Pictures (August 1926)

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Card 6378 Cincinnati, O. studies, what we had learned in this class and that, how pleased our parents would be over our progress. We had not yet made friends with our schoolmates, but as we were both shy we expected that it would take time to do that. Then, one day, on our homeward way, the world came crashing down around us. A group of little boys, our schoolmates, started following us. They came nearer and nearer, singing some sort of a chant. Finally they were at our heels. “Chink, Chink, Chinaman,” they were shouting. ‘Chink, Chink, Chinaman.” They surrounded us. Some of them pulled our hair, which we wore in long braids down our backs. They shoved us off the sidewalk, pushing us this way and that, and all the time keeping up their chant: “Chink, Chink, Chinaman. Chink, Chink, Chinaman.” When finally they had tired of tormenting us, we fled for home, and once in our mother’s arms we burst into bitter tears. I don’t suppose either of us ever cried so hard in our lives, before or since. We asked our father, sobbingly, what it all meant. Why had the little boys pulled our hair, slapped us, driven us from the sidewalk? We had done nothing wrong. We had tried always to behave in a proper manner We had been polite to our schoolmates, respectful toward our teachers, as our parents instructed us to be. What was wrong? Perhaps our father was sad at heart, to find that social ostracism had come to us so early. Perhaps he was resentful. But he showed ‘nothing of this as he took us, one on each knee. He explained. to us, gently, that it was no disgrace to be Chinese, that indeed we must be proud always of our people and our race. But, he told us, our position in an American community must at times be a difficult one. Perhaps it was as well for us to find this out now, while we were still so young, he said. “Accept everything in life as it comes,” he instructed us. “Hold no malice in your hearts toward anyone.” So, the next day, we went back to school Pictures again, though we felt that we were suddenly thrust into a new and terrifying world. And it proved to be just that. What some of the older boys had started, the others now continued. The gis joined them, too. At recess, at noon, after school, the great game was to gather around my sister and myself and torment us. We never fought back. Our father had told us to hold no maliée in our hearts. We never cried before our schoolmates. Our father had told us that we must be too proud to cry, and show that we were hurt. We tried to walk unconcernedly home from school, always with a larger and larger crowd of our tormentors around us shouting, “Chink, Chink, Chinaman. Chink, Chink, Chinaman.” Yanking our “pigtails” as they called our straight black braids of hair. Pushing us off the sidewalk into the street. Pinching us. Slapping us. We hurried along toward home as fast as they would permit, our eyes downcast, our lips tightly closed. Sometimes we had to bite our lips very hard to keep from crying. Presently, of course, it became unbearable. Every day was one of torture for us. We lived in such terror that we couldn’t keep our minds on our lessons. We became ill with fright. All our bright dreams of making friends with our schoolmates, of standing well in our lessons, of winning the approbation of our teachers, vanished. We were just two hunted, tormented little creatures, and presently our parents realized that they must find some escape for us. So, to our tremendous relief, we were taken out of the California Street School and placed in the.Chinese Mission School in Chinatown. Here though our teachers were American, all our schoolmates were Chinese. We were among our own people We were not tormented any longer. As she grows older Anna’s problems become greater. Don’t fail to read of howAnnasolves them in the September issue. The Sign of the Question Mark (Continued from page 70) nice girl, Sunshine, and people like you always get their questions answered. Theodore Von Eltz played in “The Red Kimono,” and in “Queen O’ Diamonds,” an F. B. O. picture. He doesn’t give his age, but he* was born in New Haven, Conn., and is married and has a son about fourteen years old. He lives in Hollywood, and his address used to be 17224 Las Palmas Ave., but people move so often in Hollywood that you can’t be sure. : MARTHA LEE—Frank Mayo is still in pictures. He was in “The Unknown. Lover,” and you can get his picture by writing to Warner Brothers Studio, Hollywood, Cal. Between Reels (Continued from page 65) features a foot or so from the camera and then smirking into the lens like a cross between a Cheshire cat and a_ toothpaste ad; Supposedly gouty old gentlemen upon whose profusely bandaged feet is dropped practically every movable object from a -pitcher of ice water to an adult elephant, to the hilarious amusement of the rest of the cast; Little Apache heroines of Paris whose costume consists of a jersey sweater, a wild coiffure, and a rose between the teeth, and who cease their devastating playfulness only long enough to go into the inevitable Apache dance about the middle of the third reel; And directors whose ideas of ‘comedy