Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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Christmas Christmas comes but once a year With all the toys and shouts of cheer; With all the trees and trimmings bright, Th3t are the lights on Christmas night. Little children tucked in beds Are sound asleep, while in their heads The dream of Santa Claus so true. And of all tho eight reindeer too. Thoy think of tho many toys ho»11 bring. And all tho candy on a string; But one thing worrios them, wo all know, They think, Will Santa get through tho snow? On Christmas morn when all ariso They yawn and rub their tirod eyes, And run to soc if Santa Claus Had loft thorn toys boneath tho troo. Thoir eyos shine, thoir laughter's bright, For thorc before thoir oyes Are toys and candy and much, much more. Which makes for them such a happy sight. Thoy know for now that Santa Claus Scorns always, over, to get through. No matter if tho woothor is sunny and bright Or full of snow and blizzards too. This Christmas day wc all rc-joico In singing many hymns To praise tho Lord for all wc have And for his rememberings. Audrey Cummings '59 Christmas Temptations It was one cold Christmas night When temptation and I had a fight. For down below, tho Christmas troo Presents in my mind woro plain to see. I crept from my bed, stole to the stairs. And down below saw tin soldiers in pairs. I took ono stop, but tho stair gave a squook I turned, ran back and went to sloop. I won temptation in that fight, Because I didn't open my presents that night John Granger '59

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Basketball Why Christaas? Basketball is a sport We think o lot of fun. Most of us °ro short, we know. But we can jump and run. Wo run on the floor Shako opponents hands And then tho game starts With great big bangs. Tho forwards get the ball, 'Nd dribbl., down the floor They shoot for the basket. And noko a score. In the opposite direction Tho ball does go. The guards h°vc to hurry; They can't bo slew. Tho gamo is over As always before Maybe wo lost And maybe we're sore. 'Twas on a Christmas Evc, Many years ago. In tho land of Bcthlohom So we arc all told. That Christ, our Savior, Who was so brave and bold- Was born of the Virgin Mary In a manger, dark and cold. He grew up to be our Lord, Who with a powerful hand Ruled tho world and all the pooplo Ho made the mountains and tho sand He never lot the pooplc down In n time of need. But, ho hclpod them all instead. Which w'-s a bold and mighty deed. But, when the pcoplo did wrong The Lord wculd punish them. Bodouse he knew what was b st. For us and all of them. Audrey Cummings '59 Joyce Tit to more '58 Cousin 3art's Door Whitetail deer are extremely smart. At least that w s thought by cousin Bart. He went to the woods at close to eight But when he came out 'twas awfully late. He hadn't seen a single door. But cousin Bart would not quit here. Next morning ho onterod the’ woods at sunrise, Thorc stood two door, much to his surprise — Not ono singlo horn could cousin Bart soe, But, thought Bart, That doesn't matter to me . Ho raised his rifle and squoczcd off ono shot, Tho bigg st doe fell dead on tho spot. Bart felt proud, although it wasn't legal. Until he was nabbed by Gamo Wardon Macbcaglo. Now cousin Bart is serving timo in jail And that's tho ond of cousin Bart's doer tale. Carroll Boudreau '58 Miss Dewing to Albert in Biology class; Albert, you bar your hand in the sulphuric adid. Albert: Which hand?