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

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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.

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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.