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What a difference<br />

50 years make!<br />

A day in the “Fourth Academic” year of Diane<br />

Lovegrove (SJSH‘52, SHP‘56) and a day in the<br />

Senior Year of **** ******** (SJSH‘02, SHP‘06)<br />

Diane Lovegrove (SJSHʻ52, SHPʻ56)<br />

6:45am: Wake up and get dressed in<br />

my uniform: a light blue skirt and blue<br />

bolero with a white blouse, gray sweater,<br />

and brown saddle shoes.<br />

7:30am: Walk to school, then go to<br />

study hall and put my books in my desk<br />

(there were no lockers). Curtsy to the nun<br />

at the front of the hall. (Once in a while<br />

we got to come back to study hall to do<br />

some homework – in silence of course.)<br />

8:00am: Literature and English<br />

Composition class, taught by Mother<br />

Welch, who now resides at Oakwood.<br />

She was a really good teacher, and very<br />

down-to-earth. We wrote one essay every<br />

Friday.<br />

9:00am: French IV with our only lay<br />

teacher (until Mr. Brown came our senior<br />

year). All the rest of our teachers were<br />

nuns and we called them Mother. Madame<br />

told us firsthand about places in France,<br />

which developed my curiosity. When I<br />

finally did go to France after college, I<br />

couldnʼt believe I was really there.<br />

10:00am: Religion class with Mother<br />

Schaffer, a young nun who also taught<br />

sewing and ceramics on Saturdays.<br />

11:00am: Logic class with Mr. John<br />

Brown. When we were seniors we<br />

suddenly had a man teacher for one<br />

semester! This was quite a shock since no<br />

boys were allowed on campus, not even<br />

the brothers of the boarders. This tall<br />

lanky young man didnʼt sit at a desk and<br />

teach. He paced back and forth in front<br />

of the class!<br />

12:00pm: Lunch downstairs in<br />

the cafeteria. We all ate there, and<br />

it was our time to talk and visit. The<br />

Sisters fixed the food. (The Mothers<br />

were our teachers while the Sisters did<br />

the menial tasks.) We all bought lunch<br />

and there werenʼt many choices. We took<br />

turns drying the silverware after lunch.<br />

We all loved to help Sister Christine.<br />

1:00pm: Chemistry lecture or lab. We<br />

had lectures three days a week and lab<br />

two days. Lab was the first experience<br />

we had where we worked collaboratively<br />

with another student.<br />

2:00pm: History class. We had no<br />

breaks between classes, only time to walk<br />

to the next class. We never left campus<br />

during school hours. There was no reason<br />

to. School was extremely rigorous, and<br />

we learned excellent study habits which I<br />

carried all the way through grad school.<br />

3:00pm: Music class in the Little<br />

Theater— I had Glee Club with Mother<br />

Cronin.<br />

4:00pm: After-school activites, including<br />

field hockey, soccer, volleyball<br />

and a wonderful game that involved<br />

throwing a rubber ring over the net to<br />

another girl. I think this game originated<br />

in Central America and was brought to us<br />

by the boarders.<br />

5:00pm: I changed out of my gym<br />

clothes, gathered up my books, and<br />

walked home. Before dinner, I practiced<br />

THEN & NOW: Diane<br />

Lovegrove in<br />

1956 and in <strong>2006</strong><br />

the piano for an hour.<br />

6:00pm: I helped<br />

make dinner and then<br />

ate with my mom and dad. After dinner,<br />

I studied for 2 or 3 hours. Sometimes<br />

I watched my favorite TV shows: I<br />

Love Lucy, Jackie Gleason, and The Ed<br />

Sullivan show.<br />

10:00pm: Go to bed.<br />

We did not have class officers. We had<br />

a system of ribbons: blue ribbons for the<br />

upperclassmen and green ribbons for<br />

the lower classmen. There was a voting<br />

system to see who earned them. We did<br />

not have yearbooks, nor were there any<br />

clubs. We had only one dance a year, and<br />

it was chaperoned by our parents.<br />

Once a week we had Primes. We all<br />

wore our white uniforms and sat with our<br />

classes in the Little Theater. Reverend<br />

Mother Deming or Mother Williams<br />

presented us with awards for the week.<br />

They were little cards that said Très<br />

Bien, Bien or Assez Bien. To receive our<br />

awards, we walked down the steps from<br />

the hard wooden benches, down the<br />

parquet floor and up the steps to the stage<br />

where Reverend Mother was seated. We<br />

curtsied whenever we went by her and<br />

when we received our awards.<br />

In my senior year, I had to choose<br />

between College of Notre Dame in<br />

Belmont and Dominican College in San<br />

Raphael. I chose Notre Dame. In my<br />

senior year of college, I applied to USC,<br />

UCLA and Stanford and was accepted at<br />

all these universities. I chose to attend<br />

Stanford, where I earned my MA in<br />

Education. In 1993, I earned another<br />

degree from the University of San<br />

Francisco— an MA in Pastoral Ministry.<br />

There were 32 girls in my graduating<br />

class.<br />

18 <strong>Winter</strong> <strong>2006</strong>

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