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Page 14 text:
By cultivating the beautiful, we scatter the seeds of
heavenly flowers, as by doing good we cultivate those
that belong to humanity.
On the wings of a white feathered snowflake,
A dream came drifting down -
A beautiful fragile dream
In which I gazed and saw
A fantastic land,
Where trees were draped in shimmering white,
And waterfalls were silver veils.
As I looked, amazed,
Before my unbelieving eyes,
My dream melted into nothingness.
Air and space were all that were left
But beauty filled my soul.
- Judy Rubin, A8
I see WINTER as a lady
In a white gown,
Frozen dewdrops glisten
At each eartipg
While diamond-studded snowflakes
Are scattered over
Her silvery hair.
Winter's white cloak trails
From her arms,
Thick, warm, and soft, it is
Sweeping over Earth
- Lexis McFadden, A8
Set in the ring of the world.
- Sylvia Halote, A3
The first .silent SNOW FLAKES
Were white petals, being shaken
From some giant tree in heaven.
-Mathilde Stern, A9
are white fingers
toward the sky.
- Carol Palm, A8
Slashed his whip
Against the branches
Of the tall oak trees.
- Sandra Eisner, A8
THE WHITE ROCKS
bleached with age
of the struggle
- Roger Kozberg, A8
A SMALL TOWN
I lived in a small town in Germany,
A peaceful, friendly little town.
Each morning I would walk to school,
My step and heart were light,
For I and everyone else had no reason for
We were all swimming far
from the dragging whirlpool of despair.
I passed the bakery shop
And was aware of the odor of fresh-baked
Then the jolly baker, fat from eating his own
Came out and gave me a few cookies.
Every day he gave me something.
I passed the quaint little clock shop
Where a pyramid of Swiss faces smiled at me
From the window.
No wonder I was happy!
Everywhere was the atmosphere of love,
Of perfect co-ordination.
Then came the War.
The airplanes came in swarms,
Hornets with the sting of death.
The troops marched down our once peaceful
Past the little clock shop
Where the smiles of the Swiss faces
Seemed to change to fixed stares,
Past the bakery shop,
The baker did not wave.
The whole town seemed to put up its storm-
Then came four years of noise, gun smoke,
hate and death.
Four years of sorrow, of despair.
Finally they left.
I was alone in this place,
This village, battlefield, graveyard,
That was my home,
Our old familiar wheat field
Which my brothers had plowed
Was now their cemetery.
The dead were in the streets.
To think that all of these people
Had hopes and problems,
Loves and lives of their own
As much as I.
That each of these innumerable dead
Had his own personality,
I-lis own place in life.
Oh, God! I-low much longer must this slaughter
When will man stop hating and killing man?
I lived in a small town in Germany,
A peaceful, friendly, little town.
-Martha Smith, A9
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Handsome is as handsome does. '
Above is the BOYS' COUNCIL AND COURT, with lack Disney as President of the Council,-and Hal Cleinmcm of the
Court. Mr. Evan Engberg, Vice-Principal, and Mr. Carl Steiner are sponsors,
The expressions of A WISE MAN
are like books of knowledge.
the picture of the past
in bright and vivid colors:
the present in a mirror
l-le opens the doorway
to the future.
-Henry Aaron, A8
We stood there in the glaring sun
Surrounded by the distant barren mountains
Standing like sentinels to keep man
From entering this forbidden land.
No green thing growing anywhere,
No blade of grass, no weed or sage -
Nothing but salt and sand and rock.
We came to seek adventure, life,
To live again the rugged days
When nature's relentless ways had kept away
All efforts to cross that land
Until some hardy soul
Hitched twenty mules and more
To giant wagons laden with borax ore
And hauled it out of the Devil's Hole.
This strange land
ls not affected by our call.
Here life is not the natural thing:
No bird flew overhead,
No food, no drink unpoisoned.
Nothing to sustain the life of hardiest beasts:
But man survives to enjoy
The beauty nature has treasured here -
Preserved for all eternity.
-Eric Lindquist, A9
MY FIRST ROMANCE. A Thrill it was
The way he fell for meg
And l was also fond of him,
As anyone could see.
l tried to look my best each day
And dressed with utmost care,
He also looked most elegant -
And even combed his hair!
But then Miss Blake discovered us,
Our souls she did dis-hearten
When curtly she reminded Mom,
We WERE in kindergarten.
-Sheila F ox, A8
THE BEAUTIFUL CREATION
The day started out as usual, but Suzy had
a feeling something was going to happen. As
the day dragged on, it seemed that Suzy had
been wrong. She entered her last class filled
with a jumble of emotions. Fear, doubt, an-
ticipation, hope, all were inside of her. Oh,
if only I dare hope, Suzy thought to herself.
That shimmering material, the soft furry trim,
the gorgeous color! There isn't a girl who
Wouldn't love to wear ity to go places in that
beautiful creation would be heaven on earth.
But what right have l to dream of such a thing!
As the bell rang, ending eighth period, the
pupils dashed out into the quickly filling halls.
Suzy too, started to go, but Dave signaled to
her to wait. l-le looked pleadingly at Suzy and
asked her something. She nodded a joyous
assent. When Dave and Suzy walked out of
class together, all of her wildest hopes had
come true. She was in heaven on earth. Suzy
was wearing Dave's- jacket.
-Ann Lustgarten, A9
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staggering to her class,
was like A DRAMATIC ACTOR
performing the last scene
in a tragedy. CR.G.J
raced for the door of school
like a bear after honey
the first day out
of hibernation. CR.G.l
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After a good meal.
splashing on the rocks. CM.B.l
The trees shivered
And shrubs were tucked in,
as KING WINTER covered them
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as it tickled the feet
of the trees.
-Rita Glass, A8 -Marlene Bates, A8
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