Cunningham Junior High School - Echo Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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I BELIEVE IN ME by Joseph Seeman I believe in me BELIEVE I 'm anything I want to be. You will find by Carol Dauman With my mind - - I 'll be more than just what you see. gcgifgge to belzeve m ymwsezf' I know I can do it - be I put my head to it glggteygu are just as good as the next. ifgalwzth ahtlioyght ht That what you want to accomplish can be clone ml tggggjz a Oaiougd .t Try'hard to reach that goal! y .gg an puysue Z ' U you do not believe in yourself, Over all I will tower who will ? My mind is my power High I can fly I will just try For behind no one will I cower. Q? X If i E U 'J O . . . in YOURSELF

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YOUTH by Adina Mishan I I On one cold and lonely evening, There stood a forest all covered with snow, With the wind bl ' h d and owing ar mighty. All the trees seemed weary and sad, As though unable to face the wind. But far beyond all the tired old trees, Stood a young, strong oak, who towered above all the others Just like who a a man w s young at heart, Who faced his problems without giving in. And there it stood, brave and mighty, Without any sign of weakness. I! WN N Me V, .N ' rs 'J W M . 'Ny Q1 M N 6 44 6 'Pb .Nm 'l

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-'ll lx x . I I u H j TORNADO QM 'WW by Spencer Levine X ' MJ 1 The quiet plains of Arkansas, rarely are they disrupted, Its motionless trees and deathlike silence, The plains exhibit a solemn mutenessg never disturbed ' by the clamor of the city, The occupants of the small towns, oblivious to the upcoming tragedy, Only fate could alter the inevitable, only hope. On the horizon an evil darkness loomed over the plains, The winds slowly gained speed, Until the vacuum-like winds unleashed its boundless - my gusts of fury, The winds drowned out the cries of people running for shelter, Nowhere to rung trapped by a massive wheel of punishing currents, This was a Tornado, we could only hope. The raging tornado pulled up homes and trees, It was a merciless master over all of us, We had no choice but to yield to the tornado 's deadly whip, ' Our fright was endlessg our future was dim, We could only hope. We could only hope and hope we did, The lde of our adversary seemed like eternity, Yet in reality his life span lasted minutes, And as quickly as the tornado came, it left, But not without the deep scars remaining, The tornado 's suction leveled the land, leaving nothing, dx- . I But we picked up the pieces, and we survived, M1 A x, 6 Our hopes had come true, 4: fm' ff For Now.,v AZ! 'Q A ' - f, ' '-!-h n '16 r ,, il iff? X , f x X , x . X . I . . in Hors 32