Word: vag
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Vag shuffled through the leaves which lay strewn on the path in the Yard, he noted a High School freshman walking towards him. There was nothing extraordinary about that, as it was nearing 2:30 o'clock, but then he noted a History One syllabus under the youth's arm. "These Freshmen are getting younger and younger each term," he exclaimed. The incident quickly slipped from his mind as he headed towards Mass. Hall, and then turned in between Hollis and Harvard. As he passed the doorway of Holden Chapel, with its white and black sign proclaiming the transformation...
...with a flair for expressing that particular chip on his shoulder should try out for the Editorial Board. Here he will not only write editorials on national and college topics, but will be able to indulge in Vag, the impersonal personification of every man's unborn desire; he will write Moviegoers and Playgoers, as well as many other interesting features of the Editorial Board...
...teacher got up and scrawled something on the board. Vag saw everyone else writing busily in their notebooks, and began laboriously himself to copy the scrawl--it came out looking suspiciously like "Kbacc" which, he was told was a Russian home brew. Vag wondered vaguely whether Russians liked Scotch and sodas, or had a phrase for "bottoms up." "EE vwi!" the instructor screamed as he bounded from his chair and bore down threateningly on Vag. Vag froze in his seat and searched frankly for the word. "Da," he managed to utter tentatively, and then, when no lightning struck...
Close call, Vag thought, aware that the immediate danger had passed. Mustn't let that sort of thing happen again--bad for morale. The friend that had suggested this to him had always been trustworthy on the subject of courses before. No human being could possibly pronounce the required sounds without a bad case of cleft palate, much less make sense of the designs Russians scribbled on paper and tried to pass off as an alphabet. Now a slim fellow over in another corner, with a thin, nervous voice, was speaking very fast--punctuating his talk with short, indrawn laughs...
...troikas, and were chased by wolves. A man with a very long name wrote a book about how crime does not pay. They there was Russian music, the Nutcracker Suite, 1812 Overture, and some man who wrote just recently about Leningrad burning down--he was a fireman or something. Vag realized his acquaintance with Russian life was limited, but he might as well get off to a good start. He turned down Dunster Street. The best introduction to Russian would undoubtedly be a bottle of vodka...