Seven Hills High School - Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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17 IMI I I. I? 53 1' CD IV 12 INTERMEDIATE PRIZE POEM D A W N The sun is red in the sky before me And behind is the black of the sea, And the rushes are wet with dew As they brush against my knee. Soft in the treetops the voices of birds Are ushering in the dawn, Bidding the lingering shadows of night Be on their way and gone. Dawn follows night as surely As the tides roll in from the seag So peace must come to weary worlds That struggle to be free. Sandra Hauck 8th Grade 9, SECOND PRIZE THE FROG A frog sat on a lily pad, And croaking merrily, He sailed the pad around the pond, just as fast as could be! The bull frogs croaked in envy, The lady frogs all swooned, Johnny Frog became the talk of the pond 4On that Spring afternoon! He sailed and splashed around the pond With such alrming speed, The frog Chamber of Commerce charged admission To see this wondrous deed! johnny was a hero. Johnny was a knight, For just to stand and watch him go Was quite a memorable sight! But one day as he sailed around, His paddalas, alack, Split open, zip! and Johnny fell Into the pond ker smack! The crowd all laughed. The crowd all booed. Poor Johnny was disgraced, He hid among the rushes, 'to cry and hide his face! page 51

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III I I, I? 53 7' CJ DJ Z? for he lives way back on Grandin Road by my good friend Dr. Wagner. It was a delicious luncheon. Then we went out in the back yard down to the swimming pool. I had on my shorts, never dreaming he had talked things over with Mother about teaching me how to swim. I was very surprised when he said, ujoan, I think it's about time you learned to swim. CII said, 'gOh, how I would like to! Then with a sigh I said, 'LBut, Uncle, I didn't bring my bathing suit. Then Mother left the garden and told me to come along. The next time Uncle saw me I was in a new bathing suit. lICWhen I jumped into the water it was so cold I just yelled and yelled. After I had played a while in the shallow part, Uncle said, L'It's about time you learned to swim, come along. CII Hrst learned to float on my stomach and then on my back under the water and on top. I had done all this in the shallow part. Then I put on the life saver while Uncle Waldo was resting. I went down into the deep part to try swimming, which I had seen the older people do. Suddenly I slipped the life saver off, the water was seven feet deep, all of a sudden I started to drown. I could not yell I was so scared. I was in the gully which I knew was the part I would go down in first. Suddenly the water duck came down the pool. I caught on to its tail and caught my breath. Then, Uncle saw me, got me up to the shallow part, and told me not to go down there. I played the rest of the day on a flat, wide, long rubber bed. ClfThat night when I went to bed, I was sure I knew how to swim. joan Fanlqliauser 6th Grade INTERMEDIATE PRIZE DRAWING ff? l h x-. Hg:-5.l:1e? T' jill Chapman 7th Grade page 50

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111 I IL I? I3 1' CJ IV' I? His sweetheart, daughter of the mayor, Consoled him, and said, Dear, Go find another pad and again Sail and make crowds cheer. He wed the daughter of the mayor, They were happy, he had fame, And crowds still gathered 'round the pond For Johnny sailed again! Haven jones 8th Grade HONORABLE MENTION MY SCHOOL I like my school, I like the colors true And my friends I make anew. I like the teachers, I like the books, But best of all I like the cooks. Patsy Geiger 6th Grade HIGH SCHOOL PRIZE ESSAY THE GENTLE WOMAN IN BLACK CII I lived in a totally new world-a world which I will never forget-peopled by gentle women in black. During one chaotic year of the war, when every one was making adjustments, my sister and I went to the convent to live and to go to school. The nuns moved about in a quiet, selfless, unobtrusive manner, and yet they were the main characters of this small drama of humanity. The scampering and noisy children are vague and indistinct in my memory Hlled with the many differences of these little women, who looked so much alike, because of their black habits and white caps, and still were so individual and different-the way they moved, how they used their hands, how they flipped their flowing veils, how they lifted their heads or quickly turned to face you, looking out from their little stiff headdresses. CII remember: Mother O'Shaunessey, the little portress, with wrinkled, kindly, untroubled face and friendly blue eyes, who opened the door of the sheltered community to all the variations of the outside world,-tradesmen, messengers, callers, never astonished, never affected by anything. QfNext, is Reverend Mother Lloyd, short substantial, modest and unasf suming, the matriarch by right of position of the whole community, directing and advising everyone in all matters, not looking at all such an important person but somehow making everyone conscious of her strength and wisdom and goodness. , CI Mother Bouche, on warm, sunny afternoons, escaping from the noise and chatter of a children's world to her garden where she dug and planted, and page 52