Garfield Junior High School - Gleaner Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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DADDY’S CHRISTMAS GIFT Christmas morning comes to the Richards home. Mother Richards, hearing some commotion in the living room, gets out of bed to discover its source. H-m-m-m, I don’t see anything here. Oh, is that you, Doris? I see you now. Why in Heaven’s name were you hiding behind the Christmas tree?” No reason, Mama.” Come now, it is a bit early for a little girl like you to be up and around.” Yes, Mama.” Is that a box behind your back, dear?” Yes, Mama, it’s for you.” For me? Oh how nice!” Oh here’s Daddy. ’Morning, Papa!” Good morning, young lady. Merry Christmas!” Doris gave me this for Christmas. Wasn’t that sweet of her?” Yes, Papa, when I saw it in the store I knew it was the only gift I could give Mother.” Mother, why not open it?” I shall. There now, it’s almost unwrapped. Oh! Look! Why it’s a — it’s a rubber doll!” Oho! Daughter, now I see why it was the ' only gift’ you could get Mother. But you must have saved a very long time to get enough money for such an expensive doll!” Oh no Papa, the man at the store put it on your account!” Lynette Temple, High Nine. c-fj C ' KS Christmas Eve Oh ivhat an excitement All through the house The children were singing And calling with shouts Mother kept warning T ho’ ’ticasn’t much use Get to bed children Or I’ll spank with a spruce.” So they sped to their beds With a regretful air Afraid they would miss Things happening downstairs. Sleep wasn’t easy For excited heads So tljey played with their pilloivs And danced on their beds. Then mother’s footsteps Were heard on the stairs, She always came in T o listen to prayers. T hen tucked into bed T hey fell fast asleep And dreamed of St. Nick With his toys in a heap. Margaret Norton, Low Ten.

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On Chrismas Day The giving of gifts on Christmas Day, Wrapped up so neat, so dear, The holly wreaths on Christmas Day, Send thoughts of love, of cheer. The bells and chimes on Christmas Day, Their sound so sweet, so clear, The singing of songs on Christmas Day, Bring thoughts of love, to cheer. But best of all on Christmas Day, are The stories that are told, How in the manger Jesus lay, T hat morning, oh so cold. I like to hear on Christmas Day, Of all these things Tve told, For all these thoughts so bright and gay, Are worthy yet to hold. Faye DuBell, Low Ten. C ' -9 C ' KS The Shepherds and the Star One night far over the silent sea Far, far away from you and me, A Star broke forth in the dark night Shedding its pure and brilliant light, While down beloiv a Baby lay In a manger on the hay. T he light above made clear the way T o shepherds on that Christmas Day. Deane Taylor, Low Ten. o G +. 9 The Spirit of Love In a stable far away A Babe tv as sleeping in the hay Brilliant stars shone from above Down upon this bit of love. When this babe became a man He taught the tvorld His lessons grand. His spirit guides us through each day T o help us do the right alway. T hough Christmas comes but once a year We feel His presence hovering near T o lead ns in His path of peace Where truth and love will never cease. Nancy Meddaugh, High Fight.

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LEST WE FORGET Joe Brown was just an ordinary employee in Johnson Johnson Sons Department Store. For eleven months of the year (not including vaca- tions) , he did nothing but sit with his feet on his desk. Only, once a week, he would walk into Mr. Johnson’s office and receive his paycheck. But — (of course there is a but”) — in the other month he did enough work to make up for eleven months. He was an ad-writer in the advertising department for Johnson John- son Sons Department Store. From the end of October to Christmas he was buried in various versions of advertising. Oh, but this Christmas he had thought of a new slogan — unique — that the whole public would soon know. Do your Christmas shopping early — at Johnson Johnson Sons Department Store.” He sat up nights planning schemes to impress it upon the minds of the public. He planned red and green striped circulars to be delivered to every house. He hired telephone operators to say, Do your Christmas shopping early— at Johnson Johnson Sons Department Store,” instead of saying, Number please.” He wrote advertisements for the news- papers saying, Buy your wife that new dress that she has been admiring in our window! Buy a new tricycle for Sonny! Buy a Shirley Temple Doll for the kiddies! Get your Aunt Maizy a big bottle of perfume! Get your Uncle Elmer a Christmas tie! Do your Christmas shopping early — at John- sonjohnson Sons Department Store.” He employed men to go from door to door saying his now famous slogan. He plastered it on billboards. He put it in neon lights for the whole city to see. He had airplanes write it in the sky. At night, in his sleep he would murmur, Do your Christmas shopping early — at Johnson Johnson Sons Department Store.” And then Christmas arrived. Joe Brown bade his slogan a fond adieu and settled down for a nice long rest. In the Daily Evening Post for December 26, there appeared this item: Brown — Matilda vs. Joseph. Cruelty. She charges that the defendant failed to give her a Christmas gift. His only excuse was that he was too busy to think about it before the stores closed on Christmas Eve.” Moral: Do you r Christmas shopping early — at Johnson Johnson Sons Department Store. Louise Murphy, High Nine. Modern Santa Oh long ago 11 pon a hill, It’s built of brick all made of glass, There stood a castle tall, And windows which are round , Where Santa used to work all year, Venetian blinds and rooms of white, To make each doll and ball. With silver metal bound. But now his shop has changed to new, Reindeer have been replaced by planes, As times we know have done, Controlled by radio. With neon signs and modern things, He turns out toys with greatest speed, A stream-line age begun. For John and Jim and Joe. Bob Smith, Low Ten.