HELEN HOLDEN . . .
. . . “trips the light fantastic”
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Dancing Brunette Coed
Hendricks Hall Prexy
By BETTY ANN STEVENS
Dramatist and “dancer mostly,” Helen Holden, entered the
drama shack. “I’ve been rehearsing for 'The Eve of St. Mark’
and my voice is all shot, the low-voiced Phi Theta apologized
gaily. I play this rather risque character, and I have everyone
I’m around talking like this person, since I’m practicing in most
oi my spare time.
She shed her olive-green cor
duroy coat, and settled abruptly
on a divan under a picture of
Marvin and Mary Staton Krenk,
continuing enthusiastically, “It’s
the first play in which I’ve ever
acted. Of course, I've danced as
long as I can remember.”
Dancing Lessons
With dark eyes glowing, she
amusedly recounted, “I just
started dancing one day, then my
mother decided to steer it in the
right channels, so I took lessons.
-We drove into Portland every
^weekend.”
Helen taught tap, ballet, and
acrobatics in McMinnville, her
home town, for four years before
she came to college, accompanying
her 70 pupils on the piano. She
took her first modern dance les
sons during her freshman and
sophomore years in college.
Hendricks Hall Prexy
One hundred per cent self-sup
porting, the dark Hendricks hall
president now teaches modern
dance in the PET department. As
she briefly expresses it, “I prac
tically live for it.”
Smilingly she admitted direct
ing dancing for ‘Of Thee I Sing”
last spring term and for the
canoe fete when she was a fresh
man, besides directing dancing
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m v la ci atm emu iicuu one,
No matter how well I intend
My ventures are always ill
starred ones
And I’m holding the bag at the
end.
I never go out for a joy-ride
But what I return by shank's
mare,
I never get mixed up with ro
mance
But I end by tearing my hair.
I know how the world is con
structed,
I realize, plain as can be
That someone is always left
lonely—
But why must it always be me ?
—By Betsy Wootton
for the junior skit in Coed Ca
pers.
Dancing Family
With a lively twinkle she an
nounced, "Marilyn, my sister,
also teaches and dances. When I
came to school, she taught my old
pupils. I think she's just won
derful.”
"My parents inteicsted in danc
ing? Well, we’re all Scotch, and
my father claims it's from him.
My mother’s a bit dubious,
though.”
Mischievously, she continued,
"Everybody in the family has
dark, curly hair. There's just a
touch of French . . . enough to
make it interesting.”
Younger Generation
"I have a younger brother. He's
a football man and just darling.
He’s six feet tall, with blue eyes.”
Then followed a comparison of
younger brothers and sisters,
which Helen concluded with,
"Honestly, this younger genera
tion! They get away with twice
as much as we ever did.”
With a serious, as well as a
lighter side, Helen has a three
point cumulative, and has re
ceived three scholarships, two
Panhellenic, and one state schol
arship when she was a freshman.
Besides presiding over 140 girls,
"which is about three times as
big a job as a house,” Helen is a
Phi Beta, and does general office
and secretarial work in the PE
department, added to teaching
modern dance.
Beautiful Dress
"My dress at the Senior Ball?
Oh, I’m glad you like it. It had
27 yards in the skirt, and was
made for exhibition dancing. You
know, we’re able to get beautiful
stuff that we’d never be able to
get otherwise, through dancing
and dancing costume 3. Marilyn
and I design our own clothes, and
Mother whips up marvelous crea
tions.”
“Oh, my man is in Virginia . . .
in the army engineers. You might
mention it. It’s the main interest
in my life.”
The “Peppy Bunch”
She went on to say, "He was
president of his house last year,
and I’ve gone steady with him
for five years. He's from Mc
Minnville, too. Incidentally, we
did some exhibition dancing to
gether. Speaking of Sig Eps, I
certainly think they have a pep
py bunch.”
Helen intends to keep her kej’
note on dancing when she gets
out of school, for “I want to di
rect dancing as in 'Of Thee I
Sing,’ preferably for movie or
stage bits. I don’t actually want
to dance. I don’t figure that I’m
good enough.”
Study Jtiched
Contemplating the lack of the
vitality-preservers, cokes and cof
fee, which usually carry us
through mid-terms, we valiantly
resolved to start our studying
early.
So, at exactly 7:00, we donned
a polo coat, a. fur coat, two muf
flers and ski pants, and ice-skat
ed to the library. There we set
tled ourselves underneath a ta
ble wTith a pen-size flash light to
avoid being distracted by the
students wandering in and out.
After struggling through two
sentences, we recognized the dirty
saddles of a friend shuffling past
and hurried out to see her about
the test. We compared notes . . .
on our dates to the Senior Ball,
and our prospects for the Military
Ball. Our notes were extensive,
and before I knew it my Big Ben
alarm clock—that I wear coyly
over one ear in fond hopes of
starting a new fad—registered
9:45. So we skated home.
There we bumped square into
a song practice, an executive
meeting, a fire-drill, and a ga.b
session which happily postponed
our studying for another three
hours. At 1:00, in sheer despera
tion, we turned on the phono
graph for inspiration and roped
ourself to a chair.
Ten-Minute Rest
We read one word to every
third beat of “Drummer Boy” and
then slid out of the ropes with
the ease of Houdini to take our
ten-minute rest period. The ten
minute period grew' into a fifty
minute period, and we were so
tired that .we were blowing figure
eights instead of smoke-rings.
"Snow'. It's snowing!” some
one screamed.
“S’now use.” we muttered.
Then the 15-watt light in our
brain flickered faintly. Why, we'd
be snowed in and wouldn't be able
to get to our class. So we threw
our book in a 2-inch snowdrift
and went to bed, leaving a note
telling our roomie to wake us up
spring term. We W'ere hibernat
ing.
Compared Notes
—By Marty Beard.
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