swallow a feather to have Ed Wessel leave his silliness to you.

If you have the time to put it on. Darlene Feis will leave her lipstick to you Helmut Seinknecht wills his voice to anyone in Mrs. White's next glee club. That frightened look on her face while singing a solo goes from Alice Beery to Pat Price To Ruby Hock from Betty Jamesson goes her athletic ability. If you have plenty of time to practice, Dorothy Keller wills her piano playing expressly to you.

To Roger Moore goes the characteristic shyness of Melvin King. Dimples go from Virginia Brinkworth to Lona Story. Ruth Bergstraesser gets a pair of pretty eyes from Margie Dingman. To any boy who wants to put his hair up every night goes Jack Brodie's hair. Pretty hair goes to Betty Price from Shirley Glantz too. L€ah Jacoby leaves her poetic ability to anyone who gets the inspirations at the wrong moments.

To anyone who likes to grow goes Jean Johnson's height. To Janet Carr go quiet ways from Barbara Wilson. From Don Hays to anyone who can type goes his typing ability. Esther Atkins wills her giggles to Margaret Baker. Delores Paulsen wills her blue eyes to Carole DeWitt.

To anyone in "shop" that wants it goes Ernest Dietze's coffee table making ability. Bill Wilson wills his algebra to anyone who doesn't know any better. Into the hali show case go Marilyn Yowell's striped stockings. George Wilcox wills his talking ability to Jimmie Geist. To Norma Loetterle - with love - that's that curly top from Betty Barnhill. Pat Yates also gets _curls but these are from Retha Brandt.

Pat Rankin and Noreen Pettet will their dancing to anyone who can pick it up. Lipstick goes from Norma Mc Caslin to Goldie Norris. And from Doris Kauffman to anyone who wants them go all the books she's read from the school and city libraries this year. To the above we duly scribble our name and the date.

- Leah Jacoby , Mary Stewart, Doris Kauffman

MAY 28, 1943

YOU REMIND ME OF A SO G

Who Wouldn't Love You Richard Chm -chill

You're Easy To Dance With Noreen Pettet

Constantly (I think of you) Keith House

I Don't Believe In Rumors Esther Atkins

Gee, But You're Swell Betty Barnhill

Big Bad Bill Bill Derrick

There'll ever Be Another You Arthur Morey

Der Feurher's Face Eligha Kermmoade

I Don't Want to Set the World On Fire

Virginia Dormer

Ding Dong Daddy from Duda Bob Reifschneider _ Three Little Fishes

Shirley Maser, Virginia Seiler, and Leah Jacoby

You Great Big Beautiful Doll Mary Stewart

Margie Margery Franks

You're So Heavenly Jack Douglas

Got a Touch of Texa Homer Knapp

9A PICTURES

We are sorry that these 9A's were aLsent on the day the pictures were taken. Betty Allen, Virginia Louise Boberg S-5, Dorothy Christianson, Mary Cook, Denny Davenport, Marjorie Dingman S -5, Bradley Dirks, Dorothy Dunn, Betty Faze!, Robert Folden, Patricia Gove S-5, John Grebe S-4, Barbara Haning S-5, Robert Hart, William Hite, Joanne Hollingsworth S-5, Doris Kauffmann, Dorothy Keller S-5, Vernon Kessinger, Shirley Lovelace, Roger Metcalf S-4, Arthur Morey, Helen Paulsen, Delores Paulsen, Opal Lucille Pickle, Virginia Pierce, Loren Robinette, Jerome Schmidt, Ve 1 ma Schwindt, Emma Smith, Albert Stiverson, Andrew Tautfest, Russel White, Robert Wilsey S-4, Barbara Wilson S-5, Bill Wilson S-5, Ernie Workman S-4, Dorothy Zimmer.

The "S" stands for the number of semesters on the scholarship roll and the ''H" for the num- • ber of semesters on the honor roll.

Did you hear about the little moron that went through a creen door and strained himself.

One: We got hundreds of things to eat.

Two: What are they?

One: Beans.

Customer: This soup isn't fit for a pig.

Waiter: Just a minute sir; I'll get some that is. 3

THE 9A CLASS

Good-bye, 9A's, Good-bye, You're off to L in coln Hfgh, We'll often think of you, As friends will a lwa ys do .

THE 9A CLASS

We really don't know Ju st how we'll get along, It's qu i te a blow But anyway-"So Long."

Front R ow : Martin Phillips; Jack Fricke; Bob Simpson, S-5; Dorothy Burback ; Joyce Mitch e ll; Charis G eorge, S - 5; Shirley Hiatt; Duaine Johns.

Second R ow: Joanna Gatto; Laola Clark; Alice B er ry, S-4; R etha Brandt; Ruth Williams; Norma Neid er hau s ; Vera Schwindt, S-3; Marilyn Yowell.

Thi rd R ow : Billie Finke ; Alvin Price; Dean Hob so n , S-5 ; David Barber; Bob Hubb ell, S-4 ; Jack Douglas , S-4; Ha1Ty R otthaus, S-3; Pat Marshall.

Front Row : Em erson R ogers; Edward Schneider, H-4; Jean McCaul ey, S-3; Lillian Trump; Shirley Chandler ; Shirl ey Benn ett, S -5 ; Barbara Settle, S-3 ; Wauneta Bodfield.

Second Row: Manuel Mill er ; B er nice Schaff er; D onna Coy; June Ank ers, S - 3; Alberta Freeze; Dorothy Schwartz, S - 4; Anna Meier; Bill Derrick; Vernon Heckel ; Evelyn Schwarzkoph. Third R ow : Elijah K er mmoade; Jean Johnson; Grant Nielson; Ma r celine Hutchins; G er aldine Vincent; K e nn et h Wimmer, H-3; Maxine Ha rt, S - 4; Earl Pierce, S-5; Alva K e hling , S - 5 ; H - 5.

THE 9A CLASS

"All aboard for L inc o In High," Comes a very reluctant cry; We'll miss you as time flies a w ay

And keep you in our though ts each da y

G er a l d Knaub; Arthur

THE

9A CLASS

We wish you luck and joy, When your ship come s sailing in, We'll holler-"Ship ahoy," And hope that y ou will win.

Front R ow: Ma ry Lamb; Nore e n P ettet; Ma ri lyn D ele han t, S- 5; Vir ginia Loos, S - 4 ; Shirl e y Glantz; B e ver ly Will ia m s; Erwin Tonner; H elmut Si e nkn e cht; La V er n e Whitmarsh, S - 3

Second R ow : B e tty Jame sson, S- 5; Loui se Hin sley; Bonni e Burback; H e l en Lamb, S-3; D orot hy St e vens; Elain e Johns; Lor e tta L e wis; Lei g h Tuttl e ; Duan e Wilkinson, S-5; Wayn e Lubk e, H- 3, S-4

Third R ow: Tom Ku rgan; P e arl Warn er ; Leonard Reb ensdorf, S- 4; William Sc hl e ich e r; Frank McKinstry, - 3; Dal e Ha rp, S - 3; C li fford Dick e y; B ob H er bert, S-4 ; Bill B rown ;

Bloyd.

First R ow : H e le n Wilkins , S- 5 ; Barbara Strubb e, S-4; Su s ian Ea stman; Virginia D or m er, S-3; R ichard Rad er; Rod erick Ku wa m oto; Jam es L ove.

S e cond R ow : Chester G oc hnour; Mary Hud son; L eo na Sh e pard, S-4; Gal e n Simmons, S-4; Connie Crosby, H-4, S - 5 ; C l arence McC oy ; Mildr ed Thompson ; Al Murphy ; Ri chard Churchill

Third R ow : J ean Mann, S - 5; Shirl e y Maser, S - 5; M e lvin Kin g, S - 5; Paul Sh e ldon, S - 5; P erry Sh e ld o n, S- 4 ; Joan Leaming, H- 3, S - 5; B etty Barnhill, H-3 , S-5; Margie Franks, S-5; Ha rold Cunningham ; Billy Michon.

m an; Leah Jacoby,

Ray Van ,vinkle; Jack

Ev e lyn Knap p. S eco nd R ow: R ichard Grossman ; Pat Rankin ; Da r l e ne Pa ppas ; Phyllis B ridg e r; D orothy P reec e ; Mary Lou McGerr, S - 5 ; Ern e st Di etze; Virginia· B ri nkwo rt h, S-5 ; B etty L e gler,

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THE 9A CLASS

As one friend will sa y to another, "There are none better than you, We don't know any other, Quite so honest, loyal, and true."

THE 9A CLASS

-With our heads up high _ And our hearts so low We'll all say g ood-bye While on you go.

S e cond R ow: Ralph

Richard H aar; Richard Sharrar; Ed W esse l; D

Dorothy Patt e rson, S-4 ; Randall R enk e n ; Bernadine Lemk e ; Pat H oad l ey.

Ba

Thir d Ro w: Jack Brodi e ; John R eitte r, S - 4; Charl e s Fagler; Fic h ard Vance; Sanford D owns, S-5; Earl Brumgardner; Bob R e ifschneider, S- 3; Esther Atkin s, S

Front R ow: Ethyl ·whitebear; Do ris Basler; Wesley Barton; V o nda Yo r dy; B etty Lou Sc h e un e -

S-5;

Mason;

S-5 ; Alice Baldwin.

Th

Row: K e nn et h Carlson; Frank Newcomb; R oger H osfie ld , S - 5; JoAnn e Spahn; R onald Jaco by ; R aymond Aguirre; Jim H eaton; B ob Brooks; Louis R oss

Front R ow : El e an or M e yers ; Joanna La coco ; Eu gene Kin zey ; Ger aldine H e aton ; B et ty Mas er ; Virginia Massa ; H el e n Tuttle.

Wilson;

onaldeen

rtlett ;

- 4 ; Shirley Mohr ; Martin Stokke.

THE 9A CLASS

You ma y all b e leaving, But y.o u s t i 11 remain in th o ught, 'While a m e mor y we .a re we aving

ll e mem b er th e t hings y o u we r e taught.

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MAY 28, 1943

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Don M e y e r ; G e org e Hansen ; B e rt Long ; John Lu e bs, S -

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THE 9A CLA SS

It is really h a rd to sa y Good-bye to friends we h old dear, But remember all th e wa y We'll miss y ou, never fear.

Front R ow: Don Witulski; Dan Wakefie ld; Joan Watson; Norma McCas li n , S - 5; Jo h n Wahl, S - 2; Pat H ealey; Darlene Feis; Car l Be a m; Max Hansen, S - 4; Janic e Cochran. S-5.

S

cond

: Me l vin Keller; Mari

yn B

rton, S - 3 ; Arno l d Davi , S-5; Betty Ga rtner; Bob C h ase; Joh n Mo:·gan: A l fred M e ndoza; Virginia S e iler, S-5; Dar l e ne K uiper, S - 5; George Wilcox, S - 4.

Third R ow: Marilyn Martin, S -5; Wayn e Barclay; Donna Hennies; Patricia Droud; 'Wayne Robidoux : Bo b White; James Boys, S - 3; Lloyd Garner; Don Hays, S - 5; Eloise Gandar a ; Shirley Warburton, S - 3.

-Front

ow: Stanley Ernst, S - 4, H- 4; I ma Jean Kuhn, S-5; Lillian Geier, S - 3; John Blackhurst, S - 5; Lillian Schafer, S - 5; E l eanor Krajicek, S - 3; J e an Bracelin; L e o Bratt.

Second R ow: D onald Botts; Kenneth Buck, S-4; Gera ldin e Wart; Eilew Ro e mm:ch; Homer Knapp; Darl e ne Kapk e ; V i rginia Lamps h ir e , S - 5, H - 4; De Loris Myer s , S-5; Mary Stewart , S - 5; H - 4

Third R ow : Norman Johnson, S - 5, H- 4; Phyllis Banibo, S-5; Elaine Ar e nson , S-4 ; Mi

Di e hl; Keith Hous

, S - 3 ;

4; Franc 's Brick.

INSEPARABLES

Maxine Hart & Dorothy Patterson.

Shirley Glantz & Jean Johnson.

Darlene Kuiper & Virginia Lampshire.

Marilyn Martin & Darlene Feis.

Noreen Fettet & Pat Rankin.

Ed Wessel, Melvin Keller & • Helmut Seinkneckt.

Virginia Seiler, Shirley Maser & Leah Jacoby.

Alva Kehling & Darlene Pappas.

Earl Bumgardner & Ray Van Winkle.

Wayne Lubke & Bill Schleicher.

Shirley Warburton, Alice Baldwin, Joan Watson & Dona Hendrix.

Richard Haar & Randall Renkin.

Keith House & Earl Pierce.

Dale Harp & Jerome Schmidt.

Marilyn Barton & Barbara Shively.

Wauneta Bodfield, Betty Maser & Geraldine Heaton.

Donna Coy and Marcelene Hutchins.

Frank McKinstry & Jack Brodie.

Dorothy Schwartz & Bonnie Burback.

Barbara Hanning & Shirley Chandler.

Richard Rader, Andy Tautfest & Loren Robinette.

CAN YOU IMAGINE

Pat Droud not acting silly.

June Ank e r and Barbara Wilson not rea ding books.

Ima Jean Kuhn without her lipstick.

Ed Wessel not flirting.

Charis Ge orge with an alto voice.

John Luebs not sh o wing off.

Vernon Kessinger ta! I._

Shirley Warburton and Alice Bald win being quiet in English.

Virginia Dormer without red hair.

La Verne Whitmarsh wear ing lipstick.

Vera Schwindt without Virginia Loos.

Susian Eastman being quiet.

Bett y Fazel with straight hair.

Leah Jacoby without good-looking clothes.

Dorothy Keller without Dorothy Preece .

D orothy Burback not worrying about her studies.

Maril yn Yowell with a finished algebra paper.

Virginia Boberg without Shirley Bennett.

Elaine J ohn s and Dwaine J ohns not twins.

Shirley Warburton with blonde hair.

Jean Johnson not wearing a sweater.

Shirley Glantz with a fuzz cut.

Eleanor Meyers six feet tall.

In other words, can you imagine Whittier without all of the 9A's ?

WHAT IF

Vernon Heckel knew his spelling.

Manuel Miller didn't sleep in class.

Kenneth Wimmer had a low voice.

Virginia Boberg didn't sing an odd song as a S'Jlo in glee.

David Barber were David Grocer.

Cliffo r d Dickey had blonde hair.

Susian Eastman didn't always giggle.

Barbara Settle weren't smart.

Loren Robinette were L 0ren Sparrowette.

Alberta Freeze were Alberta Melt.

Ernie Workman were Ernie Loafman. •

Dean Hobson were Professor Hobson.

Robert Simpson beha \'ed

Billy Hite were -Billy Depth.

Jack Douglas weren't always talking to girls·

Dorothy Christianson were short.

Dorothy Burback were Dorothy Burfront.

Ronald Jacoby didn't have big feet.

Galen Simmons didn't know his first aid.

Melvin King were Melvin Qu een

William Schleicher were calm and peaceful.

Vonda Yordy dicin't like books.

Bob Bro oks kept quiet in home room.

Emma Smith didn't wec1r a scarf around her head.

Roger Metcalf were Roger Metco w. Marguerite Wilson were Marguerite Wildaughter.

Helen Lamb couldn't sing.

Den Davenport were Den StGdio Couch.

Beverly Williams were tall and dark.

Barbara Wilson didn't read in glee club.

Mildred Thompson weren't fun.

Margery Franks didn't have curly hair.

James Love were James Hate.

Ernest Dietze weren't bashful.

James Boys were James Girls.

WORDS WE SAY

B ob White- neckative (negative).

Miss Keir---:-Savvy?

Mrs. Childress - Is that not so, boys and girls?

Donna Hendrix-Don't be a doin' that!

Shirley Warburton-Sure thing, kid.

Alice Baldwin - Pardon my French.

Miss H. Madsen-Oh pshaw!

John R eitter-Aw-w!

Ed Wessel - Hey Bessie!

Eleanor Meyers-Oh my hair!

THE WHITTIER GREENLEAF

Dale Harp

Betty Gartner

Shirley Mohr

Kenny Buck

Shirley Warburton

Bob White

Bobbie H art

Bill Brown

Daniel Wakefield

OPPOS I TES

Dale Fiddle

Betty Carpenter

Shirley Less

Kenny Penny

Shirle y Peaceburton

Bob Black

Bob b ie Diamond

Bill Blue

Daniel Sleepfield

John Blackhust ~John Whitehust

L eo Bratt

Shirley Lovelace

Geraldine Heaton

Sanford Downs

Leonard Shepard

Alvin Price

Norma Niederhaus

Alice Newburn

Curtis Bell

Leo Angel

Shirley Hatelace

Geraldine Colden

Sanford Ups

Leonar d Cowherder

Alvin Worthless

Norma Niederbarn

Alice Oldburn

Curtis Whistle

Norma Johns o n Norma .Johndaughter

John Wahl

Mar y Ellen Cook

Billy Mitts

Pearl Warner

Virginia Dormer

Mary Hutson

Francis Brick

Robert Folden

Harry Rotthaus

John Floor

Mary Ellen Baker •

Bill y Bats

Diamond Warner

Virginia Windowner

Mary Houseson

.Francis Cement

Hobert Wrapen

Harry Rott barn

JUMB L E D NAM£S

Bertro Yesliw

Mailw N eaj Gert h er

L ordeis E r ym

Ar d nele Kakap

H gile Tutlte

Lilb Robwn

R tesech Nhgocour

Ttyeb Enail

Nana Ereim

Omt Ngakur

Yar L es r ob

Sentry: Halt! Who goes there?

Voice: Cook with doughnuts,

Sentry: Pass, cook. Halt, doughnuts.

Mother: Mary, please fill the salt shake r .

Mary: Y es .

Mother (10 minutes later): A ren't you finished.

Mary: It takes such a long time to get the salt thro u gh those little holes.

MAY 28, 1943

OU R TEAC H ERS

Mr. Culler is true blue, P eople like M i ss H ult a r e few, Miss Kahm listens for the telephone bell, Mrs. Tarr tries to k eep yo u well, Miss Ferguson gives you art to do, If you're bad , Miss R alston knows how to treat you, Under Miss Jackson you subtract and add. If you're b ad, Miss Cross gets mad, Miss M. L. Wils o n gives you verbs and compounds, Under Miss Madsen you learn of rock mounds, Under Mrs. Boschult it's exciting to learn of Mars,

If you're not good Miss Zamzov1 can make yo u see stars,

If you have Miss Hooper you learn of places far and near,

Mo~t children think Mrs . S wisher is dea r , Miss Tyre requires you to do junior business in ink, Under Miss Curley you really think, The library managed by Miss Buchanan has many a book,

Mr. Nevin states that the band must play music by hook or by crook,

Mr. Gartner has the boys stand on their head,. About Miss Lefferdink nice things a r e said, Gym under Mrs. Ross is sometimes fun, Miss Sibley likes lessons correctly done, Mrs Barrows has you struggle with noun s , Under Mrs. White you may sing rounds, About Miss Mumford I've heard a lot, Mrs. Shike doesn't like to have you plot , Under Mr. Ross you might make things for the Air Base, Miss Peterson believes English has grace, Under Mrs. Childress you really work, Please, under Miss Veerhusen don't shirk, Miss Kier teaches you to type and spell, Miss Schemel likes ch i ldren strong and well , l've heard Miss H Madsen likes her classes, Pupils like "Fop" H eston bot h lads and lasses, Mr. Gammill helps print t h e Greenleaf, Miss Jones teaches songs both long and brief, Miss Schofield has you ]Earn to cook, • Miss Wilson has you sew on many a bu t ton or hook,

Miss Dee has you clean the food laboratory, every cranny and nook, It's not very often these teachers make mistakes, And I'm sure that none of them are fakes. - Twyla D obb i

BOYS CAPTAINS

When the home room P lays a game They're always there In body and name.

BOY DELEGATES

They give a report Which is always swell, Whether Nick or Mort They all do well.

H O ME ROOM P RESIDE TS

K nowing who they are We know that they are grand We'd reach for th e m a star And play a b ig brass band

GIRLS CAPTAINS

If a game

They are to play, They conquer fame Day by day.

G IRL S DELEGATES

A good report They a l ways give, To help us a ll In freedom live.

THE WHITIER GREENLEAF

9A. PROPHECY

In a class room quietly one day Sat dreamily a bunch of tired 9A's· Along came an angel who put them'to sleep And not out of one did you hear a peep • Except for a snore every now and then Or maybe a dreamer counting to ten· ' But I'll tell you now of the 9A's dre~m That was brought by an angel On a bright sunbeam. Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z

It seems that this large class of 9A's were on a ship crossing the Atlantic Ocean They didn't have any i~ea of why they were there but they knew one thmg. They were stranded right in the midst of thi~ great body of water. Everyone on the deck was m an uproar of excitement after they had heard this horrifying news and they all were babbling away like a nest of crows.

:'Oh dear ," sobbed Alva Kehl ing, "how am I gomgtobeaNew York model if we are stranded here? I'll lose all my beauty in a swamp like this."

"My fair lady, this is no swamp; it is an ocean," corrected Wayne Lubke, "and besides , you're not the only one in trouble. How does a guy become an all-star football player in a dump · like this?"

"W h Y, Wayne," interrupted Mildred Thomps,m, ''this is a beautiful place, just the right surroundings to become the singer I 've al ways dreamed of. How does this sound? Let me call you sweetheart. I'm -. "

"Oh cut it out. We'd rather die another way ," chimed in a bunch of irritated spectators.

All of a sudden there came a yell and a thud from the deck above. It was Ray Van Winkle. After everyone had crowded around him he groaned and said, "I only thought I'd try flying without wings since we are going to be stranded here How else can I become a flyer?''

In an instant Barbara Strubbe came rushing up crying, "Oh you p oo r boy. Here, let me feel your pulse. My goodness, you're dying."

"Please, please leave me alone. Just because you want to be a nurse you don't have to torture me.''

Seeing that all was well, everyone turned and wen't his own way. Marilyn Barton and Shirley Glantz were gabbing about their future . "I just adore that tailored suit you are wearing," said Shirle y. "Tell me who designed it for you."

"Why, I did," answered Marilyn proudly. "I want to become a fashion designer and I tried it on this suit. I'm so glad you like it."

MAY 28, 1943

"M_y dear," exclaimed S hirley, "you are just the girl I have been looking for. My ambition is to become a movie actress and I would appreciate it so much if you would design my clothes."

"_Pa~don,, me, but are you discussing fashion designmg? came an unknown voice

"Why yes, uh, who are you?" ask.ed Marilyn.

"I am Virginia Boberg and I have always dreamed of illustrating fashions. We would ma~e quite a team, don't you think? One a designer, another an illustrator and you Miss - "

"Shirley Glantz." •

"Miss Glantz could wear the clothes in the movies. Are we agreed?''

''Why, I think it is a wonderful idea don't you Marilyn?'' ' '·

"I_ cert~inly do and I'm with you both." Havmg this matter settled the girls all went off as full-fledged partners.

. O n deck stood three girls, Margery Franks Alice Baldwin, and Leola Clark. It seems that each was giving the other a regular sob story fo: the atm,~sphere around them was damp with tears. Oh boo, hoo, I want to be an air stewardess,'' sobbed Alice.

"So do I," squeaked Leola.

''Me too," put in Margery.

"But how are we going to be anything when we are stranded in this big ocean?'' cried Leola.

"We might as well jump over the railing and have it over with," said Margery.

''Hey," yelled Virginia Seiler, "what's everyone shedding tears about and did I hear someone say she was going to jump over the railing'! Now listen girls, didn 't you know that Columbus discovered America for us to live in? Remember Valley Forge and how brave Washington was? Don't give up hope."

'' Oh , Virginia , we know you want to be a history teacher but don't bring it up at a time like this. Let us die in peace,'' groaned Alice. •

"Did I hear someone say something about d ying? Well, well, this fixes me up swell. What kind of flowers do you want?''

"Flowers? Say what is this and who are you?" inquired Leola.

"My name happens to be Marilyn Martin and I want to be a florist. You can use my flowers for your graves."

''Hey you ghost, let the graves alone,'' groaned Jean Johnson. "If, I had a bomber now my life's ambition would be filled . Ah-h-h-fl y ing a bomber such heaven."

'' Oh heck, there's a lot more fun in reporting for a newspaper," quarreled L eah Jacoby . (Please turn to page seventeen)

TO MR. CULLER

When we get out into life's way, And think of days we knew, I'm sure we all are bound to say, "Mr. Cnller, we think a lot of you."

We'll never forget the help he gave To all of us in need, He taught us how to scrape and save, And also how to succeed.

I guess we'll never really forget The way his keys jingled as he went down the hall ; These days with him we'll not regret, They'll be so nice to recall.

And so, Mr. Culler, we' 11 say, "So-long," Until we meet again, From now on we'll know right from wrong, And not act like children of ten.

-L eah Jacoby

WHITTIER FACULTY

Fir~t Row: Miss Mumford, Mrs. Shike, Miss Dee, Miss Jones, Miss Mary Wilson.

Second R ow: Mis s Peterson, Mrs. D err, Mis s Ki er, Mrs. Barrows, Miss H elen Madsen.

Third R ow: Mrs. Childress, Mrs. White, Mi ss Schofield, Mrs. Wilson.

Fourth Row: Mr. H eston, Miss Veerhusen, Mr. Gammill.

WHITTIER FACULTY

TO MISS HULT

We'll say good-bye, To a friend so true, We heave a sigh, For we all feel blue.

You helped us when in strife, We'll all remember that, And while walking out into life, We' 11 smile and tip our hat.

It is hard to say farewell, To someone as nice as you, The friendship we've had we'd never sell Or ever prove it untrue.

And should we meet again some day, A long long time from now, We'll remember all the way, That Miss Hu] t showed us how.

-Le ah Jacoby

First Row: Miss Mar g ar et Wilson, Miss Ral ston, Miss Bu chanan , Mrs. Kli pp e rt.

Second Row: Miss F erg uson, Miss Hooper, Miss Hul t, Miss Tyre, Miss Zamzow.

Third Row: Mrs. Ro ss , Mi s s Jackson, Mrs. Swish e r, Mr. Gartner.

Fourth Row: Mr. Ross , Miss Curl e y, Miss Cross. Not in Picture : Miss Emma Madsen, Mrs. B oschult

GIRL PLAYGROUND COMMITTEE

They're awfully hard to beat, You know that it is true, In rain or now and sleet, You' II never find them blue.

BOY PLAYGROU D COMMITTEE

They guard the playground Every day, You can believe me "That ain't hay."

AFETY COMMITTEE

If you're running Up the stairs, You' 11 meet one of them, Or maybe pairs.

OFFICE A D PRO P ERTY COMMITTEES

These folks are loyal To their school, They keep us happy A a rule.

USHER COMM I TTEE

We wish to t hank the ushers

For all help they've given; We wish to ay politely, ''We hope you'll keep on livin'!"

THE WHl'ITIER GREENLEAF

GREENLEAF REPORTERS

It's a wonder they have shoes, These reporters of ours; They go about in ones and twos And work for hours and hours.

SOCIAL GAMES COMMITTEE

We've never had A grander time, We can be glad It cost not a dime.

GREENLEAF PRINTERS

These greenleaf printers, Are really a crowd, We think they're just swell And we'll shout it out loud.

CIVIC LEAGUE OFFICERS AND CABINETS

They govern this school of ours, We'll miss them when they go, We're familiar with their powers, As you all may know.

9A

OFFICERS, ADVISERS, AND COMMITTEE CHAIRMEN

They're always full of pep And give ad vice to all, This gang is really hep, Thoug11 their number may be small. MAY 28, 1943

Mr. 9A

Bob Hart eyes

B ill Wilson teeth

Miss 9A

Ima Jean Kuhn

Betty Barnhill

Melvin Keller nose Viriinia L ampshire

R ay Van Winkle manners

Bob Reifschneider modesty

Joan Holling worth

Ernest Dietze bashfulness

Kenneth Buck dimples

Ray Aguirre athletic ability

George Wilcox intelligence

Phyllis Barribo

JoAnne Spahn

Velma Schwindt

Darlene Pappas

Janice Cochran

Bob Hubbell height Alva Kehling

Bill Derrick freckles

Leonard Rebensdorf complexion

Jack Brodie

Arthur Morey

Bill Wilson

Richard Churchill

Earl Bean

Max Hansen

John Reitter hair figure clothes looks eyelashes feet hands

Vernon Kessinger shortness

Randall Renkin smile

Helen Wilkins

Marjorie Dingman

Betty Jamesson

Darlene Feis

Leah Jacoby

Vera Schwindt

Shirley Bennett

Marilyn Delehant

Connie Crosbie

Virginia Loos

Marilyn Barton

Helmut Seinknecht personality

Don Hays typing ability

Wayne Robidoux lips

Ed Wessel orneryness

N_ICKNAME:5

John Luebs Squeaky

Virginia Dormer Red

Vera Schwindt ... Honey

Dorothy Burback Dots

Lillian Geier Lilly

Susian Eastman Sue

Evelyn Knapp Sunflower

LaVerne Whitmarsh Butch

Donaldeen Bartlett Donna

Donna Coy Donnie

Ge r aldine Vincent ... Gerry

Duane Wilkinson Wilkie

Shirley Maser

Dorothy Keller

Mary Stewart

Marilyn Martin

SO GS THAT REMI D US

Strawberry blonde - Leola Clark

Take Me-Betty Jamesson

Dearly Beloved - Randall R enkin

Mary Lou - Mary Lou McGerr

Keep That mile - Darlene Pappas

Street of Dreams - Barbara Haning

Dear Old Pal of Mine - Ima Jean Kuhn

Dark Eyes Shirley Bennett

My Sister And I - Vera and Velma Schwindt

Jeanie- Jean Mann

Small Fry - Virginia Loos

Jim - Jim Heaton

I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles (gum)Alva Kehling

Just Lazy - Andy Tautfast

Don't Roll Those Blue Blue Eves at Me -

ightingale -Charis George

Margie- Margery Franks

Oh Johnnie - John Reitter

Virginia Brinkworth ... Honey

Doris Kauffman ... Dodie

Shirley Maser Peanuts

Virginia Seiler ... Silo

Leonard Rebensdorf ... J ugy

Marilyn Martin Tiny

Leah Jacoby ... Chubby

Bob Reifschneider ... Wienie Cutte:r

• Delores Paulson

Why Don't You Do Right- S hirley Glantz

I'm Getting Tir~g So 1 Can Sleep-Doris Basler

Why Don't You Fall in Love With MeBarbara Strubbe

L ittle Curly Hair in the High ChairB onnie Burback

Lazy Bones - Lewis Ross

Somebody El e ls Taking My P laceMargie Dingman

Alice Blue Gown -Alice Bald win

Sea tterbrain - Kenneth Carlson

Careless- Alice Berry

Talk of the Town - Ed Wessel

Blow the Man Down ~ Melvin Keller

WE'LL BE MISS! G

Mrs White's Glee Club directing.

Miss Kier's "Savy."

Mr. Culler and his jokes.

Miss Hult and her advice.

The Greenleaf and the chatter column.

Mrs. Childr:ess' civics class.

Miss Veerhusen's algebra class.

A wonderful science teacher- Mrs. Boschult.

Pop Heston's liveliness.

Seeing Mr Ross and Mr. Gammill together.

Miss Hooper's grand talks on Georgia.

Miss Peterson's spelling.

A wonderful Whittier.

THE WHITTIER GREENLEAF

YOU'LL B E MI I G

The 9A class ( we hope)

Jean McCauley's flirting

Leah Jacob y's clothes

Vera chwindt's talking

Alva Kehling ' gum

Charis George's singin g

Margie Franks new hair doe

Virginia Lamp hire's sweater

V i rginia Seiler's rushing

Pat Rankin 's dancing

George Wilcox's wise cracks

Bett y Jam esson's curls

The w riter of the chatter column??

9A PROPHECY

(Continued from page eleven)

"You think so ," said Jean. ''Well listen he r e you little inkspot from a pen point, I wouldn't be a reporter if you paid me for it."

"Why, you big bomb from a bomber plant, don't you talk to me like that or I'll - ."

" Oh gee, Leah, let's not be enemies when we're in a jam like this."

'' Weil OK. Shake - hey, not so hard."

''Pardon u but could we get in on th is hand shaking? I 'm Earl Bumgardner and thi little shrimp is Bobbie Hart. "

"Don't call me a shrimp, you big lummox. I'll blow you down - I think," defended Bobbie.

"Hey, what's all the quarreling about over here? It seems to have grown rapidly in this corner. How about making up?"

"Oh, I was just teasing him but we'd like to know who you are," answered Earl.

"My name is Bill Schleicher and I have some wonderful news for you. I am an electrician and I have contacted a few bombers and they are going to pick us up in a few hours.''

" Bombers! Yipe e her e's my chance," screamed Jean Johnson. ''I can fly a bomber "

"Gee, Earl, if we can talk to a few of the pilots, ma ybe we can get into the Navy Air Corps," sighed Bobbie. "It would be a dream come true.''

''Oh he re is the codographer, Dorothy Schwartz- Miss Schwartz over here,,,- directed Bill.

" I have great news. I just r eceived a message that the bombers are within a mile of our ship There, look! They're coming now," cried Dorothy p ointing to four large bombers swinging their noses toward the sh i p. Everyone had seen the planes and knew that rescue had come. In an instant they ail started running to the end of MAY 28, 1943

the dock. Running-running-running-ZZZZZZz.

"Children, children, come back this second," Came an unwelcome voice from afar; It was a teacher who t hus did beckon, " Who do you think you are?"

It was a dream left undone, And the angel went away

To mak e her home again w ith the sun But to come back again some day.

IT WOULD EEM FU NY IF

Leonard Reben dorf weren't always talking.

Charis Ge org e couldn't sing.

Virginia eiler had blonde hair.

hirl ey Warburt on weren't alway flir ting. hirley Bennett we r e homely.

E ther Atkins ever had her algebra.

Betty Barnhill had red hair.

Alva K ehling were short and fat.

Dona Hen drix had straight hair.

Ed Wessel Jidn 't talk.

Bill Derrick didn't talk in class.

Lillian Geier wouldn't act silly.

Andy Tautfest would wipe that grin off his face.

Bobbie Hart weren't ornery.

Darlene Pappas weren't good in sport .

Virginia Lampshire were slim.

Bob Hu bbell were chubby.

Virginia Loos weren't a g-ood pre sident

L eola Clark had black hair.

Pat Rank in wouldn't act childish.

I< enny Carlson were short.

Ernest Dietze ever finished his coffee tab le.

Frank McKinstry didn't act l::illy.

Doris Kauffman were not always reading.

La Verne Whitmarsh weren't always doing her alg ebra.

Marilyn Martin were short and fat. • hirley Glan tz didn't show off.

Pat H oadley and Betty Gartner weren't always together.

Elai'ne Arenson were dumb in Hist ory.

Richard Maxfield and Dale Harp were always. together.

PET PEEVES

Maril yn Martin - Arguing

Mary Stewart - Dry assemblirn

Ph yllis Barribo - Being hit by snowballs

Darlene Feis-Staying home

Doris Kauffman - Being bothered when reading

Bobbie Hart- Being nice

Leah Jacob y - Being asked,' ' Is your hair bleached?"

JUST GOSSIP

There were ten little ladie , Sittin' on a porch; Along came a gossiper And tarted up the torch.

They gossiped all day long Like bees running wild, They knew not right from wrong, As the gossip piled and piled.

To beg.in with there sit Shirley Hiatt, Virginia Massa, Helen Tuttle, and Evelyn Knapp. These ladies are seated on the porch of their neighbor, Geraldine Chester, who is away on a vacation. That i the only rea on they are sitting there.

"Really, girls," mirked Shirley, "I think Geraldine has been overdoing her vacations. Honestly you would think she had nothing to do in the world."

"My dear," smiled Evelyn, "don't be so harsh with the girl. She is such a sweet childexcept when she .is with that catty Opal Pickle. Every time he comes around, the cats simply meow themselves to death."

"Say, girls, isn't that Dorothy Patterson and Pat Healy walking across the street?" exclaimed Virginia pointing her finger directly at them.

"Stop pointing or they'll see you," whispered Helen slapping Virginia's hand.

"Ouch. Where is your dignity? Oh my goodness, they did see me and they are really such boring company!"

The two ladies came over smiling broadly, jogging from side to side. A Evelyn put it "It looks like they are doing the rhumba." '

"Hello, you sweet little ladies," exclaimed Doroth y P. touching one of them with her hand. "Isn't it a lovely day?"

There came a v;·hisper, "Get your paw off me" and a protest-"Shut up she' ll hear you"along with the thud of a heel in contact with omeone's leg.-"Ouch," came a yell from Helen, who had been the unlucky party.

"My goodness, Helen, you act as though you'd been bit," said Pat.

"Why yes -er-I mean no. I just scratched myself here on this nail," stammered Helen nervously shifting from side to side

"I was just wo ndering if you had seen Eleanor Krajicek's new outfit," said Pat H. "It looks just like a costume from a circus."

"You would simply scream if you could see the way Betty Scheuneman and Helen Wilkins have been putting on airs latel y," gasped Dorothy P.

"I've seen them and their noses simply rake the sky," put in Evelyn K.

~'I kne,, I meant to tell you girls something," said Dorothy P. thoughtfully. "Oh yes, did you 1

know that Bradley Dirk and Allen Dale have joined the Marines? The Air Corps hauled in Ru sell White too."

"Really," cried Helen Tuttle, "with their physique I can't believe it. Oh no, give me a gla s of ,vater."

"Why, Helen," defended Shirley, "I think they have wonderful physiques excepting Roderic Kuwamoto. He's such a little shrimp and the army grabbed him."

"Oh ladies," came some yells from down the block, "the butcher has some meat today." The owners of these voice were Wayne Barclay, Lloyd Garner, and Emerson Rogers up to their old pranks again.

The ladies being wise to this answered, "We know that Paul and Perry Sheldon never have meat on Tuesdays."

"And besides," yelled Evelyn K., "they alway give the meat to their buddies Don Hendrick and George Hansen."

So went their gossip and as I said before, it "piled and piled.'' Thi story could 0'0 on and on, especially when a bunch of ladi;s get together. That's why everyone says a lady i like an airplane. either of them belong on earth. ow boys, don't get proud. It could be vice versa, you kno •

P. S. To you b.oys and girls whose names we have used in this story: Please don't feel offended for this story is a joke all the way around.

-Leah Jacoby.

"WE WANT TO FORGET"

The girl who -giggled, - combed her hair in class, jumped in front of you while you powdered your nose in the mirror, - continuously talked, -applied lipstick in class, - copied your English paper, - erased in Type I, - stayed in the office all the time, - hollered in the halls -argued with the teachers, - opened a window on a cold rainy day, -made fun of the boys fuzz cuts. The boy who - giggled, - chewed ·seeds in class, - put tacks on girls chairs, - shot rubber bands - pulled pigtials, -forgot his algebra, -played with the curtains in class, - watc bed a ba 1l game, from a civics class window, -got a drink just to get out of class.

THE WHITTIER GREENLEAF

WORDS THAT DESCRIBE YOU

. Al Murphy-exhausted

Arnold Davis-chubby

Eileen Roemich-flighty

Geraldine Wart-mischievous

Miles Diehl-lazy

Norma Mccaslin - energetic

Donna Bennies-quiet

Doris Basler-temperamental

Patricia Gove- reader

Ralph Wilson-easy-going

Earl Bumgardner-lum bering

Richard Sharrar-full of the dickens

Joanna Lococo-little mouse

Bernadine Lemke-vivacious

Wesley Barton- red

John Grebe- lank y

J oAnne Leaming-e re~t walker

Billie Lou Finke-long curls

Jack Fricke-argumentative

Vernon Heckle-blonde

Lillia n Trump-sweet

Joanna Gatto-good printer

Mary Louise Akin-bashful

Berni ce Schaffer-lo ng hair

Ph yllis Bridger-slender

Helen Paulso n-mathem atical genius

Ruth Williams - shy (in classes)

Martin Phillips- Veronica Lake the Znd.

Elo ise Gandara-pretty smile

Jack Mason-stubbiness

Char le s Fagler- changeable voice

Alfred Mendoza- good in sports

Bob Herbert-tall

A REVELATION ! !

You've asked us and asked us, but as Greenleaf reporters we felt it our duty to keep the secret , not because we knew that some of you would commi t mayhem if you found out her name, but beca use we wanted to tease you. At last we can tell you all because, by the time you read this, she will be safe in Lincoln High-we hope. Here it is-the name of the reporter who wrote the chatter column. She is-Phyllis Barribo of 307. Didn't she do good work, kids?

Jasper: I saw something last night I'll never get over.

Joan: What was it?

Jasper: The moon.

MAY 28, 1943

WE, THE 9A CLASS

We're bad bad boys and girls, In class and out of school, Young ladie with hundreds of curls, And boy s playing April fool.

Remember those times you heard a scream, From a person who sat on a tack, Or maybe a guy who would just sit and dream, But still shoot a paper wad at someone's back?

How about the times we ate Those Russian seeds in class, You can believe it is just fate, That we the 9A ' s pass.

Oh, how the erasers flew, Usually landing on someone's head, Of all the things we didn't do, On paper it couldn't be said.

No one can say we're really bad, Now don't you all agree? 'Cause every girl and every lad, It's good they want to be.

rLL NEVER FORGET

Phyllis Barribo- When I lost my shoe in the hall.

Leah Jacoby -The time I told a teacher I was 6 feet tall instead of 5 feet.

Lillian Schafer-The first time I conducted a meeting as home room president.

V irginia Seiler-When I asked a teacher how to get to the third floor and I was on it.

Darlene Fe is-The swell teachers I have had.

Ethel Whitebear-Sitting it out in the office.

Mary Stewart-The time I got lost trying to find the prin tshop.

Doris Kauffman-Coming in second in the Ame rican Legion Essay Contest.

Marilyn Martin-The interesting pane 1• discussions held in Miss Hoopers Social Studies classes.

Customer ( to bootblack) : What does your father do?

Bootblack: He's a farmer. He makes hay while his son sh in es.

Teacher: I said I wanted a two-page compostion on milk. Yours is only half a page.

Student: I wrote about condensed milk.

THE RIGHT COMBI ATIO

Slo w ly, one by one, the lights in the big house went out until there was only one left in the center, top floor, of the house. To the man outside, it looked like a huge, square face with only one eye

Silently, patiently, he waited for that light to go out. To do what he had to do, he mu t be sure everyone was asleep. Ah! at last.

He ground out his cigarette with a careless foot, and slowly, cautiou s ly he started toward the house. o, there was no one around He approached one of the big bay windows, and pushed. "IT CAN'T BE LOCKED," he thought. This would upset his plans. If it was-. Ahsuccess ! Slowly the window went in. · He pushed only until the space was just wide enough .

He quickly jumped through the breach and listened-no noise. Everything was working smoothly-too smoothly. He looked around him. Yes, the old familiar library. JOHN SAID THE BLUEPRI TS WERE "SAFELY" TUCKED AW A Y IN HIS WALL SAFE. WHE EMILY SAID,, "Hush. Don't tell those things," JOHN SAID, "But these are our friends!" HA, HA, IF HE O LY KNEW.

Silently he crossed over to the wall safe which was behind the picture of Abram Hollowman. He was John's great-great uncle. He was a nice man, that Abram. Many stories had been told to him by John of Abram's courage. He remembered in partkular one quiet rainy evening. The Parkers, the Carters (John and Emily), and himself were all seated around the cozy fireplace in this very room. John told a whopper of a story about Abram when someone had said, "Who's that bold Looking old gentleman over there?"

He woke up ·with a start. The safe was not opening. "I'm sure I have the combination right," he thought. "I wrote it down immediately after John said it."

He tried the combination again-4 left, 32 right, 16 left, 6 right. It still didn't open. Som~thing was wrong. "Does he suspect? Did he mislead me on purpose?"

Suddenly someone was coming down the stairs. "Who can it be?" he thought sickeningly. "Who can it be?" Frantically he looked for a place to hide. It was altogether too light in the library. The mo.on was too bright and 20

then-the door opened. He was frozen to the spot. "Why Professor Hoffman!" It was John's daughter Sue. "What are you doing here?"

The professor leaped out through the window and was gone. "Professor!" Sue yelled. "Come back."

Outside in the road the "Professor" looked at the big house. "HUH!" he thought. "Well, I'll go back again tomorrow night. If she discovers me again, I won't worry."

The next night was a perfect night for a murder. The sky had opened and let out a fluent stream of water. It was "raining cats and d.ogs." Once again the man outside waited for the lights to go out. They were finally out. He once again opened the library window and crawled inside. He wa lked over to the safe. This time, it opened. "Ah!" he said to himself. "These are the prints for that wonderful gun." And aloud, "Heil Hitler!"

Ju st at that moment, the library door swung open. It was Sue. She turned the light on.

"Don't move, Professor Ho ffman," she said. "This gun is loaded and I've won medals for my marksmanship f"

Professor waited to hear no more. "Look out, Sue, there's someone behind you," he snapped . Sue whirled, and he was upon her w ith a chloroformed rag. It was an old trick but Sue was dumb enough to fall for it. He quickly tied and gagged her. Then hastily seizing her and the blue prints, he jumped through the window and was gone. When he reached his house, he proceeded to lock Sue up.

Right here let me tell yo u a little bit about the Professor and his house. His name was Prof essor Gregory Hoffman. He had been brought to America when he was sixteen, having been born in Germany. He received a college degree in science. He started out being a scientist but ended up a professor at the univers.ity in the city of our story. He was one of the finest and nice st professors in the university. Everyone loved him. The Carters, John being a · professor of English at the same university, were his best friends. The professor spent many a quiet evening at the home of th e Ca1't er s, but underneath he was a Nazi spy, had been prepared for spying and sabotage in a scho ol in Germany. "Sabotage school" they called it. In the basement of his house he had a complete cell block made. The cells were

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fight-proof, sound-proof, and escape-proof. They were eight feet from the ground, and there was nothing the prisoners could stand on to reach them. The room contained only a bunk built out of the wall. It was a very comfortable bed, however, as the professor believed in comfort. There was a very heavy door to each cell with a place near the top that someone could open up from the outside and look through .i.nto the cell.

It was in one of these cells that Professor Hoffman put Sue. He laid her gently on the bunk and untied her. The floor was not cold as there was a beautiful rug on it so he sat down on it and smoked his pipe for a while. Then he got up and left being sure to lock the door securely Then he went upst airs, put the plans in his safe, and went to bed . So ended a perfect night-he thought.

Back at the Carters Mr. and Mrs Carter were frantically searching for Sue. Aroused by the scuffle in the library, they had come running downstairs just as the professor had started away in his car.

"Oh John!" Emily cried. "What have they done with her? I told you not to talk about · those blue prints!"

"But Emily," John protested, "I didn't tell anyone but Professor Hoffman. Good heavens! PrJJfessor Hoffman! If I'd have thought for one minute that he'd do a thing like this" (he looked at the empty safe) "I would never have aid anything. The only thing to do now is to g·o after him. Come on, let's get dressed." They rushed upstairs, and in a few minutes were in their car racing to police headquarters.

"That's how it is," he concluded, after tell.ing his story to Police Chief Martin. "I want you to go with me to his house."

"All right," Martin agreed. "Just wait until I get a squad car."

Five minutes later Professor Carter was knocking on Hoffman's door. There was no response. "Break down the door." the chief ordered. There resounded a large crash as the heavy door gave way.

''Why there's no one here," cried Emily dismally. "He took Sue with him."

"Wait! Here's a note." John Carter picked up the note which was lying on the table. It read : Dea r Gentlemen : I'm afraid you are too late. JJJhn , you are a fool. I and the prints are safely on our way to my fatherland. Sue is MAY 28, 1943

unconscious in my basement. Heil Hitler! Heinrich.

"Darn the luck!" John said. "If we'd have been a little quicker, we might have gotten him. Wait a minute. What's this?" He stooped to the floor and picked up an envelope. It contained-the blue prints.

"Why, he must have dropped them in his hurry ," Emily cried joyfully. " ow we can be happy again."

"Oh no, ·we can't. I have a feeling Mr. Spy is gJJing to be back again tomorrow night. I've a plan-listen." John related his plan which proved to be a good one.

The next night, a John had expected, Pro-· fessor Hoffman came back. But thi time ther e was someone vvaiting for him. Gun in hand John snapped on the light. "Hello, Professor." he said "I was just waiting for you ."

The professor turned to jump through the window, but he was not quick enough. There was a roar.

The professor cried out in anguish. "Oooh ! My leg!" He fell to the floor, crying.

"You're not going to die, Hoffman ," John ·aid, disgu tedly. "At least, not yet. You're g·oing to jail to await trial as a Nazi spy."

-Charis George.

CHARACTERISTICS

Jean Braclin

Don Botts

Don Meyer

Dorothy Dunn

Loretta Lewis

Arthur Bloyd

Louise Hinsley

Clarence McCoy

Dorothy Zimmer

Martin Stokke

Languid

Good at Baseball Criticiser

Quiet

Good Natured Alwa ys walking straight

Flighty

Sassy

Still Lazy

9A PROMISE

We, the 9A's, promise to fulfill all deeds in an unmannerly and noisy way. We promise to put a tack on every chair we find and also to shoot rubber bands at people who aren't expecting · it. Eating Russian seeds in class will be our hobby and we also promise to crack our gum loudly enough to annoy our teachers. In all these excellent ways of Jiving we shall make a great success in our future life. There is one thing wrong with this pledge. We are all very reserved ct{!ldren and the only way we can be happy is by being good-when we're asleep.

EFFICIENCY ROLL

Raymond Aguirre Hellen Lamb

Betty Barnhill Virginia Lampshsire

Shirley Bennett JoAnn Leaming

Alice Berry Virginia Loos

Retha Brandt Mary Lou McGerr

Phyllis Bridger

Jean Mann

Virginia Brinkworth Marilyn Martin

Kenneth Buck Shirley Maser

Janice Cochran Eleanor Meyers

Constance Crosbie Joyce Mitchell

Marilyn Delehant

Don Meyers

Majorie Dingman Robert Reifschneider

Jack Douglas Lillian Schafer

Margery Franks Dorothy Schwartz

Lillian Geier Virginia Seiler

Barbara Haning Barbara Strubbe

Max Hanson Paul Sheldon

Joanne Hollingsworth Perry Sheldon

Roger Hosfield Helmut Sienknecht

Leah Jacoby Geraldine Wart

Betty Jamesson Duane Wilkinson

Dorothy Keller Robert Wilsey

Darline Kuiper Ray Van Winkle

ANSWERS TO JUMBLED NAMES

A FUZZ CUT

Running down the hall one day, A 9A ran like mad, He ran and ran just all the way Looking as if he were really in bad. Of course he ran into a "cop" Which really embarrassed him more, And when he heard that word ''Stop'' He turned and ran out the door. Now what could have happened to this young man

Who was running away when called, So handsome, so dark, so tall, and tan, He now was practically bald, His hair was gone and his face was red, In this embarrassin"g situation, He felt like covering up his head, For it held :.1uch a glowing fascination. And so ends the story of a boy's fuzz cut, So sad so sorrowful - yet gay, For it wasn't the boy who laughed butThe children just teased him all day.

I'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER

I remember the day

Wilma Jean Hergert

Robert Wilsey Bill Brown Chester Gochnour

Deloris Myer

Betty Allen

Darlene Kapke Leigh Tuttle

Anna Meier

Tom Kurgan Ray Robles

Garage Man: What can I do for you, ma'am?

Lady Driver: They say I have a short circuit . Can you lengthen it for me while I wait, please?

Teacher: Give me a sentence using the word ''miniature."

Boy: The miniature asleep you beg-in to snore.

Nit: Your face is clean but how did you get your hands so dirty?

Wit: Washin' my face.

Father: See here, son, you ask entirely too many questions. I'd like to know what would have happened if I had asked that many questions when I was your age.

Son: Maybe you'd be able to answer some of mme. 22

When I first came to school, I tried my best To obey every rule.

When the teachers spoke I'd jump and run, I wouldn't even laugh Or have any fun.

Every teacher I met Was always kind, Telling me to do my work And not waste my time.

Now I'm a 9A And I' 11 soon be gone, But I'll remember Whittier From this day on.

- Ethel Whitebear

A man received a letter saying, "No mon, no fun, your son." His reply said, "Too bad, my lad, your dad "

Did you hear about the little moron that wrapped his watch in cellophane to keep the ticks out of his pockets.

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