Princeton Day School - Link Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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Naurene Donelly Everyone in the forest knew of this heffalump. It was certainly no run of the mill, ordinary, easy to snare heffalump. No, this one was completely elusive and could very cleverly conceal itself from trappers in the grass. Many times the hunters had come to the forest searching for this special heffalump, but it would always confuse them by repeating biting words of sarcasm from various locations in the dense forest making its whereabouts impossible to discover. But the heffalump wasn't elusive to everyoneg it had many forest companions with whom it romped and played until the noises of the hunters were heard. It would then quickly disappear to begin the battle: Heffalump vs. Hunter and everyone knew who always won. It was a pleasing life this heffalump led, always finding the best things in a heffa- lump's life easy to come by. 70

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Once there was a dolphin in Whom the powers of vocal communication vsith humans Cwhich has amazed mankind since antiquityb were developed to an extraordiniiiiy dc- gree. Even more extraordinary was the dolphin's interest in all the media of coin - munication which homo sapiens has thus far produced. He therefore became the spokesman for all the denizens of the sea. Soon little dolphins took to si 'i,' innning lifter him, with delightful, silvery archings and curvettings, and raucous croiikings, tit- tempting to learn how to communicate, too. So our dolphin organized schools ol' little ones, who gradually became more and more articulate, showing much promise. And the silver Whistle Which our hero wore around his neck became ii syinhol of his special link with the World of people. Gil Farr

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Sitting upon his lily pad, the contented frog wished for nothing but a serene life. He had no feeling for the other frogs hopping from lily pad to lily pad and pond to pond, never stopping and never staying. But one day, as the contented frog was just beginning to lull into his beautiful World, one of the hoppy frogs came along to talk to him. This was not uncommon but he had always been at a loss for words and the other frog had hopped off to another pond, leaving him to a beautiful but lonely world. But there was something different about this frog. She possessed the vitality to jump from pad to pad, but at the same time was content to stay on just one lily pad. She taught the frog to enjoy pad-hopping, while he showed her the joys of relaxation. Between them, they enjoyed the ups and downs of hopping and landing amongst fields of little froggies and happiness. Moral: If you like somebody's pond, take time to shake upon his lily pad. ffl? Fred y Schluter 4 fi 1' . ' 0 5 X N- 'hg. X Mfg' ,A wr A , :Ai