Thomas Jefferson High School - Aurora Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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SOLILOQUY To cheat, or not to cheat: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The consequences and embarrassment of failure, Or to sneak that one look, and by receiving the answer, pass. To copy, to failg no more, and by copying to say we end The heart aches and the thousand unnatural results That failure is heir to, 'tis a torture no student could so wish. To copy, to pass, ay there's the rub, For in that mark of 65, what pleasures may come, When we have shuffled oil those painful 30's, Must give us pause: there's the motive That makes eyes wander to the next desk, For who would bear the heavy pressure of learning, The students always wrong, the teachers forever right, The threats of infuriated deans, the graduation delay, The maddened words of parents, as they see there, The red marks as home his report card takes, When he himself might all forgo With a little peek? What student would all this indulge, To sigh and slave upon a miserable existence, But that dread of someday being caught, The hideous consequences, from whose clutches No student escapes, makes one consider, And forces the pupil to bear the coming troubles Then to become involved in deeper ones we are quite aware of. Thus consideration makes cowards of us all, And then all those well planned ways of cheating Are forgotten as we realize what lies in store, And schemes no teacher could ever notice are cast aside, As we reluctantly turn away And decide not to try anything. Soft old bean! Thy suspecting proctor enters, l've made my decision Now may all my theorems be remembered. Stanley Eisenberg 43' W1 ff

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CIRCUS MESS TEN T ffl Xa 12 Between periods three and seven, When morale is beginning to lower Comes a break in the day's concentrations That is known as the Munching-Hour I hear in the doorway before me The stamping of heavy feet The slam of a door resounding And voices that clamor for meat! From my table l see in the aisle People elbowing through the crowd Gay clowns and anxious trainers, A ringmaster rehearsing aloud. The whistle and then a silence, As the dancer daintily eatsg For she must maintain her figure To perform her lauded feats. The sword-swallower relishes pizza CHe finds his swords too spicyllg The thin man admires the fat lady Who finds the cake enticing. The contortionist wiggles and squirms To get his food down rightg The tight-rope walker is nervous He cannot swallow a bite. And thus will the circus convene Forever and a day In a lunchroom that will crumble to ruin Unless it is painted today! Nadine Weiner

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