Bushwick High School - Senior Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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STUDY I-IALI. SAGA By DOROTHY HOGAN JIM gazed wuTh annoyance aT Two whusperung gurls suTTung nexT To hum un The sTudy hall How dud They ever expecT a Tellow To geT hus work done wuTh ThaT rackeT goung on7 He wushed he dudnT have To go To school More Than ThaT he wushed he hadnT gone To ThaT wesTern Thruller lasT nughT Tor Then he wouldnT have To compleTe homework un Three sublecTs un TorTy Tuve munuTes Hed beTTer do French TursT ThaT was The easuesT AT leasT he ThoughT uT was unTul he aTTempTed To do Two pages OT TranslaTuon un TuTTeen munuTes Well a page was covered wuTh words anyway and as long as The Teacher dudnT look Too closely aT uT he was all rughT Now Tor Englush Oh gosh hed TorgoTTen ThaT she wanTed a Two hundred and TuTTy word composuTuon on modern poeTry A luTTle whule laTer he puT away a paper conTaunung a hundred and TuTTy words Oh well whaT was a hundred words more or less7 There was ThaT gurl whusperung agaun buT Thus Tume she was ad dressung hum He wondered brueTly uT uT was ThaT new haur Tonuc he had applued so generously ThaT mornung Tor no gurl had ever spoken To hum durung hus hugh school career On closer unspecTuon he Tound uT be +ha+ preTTy blonde Trom hus LaTun class WhaT7 Why she was acTually askung hum To help her wuTh The LaTun' ForgeTTung Tor a momenT ThaT he probably knew much less abouT uT Than she dud he gallanTly oTTered hus assusTance The end OT The peruod Tound Them walkung sude by sude Through ThT hall IT was a beauTuTul day ThoughT Jum WhaT dud uT maTTer ThaT all hus homework was uncompleTe and badly done ThaT he would cer aunly Taul everyThung Tor The day and ThaT hed losT hus lunch money7 He was walkung wuTh a gurl she was smulung aT hum and askung hum To walk home wuTh her The world was grand I6 - . . . . .. . . . . . . . . .I - u ' I . . I . , . . . . . ' . I . . . . . . . . . . . ' u u ol 0 O . , . 0 I - u u . .. . . . .. . I - ' u , . . . . . . . 1 u . . . .. . . . . . . . u . . . . . . . Q . . . . . . . , . . . . . . . , . . . . . . . .. . , . . . u . - . u - . . . . .. . . . l u . . .

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seen me. Well Pefer was answering I came by fo make sure fhaf we were gomg fo fhe prom fogefher A+ Claire s answer I almosf exploded. Why Pefer of course as if I d dream of gomg wifh anyone else They lapsed info irrifafing silence I could visualize fhem exchang- ing The world is sweef fra la looks and knew fhaf if fhey were really doing so I could safely emerge from my refuge. I squlrmed ouf of fhe bush and sfrode off delving info my pockef for a fairly solid crumb of fhe now mufilafed cup cakes fo find more lnferesfing pasflmes. If hadnf furned ouf fo be very inferesfing affer all Claire was achng like she had known all along and Pefer was enioymg if Well I had one fhoughf for consolafion Mofher had af leasf one worry off her mind Silly and indifferenf as Claire was acflng I could fell by fhe IiI+ in her voice fhaf for some reason she was happy again Tl-IOUGI-ITS By BLOSSOM HILLMAN Whaf 'oy fo be a sailor And drink fhe salfy air Wifh 'rwo feef on a mighfy deck And salf winds in your hair And ruddy helm for fhee A pledge so all fhe world may know You rule fhe brmy sea Whaf love 'lo be an arflsf And see fhrough beaufy s eye So all may know fhe wonder Of a sulfry Aufumn sky And all shall breafhe his noble name Wifhin a royal room Of him who pledges life fo arf And dies in garrefs gloom Whaf peace fo be a peasanf girl Wifh fhoughf no more buf play Who hides wifhnn fhe rusfling sfalks And laughs 'lhe summer day Who resfs in shadowed places Where greaf men never frod And dues beside a hidden sfream Wnfh pledge fo naughf save God I5 The masfer 'neafh a flying sail

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I7 DAY DREAMS Edward Michaels