Foxhollow High School - Heron Yearbook (Lenox, MA)

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WWTW' ENCOURAGEMENT FOR BEGINNING SKIERS Said a friend of mine to me one day, You really must go skiing - And feel the wind rush by your face And see your troubles fleeing. I said I thought it would be fun, And gaily trotted out. But when I started down the hill, I felt a sudden doubt. I felt the wind, I felt the cold, I felt the sudden drop. I tried to stem, I tried to check, And then I tried to stop. But I went racing down the hill - My bindings came unhitched: My skis stopped short, but I went on - Into a snowbank pitched. I slowly rose, shook off the snow, And stared straight down that hill. It stared my courage back to me And left me with a chill. At last I reached the level ground, And strangely felt no pain, I thought to myself, That wasn't bad, And decided to do it again! And then I knew my friend was right, Because I did love skiing: I felt the wind rush by my face, And saw my troubles fleeing. I felt so free in spite of being Often under snow: The feeling was needed, and not the skill, So don't give in to woe! Wendy Shepard PRAYER FOR A PILGRIM O Christian, Christian, follow him Who put thee to the trial. Leave the City of Destruction, Watching all the while. O Christian, Christian, where is he, Who shows the Rocky Way? I think I heard Evangelist Revealing this to you that day. O Christian, Christian, why this load Upon my wearied back? Can I make it all the way With this great, bulky pack? O Christian, Christian, save me from This life of Mister Worldly-Wise. Protect me from complacency And all deceitful lies. O Christian, Christian, show me how To go the windy Path, Save me from the highway That leads to Satan's wrath. O Christian, Christian, ask thyself: Why this turmoiled test? Could it be that he Wants thee To have eternal rest? O Christian, Christian, give me Hope That I might find the Gate, And live with faithful evermore In God's own lightened estate. Cintra Lo fting

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The Journey They came slowly up the road through the colorless dawn like shadows left by the night. There was no motion in their bodies, and yet their feet scuffed up dust that settled behind them as quickly as it was raised. They lifted their eyes with each step they took, peering toward the horizon for the first red rays of sun. The woman held her lower lip clamped tightly between her teeth. It hurt her to do that, but it was the only way she could urge herself forward step after step. There was no other way to drag her feet, one behind the other, mile after mile. She whim- pered occasionally but did not cry out. At the top of the hill, they came face to face withthe sun. The sun was a quarter of the way up, cut in two by the treeless horizon. Down below them was a valley lying under a cover of mist that rose slowly from the earth. The woman looked at the man beside her. Red rays of the sun had begun to color his face like blood. But still his eyes were tired and lifeless. He looked as if he were balancing himself with great effort, and as if the next moment he might lose his balance and fall to the ground. As quickly as it had risen the sun shrank into a small, fiery ball that seared the eyes until it was impossible to look at it any longer. The man looked at the woman in the rays of the sun, seeing her for the first time since it had set the night before. Her face was paler, her cheeks more sunken. Without words, he started forward down the hill. He did not turn to see if she were following him, but went down the road draw- ing one foot from behind and setting it down deliberately in front of him. There was no other way he could move himself over the ground. He turned his head and looked back up the road, but there was nothing in sight. Then he looked down at the ground he was walking on, counting the steps he took with his right foot and then his left. . SILHOUETTES Tall straight buildings are silhouettes The river hugs the shore between, Against the darkness of the evening sky, And Hows quietly on its path of darkness As if cut from paper with holes poked through, The little lights on the tugs and barges Making a twinkling pattern. Move silently up and down. This is New York, as I like to think of it . . . A magic city, huge and glittering, Spectacle of light and darkness, Seen from the distant shore. jane Boynton 64

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19 16 16 CALENDAR OF EVENTS 1956 -1.95 7 SEPTEMBER Seniors arrived School opened New girl-Old girl party ' First day of classes Kenwood Hockey games, Varsity and J.V. teams OCTOBER First dance lesson - Miss LeBlanc Lenox dance and Berkshire Festival Hockey game with Emma Willard First Community Concert Movie Romeo and Juliet Northfield Hockey, game Amherst Hockey Playday at Amherst Miss Maple from Scripps College NOVEMBER St. Agnes hockey game and Junior Halloween party Elmira College representative Miss Holmes from Briarcliff College Thanksgiving Day and Senior week-end DECEMBER Ski movie at Pittsfield Candlelight Services and Charity sale and Concert English and French Christmas Plays and Christmas party Home for Christmas vacation 66