Summit Country Day School - Rostrum Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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MY HOBBY Clan you guess what my hobby is? livery- thing I collect is small ancl each object is very clillerent lrom the other. I collect charms! I'hey are lrom clillerent places ancl almost every one remincls me ol a happy ex- perience. One is a little silver lish. livery time I look at it, it remincls me ol the many times Ilaclcly takes me lishing on the river. Another is a little jet airplane which remincls me ol the time I went to Clalilornia. One is a little report carcl ancl it makes me think ol the clay I get my report carcl lrom school. There is a lighter in my collection, too. which makes me think ol my mother. The charm I like best is a little green lantern. It shines in the clark like a little sun. Collecting charms is an interesting hobby. clon'l vou think so? Ypllllliflill fllrlsgeits, S GOI? IS IQINIJ Cocl is very kincl ancl goocl, so He gave me a gilt. The gilt is sanctilying grace. It is the best gilt that He coulcl give. Gocl gives me many other gilts, such as my mincl which helps me think how great .Iesus is, Then there are the sun, the moon, ancl everything in the worlcl that Cocl gives me. .Xren't you glacl Gocl is so goocl? I am. lam' rllftcl.: 'I IIHIQ SYMPHONY Toclay, November 2, Illtill, I went to my lirst symphony concert. lt was also the lirst lor the lourth stanclarcl. XVe hacl lots ol lun watching the musicians playing their instru- ments. My lavorite instrument was the vio- lin. IVe hacl to climb three llights ol stairs. There were golclen chancleliers above us on the ceiling. Belore I knew it, we were sing- ing the Star Spanglecl l'illllIlCl'H ancl the con- cert was over. Symphony music' is my lavorite kincl ol music. Cynilliu Take. 4 'lllli RIVER On the way to school each morning our car passes along the green banks ol the Ohio River. .Xt clillerent seasons ol the year it changes almost like a living thing lrom a muclcly, murky stream to a swilt powerlul river. In the spring the snow in the mountains melts ancl pours clown the creeks ancl brooks to the mighty river. The heavy spring rains help to increase the tempo ol the thousancls ol tons ol water surging clown the river. In this macl rush the river rises higher ancl higher ancl, like an angry olcl man who goc-s into a rage, uproots anything in its path. Logs, boats, ancl sometimes even complete houses go rumbling clown the river in a whirling, twirling rush ol gray-streakecl waves. In the lall the river has harclly a ripple on its great silver surlace. It is like the queen ol a rich, prosperous country clressecl in all her clanling linery, In lact, so clanling is Queen River that on a bright clay one can harclly look her in the eye. She is a gem ol nature. In the winter the river is a clull gray, with ice sometimes lorming along its banks. Then it is like a mighty bear in hibernation. The river is always changing. She is Mother Natures magician, calm one clay, violent ancl stormy the next. Peter Hroenlml, N 1 NI.XROONI',lDl One evening last stnmner my cousin ancl I cleciclecl to take a short spin in our cruiser. Ily the time we hacl checkecl all ol our equip- ment ancl reluelecl, it was almost seven o'clock. I took the helm ancl heaclecl lor a small islancl oll the coast. .Xs we lelt the bay. my cousin remarkecl that the water was calmer than he hacl ever seen it bc-lore. He was soon to eat his worclsf' XtVhen we arrivecl at the islancl, we cle- ciclecl to anchor the boat ancl explore the shores lor a while. Alter being on the beach lor only lilteen minutes, we knew our mis- take. The water hacl become so rough that we coulcl not possibly return home in our small cralt. The only thing to clo was to 1 1 issue an S.O.S. over the short wave set, It seemecl like an eternity belore anyone even answerecl us. Ifinally, a ham raclio operator hearcl our laint clistress signal ancl saicl that he woulcl notily the Coast Guarcl, He promisecl to have them sencl a boat imme- cliately. This shoulcl reach us within the hour. .Xlter Iour hours we still saw no sign ol the rescue cralt. XVe began to woncler il the man hacl notiliecl the Cloast Guarcl at all, ancl to make matters worse, our transmitter was now out ol orcler. lflle hacl nearly given up hope when my cousin spottecl the lights ol a boat. Alter being maroonecl on an islancl lor over Iour hours, we were relievecl, you can well imagine, when we were taken aboarcl the other cralt. lnuzes Cenizzwr, A' .XII IIININ IDl'fI.ICLIsI IIS To me autumn is the most beautilul time ol the year. I can imagine nothing better than the yellow ancl crimson colorecl hillsicles ancl the multi-colorecl llocks ol bircls llying overheacl. But my lavorite autumn clelight is burning leaves. I awoke early on a morn- ing meant only lor October ancl alter a hearty breaklast startecl the rewarcling task ol raking leaves. Our tree. a maple, seemecl to have shecl enough leaves to keep me in a clelirium lor clays. Happily I startecl to rake

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X SIIIYICRINCQ liXl'l'lRIlfNlll'. There is one day ol my lile I certainly should not like to live over again, and that is the day my lour Iriencls and I decided to walk across a lrofen pond. The day was quite brisk. and cold enough to translorm the bird-baths, ponds, and water in dogs' dishes into shimmering plates ol glass. Small amounts ol snow patched the emerald green grass, although most ol this cotton-like beauty had been destroyed by the sun. Our ioylul clique was strolling along, talking about the latest Bobby Darin record, when Betsy discovered a quaint lrofen pond. Lookin she said, Let's slide. lt looks strong enough to hold us. So over to the ice we ran. All ol us stepped very timiclly at leirst but concluding the ice was sturdy we boldly glided to the center and began a lively game ol tag, VVe heard a sudden crack. As we ran lrantically lor the shore, our heavy steps caused the ice lo explode into a million and one pieces. VVe Iound ourselves neck-deep in icy water with gloves and scarves lloating in every direction. Alter slowly maneuvering a cold twenty leet, we began trudging to the nearest house with our lips moving up and down even though we weren't speaking. XfVe Iinally reached VVinkie's house. You may be sure that we welcomed a cup ol hot cocoa as we huddled around the big lurnace in the basement. In an hour, when we were warmed and our clothes a sife smaller but dry, we went home to tell and retell the Irightening but also amusing experience to everyone. This terrifying episode ol early alternoon, now that we were warm and sale, seemed very comical. Hf'fIf1If'I' Iieffcll, 7 lcirs 'llhe joy. the happiness ol lille is made up 1 ol the little happenings every day, not iust ol' the good things that seldom occur. In my lile I look lorwarcl to many little things, such as my oneeyear-old sister's hug and my Iour-year-olcl brother's never-ending plea lor more paper to draw on. All one really needs to do is to take a good look at his lile. 1 .Ks one does so, he realizes that there are many small but very nice things occurring every day lor him. Illzlrv Ice lflum, 7 MY IJUCQ IUXIDI BIRIJ My dog Lady Bird was given to me dur- ing the last presidential campaign. She is a beautilul Cocker with an unusually sweet disposition. Living, however, in an almost I . I 1 . ' fy- 4 - ft A. , complctc ly Rcpublican lltlfgllll nh I md, lady Bird seemed doomed to certain unpopularity. To make matters worse, every time she saw the Broadview Drive Republicans she ran to them, barking vigorously. Things reached a climax when election day came. She and I accompanied my mother to the election booth, where we :announced that Lady Bird had come to vote lor Mr, Johnson. Now that the Democrats have been accepted, Lady Bird is also becoming more popular. In Iact. she has lour new Iriencls already. Nuncy SIFIIIIIII, 6 'I WO-NIIIYIT Ili Blil,l.S Between classes there are two minutes in which noise, conlusion, and bewilclerment are mixed to create an uproar. At the sound ol the lirst bell. desks open and the chatter begins. Girls search in their desks. pulling out pens. papers. purses, and lznnor Iic'1f1'ezus to lind their assignments. Others run to their lockers. throwing in their gym clothes and grabbing their arithmetic books. not lor- getting to slam the locker doors. One minute to go! The girls at their desks are now in a lrenfy. History books and spellers are thrown ruthlessly to the lloor in a desperate search lor notebooks. Forty-live seconds! All assign- ments ancl books have been louncl. The big problem now is getting the books and papers not to be used back in the desks. Thirty seconclsl The things on the lloor are in the desks. No, they won't lit. Twenty seconds! Another attempt has been made. not perliect, but it will have to do. Ten seconds to get to math! The Fourth Standard is at the door. Ifive seconds! I dart across the hall and into my seat. Ifour seconds lelt to talk! But the second bell rings belore I can say two words. llanting. we begin the Sign ol' the Cross. ylrznel 13111111.11 l,li I 'S Il,XX'li NIl'SIlLY X'Vhc-n we were in the second standard, many ol us Iookecl lorward to the next year. lor we could then start music lessons. Ol course we all wanted to entertain our teach- ers, parents, and Iriencls by playing in con- certs and distributions. Xyhat are distribu- tions? Distributions are days when the pri- mary ancl the lower schools receive their honors and report cards. XX'e who were in the third standard lelt important because. as we were the only class taking piano les- sons, we had all the entertaining to do. Il we worked hard and gave our teachers good lessons, we were called lor High Honors in music. .Xs the end ol the year came near- er, we had a recital lor our parents, and each ol us played the selection she had pre- 1 pared. iIl11rgz1i'r'I IIIcl,n11r11i. W

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them but soon Iound opposition Irom Iino, my dog. .Ks soon as I had gathered a sizable pile, he would leap into it and play so hard that when he Iinished the leaves were sctats tered Iarther than belore. I soon retnecliecl the situation by Iirst raking a pile in which , I Iino could play and then a pile to burn. I met no other dillicultyf. so the day passed rapidly and belore I knew it the leaves which had been in such abundance were trans- Iormed into nothing. Hut my unbearable sadness because the leaves were gone was lilted by the thought ol the many more autumns to come. tlI1'c'lmc'l .IIc'111n'cI. 7 tJI'lzR.XlI ION SNUXVIftJlslil XVhile I would not want to be an Iiskimo and live in an igloo. building a snowlort was lots ol lun. 'I'he six-inch snow which ruined tnany a New Year's celebration was made to order. Last Sunday morning I convinced my sisters that I needed their help to build a snowtnan. Alter we had the bottom and the middle sections in place, the middle one toppled oll. .-X brilliant idea came to me. Hlhy not make the two snowballs even and use them as a base lor a snowlortl It was sooner said than done. All that day we worked, Iilling buckets with snow. dumping the buckets. and packing the snow until we had a rough room with Iour walls, but no rool. 'I'his was neatly secured by appro' priating a neighbors bunk house rool. Now our lort was complete. XVe promptly challenged the neighbor- hood boys to bombarcl tts with snowballs. 'Ilhe light that lollowed was the Iirst ol many. Il' the weather cooperates and we have the proper amottnt ol thawing in thc day and ol' lreefing every night, our Iort may last all winter. II'zn'cl filzory, o .X CIUNII ICN I ICD IDUIL One day last December my mother took our meat lor dinner out ol' the Ireefer to thaw. NVe were going down town to do some Clhristmas shopping and to see the crib in Lytle Park. XVe spent an active alternoon and started home, .X steady snowliall slowed tralliic' and it was late when we got home. XX'e were all looking Iorwarcl to that nice, iuicy steak, but all we Iound were a Iew bones, sotne wrappers. and a sleeping, cone tented dog. Ilnrffrl fililllitgllll. ri lCXI'I.tJRINtQ IDl'tlIx tllililflx One day Ierrv Iones, Hobby I.eighton, rny 1, 1. 1 brother Kevin, and I went down to Duck Creek, which is about one quarter ol' a mile behind some houses on out street. .Xs we went down the hill toward the creek, we noticed a tree with three trunks, which grew along the bank. XX'e decided to climb it and realized it lnacle a good hide-out. XX'e then Iollowed the creek bed lor quite a while. XVL' next thought it would be lun to cross it. XX'e had to jump Irom stone to stone. XVe were carelul, and I watched Kevin because he needed help. On the other side we tossed stones and explored while we walked. Bobby Leighton and Alerry were the Iirst to see an unusual pipe bridge which we planned to cross to get back to the other side. It was about twenty Ieet above the creek. Ierry and Hobby crossed the top ol it, but I decided to be sale rather than sorry. and so did Islevin. XtVe went through the bars that held the pipes up and slid on the pipe to the other side. NVe decided to go home lor lunch. I am glad we did because Mother was looking Ior us. XVe told her how mitch lun we had exploring Duck Creek. Robcfii UH. 5 Ifl'N OXIIR 'I Hli lIOI.lI7.XYS Over the holidays we had six inches ol snow. IVe had lun making some snowmen, bitt the best thing we made out ol snow was an igloo. It took at least an hour to make it and at least six big snowballs. I asked my lather il I could stay in it overnight. but he wouIdn't let me, I had lun in my igloo and I hope that it will never melt. ilIfr'flrlr'l l,'1t.t.xclcly. J I IIIC SIIII'WRIit1Ix One day my Iather, brother, and I went to Cleveland to get a car. XX'e went to l'ort Iwo to get the car. But a ship was coming and someone steered it wrong. and it bumped into the dock. It almost sank. .X man said, It must have had a woman driver. IJIIIII Siegel. 3 ILLUIIIDS Ihe clouds in the sky seem to look dil- lerent every day. On sotne days when I look up to the sky. the clouds appear to be manv dillerent Iigures. Some look like dogs and cats. others look like the lace ol a man. On some days the clouds are very white, On other days the clouds are black and gray. XX'hen the clouds are black and gray, they bring rain. titegory llfxozl, 4 NIY I'liI. RIQX On Lhristmas morning, guess what I saw! .X box with holes in it. .Xs soon as I saw the box, I knew that it had something alive in it. So I ran to open it. Guess what I saw in the box! .X dog! 'Ihat night I named my dog, Rex. l'he next day I made a bed lor Rc-X, lolm Kunz, 3