Niles Junior High School - Milestones Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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OH WHAT A LIFE! By RUTH WEINSTEIN December fhirfeenfh rolled around wifh bofh surprises and me. Thaf's righf. you guesaed if, fhaf was when 'rhe world go'r ifs firsf glimpse of me or vice versa. Affer my parenfs learned of my arrival fhey asked The nurse fo bring me info fhe warp so-fhaf Jrhey could see if I had fhe markings of a Weinsfein. Why, affer Jrhey 1- V- nf- I 1 . . nl . . . oo err irsf ook fhey borh looked up and smiled weakly saying. So whaf if if is a girl'-and our fourfh one af Iha+. Lirfle did fhey know whaf was in sfore for fhem. When I reached fhe ripe old age of fhree, I was already a public nuisance, buf even fhen I showed signs of my dramafic abilif . I would quiefly 'rip foe 'ro my mo'rher's closef, pull down her besf clofhes and clkape Them around myself. M poor undersfanding mofher fold me I puf on such a look of innocence fhaf she didn? have fhe hearf fo spank me. I imagine my parenfs will never forgef 'rhe fime I was defermined fo become a seamsfress. I sewed fhe curfains and fhe kifchen Towels fogefher, I sfifched fhe fableclofh and napkins fogefher. I doubf if 'rhere was anyfhing I didn'f affempf 'ro sew. n Quife a number of ,years have passed since fhese devilish pranks and I can say fhis-I don r break eggs by fhe dozen, snafch handfuls of cookies from rhe cookie iar before bed. or fhrow my mofher's keys down fhe drain an more. Insfead I always gef info iams like forgeffing fhal sugar was rafioned andy deciding fo Jresf f . . one o my new candy recipes using up all fhe sugar in fhe house. Now I realize how biffer life can be wifhouf a fouch of sweefening. V Yes, fhere were many evenfful days in my life and because of fhem I couldn'l' sir for weeks. Then again we who live and learn fake everyfhing in our sfride. Ti-IE END. OUR TEACHER Our Teacher is so pleasanf, DREAMS-A TENSE MOMENT You sif oufside in fhe waifin room Q I Shuddering. shivering and shaking, You fhink al' Iasf you've come fo your cloom, And oh whaf a fuss you're making. The nexf one goes in. you hear a soff groan You sif fhere frozen wifh fear. You Jrhink fo yourself and begin 'ro moan Oh when will my furn be here? You're iusf shaking, you wanf fo scream When you find yourself awake, You sure can dream a pleasanf dream From eafing a piece of cake. ELAINE KLEBANOFF, me BEDSIDE MARY-NURSES' AIDE Bedside Mary, glowing lighr. Helps fhe sick by day and nighf, Through fhe anguish, 'rhrough 'Ihe pain, Bedsire IvIary's here again. Mary's iob is never done, From dawn unfil fhe seffing sun. Look our ladies, look ouf men, Bedside IvIary's here again. I-low she fluffers fhrough fhe ward, When she's around, fhey bless 'rhe Lord. . Though hard she works, she is noi paid, For she is iusr a Nurse's Aide. A LENORE G-ITTEL. 8BR ADELE ROSENTHAL, 8BR --40B-- I-ler face, if is so kind, Her Iovingness surrounds us, Buf whaf is on her mind? While all of us may wonder, And none of us may know, I fhink I have Jrhe answer. And you'II also find if so. She's Thinking of reporr cards And should you fail or pass, And maybe on fwo aufonyms Like laddie and like lass. She's Jrhinking of a roiecf, And a nice long book? reporf, Or maybe on a Iengfhy fesf, On why fhe war is foughf. She 'rhinks on consranfly, Of fhings you oughf fo know Bur never on a ball game Nor a fhrilling picfure show. Now friends don'+ gef me wrong She doesn'f always fhink, She's quife an ardenf lover Cf fhings in pen and ink. Our darling pleasanl' Teacher, I-Ier face. if is so kind. I-Ier Iovingness surrounds us, Bur whaf is on her mind? DONALD IvIcKAYLE. 9BR

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LOADS OF LOVE . . . DINK The Tiny whiTe ivory comb and brush seT wrapped in ChrisTmas decoraTions was iusT one oT manyfpackages lying bunched TogeTher on The cold deck of The sTeamer. The whiTe cli s oT Dover were noT yeT in sighT, buT Their beckoning Tingers lay noT Too Tar in The disTance. IT had been a Tedious iourney Tor everyone and everyThing concerned. The Tension oT delivering The cargo noT worTh much in a Tinancial sense, buT worTh millions To boys longing Tor a word Trom home, was a sTrain. This was Their insurance ThaT someone sTiIl remembered and cared. The Tiny seT wiTh which we're concerned was desTined Tor a Corporal in The X division. CerTainIy noT The handsomesT boy in The Army buT sTiII Dink ThoughT him a swell broTher. She had known immediaTeIy Iperhaps iT was inTuiTionI upon seeing The seT ThaT This was Tor Rob. NoThing To suggesT TeminiTy yeT iT wasn'T he rough and ready Type eiTher. IT was deIicaTe in a mannish manner. There was no hesiTaTion wiTh The purchase oT The seT buT insTead assurance. Assurance ThaT comes only wiTh years oT closeness. Now ThaT closeness was To be TransTerred across The sea Through an ivory comb and brush seT. Only an hour more and porT would be reached. The silver cliTTs iuTTed ouT in a rugged bleak line. AmidsT ThaT pea-soup Tog lay home Tor Thousands oT American boys. Corporal Rob Niles Tor one. The pasT day had been hard on him and The greaT black rings encircling his sleepy eyes was suTTicienT evidence oT This. The day had been wrong from The beginning. WiTh dawn had come Tive LuTTwaTTers one of which had Taken The IiTe oT his buddy. NoT an odd occurrence buT sTiIl one which Tore The very essence oT TighTing away Trom mind. I-le wanTed To sleep Torever, To run away Trom sTark reaIiT . To sleep. ThaT was The Thing. To sleep. Rob sTarTed suddenlly. I-Ie looked dazedly abouT him. I-le IisTened more inTenTIy This Time. I-Ie wasn'T dreaming. IT was here. The mail had come. I-Ie ran noT sTopping Tor an insTanT unTiI a IiTTIe whiTe ivory comb and brush seT wrapped in ChrisTmas decoraTions lay TighT and saTe in his eager hands. I-Iis Tingers Trembled sIighTIy as he Tore The wrappings away, and only The sIighTesT prayer oT ThankTulness escaped his lips as he opened The lid. All The horror oT The Tading day vanished inTo anoTher world as his eyes skimmed The lovely ivory surface. This is whaT he had wanTed. Word Trom home! I-Ie IeT his gaze drop slowly To The Tiny card hidden beneaTh The Tolds oT Tissue paper. His eyes devoured The words prinTed in dull blue ink buT all The undersTanding ThaT he wanTed was conTained in Those Tour Tiny words-LOADS OF LOVE . . . DINK. DIANA ATMAN 93 R WHO COULDN'T WANT YOU ? Tippy, ThaT's whaT I called him. I can remember The very TirsT Time I saw him. A man was dragging him Toward a car Tilled wiTh all sorTs oT dogs. I couldn'T bear To Think oT him locked up. so I Took him home wiTh me. OT course, iT was on The condiTion ThaT I give him up when his owner was locaTed. I agreed buT all ThaT was on my mind was Taking him home wiTh me, now. I-Ie wasn'T like oTher dogs, oh no, noT Ti py. Maybe iT was The way he wagged his Tail, or ThaT Tunny way he had oT TiITing his head when he wanTed someThing To eaT. I can remember so clearly all These liTTle Things he did ThaT made me love him sTiII more. ThaT's The way iT was wiTh Tippy and me. n ' Then iT happened! I guess There had To be an end To iT someT1me. Tippy wouIdn'T be mine any longer. They had Tound his owner. The ThoughT sTruck me like a blow. The Tears sTiII weT on my cheeks. reIucTanTIy I handed The dog over To his keeper and quickly Turned away. Suddenly. I TeIT a handlon my shoulder. WhaT was ThaT he was saying? I could keep him? He could be mine? HYes. :T was True. The man didn'T wanT him. I ran To Tippy and picked him up. Oh, I ThoughT To myseIT. Who COU'df + WW YOU? ARLENE STEINLAUF, 9B3 -- 40A -

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