Siskiyou Union High School - White and Gold Yearbook (Weed, CA)

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THE LEGEND OF THE SHOOTING STARS Namanaka, the old Indian squaw dozing by the fire, roused herself to look at Makwa. Makwa, who was weaving baskets, said, O Namanaka, my grandmother, cell me the tale of the shooting Stars, for I would know the story. At once the grandmother began her story: Once long ago a little star-boy in the Happy Hunting Ground be- came restless and did not frolic with the rest. He pined his life away and became dimmer and dimmer. At last the Great Spirit-of-the-Shining- Face asked, What is wrong, little star-boy? Oh Great Spirit-of-the-Shining-Face,', he answered, I would visit Earth. Why do you wish to visit this Earth-land?,' Great Spirit, I will tell you. By the sea of Hiawatha, lives a great renowned Chieftain, and his daughter whose beauty is like the glories of the day and night. Her hair is like the raven's plumage, her eyes as soft and gentle as a doe's, her lips as red as scarlet berries. All of these are pleasing to me and my heart beats for her only. Tell me, may I go, Great Spirit?', You may go, my little star-boy,', cried the Great Spirit. joyously the star fell and walked upon the Earth-land. Happily he, his sweethear: courted, wooed her, won her, swore to keep her. But-he cruelly killed her kinsmen. All the redmen were his ene- mies, and the Spirit, greatly angered, called the star-boy for an account- ing. The star-boy, having naught to say, was taken from his bride back to the sky. The angry Spirit caused him to grow dimmer-dimmer. Other star-people wished to visit but the Spirit said to them nay, and, when they, falling, tried to reach the Earth-land, put out their light, extinguished them, punished them for disobeying. Those, my son, are the shooting star-people who try to reach the earth and fail. They grow dimmer-dimmer-fade away into obscurity, punished by the Great Spirit-of-the-Shining-Face. Louise LUNG '36 McCloud High School. Gr'm'rnl Lifvnlry Sc'1'fio17 v PAGE 24

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LOOK FORWARD SECOND PRIZE EssAY Save time worth saving by keeping a jump ahead of yourself in plan- ning instead of a jump ahead of the other fellow. Have you ever seen a person in a business firm do his work in a slipshod fashion because he spends most of his time watching the other employees to see if they stand a better chance of promotion than he? Such a person can be compared to a high school student who wastefully dreams away four, or forty, minutes of a study hall period. They are both wasting time and certainly not bettering themselves in the process. Every individual trained in a high school, be he freshman or senior or graduate, is confronted by the problem of using his time to the best ad- vantage. The only way to avoid this waste of time is to plan a course of action, as a FORWARD-LOOKING student would do when he has so much work to do in a given length of time. Anyone can take three or four books to study hall with him, but to gain all he should from his courses he ought to outline his studying so he won't be too busy in one study hall and idly dreaming away another. So it is in life. Being over busy in one part of the day and toying with waste- time or pastime occupations for the rest of the day is usually the earmark of a planless individual. Rushing pell-mell down the halls when the dismissal bell rings leads to certain habits which are easy to form and hard to break. Since high school is a preparation for life, it would be well to consider the effect these mad scrambles will have on the student after he has graduated. He should LOOK FORWARD and prepare himself so that he won't make a failure of his life by hurrying through his work and thus commit errors traceable to time-wasting which he could have prevented by devoting a fraction of his time to plan-making. Keep a jump ahead of yourself by planning, instead of simply trying to keep ahead of the other fellow. VERNA Mara N1sLsoN '34 M rC1n1nl H iglr Srlnml. BETWEEN CLASSES CSince the advent of Student Self Governmentj There's a hustle and a bustle as we hurry for our books, There's a jumping and a bumping, an exchange of hostile looks, There's a hurry and a flurry, or the bell will spell our doom, There's a rushing and a pushing,-ah! at last we've reached our room. HARIKY TANNATT '37 Furl IUIIUX High Srlmol. General Literary St'l'ff0ll 1 PAGE 23

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INTIMATIONS OF LIFE A pirate ship from the East sailed into a lonely bay with only the captain on board. The captain anchored the ship and lowered the boat. He rowed ashore and landed in a sheltered cove. The captain was young and not very tall, but he stood like a small tree in the wind, and his face wore a determined look. He started up the long stretch of lonely beach. First, he hurried, and, then, as he neared the rocks that shut the beach off from the rest of the bay, he lagged as if his boots were too heavy for him. He kicked the sand before him, and the wind caught it and whirled it across the beach. In the rocks at the end of the beach was a cave towards which the young captain was going. As he neared the cave, he glanced around him as if he feared that someone were following him. He stood in the door of the cavern, a cave of mysterious shadows, and he seemed afraid to enter. Before him in the sand were footprints of others who had gone before, but there were no footprints of those who had returned, for they all led into the cave. The captain turned and looked at the sea, his beautiful ship, the golden sand, and the blue waves lapping on the beach. He sighed but turned determinedly to the cave. In the far end of the cave he could see a faint light. He strained his eyes to see further, but shadows stood in the way. That light! It was so beautiful, he could not resist the desire to see what caused itg so he entered the cave and was lost in the darkness. Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison house begin to Close upon the growing Boy, But he beholds the light, and when it flows, He sees it in his joy, The Youth, who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended- Naomi Ciiiini-,us '34 l,l'l'ktl lliiqfr Srfmol. C:I'llt'l'!II Lifl'l'lll',j Serfiml 1 PAGE 25