Colonel E Brooke Lee Middle School - Cougar Yearbook (Silver Spring, MD)

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Happiness Happiness is not having to eat pot roast for a whole year. Happiness is reading a book, Happiness is getting all Ais on your report card. Happiness is not forgetting your lunch money. Happiness is when it snows a lot on a school day. Happiness is chicken made with onions and potatoes. Happiness is losing 5 pounds. Happiness is getting presents on your birthday. Happiness is not having to go to school. Happiness is finishing your homework, Happiness is a nice math teacher, Happiness is catching fire-flies, Happiness is playing kick-the-can late at night, Happiness is being able to sleep late in the morning, Happiness is no math, Happiness is when your mother yells at your brothers and sisters but not you. Happiness is the smell of the beach mixed with suntan lotion, Happiness is sitting by a warm fire when it's cold out, Happiness is laying on the grass and watching the clouds flow by, Happiness is feeling clean after taking a bath, Happiness is jumping into cold water when you're hot and sticky, Happiness is when your last years bathing suit still fits, Happiness is being able to wear jeans all week, Happiness is a warm fluffy pillow, Most of all happiness is being in love. Miriam Lefkowitz Stars Stars in the sky Way up high, How I would like to be up there, Floating around in the midnight air. I could soar with the breeze, Over houses and trees, I would look down amongst the people, And see the sky-high church steeple. And then the day would break, I'd fly away and make, The most beautiful light you'll ever see, Unless you were a star like me. And when I return in the dark of the night, When the moon is shining bright, The people will be sleeping ever so sound, I dare not make noise as I roll around. Michelle Rotter l 37 HOW THE EARTH BECAME FLAT ON ONE SIDE Atlas was holding the Earth in one hand and Pisces, the fish, in the other. The bowl had a slight leak, but Atlas had never noticed it before. All of a sudden, a little trickle of water started coming down his arm. It pained him very much, but he couldn't scratch it, because if he did, he would drop Pisces or the Earth. He tried to ignore it, but it kept coming. So finally he dropped the Earth and scratched it. This is how the earth became flat on one side. The scien- tists think it's curved all around, but . . . don't believe everything you hear. Bonnie Hurwitz

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0 6 Wk. I I I America I America the land of the home of the brave it s alsoIthe home of the K K K America with liberty and Justice for all while people are lynched on hot summer nights America the melting pot of the world where people are outraged at the new neighbor next door America where prejudice is learned at an early age America the beautiful where spacious skies are air polluted. Where from sea to shining sea means two oily oceans America where brotherhood poor people live in slums to rot their hves away America the land of great opportunity where unemployment plagues five million people. America, where everyone IS equal but if you re different you re wrong Ameri a, where you can turn on for thirty five cents a Joint Only in America can two people fight for five million dollars while others kill each other for free' A erica where five- year olds are addicted and strung out America great defender of justice, only here do we send thousands of men overseas to risk their lives for people that hate us as much as the enemy' America wake up and face your problems and then maybe you'll be what you stand for' Larry Appelbaulm 6 gl ' , GG 779 ' 9 I 5 . . . . ,,, . . . . ,,, . I N x . . . .. -.WI 4 :I If fm' Tl means the underworld. America where big politicians live in pentlhouses, while the fly, . ,, . '. . I . . , . , , . I . I ' . i I FRUSTRATION 7 Frustration is not having anyone to talk to when you are full of news. Frustration is finally getting into the phone booth and realizing you have no change. Frustration is waiting in line in the cafeteria until you get your turn, then the chocolate cake is gone. Frustration is getting dressed up to go out and ripping your last pair of hose. Frustration is unpacking your suitcase on vacation and finding two left shoes. Frustration is rushing home, doing your homework, only to find your favorite T.V. show won't be on that night. Frustration is scrubbing the kitch- en floor and then having everyone walk in with muddy feet. Carol Cooper I CHILDHOOD Childhood is a mystical and magical moment, a time to wonder, where yesterday is unimportant and tomorrow is far away. Childhood is where problems are easily solved with a lollipop, a kiss, or a promise. Childhood is a dripping ice cream cone. Childhood is walking hand in hand with your best friend at the moment. Childhood is a skinned knee and being able to come crying to your mother. Child- hood is mud squishing between your toes. Childhood is sleeping with the door partly open because you are afraid of the dark. Childhood is waking up early on Saturday morning to watch cartoons.Childhood is a fenced yard with a swingset. Childhood is running from nowhere to nowhere. Childhood is having to eat spinach. Childhood is having a wading pool but being afraid to go into it. Childhood is all day to play but nothing to do but sit on the curb. Child- hood is wanting to be a big kid. Becky Hill 36 I I I I I SHE WAS DIFFERENT She was different I They ignored her She was alone , They were together I She was friendless They had friends , No one was friendly I They acted indifferently Did no one think about it I Or were they held back? I Held back by their groups ill She, still different I They, still ignoring I She, still alone I They, still together I She, still friendless I They, still with friends I Will they ever change? I I Ann Geer I I I I YH, .i BRS

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THE HORSE Faster than wind like light streaming in White as snow lightly running No flying dancing in the wind Quiet and seduced yet powerfully charged A tail that streams like wisps of white hair A cloud dancing by Nancy Gisser SOLITUDE Solitude is being able to wander through forests unaware and not caring what time it is. Solitude is thinking about the future years when all good dream will come true. Solitude is seeing the bald eagle soar through the sky, wild and free. Solitude is walking through meadows trying to solve all your problems and thinking that they are really not that bad after all. Solitude is being alone, but not lonely, with no one to talk with but yourself. Linda Kroggel What Summer Mean To Me Summer means a lot to me. Summer reminds me of the sea Sometimes quiet, sometimes wild Sometimes it reminds me of a child. Summer is always bright and gay r Just like having your allowancb paid. Summer is never quiet or coy, It makes you want to jump for joy. When summer goes I start to sigh, I start to wonder where and why But summer always comes again, I always think of it as my best friend. l l I l 4 l HOW THE COWBOYS FIRST STARTED TO SAY Once there was a cowboy named At least, that was what his fellow Storyteller Sam. cowboys called him, because he was so good at storytelling. Well, when all the cowboys were cattle, they were very tired at night rounding up the when they set up camp. They would light a fire, and si around the fire telling stories to relax themselves. toryteller Sam always told his story about a man rramed Bob. Bob was very brave, and the cowboys wete all interested. But Storyteller Sam would only tell plart of the story. When he was just about to tell how Bob got out of a dangerous situation, he would stop-and tell them he would finish the story the next day. The next day all the cowboys wo ld come over to Storyteller Sam and ask him, How Lcllid he? How did he do it? But Storyteller Sam would not tell them until the next night fbecause it gave him time to think of another feat for Bob to d oj. But the cow- boys would continuously ask How did he? Which shortened to Howdy. Now the co wyboys always say howdy when greeting another cowboy in honor 'of Storyteller Sam. Deb Wei