Lakehead University School of Library Technology - Yearbook (Thunder Bay, Ontario Canada)

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Dear Freedom, Hi, I found your name in a little black book today, a book which contains names that the maj- ority of the world don ' t know how to use. I am a part of the majority. Beside your name there was written Personal or civil liberty; liberty of action (to do). Also contained within this book was the name of another - discrimination. I only wish that the followers of discrimination could meet you and come to understand your name. You aren ' t black, you aren ' t white, you aren ' t English, you aren ' t Israeli, you are interracial. You allow men to act as they see fit, speak where they wish, and when they wish, and go where they desire to go. You allow the human race to live as individuals. Freedom, some day I hope I meet you. Sincerely yours, Janet French The sun shone all about me The air was cool and clear I kissed the breeze and hugged the earth W ith the love of life... BONNIE MOORE

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He ate and drank the precious words His spirit grew robust, He knew no more that he was poor, Or that his frame was dust. He danced along the dingy ways, And this bequest of wings, Was but a book, What liberty A loosend spirit brings! Emily Dickenson PRACTICE WORK With quiet joy She faces her first bright and star-eyed child. This creature in the searching years of youth Who thresholds her new world of fact and fiction. Patiently she waits. A small hand reaches forth and takes her own. The child, with trusting smile and face upturned Asks: Would you hold my grape gum, lady? I want to go find a book! NANCY I FORBES

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