Columbia School - Hourglass Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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THE RETURN SofTIy as Though afraud To wake The spuruTs of yesTerday I closed The car door A sTrange force whuch had broughT me To Thus sulenT place was pullung me down The paTh To The swummung pool Slowly I Treaded my way along unTul I reached The same bruck fence ThaT had surrounded The pool years ago I leaned on The rough sfone gazed nosfalgucally unTo The dark sulenT waTer and losT myself un a world of beauTuful memorues Then I had been suTTung by The pool Suddenly ucy waTer I came up T lasT Jerry was Too I made lumped Throwung our noTher bouT of ended when I pulled f The pool and sa he cavorTed around eyes my eyes wander down The lake Jerry and l had walked down There many Tumes buf The walk we Took on The nughT of The club dance was The only unforgeT able one The nughT was nearly perfecf The pleasanfly warm breeze was playung a lullaby Through The Trees The sky was a roof of deep purple velvef and on ThaT purple were doTTed duamonds Thaf sparkled and shone as Jerry and I passed by A I was caTapulTed uraTe buf The handsome rubber I IuTTed my The paTh To The we looked up uT seemed To make a sTaTely bow To us alone The sounds of The lake were soofhung The waTer wuTh a sfeady meloduous beaT lapped genTly aT The sandy shore The cruckeTs and The frogs were rehearsung romanTuc mood musuc We lusfened carefully and could hear The swans glud ung slowly along The nughf was warm The sounds and sughTs were lovely and we were young and un love Jerry Took my hand and Turned me To ward hum We shared a kuss noT our fursT noT our lasT sumply a momenT of bluss ThaT promused eTernal love The forlorn whusfle of a Traun rushung by and unTo The darkness shook me from my reverue Those days were gone ThaT love was gone buT more days and more loves had come To full The voud The moon over head suddenly broke Through The clouds and bafhed The world un uTs splendor No longer melancholy I Turned and wuTh a lughT hearT walked away Eleonore Hanson Grade I2 PROFILE OF A FRIEND As I saT gazung unTenTly ouT my wundow my eyes resTed upon a small brown sTrucTure held hugh oTf The ground by a sTurdy pole LuTTle creaTures lookung luke ConfederaTe solduers un Theur blue gray unuforms darTed un and ouT of The aperfure of The munufe buuldung Each member of The army of chuckadees flew sTraughT To The burd feeder hesufafed a momenT whule lookung furfuvely To euTher sude quuckly popped un and ouT of The feeder and scurrued away wuTh hus Treasure Whule conTemplaTung on The burd feedung sTaTuon my ThoughTs Turned To uTs buulder who so lovungly had buulT many oThers before uT AlThough refured now Mr Cafher was The chuef power enguneer aT Easfrnan Kodak Company Thus uob whuch unvolves The heafung of The pIanT requures precusuon because The delucafe fulm us harmed uf The condufuons are noT perfecT Thus scuenTufuc exacTness has been carrued over unTo oTher phases of hus lufe In The hearT of Thus wonderful older man There us a greaT affecfuon for The luTTIe feafhered creaTures whuch add so much color To nafure He has buulT many burd houses and burd feeders each one closer To perfecfuon Than The prevuous model In hus laTesT edu Tuon of a burd feeder a a meTal cone To squurrels The feeder us burds A welcome burds from unsude The The openung a bopper Thus meTal roof and unaccessuble resTs luke The foreugn To The us worked appears aT lower The e un orTunaTe un an neuTher do sad Tale Truder The hus fruends To whom A heaTed founfaun has also been desugned and buulT by Mr Cafher When The Temperafure oufsude us below The freezung pounT a lughT bulb underneafh The founfaun us Turned on Thus generafung enough heaT To prevenT The waTer from becomung uce The burds can Take Theur baThs un The coIdesT of weafher Thanks To a Tune fruend For Mr CaTher The world us full of chuckadee of all suzes Two of a relafuvely large magnuTude have been added To Thus classufucafuon My moTher has become Mama Chuckadee and her daughTer LuTTle Chuckadee A champuon aT brudge Mr Cafher unvaruablv goes home wuTh The firsT pruze un hus hand ETforTlessly he wuns The Trucks wuTh a muschuevous Twunkle un hus eye sayung Aha youd beTTer waTch ouT' Truly a Mr Fax uT man he can do anyThung from mouse proof ung a coTTage To makung a shark fin for a cosTume parTy Yes I ThoughT as I conTunued To waTch The chuckadees Mr CaTher cerTaunly has shown humself a fune and remarkable man MargareT Croffon Grade I2 le! 6 , . . . . I . .. . in. l u . l . u 0 a . o . . . ' T, . - l . ' ' , I un- , - ' us f ' - pale crescenT rocked uusT over our heads. When ' JI d ' 51

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