Virgil Junior High School - Forum Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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June 30, 63 B.C.-We graduated again. I got the highest honors. I had a headache today. .I have them often. Oct. 21, 63 B.C.-I went to a funeral today. I did not like it. I think it is not the right Way to conduct a funeral. Mar. 3, 62 B.C.-I have been watching the games at the Coliseum. It seats eighty-seven thousand people. Oct. 15, 62 B.C.-I had a birthday party today. AI am eight years old. I don't like this kind of a diary, so I am not going to Write any more of my life. flj Capsa-a round box used to carry a boy's books to school. It is like our brief case. C21 One of the characteristics of Virgil was that he was shy. Q31 Another of the characteristics of Virgil was his gentleness and kindness. I wondered who it could be. He was born in the year of seventy B.C. Virgil! That's who he is. I certainly would not sell the manu- script for any amount of money. Wouldn't you like to have the manuscript? A r i471

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wb . Y Sep. 19, 69 B.C.- Dec. 30, 69 B.C Jan. 10, 68 B.C Jan. 27, 67 B.C june 16, 66 B.C Feb. 2, 64 B.C June 29, oo B.C Nov. 21, 66 B.C Feb. 12,63 B.C. t-161 I have two teeth now. I have a ring to chew on, too. I am getting big. I weigh twenty-eight pounds, four times as much as when I was born. I am twenty-seven inches tall more than twice as much as when I was born. I canistand up now. I can stand up a long time without falling down. I don't hurt myself 'falling down any more. I can walk a little, but I fall down after about three feet. I can really walk now. I can walk thirty feet be- fore I get tired. I drink goat's milk now. I eat bread, too. I went out-of-doors today, and I was stung by a bee. It stung me on my nose. Father has a lot of bees in square boxes. There are many boxes on our farm. I like honey, but I don't like bees. I was lost today in the forest. Father found me. I am glad I have a good father. I was afraid in the forest. I was found just as the sun went down. I will not go off again without knowing Where I go. I went to school today. I am in the first grade. I learned some more words today. I have a nice capsa. It holds all of my books and tablets. Father made it for me. It is bronze and has a nice cover, too. I certainly have a nice father. .I am shy, so the boys always tease me. I don't like it. I hide from them. I saw a little rabbit today. It ran into a trap. The trap hurt it, so I let it go. .-I got an honor card. I got the highest honor in the class. Father said he was proud of me. It was easy to get an honor card. If you study hard, you can get honor cards. 9 We studied more in detail about the founding of our city. It is certainly interesting. I like our teacher. - -Father says-one of the illnesses I have is dyspep- sia. I don't know what it means. I ate some candy today. I ate so much of it that I had a stomach ache. donlt like to have a stomach ache.

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THE AENEID SAVED By BILLIE Com: THE CAST VIRGIL ........ ................... ......... J a ck Rinker V.-XRIUS ........ ........ B illie Cole Tucca ......... .........,.., J ack Jaffe SUISUO ........... ........ G eorge Scott PLAUTUS ...,... ...,... . .g .... ....... T om Nichols NIESSENGER ..........,........,....,....................... Bob Schwartz - Scene l takes place in a garden in a villa near Brindisi on an after- noon about l950 years ago. At rise of curtain a slave is discovered adjusting Virgil's couch. Slave: Are you comfortable? Are the pillows arranged to suit you? Ifirgils This is Well. You may go and rest yourself now. fSlave bows himself out right.J - Virgil: This is Brindisi. Is it possible that only a few short weeks ago I set sail from this very harbor, rejoicing in my determina- tion to finish the greatest work of my career in Greece amid the cul- ture of the ancients? But alas, I fear it will remain incomplete! The cold hand of death is already upon me. No longer am I able to think clearly. VVhy is my mind filled with minor thoughts? Never before has my mind been so cluttered. Somehow I am filled with sweet memories of my youth on my father's farm. I remember the simple life, the hard work, the ways of life in the province, and the flowers, the beautiful flowers. Their sweet aroma and beauty come back to me yet. There was always happiness and strength then. There was the will to do, the ambition to work, and the striv- ing toward the top. Now I am aware of nothing but hot beating sun, sultry nights, and arrested ambition. I shall never be able to finish the Aeneid, I know. This group of words that is the slender l48l