Screenland (May 1943-Oct 1944)

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Marchand's 'rffate-ti/ HAIRIUNSE 6 Rinses— 25c 2 Rinses— lOc At all Itrua Counters MADE BY THE MAKERS OF GOLDEN HAIR WASH Copyright 1943 by Chas. Marchand Co. YOU HAVE DONEYOUR BIT — NOW DO YOUR BEST! 50,000,000 Americans have boug ht WAR BONDS Your country urges you to put every cent over your necessary living expenses into WAR BONDS and STAMPS Ration Your Love in Wartime, Says Bonita Granville Continued from page 35 they left behind," to have progressed so that we will be equal to the situation we will have to confront. I am a movie star. That sometimes gives people the idea that movie stars expect special privileges. This isn't true. I am twenty years old and a working girl. I live a normal life. All of my friends have gone off to the service. I am in the same boat with every other girl my age. I have been lonely for my boy friends. I miss them terribly and am pleased that they miss me. But this isn't going to help me if I sit at home and moan about it, or if I go out and throw myself at some boy because of some fancied slight that I unconsciously lay at the door of war. My duties are the same as any other girl's. I have to work out my problem myself. It depends entirely upon me what the final outcome of my life will be. I have had the advantages that every American girl has had, and if I violate them then I have failed, and have no one to blame but myself. I think if more girls would sit down and talk to their mothers they would find their war adjustment more easily. Our mothers were just about our age when the first world war was raging. They went through the same longings, the same emotional hysteria, the same feeling of being left behind, the same feeling that perhaps they would never find a boy to love. They saw hasty war marriages. They know which ones worked out and which ones failed. They knew girls who met boys and married them two days later. They grew up just as fast as we are doing today. They saw the men come home to wives who were complete strangers to" them. They saw women with small babies in their arms traveling on trains across the country. We girls nowadays think that war conditions are something new, something that was created just for us. And yet right in our own homes are our mothers and aunts who have been through this before, and can help us and guide us now. I have met and I know the American soldier. I have made camp tours, personal appearances, danced in canteens and in USO centers. I have sat in Naval Aide and Red Cross sewing rooms with the mothers of American soldiers. I have learned from the boys at the canteens, and from their mothers at the Red Cross, that they don't like what a lot of American girls are doing today. American men are more conventional than American women. American men want us to go to the canteens and dance with them, they expect us to entertain them in our homes, but they expect us to do this in the way that will maintain conventions they hold dear. If we violate them we are violating the trust of our friends, brothers and sweethearts. ■ Most of the boys in the canted r ant to tell you about their homes, an girls.' I have seen more pictures ( taken out of wallets and held for look at. "That's my girl back they say proudly, "she is busy doi work just like you are." They are , that their girls are sweet and fine and doing war work. One soldier said to me, "Her mother works in a war plant, her whole family works in war factories, and she works in an office. But she comes home every night and cooks dinner. Boy, she is some cook!" You should have seen the light in his eyes. Somehow I know that that boy will come back to that girl someday and they will be married. War hysteria is sabotage. On the whole the girl who hysterically looks at a boy who is about to leave the country for a fighting front and thinks she must marry him, or not even bother about that, is sabotaging her country, the boy and herself. Even the boy, frightened as he might be at the prospect of leaving, does everything he can to ward off the results they get into. However, he is powerless, he is only human after all, and the girl is generally the one who invites it. I may sound like a goody-goody and a know-it-all, but these things are going on around us all the time. It always has been true, and still is, that nothing happens to a girl unless she invites it. There are rare cases, but the ordinary embarrassing and unconventional things that happen to a girl are brought on by herself. It is the duty of all of us to do the thinking for two in any unfortunate situation that we have unthinkingly or emotionally gotten ourselves into. We have to be sympathetic, treat the boys like heroes, which they are, and let them know that we are doing everything we can to make their lot easier and to help speed their return. We must let them know that we are trying to keep their world as wonderful and as fine as they want it to be. That is what they are fighting for, and that is our duty to them. Those boys you see wandering the streets are lonely boys. You should, through the auspices of the local USO or war committee, have some of them to your home for dinner. They come from homes and they want to be invited to homes. They don't want to meet you in the park, or on the street. Canteens are wonderful, and you should go to them. It is a social life to replace what we had. But still we must remember that the boys want to see something that looks like home. The American boy loves a home. And we should give him the pleasure of enjoying ours when he is in town on leave. Lonesome boys can always be found through the USO. Many girls are not emotionally adjusted to these changing times, the girls who have a feeling that they will never marry if they don't now, right this minute. The girls who want to marry a soldier to escape from home, to get independence. They don't stop to think that they are ruining their lives in a heartbreaking manner. Most of these girls hardly know the boys, they don't know hat their backgrounds are like, they 't know if they are suited at all. That adage "Like marries like" still goes. ;t of the happy marriages of friends line are the ones where the boys and i have been raised in the same types 76 SCREENLAND