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

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f CHICKEN FAT One day, long before Valley Forge, as I was sitting in the den at my old plantation, I heard a loud Hpopn. I looked up and before me was a---how shall I describe it,-a queer- looking creature perhaps from a distant planet. He said to me, HGeorge Wash- ington, I presume?H I answered with a quake in my voice and a chill down my spine that I was the person in question. He asked me if 1 wanted to win the Revolutionary War. I replied that I did but I feared the far-superior British forces we had to fight against. UTush,H he said to me. nWhat I can do to cripple the British will more than put the feeble attempts of your troops to shame I knew there would be a catch Hwhat do you want in return if you win the war for us?H I queried. HTo begin with, 400 bags of chicken feathersg moreover, a dead cat with a lamb's head tied to a cat's tail.H I knew I could get these strange items easily, but I was filled with curiosity for his reason for wanting them. He sensed my curiosity and explain- ed that he needed a certain num- ber of service credits before he could become a full-fledged sorcerer, and only a full-f1ed- ged sorcerer could turn chicken feathers into gold. He was be- hind in his schedule and only by making America win the Rev- olutionary War could he attain enough credits in a short enough time to satisfy his superiors. The dead cat and lamb's head were details he couldn't explain at the moment. -5.4 asf ' - F . T -F'-1-e'5f ' f-T if ?-1-' ...'-f? l 5,11 ' ' J ., - Af-4 Lf fa- c .I-.f.....'I Q T B I ..c i .f xi A if , 1 iEEEEi:7m-B ' gzfigl' 'fm, ,, ,352-- ! dsx . r nf-ix, -ni Ll' -.us . Q, In - -CE i xg H -A I ,.,-1-.. - ef fl? 3 C ' 'N -,..-f.:- -- '......r --1---..... H fu X -qi.:i::1 ---- 5 . if - c-.-rm , ..-.--i.., 28 .-

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' ANNIHILATION X H1657 1 jf , ggi N, J , w,,g p I -l ., I fl ' ,ff-4 ' .- . :. l7f f' ' .3222 'r?.1y.i-'ggfippzg .. . , Tili-4:51 A a ilsis tp! 9 X 1 sk vw Xxx ,Y l -t fi. ,. 4 WAS IT WORTH IT? Suddenly, I looked down and saw my landing field. At the shrill sound of the sirens, the people below scurried to the shelter of their homes. Child- ren stopped playing. Men and women ceased working. I had many misgivings about this mission, but I had my or- ders direct from the President of the United States. With me went the world's hope. It hurt me to think of the immediate danger that awaited the people below. I felt myself being checked and rechecked. A few moments later.I heard the order for my ejection. As I plummeted to the earth, my feelings were mixed. I feared the damage my strange power was capable of do ing,but I hoped, I hoped that man with his superior intelli- gence would learn to use my ter A wave of depression swept over me as I watched the master- piece of beauty being ripped a- part and destroyed. With tears in my eyes,I remembered the joys it had given me and the happiness it had brought to others. I was saddened particularly when I thought of it as a symbol and meaning. Finally, I turned and fled, but I didn't get far. A.strangef tugging at my heart seemed to make my feet stop. With a know- ing feeling inside me, I returned to the scene of destruction. With renewed feelings,I watched. I watched the beautiful crystal pieces, which had glittered so bright,falling apart. I watched, too, the cluttering of debris on the ground, horrible, twisted, broken. I observed the faces of the guilty ones. An anger swelled up in me as I saw the look of unconcern registered upon their faces. Then the death a- gonysand I knew the end was near. With a loud crash, the victim of destruction toppled over. One of the guilty ones quickly hauled it away, far away, out of sight. Now the tears were running down my cheeks as I realized the awful truth. The ornaments were gone, and so was the Christmas tree. Bernice Hurt - E--lg. rific power to benefit the world. Es5:,,r I landed! The city of Hiro- shima was no more. As I, the first atomic bomb to be used in war,mushroomed high into the at mosphere,I had visions of the future. Perhaps my death and the complete devastation of Hiroshima would be the last mis take of man in his struggle for Hpeacefulu coexistence. Teddy Sher at 1 1-P ':5 Xikw 27

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I- L N K f I b iw f lf Q Q X ' Agfwrn A 1 A 1 Y gi at 'vt Wow. 22 ll A if J f Zyymvnykll Sits xg 5 ,,,,r1f?gf5f,'lagfg.- 55325 f xp , t.xK:l , X 1, .,- , , , vsi I, A oilff :J-lf? I A ' 14 I f.. ef . 4 A' I I ' ' --.Q I ' A I 4 lf! V JV, if 'I .SH if if Q -5 ' I 1' 'r .Ml l , ' Y I , 'ix r 2 L, I 1 'ill 'A 4 05 if ff , gl I, I ff' V A A . il V 'llf l . I A ,I N S. P1 fl 7, ,rs C in r. yflf5ds K 'I I was still uncertain about his offer, but I figured, Hwhat could I lose?H I told him it was a bargain. Of course, he demanded immediate payment. In five hours I made the payment. When I asked him how he plan- ned to beat the British, he said, HFirst, I will make General Burgoyne afraid of horses. Then I will make Lord Cornwallis a- fraid of getting his fingernails broken. Of course, your men will probably not have to fight at all. They will just have to be there. The odds are a million to one that no one will be hurt. However, I do guarantee your winning the war.H He bid me goodbye and depart- ed, telling me that he would see me on the morrow. That night I had trouble sleeping. I spent a fitful night wondering about the deal I had made. Why, I didn't even know the creature's name. HOh well,H I said to myself, HI shall find out tomorrow.H The next day, the creature was all smiles when I asked him his name. He replied that it was Abercrombie F. fthe UPN for CorneliusD Spalensin. He repeated that he could never make the grade as a first rate sorcerer if he did not help us win. He acted as if we were doing him a favor. I kindly agreed not to di- vulge his name, a name with no relation to persons living, dead, or in-between. He told me that I should attack on Christmas Eve because everybody would be Hboo- zin it upu and he would have the 'schnappsn drugged. I must give him credit. No one else could have thought of such a diaboli- cal plan. And what's more, it worked. I did just what he said I knew we were going to win with or without his help after the first battle. After the final battle, Spal- enson told me that once he left me, I would never see him again. I was sorry to have him go, but I received solace in the fact that he told me that he had re- ceived his first-rate sorcerer's badge and he would be enter- nally grateful to the United States and me. When he said farewell for the last time and disappeared, the only trace that was left of him was a puddle of chicken fat. Theodore Weiss 29