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

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ll.IllllE lllE PHSS BV Second Prize Essay It had been in all the papers, we had all seen the notice, read the item, and passed it over as we usually do with things that do not touch us directly, and we forget. Yesterday however, I came across a notice placed on a bullcti11 board in an obscure little town down the Klamath. The sign was hand printed and had been pushed over to a corner of thc board to make room for what IIIOSI people thought were more immediate and vital matters. But the small sign-H550 reward for anyone finding the body of 1ny sonf' signed by his mother, was a symbol of mother love. A boy was drowned in that treacherous river two months before, was finally given up for lost, and probably never will be recovered. That small sign tells anyone who pauses to think, that there is one who is still waiting and hoping, one who will never forget-his mother. JANEY SIGLER Fort Jones High School F06 Second Prize Poem Gray days and nights in this cold world, That chill you to the bone. It clutches at your very soul, You feel forlorn-alone. The world around is out of sightg You cannot sec the sky. You cannot see the house next door, Or neighbors passing by. And all the scenes that you 01106 knew Are hidden from your sightg Your world is but a wall of grey, You canit tell day from night. cc 22 an

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I did not know how long I had slept when I was suddenly awakened by a hairy, rough hand which was gripping my neck tightly. I gasped for breath, but the weight of this creature, or whatever it was which was on top of me, nearly suffocated me. I tried to put on the light, but my fingers were so numb and nervous that I did not succeed. As the creature felt me struggling to get free, he slowly released his grip. The next moment I saw a shadow jumping out from the window of my room onto the halconyg as a looked at it, it disappeared mysteriously into the darkness and silence of the night. I stood very rigid, as if I were in a tranceg and when I came to my senses, I did not sleep another wink for the rest of the night. The next morning I didn't find anything about the incident which had occurred the previous night, and no one knows to this day what this mystery was. I do not think that I would care to find out about it now because it is part of the romance, excitement, adventureg and that is Old Mexico. JOE DELGADE Weed High School I F X w BILL KELLY Mount Shasta High School cc 21 by

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You cannot see the sky above, Or those familiar hills. It blots the distant field from View And each small valley fills. lt penetrates into your heart. It seems to drag you down. That lnorhid feeling that you feel Is felt throughout the town. And as the days drag on and on, While Fall and lvinter wed, You feel that you will lose your mindg You wish that you were dead. And then one morn with heavy heart, You rise up from your hed To find the world now bright Zlllll clear The awful fog has fled. With hungry eyes you gaze upon The sights that you once knew. The hills stand out in sharp relic-fg The sky is clear and hlue. The load is lifted from your heartg It seems to leap with joy, And life seems sweet and kind again. You're now a happy hoy. That wall is gone that formed a pall Of worry over you. And now youive happy thoughts to think And happy things to do. It seems to you as if the age Of joy has just begun. Your heart is lightg your soul is free. You walk now in the SUN. llrlILTON BLAKE Yreka High School 44 23 Pb