Columbia School - Hourglass Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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ALONE Alone! roared the waves, as theywashed the lonely island in the middle of the sea, Alone! sang the wind on top of the hill, as it rustled through the leaves of the desolate tree, Alone! whished the sand, as it blew around the only cactus alive on the hot desert day, Alone! thought the child, as he watched the careless crowds go by, I have lostmyway. I am alone, you arealone, as a ship on a stormy sea, But God in his love reaches out to us. What a wonderful friend is He! Judy Fisher, '57 SOFT FLAME CStorm at Sunset! Clouds brilliant and strong, Soft with firmness, Dark as embers and outlined with red. Sky not still, but loud as pain, Shaking the earth with its depth. lt is cold with emotion and movement. Still, it is soft, warm as time-forgotten lands thatbreathe heavy for rediscovery. Sudden lights make the world waken as in morning. But it is not morning . lt is an unusual night, with its deep blues and vivid reds . Now there is a greatnoise as if massive timbers had lost their equilibrium . Then again silence, with the flash of morning. Minutes pass . Minutes of wonder and amazement. Then all is still except for color. The sky is broken . Great colors with feeling of depth turn softer and warmer . Soft as flame, Yes, Soft Flame Soft Flame . Karen Carlson, '56 THE MOUNTAINS High above us, all around us, Are the mountains. Shoved outof earth with bucklings and heavings, They tower above us. Centuries they stood thus. The great glacier came, Leaving melted ice in pools to blush with the setting sun. Rain pelted down their sides carving gullies, Now grown up with scarlet flowers. Full one hundred centuries, one hundred hundred, They stood . Suns came up over them, Gilding peaks. They are old now. They want to rest, Sinking into the earth that bore them, Crumbling, falling. Each winter huge chunks fall into yawning chasms, Rattling and banging. The mountains are tired . Madeleine deGogorza, '56 HALLOWEEN Ghosts come out! Goblins shout! Witches fly! Owls cry. Jack-o'-Lanterns lighted, Children all excited-- Such a night you've never seen! It is Halloween! Carolyn Castle Grade 6 AUTUMN EVERYWHERE Autumn, autumn everywhere ln our hearts And in the air, In the smoke of burning Leaves, ln ripe red apples On the trees, In the fragrant grapes, ln the beauty of the trees, In the softness of the Breeze, In the fun and frolic Everywhere! Sally Hudson Grade 6

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because until now he had not owned adog team of his own. But now he not only had his own team, but also a beautiful sled and harness, all given to him by his Alaskan friend, Tau. Two more dogs were gifts from his motherand father, and the fifth dog, his leader, he had rescued from a man who had been treating the dog cruelly. As soon as he awoke on the dayof the race, Rob ran to the window and looked out to see what the weather was like. It was a perfect day! The sun was outand there was not a cloud in the sky. The snow on the ground glistened like silver, and the smal l snow crystals twinkled like stars as the sunbeams danced across them. Rob glanced at his clock. It was seven-thirty. There were exactlythree hours until racetime, and he had much to accomplish before then. As soon as he finished eating his breakfast he ran out to feed his dogs, brush them until they shone like the winter sun, and polish his harness once more . Finally he was ready to harness his team. When he finished putting on the harn- esses, he fastened onto the leader a tri-colored ribbon. The colors were his colors for the race, red, white, and blue, the colors of the Amer- ican flag . Rob drove his dogs slowly to the place where the race was going to be held, and at a signal from the starter led them up to the gate at his position, which was number four, the second position away from the far edge. All the boys were there by now and the starter told them to get ready to begin . Rob wet his lips nervously and tightened his grip on the handles of the sled, for this was it. This was the moment he had looked forward to for months, the moment when his team could run in the race. Then suddenly the starter's gun rang out, and they were off! From the very beginning Rob's team and the team next to his were out in front. Number Five was slightly ahead of Rob when suddenly its lead dog stumbled in a rut on the track and fell, tipping thesled over . Horrified, Rob watched the whole team pile up, and saw the boy thrown into the middle of the track, in the way of the oncoming sleds. By the time the other racers saw the disaster it would be too late for them to stop. But if Rob should stop to rescue the boy, all chances of his winning the race would be lost. Even as he thought this, Rob was automatically slowing down his dogs, for he knew what he had to do. He stopped his team and ran back to remove the boy from the track iust before the other three teams rounded the corner to finish the race. Rob knew he had made the right choice, but that didn't much help the sorrow he felt as he saw another boy receiving the trophy for winning the race. But then, suddenly, a voice boomed out over the loud speaker and said, After some discussion, the judges have unani- mously decided to award a special trophyto Robert Jackson, in consideration for his for- feiting the race to save another participant. The man went on to say more, but his voice was drowned out in the cheering thatfollowed his announcement. As Rob heard this he knew that the trophy he had won would mean more to him than the other prize ever could have meant. .Ionatha Marsland, '57 IF I WERE A TREE If I were a tree On this cold winter day, I would shiver and shake And scream in my way, I would whistle so sharply That folks might say, What a blizzardy, horrible Blustery day! But I would always enioy, If I were a tree, The voices of children Ringing with glee, As they shake from my branches The light, fluffy snow, Which coats them all over With shimmering glow. Claire Hawkins, '57

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I AM WITH YOU She walked alone amidst the implacable multitude . They rushed by her like trains in the night, not offering a glance nor smile . Her young eyes searched the avenue, her feet bore her many miles. No friends about her, her heartwas in solitude . Shops were closing, leaving only picturesque windows lit. Mannequins with gowns and furs visioned a young girl's dream . Her deep brown eyes gazed at these luxuries fashioned by those accustomed to the expen- sive life. Her face became lifeless and pale, and thoughts of her existence iostled in constant strife. Remembering her pastand foreseeing the future, she ran, stumbling, to the wharfs, to the pit of the sea, the end, the last whip. Her flight was from reality and the never-end- ing loneliness of everyday, Alone, afraid, desperate, without hope. A shaft of light pierced through her dark de- spair, reminding herof the Bible teachings of her childhood days. She turned from the forbidding sea and its angry waves, Remembering that Jesus said: If lam with you, who can be against you? Lo, Iam with you aIway. Martha Harris,'54 LIES Darling -- Johnny --now just tell your grandmother you're sorrythat you lied to her. I did not Iie. Now another lie - to your mommy and grandmother both! He's a very bad child-don't you think so, Mother? ----- You know that Mommy's always told you never to lie. Now you did tell grandmother that you were going to that summer camp, didn't you, Johnny? Yes. And you wouIdn't lie to Mommy, would you, dear? ll ll Then why did you lie? l didn't, Mommy. This is getting ridiculous! You iust now contradicted yourself. Why did you ever say such a thing in the first place? Who said you were to go to that summer camp? ----- He didn't think it up himself, Mother, I'm sure of that. His father is always putting ideas into that child's head. ----- I know we discussed it the other night, darling, but you know that we'd made plans to go to Mexico . l don't want to go to Mexico, and you said you'd think about the camp. Just like all children! ----- Johnny, you must learn not to twist my words around . Now we'lI forget this whole business. Just simply tell grandmother you didn't mean to lie and never will again. Mommy, I thought you said .... You iust made things sound the way you wanted. ----- What a silly child! Any sane person would iump at the chance of going to Mexico. Mother, have you ever heard any- thing so absurd? ----- Johnny, think of all the fun you and Mommywill have together. You'll be Mommy's senor there, and take her out to dinner to the restaurants . Now simplysay you're sorry. Say something, clear. Don't just stand there like the cat's got your tongue- But I thought ----- I don't care what you thought. Now either say you're sorry or go to your room . ll ll Then go. Go right now. Well? I'm sorry. You're sorry you lied, darling? I'm sorry I Iied. Good boy. Now give Mommy and grand- mother a kiss and you may go play. But Johnny had already left. Just like his father. What am I to dowith him? Mexico will help, dear. Nancy Lowenthal, '54