Stitt Junior High School - Laurel Leaf Yearbook (New York, NY)

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'73 It was during my summer vacation at Shadow Lake that I was really lost for the first time in my life. The day was a wet, muggy one and was ideal for salamander hunting. Immediately after lunch, three friends and myself started off for Salamander Road eager to explore the woods in search of salamanders. We crosseda creek aware that there was no path to follow; only the direction of the creek to look back upon. After one hour the four of us had col- lected about eighty salamanders, which was pretty good. We were about to turn around and go back when we discovered we did not know in which direction to go! Howard, the oldest, told us to retrace our steps, but that didn't do much good. By this time .we were frightened to death. We had been gone two hours and hadn't the vaguest idea how to get home. All of us started to scream at the top of our lungs, but to no avail. It was growing cold and getting late. We were constantly walking, hoping to see the creek. Finally, after what seemed days, we heard the voices of our parents not far from where we were. How glad we were to see them! We rushedinto their arms, glad that they arrived just then. We crossed the creek and went home. What a day! A ' t1 adventure had turned into a terrify- ff? t3 X

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THE BEAR CUB One day I met a bear cub, while walking through the zoo, I was friendly, he was friendly and kind of cute too. He looked up at me from his cage, With a pair of coal black eyes, As if to say please take me home, Although he realized, Someday I'd have to give him up, And make him leave my home, And send him to the country farm, Where he'll forever roam. Cynthia Weir, 9-304 WATER M W Flowing, flowing, flowing in the cool WW Wwing freely like - -- ner breeze, t Nthurgling, rus .. ' the clear, cool water, , eezing the water Freezing the water God's forsaken north W Freezing the water to - Beautiful but cold, clear but bitter Only the sun can turn the ice back to water mw Flowing, clear, cool, crisp, merry water. W Alfred Wolkowitz, 9-304 W W RRuoDea 9-3;; d so gaily e blows W 40

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THE STRANGER O ce a land so far away, ,. here people were poor and sad, C e a stranger with happiness, wake the people glad. C. dressed differently in every way, , , he looked, I must admit. t to most people he was not queer; His costume for this occasion was fit, '4 The people in town all whispered and chattered, What, is this thing a man? How funny he looks, they all exclaimed, $5; 91 IiSuczh as we've never seen in this land. ngggmgwa His pani'c'lvlaljll uaggy, is hirt was torn, igggwgit And he Ed on his - d, The solew . r es could not be seen, a. l ' r e cantata; ave looked poorer, 'tis said. But still he seemed so very happy And the people took him for a friend, They gave him shelter, food, and drink And his clothes they tried to mend. As time went on, they loved him more, The people were so happy and gay. He was always joking and making them laugh, I And they dreaded his departing day. But the time soon came and as he left He could see the people's tears, For he had made them very happy, Happier than they had been in years. Who was he ? I can not say; Perhaps a king with a crown. A genius? A fool?. A thief? Or was he simply a clo 1 Irby, 9-325 .7515 GHAmes a BELL