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

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ABrag 39 . . . Age 51 ..... Au In A Night 39 . . . Ben Roberts 46 , Benny Gumbates 43 . . . . Black Frank 42 Cars 40 .... Contrasts 39 . . Galaxy 47 . . . Get Involved in Life 50 . . Grammarville 40 Heliotrope 42 . Hungry Jack 49 I44 ...... If I Could Be a Western Gunslinger 50 . . . . Jason Snow 47 The Legend of Jake Wilson 48 . . . . . Life and Death 51 ........ . . Lost Honesty 47 Mondays 47 . . My Brag 43 . . My Country 46 My Mountain 44 Night 51 .... No Title 45 . . Rain 51 . . . School 46 . . School 49 . . . Special Assignment 48 . . . . . l l l . . Brikan Rubin . . Liz Feldman . . Marlo Fisher . . . . im Parr . .Davi Delmar . Meliss Panick Norbert Fichtel Erica Greenberg . .Dora Edelson . . JuliexMuney . . Elay ie Kriss . . Jeani Nairn Payton .oberts Erica Greenberg . . Elayn Kriss Gina De imone . . Brian Orloff . Madelyn Weiss .Michelle Cohen . . . .N.Sideris . . ElaynelKriss . . Nicki Sideris Joanne M rphy .Michele J seph Erica Gree iberg Erica Greerlberg .Anna Blitzlstein Nancy Goldstein Stuart Belehker Speedy Joe 44 .... Joey ' 'ns Spring 42 . . . . . Lisa Ste art Spring Day 48 Angela Camdron Spring Song 51 Erica Green erg Super Librarian Aid 48 . . . Leroy Hedge eth Time 44 .............. ...... N . Sid, ris The Fish 45 ............... . . . Diane Feifa ek The Folkhero I Am Most Like 50 . . . . . Elayne K iss The Haunted Place 40 ........ . . .Michelle Colten The Jelly Fish 45 . . . . . . Julie Munley The Kitten 49 . . . . . . Janet Cohbn The Old Willow 41 ........ ......... J enny Boyd The Sea 45 ............... ........ K ris Zimmerman The Trail My Cycle Failed Cn 40 . . . . .John Bruce 8a Greg Fauast Poems By 45 ............. .......... M argo Berg The World of the King 43 ....... . . . Nicole J. Sideris To Sleep-Fight 50 ............. ............ Si Jeunesse Savait, Si Vieillesse Pouvait . .... Liz Feldm What is Love 50 ...RachelCriswel Western Gunslinger 46 ......... . . Yackey 51 . . HAIKU 47 . . HAIKU 46 . . HAIKU 42 . . HAIKU 39 . . 38 .Michelle cohen .....SkipAbbott Vikki Goodrich . . . Eddie Lattner . Allison Breezd Brad Tepperli l

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COUGAR l COUGAR TALES STAFF Lauren Goldberg Penny Humphrey Lori Skidmore Artist Stephanie Ryan Kendall Butts Mark Miller Niki Kavoris Lori Wollman Keith Smith Shirley Wong Lois Yurow Loren Sokolski Roger Hecht Photographer Sue Oneson Terri Rhodes Debbie Platt Madelyn Weiss Aaron Lichtman Judy Berg Denise Martello Wendy Metzger Katie Carter Fran Cohen Jana Davidson Lori Thornley TALES

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A Brag Brian Rubin This brag is about Opey Shmite, the greatest fisherman the world has ever known. Now Opey wasn't that different from anybody else who lived in Shmitesville, he was the average size of everybody else, 11 feet 3 inches tall, and he was the average weight of everybody else, 2600 pounds, but the only difference between him and all of the other Shmitonians is that his feet were just so enor- mous that you wouldn't believe me if I told you how large they were. Well, I might as well tell you. They were seven feet long from sole to nail and each foot weighed 650 pounds. After years of pondering he finally decided how he would put his huge feet to use. The next morning he went out to the fishing store and bought twenty of the largest fishing nets the man had to sell. He tied the fishing nets between his toes and went out to the ocean. He sat on the pier and dipped his feet in the water. After a couple of min- utes he pulled his foot up quick out of the water. He looked down at his feet and then at the net. He had discovered what he had hoped to find, 400 blue fish and 200 red snappers, all stuck in the net that was tied around his foot. Now you know why I called him the greatest fisherman the world has ever seen. Contrasts Erica Greenberg THE CITY WAKES EARLY WITH the reeds rustling as MILKMEN AND DUMP TRUCKS STARTING the moon slowly rises over the THEIR ROUNDS. BUSINESS MEN ARE WAKING lagoon, the distant lights dance AS THE SUN SLOWLY STARTS LIFE on the waters and through the trees IN THE CITY. FLOWERS THRIVE IN a breeze plays its melancholic THE FLOWER BOXES. SHOPS tune to the steady beat of the crickets' OPEN, AND AS THE SUN RISES, SO DO THE songsg clouds momentarily block the DERELICTS AND DRUNKS TO CLEAR THE STREET FOR moon, the distant mountain stands THE MORNING TRAFFIC. AS THEY DO, ANOTHER alone after catching the last rays DAY BEGINS FOR THOSE TRAPPED of sunlight and the first of IN THE CONCRETE JUNGLES THAT ARE moonlightg all is quiet, everything TAKING FROM US PARADISE. sleeps. All In A Night Margo Fisher The trapeze swings around me I grab it with ease And Ihang from my teeth And I hang from my knees. The crowd roars below me They love me, they shout I came into one role Andnowlgoout... . . . But now I'm a poet And writing of dreams, The world's greatest lover And clear water streams. The pen soon runs dry My time will come near So it's time to move on To another world sphere . . . . . . The space ship lifts off And the buildings get small Off to the sun That big yellow ball. The flames lap the ship A heat crisis arises Up from the ashes With phoenix surprises. Now I fly off To a world beyond Filled with knights in white armor To make memories fond . . . . . . I fight with the dragon The maiden is saved. They declare me a hero Until from the depths of the cave Appears the dragon's big brother And he's mad to the hilt. I tremble, I shake out of fright back I tilt! I turn on heels And I run with my might But now the cliff is upon me It offered no waming Into the jagged rocks Until-awaken it's morning. Brad Tepper HAIKU Japanese Haiku Something you should never do Thoughts are just too few.