Brimmer and May School - Yearbook (Chestnut Hill, MA)

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THE COMING OF THE PROPHET Restless with excitement, Jerome woke early. He lay on his little bed and went over again all the things his mother had told him. Long ago, according to the ancients, God had promised to send a Messiah to lead the Chosen People back to Him, and from time to time He sent a prophet to encour- age the children of God and make a new pronouncement as to when this savior might appear. The word had come to Jerusalem that a new prophet was coming to town today by the old South Road. After his work was done, Jerome slipped out into the hot still air of the streets and ran to join all the other children and the faithful waiting for the prophet at the city gates. His chores had taken him a long time today, and he would have to hurry to get there before the prophet was to arrive. He darted and dodged, tripped and tumbled through the busy streets, alternately avoiding and crashing into perturbed townspeople. , Time was getting short. He wanted to see the prophet so much! Maybe he could slip down this side street and take a short cut through a back gate. He was a little afraid of the narrow, dark road; but he would do anything to be in time to see the prophet. With only a secondls hesitation at the entrance of the alley, he went bravely ahead, very much aware that no one else was in sight. All of a sudden, he heard a door close behind him and two menls voices, loud and excited. He panicked, and took off down the alley as fast as he could, so scared that he ran all the way to the South Gate. Later, when he got home, he tried to tell his mother about the incident, but all she wanted to hear about was the prophet: what did he look like? what did he predict? He knew that it was silly, but something about the incident bothered him, and he couldnlt forget it. The men, they were talking so crazy. Something about an open tomb . . . Constance Surette, l67 56

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Ide 3 zde 6 de9 768 SAMBO Olim Sambo cum sua matre et suo patre in Silva densa incolebat. Eius mater Mumbo ei vestes novas fabrefecit. Tunicam rubentem et braccas caerulcas t'ccit. Eius pater Jumbo umbellam viridem et binos calceos puniceos ei emit. Uno dic Sambo suas vestes induit et per silvam ambulavit. Repente tigri occurrit qui ci dixit, Sambo, te edam? Sambo trepide clamavit, 0 tigris, noli me edere et tibi meam tunicam ct mcas braccas dabo? Bene,, inquit tigris, te non edam sed dona mihi tuam tunicam et tuas bruc- cas. Tigris eas induit et abiens dixit, Nunc tigris magnificissimus in Silva sumf' Sambo longius ambulavit. Repente alii tigri occurrit qui ei dixit, Sambo te edam? Sambo trepide clamavit, 0 tigris, noli me edere et tibi meam umbellam dabo. Sed tigris dixit, Duos calceos induere non possum quod quattuor pedes habco ct mihi satis calceorum non habes? Sambo ei dixit, Eos in tuis auribus induere potes? Bona ratio est? inquit tigris. D0na mihi eos et te non edam? Tigris calccos induit ct abiens dixit, Nunc tigris magnificissimus in Silva sum? Sambo processit. Repente alii tigri occurrit qui ei dixit, Sambo te edam? Sambo trepide clamavit, 0 tigris, noli me edere et tibi meos calceos dabo? Sed tigris ei dixit, Umbellam portare non possum quod omnibus meis pedibus utor ut ambulem? Sambo dixit, ln tua cauda nodum facere potes ut cam portare possisf Bona ratio est? inquit tigris. D0na mihi eam ct te non edam? Tigris. .UW' bcllam cepit et in sua cauda nodUm fecit. Abiens dixit, Nunc tigris magmhcns- simus in silva sum? Sambo tristis fuit quod omnes tigres saevi suas vestes ceperant. Mox magnum fremitum audivit et putavit tigres venire ut eum ederent. Territus post afl?0-ICI'11 SC abdidit et aspexit omnes tigres disputantes quis ex tribus eorum magmtlcwsnmus: csset. Tam saevi fuerunt ut exsilirent et omnes vestes bellas exuerum ct cus hiuml ponerent. Tum tigres suis unguibus inter se pugnaverunt et suis magnis dcnubus candidis se mormorderunt. Tandem ad arborem ubi Sambo abditus est xohcrunl. Sambo omnes suas vestes induit et domum redivit. . Tigres Caudas ceperunt et capientes circulum circum arborem se persecuu sum Ct SC edere conati sunt. Tam celerrime cucurrerunt ut sua crura videri non posscpt Ct mox tigres dissolverunt. Magnus circulus butyri circum arborem SOIUS mansn. Jumbo portans magnam ollam aeream domum per silx'am ambulabat. Butyrum Vidit et sum in suam ollam posuit ut Mumbo butyro COCCIUere posscl. HUI??? blltyrum farina et ovis recentibus et lacte et saccharo miscuit ct multa laguna ICU! quae Grant fulva et Havida. Sambo et Mumbo et Jumbo accubuerunt. Mumbg SEdecim lagana edit et Jumbo sexaginta lagana edit et Sambo centum lagunu cdn quod tam famelicus erat. ' .6- Ronme Zakon. . 55 IMPRESSIONS Tun. sun Surf. 11111 School. duncw x ork, nunc. Crisp. culd-t Red. guld Bright, huld- Bum 11, old. Bare. Mum; Soft, bright From bilc-- Sunixul light. Grccn, new;- SM, blucw Birds, hucw Me and .mu. Randi Gurdun, 'b?

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ay on I other d had ' back i cour- en't as me to ay by e hot ildren S. His :1 have te. He 3 busy turbed thet so take a of the it time at the much 311, he , loud ley as to the about 15 the t? H6 cidel1t I were te i67 , THE CALLICANTZARI The Callicantzari were mythical monster; which terrified the Greek countryside from Christmas Eve to Epiphany. Large black crosses were painted on the doors and fires were kept burning on the hearths to ward 01?t these evil spirits. The silent valley, speckled gray, With smoking chimneys and ftrelight Foretells the coming night. Ahead the barren olive trees Twist and thrust in pagan rites Reaching out with malformed bodies- Reaching out through twilight mist. ttPeace be with ,ee. Peace abide This holy eve? mumble passing forms That scurry to hrelit abodes. Peace indeed! The village lies empty And silent in the brittle cold, Each portal and chimney painted With a great holy crucifix. The sterile air grows thick and warm; Dark clouds of green, like tarnished brass, Surround the ascending moon Swirling in convulsive waves. The Earth trembles with incessant pulse Increasing in tempo, ttil . . . From out of her fiery throat burst Thirsty devils; crack the crusty Molten ground, break, and burst forth. Figures large, black, and tinted blue; Heavy, hairy, clumsy bodies Armed amply with muscle and clawe- New-born-damp, yet tough-taught by Helle- Accompanied by death. awaiting . . . Below in the evening dank, the town Prepares for sleep, for rest . . . One single soul, a weaver by trade, Adventures from his safer dwelling; But no sooner a step than attacked And the victim snatched to Hell, His careful garments in Cinders. Three other souls fall to the hell-beasts Before Hadest scourge can hasten back. The earth heals swiftly here. The silent valley, speckled gray, With smoking chimneys and firelight Foretells the coming dawn. Ann Tillotson, ,67 57 THE FINAL DAY staifisepghrgegmiogi ISgood Ptoudly-On the winging c v e e.trly morning hour. A light from the rising sun tiltered through the dusu xt-indtiws of the castle. now the home of hissing cuts hnd skulk- mg todents. The delicately carved columns. once sup- porting dancing cherubs and surrounded by tlowers at love, lay shattered upon the ground. The spirttl-shuped watch towers guarding the fertile land were reduced In slabs of granite. Pieces of straw and string protruded through the Spaces of rock which marked the nests of birds that had sought refuge from weather and looming hawks. The interior showed the etteets of time. The great rugs from the Far East. once of rich color mid complicated design, were merely gnawed holes. The furniture with deep velvet cushions had been a line meal for the rude inhabitants. The challenging sun rose to its zenith. The walls trembled at a slight noise in the distuneewsontemte could be coming at last! The castle waited unxioualy, and every creature stopped its busy routine. A huge bright orange truck stopped at the clearing space. The castle shook violently. The painted clock on the mantel struck out its final message. Stones. carefully cut and fitted by masons of long ago. tumbled to the ground with a ponderous thud. All was silent. Not u creature saw the painted sign on the back of the departing xehi- cle that read ttCenter Wrecking Crew. Nancy Smith, '68