Central Commercial High School - Hour Glass Yearbook (New York, NY)

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The Enigma o a Piece of Paper A piece of paper, whirling and twirling in the street. Trampled on, tossed aside, kicked and thrown away. A piece of paper. Insignificant? .Maybe Who knows what mysteries, what undescribed and inscrutable secrets, wlzat young, ardent, burning words, words torn from the depths of an agonized soul- yet as old as life itself-were transmitted on a piece of paper by a buoyant lover. Bat, if so, why does it lie there so forlorn, so abandoned, so . . . neglected? Could it be that the lover, after finding an outlet for his torrent of love, discovered his courage rapidly fading as he neared the letter-box? Yet, what if he had mailed it- but had fallen into the hands of a rival who had vengefully destroyed it? Is it possible that the woman involved had received it, and upon reading the declaration of love had tossed it scorn- fully aside with derision and with the hnality of a closed chapter? Who knows? Then, again, it might be a letter to a son from his mother written with the profound affection only a mother can feel for her son. The letter, no doubt lost in the mail, causes the mother to wait with anxiety for a reply from her son,' the son in turn awaits an expected letter from his mother. And the piece of paper? There it lies, scum, hlth, and soot from the city streets cover it. Lost, with no one to claim it. A piece of paper waiting to be mailed-words written boldly across it seem to be screaming, Take me to my rightful owner! Words, which no other eyes but those of two people were ' meant to see. A piece of paper, with a past, yes, but with no future. This paper will not be saved and treasured and, perhaps, tied with a blue ribbon to be read over and over again witlz nostalgic memories. N o,' it will be burned, or perhaps thrown into the river where the words will be zuashed away forever, leaving mystery of its content unsolved. A piece of paper. Insignificant? lllaybe. Olga Medina

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