Lincoln Junior High School - Panthers Lair Yearbook (Orem, UT)

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,97l7+ob wWWWv PIQ58 19420 THE PANTHER,$ LAIR AND LINCOLN,$ ORIGINAL CREATION$ The Panther's Lair and Lincoln's Original Creations written and prepared by students of the Lincoln Junior High School Orem, Utah Acknowledgments Editorial Staff Karen Jewkes, Editor in Chief Shauna Burgon, Art Editor LesLee Madsen Joan Brindzak Vickie Adams Sharon Perry Lars Christensen Shannon Hughes Linda French Connie Clayburn Picture Arrangement Pam Hoover Joan Brindzak LesLee Madsen Marianne Johnson Faculty Advisers Dean Rigby David Nielsen Marjorie Hendersen Kermit Anderson Floyd Andrus Evan A. Baugh John Haws Baum Wayne L. Bramall Melvin T. Briggs Dorotha J. Buckley E. Vance Calder Stanley A. Leavitt Principal Robert Dowdle LaRel Goulding Marjorie Hendersen Roger Greenwood Marjorie Holdaway Gary Keetch Shirley Loveless LeRoy Loveridge William E. Mathis Arthur Morin David J. Nielsen Ronald Nielsen Bennett Neilsen Assn' t. Principal Richards Pusey Nedra Ricks W. Dean Rigby Evelyn Scott Robert Q Steele Franklin Stratton Shirley Rockwood Stanford Stubbs Keith Trane J. Leslie wright Kent Worthington Glen R. Zimmerman Victor L. Hansen Roger Honeyman J. Erval Christensen E. Farr Hatch Lloyd R. Iverson David Dinsdale David w. Healey Alice Jensen Dean S. Nybo Lucille Peterson Kaye Prengel Lowell Baum Dale Braithwaite Eleanor Swain L. L. Terry Ray 0 Mikkelson Leon Rowley Myrtle Rowley Meredith Stratton 1201a Lewis The Dragon Lady by Sandra Clayton I was at this time living on the far off Hindo Islands. You see these islands were very strange and mysterious. They were veny,beautiiul in appearagee,ebuE-eaeeeyou.steppedgeato them you beca ff-eiIanIgnChantggaWiiSEEEEEEL..---tTT'I, It was like living in a dream. The birds were of the brightest color and very beautiful in- deed. The people were of the strangest nature. They lived in little grass huts all the year around, for the sun was always high in the sky, and it was very warm, even in the shade of the coconut and palm trees. The natives feed on bread, fruit, and coconut milk. Their clothing was made from the bark of the bread fruit tree. Their customs were very strange too. Once a year they would celebrate the return of the Dragon Lady, a beautiful but wicked woman. Living on these islands some years ago, she fell in love with a strange, handsome man, who had excaped from an insane asylum. No one knew this, for he ha kept his past to himself. They were married in the Dragon gady's castle which stood on a high hill overlooki t e small village. The day after the arria the Dragon Lady's husband was killed in Q bull fight. The Dragon Lady mourned constantly, for she had loved her husband deaqu. he became so sad and lonely she decided sheew uld never be happy again. he day she went to the liff's edge .-ef-- saying, ff tidie, I TKKE all die with him. Yb .c She jumpe off ' to thEI,i . ill ee h h5TT?iEngEEEE::S::;bu stay there long enough you will hear her weeping over the loss of her husband. Well, now to get on with my story. As I was saying, I lived on these islands for about a year and a half. So I was able to watch this celebration. It was something to see. The people feast and dance one whole day and night. Their meals are different from their every day menu. For these feasts they kill wild boars which liVe on the island. They roast the boars in huge pits along with coconut halves filled with nuts and berries. The wild berries are removed from the coco- nut halves and soaked in papaya juice. Later these are eaten as a dessert. The baked boars are sweet ened with coconut milk. Just at dawn of the next d ey climbed u i ' ea. Lady appears,Qn.the water A 7 uw ., -still thinks x of the iSIands I CNA --.. x' a 5a. when she begins to weep they go down the cliff t0 the Village. I accompanied them up the cliff for I did not believe that the Dragon Lady C:tld be seen in the water. I stayed on the cltff long after the natives had descended. I looked into the water for a long time, but I could not see anyone. All of a sudden a beautiful woman appeared on the surface of the water. She had coal black hair that hung down over her shoulders. Her face was very beautiful too. Long black eye lashes borderd her jet black eyes. Her lips were perfect in shape and blood red in color. She wore a robe of deep purple velvet. The robe came to her ankles. On her feet were golden sandals. Her skin was white as snow. She lay in the water weeping violently. Suddenly she rose up out of the water and float- ed up the cliff. Her feet never touched the steep bank. When she reached the top, she told me to follow her. I was so surprised that there really was a Dragon Lady, I had no choice but to follow. We walked for what seemed like hours. Ahead was a huge stone which blocked our way. when we reached it I was shocked to see that she walked right through the rock. She called for me to follow so I stepped through the rock. The sight which met my eyes was a gorgeous one. I had entered a room too large to be measured. Its floor was of rich hard wood. The furnishings and draperies were of the richest sort. She bade me welcome and told me to make myself comfortable. The sofa I seated myself on was of deep blue satin with ivory legs. On a cut glass table in front of me I found jewels of rare beauty. When the Dragon Lady ap- peared again she bade me to follow her. As we walked through room after room, I noticed that they were all very elaborately decorated, I counted twenty and then lost count. Finally we entered a room which she said was to be mine. It was in this room I stayed for two days. I had everything I wanted except food. This was brought three times a day. My room was about half the size of the first room I spoke of and beautifully furnished. On the morning of the third day the Dragon Lady came into my room for the first time. She was wearing a black robe with the same gold san- dals. She also was wearing the most gorgeous necklace you ever saw. It was of pure diamonds, She sat in the high backed chair and talked to me for a short time. When she arose to leave she got as far as the door, stopped, turned and faced me, then fell to the floor. I rushed over to her, she was dead. I removed the necklace from her neck, and saw that it had sharp thorns on it. The thorns had cone tained poison, for I saw that some had remained on them. I left and returned to the village, telling the natives what had happened. They returned with me to the castle. We found no trace of either the Dragon Lady or the necklace. I learned from the natives that the black robe was a sign of death. We returned to the village and I left the Hindo Islands immediately, trying to for- get the awful incident. I have told you my story as it happened six years ago. LINCOLN JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT COUNCIL LaMar Gagon Ferrell Reed Richard Gordon Fred Clayson David Dickson Mr. Gary Keetch President 9th Grade Pres. Stage Manager Radio Reporter Stage Manager Faculty Adviser Julie Anderson Beverly Prescott Ann Bunnell Sandra Gillman News Reporter Historial VicE-President 8th Grade President Jeanette Rohbock Diann Rowley Vickie Peterson Gayle Cameron Secretary Program Chairman 7th Grade President Historial WELCOME TO OUR SCHOOL Carl Ellis 7 Russell Olsen 8 Robert wit: 7 Pamela Warner 9 Randy Smith 7 David Christen 7 Randy Bell 7 Donna Thatcher 8 Neola Young 7 Valerie Johnson 7 Joan Roveto 8 Cathy Christen 9 Brenda Young 9 Karen Olsen 7 Kay DeLong 8 Days of Horror by Dorothy Fielding I shudder to think of the many ways that men were punished in mid-evil days. Ways that were horrid and ruthless and bold- to talk of these makes my blood run cold. A coffin with slowly closing door, that held twelve spikes, or maybe more. Tongues and ears were slashed away and then set up for a public display. Or chained to the sand 'neath the burning sun, more and more often these things were done. Pulled on a rack 'till your innards were out, burned at the stake 'till your ashes -- about. Tied to a wall near some flesh hungry rats, with only the squeaking of evil-eyed bats. Hung by the thumbs from the rafters so high, and with only the vultures to croak and fly. To be boiled in oil, or drowned in mud, these are the things that chill my blood. Rain by Lorna Hodgkinson Pitter, patter comes the rain Knocking on our window pane, Sometimes soft and sometimes loud; Sometimes it comes in a great big cloud. Rain to me is somewhat frightening, Especially when thereis thunder and lightening. But still its fun to watch the rain If you are behind a window pane. Taffi by Marsha Thomas I found him starved and almost dead He was too weak to raise his head I picked him up and took him home, For now lid keep him for my own. I fed him meat and milk to keep strong He was fat and healthy before long. I gaye him understanding and lots of care Both fun and excitement we did share! With eyes as brown as chocolate drops A nose as black as night A curly tail that's quite a pro At wiggling left and right. This little pup has won my heart I hope that we will never part. He is so cute and sweet With his little white tail and feetf I hope that together we will always stay, For this little pup has made my life both wonderful and gay. He has a brand of beauty that belongs to him alone, This little dog called Taffi I will forever call my own! Little Black Sambo tBible Versiony by Norma Bellows Chapter 1 Now in the time when Edward was King and when hair was naturally black, there dwelt in the laud a certain lad called, Little Black Sambo. He was the son of Black Jumbo, who was the son of Black Jumbo the third, who was the son of Black Jumbo the second, who was the son of Black Jumbo the first, and the years of Black Sambo were four and seven. Now Black Mumbo, who was the mother of Black Sambo, who was the wife of Black Jumbo, made Black Sambo an exceedingly beautiful pair of blue trousers and a coat of red in color. Now when Black Jumbo heard of these things that had come to pass, he departed to the market and traded some camels for an umbrella which was green in color. And a pair of sand- les with many straps and then soles. And lo, and behold, there was a great re- joicing of Black Sambo in his garments of many colors. Now it came to pass that wandering in the iorest one day, Black Sambo befell upon a mountain lion. Now the trembling of Black Sambo was great, because the animal was going to devour him. Said Little Black Sambo, If you will but let me be, I will give you my coat which isA' red in color. The lion took the coat and said, Now I will rise and be gone because I am the grandest in the forest. Continuing his journey, Black Sambo be- fell upon number two lion, who was also exceedingly hungry, as the lion of before was. Behold, now he had to part with his lower garment, his exceedingly beautiful pair of trousers; which was blue in color. Now all hail; From the grandest to behol your eyes upon. Rejoiced the lion. Now Little Black Sambo's Seart w 5 fi led k with sorrow. But this w i e 1601.95! sorrow, he then befell upon number thr lion. a,xetttt' y And he also, was exceedingly hungry, and made it be known to Sambo he was going to eat him... 6h gracious one, I will give you my sandals with many straps and then soles, which may laden your ears. Thus being done by one and four lions until all Black Sambo's exceedingly beauti- 8 ful garments were gone. Now it came to pass, that all which had transpired had made Black Sambo's heart sad and heavy. Woe, woe, rob not the poor, because he is poor; bow down thine ear, and hear the words of the wise. And when he heard the angry voice of the lions, disputing over who was the most grand, he hid himself in the forest. And when he saw what had happened, Black Sambo gathered together his clothes and returned to his home. Now it came to pass, that when Black Jumbo came upon a certain place in the forest, he found great piles of honey, which he gathered and took home. Now Black Mumbo spread before them manna and honey and they did eat. And it came to pass, Black Sambo did most. One hundred and seventy-ni-A portions of it. f Joyce Axton Bob Mott Gladean Gillman Fred Masterson Sandra Goad Vicky Murdock Michael Jennings Ken Nelsen Lester Jepperson Harold Nicol Dawna Peck Clark Robinson Gary Rosenlof Marilyn Paystrup Vice-Ptesident NINTH GRADE Steven Barnes Edward Bunker Brent Cahoon Kenneth Clark Ted Davis Doug Dennison Reese Fillmore Lewis Jacob Lloyd Johnson Jay D. Lloyd Sheldon Lundeford Donald Noel Farrell Reed President Raymond Peterson LeRoy Pulham Bryce Rawlings David Seeley Laraine Johnson Secretary Johnny Slater Alan Smith Billy Smith LaRelI Sorensen Ronnie Stubbs George Vert Paul Wells Paul Wilding Larry Willson Linda Adams Phillip Ahlstrom LuJean Anderson Sydney Allen Norma Bellows Louie Berntsen Craig Billings Margaret Bishop Ann Eunnell Marilyn Carlson Mary Carrell Dwight Carter Lennis Carter Stanley Carter Connie Clayburn Stephen Cranney Kenneth Edwards Rita Hallstrom Rosemary Hodsen Alaece Jensen Christine Johnson Boyd Jones Allen Lowe Scott Miller Pam Murano Vernon Nelson Lorraine Peck Larry Peterson Paul Reay Carol Roberts Linda Russell Joellen Smith Sherrie Taber Steven Thomas George Young Jeanille Zubeck J im Fowers Robert Harding Steven Young Diane Boulton Anita Eowdish Carolyn Carter Elaine Eastmond Cheryl Eldredge Dianna Francom Patsy Gordon Karen Grimes Janet Hardy Marlyne Harris Diane Hills Jeannie Hopkins Gale Jacobson Laraine Johnson Nelma Kissel Susan Madsen Judy McEwen Alice Payne Sally Pledger Judy Sayler Linda Slater Nancy Trunnall Carolyn Vincent Sherell Wilberg Bob Ashdown Wayne Baum Jon Beckwith Mary Bishop Melvin Christensen Larry Clark Shari Cook Dyann Dyer Kent Gray Wayne Guymon Robert Loveridge Wayne Miller Nyla Muhlestein Gary Peterson Kent Reese Renee Rich Guy Richards Steven Smith Steven Summers Paula Taylor Wayne Ware Don Ballentyne Scott Bridges Eddie Buys Chad Campbell Calvin Carrera Richard Christensen Hyrum Cossey Gordon Crandall Ronald Farrell David Findlay Dean Gibson Jimmy Harrison Richard Layman Frank Leetham Doug Loveless Richard McKellar Dennis Randall Robert Reese Ivan Sanderson Woody Shannon Stan Southam Brent Terry Steve warwood Gary White Mike Willingham Larry Barney Shauna Burgon Lars Christensen Barbara Dennison Linda French Paul Gillespie Glen Hegsted Pam Hoover Sandy Hoover Shanon Hughes Dona James Karen Jewkes Dennis Kirk Roselita Martinez Kenneth McGee Terry Murdock Imo Olsen Sharon Perry Loye Ann Scott Steven Wagers Carolyn Wagstaff Robert West Frank Wilkinson Dean Anderson George Billings Dennis Butler Tom Carter Fred Clayson Bill Frisby Rodney Gardner Doug Hancey Craig Hawkins Judd Humphreys Danny Jones Richard McClure Joe McGee Janice Peterson Mike Peterson William Sessions Frankie Shinkle Janet Sorenson Charlene Shurtz George Stephenson l2 Wendall Stoddard Robert Aliphin Kenneth Anderson Richard Bullock Becky Campbell Neil Collins Mike Dimick David Dickson Tracy Eyre Gene Franklin Lamar Gagon Alene Gardner Audrey Gillman Phillip Goodrich Richard Gordon Ruth Guymon David Hoidauay Claudia Hutchings Rita Johnson Paul Langager Jolene Laycock Diane Nielsen Cheryl Olsen Betty Parry DeVan Pierce Jackie Quist Ferrell Reed Cherry Rhoads Dale Shumway William Spalding Jan Stratton LesLee Taylor Dennis Thalmann Judy Tucker Audrey Ungerman Karma Vernon Kay Walker Caludia Witt Phil Yergensen Diane Allred Julie Anderson Diane Andrew Gayle Bellows Ramona Blake Linda Brooks Susan Bunnell Belva Coachise Mary Corak Diane Cropper Diane Dennis Deanna Billion Sandra Fitzwater MaryLyn Burningham Donna George Linda Cluff Chris Hacking Bonnie Holdaway Carolyn Kitchen MaRia Lee Naomi Lunceford Susan Manson Joyce Newman Trudy Nielsen Barbara Olsen Nanette Harvard Arlene Olson Judy Overman Karen Palmer Marian Pierce Linda Penrod Joyce Peterson Catherine Pyne Judy Pyne Anita Rawlings Marilyn Rawlings Barbara Rowley Donna Rushton Darleen Sabin Mary Ann Skinner Faye Stevenson Marsha Stocking Charlene Sunday Evelyn Taylor Elaine whetten Bonnie Whitaker Carol Whitaker JOAnn Wilde Sherrie Wilkinson Shirley ziegler Betty Arnoldson Jackie Asay Linda Brereton Judy Craig Sandy Cross Helen Davis Barbara Hathcock Dorthy Hawkins Donna Johnson Deaun Kirk Sandra Larson Lorna Nangum Lynda McEwan Brenda Miner Kathy Nielsen Noreen 6penshaw Susan Ostler Marilyn Paystrup Bonnie Peterson Beverly Prescott Lorraine Pugh Jeanette Rohbock Diana Rowley Sandra Shepherd Linda Shumway Kay Byard Ruth Anne Soles Carol stratton Judy Terry Darlene Tolino Kathy Wagstaff Diane Weenig Judy Wells Sandra Brown Janet Case Patty Christensen Mary Christianson Pat Collins Veline Cragun Roylene Bearing Vicki Dowding Pat Farrer Rosemary Fausett Charlene Hardman Gail Hill Kathleen Hinckley Pat Ivers Virginia MacMeekin Cathy Meldrum Janet Peterson Lani Prestwich Rose Mary Schroder Mattie Spendlove Launa White Laura Williams Tamara Wilson Buddy Bath Ross Barlow Doug Barrier Steven Baugh Owen Black Alan Boyack Jim Butterfield John Childs Bruce Cowley Paul Cox Joe Dimick Wayne Dexter Shirl Ferre Bill Gappmayer James Jacobs Robert Jacobsen Marlow Jaques Michael Jensen Brent Johnson Dennis Jolley Boyd Jolley John Maughan Kelley Pyne Peter Ringger Dean Rowley Evan Skinner Larry Skinner Kent Stewart Robert stone Richard Sullivan George Taylor John Wasberg Jimmy Wilkerson Kieth Winger Joe Wyatt Brent Zobell JoAnne Beath Gary Bennett Doug Brown Virginia Christensen Kathleen Gubler Matica Pace Jimmy Davis Ronnie Davis Alma Davis Larry Evans Dorothy Fielding Irene Francom Phil Glenn Leslie Hammond Victor sessions Karla Handley Paul Thornburg Michael Jackson Linda Johnson Gary Loveless Steven Nelson The Mystery of the Lunar 11 by Paul Stratton It was early in the morning on January 30, 1989. The men were going through the last minute checks on the beautiful sleek rocket ship Venus. The crew of ten made the ascent up into the crew quarters. One minute to go! called the ground manager through the loud speaker as they strapped themselves into their foam rubber beds. They checked all the dials, nobs, and other things to make sure everything was perfect. Then the manager began the final countdown, Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five. As the count- down progressed, the crew became tense waiting for the final word. Four, three, two, one, blast-off. There was a mighty roar as the engines ignited. The crew sank into their beds as though about one thou- sand pounds had suddenly caved in on them. This lasted for about six minutes then there was the complete opposite,weightlessness. The crew slowly unstrapped themselves from their beds and began to make the usual routine checks on the ship. Then, as the speed was set and the direction fixed, they settled down for the long journey to Mars. This was the third expedition to set out on their way to Mars. The first ship, the Lunar 1, had exploded soon after reaching space. The se one ship, the Lunar II, had landed on Mars and was never heard of. The mission of this third ship was to land on Mars, locate the missing rocket, find out what had happened to it, and find the crew or what was left of it. As the months dragged on, the crew grew more and more anxious to be on Mars. F. ally, after about nine months, they land- ed on Ma:gxe As the were exploring the surface of the moon, the capt in of the party suddenly Vanished into the dust t at covere Mars. They tested the ground aroun where h had vanished and dis- covered that ther was a V y large crater here that had been fill d with d st and the captain had f llen into thi dust-fi led crater unexpect- edly. ince the du t was ver fine and light all they had crater to As the d st began to clear from the era er, a lar e mass ould be seen. Wt;- all the ed they saw the Lunar with the captain just bene. h it. ed over hie out- side of the hip the only thing wrong with it v.5 es were clogge- with dust. Just as and continue thei the door of the shi'. Lunar 11. When they e e a l s fely back at 2 Venus, the captain of h L nar 1 related whaai had happened. The Lunar 11 had landed by accident in the dust-filled crater. He had found this out when he opened the door of the rocket ship and saw the dust that covered them. When he tried to fire the engines, he found them clogged with dust. He de- cided that the only thing to do was to live as long as possible on the ship's food supply, hoping earth would send somebody to find them. With their mission completed, the rocket ship Venus blasted off for earth. They had found the ship and the crew and had solved the mystery of the Lunar 11. Christmas Night Fight by David Mecham It happened in December in 175 Washington was certainly in a terrible fix; Cornwallis moved in to make him give . During the night the British slept soundly, But George Sneaked around on the hard frozen ground. I To Princeton he went with a gleam in his eye, He captured that town with a Victory cry. And this is the story of only one fight, But George won the war with a wonderous might; Freedom and justice in a national way. Home Lincoln's Theme Song by Dorothy Fielding On the grounds of dear Lincoln A11 planted with grass. I found my old lpop' bottle A11 covered with trash. I felt sort of guilty, That I'd left it there, But every one else does, So why should I care? by Charmain Rasmussen The wintery snow was falling fast The wind was very bold He'd blow from the north and then from the south And make it icy cold. But in the cozy home near by Sat three happy bright eyed children with a bowl of chili, nice and hot To warm them and to fill them. That's not all that's in their home, For in their home there's love, Plus joyous hearts and happy thoughts And thanks from God above. Sad Story by Susan Bunnel 1 One fateful Friday afternoon, I was minding my mother's matters. I started out, with a jug in my hand, and came back with my trousers in tatters. I'll tell you the story, if patient you'll be, of the heifer, the bull, the fence and me. Out of the house, over the grass, all the while humming a tune. Down through the orchard, struggling in weeds, would this job be over soon? My errand this day, for my guppie I'd been sent. I set down the job, climbed over the fence, all the time watching the wire. No thought did I give to the danger that lived, where, oh where, was the town crier. The heifer and bull were feeding there. They raised their heads and watched with a stare. As I got down with a nonchalant air, it sud- denly struck me I should have care. I raised my eyes, and they met the bull's, and about that time I started to move. For here came the bull with a terrible trot. He's charging me , was my only thought. Over the fence I went with confidence lent by what was running behind me. Oh unhappy day, that wire is in the way, it was something I did not see. My trousers got caught, and I ripped them alot, in my effort to get away. As I sat on the ground, bleeding all around, I watched the bull with its sway. The end of this story is funny, but true, he only came running for hay. The Web by Jerry Smith The first time any one attempted to go out-side our solar system was when a group of us fellows built a rocket called the Cyclone. It was an atomic rocket which, when launched, had everything we needed for 20 years. The closer the time came for take off the more excited we became at the thought that we were the first to undertake this experience. The thought hit us - would we make it? Or would we ever come back? One hour left and every thing was re-checked and in working order. Our blood pressure was going up'with excitement. One minute to go and we were all strapped in for the take off. 10-9-8-7-6-5-4- 3-2-1-0. Blast off!! The next thing we knew, we were watching the moon go by. We were going 5,000 miles per second and our speed still increasing. Two hours later we were going past Pluto and still going faster. Four days went by with out any trouble. We were still increasing in speed. We came to the closest star to our sun in six months. We decided to circle it until we slowed down enough to land on a planet. Two weeks later we were able to locate a planet which we could land on. Coming closer to it we could see green patches on it. From up high it looked about like our earth. We decided to land and we as got of the rocket we found ourselves in the middle of a great forest. While exploring around to see all we could see without getting out of sight of the rocket, we suddenly came face to face with a weird creature which resembled a spider, only bigger than a man. We tried every thing we had at hand to kill it but nothing would effect it in any way. This creature captured us and took us to a cave where it had captured other creatures which resembled us. A Hard Job by Lorna Hodgkinson If you think a bunny can never be funny Just wait till some day when it snows; Then gather such facts as you can from his tracks And tell, if you can where he goes! These things, which looked like us, we decided must be people who inhabitated this planet. We tried talking to them but to no avail. Finally through sign language we learned that this creature at certain times would capture any thing it could and put in caves. Then for another period of time it would hibernate and live upon its captives. No matter how hard we tried to escape we were unable to penetrate the strong web which covered the entrance. We knew we had little time left before the creature would be back and when he did come back, we would be doomed under his power. We had to think fast. Finally we remembered that one man was left back at the rocket ship who probably could save us. It was our only chance. We finally made contact with our small radios which we kept strapped to our chests. We told him the only thing we knew which would penetrate the web was the electro guns. On his way to free us, the man came face to face with the same creature. But before the creature had a chance to get hold of the man, the man shot it with the electro gun. The thing Vanished like a puff of smoke and our man was able to free us and all the other prisoners. We decided right then this was no place for us humans, so we returned to the rocks: as fast as we could and headed yer home. L x. Finland by Shari Cook The Finns' ancestors were sailors, hunters, and primitive farmers who came to this Finland territory two thousand years ago. Their language is related to the Estonian and Hungarian. So they probably were in close association before they settled in their present homelands. The early Finns, though brave and hardy, were conquered in 1157 by the King of Sweden and were converted to Christianity. They guarded their own customs jealously but readily adjusted to Swedish rule. For the next five centuries Finland was a part of Sweden. In 1710 Peter the Great of Russia entered in- to a bitter struggle with Charles XII of Sweden and overran the whole of Finland. Sweden tried to regain it and did keep the western part. Russia took over all of Finland in 1809 and guaranteed the Finnish constitution. His successors did not keep the pledge but attempted to make the country Russia. The Finns resisted stoutly. The outcome was the Declaration of Independence of December 6, 1917. But the Finns had to fight the new Russian state armies to make good their freedom and not until 1919 was the Finnish republic set up. Events seea sawed from 1940 to 1945 but after the war Finns had to give some of their territory and also spec- ial privileges to Soviet Union. Finland lies as far north as Alaska. About one-third of Finland is north of the Arctic Circle, but the country is fairly warm chiefly because it lies near the Gulf Stream and several seas. win- ters are long and cold, and summers are short and sunny. In northernmost Finland the midnight sun makes daylight last day and night from the middle of May to the end of July. The great glaciers that once covered northe ern Europe make rugged lines of scenic hills and placid, twisting lakes. The forests spread over and between the ridges down to the shores of the lakes. The seas rose for a time and left a heavy clay soil that covered the south part of Finland. the forests here are thick and farming is most productive. The rivers are filled with rapids and excellent for generating electric power. The forests and lakes of Finland form the country's most important natural resources. The forests which cover three out of every four acres of land contain valuable reserves of pine, spruce, and fir trees. The lakes are joined by streams and canals so they form waterways which lumber men used to float timber to the mills and ports. Finland has few minerals, but coppen nickel and iron deposits have been mined since the 1930's. Limestone and granite furnish materials for many of Finland buildings. ggggggSGEEhment has been a republic since 1919.s:The president is elected for six years and they have a House of Representatives of 200 members for three years. There are fifteen electoral dis- tricts with 300 members that elect the president in office by popular vote for every four years, on the basis of proportional representation. The people can vote in Finnish national elections when they are over 21 years of age. In 1906 Finland be: came the first country to allow women to vote. The political parties are the Social Demo- crat, Agrarian Union, Democratic Union, National Union, Swedish Peoples' Party and Finnish Peoples' Party. Each province has a governor which is ap- pointed by the president. Councils which are elected for three-year terms govern in the provinces. Finland has complete freedom in religion and 96 out of one hundred belong to the Evangelical Lutheran Church. Others belong to the Protestant Churches, or Roman Catholic and Jewish Faiths. The population of Finland is 4,056,027 and there are 34 persons to the square mile. Sixty nine percent live in rural regions while thirty one per- cent live in urban. Finland lies in Northern Europe and is bord- ered by Sweden, Norway, the Soviet Union, and the Giuf of Bothnia. Finland is smaller than the com- bined areas of Minnesota and Mississippi. The principal cities are Helsinki, Truku, and Tampere. Helsinki, the capitol, is the chief port of Finland and has a population of 376,554. It was founded in 1550 and became the capital in 1812. It lies on the northern shore of the Gulf of Finland, about 190 miles northwest of Leningrad. It carries on a large trade in farm and wood produets with Great Britian, Germany and Sweden. Its chief man- nfactures are sugar, tobacco, machinery, shipbuild- ing, linen and carpets. The city is the center of culture and education in Finland. The Olympic Games were held in Helsinki in 1952. Truku has a population of 192,804 and is the second largest city. It was founded in 1157 and was the capital of Finland until 1812. It serves as an important port for lumber and dairy products. Tampere has a population of 191,504 and it was founded in 1779. It is Finland's chief manu- facturing center. - Finland's green gold is its trees, mostly pine, spruce and fir. Forestry is closely related to agriculture because so much of it is owned by farmers. Lumbering and woodworking are first among their industries. They produce plywood, pulp, cell- ulose, paper, veneer, wallboard, furniture, and lumber for buildings and ships. Other industrial products include metals, textiles, leather, pro- cesses foods, ceramics and glass. Most Finnish industrial plants have fewer than 500 workers. Less than one out of every 10 acres of Fin- land is farm land. But about four out of every ten persons make their living from farming. The aver- age farm covers from five to twenty-five acres. Most Finnish farmers raise cattle, and crops of potatoes, oats, barley, white rye, wheat and hay. Lumber products, metals, and dairy products are the most important exports. Imports include raw materials, manufactured products and food. Finland trades mostly with Great Britian, the Americas, west Germany and the Soviet Union. A11 children.in Finland are provided with free education in public schools. Ninty-nine out of a humdred can read and write. Finland has three universities, four commercial colleges, a technolog- ical institute and several teachers' colleges. The Finnish people love books and sports. To them, a good life is important for improving both the mind and the body. War by Dickie Jarvis War is a very dangerous thing, It makes me shiver inside. And when I think of all those men, Who suffered bled and died. It makes me very proud to know, America was their pride. Bob Butcher Lynette Groneman Gayle Cameron Jean Hamblin Sherri Clark LaDeawn Hamilton Paul Collins Charlene Harding Randy Finch Jan Hawkins Bill Hamard Steve Holfcrd John Hopkins Sandra Gillman President Reed Harris Vice- President EIGHTH GRADE Craig Huntsman Nicky Jones Carma Murdock Gwen Williams Leslie Jakeman Gene Lindquist Peter Svendsen David AUPM Diane Jensen Anita MacDonald Stan Tislow Wendell Bates Rebecca Jensen Analee Mott John white Johnny Beagley Richard Clark Secretary Anita Bishop Carol Christensen Betty Bitsilly Steven Cross Gayleen Bullock Michael Dalebout Carla Christen Gerald Day Dorinda Dennis Dee Dittmore Lynette Downs Marva Drury Kennth Elmer Clint Ercanbtack Norene Frandsen Kirk Granat Annalee Greenwood Lyle Hersh Don Hinkins Lee Jennings Dave Leonard Peggy Lyons Dale Penrod Keith Rowley Paul Stratton Ilona Wiley Linda Greaves Lynda Hegarty Karen Laird Elsa Kay Weenig Bill Ferguson Gary Hubbard Kenneth Mitchell David Oak Kathleen O'Neill Vickie Ortega Clyde Perry Jerris Pikus Lola Pyne Sherry Riches Duane Tolman Larry Stone Jerry Rigby Evelyn Robins Deann Rowley Byron Sargent Carlos Smith Jerlene Smith Stan smith Joan Sorensen Esther Stokes Fern Swarts Sharren wells David West Kenneth Wilkinson Linda Wilson Robert Young Sheila Young Orin Zimmerman Sherry Aiken Marina Allred Joanne Bell Dennis Bellows Eric Benson Mary Billings Howard Bitter Sherlyn Brereton Dee Ann Eyland Betty Christensen Ronald Clayburn Dixie Cook Bob Cossey Kent Davis Johnny DeEruyn Alan Gillman Craig Hamard Rodney Ivie Bill Jacobson Dickie Jarvis Gerald Johnson Ronald Jolley Lary Liston Randy Packer Charlotte Poulson Robert Pusey Dean Schauerhamer Eldon Shinkle Douglas Allam Linda Bird DellaMae Clark Beverly Cline Leslie Faden Melvin Ferguson James Gardner Ann Holman David Hooley Larry Horlacher Colleen Huitt Peggy Jacobson Jill Jameson Dick Jeffs Carol Johnson Dale Johnson Dale Kerby John Laudie Laurel Dean Lill Van Maycock Eileen McAdams Marilyn McKinnon Philip Ohmie Clyde Oliphant Steven Price Bobby Talbot Dick Van Tassell Vickie Anderson Andrew Barnum Linda Barter Mary Bird Chris Brittain Rosalia Carter Larry Cook Reed Franks Lynn Hersh HY Hills Sharon Huff David Kirkwood Albert Loris Kenneth Lowe Robert Mace James Russell Harold Smith Douglas Wentz John Williamson Dale Aiken Katherin Allen Leah Baker Kenneth Baum LaJuna Behunin Janice Burr Kirt Bussio Jimmy Coomes Janet Compton David Daley Sandra Butterfield Lona Elmer Lee Carroll Richard Clark Sandra Clayton Dennis Coleman Cherelyn Goudy Suzanne Hall Michael Holdaway Irene Hunter Sharane Jessop Linda McCandless Larry Mize Karen Nelson Roy Pagon Susan Pratt Judy Slater Jerry Smith Stephen Standifrid Karleen Olsen Doyal Stewart Carol Williamson Kenneth Eetts Mike Buckley Kenneth Fox Kathleen Lee Steve Nielsen Linda Ostler Jon Peterson Becky Rawson Perry Rigby Sheila Ripple Robert Rogers Beverly Rollins Gayla Rowley Radia Rudd Linda Smith Dix Sorensen Afton Stanley Ann Stratton Sheila Swink Jerry Taylor Frank Todd Mike VanDorn Norma Walton Kent Ward Joyce Warner Darla wheatley Chuck Widdop Hike wilberg Marilyn wiley Stephen Young Vickie Adams Colette Anderson Ema J0 Bascom Barbara Blaylock Joan Brindzak Eileen Burr Connie Cannon Doris Christensen Donald Gladden Katharine Goad Merlin Goods Janice Hanks Sheryl Hansen Sheri Hansen Reed Harris Linda Huhtala Bruce Hutchinson Linda Jensen Marianne Johnson Camille Kiger Michelle Lambson Betty Leax'itt Leslee Madsen Robert Marrott Beverly Mott Lynnita Park Sheryl Perry Paula Rasmussen Judith Ritz David Shaw Rosemary Thatcher Ronald Farley Linda Jensen Bonnie Kirchoff Robert Nelson Dan Crandall Mathn Grass MEWin Brown Joyce Sterman 3111 Thompson Robert Erickson Dennis DeStJeor Gary Knight Dorothy Nichols Susan Davis Carol Horton Bill Patton Craig Ward Greg Thompson Lillian Gillian Marilyn Johnson Karen Kofford Chris Nielsen Richard Edwards Shariel JeSSOP Robert Paper Lynn Watkins Kenneth Bickford Sandra Gillman Randy Johnson Terry Leavitt Jacqueline Olsen Randy Farley Jerry Jex Wayne Phillips Norman Watts Jeanene Broadhead Kaylyn Glare Jeff Hunter Sandra McKenzie Aleen Schwendiman Karen Farnworth Craig KeetCh Larry smith JUdY Hardy Lamar Carlson Ronnie Harris Joyce Long David Meacham Joyce Wright Bob Fausett David Lisonbee Brent Sorensen Sally Kleinman Pat Davis Mike Hawkins Kay Ann Lowe Michael Mitchell Francis Camera Jimmy Fillis Ambrose Navasie Sue Ann Spisak Blake Anderson B111 Farley Dewane Ivers Susan Lunceford Susan Murphy Virginia Cox Jeanette Ford Jimmy Newberry Mensa Stratton Steve Eankhead 24 Steven anden Joann Bellows Mark Benson Susan Blake Steven Glaylock Gerald Bliss Shelia Case Steven Clark Carolyn Dastrup Kelly Davis Dorene Ferguson Bruce Flygare Lavona Garfield Billy Garner Robert Geertsen Patsy Gillman Terry Lee Cousins Lynn Hooley Martha Johnson Deanna Kitchen Stephan Kofford Robert Madsen Peggy McKeller Sherl McKenzie Barry Memmott Ronald Miller David Nelson Irene Pippin Rudy Poecker Bernell Stubbs Joe Squire Irene Blake Karen Christopherson Timothy Elliott Delvin Leavitt John Nielsen Doug Nielsen Larry Park Dianne Peters Betty Prescott VickiAnn Provost Linda Raymond Norman Rhoades Kathleen Roberts Karen Ross Michael Searle Conrad Shimada Sandra Shinkle Sherian Smith Dennis Speckman Patsy Strasburg Ellen Sundquis: Lee Taylor Sandra Terris Kathleen Thomas Pennis Tolley Sherry Waycasy Larry Wilkins Brent wood Sarah Young The Life of a Dog at Our House by Becky Campbell Oh hum!!! It was so very comfortable to be in bed that morning in June. I had made up my mind to sleep in. I was trying to concentrate on one of those dreams that you don't tell any- one about, when suddenly, I felt something moist and hairy on my face. I awoke suddenly with my shaggy dog laying her hair all over my bed. I could not make myself angry, as she looked so innocent and loving. But why, of all mornings, did she pick this one to awaken me with her pink tongue? . The next day we planned to take a short vacation to some parks in and around Utah. Of course Dusty, the shag mop, had to come along. Mother and Dad put up protest, but we told them if they sent Dusty to a vet to be put in a cage, we would go right along with her. Mom and Dad thought this was a grand idea, but since they didn't have big enough cages for us, there was no alternative. We all went! Riding along in the car was not the most extravagant experience I have ever had. There was hair flying all over from that abominable blob of hairy dog. I was just about ready to shove her out of the window. Becauge it was very warnh we decided to stop at a dairy queen for an ice cream cone. Dusty was not to be excluded. She wanted one too. We ordered five small cones and one large one for the biggest in the family. After receiving our cones, I couldn't quite understand why everyone was looking at us as though we were insane. Hadn't they ever seen a dog lick at an ice cream cone before? About three hours later we stopped at a park to eat lunch. After finishing, we packed up and took off. While watching scenery I glanced behind the car. I saw the darndest looking dog trotting behind our car. I then realized that we had left Dusty behind. Very late that night we arrived home. Before I even got near my bedroom, Dusty raced into my room and jumped up on the bed. I tried to move her, but she just growled. I ended up on the floor that night rolled up in my rug. Days went by of cutting, shampooing and peroxiding Dusty's hair. Well, she did not mind. A wedding invitation came to us one day. It was for my cousin in Washington. We then started preparing for the trip. This time, only my mother, sister, Judy and I went. We wanted to take Dusty but she was a little sick. So I kissed her good-bye and we left. All went well at the wedding and soon we were on our way back home. I was terribly excited about seeing Dusty, and of course the rest of the family. But somehow I missed Dusty more than anyone else. We drove up in- to the drive way and my sister, Myra, came running out of the house. I thought to myself Myra must not be feeling well. She had the strangest look on her face. What's wrong? , I asked. Myra then told us Dusty had died. How could someone so sweet, wonderful and companionable die? I could hardly believe that our poor Dusty had died. I kept thinking, no more waking in the morning to those loving eyes. I thought I would really be lost without her. After a few weeks we got a Syberian Sled dog. She was just little and white then. I have come to love her just as much as I loved Dusty. But I could never forget all the exa periences we had together. We named our new dog Frosty, and more than likely we will have some more little Frosties to take care of on Valentines Day. The dog in your life is more than a mere possess ion. He becomes very much a part of your way of liv- ing, subtly influencing you and your family in a mult- itude of ways you may never suspect. No matter how much you may resist, he will leave his mark on you. Perhaps make you a warmer, more tolerant person, more in tune with the good things of life. Companionship, adoration, loyalty, you'll learn more about these through your dog. And more about sadness, too, for there are those inevitable partings. For all of the little irritations he will bring to bear, you'll discover a million attributes which make the sum total of his stay in your home a pleasant meaningful experience. The Priceless but Worthless Room by Michael Holdaway It was a hot July afternoon. I was in my back yard and was dreaming of the cold Arctic. If only I could leave this miserable place. It was now ninty- five degrees in the shade. Soon I found myself on an airplane headed for the Arctic. Finally my dream was coming true. I had fallen asleep for about seven hours. When I awoke, we were in a terrible blizzard, a piece of flying ice had hit one of the airplane windows. The cold ice and snow were flying through the window with terrific speed. It had torn the leather seat to threads. Then someone in the back of the airplane yelled, The wing is on fire. Children were cold and crying and adults were praying and hoping. Then there was a huge ex - plosion! The burning airplane had hit one of the lofty peaks of the Arctic. The next thing I knew, I was lying in the cold snow. I was dressed for warm weather. I hated the cold. I hated the heat! I wished I were dead! Then ulthedistance, I saw a cosy little home, flood- ed in Arctic light. Was I insane? A house in this forbidden place. I managed to make it there. I open- ed the door. It was warm inside and the windows had no curtains. The floor was bare and in the corner there was a dinner fit for a king. I saw a door and opening it, I discovered another room. It had beaut- iful velvet drapery and woolen carpet and exquisite hand-carved furniture. There was a table of fruit in the corner. This room also had a door, and I open- ed it. This room had walls of gold and silver with furniture of lead. In the corner was some bread, meat and milk. There was also a door in this room. Finally I had gone through several more rooms, each getting richer as I passed through it. Finally I came to the last room. I opened the door, this room was of pure diamonds blended with rubys and other gems. The furniture was of solid glowing diamonds, the draperies of golden threads, the floor of polish- ed marble. I enjoyed this beauty for a few hours, for I was soon hungry. I looked for some food, there was none to be found. In all the other rooms there was food. I now remember that the same rooms that were more beautiful had less food. It was getting cold in this room of jewels. I tried to find the door, it was gone. I layed down on the bed of hard diamonds. There were my last words, I gave up food and warmth for the cold feel Of now hated jewels. door, it was gone. I layed down on the bed of hard diamonds. These were my last words, I gave up food and warmth for the cold feel of now hated jewels. Arts and Grafts by George Taylor . In the ninth grade arts and crafts this year, Since it is an all year class, we have the privilege of making large projects such as leather handbags and mosaic pictures. Mosaic pictures are made by glueing small glass tiles of different colors in any form desired. They may be glued on almost any smooth surface. When you are through glueing the tiles into place you place strips of brass all around the picture to set off the most important parts. when you are through placing the brass on the picture you take some grout which is much like plaster and place this in the cracks left between the tiles. When you are finisha ed grouting, you take some lacquer and paint this all over the picture, to protect the tiles. This type of art is quite expensive and takes a long time to complete, but when it is done it will become a prized possission, for if you would want to purchase a picture in a store it would cost you quite a sum of money. . We are required to make in a year's time, one mosaic picture, one project in leather and one in the metal project field. . At the Close of each term we are to hand in a fifteen page report on anything we choose. This is all the homework we have for each term. We have also planned to take about three field trips this year, one of which will be in Salt Lake City. We are going to have loads of fun this year in arts and crafts. Santa Claus' Nightmare by Vickie Adams In the North Pole toy shop Buzz, Buzz, was all that was heard. When all of a sudden Santa shouted, My word! He dropped to the floor, He was as white as a sheep The elves in a tizzy Started to weep. For that night was Christmas As you probably know And outside, a blizzard Was starting to grow. Santa lay motionless Flat on the floor. Not even his eyes moved He didn't even snore. The elves were all jittery And stuff of the sort, When the little elf near Santa Heard something like a snort. jumped on his bellyf'Jl-K d started to scre m, When all of a sud en Santa awoke from his dream. 9 EEW x..- ' yes artedItB shrug; He was looking at Minnie The mouse that was mine. i He grabbed her and hugged her Oh he was soooo merry And for the very first time His nose looked like a cherry. Poor Minnie was beside herself with fright, Ho Ho Ho, laughed Santa, I know what's your trouble, You think I've flown my lid Or popped my last bubble. Well, Santa said, in a laughing jest, He was laughing so hard He popped open his vest. You see, I needed a mouse For a Visit from Santa To make it more real Than just some Fantasy. I needed a mouse Who'd sit still all the while, Cause Illl need someone there At whom I can smile. Minnie was delighted, Of course I'll go! She put on her boots And ran out in the snow. Santa jumped in his sleigh To his team gave a whistle And away they all flew like The down of a thistle. B we heard him exclaim re - drove out of sight, I go: me a mouse for this ine hristmas night. 1 Stars by Julie Jensen la ,w at stars up in the skies look like millions of glittering eyes Looking down on everyone here, Some look like eyes filled with fear. For he was throwing her into the air, am! . . . nv- l. Laughing as if he hadn't a care. s!,, ,a's f Was Santa gone daffy? Was heard on the ground From all the elves Scattered round. Others look like happy cheerful eyes, And others are eyes filled with surprise, Some form great pictures in the sky That look like h ' t ' b.. Then the head little elf C ario s PaSSLDg y Stood up very tall, And started to talk In a voice so small That Santa looked around To see what was the matter, All of the elves were starting to chatterE Some are brighter than the others, Some form together in little clusters, Others roam from place to place Up in the vast enormous space. The Ocean Grave by Doyal Stewart After World War I, I had tried several occupa- tions but they had all failed. Finally, I ended up selling pencils at the street corner. During this time I had picked up a bad habit. This was using narcotics. My income had not allowed me to live in a fancy home as you could see, but a shack down by the river that I shared with a friend, Buddy Black. Buddy Black was as bad off as I. He worked for the city and his job consisted of putting dead, unidentified people in steel caskets and then putting them aboard a barge that would take them out to the ocean where they would dump them off. One day while I was working at the corner sell- ing pencils, a woman dressed in a dark dress and mink stole came by and said she would like to see me after work behind a large hotel on Center Street. I found out that her name was Mrs. Ann Drake. After work I went to the given place and one hour later she drove up in a foreign car and told me to hop in. As we drove along; she said that she knew I was a dope addict and then she said that she had taken out a two hundred thousand dollar insurance policy on her hus- band, and if I would get him out of the way I would get ten thousand dollars and a good supply of opium. I did not want to go along with the plan, but I could not overcome that terrible, weird, unbearable feeling that I had without some kind of narcotic. She told me that I could kill him any way I wanted as long as it looked as though it was an accident. She said she was leaving for Europe so it would not look like she had anything to do with it. That night when I went to bed I must have talkv ed about the plan for killing Mr. Drake because in the morning Buddy said he would turn me over to the police if I did not give him half the profit. I thought it over, and thought five thousand was too much to give to him and five thousand dollars was not enought for me, so I would have to get rid of him. I told Buddy that he would have to have a steel casket ready for Mr. Drake and put him aboard the barge . I then arranged for Mr. Drake to meet me at Pier 19. I told him that I had a message that he would be interested in. I hid behind a small shack down by Pier 19 and waited for hours. It was a bright night; the moon was full and some dark black clouds hung low. It was so quiet, but the stillness was broken by the sound of footsteps coming toward the pier. Suddenly, I could see his figure; I picked up a heavy wrench and waited. As he drew near, I took the wrench and threw it as hard as I could. It soared through the air and smashed on his head and he fell limp and lifeless. Then Buddy appeared with the steel casket and as we put the corpse in the casket, I thought what a horrible fate. We then put the steel casket aboard the barge and left. Buddy got panicky and wanted to know where the money was, and I told him that it was coming by mail. The next day the money came along with my supply of narcotics. That day the newspaper said that an unident- ified body had been identified and that the relatives of the Victim had wanted to give her a good funeral. But while looking for the corpse in the steel cas- kets, on the barge, they had found the murder Victim, Mr. Drake, and the murder weapon and were looking for the person that had finger prints like the ones found on the murder weapon. Buddy became angry and came after me with a knife so I shot him, but he managed to stab me in the stomach. After he died, I threw him in the river. I got in my car and fled to an old shack, but by this time the police knew I was the killer of Mr. Drake, and after finding Buddy's body they knew I had committed two murders. On my way to the shack, a patrol car had spotted my car and license plate, and was after me. I got to the shack and it was only minutes until the shack was surrounded by policemen and they called for me to come out. My stomach was really bleeding now. I felt so hot and my heart felt as though it was about to burst. I felt faint and I fell down on the floor. I felt so weak so very, verv weak and my feet and hands were feeling the cold tinges of death. Just then the police broke in but I knew that I would not pay for the two murders by being imprisioned for life. Science Can Be Interesting by Dyann Dyer On Tuesday, November 17, the ninth grade science classes under the-supervision of Mr. Calder and Mr. Oiler, went on a field trip to the Brigham Young University. We saw many interesting things and learned a lot too. One of the highlights of our trip was the sound room in the Carl F. Eyring Physical Science Building. This room has thick cement walls with a fiberglass outer covering so it has no actual contact with the earth. We were told that if a person stayed in this room for twenty-four hours the beating of his heart would become so loud it would become unbearable because there would be no 'place for the sound to go. We also visited the stream table room, the family living center, and the telephone exchange. We were given a lecture in the Planetarium by one of the university students. The lecture proved a fine conclusion to the interesting and enjoyable trip. We truly learned that scieice can be interesting. A My Thoughts by Janet Compton ,;l Now as I sit here today, All of my thoughts begin to stray, Yes all of my thought begins to roam, Trying to make up some little poem. I always have a terrible time, Trying to make so many words rhyme, But I'll try because its all T can do, Until this queer little poem is through. Winter Time by Sharon Ericksen Why is it that it's so very col: When winter rolls around Is it cause the old man wind Is mad at us on the ground? q; is it'cause The mean old thing Doesn't like to hear The birds all sing? Or could it be That he can't see The beauty of The spring? Christine Allen Lewana Bendixsen Steven Allen Gary Bishop Russel Anderson Earl Black Thomas Bandley Sheri Bowen Jenieh Bawden Gordon Brannin Di ck Brown Terry Eybee Wayne Burr Vickie Peterson President Melody Clinger Vice-Presidenc EVENTH GRADE Karyl Bullock Robert Christiansen Florence Dart Robert Dyer Bonnie Carter Melody Clinger Gloria Davis Gray Ekins Gary Carter Patricia Close Linda DeStJoer Michael Fenton Linda Christensen Howard Clup Eddie Dunn Allen Golding Laura Jo Mikkelson Secretary Don Hall Ronald Hawkins Randy Richardson Phillip Grosbeak Kaylen Ash Anita Backus Linda Bates Karen Camp Kathleen Clark Leonard Gordon Jerry Green Linda Harding Francis Hegarty Marilyn Jacob Julie Jensen Lora Lee Lewis Linda Murray Karol Overly Michelle Starbuck Kathryn Peterson Sandra Startin Jeffrey Pratt Cal Stevens Anita Randall Lynda Stewart Charmin Rasusssen Melody weeks Franklin Roseman Tom Whitaker Marvin Sabin Terry Wilkinson David Smith Nancy Willoughby Dale Anderson Naomi Chynoweth Gary Davis Steven Jeff Pamela Masterson Michael Oliver Marcia Park Ronald Peterson Larry Preece Lyle Prestwich Selma Puguyaoma Dale Pyne Rondo Rawlings Louis Ringger Chris Schaugaard Earl Shepherd Rex Skinner Steven Smith Jane Thacker Joan Wagstaff Eileen Wake Janet Walser Mary whitwood Mary Wilkinson Lynn Williams Ann winterton Elaine Wiscombe Carole York Karen Zobell Buddy 2011 Alma Beaumont Patsy Canfield Terry Carson David Christopherson Lee Dowdle Sarah Fielding Cathy Gillespie Jimmy Hill Larry DeStJeor Christine Lowther Karen Long Janet Loveless Brad Prescott Stephen Rich Gail Roper Bob Salisbury Sondra Schofield Charles Schumann Grant shumway Jeanette Skinner Linda Smith Richard Smith Dale Snell Janet Stratton Lanny Stutz Linda Sundquist Sherry Taylor Marsha Thomas Kerry Watson Grodon Wright Lynda Abbott Dennis Baird Ann Burton Earl Day Gordon Farmer Kim Farnworth Susan Gibson David Gillan Linda Glover Bobby Haag Vickie Holdaway Kathy Jensen Lorine Jessop Lesa Jones Arrom Kaye Steven Lloyd Clifford Mace Milton McBride Pat Mills Kent Nicol Lois Nielsen Bruce Palmer Bobby Peay Michael Pulsipher Linda Rowe Clyde Smith Hall Smith Dean Stubbs Jimmy Thorne Gary VanWagener Lynn Williams Mike Anderson Kay Christensen Lynne: Fox Marjorie Grant Leta Hansen Emilie Hughes Roger Hurst Terry Jensen Glenda Johnson Jimmy Judkins Karen Kelsey Frank Larsen Linda Lee Jerry Long Gay Madisen Larry Memmott Laura Jo Nikkelson Mary Moore Valerie Nichols Shauna Ulsen Rowan Ferry Deloy Plerce Elaine Pyne Darnell Pyne Ted Story Dennis Thatcher Randy Thurgood Robert YanCoLt Dade Waiters Linda Wilkinson Lyle Wilson Wilma Anderson Linda Brailsford Joan Brubeck Ellen Carter Darrell Chestnut Susan Christensen Paul Gross Jack Elwell Jerry Evans Jeannie Gardiner Jorja Gardner Craig Guymon Joleen Hamilton Kenneth Hansen Eddie Hansen Ora Harris Merrily Harston Eldon Harward Terry Haws Vern Herrick Lynette Hettinger Ann Hickenlooper Larry Bill Faith Hope Larry Jenkins David Johnson Karen Killpack Dennis Madsen David Mayer Diane McKean Norton Meldrum Pat Mellor LaRee Newell Rhona Omer Sheila Pierce Marianne Prince Vern Pyne Craig Robbins Jack Rowe Brent Stratton Gene Rowley Linda Thompson Phil Rowley Terryle Trane Steffanie Sanderson Gary Turpin Gail Shinkle Camille Vacher Lyla Skinner Ann Veteto Maxine Spriggs Ernest Wake Gaylene Standfird Terry Walker Carl willes Douglas Christensen Robert Cunico Dennis Elmer Peggy Fleming Linda Greenhalgh Dale Higher Teri Hoover Ross Hunt Jimmy Jackson Susan James John Johnson Radene Johnson Johnny Klein Francis Larson Ricky Lindsay Norman Long Lunell Lowe Robert Manson Christie McClellan James McNeil Byron Monroe Helen Nerdin Shanna Norman Rodney Patterson Linda Prevost Ellis Sabey Billy Taylor Bonnie Taylor Larry Taylor Sterling VanWagenen Pegge Grodon Rodney Varley Susan Huff Joy Jensen Doyle Wade Dennis Wilkinson Linda Allen Jackie Burgon Paulette Gross Ann Ford Jaynann Jolley Robert Jones David Kump Larry Liston Michael Hindmarsh Ronald Mecham Stanford Jensen Susan Shaw Ronald Stewart Pamela Olsen Michael Terry Judy Parcell Harold Trevor: Gregory Patterson Ricky Vernon Jeffrey Pearson Annette Ward Carolyn Peck Bill Wilkinson Tim Phillips Gary Ekins Kent Monsen Linda Newell John Ferret Teri Griffiths Roxie Ann H311 Jerry Hamling Lorna Hodginson Anabel Holdaway Stephen Hutchinson Joan Jolley David Kirk Max Lucas Brent Price Greg Richards Richard Littlefield Helen Richman Jimmy Llewelyn Lee Mackey Deena Nay Paul Nielsen Martha Oliphant Christine Rowe Michael Sargent Elaine Self Ruth Shepardson Tom Spivey Ronnie Thurman Greg Vernon Danny Walker Steven Wallace Linda Walton Larry West Linda Whiting 3111 Wright Sue Allman Jeff Allen Sunda Fae Adams Arrel Adams Cheryl Arm Buys Janet Brinkerhoff Eric Blackburn Douglas Bitter Dianne Beck Ronald Barrett Kim Crawford Lou Clark Jill Christiansen Gary Christiansen Dena Sue Carter Alan Carter Bryan Dutson Roger Dodge Kathleen Day Gayle Davies Neal Dastrup Lynne Dabling Janeen Eldredge David Finch Steven Gull Ronald Gcrdon Jim Garner Terry Hart? 5 Nancy Johnson Vickie Jennv'ngs Kathleen Nelson Jacqueline Shiner Paul 01a rk Margaret Downey Lloyd Evans Richard Johnson Marilyn Kitchen Rosemary Medsen Manuel Martinez Peggy Mitchell Beth Merrill Karen Nielsen Vickie Lynn Olsen Ann Marie Pyne Joan Ann Powell Phyllis Porter Susan Park Helen Peterson Shanna Peterson Brenda Jean Price Pat Rees Mancy Reynolds Crista Rhodes Kathy Roberts Shirely Ann Scott Rae Jean Schiro Suzanne Shaw Donna Smith Mary Ellen Stoddard Saundra Stoddard Barbara Wellington Shelia Wright Cherie Adams Gleneen Allan Darlene Belnap Nana Black Barbara Blake Martha Bobo Linda Branin Charonne Brown Margaret Brown Linda Carter Charolyn Chase Lorraine Clark Pavla Craig Karman Daley Michelle Fowler Ora Gourdin Gayle Griffiths Anita Hansen Linda Jacklin Lynn Johnson Susan Marrott Kay Reasor Glen Skinner Jeannine Smith Russell Stansfield Keven Sumner Tommy Sutton Virginia Terry Reid Tucker Wayne Wheatley Susan Adams Darleene Axton Lyle Baker Lorinda Becker Robert Bingham Kathy Birrell Dee Ejarnson David Boulton Esther Brown Doug Burgener Cathy Callahan Dennis Carter Gloria chidester Richard Christensen Sandra Clegg Susan Collins Jeff Cook Art Cox Don Davis Susan Elliot Sharon Ericksen Gordon Grant Robert Guymon Dennis Harrison Betty Anne Lane Erlene Partridge Leslie Read Dewayne Sorensen Marcia Eranin Patricia Garity Wayne Guymon Janis Larsen Chad Penrod Charla Richins Robert Stein Janet Strickland Michael Taylor Shirley Vincent Danny Braithwaite Carol Chapman Gerald Clayburn Evelyn Farrell Sherrie Gaggon Carl Guymon Edward Hayes Carolyn Hersh Ned Holdaway Terry Ivers Susan Jacob Tom Johansen Kristine Johnson Richard Kallas Linda Kelsey Steven Larsen DeAnna Lees Sharleen Lowe Scott Lunceford Paul McMillan Loren Messick David Muhlestein Aprile Neilson Linda Nelson Brent Peterson Vickie Peterson Tony Pino Robert Stratton Ivan Thygerson Orin Timothy David Webb Richard Adams Raymond Begay Jim Campbell Brian Card Robert Clayburn Phillip Cook Rodney Eastman Nadrene Farley Don Finlayson Vickie Lynn Gray Glenn Grofe Steve Harding Harry Heath Don Hooks 3111 Knight Buddy Kummer Richard Larsen Don Miller Rick Myers Ronald Pack. Nan Park Mary Kay Payne LaRae Penrod Susan Peterson Carol Rawlings Kathleen Robins Nedra Rowley Venna Rowley Lynda Roylance Rod Russell Wayne Stringfellow Bruce Whiting Pat Wilson Linda Christensen Laura Fausett Annette Gammon Peggy Gerber Karen Greaves John Healy Gary Herbert Val Huish Glade Johnson Sherry Kirchoff Dana Lytle Garth Miner Linda Nielsen Myrlene Simmons Greg U'Ren Nan Holdaway Roger Ivie Linda Johnson Sherrie Loveridge Gary Lee Master Sandra Nelson Mike Prestwich Lewis Thurnau Lynn Wheeler Don Houskeeper Vickie Jacobaen Brent King Peggy Prestwich Eric Tuttle Deuglqs white Speech - The Index of the Mind by Greg Thomson And after a while came unto him they that stood by and said to Peter, 'Surely thou also art one of them, for thy speech betrayeth thee,' This quotation from Chapter 26 of the Gospel of St. Mat- thew shows that when we speak we betray just what kind of person we are. For one thing, you can tell by a person's accent what country or part of a coun- try he is from. Another thing is that when people use profane language they show that they do not have a very good vocabulary or that they don't respect God or else they are just trying to act smart. Other people show by their speech that they are not well educated. For instance, a person might say, They was tryin' to get me to go, but- I ain't goin' . There are some who always use big words to try to show off, but educated people usu- ally use language that everybody can understand. Seneca was a Roman statesman and philosopher who lived about the time of Christ. He said, Speech is the index of the mind. By this he . probably meant that you can tell all kinds of things about people yhen they talk. A Tea Party in Boston By Ronald Farley One day three ships came sailing From London across the sea; They stopped in Boston harbour A11 laden down with tea. The colonists didn't like this, They said, Just wait and see! They got on board the ship and then Thew over all the tea. Then the fighting started, They called in Paul Revere; He rode around to every house And yelled, The British are here! They fought until the war was done, Then they were satisfied; They settled down to farm their land 'Til they got old and died. The Day School Ended by Sherrie Wilkinson 'Twas the day the term ended and all through the school; Not a smile could be seen-- as the general rule. For the teachers and students were enemies, you see, 'Cause report cards were out and on each was a D . You have to go home too! It's a real must, tTo hear teachers talk you'd think parents were justh. Home is a sweareword on these kind of days, Unless your card reveals you have straight A's . You hear these remarks, If I had only studied harder . It's these remarks that make you feel smarter. Well study hard kiddies and rack out your brains, It's your stupid type the school loves to train. The Trip I Never Took by Janet Compton Wednesday was the day for which I was impatient- ly waiting. Mother and Father and the whole family were waiting too. Wednesday was the day we were to go on the long trip to Washington D.C. Our family had never been together on a trip before, and finally we were going. There was much excitement in the home with everyone hurrying and scurrying around. Every one was extremely nervous and jittery. Soon night came and I couldn't sleep. My sister, who shares the bed with me, was tossing and turning, and I could easily guess what she was think- ing about. I lay awake thinking of seeing the White House and all the lights of the big city. I thought of the busy streets and subways and important men I would see. Yes, this was going to be a big ex- perience for me. Finally I went to sleep and in the morning I woke to the sound of the alarm clock. I got dressed, ate my breakfast, and then sat around all day think ing of Washington D.C. and the good time I would have there. I now had just one day to wait, just today, and tomorrow I would be on my way to Washing- ton D.C. The day seemed too long and drawn out, I just could not wait. The time dragged by, 1:00, 2:00, 3:00, 6:00, 7:00 and finally it was time for bed, just one night left. I was so tired I slept most of the night but at 5:00 in the morning, I woke to the sound of my father calling, Get up so we won't be late! I jumped out of bed and ate breakfast and got ready to leave. We were soon off to Washington D.C., going along the city streets and highways. Oh! I was so happy. Soon we were traveling along the quiet and beautiful canyon road. Time was going quite fast. We had been traveling about four hours when Mother spoke up and said, Listen! do you hear that funny noise? The car was making a queer sort of rattling noise. We kept going along until we came to the next little town. We stopped at a garage while they checked the car and said it would not go over ten more miles without stalling. Here we were a long way from home and no way to get back home. Here we all were tired, disappointed and hungry. Well, I recall hearing my sister say, Here goes our trip down the drain, but it sure was fun thinking that we were going to go on a trip. We decided to call my grandparents to come and take us home. While we waited we had something to eat. Finally they showed up and took us home; I might add that we still never have been on a trip together since this disappointing experience. Abraham Lincoln by Diane Peters Abraham Lincoln was a wise old chap, He wore black whiskers and stove pipe hat. He was a great leader in war and in peace, And his duty to his country never did George Washington by Diane Peters When George was just a child like me, He chopped down his father's cherry tree. When George's father asked, Did you chop down the tree? George sadly answered, Yes it was me. He dared to do, he dared to die, but He did not dare to tell a lie. What People Say You Cannot Do, You Try and Find You Can. by Connie Cannon What people say you cannot do, you try and find you can. This quotation from Henry David Thoreau has probably been the unconscious motto of many who have forsaken the opinions of others and have risen to triumph. One of the most famous Americans, Abraham Lincoln, typifies this quotation. Every mother, whether high or low in station, has a desire for her son to become President of the United States. Abraham Lincoln had this desire to become President because his mother had inspired him to become such. However, Abe was always laughed at, first by his friends who considered him wacky, because he liked to study rather than play. When he grew up and became a lawyer, people laughed again at his odd clothes, odd speech, and shyness. Abraham Lincoln had always been opposed to slavery and often told his friends he would do all within his power to stop slavery. His friends, although they liked him, told Abraham, 3 country lawyer could notdo anything about slavery. Many people believed him to be a country yokel. While patiently bearing criticism, Abe Lincoln bettered himself. I read a story recently of one of the world's greatest equestriennes. This lady, awakening one morning, found herself unable to move, paralyzed in all parts of her body. She was immediately rushed to a doctor who told her she had four kinds of polio. This great writer was placed in a hospital room for observation. After many operations and treatments she was paralyzed only from the waist down. Nurses tried to encourage her by telling her that she would be paralyzed but be able to walk with a brace or special crutches. However this plucky lady, not to be downed, replied, I'll be riding in the Olympics three years from now. Nurses, doctors, friends, even her husband tried to tell her this could not be so, but the presistent woman did not seem to hear them. After many tumbles, bruises, breaks, agony and a nervous breadkown, she rode again. In the Olympics three years later, people who did not know of her afflic- tion marveled at how she had improved. Her friends who knew of her bout with polio marveled that she could ride again better than ever. She still had to be boosted on and helped off her horse, but she had climbed a very steep mountain to achieve her goal. She was like the little train who said, I think I can, I think I can... and did. During the famous debates over slavery with Stephen A. Douglas, the little giant, he proved zl'dx. y,wdi himself to be an intelligent man equal to the brilliant statesman, Douglas. When Abraham Lincoln announced his decision to run for the Presidency of the United States, people laughed again. who did he think he was? Did not this raw uncouth man know that to be the president you had to have power, money, position and wealthy friends behind you? Yes, this man with none of these became the President of the United States, proving, What people say you can- not do, you just try and find that you can. Christmas is Coming by Dennis Harrison Oh hide the gifts and stir the cakes, For Christmas time is coming, About the house the youngsters prance, And mother's work is humming. Our home is bright with streamer things And presents in the making, And all the air is tingling with The spicy things a baking. Oh feed the flame and chop the wood And bring in greens and trimmings. with Christmas mirth and happiness The whole house is a brimming. There's sparkel in each merry eye, And lits are set for funning And every heart's a-tune with joy For Christmas is a-coming. Au'rog raphs WWWWH