Princeton Day School - Link Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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He darted his head out a small crack in the middle of a large creiice in his quarry Nope, no one was around. So he went back into his hideout. Switched -on Bach amplified through 65 speakers, Three huge IBM 300's VflAiiSElE beat. For a Kiwi he was rather intelligent. But Kiwis aren't supposed to do the things he does, They're just supposed to he here--they can't fly away or anything. Well, one day a rnan from Madison Ave. thought that this Kivfi would look good on a shoe polish can. After all, he wasn't just any Kivii, Thus, he became knovsn all over the world. Moral: He who is a statue had better stand still. Bruce Plapinger 4? E' Q 1'1-

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l Eve Robinson The goat was a great contributor to the general sanity of the herd because it refused to take seriously matters which were never intended to be taken seriously. lt scoffed equally at cynics, unnecessary restrictions, aristocratic types, trivia, and fellow goats who insisted on taking seriously matters which were never intended to be taken seriously. You always knew when the goat was in the immediate vicinity because it was rather loud and because of the bell which it wore, as it was musically inclined and had recently been elected herd vice -pres. Clt was second only to the illustrious chief admin- istrator, Ewe Bank.D The goat was known to be rather fond of a woolly, long-haired ram from a neigh- boring farm from whence it had originally come and to which it often returned but it kept a hoof in both camps and had risen to prominence in the herd despite the fact that it was a relative newcomer. The goat had definite social inclinations, and do you know'?, they say it even entertained an Andean llama from south of the border. . . 50

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There was an otter, sleek and brown, who lived in the rocks beside the sea. The otter had many otter-friends and they spent their days playing games, sliding, and swimming. This otter was more curious than his Companions and, one day, spying a large Walrus sunning himself nearby, decided to investigate this odd Creature. He ambled over in a long-bodied fashion. The Walrus eyed him for a While, then, raising his bewhiskered muzzle, uttered a startling WOOF! The otter streaked back to his little cave in the rocks and, after- ward, stayed close to home. Moral: Contented otters should concentrate on their mudslides, rather than walruses. Randy Martin