Eastern District High School - Eastern Senior Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Sammy s HaT By ISRAEL Boeoomow They say IT was Sammy s haf ThaT drd IT You see :T was This way She was coming up The sTalrs slowly her eyes loolcung down aT her TeeT There was a sTrange lrghT rn Those eyes a lrghT oT de srre and deTerm1naTron To do someTh1ng sTrange GF V1 SF S 8 SI' Sammy come TroTT1ng down The sTaurs merruly As he came near he dropped hrs haT She loolced up She had been Thrnlcnng when she loolced up She had been Thrnlc when she had TrrsT sTopped IH TronT oT our burldlng and had llTTed eyes To gaze aT :Ts massive TronT Shed been Thrnlmng oT how had losT her 'ob oT how empTy her purse and more rmporTanT sTomach were oT how her Prrde drdn T allow her To go home and many oTher such Thrngs She had enTered The bulldrng wlTh These ThoughTs and she was sTull dlgesTrng Them when she saw Sammy s haT She loolced up and The Tace oT The llTTle TooThless sux year old meT her eyes Then she began To remember Thrngs She recalled The srghT oT her own krd broTher her moTher s smrle and The Senior Dance baclc home She looked aT Samn'y agarn shuddered Turned and hasTened down The mulTrTude oT sTalrs So They say ThaT :T was Sammys haT ThaT drd T IT was hrs haT ThaT made her loolc up and Thrnlc 8 You see our bulldrng has a mrghTy hugh rooT WHAT IS DEATH7 The dusTy end ng oT The oad7 a U o old llce a a Th s ro apaTThe Tab cof a ro e ch Talsel cover so ls o hoe RuTh To ber I h ' . . ig . . . . . h . I . ' , . . h ' 1 . ' . h E ll ' ll ' I : ' T ' I . ' r ' . l r . The Tin l c rTaln OT an ld, play? Gr Is IT T d gger sxvlTTly ru T To ix r ri , b Whi y 5 U T l The TruTh? w

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By IRVING TITEL TSCHAIKOWSKY S PATHETIQUE e e Cl eo ere K T l-loverwng TwlxT The Taded day and growung nughT See h r Tread The Tlcwered sc:enTeo locr As a nymoh oT anclenT lore Presswng lughTly as The eee oT deaTh e her sw rl e a u beaT OT summer breeze scTTly TalnTly As when The morning mlsT ThaT genTy Rnses aT The old sun s Pew reburTh Oh see her TloaT and swnTTly whlrll And sheds on every leaT a shnmmerlng pearl WrTh walhnq hearT and wnlo eyes She bounds To meeT The slcnes nd T l To m T ear She as Tormed oT The o qs OT The b r And The melody oT her soul lnlce The words O a glorlous unknown bard Tails To pxerce The unyxeldlng senseless darlcness Thcuqh Trerce WnTh beauTy The song may be And so she dances and The golden moon The sTars seem To yearn and cry Soonl Soor' Then blur nnTo roThvnq and she dances Oh There ns dusT ln The slvery mocr oeamsl I Se h r 53 's Th We he Twlign' ' 'l sl V 7 Se E lllc s 'dden r h Falls upon a drowsy, Tired earTh, l ' T ' -l A Tals ee. The Th . . . ' ' s r I as, WC . I I . . . . ., I I l T' .

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I Clear OuT My Bookcase By SHIRLEY JOHNPOLL The oTher da m moTher aT las+ succeeded Y Y nn maknng me clear ouT my book case By clear Q Us . ouT I mean Thrownng away papers and scraps gnvung away Those books I no longer wanT and Tunally selechng my TavorlTe books To keep on I 5 s The parlor Table beTween my new book ends I Du X was cerTaln ThaT once sTarTed The Task would noT Ta e ong T k I The TursT book I pulled ouT was SqumTy The Comlcal Pug a TavoruTe o my chnldhood Well ThoughT I T us surely musT go opened The book and on The TnrsT page I Turned To was The plcTure oT SquunTy SqunnTy ThaT sTubborn adorable pug who had gained has name because one eye was always halT closed NaughTy SquunTy who had run away and who ThoughT sTones were poTaToes Why hov. book sTays The nexT book was a love sTory enTlTIed The PeTTer Yes dear Merry Locke was a peTTer She would leT all her boy Trlends kiss her and make love To her when she dldn T care one blT Tor Them Oh buT he was preTTyI I-Ier upTurned nose had gay Treckles her blond hair whrch she washed wuTh drned up lemons Tramed her preTTy Tace Merry would snap her Tnngers and The boys would Tlock BuT poor Merry wa1Ted nlne years Tor The one she really loved I guess Thus book sTays Too sand I To myselT Well well look whaTs here' my darlnng Maryory Trom Marlorys Vacahon dear InTTle Mopsue MldgeT who wenT To vmslT her grandmoTher In The counTryI The TlrsT Thung ThaT happened was ThaT she broke a leg sludlng down The barn rooT and had To sTay IU bed Tor a week Calam 1Ty Tollowed caTasTrophe buT she had Tun anyway N I canT p rT wnTh her So Thus book and ThaT book and To be exacT all The books sTayed For who would parT wuTh hus Trlends7 9 5 A - ' Q - . - - - S . 3 PI ' . . f I , I , I lv ' BuT I could I glve up my lrresisTibIe Triend SquinTy? No, I decided, This ' . o, I ' a