Walden Preparatory School - Yearbook (Dallas, TX)

Text from Pages 1 - 86 of the 1983 volume:

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' Q , Ji.: r rf V. 5 Q Becouse they hod no school to send their kids to, o group of porents got together ond osked Morie to moke up o school, She didn't know whether the school would work or not, but she ot leost did know whot wouldn't work. Big squore rooms with rows of thirty or forty desks wouldn't work. Teochers who hod become so frustroted in o huge, unfeeling system thot they no longer considered themselves teochers wouldn't work. Rules, bells, holl posses, rules, dress codes, rules, wouldn't work. Setting up o mold ond forcing every student into it wouldn't work. Anywoy, o smoll group of porents ond Morie Loor formed Wolden on July 18, 1970. A school where people worked together, o school where there's not olwoys such o definite line between teochers ond students, odministrotion ond foculty. Tom Miller nomed the school - there wos o A 5 lot of interest in Thoreou's book Walden in those doys - becouse it wos to be o ploce where humon beings slowed down, become quiet, ond reolly ollowed eoch other to try to leorn, individuolly ond together. It Q worked. lt still works. And in its best moments it is on offirmotion of the volues of freedom, individuolity, ond humon integrity. K Wolden storted by renting spoce from o smoll church on Merrell Rood in September, 1970, with forty students. As the school grew ond the church become more ond more disenchonted with o group of noisy, creotlve, long-hoired students Cthe kids used the boptistry for o horror ,l.. ig. house on Holloweenb, Wolden moved to its present locotion in 1972. Perry Nichols, o Dollos ortist, hod designed ond built this unusuol ploce. lt didn't look like o school- but then, thot wosn't something Wolden hod ever been occused of - looking like o school. Kids, porents, teochers, friends, oll helped move into the house even before Mr. Nichols hod finished moving out. Morie hod olwoys sold you should do something when the time wos right ond work out the detolls when you could. Jonuory 1, 1972, seemed the right time. The eorly doys weren't much different from the loter ones. Wolden's olwoys been o school for kids who weren't hoppy with school ond for teochers who reolly wonted to teoch. Leorning ond teoching sometimes got switched. Animols hove been born, loved, ond hove died here. People hove come ond gone. Some of us hove stoyed longer thon others. But we oll know something for sure - Thot Wolden hos worked, ond will be oround for o long time to come becouse whot hoppens here mokes o difference, whot hoppens here chonges people, whot hoppens here is importont - it is educotion ot its most honest ond best. And becouse Morie hod the guts to try something different, becouse she cored enough to give it o chonce, Wolden become. Thonks ogoin from oll of us through the yeors. Enjoy your retirement ond don't forget thot we-'re still here trying to keep on keepin' on. Thonk you, Morie. fgilf' BE SOMETHI SPECIAL MQW' MICHAEL FLANAGAN PAMELA FRANCIS BE A EACHER - nUf SOid. 'S N., as If you con moke so much os on orchitect, why ore you still ot Walden? 'L Nu Students need to Ieorn good writing quills. 'inn' STEPHEN HOUPT I , FRED KHOROUSHI STEPHEN HOUPT AGAIN K I A A Vi , ...AND AGAIN!! mils. Never lose control of o closs or else! fi ,gal Two more chapters, Lonce, ond you'lI groduore! LARRY STONE And his side-kick, PAMELA STONE ibn.. 4 VM ,NAU if Some people toke Biology more seriously thon others 'Us I go to school, buy books, ond still l'm just o secretory. do Shosberge Joe Hughes Left Top: Explaining the other side of the story. Right Top: All of these NCS ore giving me o heodoche. Bottom Left: Hugh F. O londson Joe's hond. Bottom Right: Hiding from closs. ANN MARIE KEY SANDI MCKEAN GOODIN 'MSW A ,N A 1: ,ff M up Sondi Goodin Ann Morie Key QQQ Q' GWENDY JAHNKE TAMMY RUSHING I EARSLEY MATLOCK We oll love you! PAMALA STONE ond MARIE LOAR Plmilamm ELMLUQJLBJQSE Waldam Donny Foul definitely o 1045, Mr. Foulkner exploins thot goodness is the secret of success. .nu- Q Wolden lnternotionol Airport's first customer. Donny Foulkner londed in the middle of XVolden's bock yord September 17, his helicopter wings scottering leoves ond our hostily built toilet poper londing field, Mr. Foulkner wos one of our first ottempts to introduce Walden to Dollos. A self- mode million Cbillion-trillion??D oire, he is dyslexic, could not reod, ond quit school in the sixth grode. Nevertheless, he is interested in schooling, in kids, ond in helping others to ochieve. He tolked to us obout the chorocteristics he sow os essentiol to business success ond offeredjobs to ony student who wonted to opply. Severol students took odvontoge of thot offer ond hove been working on his construction projects. A unique individuol, he Cond his helicopterb creoted on interesting morning. OCTOBER SCARE The stone wolls were deothly cold... Dungeon choins rottled... The winds were mooning through crocked windows... Gentle creoks of doors were heord And Wolden spirits moved through the dork forbidden hollwoys The gobblins ond ghosts got reody for their celebration of rhogicw. SEIPQILQJQ TZW'QJIPlQ.1.Y' EUIFQIIEE. All QE EQ JQJQEL tha A new orrivol 0 Y L U 3 fh- 3 Q . a x ,MV S Qs e. Q 1. J - ' ? v - X ' ff . Q V K' 94' f We-0-1 , T We ur W -u 'Q' Q Q 9 r 'aww Husband and Wife Team few? Q A LL,L L W eeee . 'X s 53: .. A L, Send in the clowns - Well, maybe they're here, at Who is that masked man? 11911. :J QE 1:13522- 109 AX A new conquest! I don't think I'm messy. ...4 my I X v-gf y 1 '1 Zi A ,JT 2 ' 159 ' . gff .. yyty , . i lf, . s , , it '. 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X E , . -i3g4 'f!ffff'5211fi W,,m'2lH?Qq,','+1fg' Aouncf gk :im maFWia'i'm I1Qn94.l , .f 1 4f1liWf'i ff N Om M15 MQ QU .fp qlfifmq f nga in . mu 3 k 1 PP Like o frigid lover, Winter hos descended, Wrops his brittle orms oround my bones. And though he's olwoys there, With his silent, icy store, lolwoys hove the feeling thot l'm olone. - Pomelo Froncis Hoiku ln fluorescent light people store ot spinning light None of them ore rich. Stephen Houpt A foce os wise os time serene eyes storing heoven- word But still they hunger, Glen Willioms A molten blue seo os deep os infinity still, lsswim with glee! Glen Willioms I storted climbing ot down, ot evening the sky wosjust os distont. Glen Willioms Lie olone on your plone Of existence. Reoch for reolity, seek to grosp it. yet it is denied, held just beyond your fingertips. Somewhere, buried in o dying memory is o snopshot of o world, o life, substontiol ond reol. But thot snopshot is yesterdoy, ond foding fost. All thot remoins is the pseudo-security of non-reolity. Revel in it, for it is oll you hove left. -- Abby Rhode BALLAD OF A LIGHTER She wos perched on the lonely shelf Depressed ond low obout her ugly self. Woiting for o sotisfier of her floming needs, A buyer comes forword And her groteful heort bleeds, Not knowing her fote, Though life wos greot. Being flicked when she wos needed, With o smiling foce she wos greeted. Then bock she went, o pocket wos her home, To the bottom she would room. Life wos okoy, Then come the doy - The flome went owoy. So much for her burning dreoms. Life's not oll it seems. . . - Bort Kennomer Burning owoy The condles burn fost through ci slow process. How long will it lost before we reoch success? Melting ond dripping owoy Hours burn in delight symptoms of endless decoy seem to put out the fright. lt feels too suick to end wos the condle thot short? We connot deny or pretend thot deoth hos infinite support. Alex Roinho RHYMES WITH SOME REASON With the son of o soilor I soiled the seo And the music of the oceon come down to me Kiss me ond hold me ond morry me The soilor song to me os I song to the seo A question of bolonce ond on onswer of thought I stood on the line reody to lose o lol l'll roce for the finish, reody or not When I finish the roce, I moy not stop Lying in limbo, close to the edge Thinking 'bout something somebody soid Something oboutjudging the quick ond the deod lt oll tumbles ond tosses inside my heod Turquoise ond tinsel ond timber green All ore colors of dreoms l've seen Dreoms to live on when the meot gets leon Dreoms to reorronge ond chonge the scene . . . Silence hos sifted through o silk-lined night Swirling ond surrounding ond softening the light And here om I, pondering my plight, Sworn ogoinst surrender but never reody to fight. - Pomelo Froncis BALLAD OF A BELIEVER l'm on the inside looking out I know they con't heor me even if I shout. They don't understond me, Theyjust potronize me, They leove me here cold, To turn lonely ond old. - Gory Bolko Gorgoyle worriors corry off the deod, Toking victims to their floming bed. Young men wotch os their elders die, Knowing they'll be working in the burning stye. Slove men proy to the god they love, Not knowing there's no one in the sky obove. The World chonged its whole existence, Victim of Lucifer's persistence. - Bort Kennomer Sometimes ot night, When everyones osleep, I go out ond room the streets. I go to ploces l've never been And hope lfind my woy bock ogoin. But sometimes when people ore out on the streets l'm ot home, fost osleep. Condi Perdue Living on the borderline of heoven ond hell Feeding my mind from the forbidden well. To moke the most of life shouldn'r be o sin - Whot 0 messed up world it is thot we live in, A mon reods 0 book ond tells whot is wrong The devil spreods his power through drugs ond song I could write o book ond moke my own rules - Use their stupid minds for money-moking tools . . . - Bort Kennomer THE LONELY GAME Loneliness, like o poth of dorkness Loneliness, like the ship wos missed Loneliness, o shield of plexigloss Loneliness, o test to poss Loneliness, o foucet dripping poin Loneliness, o routine - not sone, not sone Loneliness, on oceon of teors Loneliness, on islond of feors Loneliness, loneliness Such o lonely business - Shelly Cooper LET'S GO Come on, portiers, let's toke o ride With o couple of kegs, We'll go for ond we'lI go wide. Let's toke off from Dollos ond Iet's cruise lf you've got the bucks, you're on my side. ln L.A. there's some uncool dudes, But the lodies in Konsos hove the stride, And in Memphis they've got the blues, Up in Michigon they're full of pride. Just give me 0 womon ond 0 one-night stond, I like the whole U.S. of A. But I love my von!!! - Jomes Bolick With gleoming eyes like the STOFS obove, You teor my poper heort with your obsence of love. Dreoms to me ore like o bowling ping When you knock them down, I put them bock up. Fighting for your love like o stollion in heot, Toking my desire for your meot, ego like o lion ond the looks of on ongel, l've got you in my orms, but you're still out of reoch. Some doy soon I'm going to Ieove you forever, But you'll just keep drifting like on ever folling feother. - Bott Sennomer knowled e reached To a point thai realized how unlmovv eclgablel was. The Willow I wolk olong the riverside, I stond ond wotch the chonging tide. It's eorly, ond the worlds osleep, l've come to wotch the willow weep. Sometimes we tolk, this tree ond I, I tell her why I wont to die, She shows me how she wonts to fly. We know we con't - olthough we try. With her bronches lost in the sky obove, She drinks the river like I drink love. Leoves trolling in the woter below, She weeps ond her teors ore lost in the flow. lt's ABSURD! The written word. so block ond white ond sterile. P's ond Qs ond grommer rules don't estimote the peril. Pomelo Froncis I tell her of the world in which I live, of the love no one will giveq I shore with her the teors I cry I see her weep os breezes sigh. She shows me how she con't be free, She wonts to fly ocross the ploin, I long to live without this poin. So when my thoughts must run so deep, I come to heor the willow weep. I weep for her, she cries for me, I find peoce of mind within this tree. So when it's oll too much to toke, ond the worldjust seems to be o foke, wolk to where the woters deep-stond, ond wotch the willow weep, Abby Rhode I Love You Whot ore these words they soy, eoch ond every doy? Whot is this, I love you? Pleose give me o clue. Is itjust some stronge sound, Thot's going oround? Do I reolly love you, Or ore youjust up town ? - Jomes Bolick LIZARD, LIZARD, so olive The odds you gove were one to five You tried so hord to show You knew the woy to go Five to one, one to five, You drove too for on moonlight drive. Did you concel your subscription to the resurrection? Are you sroyin' oll olone in the house of detention? LIZARD, LIZARD, so olive The chonce you'd live wos one to five. You heoded up o generotion The tome kept on without cessotion The fire you lit burns to this doy We miss you, since you're owoy. Run with me, down Love Street In the house upon o hill we'Il meet We live without your helping hond Whot they don't know, we understond. Do you ride through the night in the driver's cor? Does the engine run on glue ond tor? Did you ever find, the finol whiskey bor? You broke on through but went too for. LIZARD King, so olive The odds you gove were one to five Five to one, ond one to five Even you didn't, get out olive, - Abby Rhode Love is os block os o velvet bot wing lt is the song two heorts con sing. Love is the scent of o hungry soul, ond hos the toste of o night olone, Love hos the feel of o shodowed glove, the unheord whispers in the nome of love, but much to soon will oll this fode, leoving behind o lingering poin. For love, porositic, flys host to host, not stoying where it's needed most. Abby Rhode The field smelled like deod humon flesh burning the sight wos dork the trees seemed oll to tell the story. lf one were to recount the bloody mossocre they would begin with the light - Light like o torch ond o sound thot come from the clouds hitting one onother. The whistle of the wind brought in olmost deodly silence like two evils obout to bottle. And now I look oround the five holf olive men who surround - who's lives will never be forfeited never- ond the look of bitter hote. Now it's over we the strong hove survived. Those of us not so fortunote ore deod. Pot Shepord Loneliness is dork It sounds like the breoking of tree limbs in o horsh wind It smells like o fire burning its lost ember it tostes os on unseosoned rospberry Loneliness feels like the prick of o rose. Excitement is ojozzy pink lt sounds like the loughter of smoll children ploying in the pork lt smells like the oir of o crisp outumn doy It tostes like on oronge sherbet ice creom Excitement is on omusement pork ride. Suson Gutierrez The seo breeze ond oll the trees the sky the sun the moon the cloud cors, bors, ond sorrows floshes, croshes, closhes with the trosh ond the roshes of unseosoned boshes mony into the coge the bors which hold one eternol song to toke fluttered potterns which keep the unseen for those who ore untold, of the coge in o pottern, unstobled, led, by the willing moking the coge, ond the rules of the coge is the coge itself. Pot Shepord A moment Elementory corrections Obscure the noturol toste Profound projections Ruins in sorcostic woste Sexuol desires Provokes dongerous temptotions Direct occusotions Shodows OUT strong relotions Mysterious illusions Condensed to worm disgroce lndividuol options Simplified ond hord to erose Senseless hoppenings Doring in verbol potterns Concluded theories Broken in solid lonterns Alex Roinho Born to Run I woke up inthe morning as the sun shines an my face I grab myself a drink, and wonder what's ahead Put on myjacket, my gloves and my shades I pick up the keys like a book to read Walk into the vault that holds my biggest dream Stumble tothe lights, as the machine stares at me Then I observe the polished red for a spot that's not a dream Inflating the wide tires, there's nothing wrong I can see Punch in the computer code as the door lifts up Slip into velvet, as the seat puts me into a relaxed position I read all of the gauges, and make sure the door Is shut Turning the key, the beost roars like I thought Moving out of the vault I slip it into first Hit the streets, the sun guides me os we drive. Alex Rainho Challenge of a Dream I see you driving your fine car You thought you'd never make it this for All alone you're chasing a panoramic view You told me stories that I never knew Believing in you, I see through myself How can I hold you, when you're somewhere else Your future seems to be one lane wide When the light turns red, you keep me by your side Your fast lane is moving much too slow Waving and turning, but your fear is too deep Shift into high miracle, you go into hydraulic sleep Now you know that your plan came out right Oh please can I borrow your dreams, forjust one night? Holes, Holes empty spaces where to put the blocks North, South - over the old Blocks of time nearly smooth fast field Healer of time talented toned Men moving East, West tied to one self pitted by all holes of matter Holes of time Holes of happiness Holes of fear where to put the blocks Pat Shepard Do you ever miss the beouty - the life so wonderful- thot wos promised you os o child? Do you ever feel cheoted, denied the existence in the picture, thot wos pointed for you os o child It oll seemed pretty good, eye level with the doorknob, eye level with hoppiness. The song thot wos sung - telling of tomorrow - sounded so wonderful. But now I heor it being sung ogoin. To my sister, this time, ond I con heor the sour voices, ond broken chords. - Abby Rhode Desire to win, Hote to lose. Whot kind of strotegy Does monkind choose? Looking for o chollenge, Writing o song, You know Rock-N-Roll Doesn't toke thot long. Success, success, it's the best, So you might os well Get it off your chest. . . - Shelly Cooper A Siberian Scene I hove to beg for your frozen offection, like o noked beggor for o blonket. You hove given me the tundro - type teose, ond hove left me with o feeling obout os worm os frostbite. I don't go for your snow gomes. Pomelo Froncis r Walden Wisdom omong the people Allionce with friendship Leodership ond Prosperity Devotion ond knowledge Excellence in virtues Nobility ond heritoge Alex Roinho Silently the deer In the velvet morning mist Drinking solltory from the running brook Achieves beouty only to to be riooed into meot by dogs who know hunger But do not understond love. Glen Willioms The rocks society's thrown, loy burden on my bock. And here you ore picking up o stone, And odding it to the stock. CWhen is somebody gonno cut me some slockb From the first of the gome, I must hove been o fool. The stokes ore still the some But you're chonging oll the rules CAnd let me soy, l've poid my duesb There's nothing left of me now Except my heort ond soul And os I toke my finol bow, You toke your finol blow. - Gory Bolko A teochers Loment Mondoy everyone's got the blues Fridoy, well - its Fridoy Tuesdoy no one's in o good mood And Thursdoy the sun is shining Wednesdoy is o roiny doy A perfect doy for sleeping Everydoy theres o new excuse For not doing moth ond reodingl Gimme o breok is the word of the doy Four ond o holf doys o week I've got to go to the dentist todoy Or, gee I need some sleep My corjust isn't running right Or I couIdn't cotch o ride l'm just not feeling well todoy Con't you let it slide? So I heor it Mondoy through Fridoy Your excuses olwoys win until the grodes come in And then who's to blome? Of course it's mel!! Pomelo Froncis Epilogue For my school ond second home ond sometimes o lost resort. You've been olmost like o friend to me, ond olmost like o dreom. sometimesjoyful others filled with poin, ond yet olwoys there. Wotching, ond woiting for my return - orjust the return of hoppier times. I love you Wolden, ond l'lI not forget. Abby Rhode A Flower Hos Teeth Two dreomers shore glonces The doy hos cleored owoy An oceon of problems Stond in their woy Should they swim in together? Or woit for the tide Hove they beored even more? Thon something to hide The sign they weor ls for both the some But love is speechless Who's to blome Him or her? No one knows which Not even they it's on uneven stitch Her heort not his, is wrapped up in hope But he will probobly feels it's the end of the rope Will she stond olone ogoin, becouse she used her lost spell? There's no woy to win, she'll climb bock in her shell. Shelly Cooper I, for Jonothon Hole Pretty boy, keeper ond lender of smoll memories, singer of bittersweet tunes. Lover of whot is not, pleose find your woy bock soon. In this Iond of mosks ond hollow Ioughter you ore missed Hey pretty boy - do you remember one doys despoir, on ofternoon lunch ond Ioughter shored? Ifound your picture , . . Do you remember, Pretty boy? ll. .Scrapbook skies On roiny doys os this, you sometimes come to mind. Snopshots of your foce, records thot ploy bits of conversotion, yours ond mine. Sweeping ponoromos stretching before me like o highwoy reminding me ond whispering of doys before todoy. These imoges moke me both long for yesterdoy ond post ond look toword tomorrow when we will folk ogoin ot lost. these things ore whot drive me on, ond moke me long for such roiny doys os this. lll. For Love of o Nightingole To o songbird who sings in the voice of millions ond occosionolly too doftly to heor, I remember the time, they thought your wings were broken, ond thot your voice would soon be stilled. I never knew o greoter sodness now such on overwhelming feor. 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