Christopher Columbus High School - Anchor Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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, M The Test My spirit is overtaken By a sinking feeling. The fear I know grows. I am restless and impatient As the test reveals its wickedness. It winds and twists Like an old dirt road. The bumps are hard to take Wwe jfififfg JUM J W4 wif And the sharp curves looming ahead Must be overcome slowly and cautiously. Then I reach a detour and cannot N ight proceed. PHYLLIS Ponoiuarsxv Coming swiftly, spreading clark, Shadows cover all the earth, Stars begin to gleam above Giving light to distant heav'ns. Silence reigns o'er all the world, To the forest, it gives rest, Children slumber in their beds, Grasses nod and whisper dreams. Trees are speaking to the skies, Telling God of all they saw Through the long and tiring day, When the earthlings were awake. Lights are growing dimmer now Till they scarcely can be seen, Earth surrenders to the spell, Night is here, its conquest won 40 Mc we fff me any mow ' yo we Gzosasf 66071106 diff!! A9415 f . Q P41995-fofvrgp FLORENCE I. BARRASCH ,. 0740011 ' 15 DHMS faewsrg' Gmv 'V0Yac 31961.4-I

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Mountain Maid Up, on the mountain top, A gala lass does dance To music that the winds Have kept for just this chance. Her hair was made of gold From suns that never roseg The depths of mountain lakes, Within her eyes, repose. Her skin is milky white Like newly fallen snow And on her cheek there shines Her youth's still sparkling glow. Her lips, a bright red rose That blossoms in her face, Are turned by constant smiles Into a line of grace. A gay and laughing sprite, She dances on and on. She turns, then turns again Until her breath is gone. She falls onto the earth Where grasses hide her face. She rests in nature's arms Till caught in sleep's embrace. Sunset The magnificent array of hue Hangs between Day and Night Like a battlefield. A battlefield where Day struggles FLORENCE BARRASCH To linger for but a few moments And Night pushes forward with maddening fury. Finally Day moves on And Night falls. PHYLLIS PODOREFSKY , , ,, ' ,, g ezritlgtflgll , 4 O ' gif, 0 Q 12 jf 15511 g-:rf at n , 1- 3 Xl, 5 an , 1 7 if V . .59 -1

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GROWING UP Growing up is a peculiar process. At first you don't realize that you're growing up. Then suddenly you notice things you never noticed before. How startled you are to see relatives and friends that you haven't seen in many years. You discover they appear so much older than you remembered. Your conception of life has changed. What you once considered fun just doesn't appeal to you any longer. You find yourself dwelling on thoughts of hap- penings in the world, and often trying to solve the mystery of how people's minds work. No longer are your thoughts limited to yourself and those immediately about you. Gradually your mind is admitting new thoughts. Since you started in high school, you thought graduation represented the wonderful day when you would step from the carefree garden of youth into the complicated life of an adult. Suddenly you're a senior and graduation looms before you. When you step forward to receive your diploma on Graduation Day, it is with a realization that you have grown up and are ready to face whatever may come in the world outside. You square your shoulders and silently determine to do your part to be an honest citizen and to accept your new responsibilities. IOAN G. HARING NOSTALGIA Linda had been rummaging through an old trunk in the attic when she unearthed a faded blue hat with a ridiculously long feather on one side. All sorts of unusual buttons were pinned together on the hat. It's my Senior Hat! she exclaimed to herself. As she examined it, her surroundings were blotted out by nostalgic thoughts of her high school days. Linda was back in the crowded halls of her school. Funny how the halls always reminded her of a subway during the rush hours. She could again see the cafeteria and hear the sounds of many voices mingled with the odor of food. She could recall standing on line waiting to buy her lunch while delicious odors wafted to her nose, tantalized her. 16