Walt Whitman Junior High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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REWARDS Early one morning I stepped on my scale I trembled in horror, my face be- came pale I gazed at the numbers and took a deep breath This would be a battle I'd fight to the death. And so came the start of my cal- orie count My pastime became adding up the amount Checking my clothes, to see, were they tight Checking to find the right weight for my height. All through that winter I tried to stay slim I took my tea black and I took my milk skim I ate my potatoes unmashed and un- fried I drank my no-cal, my apricots dried. I pleaded with mother to please be a pal But she wouldn't let me drink her metrecal I used every method in aid of my diet A new pill on the market, I wanted to try it. Then, one day my skirt seemed to button with ease My belt was too wide and my slacks didn't squeeze Victory at last, my reward was in sight A double-rich, double-good Hchocolate delightnl Andrea Waters