Burbank Junior High School - Wizard Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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MX FIRST NIGHT IN A TENT My first night in a tent was in that wonderful old grove of redwood Ireeis known as the Ca ' laverae Big. Trees. Inn the com- pany of my Boy Scout troop I had arrived there in the after- noon. Some of us hurriedly staked out our tents while the oth- ers gathered wood and prepared the evening meal. After a hearty supper we lounged around the campfire and told stories and jokes. Soon overcome by sleep we crept into our tents and wrapped ourselves up in our blankets and lay down on a soft bed of pine needles. For a long time I lay awake gazing out through the flaps of the tent. It was quite dark outside. The crickets began their incessant chirping. The moon was unusually large and bright in the mountains. Al 1 of a sudden a twig cracked. Footsteps seemed to be approaching the tent. My heart came up into my throat. I imagined I could even hear the breathing of the monster. I could stand the strain no longer. I awoke the boy next to me and we went outside to investigate. Imagine my surprise when we discover ! a baby deer placidly quenching his thirst in our water bucket. We crept back into our blankets and were soon in the land of pleasant dreams. --Olavi Laakso L9y ' MODESTY PAYS Company was coming to tea. Mother was carefully cleaning the house and arranging the flowers attractively in all the available vases. I was only a chubby little boy but I was very much interested in the preparations, particularly the re- freshments. I insisted on wearing my best suit. At first the ladies noticed me which pleased me very much; but in a short time they became so interested in their gossiping that I was en- tirely forgotten. Determined to regain their attention I slipped from the room and returned with a plate of cookies which I balanced neatly on my head. But horrors i I tripped over the edge of the carpet and the cookies scattered in all directions. All the notice I got was reproving glances as I was being dragged from the room by my mother. — Bernhardt Rose L9y '

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boys that would like to earn money for themselves and for their mothers and fathers. I have worked selling papers, and have worked for people cutting grass and cleaning yards. Now I work in a butcher shop. I like to work when I am earning money, because then you can say that you worked for the money and not begged for it. --Peter Giovannoni H9z ' LEARNING TO SAVE Some people who were wealthy a few years are now hav- ing to save :their money, that they formerly had spent for fool- ish things, to buy food with it. The wealthy people have spend their money as if there was no value to it, but when stocks began going down and banks be- ing closed while men lost their jobs the wealthy folks began to sell their automobiles and houses so that they could live in a little apartment and have enough to live on. When times like this have come, it should show people who have spent their money foolishly that they should learn how to save . --Dorothy Wurnitsch H9z ' SPRING The pleasures of spring are in the air, The flowers and birds are every where. The squirrels in trees will always chatter. The children ' s feet on sidewalks clatter. The hills in the background are ever so green, From my front window it is a lovely scene. The air is clear and from dust free, And prospect of fruit on every tree. The people are gay and full of cheer, Tis the way they get year by year. The children too are happy and gay, As they travel merrily on their way, --Stewart Horton H9y '

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A BITTER DISAPPOINTMENT I had been reading several books about the lives of great men and was becoming with each additional book a little more enthusiastic. I too should become famous. No longer would I waste my time on the frivolities of life but I would devote each precious moment toward the attainment of my goal. ' The members of my family were happily planning the attend- ance of an exceedingly exciting movie but I declined to accom- pany them for I had seen the announcement of a lecture to be given that same evening by a noted scientist. I succeeded in obtaining my mother ' s permission to attend the lecture if I could possibly persuade a girl friend to accompany me. We arrived at the lecture room early in order to obtain the best seats available. My enthusiasm was somewhat dampened by the small size of the group waiting to hear the famous scientist . I v;...s again disappointed by the professor who w s under- sized, bald-headed, and sin 0 ularly unattractive. owever I had hopes of being duly impressed by his -words of wisdom. The lecture began. Scarcely a word of his monotonous talk did I understand. ' y friend nudged me repeatedly, but I refused to give her the opportunity of ridiculing mu I kept my eyes glued on the professor. At last to our relief the lecture was over. There was a faint applause. Ivty friend and I hurried away immediately. Of course she told all my other friends about the lecture, and even yet a voice often calls, ' Hello Professor. ' Se you tonight at the lecture. --H elen Johnson L9y IT PAYS TO BE SQUARE A peg that’s round Won ' t fit I ' m bound In any hole that ' s square; But when a square b.oy is around He ' ll fit in anywhere. •-Alice Rezend s L9y '