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

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.One nightmare I shall always remember took place when I was five years old. I dreamt I was being chased by some vague ob- ject, and tried to get away from it. I wanted to go across the street by going between two park- ed cars, On the street where I lived, there was a garden, and around it were spikes, a kind of iron railing with sharp pointed tops. In my dream, as I tried to get across the street, the iron spikes kept getting in my way, and I was running so fast, I couldn't stop myself. just as I was about to fall over them, I woke up. The reason I remember this dream is that the first thing I did when I woke up was to feel my stomach where the spikes would have gone if I had really fallen. This was my very first nightmare, and stuck in my mind because it was very vivid. I don't remember what was following me, but I re- member the spikes, the parked cars, and how frightened I was when I woke up. I think it is very possible for dreams to be what you hope or fear, for, as long as I remember, I was a little frightened of the spikes and what would happen if I fell on them. Rebecca Osofsky A FANTASTIC DREAM when I was about eight years old,I dreamt that I had an en- gagement with death. It happen- ed that in my dream I was locked in a deserted store. My friends and I were playing hide-and-go- seek in this store. I found a ood place to hide and I thought one would find me. I was right! When my friends got tired of playing, they called and told everyone to come out of their hiding places. I was in the back of the store so I didn't hear them. The last child left the store and closed the door tight. All of a sudden the store became very quiet. I finally decided to come out of my hiding place. I was shocked to see that every- one had left, and I was alone in this dark, dreary store. I im- mediately ran to the door and tried to open it. It was stuck and I was trapped. I remember trying very hard to open the door, but I tried in vain. I couldn't call for help because the windows were painted green and no one could see me. I walked over to the back window and it was barred. Walking toward the front, my foot got caught in a broken floor board. The steam from the radiator was making the room hot and smoky. The boiling hot water from a broken pipe was splashing all That is the last over the room. thing I remember because I woke up screaming. Elaine Nemeroff bcdeswnn 33

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THE STEQNGEST One of the strangest dreams I ever had was after I finished watching the HUntouchablesN on television. I had just robbed a bank CI do not remember which one because my dreams are never tech- nicalb, and Eliot Ness and three policemen were after me. I darted into an alley and climbed up a fire escape. I went to the roof where I could see very clean ly the policemen drawing their guns and starting to go up the fire escape. I had to think fast I ran to the other side of the roof but there was no fire escape to help me go down. In seconds Eliot Ness would be on the roof and I would be trapped. I saw a long piece of wire leading from an apartment on the first floor to an antenna on the roof. I took hold of it, swung myself over the edge of the roof, and started going down in a mountain climber's fashion. All of a sud- den the wire snapped, I started falling. I woke up still with the falling sensation in my sto- mach, as if I had gone in an ele- vator full speed down from the twenty-seventh floor. The strangest part of it all is that the next morning my fa- ther said, HI think the wire leading to the antenna is causing our poor reception on the tele- vision.U I quickly added, UDad, you'll give me nightmares.n Hwhy son?H asked my father. UOh nothing,n I said. njust a private jokeln Alan Cohen 32 O A DREAM 1 WILL NEYQR PORGET That night I dreamt of a strange race of people occupying the New York Metropolitan area. The peculiar thing about these people was that they all resem- bled Alfred E. Neuman. I asked around the city to find out where I was. I finally managed to get home. I tried my apartment,but my mother was apparently not home. I then went to rest in the lobby in hope of locating her. Then two men approached me and told me I was committing a criminal offense: loitering. Then these men, ap- parently police officers, hauled me down to the station house. They brought me to the judge and I was immediately found guilty. I was then sentenced to ten years of solitary confinement. Then, as I was about to be thrust into solitary confinement, I screeched out, HI demand my constitutional rights. I demand an attorney. Then my Let me out of herein mother woke me up and told me that I must have been dreaming. Zachary Angelowicz D

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-x:....,,,,-jg, M ered, as i anxiety were trying to force their way out. Deep lines were carved around his mouth, clearly expressing the worry that was within him. He gripped the corroded rail tightly in his clenched fists-- those fists that looked like a shriveled animal's claw grabbing for something just beyond reach. His shirt was stretched tight- ly across his manly frame. Cling ing to his legs were dungarees that looked elasticized. His whole appearance reminded me of a child rebelling against well-mean ing parents. Suddenly I saw a red light glaring in the darkness beyond and I heard the distant hum of a motor, which was swiftly nearing us. 34 There he stood remote and alone. Grief and despair seemed to be impounded in his eves. which rested on the blackness be- low. Those two staring ovals appeared to be crying out for something--maybe for the swirling horror below to encircle him and swallow him up. His mouth quiv- unuttered screams of The man I was observing was filled with fear when he, too, noticed the approaching vehicle. He ran toward me--stumbling and reaching out. His bony hands grabbed at my clothing. He tried to talk, but his parched lips stopped the sounds from coming forth. When he saw I didn't compre- hend he let out a piercing scream a yell of terror that struck my ears and reverberated through the night. Then he threw himself force- fully against the rails and into the roaring recklessness beneath him--the sea. When the men in the ambulance arrived they saw it was hopeless and drove rapidly into the ap- proaching down. Lois Axelrad