With the beginning of the Summer Term—for most of us our last term at school—we look back with pleasure on our life in the Sixth Form. There remain but nine of us to carry on, for of the twelve girls who started the year, Joan Roberts and Eileen Dawson left at Christmas and Joan Haines followed at Easter; we all send them our best wishes for the future.
However, we were all able to take parts in the Trial Scene from "The Merchant of Venice," which we presented at Christmas and which afforded us many happy hours in rehearsal.
With the rest of the School we shared the privilege of hearing the broadcast of the first Proclamation Ceremony of King Edward VIII—a memorable occasion, and we as a Form had the further special interest of listening to other wireless talks.
Our Form-room has, in the past, been famous for its ungainly space, so that we determined to make it more comfortable; a table now stands at the back of the room, and in the early spring a bowl of daffodils—Miss Stowell's gift to us—cast a golden reflection in the polished surface. Nevertheless, we are not allowed to forget the spectre which hovers before our senior members: Higher School Certificate!
"Good afternoon everybody!"
Before we begin, we should like to remind listeners that this broadcast is not copyright by the B.B.C. and may be communicated to the public by loud speaker or other means.
Well, Lawnswood, it's a lovely September day, with keen wind and a delightful morning mist, and Upper V A are just entering the field of action—Room 18 in L.H.S. buildings, where they are beginning the three rounds of their contests with the School Certificate Examiners.
The examiners haven't arrived yet. Until they come up perhaps you would like our impressions of the team.
All the Upper V team seem in good spirits and in good health. They still retain their sun-tan from their summer holidays and are all looking remarkably keen and full of enthusiasm.
Ah, who's this I see coming on the field? Oh, yes! this is their trainer, Miss Wallace, looking very confidently round the players. Moreover, Miss Wallace says they can't wait any longer now—they must begin. Yes, there is the September 10th, 1935, ten to nine bell. The team is now lined up. Excitement is very high. The crowds—mothers, fathers, uncles, cousins and aunts—are cheering wildly.
Hello! there's more excitement near the bridge—what is it? Ah, yes! I see. The Sub-Prefects have taken their places in the team and how proud the members now look at having so many of their members so honoured.
More excitement! I can't quite see what it is yet ...
Oh, yes—I've got it! All the Vice-Captains have been elected from the team.
They're off—they're well away!
I will now describe the events of the First Round.
Oh, dear! There's been an accident! Hope it's nothing serious!
One of the players has completely disappeared. Everybody's looking for her, but she can't be found.
Oh, it's all right, listeners—don't get excited! She's only got Scarlet Fever. We'll probably pick her up again in the next round. However, events are moving quickly. What's this? The artistic players have scored some excellent paintings; the singers some musical noises and the Latin half—brilliant howlers. We have now covered one-third of the course. End of First Round. We regret to announce the departure of three of our members, and although we grieve that they are leaving us so soon, yet we wish them every success in their new lives.
During the interval we are taking you over to the Music Room to hear recitals of Bach Preludes by the Music Class; a few part-songs by the Singing Class and some impersonations of George Arliss and modern crooners by Phyllis Grapes.
Second Round Broadcast—continued.
The course, after the first interval, looks remarkably easy. Apart from the absence of sun-tan, all people look as fit as before, and the Scarlet Fever player has been reinstalled. During this period of action we have the hurdle races—the term exams.
By this time all the players are beginning to double their pace, and—hello! hello!—what's going on?
Two players fall out. Mumps remove them from the second round. And so the second round of the contest is drawing to a close. But even so, we must have excitement. Two players have just burst upon us, telling us they have succeeded in winning their Bronze Medallions and two others state that they have acquired their Silver Medals, while one small player remarks that she did succeed in rescuing one velour hat which strayed into the swimming bath and shrank earlier in the term.
And now, I am afraid, our time is up and we must finish this broadcast. The account of the Third Round and Final points will be announced later in our National Programme, and we are now taking you over to the Leeds Studios to hear an organ recital.
And so—good-bye, everybody—good-bye!
We are like the little nigger boys, continually shrinking in numbers; but, unlike the nigger boys, we were 18 to begin with and are now only 12. Most of those who have left have taken up posts, and we hope they will have as good a time in their future life as we think they had at school. Those of us who remain are hoping to gain our School Certificate in July, and are looking forward to that month with mingled hopes and fears. We have very little social news this year as we are all far too busy; we find French Irregular Verbs very teasing and often feel rather puzzled over History and other subjects, but nevertheless we are trying hard to overcome the difficulties.
But in spite of all this we have a very good time; we have taken part in the School's activities and functions with eagerness, and enjoyed the lectures and debates we have had.
The Athletic branch of School life is being more enjoyed in the summer than it was in the winter, for we all go swimming in summer and enjoy ourselves very much. Tennis, too, we welcomed with enthusiasm, for it is more popular than hockey; perhaps it is because the weather has been so cold and damp and we have had so little hockey.
That is all the news this term and as we, as a Form, have not done anything particularly outstanding we will get on with our work and do our best in July.
On Tuesday, September 10th, 1935, with Miss Gillman as Captain, our schooner entered the waters of the Senior School and set her course for the shores of Matric. Year.
We encountered fair weather during the first part of the voyage, but early in December storm clouds gathered on the horizon and the hurricane of the Christmas examinations burst upon us. For some days we had difficulty in keeping a straight course, but we bore bravely on and at the end of the month calm weather prevailed and land was sighted. It being near Christmas, a grand party was held and all the trials of our voyage were forgotten. December 20th we sailed into harbour and went ashore for Christmas leave.
Wednesday, January 8th, saw us once again on the high seas. Iris Walker, who had been carefully tending some bulbs in the hold, now brought on deck a grand display of spring flowers, which served to brighten the Captain's table and lockers. The collection of Lost Property still taxed the efforts of some of the crew, as did the Kindergarten duties.
Early in February, one of our company, Winnie Fuller, disembarked to seek the shores of "The Yorkshire Post" Offices. Good luck to her! The fair weather continuing, there was much sport and exercise. J. Pickles and A. Hills playing in the 1st Netball Seven and J. Dunbar, D. Holstead and M. Midgley in the 1st Hockey Eleven. Some members, J. Pickles, D. Stone, W. Hamilton and R. Johnson entering a grand Gymnastic Competition, were decorated with "Gym." Ties, and those taking part in the great Life-Saving Contest secured Bronze Medallions. Talents, literary, artistic and musical, were not wanting among the crew, and, fair weather still prevailing, H. Hester received a prize for an essay published by the "Yorkshire Evening Post." I. Walker won a prize in the Infirmary Poster Competition, while R. Johnson and D. Stone scored great successes in music. On April 18th we put into harbour once again and disembarked for Easter leave.
On April 29th, having taken aboard fresh stores, we set out on the last part of our voyage. Duglore Antoine, from Vienna, former shipmate of Upper IV A, came aboard on May 1st. The weather set fair and there was great stir and activity preparing for the "Sports." There was also much tennis. A good watch was kept and the look-out at last reported Matric. Year on the far horizon.
Now, however, clouds are gathering—there are breakers ahead, but with hard work we shall weather the storm, and in July reach calm waters and anchor within sight of our goal.
We are a nondescript Form of 21 girls who dwell very modestly in Room 15. Our combined brains have failed to produce very much of note to record here, although many of us are still feeling the after-effects of much hard thinking. After sitting in solemn conclave for some time we remembered that four of us, namely, Joan Kemshell, Dorothy Kirkland, Sheila Morris and Betty Wilman, gained their Bronze Medallions, which they now flaunt with great superiority in prominent positions on their gym. slips. Joan Bradbury, Hilda Wells, Irene Hill, Dorothy Kirkland and Sheila Morris represented us very creditably in the Gymnastic Competition. At this point our over-worked brains refused to function any more and we were about to relapse into our winter hibernation several months too early, when we were aroused by a queer noise. Two of that very retiring species of bird, the Mouth Organ Fiend or Harmonica Songster, stood below. They bore a strange resemblance to Margaret Law and Enid Wood, who reside with us in Room 15. So with conscious pride in our literary efforts we will draw this soul-stirring epic to a close.
There are nineteen girls in our Form, and we live in Room 14. Our Form-room looks out on to the playing field. In previous years we have always had a crooked window pole, but this year we have been fortunate enough to have a straight one. On Valentine's Day every girl found a card in her desk; Miss Watson too. But one girl looked rather guilty on the day; it was Ruth Briggs. At first we thought it was Miss Watson, because she sent us all Christmas cards, but she knew nothing about the valentine cards. There are about five girls with white caps for swimming, the rest of the Form have red caps. Last Speech Day, Muriel Weaver received a Bronze Medallion. There are nine girls in the Choir, and five girls who were in the teams for the Gymnastic Competition. So we live our rather uneventful lives in Lower V A2.
Good afternoon, everybody. We are now taking you over to Lawnswood High School to hear a running commentary on Upper IV A's activities during the School Year. I will tell you just what is happening in Room 13. I can see twenty-seven girls unpacking books and placing them in their desks. Now let us see how work is progressing during the Christmas Term. At present the atmosphere is sunny and bright, but the further outlook is very unsettled. Now we are taking you out to see how the sports are getting on. In the Swimming Baths 16 red caps are practising a new stroke, I think it is meant for the crawl! On Friday afternoon we see 27 girls, all mud-bespattered and brandishing hockey sticks. Now, back in the Form-room silence reigns supreme. I wonder why? Ah! examinations and some very good results to follow, I hope. Back once more, and now it is 1936. Let us see how the cookery is progressing. It is Monday morning, and I can see the girls making jam roly-poly. Tuesday morning. Hello! only twenty-five girls. Whv? The other two have been taken to the rest-room, suffering from "jam roly-polyitis." Now, what's this? J. Waite and D. Wood receiving their Gym. Ties. Again, J. Waite goes up to the platform, this time to receive the Runner's-Up Cup, which the Junior Netball team have won. I will also mention that M. Dougill is in the Junior team and D. Wood in the Second. I think there are some athletes in Upper IV A, don't you? The end of the Easter Term and J. Legg is packing up her books because she is leaving. Now, the Summer Term and Rounders and Tennis will soon be in full swing. Let us return to the baths, where this time 26 girls are swimming beautifully and doing the crawl well. One member, D. Wood, has won her Bronze Medallion and several others hold Intermediate Certificates. We will think about these sports and not of the approaching Exams. Good afternoon! You have just heard a running commentary on Upper IV A, Lawnswood High School. The next part of the programme will follow almost immediately.
Here we are again! tall girls, small girls, fair girls, dark girls; girls of every kind, help to make Upper IV A1 an A1 Form. We are all very proud of the view we have from our windows over the school playing fields and a great part of Leeds, and also of our Form-room, for when we came back to school last September, the Form-rooms had been redecorated, and ours had been done in green and brown. In addition to the artistic side of our Form-room, as we are immediately above the Kindergarten Singing Room, we often have a musical accompaniment to our lessons, including the Kindergarten Band!
We are all very keen on swimming, singing, games and gymnastics, and have proved our keenness in many ways, for Nina Gracie and Monica White have both got their Bronze Medallions this year and several girls have got Swimming Certificates. There are also ten girls in our Form who are members of the Middle School Choir, and several of them were chosen to take part in the Middle School Choir Play, which was given at the end of the Easter Term. Incidentally, Christine Watson, an Upper IV A1 girl, had to play the part of the general's horse's back legs, and got very hot in doing it! Beatrice Hallowell, who also is a member of the Middle School Choir, won a Music Certificate during the Easter Term, and gained much praise for herself.
This year is the first year that our Form has played hockey, and we all thoroughly enjoyed the lessons we had; but now we are hard at work, trying to improve our service in tennis, and our many other summer sports. In the Gymnastic Competition this year several of our girls took part, and Nina Gracie and Brenda Newell were so successful that they succeeded in obtaining Gvm. Ties. Also, to make ourselves more comfortable in Gymnastics, we have had some more blouses designed especially for Gym.; and we have also summer frocks made of pretty new flowery materials, and, as we nearly all wear them, the Form-room looks like a flower garden. And now, as Upper IV Al has no more news, it will again say, "Good-bye till next year."
Again we stop the busy traffic of Lawnswood High School, so that we may bring to you some of the interesting people who are in Lower IV A this year, 1935-36.
Out of the thirty girls in Lower IV A, let us present to you ten girls who have won red caps in swimming. They are: M. Armstrong, J. Chambers, J. Comber, B. Elliff, J. Mason, J. Milligan, A. Priestley, J. Taylor, P. Walker and E. Wilson. As we are very keen on swimming, we hope that soon we may add to this number.
Talking of numbers, there was quite a number of our Choir members in the play, "The Stranger," recently acted in Lawnswood Hall. Let us hope that we shall soon see these vocalists behind the foot-lights again.
This is the first year of Latin for Lower IV A, and we are feeling very adventurous at embarking on another language.
On Thursday afternoons we try and hit a tennis ball over the net. We are certainly better than we were last year, but we are not yet good enough to play at Wimbledon. We are very pleased at the appearance of deck-tennis, and we are all practising so as to be proficient when we go cruising. There were six of us in the Gym. Competition, three in the winning team. Pale Green, and three reserves.
Well, to end this programme, the Lower IV A Orchestra, led by Ann Priestley and Pauline Walker, our violinists, will play you a "good-bye" tune, until next year.
So ends "In Lower IV A, this year,"—on whose Form-room the sun never sets, for it faces east.
We hope to bring you something interesting each year.
Carry on, Lawnswood!
Twenty-eight girls, with heads bent over their books. Flash! Joan Smithies entering Room 9. Flash! Sheila Morrison waving good-bye at the school gates. Flash! Maureen Astbury and Joyce Mann holding aloft their Music Certificates. Flash! Scripture Examination List, 1st, Joyce Mann, 98%. Flash! Eight girls with red caps, Maureen Astbury, Kathleen Harding, Eileen Kilmister, Joyce Mann, Joyce Peake, Barbara Podger, Audrey Slights and Joyce Solly, standing on the edge of the Swimming Bath ready to dive in. Flash! Audrey Slights shooting a goal for the Junior Netball Team. Flash! Sheila Pinder climbing the ropes for the Dark Blue Gym. Team. Flash! Joyce Wallis and Ethel Wells, making puppets—Will Hay and his scholars. Flash! The front part (Grace Pyrah) of the horse in the Middle School Choir Play, "The Stranger." Flash! A bowl of Blue, Pink and White Hyacinths, on the Mistress's desk. Flash! Spilt tadpoles in the cloakroom. Flash! Joyce Mann and Joyce Stockhill, editing a Form Magazine. Flash! Twenty-eight girl writing Form Notes. Flash!
We are a happy company of twenty-nine girls living in Room 8, though before Christmas some of us were III A7. Two new girls joined us in January, Sheila Hobson and Margaret Porteous—Margaret having come all the way from India. We are spending a busy and happy time both in work and play. We have six red caps in Swimming, Eileen Horsfield, Dorothy James, Joyce Stead, Betty Swallow, Edith Touzel and Amy Venables, and four of these, Eileen, Dorothy, Edith and Amy, have obtained their Intermediate Life-Saving Certificates. Eileen Horsfield, too, was in the Junior Netball Team which won the Runners-up Cup in the Netball League Match. Those of us who are decidedly musical are in the Junior Choir, and Shirley Threapleton passed her Grade I. Music Examination in the Autumn Term. The Junior Sketch Club attracted quite a number of us, and we are having a very interesting time, for (though it is really a secret), we are making a Puppet Show. We try to keep our Form-room bright and tidy and usually have some pretty flowers. Miss Gilham, our Form Mistress, brought some .beautiful hyacinths and tulips and Joan Garbutt brought us some flowers called chinkerinchees. We are looking forward to going into Lower IV and hope we shall be as happy there as we are here.
Now we are III A7, but before Christmas some of us were III A8. There are twenty-five of us, slim, tall or short, dark or fair, and a very merry company we are, though we are rather inclined sometimes to find ourselves in "hot water." We enjoy our work, but we enjoy our games better and we are especially fond of swimming. We have five red caps, R. Britton, B. Gilpin, J. Heselton, A. Porteus, J. Troughton. We must be a musical Form, too, for nearly all of us are in the Junior Choir. A goodly company of us have joined the Sketch Club, which is a thrilling experience, for (to let you into a secret) we are making a Puppet Show. J. Troughton and J. Bourne (who is now in III A8) were chosen for English verse speaking on Speech Day. We shall be sorry to leave Room 7, but we hope we shall be as happy next year as we have been this year.
|A||is for Pat Acheson,
our Form-leader tall,
And for Doreen Adair, quick at Netball.
|B||is for Barbara Baskwill,
a Red Cap she won,
And for Joan Batt, who good work has done.
Also for Jean Bean, with two long pigtails.
|C||is for Jean Coe, who
likes worms and snails.
Also for Pam Cooke, who at Swimming is good,
And for Marie Crooks, who is new to Lawnswood.
|G||is for Audrey Gunson;
she goes early from class,
And for Mary Grainger, a dependable lass.
|H||is for Shirley Haworth,
full of mischief and glee,
And for Marjorie Hollock, very helpful is she.
Also for Brenda Holmes, who likes to leave early,
And for Marion Hudson, whose hair is quite curly.
|I||is for Mavis Irwin, who has just joined us now.|
|J||is for Sheila Jones, who has a pet chow.|
|K||is for Barbara Kerry, who's in Pale Green House.|
|L||is for Hilda Lee, who has a cream mouse.|
|M||is for Joan McCarmick,
who has almost a Zoo,
And for Betty Midgley, who acts and sings too.
Also for Pauline Murray, who came from the North;
|P||is for Joyce Pickard, who in class came fourth.|
|S||is for Evelyn Sarvent;
a Girl Guide is she;
And for Margaret Sprittles, a contralto she'll be.
|T||is for Mary Turnbull; from Barnet she came.|
|W||is for Margaret Walker,
who likes a good game;
And for Pat Whiteside, of our girls the smallest;
Also for Joan Wilkinson, who is quite the tallest.
For Joyce Wilkinson, too, who at games does excel;
And for Nora Worth, who tells Chinese tales well.
Elsie Wylie comes last; a Form-leader is she;
And now we've completed our Form ABC.
There are thirteen of us, but in spite of all that, we are not at all unlucky. In any case we do not believe in foolish superstitions. Our classroom is situated on the South side of the School; consequently, we are bathed in sunshine all through the summer. The flowers and leafy twigs which we bring make our room look very gay. On the cupboard we have a huge jar of tadpoles, which we hope will soon turn into frogs, but they don't show many signs of doing so yet. Two of the pictures on the walls are very special ones, as they were drawn and painted by children in an Art School in Vienna.
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