Moline High School - M Yearbook (Moline, IL)

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,uw ...V, M ,,kk -at 2 MHS celebrates the season of giving! This year, MHS raised 358,750 for Sharejoys. The student-funded events ranged from auctions to a variety show sponsored by the National Honor Society. The money was then used to buy clothes for needy families in the Quad Cities Area. The following was written by Karen Roll. It is a person- al narrative that vividly describes the feelings that truly make Share joys special. It was cold Saturday- very cold. At 6:00 in the morning I could hardly see out my window because of the frost. The wind was shak- ing the old oaks, but little ice-covered snow blew off the branches. The carpeting even seemed cold on my feet. I put on two pairs of socks. I found boots, gloves and earmuffs before leaving the house. A mass of icicles broke when I opened my car door. I started the sluggish engine so I could turn on the defroster. Frost covered both sides of the windows. My fingers numbed after several minutes of scraping, and they did not warm up quickly in the car, either. There were few cars on the road at 7:00 a.m., but there were many in the Sears' parking lot. The door to the store's hardware section was lighted. When I walked in, a warm draft of air hit me. I went straight to the cash register between girls' and womens' clothing. I dropped my coat on the floor next to 20 others. I was handed nine sheets of paper with nine names. I found my partner, jenna Huss, and we started matching clothes to nine sets of sizes. I saw more coats, pants, and tops in those two hours than I can remember. At firstjenna and I had to search for warm clothes at a reasonable price. The more we found, the easier the shopping got. Q - Q ' w X he 1-,- For each person we started with a coat and the three-step check - warmth, hood, and price. The last step stopped us many times. But we wouldn't settle on a coat unless it was thick with warm insides. After shopping for six little men, jenna and I became near experts on finding pant sizes. Then we tried to picture them in their new jeans and corduroys. It seemed we were more excited than they would be. The more jenna and I shopped, the more emotional we got. We were upset if we over- extended our budget, but we were ecstatic if we had enough money to buy a hat and mittens. All the shoppers returned to the high school. The clothes arrived shortly in big boxes. Then the sorting-and -shouting match began. Most of the time a person standing near-by shouted one of our nine names printed on the tag four of five times before we realized the clothes item belonged to us. Occasionally jenna and I forgot we had bought it. Soon the sets of clothes were with us again and placed into plastic bags. A Christmas card signed From Moline High School and a can- dy cane were tied to the bag with a bit of red yarn. When jenna and I found the first house, we grabbed the one set of bags and locked the car doors. We followed the sidewalk through a yard littered with rusty, snow-covered toys. A small, spotted mutt shivered on the doorstep. He barked and wagged his tail when we knocked. No one answered. We returned to the car and found the second house. I opened a screen door wrapped with torn plastic and knocked on a larger, wooden door. We waited, moving constantly to keep warm. I knocked again and then looked through a hole in the door. I saw a long, bleak hallway with a narrow staircase. We decided the family lived in an upstairs apartment. jenna and I went to the car to get the Christ- mas bags. As we were taking them out, a boy came to the door and offered to help. We gave him the clothes and wished him a Merry Christ- mas. He thanked us and slowly closed the door. jenna and I returned to the first house. The mutt was still on the step, shivering and barking. jenna knocked several times before two small boys came to the door. One had only long underwear on. They were both shaking. We told them we were from Moline High School and gave them their bags. We wished them a Merry Christmas, and they whispered a thank you. The mutt slipped inside as they disappeared behind the door. The wind blew sharply, but I wasn't cold. ,www-swmmww-WWW fabovej Mr. Derouin takes advantage of the good food and music. Cleftj Preparing for a Share joys celebration, Todd Vershaw pours the punch. 19

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