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

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E M s , Q 'A J, ' 1 ,' f 1. f ' . :Kg-2 'R J 'N I J Q a p. , Z v p F T., 2 'Q 'll , - , I Q 'lf , Q J Ny: I. tk X Q -J g o a . , X X .ilk-Qhsh , 5 A 'A 's J G-Acarl.-e-'TJ g? 5 if , fi np f' - v ' . VISITORS FROM SPACE LAO' ............... We had been having a great par- ,QSWI 'MW f I ty when the rock n' roll on the ' 'iff 'T 'T rlggv radio suddenly st0PPed.nBulletin: 7' . w'n a spacecraft has landed in Water- EL ville that appears to contain a N 'rg M hostile robot. Stay in your homes '.', Y in but do not worry: the Army has d!! ,' ' A the situation completely under - - control. H 5 fn ' ,f -w a '7 . K I 1 Seven minutes later the radio blasted out, UTake cover.W Fortunately, we were having the party in the large fall-out shelter, for the living room was being painted. A crash outside followed the radio announcement. The old elm that was standing near the shelter toppled over. We open- ed the door and a sight of un- speakable horror met our eyes. The artillery unit the Army had sent was burning fiercely. So was my pet elm. I loved that tree. That robot would have to go. jane and I attacked from the right while Bob and Ellen did so from the left. There were actual- ly two vehicles. The larger was a robot standing over a hundred feet high. With its heat ray,it was burning the countryside. The smaller vehicle stood about twen- ty feet tall, but it was longer 18 than the robot. There was a cord running between them. Bob threw a stone at the mon- ster and Ellen ran towards the other one. Jane and I did the same. The robot turned towards me and I dodged a blast from its dreaded heat ray, Bob screamed with all his might so the robot would turn toward him. We were manoeuvering to get time for the girls to accomplish their task. just then, the monster caught us off guard. In one second, we would both be Hburnt to a cinder.n Then ...... it stopped. The heat ray did not fire. Why did the robot stop? Jane and Ellen had simply pulled out the plug!!! Elliott Norse