The Park School - Spark Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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I would like to be zn lhe .fame momenl an earlhworm Cwhzch I amj and cz rzder to the moon Cwhzch I amb LOOK AT THE STARS I stood at the edge of the sheerest cliff and stared mto the valley below The lights of the c1ty blmked at me mockmgly Cthose lights that were manl, red blue, green, susplclous llghts whlch had obllt erated my heart, my emotlons, my mmd My mmd crled out, Go, plunge mto that valley ofdestructlon, and smk into the mmdless obllvlon whlch If offers' My mmd was polsed l1 ke an angry bird ready for Hxght, I stood tensed at the brmk of doom Then a feelmg flooded my heart, a sensatlon I had never known It commanded me to stop, to belleve I raised my eyes, and the brllhance of the starry mght hlt me wxth nts fullest force The sky was ablaze with the glory of the stars I lay down ln the sweet, night blacked grass, and gazed into their glowmg depths I can belreve m nothmg there IS nothing ln whnch I can believe But the stars slmply shone on, and thexr clear light passed over me You know tn what to believe, the volce came I know not, I screamed, and the wmd ln xts passage shrleked ln refram The black mght darkened and the trees around me began a welrd voodoo dance The bghts of the clty blmked and faltered, only the stars remamed secure and shmmg Search yourself the cry demanded, seek yourself ln the trees I searched the deserts and mountams of my mmd and the thorns and deep flowmg rlvers of my heart Then I lay there, looklng up for a long, long txme I rose, reached for my pack and put lt on my back I then turned once more, gazed up at the stars, and beheved ln myself Faythe Vlemstem Grade XI The waitress shuffled over and pulled a pencil from behmd her ear VS hat ll If be, boys? They scanned the menu posted on the wall Two burgers, two french frles two apple ple, two colTees announced oe boredly Comm up Matt vlewed the Juke box wxth a questronmg look He rose and walked to the machme then he Inserted a com nn the slot and pushed two buttons Dmah Shore began a rendltlon of The Last Time I Saw Pans Matt sat down agam The wa1tress brought the food which the two men consumed wlth a mmlmum of mouthsful Joe, I wonder 1f McCarthy ll let the Tlgers run htm out of the Amerncan League pennant race agam Make you a solld bet he won t and I ll bet Cmcmnatl won t be ln the Series agam, either Matt sighed heav1ly, then began to chuckle The wife tells me to expect number four any mmute now We re gomg to name hum Matt, XX hat lf It s a glrl Matt? Can t be not with three gurls already' He chuckled once agam The wantress poured some fresh coffee for each of them As she dld so the cook yelled Hey, Kate, turn up that radio wlll you? The radlo blared, and the entxre base was rendered useless The President has called an emergency Cabmet meetmg to dlscuss thxs crlsls And now the latest weather report Kate snapped off the mstrument Hey Joe, maybe Bob could come huntmg wlth us next month, eh? I hear the army gnves long leaves durmg a dull season Yeah Both men left as they had entered lh a blast ofsnow and w1nd and cold The calendar on the wall read December 7, 1941 Sue Lxeberman Grade XI TRUCK STOP CAT It was a blnsterlng cold mght thus one was the snow swirled ln such thlck drxfts that lf was lmpOSSlblC to dlstmgulsh the llghts on the trucks passing at a dlstance Of-HVC hundred feet In front of the whlte frame bulldmg a neon slgn sportmg the red letters, Marty s Truck Stop, swung to and fro ln the gale The warm lights from wlthln the structure shone translucently through the thm coatmg of 1ce on the wmdows Insxde, the unusual comblnatlon of hamburgers slzzllng, a radio announcer congratulatmg someone on answermg a questlon correctly and the Juke box play mg, There s A Long Long Trall A Wmdlng made lf almost an lmposslblllty to hear oneself thunk One lone lndl vidual sat at the far end of the long, wooden counter, slppmg a cup of steammg coffee and reading a twenty five cent murder mysterv Be hlnd the counter 1 tall blonde waltress was preparmg an Omelet to go wnth the customer s coffee the short order cook, dressed m a knee length apron and a whxte hat, was frymg bacon A chxlhng gust of wxnd and an almost sobd wall of snow preceded the entrance of two newcomers both clad ln short jackets demm trousers and vlsored caps One, notably plumper than the other, hung his hat and coat on the steel clothes rack and seated himself next to s compamon at the mxddle of the counter Matt, said the stouter X eah joe Somethm wrong? 'Nope just a bttlc tlred after drxvlng that trailer nn this blluard Let s eat Slow slltherlng of dark tall across the fog Its gray becomes the smoke of mornmg mxst Fast sbp those smokes of mght That fog Abve, creeps o er nature s beaded fist Wlthm that world of leaves, of daybreak shred Young mouths to feed, the mother sbthers through Tall grass wlth breaths of stlllness m her strnde A whtte mouse plays The cat hes lost ln dew Lost to jelly eyes of her unseemg v1ct1m The mother hovers stmll, o er crumpled leaf The tlme IS rxght Great motion stlrs wxthm A cry The grasses murmur, Move on, thtef We understand there are young mouths to feed And lmgermg s lost The mother knows her deed Sue Womer Grade XI Cl n u . . . ,, tt v a ' H , ' ' ll ' r I n l - . . U . , - - . ,, . ' ' ll ' l ' 1- l . 1 . . . . ' . H , ' , , , . . ' . , H ' l rt , - 1 ' x - - ' y ' . a 1 1 1 n . I . ,Y , . . . . ' H . . ' . - . . ' . . , : . H . . . . . . . H ' . ' r. ' ll , J ll Y ' ' 1 ' YY 1 1 u tl ' a , . n ,, . 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Love, wzth lzllle hands, fomes and touches you wzfh a thousand memorzes and asks you oeautz ul, unanswer able queslzons PIANO PRACTICE While I was pract1c1ng prano one day I came upon a song I declded to play Vlhlle my lingers were huntlng for the proper keys My daddy dldn t look very pleased Llnda Schmldt Grade V THE SPOOK HOUSE One day my s1ster and I were taking a walk around the town when we notlced a dark old house that we had never seen before We were very curlous about xt be cause It looked qulte spooky VVe decided to lnvestlgate It VVe opened the door and looked around, but all we saw was a bare room w1th the shades pulled down V5 hen we went upstalrs It was even darker except for a dlm llght whlch shone at a corner of the hall YVhen we went over to the corner we saw two green eyes starrng to the attic and we were about to open a door when we heard a terrlble screechmg sound That was enough for us' We ran downstairs and started on the second Hlght when we trlpped WVe got up and raced for the door W e both ran home as fast as we could and we never came back 'Now when I walk by the house I remember the scary t1me I had 1n there w1th my s1ster Tlna Clement Grade V A SNOWY DAY I wake up ln the morning The snow IS fallmg round The snow IS quietly fallmg It does not make a sound ack Frost has pamted patterns On every wmdow pane The trees are leafless statues Though l1fe w1ll come agam Marnlyn Delmater Grade Y I POOR ROBERT S ALMANAC A brave man wlll tell you fight fire with fire but a w1se man wlll tell you take to the hllls Love IS a many splendored thmg but so were the bullhghts Money may be the root of all evxl but It can sprout an armload of orchlds Mr Chapm sayeth prlde goeth before a fall M Flsk sayeth raplds go before a fall but poor Rob ert sayeth watch out for the banana peels All work and no play tells you ack s from Park School Luke unto a moth ln a mmk coat so be homework on a hollday Flattery llke olemargarme IS cheap but to many people you can pass lf off as the real thmg Ah me true IS xt as I have proved herein death poverty and lncome taxes alone w1ll rld you of friends and k1n How sharper than a chnld s tooth If IS to have a thankless serpent' lN1ne times out of ten, the apple of thlne eye w1ll have a worm IH It Often ln thls world of ours we find ourselves pour mg out our livers not our hearts Every day has ltS dog Robble Klelnschmldt Grade VII ONCE I llved with laughter once before you came And ground my face mto your filth and sald You are my slave and Nlgger IS your name' I remember well the whxp how long I bled I llved with laughter once Xou showed me sm -Xnd taught me what If IS to crmge m fear The 'North crled Free the Negro now ln peace The answer Take the bastards lf you dare' I llved wlth laughter once -Xnd with the war Came freedom llfe and crles of scorn of hate Hey fella Nlgger use the other door' I m too busy Nrgger, you can Walt Smear your songs of freedom wlth my grief -Xnd blood I know I In ed wxth laughter once Sue XY omer Grade XI ,. . . . 3 f ' ' Y, I - . . . . H . . , I. , ,rl ' ' ll ' ,P . , , T ' ' 1 1 , 2. , ' r 3' s ' fl ' Y, 4. . , , r. ' V H ' H , Y - If YY I 5- I 6. , ' ' Q 3 3 l ' ' , 1 9 9 3 . . . . . , K ' I 9. . , . . 7 - I . . . I l IO- ,. . . . at us. Then a cat ran quickly past us. Next we went up I I' l y ' . 5 , . ' ' 12. . . I n 1 - V , . . s C ' 1 I K v 'V I s S - , ll C! 7' Y ' YY , - . . . . , . 4 . . , L . .I . l ' ' u ' ' H 4 , - , C Q ' ' . lt - rv , L' 1 S . . D A . ' Q x 9 ' ll Y ' I, i 1 1 ' J ' J - u 2 V v' Y ' n . . Q - ' ' A . ' I I ' 1. Z . ' v T Y 1 27

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