Sarah Lawrence College - Yearbook (Bronxville, NY)

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voice, “Save me, save me, I am a lonely little girl, and I have my foot caught under a root, and the giants are coming.” And while he was calling, he dug a large pit that was as deep as a mine. The giants and the humans heard, and the people ran out of their cellars to rescue the poor girl, and the giants came down the moun- tains to catch a wonderful prize. And from each end into the deep valley they poured, but none saw in time a dark pit and all of them plunged in. And when they were all there the giant said, “I have gone away from a place I know, hoping to find those like me, but neither of you are what I am, and you have both shown me that what I have is far greater than what you will ever know. But I will help anyone of you out of the pit, who would like to come back with me, and maybe you will find that thing which I have.” No one in the pit heard, but they bellowed and howled and trampled on each other trying to get out. And when he saw that they had not listened, he turned and started his way home. So terrible was the roar that came out of the pit, that the giants and humans from far away came to see what was going on. When they found the giants and the humans in the pit and heard what had taker, place, they cried, “Who is this giant, who can't speak like a giant? We shall trap him, and then we shall see what will happen to one who makes a fool of us.” So both the giants and the humans left the struggling in the pit, and went after the giant and by shortcuts were soon ahead of him. And on the giant’s way, there was a narrow gorge through which he had to pass. So helping each other, the giants and the humans filled in the far end of the gorge with boulders, rocks and stones, and when they had finished they hid close by the shadowy entrance and waited. Soon they heard soft footsteps in the night and saw the tall figure of the giant pass and vanish into the gorge. Then they rushed from their hiding places and blocked the entrance, and when it was done they cried. Now we have you trapped to starve to death.” And then they returned to the pit in the valley. But when they were back by the pit. the giants saw their sacks, which had been left there and they cried, Let's catch these humans that are with us first, then help the others out of the pit. and what a feast we will have. So the giants started chasing the people, grasping them and catching them, then stuffing them screaming into the sacks. But soon the giants started fighting over the sacks full of struggling, kick- ing humans, and the trees and rocks flew in the air, darkening the moon. The earth groaned in agony, and an echoing roar filled the air. Suddenly, the mountains cracked and tumbled down, then all was quiet except for a few rolling stones. At the raising of the sun, the animals came from the earth, from the air, and from the forest and helped each other to roll away the rocks and the giant of the beautiful voice was free. Page Sixty-eight

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ness by going farther.'' But the giant replied. I must go on because they call me a giant, and I must find my people.” So he went through many sunsets, through many forests, and over many mountains until he came upon fifty giants, who sat eating whole herds of cattle and drinking great beak ers of foaming mead of a vast field. When they saw him they waved beakers in the air and shouted. “Hi Ho giant stranger. Where did you come from? We haven't seen your face around here before. But come and sit down and eat, drink, and tell us all.” The giant came close to them and said. “I have come from the far north.” “What, what did he say?”, roared the giants. “He had come from the far north? Is that a way for a giant to speak? What happened, did a small child you ate last night stick in your throat?” And they laughed so hard that the mountains shook. When we speak you can see the trees bend over and break in two. they shouted. Not even the flowers at your feet tremble.” The giant turned away and he cried. I’m not a giant, and they’re not my people.” But the giants took hold of him and shouted, “Oh no. you won't go. We’ll keep you as our court jester, and we'll give you pretty things that women wear. And on him they put a dress dyed in raspberry juice, hung garlands of fern around his neck, and tied flowers in his hair. And every evening, when they had eaten, with their stomachs bulging like small mountains, they laid down and with wooden poles as long as the tallest pine, thrust him. stumbling from one giant to the other, round and around, till he begged and cried to be left alone. At harvest time each year when the moon was full, the giants had a great festival which lasted six days. They competed in hurling rocks, rooting up whole forests and com- batting each other On the sixth night they finished by having contests in catching humans and then served them hot and smoking in a big feast. Now the festival had come, and the giants had thrown rocks, pulled up trees, and fought each other, and the sixth night had arrived, and the giants took large sacks and started down the mountain calling back to the giant. You'll have to stay pretty maiden and watch the fires and the pots of boiling water. No one as lovely as you can go and catch humans.” And great was the clamor that came echoing through the night, as the giants galloped down the valley and the earth trembled. The people hurried from their beds, bolted their doors, and the men and women, carrying their children, ran down to the cel- lars. where they all huddled together shaking with fright. As soon as the giant was left alone, he tore off his dress and cried aloud. I don’t have the voice of a giant and they make me a jester, and I don't have the body of a human, so they chase me away, but now is the time to teach them all a lesson.” So quietly he ran down the moonlit mountain till he came to a large city, and he hid in the valley that was close by. and he started to cry in a distressing Page Sixty-seven

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MODERN DANCING Students of the dance are able to compose and study modern and traditional forms of dance as well as actual dancing. Contemporary styles are stressed, while traditional and classic forms are con- sidered. Page Sixty-nine