Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

 - Class of 1933

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The Ken Supreme £ ff the rugged shores of Northern California in the windswept waves sailed a small schooner. The setting sun cast its glorious glow on the worn decks. A man well along in years but of a kind though rugged coun- tenance was at the wheel. He was alone and singing as the seaworthy craft staunchly charted its way towards more sunny lands. A look of anxiety gradually appeared in the seaman ' s face. A change in the wind and ominous clouds certainly suggested that both he and his craft were about to be put through a trying test. Slowly but surely the thunderstorm came upon them. The waves rose high, the wind slashed at the bow. Both captain and ship seemed to be putt ing forth their best efforts to stick to their course, but, as the darkness of night fell upon them, the well-placed markings were lost to sight. Here they were two, old friends alone in the world striving to survive. Softly the sailor said to the Sunny Lee, " We will pull through. Haven ' t we been together for years, gone through all trials and hardships, and been victorious? " Had he figured that they were both getting pretty old? The planks creaked and strained as the driving seas lashed her decks. The old man was not so steady at the wheel now. Too well he knew what it meant to hug too close to the rocky coast. Slowly they seemed to have changed their course. Neither the ship nor he seemed to be able to stay away from a sure fate. Finally the storm was victorious, and the crash on the rocks came. By some miracle the man was swept clear and carried on a huge comber to a nearby strip of shore, but his friend, the Sunny Lee, was dashed to bits. In the morning the old man with tears in his eyes visioned the drift of his wrecked ship. " Well, old pal, " he said sadly, " I was the lucky one this time, but I guess I am too old now. It ' s a land lubber I must be after this. I could never sail the seas with any ship but the Sunny Lee so I know I have taken my last cruise. " Janice Graff. Qolden Qliders These golden, gliding sunbeams come Sliding across my sill To creep beneath my eyelids and To ope them ' gainst my will. Apollo ' s messengers are they Who greet me at sunrise. " Dear Sleepy-head, get up, " they say Their trying, prying opes my eyes. ' Tis Nature ' s xvay. She never stops To rest or waste His time. Indeed, she works and slaves until She wins acclaim from Him Divine Natalie Becker.

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exclaim over him. If he were very good and quiet, maybe mommy would hold him on her lap for awhile and give him tiny nibbles of the tea cakes she served to her guests. After awhile Tommy would slip back to Amah and let her tell him little stories so dear to the hearts of all children the whole world over. But after a time the thing that Amah feared came to pass. Daddy received some terrible things called " ORDERS " and they were making him leave China and go to some other place. This made dear Amah cry, and that was enough for Tommy. He couldn ' t seem to understand it all, but he knew enough to know that Amah wasn ' t going too. Mommy would have liked to have taken her, but she would have to pay a lot of money to get her back to the States. So one day Tommy sailed far away from China on a big ship, and Amah went back to her mother ' s home, clutching to her breast the one thing left of Tommy ' s, a little shoe. And that night there were two aching hearts in the big world. One belonged to a little boy on a big boat in the middle of the ocean, but time would heal his sorrow. The other belonged to Amah away in China, and her sorrow would never heal. Cameron Cobb. •lust Jimmy " -2-2-z-z-om, " went a big trimotor airplane as eight-year-old Jimmie Robins sat on the side gate of the Leonard Airport watching his brother take off. Jimmie ' s mother owned the boarding house for the air- port employees across the road. The whole family was crazy about air- planes. Jimmie had asked his brother time and again to let him go on an airplane trip with him, but he had refused every time. The next morning, Ted, Jimmie ' s brother, made ready to go on a trip to Cleveland in his airplane. The baggage was put aboard and the motor was tuned up. Just as Ted was getting into the cockpit of his plane, Jimmie climbed on to the framework of the landing gears. There he held tight till the plane was most one hundred feet overhead. The crowd did not notice Jimmy until the plane was high in the sky. Th en some one yelled out, " Look! there ' s Jimmie. " Then the excitement began! The only one on the field who was a licensed pilot was Bob Dair- dale, the airport manager. He was immediately notified and started his plane at once for the rescue. Bob advancing upward caught up with Ted ' s plane with poor Jimmie still holding on to the landing gears. Signaling back and forth the two finally came to an understanding. Ted was to keep an even speed while Bob would dive under his plane to get Jimmie. Then he fastened his controlling rod. Carefully standing in the cockpit of his plane, he balanced himself in this dangerous position and just man- aged to reach the boy. Their plans worked until Bob was getting Jimmie back into the plane, when Bob felt his plane suddenly drop from under him. It was lucky that he had a parachute. Grabbing Jimmie, he pulled the string on the parachute, and it opened. Sailing down to earth, Jimmie waved good-bye to Ted, as his plane shot through the clouds to Cleveland. Arthur Gravatt.



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An Unusual Ki«|lit J eauty was a riding horse. Her coat was a shiny, mottled gray, but at the time of the story it was covered with dust and sweat. Her home had been on the Texas Plains where Jeanne and John Cowan took turns each day at horseback riding. Some dogs had chased the Cowan ' s pony and started her running miles away from home. She grazed and wandered into New Mexico. Wild horses from the mesa joined her here. The Cowans had looked for her everywhere but without success. An annual event each fall for this family was a trip to the Roswell, New Mexico, apple orchards. Jeanne and John rolled up in blankets and rode in the trailer when they tired of looking at stretches of plains, herds of cattle, and endless sand dunes, which were of little interest to them after hours of riding. On the second day of the trip, they saw Mount White looming in the distance and many, many orchards with the ground beneath covered with rosy, red apples. The camp had been made, and the children were put to bed. In the night Jeanne awoke with a start, sat upright and listened. Yes, it was Beauty ' s familiar call! Jeanne reached over and whispered, " John, John wake up! Beauty is out there. " John rubbed his eyes and answered sleepily, " Leave me alone, I want ' a sleep. " Jeanne realized that she must hurry, and that she didn ' t have time to wake up " Sleepyhead " . She jumped into her coveralls and quietly slipped under the tent into the night. The white moon, the bright stars, and the still night almost frightened Jeanne. Her shadow seemed so large and eerie, but she squared her shoul- ders and peered this way and that. There was a movement. She listened, and then she saw a whole drove of Western ponies with their heads in the air, nostrils dilated, and bodies tense. The unexpected campers had surprised these wild ponies. One movement and they were off, prancing, jumping, snorting, and galloping away. Jeanne started running too. She was soon out of breath. The horses were headed for the mountains. Mount White fairly sparkled in the moonlight. Her breath came fast. She hesitated. She must turn back. She waited for a moment, undecided, and then she resolved to get Beauty. She ran faster and faster, and then she saw that they had already gained their hideout. She was afraid, but she called, " Beauty, Beauty come here. " She looked about her for help and saw only the emptiness of the dark night behind her. In the loneliness of the m ountains she heard the stamping and neighing of horses. Again she called, " Beauty, Beauty, here is sugar for you. " The pony whinnied. To her surprise, something touched her elbow. It was Beauty! Jeanne threw her arms around Beauty ' s neck and wept from sheer exhaustion. She became aware after a little that she did not know her way back to camp. She laid her head against Beauty ' s shoulder because she was afraid of the strange horses, afraid of the lonely night, afraid of some lurking, unknown danger. Beauty lay down and Jeanne dropped on her knees beside the pony and soon was fast asleep. Fitfully she slumbered. The

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