Rancho Alamitos High School - El Conquistador Yearbook (Garden Grove, CA)

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The Pep Rallies and Assemblies . . . of '75-'76 were somewhat different this year when they took to the colors of red, white, and blue. To show their bicentennial spirit Rancho had Spirit Week and its first Political Convention, in which approximately 500 students participated. Ran- cho hopes to have another next year in which they hope participation will double . 15 Lisa Cross gives her election speech. 27 Doug Richardson goes over poll procedures with Cheryl Hauenstein. 31 Delegates Wendy Stoffers and Mary Mallon, question one of the presidential can- didates. 45 Cindy Krisman giving her election speech. 53 A look at the floor prior to the start of the convention.

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MOODY SKIES Clouds part overhead . The sun shines through For only a moment Then the clouds fuse. The sky, crowded with clouds, Thick, silver, dark complexioned. Asks the wind for consolation Not knowing how to guide the Golden , heating rays through its congestion Frustrated and bewildered, the sky Cries out in a bellow of rain Heaving its load and answering Its own quest to shine and be seen. Joe Dudevoir 12th Grade Mark Glessner Rick Ratner 11th Grade 12th Grade Mike Hayes 12 Grade The Tree I looked at the tree. Darkened shells of once living acorns lie in an island of dark shade Surrounded by milky yellow light as if seen through sleep-filled eyes. The grass I sit on is a deep cushiony green, still bearing traces of the cool dewy night. I look at the tree itself: A muddy, well-water brown. Living, thriving, blemished with intricate valleys, each a disunited world in itself. filled with the constituents of a different life, insects. I look up. up, this lone citadel Towers above all else. My eye's gaze reveals mighty branches to me . The wind rustles the leaves. Down at its base a tiny ground squirrel, shades of iridescent browns and golds his fur. scurries away toward a rendezvous with fellow chipmunks. As I lean back and close my eyes, the countryside is endowed with the carolling of the birds. I listen, and peace overwhelms me . The burning sun has set. Day is done . Tim Russell 11th Grade

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