Word: schoolgirl
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Unfinished Dance (M-G-M). Little Margaret O'Brien, a "sparrow" (apprentice) in a ballet theater, has a schoolgirl crush on Cyd Charisse, a promising ballerina. Margaret hates Karin Booth, the premiere danseuse, because she thinks Cyd should have the top ballerina's job. If only something awful would happen to Karin...
Promptly at 6 a.m., the boy & girl census takers fell to their task. Some housewives, expecting a complete checkup of their homes, proudly showed results of thorough housecleanings; some thought that the Government should want to know whether their husbands contributed enough to household expenses. Others brought blushes to schoolgirl faces by detailed accounts of marital unhappiness. The canvassers were welcomed with coffee and cakes; the only grumbling came from businessmen who lost trade and had to give their employees full pay for the day. One thorough census taker waited in front of a maternity hospital to find...
...took off from the Pittsburgh airport and headed east for Washington toward a soupy sea of cloud. It was 5:20 p.m. (E.S.T.). Aboard the DC-4 were 50 people -the crew of three, a baby and its mother, a honeymoon couple, Government and Red Cross officials, businessmen, a schoolgirl on a holiday...
Kittery Point was shocked that Eliza Wall, a well-bred, teen-age schoolgirl, should run after a one-eyed French Canadian kid named Claw Moreau, whose family was on town relief. At first, in school, she had been repulsed by his rude speech, the sinister black patch over his missing eye, the squalor of the wharfside shack where his husbandless mother carelessly raised her children, the fixed lines of bitterness which came from learning early that he was a social outcast. Later Eliza's fear became curiosity; and as she grew older, sympathy...
...high priest of surrealism (the successor of Dada), delicate little, white-haired Max Ernst was still going strong but his new show in a Manhattan gallery last week lacked something-the schoolgirl perhaps-which made that first exhibition memorable. Dada was a granddad now. And nowadays the visitors brandished checkbooks instead of hatchets. Instead of a live little virgin they found merely a semi-abstract painting distinguished by two nobbed streaks representing breasts or eyes, and entitled Foolish Virgins...