Elmhurst High School - Anlibrum Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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- Freshman Mart Olrig expresses his own unique style of dancing while orrendlng the MORP Morp A Success The fourth annual MORP proved successful as approximately one hundred seventy Trojans boogied the night away to the music of Unique Lighting and Sound. The dance was sponsored by the Stu- dent Council and held in the EHS cafeteria. Decorations consisted of old tires, garbage bags, toilet paper, and numerous other articles of junk which combined to make the cafeteria a little more glamorous. The evening attire was sweats, T-shirts, headbands, jeans, and even cheerleading uniforms. The evening was enjoyed by everyone, as the Trojans snapped their fingers to the beat the whole evening. The festivities were topped off with the crowning of seniors Tom Stinson and Samantha Jones as king and queen of the 1984-85 MORP. Student Council member Jesse Farias commented, It didn ' t look very fun in the beginning, but as the evening went on and people showed up it was fun after all. MORP— 15

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' ' Snapping their fingers to the beat. are sophomores Tina Hicks. Dorinda Garza, and Lara Reynolds. ' XKt B v I ■! 1 T.J 1 v- f ft? ttJL x v v i»1 7m •■It ■ ; ' ' Frightened by the sight of the Morp decorations, is an Elmhursr Trojan These dancing Trojans get into the Morp spirit by dressing down for the occasion. Tf HP

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Creative Great knowledge is all-encompassing; small knowledge is limited. Great words are inspiring; small words are chatter. When we are asleep, we are in touch with our souls. When we are awake, our senses open. We get involved with our ac- tivities and our minds are distracted. Sometimes we are hesitant, sometimes underhanded, and sometimes secretive. Great fears cause panic, and little fears cause anxiety. Our words fly off like ar- rows, as though we knew what was right and wrong. We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it. And yet our opinions have no per- manence; like autumn and winter, they gradually pass away. We are caught in the current and cannot return. We are tied up in knots like an old clogged drain; we are getting closer to death with no way to regain our youth. Joy and anger, sorrow and happiness, hope and fear, in- decision and strength, humility and willfulness, enthusiasm and insolence, like music sounding from an empty reed or mushrooms rising from the warm dark earth, continually appear before us day and night. No one knows whence they come . . . Don ' t worry about it! Let them be! How can we understand it all in one day? AUTHOR — Diane Lee The pictures and poems on these two pages and the next two pages are dedicated to the creative minds of the EHS student body. They are not necessarily the best, but they are considered to be some of the most interesting samples received. 16 — CREATIVE ARTS