Thomas Carr Howe Community High School - Hilltopper Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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The school is all right, but some of the teachers I do not like. For instance, Mr. Patterson. Howe stinks as far as I ' m concerned. Because they only ha ve a handfull of Blacks. They don ' t include in their dances a variety of Black music. Instead they play only their music and nothing else. So my view of Howe won ' t change until they change. Howe is 8:00 to 3:15, five days a week. I like Howe High School a lot better than any grade school because the teachers are nice, tuff guys and some friendly girls. I have only one thing against this school; it should have an elevator. Howe wasn ' t anything like expected. It was better than what I heard. I love everything about Howe. I have study first and I think its boring. If you don ' t have anything to do, you just sit there and the time goes so slow. You ' re not allowed to sleep. I just don ' t like having study first. If I had it last or around there, it would be better. I Don ' t Like Howe

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' te I think Howe is a pretty nice school. Well, sometimes at least. I think Howe is a pretty nice school, because it has nice people, tuff boys and nice teachers. I like Howe, but this year it ' s too crowded. There are too many people in the halls. Howe is a very good school, the girls are cute. I like Howe because of all the girls that go here, sometimes I wish I was older. I like Howe, but the ants are a different story. Everywhere you see little red ants. The teachers and kids are nice. We have a good football team. The librarian is mean sometimes. She won ' t let you sit next to your friends. In study hall you should be able to whisper, but you can ' t even talk. Anyhow you put it, Howe is the best. »-:

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The Grudge Something so very heavy is pulling faith in him. 1 have spent so many hours gazing me down. What — oh, now 1 remember. There is a child approaching my gate. out of this window, wishing that The grudge. So many years ago. Oh, God, let him come in. The child someone might come within my garden The grudge is the iron pendant upon can save me. No, please don ' t turn gate. 1 really can ' t remember why my breast, the lock on my garden away. 1 don ' t want to be alone. His no one ever comes to see me. The gate. mother is calling to him. He is children idling home from school, It ' s so silly now, 1 can ' t even turning away. surely they could stop in to see a remember who, or is it what, 1 have The old woman is crazy. She might poor old woman. I ' m especially begrudged these many years. 1 hurt you. Never go near her again. lonely today. It ' s the first of remember how it was in the beginning. Do you understand? spring. I ' ve seen the first robin 1 wanted only to be left alone. Clear Do you understand? Does anyone? and the blossoming of the lilacs. of obligations, cares, or worries. This beautiful time, this time of 1 wanted no one or no thing to dis- Sharon Williams rebirth. The Easter lilies have tract me from my fury. 1 was full sprung up. The world awaits this of hate and revenge. season with anticipation. A light- So many years wasted. So many joys ness overshadows the omnious clouds unknown. A love unfulfilled. 1 could in the sky. Even a rainstorm will have cast away this burden on my be fresh and pure. breast and soared to the ultimate of Why, with this surrounding beauty my being. 1 could have been freed if do 1 feel so ugly? Within the space only 1 had forgiven him. If 1 had j of my garden fence is a darkness. only trusted him; If 1 had put my