Leilehua High School - Ka Leilehua Yearbook (Wahiawa, HI)

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Poems FIRST PRIZE Marjorie Chang WINDS Who is mlghtiest of God's creation? Who brings to earth a dual sensation? Testing the strength of fields and trees, Daring brave sailors on open seas, It's the wind! The strong wind! Then there's the sigh of the gentle breeze Stirrlng to life the birds and bees. Carressing young children who shout with Singing a song of galety, And who creates this sweet sensation? It's the wind, God's gentle creation. HONORABLE MENTION Caroline Wong T0 MY DEAR MOTHER There is no one like mother, To take her place there is no other. glee She works and works from morn, 'til night. To make my days seem happy and bright. She loves her children, one and all, Treats them the same, big or small. So children when you hear her call, Obey her. don't say Yes, and not come at all. Take care of your mother when she is old. Because she's worth a- pot full of gold. If you don't, in the end you'1l realize, That you have lost a valuable prize. L, , 7, , ,A NYM-, l.,,,,,.nY,,? A .

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Short Story HONORABLE MENTION Sadakiyo Hayashi THE HAUNTED HOUSE MYSTERY The Red Mansion on the Lone Pine Hill has been known to thettownspeople of Yel- low Dust as a haunted house for nearly two decades. The owner, John Blake, had been insane and had committed suicide some twenty years before. Gradually the exaggerated rumors of the piano playing and strange light of pale blue color burning in the middle of the night were forgotton and now only the name has been left in the minds of the people. During the last few days, however, there again the rumor of the piano playing was going around thick and fast among the superstitious town folks. Some smart boys thought they could solve the mystery, but one was killed in a very strange manner, another had be- come hopelessly insane and the rest had fled home in great terror. After this incident, the town had been thrown into a state of great fear and some residents had even planned to leave town. Now at this time, the famous private detective, George Murphy, was back ln his hometown for a short vacation. He had just solved the Case of the Laughing Death and McGregor Murder Case and proved to be an invaluable aid to the crime fighters. Murphy had come here for a complete rest, but somehow or other, the story interested him very greatly and he decided to look into the case. So that night he paid a visit to the Red Mansion on Lone Pine Hlll. Walking through the broad front doors, he first entered the living room where he thought the piano was. With his powerful flashlight he searched the room carefully for any clues without any re- sults. Finally coming before the old piano, covered with dust for more than twenty years, he made a great discovery. He saw some fingerprints on the keys and now he was posi- tively sure that this ghost was not an unearthly being. Then all of a sudden, a heavy beam crashed down upon him, but the detective, with the nimbleness of a cat, jumped aslde just in time. Searching through the house he en- countered the ghost on the stairway leading to the second floor. Murphy executed a neat flying tackle and with one terrific punch, sent the ghost to drearnland. Unmasklng the ghost, he discovered lt to be the Banker, Smith of the town's Cltizen's Bank. Questioned by the Police, Smith confessed that he had found the money which Blake had prior to his death and also discovered oil on the land. Determined to keep the discovery a. secret to himself and later profit by lt, he tried to scare the people away from the place. The money was given to the relatives of Blake but since the land was owned by the town, the town council decided to operate the oil well and let the profit go into the treasury. So the Case of the Haunted House was closed.

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Essay FIRST PRIZE l Yoshie Ajifu CURIOSITY Curiosity kills the cat How often we have heard this age-old maxim employed as an admonition by one who is annoyed by the lnquisltlve attitude of another. And yet, how much could the human race have accomplished without this sometimes annoying characteristic? For instance, the many comforts that we enjoy in this modern age would not have been possible, had not the inventors been curious. It ls interest growing out of curiosity that brings progress. In school, as elsewhere, we can see the truth or this statement. Try watching the students during a discussion. People who stifle a yawn, and look completely bored are not likely to go very far ln that particular subject because they simply are not interested. On the other hand, those that seem alive to everything sald and done will do a great deal better than the others because they are interested: therefore they will put out more effort. In our daily lives, too, it is more exhilarating to associate with individuals who are alive with interest. They make you glad you are alive. Persons who are indifferent havle just the opposite effect on one's mind. By this, I do not mean that curiosity ls always appropriate. We all know the effect a gossip has on a person's state of mind. Excessive prying makes one feel like telling her that she would do well to attend to her own affairs. In curiosity, as ln anything else, there ls a definite limit. All one needs ls curlous ln- terest, mixed with a little lnltiatlve and a sense of balance, to enable him to enjoy himself and to make others more appreciative of his company.