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92 MT/SrcFOR THE is a collection of poeffis, stories, and photographs entwined together by music of such artrsts as Elvis Presley, Metallica, Club Nuvou, Lenny Kravttz, Jimi Hendrix, Nirvana, and Hammer. Join us on the URSUS 1992 tour as it leads us on a journey of humor, inspiratiotr, love, death, and friends.
TABLtr @tr C@NTESVIPS Exteriority ..............r..........................
1.1
by Ryan Miller
POIIutiOn ............................................... L by Emily Mertes The Syst€ttl .......................................... I by Jackie Burdorf
Soups Kitchen .....o.....o.................. .......2 by Kathryne Parker
TreeS..................................................... 3 by Kennth Webb
If The World Were A Flower
Quite Madness ........o........o............ ....12 by Kennth Webb
You Should Know .........o...o. ..............12 byAnonymous
Once Upon A Time ......t.................... L3 by Sara Kirkpatrick
Dear Friend .o..........o........o................. 13 by Krista Coz.ad
............3
by lulie Baker
Earthly Responsibilty .............r........... 4 by Ann Attkissm
Is
It The End of The wortd? ............4
by Ike Tanner
Someday......o..................................,..... 5 by Stephaie Downey
Our Dying Earth ...o.......o.....................5 by Chaig Moore
Memories
................ L5
by Sara Kirkpatrick
You Give The Stars A Reason Tb Shine ........o...o..........o...................1,5 by Janet McKinley
Your Touch
t6
by Emily Mertes
Thue Love.............o............................. 16 by Kara Cox
Gentle Thoughts Of you ............... ....L7 Sometimes
I May Stumblg
.................6
by Stacey Jones
Homgies Forever .......o...o.............,....... 6 by Kara Cox
The End Of Alie o.................................6 by Melanie Thiessen
Empty Parks................................... .....7 by Krista Cozad
Still FrietldS ......................................... 7 by Kara Cox
Carpenter Of Dreams.....o...................
by Stacey Jones Marisha ts
of My Life ...,...................
Lg
by Ann Thompson
A Paler Rose.......o...o..o.....r.................. 19 by Melanie Theiessen ThiS PSitl ...-................................ .......2A by Krista Cozd,
The Moons Glow.......o.......................20 by Janct McKinley
My Reat Thue Love ........o..................21 IVhen The Ocean Tlrrns .o.......oo........21 by Janet McKinley
E
Story .......o........................... 9
by Lindsay Jordan
The Light
byAnnThompson E
by Chris Lawrence
Daddyte Littte Girl ................o.............
by Jeyson Peters
A Dream...o................
22
by Crystal Marshall
Do You Remembe4
I Do.......... ..........22
I Thoug[t Of Yott Tbdny.*...*n.-n
.A
My Ea"e Grow Faht.-*...x.oosoo ...% by Krica &zsd AII I llgvg Is You.coo.oo.t.c--,-...---26
byJonniferlile;Dmald
NATURE FIELDS OF JOY By Lenny Kravitz
"Let's wander slowly through the fields Slowly slowly through the fields
I touch
the leaves that touch the sky
Just you and
".
.
I through the fields of joy.
.."
. The sound of music that we hear The blend of colors in the air
All cities, mountains disappear from view All tmth and beauty near me and you With you through the fields. . ."
THE SYSTEM
POLLUTION
Vacation, erosion, fi xation,
How can we fix what's already in motion? Progression, Succession, Depression,
It's American, Italian, and Russian.
a
in
a
melancholy waY.
Thinking about such horrid things, that passed him by todaY.
He thinks of the man's daily struggle,
It's in every nation. It's
He stood across the toom,
location, a potion, a notion
It's not looked down on, it's even in fashion. Construction, Rotation, Plantation, This misconception causes oppression. Conversation, Hibernation, Liberation, Opera-
the struggle of survival.
To live and breath in harmony, and
fit in a tiny chuckle.
Stuck, a victim in the system,
is his plea for pouting. He thinks, "revenge?"
tion, Examination, Flotation, Aviation, Production,
No!
Something worse.
The minutes he is counting,
Creation,
thinking of destruction...
Take the world,
And make these deductions,
But he does not understand...
And the sum of the equation...
Once a victim in the system,
!!lPollution!!!
never again
will he stand.
Don't get me wrong,I do support him, Ann Attkissm,9
but
I
see its effects...
Or maybe I'm just a pessimist, scared to fight, to
lift a hand.
To go against the system, the one that rules my land.
Jackie Burdorf, 11
SOTJPS
KTCIIEN
8way.
That'r why
lb'g
Stading in linq I ufirit Edarrassod
Ilclpbrc,
tkt.
I@br+
bbc
fuiryluing
Ignuiag
gls6
hGrc.
now
of tbe
Itrmcbcs
tohmEcrg". Wodcrin5 always wu0crlns what 6cy ccc whon trcy sre u
I hug thc chil4 tro
rrt
EC
Togothcr
ftombchindthoscptrohctivowant,
wp standinlino.
Sbldingoyes. I shift ny gaz. ottc child
Ifttrr)ro3
doll,
tb
nrso.
hclg', l0
8t my si&. Thc solcs of her
wm rhs
arp
cryiag
farcpair. Sb's a fdc4
lmly tos,
cxclrff &omotks. BcGathrough eomrrchbaatun, bruisod, tocscd asidc
likc
a uselcss rag
doll.
Thctt.
Th&ll
was carcfrrlly hidden,
porkgGdliko aglft
obc
sent
,
IF THE WORLD WERE A
FLOWER
So,I'm
scared.
I want not to die by the stagnation of my mind.
flower would peace abound? Would people smile and laugh like the sun? Would beauty be worshipped? Sweet smells bring pleasure? Would lives be valued like the petals on which we lived, the delicacy and morality stained into our minds? would we look to our neighbor and If
the world were a
To know my tnre self is my eternal goal. For Who is a man that does not know
himself, his limits, his râ‚Źsources,
He is nothing. Nothing but a breathing package of cogs and dials
existing on a flower that is soon to be stepped on...
weep at his loss? or would we merely take for
granted
Julie Baker, 12
our environment,
our gift,
wonder things above our realm ot thought? I do wonder at the wonderment of Great men
our whole existence and not
TREES Seeds
Birth Trunk and Roots part of life that and vital For courage comes upon searching to understand }tuilful To a man's life.
explanation Yearning for the solution that might only provide a deeper yearning until so deep inside myself, my mind, my thoughts that no escapc short of what has no
death, or refusal to wonder, the death of the
Mind, can relieve my questioning.
Branches Mens' children's children Seeds
Thoughs of that man Before disappearing into the soil Birth Kennith Webb, Senior
EARTHLY RESPONSIBILTY Thepeople ate and drank. They wrctc and sang. The bells they rang,
And stirred the people from their sleep,
A sleep void of things to keep, Like love, peace, and understanding. The people learned a little,
Not a lot about the world and it's a
riddle.
IS IT TIIE END OF TIIE WORLD?
One must be kind and gentle.
Do not pout! So here me
out'
Is it all prcssurâ‚Ź is this how we want to live.
As I must say, Complicating our lives, These things don't let your judgement clout.
To earth and fellow man,
ban, The life, love, and poace today. The earth is yours to rmld and shape. It is your clay' Accept and do not let these people
Ann
Attkissm,9
never learning how to give.
can't you soe the beauty quickly dyrng away. To me it,s pain that seems to be here to stay.
simple rhyurcs may rrcan so much
Lct's slow down beforc we lose touch
IkeTanner,
11
SOMEDAY Someday the world
OUR DYING EARTH will
be at peace.
Someday all hunger and happiness will be gone. Someday world leaders will be shaking each
will
be rid of color lines and
Someday, oh, that perfect someday-
When all is at peace; all right, no wrong. Some are doubtful about "someday;" but the as one
killed trillions since the dawn of man.
It lurks in the shadows of a person's heart.
It pierce's far deeper than the blade of
It
hatred.
world
has
It controls the mind of our society.
others'hands. Someday the world
It
is waiting.
a
knife.
passes through generations.
It is more deadly than a nuclear weapon.
It slowly tears our world apart YetWe don't stop it. We let this madness rape virgin minds.
Stephanie
Downey,9
We instill it with the depths of our hearts. Our slowly dying world has only it to blame. PREJUDICE. Craig Moore, 12
PHOTOHRAPGH BY JULIE LIMING
THE END OF ALIE
SoMETIMES I MAy
sruMBLE
Todav you wrote a note to mv friend'
I don't know how to feel, Sometimes I may
stumble
I guess that only time will tell
sometimes I will fall
knees it's beside me that you'llcrawl. and though
if friendships
are for real'
I,m on my
will
she deny her love
for him
tomake me smile today Stacey Jones,
11
and later on turn forward time and love him in the way:
That when she is around me his lips, they don't exist and when she turns her back
HOMGIES
FOREVER
Written on a wall for all to
A
her lips are being kissed.
see
member of this group is called a
I don't know, I never will,
G'
unril the very day,
M and M, WAH, SLY, and K.C. Homgies together we'll always
be.
You'rc holding hands in front of me and whispering away.
Kara Cox,
11
Then
I'll
see
it actually taking place
right before my eyes, You never could let go of him and so our friendship dies.
Melanie Thiessen, 10
s
EMPTY PARKS
What their heart once rPvealed in and one morp heart
filled parks
cornâ‚Źs to the park
To watch the little kids.
empty hearts
A soul that waits by itself liitle kids intemridst
Krista e-ozad"12 Big kids wittr broken hearts.
baby chairs
child's cares Wanting to be young again
little boys handy toys Playrng through sun and rain. happy laughes
tiny mishaps Prroblems so small in youttt
shining smiles breaking trials Elders took part to produce.
little hands
STILL FRIENDS
making plans That are torn down tomonow
The fun times with you arc gone.
little minds
Now its time for me to move on.
slowly define
A hean that echoes hollow. looking on
As one story ends another begins.
I only hope we still remain friends.
they become
Kara Cox,
tl
CARPENTER OF DREAMS
DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL
A man with no face came to me in my dreams,
Who is it she dreams of?
I said, "How do you smile?"
Is it a man who's tall and outstanding
"I never will, or so it seems."
one who is gentle and caring
I told him to wait and I'd get a hammer and file.
and very understanding.
I pounded away where his nose should've been,
She's thought about him
I grabbed the chainsaw and started cutting away.
day in and day out
Nothing, so I grabbed the hammer and hit him
but really she doesn't understand
again,
what love is all about.
At the end of the tunnel there is the light of day.
You see she's a child
I felt like an artisr in full flow,
to be held she yearns
"Is there anything under here?"
and though the next years of her
I had to keep hammering to know.
she
As the last piece fell...I stood in fear.
About love, about life
From ear to ear a smile of glee,
about good times and bad
From the depths of the unknown...
butjust for right now
I had created me.
she's just
Chris Lawrence,12
Stacey Jones,
still has much to learn.
little girl of dad's. 1l
PHOTOGRAPH BY AMY COOPER
life
Marisha's Story My story is one of the sorrowful tales of World War tr. My name is Marisha and when I was 18I became a victim of the holocaust. I was born in Germany to a mixed family of German and Jewish. My mother had died giving binh to me and for that my father could never forgive me. He left me in a cold, dark shack in the wee morning hours of my lifc crying for help. The young but, poor women next door found me, alone and frightened of the strange world around me. The young women had taken me to an orphanage, till I was 16 I lived in the orphanage cooking and scrubbing the filthy place with ten other children. A few months after my sixteenth birthday I left the orphanage and the few friends I had made in searrch for a new life. I got a job as a nanny for a rich and powerful family in Germany. Lady Daniele DeBrussell Had just glven birth to a baby boy and the birttr had caused her great weakness. I had help from her son, James, who was a few years oolder than me. The next two years of my life, I had found a loving family that cared about me and for nvo short years James and I had a love affair.
Our love had blossomed and we had made plans to get married the following sunrmer. Then the bad news came. Hitler was now in power and behind him were the Gestapho, secret police who came and took Jews away to concentration camps. Afraid and frightened for re, the DeBrussell put me in a secret hideaway hidden in the attic. We had come upon a large vent ttrat led to a narow passageway with stairs. I had been led to a 4 by 2 room filled with cobwebs and dust several inches thick. Everyday Mr. DeBrussell or fames would bring my food and water and let me out for fresh air. One day Mr.DeBrussell came and gave me heartbreaking news, Janps, against his will, waas drafted into the German army. James would be taking the Jews to the dreaded concenmtion camps. I cried for days but, it wasn't over yet. The honrc and family I cared for was to be the home of Nazi troops and the DeBrussells were moved to Austria.
I had been living in the secrct hideaway for three months when I discovered I was prcgnant. One day I was starteled by men's voices in the room that led to the passageway. I was filled with fear and then with joy at the sound of Lt. DBrussells naille. Every day I kept hoping James would conre and see me and his child growing in my belly. each day was getting worse and wonse. My food supply was going down increasingly fast and ttre stench of ttre bedpan and my bouts of morning sickness was sickening. It was a miracle I survived in that r(x)m.
I had been in that room for over eight months when in the late hours of the night, I began my labor. For several hours I kept silent, for the men wers still downstairs. But thc pain bccame unbearable and as I bore down, I screamed in anguish. Suddenly the wqld cnrshed around rc when I heard the sound of heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, even the baby scnsed my fear and was still. The men were tapping on the walls trying to find nrc. I felt thc baby push from my body and as he started to cry, I knew I was doomed. They had found me. I loolced up and saw faups familiar face.
At that mourcnt there was silence brwcen us. I didn't cven herc when thc ren sai( "It's a few!" They dragged me out and forced me to stand. My legs collapsed and I fell to the floor. The men kicked my ribs and I began to cry. One man reached out for my son as anothcrpulled out his gun. James had remained silent the wholc time, but as the man pulled back the cocked th ahmmcr of the gun, he came out of his trance. I remember him shouting'No!", and grabbed the baby away from the men. The other men thought he was half crazy to want to save a Jew baby. fanps reached down and picked me up carefutly and took me to the bathrmm and washed the tears off my white, gaunt
face. We walked back to the room and faced the disbelieved lools of the men. The man's cruel ways came out when they declared thc death of my fiance, Jamcs, bccause he was a trairoe, or I. My heart reached out and clurched fon James but hc slip@ through my fingers as easily as the tears flowed from my
eyes.
,
We went slowly down the stairs awarr of the timc we had together. James had told me
about
kissed our son goodbye, "I love you." I went relucuntly to the front door and nrrned around. as if waiting for him o join me, but he didn't. My eyes followed his back till he was gone. I was waiting for him to came rushing down the stairs and take rne away, but all I heard was the lonely cry of
the
gUn.
i
i
I stayed with the couple James told me about till the war was over. I left Gemrany and moved o America. Now, as I look upon my son, I can see how much he will grow up to be like his father, kind and brave. I write this story of my heart of the fust and only man who devotod his life to my safety. By Lindsay Jordan
10
i
EXTERIORITY This Poem Is Dedicated To The Class Of 1993 And Bush Pigs.
As I stand herc in these halls of cange and blue, inside this brick mass.
I think to myself where has the gone?
I see friends,
tirc
acquaintanccs, and
people I've never known, and as stand in this sea of adutlesensc
I
I think
of what will beconp of me. Then my feelings turn to confusion thinking of what I'll be leaving behind me. The rcmories of bonfires on the beach, a song that brings back a thought for just a split second-
Thepcqle Om have corne Thc people to whom I
and gonc.
love( flashcd ard
fadcd"
The people who have died.
And as I think a sort of feeling of cmptiness corncs over me because I know you can nevcr go back to the way it was. But who rcally carrs. Ryan Miller, 1l
1t
QUME MADNESS
YOU SHOULD KNOW
me, YOLING CHILD i have faith in you hiding in me, pummeling his wooden flesh fists CTIILD 'OLJNG pull us through into a rcmporal wall called life and emotions. --I-o]-*ill YOI.]NG CHILD the world is in your hands Fighting the unsetimentality and coldness, so YOI.JNG CHILD senselessly in a slug fest with bloody flesh fists ,'ve up to your demands! YoI'lNG CHILD that feel like ants that burn in pain. you have failed again Bloody flesh fists that have been humanities YOIJNG CHILD
I close my eyes and see the mad man before
euite Madness. Madness that is life and
emo- ,;S|.| HHHt time to spend
tions never felt. fi,ee. Madness never allowed about. Madness becomes the inabilty to feel,
Madness that strives to be
can't You do anYthing right? YOUNG CHILD what did you do tonight? can you hear me? aIE you there? i love you, couldn't you see? don't you dareLEAVE ME! MY BABY!
MY BABY! WHY?
to let go to experience emotions hidden,
like sadness and aloneness. -ANONYMOI.]S
All of humanity spends its life in Quite Madness.
Kennth Webb, 12
t2
ONCE TJPON
ATIME
DEAR IIRIEND
Once upon a timc
Through thc good
We meant tlre world to cach othcr,
Sometimes you didn't
Now wp rncan a lost friendship. Once upon a
lisrn
But it was OK
tirc In the end
We werc friends forpvcr, You came.
Foreverhas endcd" Once upon a tirc
We we,tp young
We would have neverlet each otherdown,
Children, unawarc.
Now we'rc both falling.
Trees laughed
Once upon a time As we'd climb
We were always together We now walk alone.
Cry whcn I fell.
Once ulnn a timc
But you,
We could 'rtL withouttrgrot,
Now
rc
turn
b somne
You we,rc the srong
else.
Never fell.
Once upon a time
Orr friendship Erant love and tnrst.
But,likc the tirc, things have
changed-
You pickedtne up
Caried mc home Dried the tears.
SaralGrtparict
11
You made the hurt From life Go away. As we grew oldcr Rressurcs
iueascd-
But you,
13
You nevcrfadcd.
Frhnds You couldn't frndcvil
Arcn't dihc. In anything.
Ad
Everything was
6at thingr that go
low f,iith chiEhood
Was good
Life
Disappcr.
fure
But Becano pain
And some of
dcr Aogel&
Dcrfried it I want you to know
I
shared"
Iundcrsund Your life to rrg
I undcrstasl Perfect"
Krista
I didn't Undcrsund
why. And now Here I am
Sitting
luc
Quic alone. I think I rcalizc now That somtirncs Whcn
Ifall
Down You can'tcatch
Thatsretircs
il
rc.
M"l2
I WANT YOU, I NEED YOU, I LOVE YOU by Elvis Presley
"Hold me close, hold me tight, Make me thrill with delight, Because I die every time we're apart.
I want you,
I need you, I love you, With all my heart. Everytime that you're near,
All my
cares disappear,
Darlin'you're all that I'm livin'for. I want you, I need you,
I love you, .ltlore and more. . ."
MBMORIES When I look back
YOU GIVE TITE STARS A REASON TO SHINE You give the stars a reason to shine
On npmories of you
and the sun a reason to rise-
I try to remember
for every moment that you are near
Only the good times.
I find myself lost in your eyes.
If I look upon You, alone, make the clouds disappear
With
sadness
and turn all the gray skies blue,
I begin to cry
and every second that you are near
And each time
I am more in love with you.
I cry over you You give my heart
a teason to
love
Anotherpart of me and my soul the
Always
dies'
you
will to survive.
keep the moon shining above,
and all of my dreams alive. S
ara
Kirkpatrick, Junior And if I could only do one thing for you,
I would, for you, suffer death.
I'd leave you my love and leave you my lifeand give you my very next breath.
fanct McKinley, 12
t5
YOIJR TOUCH
TRI.JE LOVE I called you last night just to hcr your voice.
Your ouch is like velvet, yotukiss like a whiqpet.
I love you so, but how can I tell you?
Hoping you'd say something sweet - by your choice.
You were kind as always, but kind just won't do.
I want you to love me the way I love you.
You already have your princess,I am just a figment of yotrpast. You and she are so involved in yourselves that there is no one else, but what about me?
Emily Merrcs, 10
Which way do I love you? The answer is short. Its the only way to love a man of your sort.
I stay awake nights and think of your facc. And drcam when I sleep that we're in the same placc.
So you soe, now that
I care, and really do want,
yuu and I to unite and share our feelings up
ftont. You know how much I love you, and that is what mattcrs. Becausc in this world, tnre love nothing shatters.
Kara Cox,
ll
t6
GENTLE THOUGHTS OFYOU I hung my
head
and your laughter in the air.
in And in my dream I kissed you,
solTow, and in my dream
aftcr our talk was through, and when and laid my head to rcst
I kissed you,
I awoke,
in my contiencness I missed
with gentle thoughts of you. you.
And as my body fell into
a
If this drcam
deep state of sleep,
were Eue,
if this dream wer€ true,
my mind would awaken
when I awoke,
suddenly,
I wouldn't have to miss
intoafantasylwould you. leap. Jeyson Peten, 12
As we walked hand in hand.
i
With nothing less to do, my mind was continualy
filled with those gcntle thoughts of you.
Your presence and warmth surround me, no other thought to bear,
your voice to scoth my sortow,
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PHOTOGRAPH BY JI,JLIE LIMING
THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE When I'm at home all by myself
My thoughts go out to somewhere else. I picture you and I picture me That's the way it will always be
If I'm lost or gone astray I can count on you to show the way
If I trip or happen to fall I canjust reach out and there you
are
Like a lighthouse watching for a ship Like
a mother
with her child
Like a boy waiting for a girl You are the one who makes me smile
Without you I'd be lost forever You are the light of my life.
Ann Thompson,
11
::::&,!!
PHOTOGRAPH BY
rySHA GARRISON
l8
A PALER ROSE
As the rose scent drifted slowly uP,
I smelled your
sweet cologne,
I turned around to feel your liPs, But I was all alone. When I went to pick it up and removed the crystal vase,
It slowly pricked my finger and tears ran down my face.
The redness of the rose,
Against the paleness of my hand Made me lose my footing,I could no
longer stand. The rose and I fell to the floor
I
stared at
it in awe,
heart broken, feelings crushed and raw.
I loved the rose at one time but now it's hurting me,
You took away your love and now my heart goes free.
This is why I kissed the rose
You gave me yesterday,
It was once true love, but isn't still today.
Melanie Thiessen, 10
PHOTOGRAPH BY CHARITY MAGIERA
tg
THIS PAIN
my heart
asI fall I have never known
a pain
Apart.
like this bcfore...
Never. I have nevor known a pain that hatc and
could
Krisa Cnizad,,l2
could
TIIE MooNs GLow
cry and wish
to die. I have never known a pain that shout and scream and horrid dreams. I have never known a pain that
bring
whither
The moon's glow
could
cast a shadow
upon the snowy plain-
and lie
andeat
and thepicture
my inside. a pain that
I have never known
ruin
could
itcast
was a glimpse of my past
foreveroremain
and
beratc and cause
frrozen
me
to hate. I have never known a pain like this Until Now. And I know this pain hates
that
and cries
withers but won't die. This pain rips
that
in timo
inside of my mind-
before...
a feeling
I'll
always remember.
You just don't know that I still can't let go, though your heart is as cold as December.
ranet McKi nley,l2
and scars and bleeds my
heart This pain thar's physically strong and tull of wrong. This pain that cnrshcs
!
MY REAL TRTJE LOVE
You arp my real true love.
True love is something some people
wait
Ann Thompson,
11
all their lives to find. True love is something I had never known.
At one time I thought I had but
ttrat
WHEN TIIE 0CEANS TLIRN
was a lie.
All my feelings, all my thoughts, then you came into my
alllies
when the oceans turn back from the shore
life.
do. Should I fouow my heart or my mind? Again I followed my heart. would I end up hurt? I didn't know but I was willing to give it a try and so werE you. ourrelationship started out good and kept getting better. we became so close. It was like a dream come true. You made me feel so special when we werâ‚Ź togemer.
At first I didn't know what to
I won't love you anymore' when the sunshine fails to warm my face someone else
will take
your place'
when the stars have fallen ftrom thc sky'
that's the daY
I'll
say good by'
when forPvcr ends and
tittp is through'
maybe
I'll
bc over you'
The love we had for each other then and the love we had for each other
now
is so strong.
My love for you is tnre. There isn't anything
I wouldn't do for you. We will be forever together
21
ranet McKinley' 12
A DREAM
DO YOU REMEMBER, I DO
I meet with you last night Do you rpmember when we danced
but only in a dream,
this dream I remember well because
it means
a
lot to me.
to a song that seemed so true. Do you remember when I got in trouble sneeking out with you.
I was standing on a bridge one night, around maybe one or two, the cold night air was foggy
but I caught
a glimpse
of you.
Closer you walked up to me,
for what neason was unknown, you and I stood on this bridge and then we were alone.
Do you remember the times we werc alone, even though they were few.
Do you remember all our notes, our Ix)ems, and phone calls too.
Do you rpmember how you hurt me when you brought it to an end.
Do you remember what was said
in the messages we would send. Do you remember on spring break you
On my shoulders you placed your hands, then without a word to say,
you gently kissed my check
thought my broken heart would mend.
Do you remembcr how hard it was
for you to be my closest fiend.
then turned your back and walked away.
I remember cvcrything about how CYystal Marshall, 10
it was with you and I. I remember and still know how hard you made me cry.
I remember the words I love you with a saddened sigh.
I also remember the day your quiet angriness said goodbye.
Kara Cox,
11
22
A gnrdge against you.
TIIE LOVE YOU HAVE TOIIND
I cannot hatc What you havc loved-
In your eycs I read the love. In the touch
I
see the care.
But it is not meant for me. She loves you, too.
That I can see.
I cannot bring Myself to envy. So through
it all
I will hold my tongue. I will
keep my
Feelings in check.
And notdeny you The love you have found.
Nothing she does Is reant to hurt you.
Amanda Mead,12
Nor is it meant To hurt me.
Still it does hurt.
A dull ache
PLEASE DON'T CRY
Decp in my soul.
I love you So much
Please don't cry,
it's not that
long of a goodbye.
I could cry. I want to hatc The girl you love
Before you know, we'llbe saying hello So please
don't forget me, just let me go.
I wish to hate You, too. But that is Impossible.
I cannot bear
23
Emily Merrcs, 10
I THOUGHT OFYOU TODAY
then the blessed lamb himself the Christ we soon shall see.
I thought of you today and felt my heart shed a tear,
memories of thc times wc've sharcd
.t l'
which now I hold so dear.
Go then to live in heaven,
for all etcrnity,
we'll live in peace and happiness, Forcver friends came from our mouth, and be
forever thankful we will be.
it from the heart,
but now that you have passed away,
I feel that we'rp apafi.
I know you'rr with the Lord now, and
Clystal Marshall,
l0
MY PROMISE
he'll take care of you,
and when my time has come
he'll come for me and take me too.
fust because I wasn't always there Doesn't mean I never cared
I made a promise Then on to herven I and
I shall
will go,
meet you there,
we'll walk upon the streets of gold, and up ttrc golden stairs.
That I intend to keep
My promise rnadc was To never lct you wecp To never let you hurt
And to never let you down Go ttren will we to the throne noom of ourl-ord and King, Be with him in his prcsence and hear thc angels sing.
But when my promise Was to be uscd
You didn't make a sound Because you
didn't think
I could be found. On to meet the Son of God what a blcssing that will be,
Sara
Kirkpatrick,
11
,
ALL OF EVERYTHING
LET ME KNOW
AU the poems I wrorc
you have me contused, Does your apology still
Are youjust unsure,
All thc words I uttcred
stand?
havc kePt
or
Do you feel love when holding my
your ftee heart
hurd? imprisoned'
me, Was it just the thing to say? or was it the truth,
when you said you love
Does your heart still feel the same
could not
All of my lovc AU of my
way?
you, Should I let you leave my heart? Until you tell me what you want I think I'll love you, as in the start. If what you tell me is going to hurt, my tears will be made of love, not hate. If what you tell me is joyous and sw@t, I'[l look forward to the love wc can crEate. please let me know soonfor your love rcans so much. You might as well know thatI love you and miss your touch. But don't let that stop you frrom expressing what you feel. I can live with the tnrth, whcther or not my heart you steal.
cries
could not have
kept your eyes
People tell me to forget
ftom straying'
All of everything
All I gave
could not have
kept your lovc from ending' But now that I know
Now that I
realizc
it is to latc
to take back my love
love' Now that I know Now yotu heart's let
go
it is my heart it is my soul
that dies.
Kara Cox, l1
Krista Cplzad.,12
25
MY EARS GROW FAINT
ALL I HAYE IS YOU
My ears grow faint
It's deeper than deep
Listening for your call
and equal to love
My mouth goes dry With the want of it all.
Only you and I understand
My hand grows tired
someone who cares and
Waiting to be clasped
someone to hug
My mind goes blank
Only you and I understand
Waiting to be asked. Sharing our pains and
My legs turn frail Waiting for your return
dreaming our dreams
My eyes grow bleak
Only you and I understand
Looking for discern.
Things aren't worth it
My lips grow pale
sometimes it seems
My heart grows slow Only you and I understand And this body of mine Still won't let go.
that love endures a lifetime
But it's not just my body Ike Tanner,
11
It's my heart that won't give in. To this thing that is coming The end, the end.
To Kyle
I love you
Krista Cozad,12
PHOTOGRAPH BY KARA COX 26
THE DARKENED ROSE The rose which once grcw red,
To many tears have been shed,
for thou I will not cry.
now grows in a shade of black,
I've given one fair warning,
Crystal Ma$hall, 10
it would be wise to watch one's back.
You must pay for that which you have put me through, but while this comes to pass, remember always I love you.
Death Messenger cometh forth,
for I have summoned you,
WHAT DOES A ROSE REPRESENT?
the night is long but time is short, and there is
still much killing to do.
What does a rcse represent?
A rose represents you and me. Something beautiful that everyone can see. Take the life of the once loved,
Slowly wilting and turning brown. and then the love
of
he.
Our love is dying and nothing Escort them to the place of death,
whomever shall it be.
can stop this or slow it down.
Roxann Durpinghaus, 12 Just before you leave,
take every hope of safe return, abandon them forever, and cackle while they burn.
Psychotic you must think of me, but I knew they had to die.
?1
IIESffATING TIIE CALL
It is soon placed on the telephone Her fingers remble as she bcgrns to strike the
She sits
alone
keys
The darkness of the empty room surroundt'her, { | ,shc stops
Her mind is thinking of something...somebody Shc osscs thc receiver back onto the base she withdrawals a deep breath and releases Her heart is beating rapidly
a
tear.
She
The droplet of unhappiness begins its
journey
More tears begin ro flow and whispering sobs
cheek Many follow down her soft
For she isn't weeping of
flings hersclf back acrcss the bed
emerge from deep within her soul
That is all to rcll, for hereyes fall closed and her
happiness
dreams begrn.
I can see the deepened frown engraved upon her
face
Jennifer McDonald, g
The sorrow in her eyes as she sweeps the hair
from her
brow
yOU DIDNTT KNOW TIIIS BIJT...
What could it be that this young one is dwelling
over? beat For I fear her heart is in disres, It's crying out, do you hear it,s whimper? Thoughts are dancing throughout her mind A smile appcars on her face for only a brief monrcnt, Then fades like a fluttcring butterfly Her flesh fecls cold..the darkness contains an icy chill Herpillow is drenched from tears Her heart is pulsating at a slow
you didn,t know this but...
I
see
you look at her
*hen
she passes by.
I see you talk to her and this you can't deny. She is beautiful and outgoing
and this is no lie. So do rne this favor,
it's the only onc
I'll
ask'
Just turn around, walk
off.
and never, ever look back.
Her han{ so soft, but yet so rough, reaches out Roxann Durpingshaus, 12
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collection of poeffis, stories, and photographs entwined together by music of such artists as Elvis Presley, Metallica, Club Nuvouo Lenny KravLtz, Jimi Hendrix, Nirvana, and Hammer. Join us on the URSUS L992 tour as it leads us on a journey of humor, inspiratiotr, love, death, and friends.
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The Boundries Of Your Love...........14
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byAmanda Mead
by Anna Attkissm
A Paintin$........ by Kennth Webb Winning Spirit by D.D.O. Charlie by Stephanie Downey Progressiol ......................oo.................. 5 by Anna Atkissm Finals .........oo..................o...................... 5 by JeffJones
Portrait...
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by D.D.O. The Song .......o...................o.o................ 6 by Rebecca Brooks Graduatioll ........ by JeffJones Aquaintence In The Jack'In'The Box ................................. 6 by Shlomo Chin Footsteps........ by Emily Mertes Explorers by Mike Berg Ownership ......................................... by Anna Attkissm
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UntOuCh€d .......................................... 11
by Autltor Unknown Untitled by Sara Kirkpatrick
M.C.
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by Melanie Thiessen
by Craig Moorp
Still He Loves Y
15
by Jeyson Peters
MET TIC : DE
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Victory ............................................... 16 by Craig Moore
Alt Haltows Eve
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by Crystal Marshall
A V9omen Beaten byAnnaAttkissm DeathS lVings.................o.................r. 17 by Emily Mertes 18 Lonesome Dove byAmanda Mead
Concious Death
18
by Shlomo Chin
The Silent Calm Of Death................19 by Jenny Heinicke
I)evilts Do! ......................................... 21 by Crystal Marshall
Enigma
22
byAnonymous VYarned Once Before ..o...o........ .........22 by Crystal Marshall
Thait Of Death ..........o.....o......G...... .....23 Suicide
Hopes and Drear[s ............................ 13 by Kennth Webb ...o...o.o.....................
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by Craig Moore
HAMMER:INSPIRATION t
Outdoor Church
A Heaven Toy
by Jennifer McDonald
NIRVANA: HUMOR ND LIGHT Death From Bghind
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by Chris Lavnpncc
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ANYTHING GOES PURPLE
HAre
by Jimi Hendrix
"Pulple haze all in my brain, Lately things don't seem the same,
Actin'funny, but I don't know why, Excuse me vhile I kiss ttre sky. Purple haze all around,
Don't know if I'm ccmi:r'up or down, Am I happy, or in misery Whatever it is,
That girl put a spell on me. . ."
BILLY! The time has come
o
tell the tale of
a wanted
man'
Hc rode the trail like only this man can'
He chearcd, [od, drank, and stole. But most of all, as history told,
A PAINTING
He killed.
Hc killed and
killed,2l
as
I
here tell.
Therp socms to bc ease
2l ilr-zl that's quirc a bill.
From tlrc goldcn dove
The old west's gangster'
From afar, glidc easilY
Prince of Pistiliers!
Of lights of color.
To my eyes this brought tcars. Thc story and death of this kid.
Kennth Webb, 12
From Ncw Mexico thcY could not rid.
Until his hire, Sherrif Garret
as he was called'
His friend in trouble, friend in fire.
WINNING SPIRIT
Shot in the back,
As I here rcll.
In the dark, in a shack.
Thc dog's hcaving sides,
bqn to bc a chamPion,
To this he was unarurd and unalarmcd. a gamblcr's drcam.
For his fricnds he was 8mid. Or so hc thought.
D.D.O., This is thc tale of BillY the Kid!
Anna Attkissm,9
11
Charlie
Matthcw and Laura were doep into tlrc heart of tlrc muscum. They walkcd silently, roundcd a corner, and stared down a long corridor.
"I'd
surE hatp
o
get lost in this place." said Man. ttre spokc
in ghostly hushed tones.
"Mr. Schmict did
say that thc carctakers rtxlm was at the cnd of this hall, right?" Laura
asked.
"I think so." Matthew rcplied noticing
the quietness arcund them. They no longercould sec
the light from the office they had just left. Ahead of them, he saw a widc, shadowy snirway that swept graccfully upwards.
'nVait a minutc, thcrc he is!" Laura said suddcnly. Shc grabbed Matt's arm and pointcd at thc top of thc stairs. A man moved hurriedly up them.
"Sir, wait dcep,
a minute
!" Matt was takcn back at the sound of his own voice cchoing through the
da* hallways. "He's gone!" He said as he reached "I wonder why he didn't
the
fmt of the stairs.
stop? He surely must of heard you, or at least one of yotu cchocst"
Laura answercd breathlessly as she caught up with Matt and stood by his sidc.
"Mr. Schmidt did
say that Chadic was a striange
Ean." Maa rcmindcd her.
"Hc was right about two things, then. Hc said it would be drafty in this pan of thc museum,
I'm fteezing to dcath." Laura statcd as a shiver ran through hcr.
Strc pulled MaE's dcnim
jackct
tightcr around hcr.
"It wasn't cold when wc camc in." Matt added
as he nrgged down the slceves
of his
sweatshin.
"I
suppose we'd better go on up and find thc
catrtakcr." Laura suggestcd. Shc shivcrrd in
thc coldness, then moved quickly up the staircase with thc feeling that Matt was closc bchind hcr.
"Maybc we shouldn'L" Matt took hold of Laura's arm and pullcd hcr back, "It is pretty dart up there."
"He has o havc a light on. Wc probably just can't scc it from herc. Conrc on." IJura shook
his grasp and continued walking up the stairs.
They had only climbed a short distance up the stairs when they heard footsteps coming from behind them, from down the corridor where they had just been. Immediately, Matt and Laura froze on the stairs. The footsteps werc monstrous, as if two people were hurrying somewhere. They grew louder and louder. Matt and Laura waited, watching the bottom of the staircase. The footsteps quickened, they were all most running down the corridor.
"Do you think anything's wrong?" Matt whispered in I-aura's ear.
"I don't know," Laura answered faintly back, "but we'll find out
soon enough."
They waited, concentrating on the approaching footsteps as they seerned to come closer and
closer. Then it was suddenly quiet. There was only a long, lingering silence. All Matt andlaura could hear was the sound of their own breathing.
"I don't like this," Matt admitted softly to Laura, "Somebody else is in here. We're not alone." Laura swallowed hard. She did not oven trust her own voice to speak. Instead, she took
Matt's hand as they continued up the stairs. They had nearly reached the point where a deep shadow fell across the stairs, when a man's laugh cracked the erie silence like glass. It was an uncanny sound that stopped them absolutely cold.
They whirled around, only to meet eyes with a shabby old man. His wiry hair stuck out from his head at odd angles. He wore a faded checkered shirt under apair of worn-out overalls. He stared
back at them with nearly red eyes.
"So you want to talk to me, do you?" He tipped his head at an angle and looked at them
curiously, "What for?"
"Are y-y-you Ch-Charlie?" Laura questioned the odd looking man. "That's me. Been caretaker around this place longer than most folks care to remember." Charlie flashed the pair that "matter of fact" look.
Slowly Laura and Matthew made their way down the dark stairway and stopped opposite the caretaker, who continued to stare at them.
"We thought we saw you go upstairs. That's where we werâ&#x201A;Ź headed." Matt explained.
"It was." "What do you mean "it was"? Now you aren't going to try to make me believe that one person can possibly be in two places at once. You just can't make me believe that!" Laura rambled
on and stared hard at the caretaker. "I really don't care what you say, it just isn't possible."
"Laura, be quiet." Matt kept a watchful eye on the ca.rctaker. Charlie's face seemed to turn a
brilliant red, to match his eyes, and seemed to glow. Matt didn't wait one more instant. He graL;3o Laura's hand and dodged past the caretaker. He dragged Laura down the hall, through the hcavy wooden doors, and out on to the vast, uncared
for lawn. While Laura caught her breath, Matthew surveyed his surroundings. He swore he saw a
light floating around in the graveyard across the deserted dirt road. It made him rather weary to think they were being watched. As soon as Laura was okay, they mad: their way to the gas station to phone Matt's dad. When they arrived they both entered the booth.
"You got any money?" Matt looked hopefully
at Laura.
"Yea, sure hold on." She groveled through her purse and came up with two dimes and nickel. "Here Matt. Matt? Matt, what's wrong? Matt..."
By Stephanie Downey
PHOTOGRAPH BY NANCY RADEBAUGH
a
PROGRESSION The dust rolled down the dirt roads af a cow-
town;
FINALS
Past the Hotel, Past the
Saloon,
Nerrres tightcn you up
place.
And past the Old Hagcn Soon came the
What must I do to succeed?
cars,
Concentrate and read
Thatrolleddown thedirt strrets of
acowtown;
JeffJones, 12
Past the Hotel, Past the Saloon,
And past the Old Hagen place.
Following the cars came the depression. The cowown became a
town.
pORTRNT
The town became a city.
Through the new ages of the
youth,
poised like sone statucs,
who I pitty'
an unscratched irch; waiting smiles...
The crimes, hunger, and the smells of the
hurt-
frnally a flash.
ing, Rolled down the cernent sheets of a
city.
Past what used to be the Hotel,
The Saloon,
And the remains of the Old Hagen place.
All this I warched in diqpare, Tm young to die, too old to carc. So as I sat and warched the Rat Racc,
I ttrought
so this is
At a slow pace. Anna Atkissrn,9
hogress,
D.D.O.,
ll
TIIE SONG A
song of old days drifts through my head,
*AQUAINTENCE IN TIIE JACK.IN.
TIIE.BOX"
Nameless, yet known, it fills my soul with
harmony. alone. It will stay with me forcver, For it never ends,
All my fiends arc dcad, Momny' Their hcads glued to springs'
The song is priccless to me
'*
the crank and when
it's timc'
firc box flings open their brains'
And I will cherish each note that blesses my Shlomo Chin, 11
ears.
Rebecca Brooks,9
FOOTSTEPS A distantmcmory
GRADUATION
Feclings that I have never
felt bcfore.
It's finally
done
months Make lnoney, have fun. collcge is here in four
All you leave in my mind is foosrcps. The footsteps in the hall, the foosrcps in the snow' That is all I have left is footsrcps.
JeffJones, 12
Emily Meres, 10
EXPI.ORERS
I
One day as I was walking down thc srect saw a sign that sai4'EXPIJORERS NEEDED" I went insidc and applied for the job. I then went homc and started packing for the trip. The next day I went to get on thc boar My parfircr was thc,rc. Wc loadcd thc boat and soon wcrp on thc way. Wc hcaded south and went around the CAPE OF GOOD HOPE. We we,rc sailing along whcn we ran ino some land. We didn't know what it was so wc got down and startcd expluing. We hiked for about an hour or so. Wc thcn saw & crack inn thc side of a mountain. Thc ctack in thc sidc of a mountain. The crack was big enough for pcrson to fit through. I dccided to go through the crack. Once I got through the crack I rcalizod that it was onc of those bat cavcs that I had rcad about I went through the cave to the end of it. At the cnd of it I saw a sort of dmr. On it were somc hydrographic. It was lucky for us that I was studying them in school. I went up to them and startcd to rpad them. It sai4 "To enter the GREAT CITY push access code. Access codc is "dog eats cat" I then pushed "dog eats cat". Thc ground stared to shake and I felt as if I was in a clevator going down. When it soppcd I got off and looked around. There werc thrce doonpays. Each door had somcthing writtcn on it. I went to each door and read the sign. The one on the left was the boys room, the one the right was thc girls room. Thc door in the middle was the entrance to the GREAT CITY. I then went up o thc dmr wondering how earth I was going to open it when it opened by itself. I walked in vecry carefully. There was tons of gold and silver down therc. I went to sore of the buildings. In these buildings there werc lots of little gold boats, animals, and goldcups. I then went to the mayors house (or I think it was the mayor's housc). The mayor's house was made out of solid gold. His bed was canred out of silver. I was walking through his house when I saw something very strange. The strango thing was a solid gold statue of a person, probably the mayor. Under the statuc was a straw mat covercd *HERE LAYS OUR GREATEST LEADER." with silver. There was hydrographic in gold on the mal They sai( go After that I left to tell my friends on top all about it then we sailed back o Spain. When we got to Spain I told the King and Qucen what we had found and asked if we could have bigger ships to bdng the gold and riches in. When we went back wc did not find uy crack in the wall, so we scarched for three days and finally found it. They then took big creatcs down to fte city. When ftey got ttrere they first put the mayor's bed ino the create. They took the qeates back to the ships. They then went back down to ttre city and got some of the gold nuggets and diamonds. Then they went o the mayorc house and took his statue and nrg. The boats were starting to sink so they took his statue and rug. The boats wcrp starting to sink so the tmk out some of the stuff and set sail for Spain. When we got to Spain we had a rrception from the King and QUecn. I gave thc silver ring to the Queen. I gave the King the gold bed" My crew and I restcd for a week then sct off for the unknown contincnt as it had been called by onc of my crrw. When we got therc we were shocked- All the gold, silver,and stuff was on the bcach thanfs to the l0 people we left behind- They had even taken apart thc mayor's housc. Then I sent thc fleet horc ud I stayed to explore for some more cavcs such as that one. It had becn 3 days since the flcet left and I still hadn't found anything. I was about to grve up when I trippcd and fell over something. I looked backed and there was something gold sticking out of ttre goun& Whcn I took the shovel that I had been using as a cane and started to dig around the object. I dug for 2 weeks, thcn my shovel broke. Then I just sat arcund diggrng with my hands. I was running low on food and the ncxt day a ship came with supplies. I asked them if they would help re dig 0ris thing up. We werp diggrng when somcone hit something that sounded like gold. Then we all saw the gold and got the brmm and pushed off all the dirt and clay. Wc did this for 3 hours then took a nap. When wc woke up we startcd diggrng and sweeping again. The next day we did the sanre. This went on for 3 weeks. On the fountr week we stared to sec the general shape.It looked like one of our ships only gold- When we got it all uncovercd we cut down sonre ftes and laid them in front of thc boat. We then caught sorne wild ox and hookcd them to the boat and pulled it rcal hald" We heard some moaning and cracking and the boat started to movo. we got it to the ooean. The ship started to
float. I got on board and went to the deck. On the deck I saw thrce levers and the steering wheel. I went and told the captain of the other ship to move and look at it.Thc ottrer captain carne and he said he had not seen anyttring like it beforp. He found a book with the words Instructions written on it. I then read the book and started sailing the ocean. I was going along when a pirate ship came along and fired at me. I slipped and fell on one of the levers. The lever moved and a big gold sail come out of the center of ttre boat. We tmk off like a gun shor I fell backwards and then got up. After that I pulled the lever back to its nomral position. I sailed back to Spain and sold thc boat to the Spanish Government. I got $50,000,000.00 ftom the sale of the boat. I then rptired for about 3 years. I then dccidcd to go cxplore for mrc utasurcs. I got on BIG GOLD ( thc boat I found for the Spanish Government) and set sail. This time I went northeast and ran into a continent covered in ice. I went down a river till the watcr froze into ice. I then got off and walked a milc. I was welking along when I saw a sort of chair on wheels frozcn in a block of ice. I wcnt back to the ship and got an icc pic. I then went back to the chair and picked away at the block, when I finished I sat down in the chair. I pushed one lever fo,rward and ttre chair started to move to the right. I then pushed the other one and went lcft. I pushed them both forward and starrcd going forward- This was fun. I pushed them harder and hooked the chair up to the crane. I then raised thc
chairtothetopofthedcckanddrovearoundthetopoftheboat. IwentbacktowhercIfoundttreboat. WhenI got therâ&#x201A;Ź I put the chair on the ground and drove around for a couplc of hours exploring. As I was driving I ran into a snrmp. The stump turned out to be a handle. I hooked the handle o the chair and took off. The handle was attached to a wagon and now I had sorething I could carry things in. Late that night I set up camp and went to sleep. The next morning I saw something in the wagon, it was a booklet that had the worrd instnrction written on it. I opened it and read for about an hour. The book told me there was a map under the cushion of the chair. The book also old me there was a brown button in the left sidc of the chair. The button would make the chair go to tho "X" on the map so I got off the chair and looked for the button. I found the button and got into the chair. I tightened the rope that held rc in and pushed the brown button. I took off going to the ooean then took a sharp left turn, and headed west. i just sat there until the chair stopped moving. then I got the shovel out of the wagon and started diggrng. I dug for about an hou then hit somcthing. I reached down and pulled up thc tneasurc chest. There was an old rusty lock on the chest that I broke with onc gmd kick. I opened the ueasure chest and found a note that was attached to it. I read the notc. The note said that therc was red button on the chair. Push it. I got into the chair and touched the red button, the chair went straight up. The arms turned o wings and out of the back of the chair carne a propeller. Then the chair went straight forurard then swoopcd to the right When I landed the chair drove for about a mile then stopped. I got off the chair and grabbed the shovel. Then I started to dig. I dug for 2 hours and found a treasurc chest full of books and papers. I reburied the treasure chest. I then laid down and went to sleep. When I woke up I got breakfasr After breakfast I startcd back o the ship. I stopped for lunch and found another button. Nothing happened for a while then the chair took off like a startled dcer. I was heading straight for a mountain wall. Right before I hit the wall a bright light shone in frront of me. The next thing I knew I was in a tunnel that was growing the farther I went. Then I broke through the side of a big room. This room was a different section of the GREAT CITY. In this room there was about 7 or 8 houses. They didn't look like any of the other houses that I had scen. I went insidc one of the houses. The insidc was nice and clean. The house looked like a pcrson was living in Ore house. I decided o kcep this part of the city o myself. It was gening dark outside. I lit a candle I had with me and went outside to see what the noiscs were. The noise turned out to be the person that had been living in the housc. The person who had been living in Ore house was a real nice guy. I sat down with the guy and we starrcd to talk. We talked for about an hour or so. I found out that his namc was Jack Ripper. He was also from Spain. Iack told mc that he was sent to find the new wuld about l0 or 15 years ago. He was blown off his coursc that he had madc and ended up here. He tried o sail back to Spain but his crcw said he was srazy and threw him over-board. Then he walked around the continent for three days. He then stumbled into this room of the *GREAT After ttrat I decidc to Ell him I would take him back home. Hc said ttrat he would be very grateful to me if I would take him home. When we got back to Spain the King gave Iack a new boat and srew, plus 900,000 dollars. Then Jack set offto discover something. When Jack got back he old rne hc had found an island off the coast of the continent that had thc "GREAT C{IY" on it. I told him ttrat I would likc to go with him when he returned to the island to sce if we could frnd anything. He said that I could if I could gct
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BIG GOI-D. I told him I might be able o. He said great The next day I went and asked the King if I could borrow BIG GOLD, the king said I coul( on one condition, that I clarm the island for Spain. Wc spent the next few days rounding up a crcw for our voyage. The next day we set sail for the lirle island. We wcrt gonc for about an hou when we saw what looked o bc a little island. We sailed straight for the island" wc found a littlc bay and dropped anchor. Then we &oppcd tlp row boats and rowed for shore.When we got to the shorc wG went exploring. You wouldn't believe what wc found. We found a big door and tried to opcn it. Thc dmr wouldn't budge. It was madc of pure gold" I got mad at the door and kicked it, guess what, it opencd" We all looked at each other in amazement Then I said wc had beuer go in and lmk After we sepped in ttre big doon wc noticed that everything was madc of pure gold" We went to one of the buildings and decided to slecp there fo ttre night. After a good night's slecp we went back to the big ship and got some cratcs. After we had madc 20 cratcs full we sct sail for Spain. It took us a few extra days to get to Spain because our hull was so weightcd down. When wc finally arrived at Spain wc wete so happy that we had madc it becausc wc werâ&#x201A;Ź almost out of food" Latcr ttrat night we had a party and decided to go back and get the rest of the gold we had left behind. The next day we set sail for the liale island. When we got therp we wcnt to the big door and went insidc and got the rest of the gold. On the return trip we decided to takc another rouE back to Spain. On our rcturn we ran into an even smaller island than beforc. We dccidcd to go exploring on the island- We lmked around for about an hour or so and then found a good place to spend the nighr When we awoke we found that someone or something had been there while we wetc sleeping. I asked for somc voluntcers to coure with me and follow fte fmprints. I got 2 volunteers. We set off after ttre footprints, we followed them for about a mile ttren they just disappeared. We looked high and low for a clue as to where they could of gone. It didn't take long to frgure out where they had gone. We looked up and saw a huge temple covered in grass and vines. Then we looked for an entrance. We found one clear on the other sidc of the temple. Wc went through the entrance and found a big gold bird- There was a ladder on one sidc of the bird and we climbed ttrc ladder thc ladder and lmked in the birds head" Itt the birds head there was three little chairs. I climbed into the middle seat and the volunteers climbed into ttre other trno seats. There was a a handle sticking out of the bottom of thc floon. I pulled back on the stick and a covcr cunc over the top of the bird's head. This was getting intercsting. Then I pushed a red button in front of me. Then the bird lifted out of the room and we were flying like we werE a real bird. I was very excited about all of this. I mean ttre fact that I was flyrng was real weird and I almost barfcd- We flcw till we found wherc we landed "Big Gold" and land landed the bird- When we landcd thc bird thc crsw ran over to us and they wondercd how we did this. We told them we wcrr just as surprised as they werE. We told the crcw how we had found the bird and how we took off. The crew said that they would follow ttre bird hore. The next day wc took offfor SPAIN. When we got to SPAIN the King said ttrat I could kecp the bird" I flew thc bird hore and decided to retirc from exploring. I was retircd for about 4 years until the King catlcd mc to his quartcrs for a meeting. IIe wantcd me to lead an expedition to the unknown continenl I said that I would lovc to but he would have to pay mc $100,000. He said that he would pay any price. The next day I set sail for "UGA BOOGA" the contincnt I that I had found-
When I got to Uga Bmga I went to my old housc and got all of my things and then I went to thc docks and gor BIG GOLD ready. Then I set sail for Uga Booga. Whcn I got o LJB I dccidod to sct up my tcnt I livod in my tent for threc weeks and then I moved into my ncw palacc. On ttrat day I had a ton of unpacking to do so I startcd as soon as I got up. By noon I had most of my stuffunpacked. Then I atc lunch. After lunch I got back to wort unpacking my stuff. The next day I set out to explore the desscrtregion of UB. While I was in the Burning Sea (desscn) I saw sore weird little rocks. I decidcd that aftcr I got back to my palacc I would get my chairs on whecls and go find the treasure chest of books. I got back to my palacc and got on thc COW (Chair On Wheels). I wcnt to the spot where the tneasure chest was and dug it up. I then tmk the chest back to my palace I looked through the books and found what I was looking for. I was right.
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Those rocks did look familiar. They werc the landmarks for the grcat reasurc. The next day I went back to the rocks and studied them along with the map in one of my books. The map said that I should go ten paoes to the norttr and then do trvclve paces east. I followed the map and it lead np to another bunch of rocks that was on the map. From thcrc I was to go twelve paces north and then go fifteen east. I followed the map to the letter. Then the map said to takc onc stcp o thc west and kick the littlc rock in the big cluster of rocks. I kicked ttre liule rock and a door opened. I was surprised to soc it do that. I lit a tourched ttrat hung on the wall of the tunnel. I walked down fte tunnel and lit ourches as I wcnt. I got to the cnd of the tunnel and I was amazed. There in front of me wcrt sorre hydrographic. I read them. firey sai( "If you would like to ente,r the city of gold give apass word." I wondered what the pass word would bc. I wcnt for a long shot. I put GOLD. the door opened. I walkcd *BIG GOLD'S". The inside and was amazsdat the gold that I saw. therc was enough gold o make one hundrcd entire city was carved out of cntire gold" I dccidcd to kccp this discovery o mysclf. I counrcd the amount of gold I had and it was more than the arrcunt of the king. I was amazpd at the au)unt of gold that I had. the next day I had to go back to Spain to get some supplies. when I got to Spain the crew of thc first ship that I had gone exploring with wad in dre storc. They asked me if I had sccn anything unusual arcund the island" I told them that I hadn't seen anything unusual. while I was in Spain I went to my housc urd visitcd my wife and told her that she could come and live with me when I rcturned to U.B. My wife and trro children weru $) surprised that the house was so big. What they were really surprised about was that I had built it all by myself. The day after my wife and children moved into my housc wc did a ton of unloading. then I tookl hem to the Solid City. They were all anrarrd, at the city and they said that I should of told them carlier of what I had found. I told them that I was afraid of what might had happened if I old them in Spain. I didn't want the rumor to spread that I had more than the king. In the weeks that followed thc palacc was cleaned up and it know had a women's touch. One day I went exploring with mu sons to the old Great City sight and my son found a door that we hadn't sen before. The door was hidden by a huge boulder and was very heavy to movc. My son finally got it moved and we wondered how we were going to get it opened I found sorre hicroglyphics and found the word for gold and pushed to see what would happen. Nothing happenerl My son suggested that I try to use somc other words ands I did" They were: diamond, ruby and silver. Then my son said to forgct it. Whcn he said this he lcaned up against the door and it opened. I thought that was funny, hcrc we were tying to get the thing opcncd for trvo hotu s and my son just leaned on it and it opened. We went insidc and werp amazrA at what we found. we found cnough silvcr to make a boat thc size of Big Gold. After we had the s',m of this loot we addâ&#x201A;Źd it to the sum of the rest of thc ucasurps that we had found on the island. By the time we wcrc don we had one hundrpd trillion dollars. I was rich bcyond my wildcst dreams. The next day we all set sail for Spain and when we got there I gavc each of my childrcn 1.2 million dollars to spend on what evcr they wanted to buy. Meanwhile I went to thc king's palace and bought back the big gold bird./When we got done shopping we went horr and had a picnic in the palace. Aftcr the picnic my son and I went exploring and we found a large hole and we wondpred what mad the hole. My son (David) suggestcd that wc go home and look through books and see if we could find anything. when we got home David went to thc library and got the books. Onc hour latcr we found what we were looking ftr. the hole was madc form a violent earthquake that madc a lot of these holc's in ttre Epoun& My son and I went back to the hole and took the mcasurcmcnts to rpcord in the data book we had starcd-
By Mike Berg
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OWNBRSHIP
TJNTOUCITED
wrong? Do we consume it when we dine? Can we take it with us when we die? If we die, will it die? Was it always ours? Isn't it as wild as the stars? How much can we take? Since we use it, can we make? This is our dilemma, this is our distness If we learn the lesson well,
As a child I did not know
who
says what's
we may
right, and what's
lift ourselves from this
ourpersonal
hate
evil war murder
I only knew friends trust hocolate ice-crâ&#x201A;Źam and the love found in mother's annsi.
mess,
hell!
Ede EPPenon' 10
The one we c:rated, the one that must be restated. Ownership?
How can we own what we have not crâ&#x201A;Źated? Anna Attkissm,9
11
UNTITLED I Look, But at nothing. Past everything,
To a place That has no name.
It only serves purpose To those that need it. Things are better,
Life is happier, And love is greater.
Sara
Kirpatrick,
11
PHOTOGRAPH BY KATIE MORRIS t2
INSPIRATIONAL PRAY by M.C. Hammer
" All of my life I wanted to Make it to the top, Some say I wouldn't, but "No"
I didn't stop, Workin' hard, makin' those moves Everyday,
And on my knees every
Night you know I'd pray We got to pray Just to make
it today. . ."
HOPES AND DREAMS
OUTDOOR CHURCH
I Ery to fill with hopes and dreams; and as I walk down this sreet
Oh cross upon the waters
I have a hole in my heart, that
and step over this bum sucking
bottle dry as a
his ,
bone,
stirs in his sleep and pulls the blanket of rags to his face. And as I walk down this street, I try to ignore the blood on the sidewalk from last nights death. While I try to filIthe hole in my heart with hopes and dreams. And as I walk farther past whores, pimps, pushers, and the inoccent he is disturbed by my steps; he
Standing crooked, mounted on rocks
White caps sloshing at your base Snow upon the crossing bough
You look up to the skies And I wonder why
You've stood there for many decades Not movin$, arms to the Lord That second I understood When I die to myself
I can let Christ live through me; Which is why the cross still stands Its wood is long since dead
But it continues to live through and glorify Christ, Raising it's arm eternally to the lord.
children standing behind them.
I try to fill the hole in
my
heart with ho.pe and nothing else but dreams.
Kennth Webb, 12
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Melanie Thiessen, 10
THE BOUNDRIES OF YOUR LOVE Father,
I love you.
A HEAVBN TOY
God had an idea. To reveal the answer of a popular prayer...
"O' Lord, what is the meaning of life?" The boundries of your love
God had an idea.
Are endless,
He would disclose this secret unto only one
Stretching across
lucky individual.
A thousand skies.
A child. After God had finished explaining, "The mean-
When circumstances Cause me to doubt
ing of life", the chosen child pondered only briefly befor
his shiny,
Your loving hand, red ball was much more interesting.
You draw back. Craig Moore, 12
You lay me at the cross And wait for me to heal. Then you stand me up
And send me out again. Father,
I love you. The boundries of your love
Are endless.
Amanda Mead, 12
PHOTOGRAPH BY SARA GOERKE
14
(STILL HE LOVES YOU
by yourself.
I know I've tried, Chorus: And we fall from grace,
you'll loose your love
and his hand is there,
as the
pain grows inside.
but still some slip through.
You can't and
it
see his face,
Jeyson Peters, 12
seems unfair,
but still he loves you.
This world is cruel, but he left us here to grow. BLlt not alone
for he loves us so.
His son, a sacrifice, he went through so much
pain.
More than you'll ever feel or comprehend inside your brain.
With all the deception that seeps through the land.
I can understand why you let go of his hand.
And you can't do
it PI-IOTOGRAPH BY JULIE LIMING
15
DEATH AND DISPAIR MY FzuEND OF MISERY
by Metallica
"You just stood there screaming, Fearing no one was listening to yorl.
They say the empty can rattles the most, The sound of your own voice must soothe yot
Hearing only what you want to hear, And knowing only what you've heard. You, You're smothered in tragedy,
And you're off to save the world. Misery You insist that the weight of the rvorld should be on your shoulders.
Misery There's more to life than what you see.
My friend of misery. . ."
VICTORY The sword whispers from its sheath
fighter takes his place in darkness The night drifts silently about him a
yet he does not fear
A sudden
glitter
pass the blades
his opponent yet unseen The swords connect but no blood is yet drawn
Thrust twist a whisper of
cloth
ALL HALLOWS EVE
the stars twinkle on cold steel
A forest waiting in respect
The spirits are close on All Hallows Eve'
watcher A clash - true combat has begun Death a silent
A roll of bodies a sudden flick of the
waiting for the sacrifice, ready to receive.
sword
quick parry then strike
fight Sudden calmness the decision has been made A silent word passes by the eyes Tonight he faces the strongest
Then a whirlwind of violence
steel Lightning fast the sword moves deftly slipping past a useless guard Sparks
fly from meeting
Red flows and life drops to the soil
pierced A body falls no breath remains Sweat drips from the standing brow A final strike the chest
A greatful warrior sheaths his blade
victory.
The servants arc many and the ceremony long, trembling with fear for their powers are strong' Go crazy with wonder of what next they might do,
frightened of yourself that you may kill too' Join the club and wonder about, but once you are in, you can't get out.
Listen carefully and may'be you'll learn' but learn the wrong thing and for that you
will
burn.
When you joined you made the big mistake too, now your soul is theirs and they'll be coming for
Craig Moore,
12
you.
Nothing can help you but don't you cry, there is no escape, just face it and die.
Crystal Marshall, 10
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A WOMEN BEATBN
DEATHS WINGS
Her hair was tangled,
Deaths wings
Her face, beyondrcpair. This was a life that had been beaten
wind.
o
the
ground.
A life of dispare. How do you tell a life this void, That things will improve?
With this, something had toyed, And wittr this life something had desroyed.
A thing called happiness, For a fellow man. From this thing the life ran. She ran, and ran, and ran.
How do you comfront the huning and the sick? That's the trick. This life shall not regain what it has lost. She
will live...
But at what cost? Anna Attkissin,9
lift me offin the
I scc my friends crying for me bclow.
I stop and I smile and look at them.
They all weep for rrrc except
for one. He stands sullenly with no tears. [tre smiles down at my
final
resting place and I suddenly
know what he is feeling. He is happy for me, happy
I'm no longer leading the life I once was and facing the beatings and torture
I
had grown to live with.
I watched him for
a
few
seconds more and thcn thcy
lower my coffin ino thc gound. He walks away and so do I.
Emily Mertes,
l0
n
LOIYESOME DOVE
Flying high
Can't they see with ease?
The world looks peaceful
Up above
All I want is peace. Praying God
The earth seeux calm"
Lying low
Wanna soe tomorrow
Begging low
It all grows frighful
God please savo us. Here I am
Down below Everyone dies
I'mpraying, up above
Here I am
But I pray alone
I'm flying, up above
A lonesome dove.
But I fly alone
A lonesome dove.
A lonesome dove. Amanda Mead, 12
I-ook ahead
Andlfeelahopeful DrEam a dream
Future soems bright.
CONSCIOUS DEATII
Glance behind
Itmakes me tearful Past is past
The silence arives.
Butremember.
Try to touch the ones who rtare
ltrere I am
At the rmtionless
I'm hoping, up above But I hope all alone
Body in the dark casket.
Try to tell them you'rr alive.
A lonesome dove. Why can't they
see?
All I want is unity.
It
Shlomo Chin, 11
The Silent Calm of
Death
,
Jenny Heinicke, g She was glad she was lying down, for she could not stand. She was
drzry and darkness
swirled around her like a swann of angry bccs. Bells rang in a hollow tunnel in the distance.
She .
could no longer hear the concerned words of her loving and gentle aunt" She gave into the darkness and slipped into unconsciousness
Her aunt, Miss Elsieas she was affectionately called, continued to starc at the lifeless body called Carmen. Carmen was an ill child of nine with raven locks cmbracing her soft, still face. She had eyes blue of the ocean which she loved to
visit
But for the last three days, she could not muster the strength requircd to walk outside and be in the fresh air which cleansed her peaceful mind from all tnoubles. Carrren stirred and screamed in agony and pain. She had a rash that coverpd her once pale and smooth
skin. The rash ached and was the bright color of mashed cherries, causing pain and
sorrow to those who viewed the ailing child.
Miss Elsie was sixty-five and had hair like a grey poodle. Miss Elsie deeply cared for
the typhus epidemic sweeping the island like violent hurricancs that rock the shorps. Of the twenty
resting in thc silent catm of
death.
:
Carmen jerked upright, finding strength from an unknown sourcCI. "The house is on
fire!
r:
her voice, now fading to a whisper.
Miss Elsie sniffed the air and when she srrelled no smoke, she got a cool, damp
washcloth
i
from the pail near her rocking chair and eased it onto Carrnen's forehead. '"Thc house isn't on fire, my dear. It's just your fever. We're fine. You'll feel better in a
minute or two." Immediately after Miss Elsie spoke, she knew she had lied. Back when the doctor was alive, one day ago, he said the high temperature was the final
'lt
symptom, the last symptom the youngster would ever receive. Canrren closed her eyes. Miss Elsie examined herself for body lice and found none. The body lice had become the most dangerous thing on the island, for they transmitrcd the deadly disease.
Miss Elsie began to remcmber the happier tinps she had spent with her niece. Shc remcmbered their last picnic on the beach just three days before.
The salty spray of the waves crashing down on the rccks brushed against Miss Elsie's aging face and made her feel younger. Carrncn had climbed down the rocks to her favorite cavc,
"Cannon's Cave" as she had called
it.
From there she could tasto the salt water crashing below her,
feel the mist as it enclosed her tiny body, and hidc and warch the rain cleur the earth. She could meet her close friends, the sea gulls, and feed them bread. She loved her quiet hideout away from the world. Carmen had discovered the spot as a young child. Only Carnrn. Miss Elsie, and the sca
gulls kncw where the hideout was locatcd. Miss Elsie had a thought. She knew what might easo Carmen's pain and makc the final minutes of Carmen's life slow down.
Miss Elsie picked up the fragile child and canied her out of ttre house and towards the sea. Carmen weighed a mere sixty pounds, for she had dropped weight with her deadly disease. Miss Elsie could easily carry her to the place Carmen would have desirpd to spend her final minutes.
When they reached the cave, Carmen laid her head gently on Miss Elsic's lap. Camren opened her eyes.
"ArE we in my cave?" Carmen whispcred with obvious discomfort. "Yes, my darling." Miss Elsie spoke softly as she smoothed Carrrcn's unruly hair.
"Thanks. I lovc you." Carnpn whispered, now barely audible.
"I lovc you too." With thaq Carmen closed her eyes, never to open them again. She grew cold and limp, like
a
worn rag doll.
The sea gulls cried in the distance, knowing they were losing their best friend. Miss Elsie's eyes began to mist, like that of the near silent ocean beneath, as she sat in the hollow darkness of the cave.
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DEVIUS DOG It will come for you while you sleep, unaware 'cause you're dreaming so deep.
It will come for your family and your pets too save you
for last, and then come for you.
Your family's killed while you still dream,
frightfully real, the dream it must
seem.
Now you're scared and know not what to do not realizing that the killer is you. People tell you that it can't be so, that you
kill in your dreams
but just don't know.
Your dreams are more than a license to kill,
it's the key to unlock
If in your next dream,
a
morbid thrill.
the victim is you,
you can bet with your life that the dream will come true.
Now you've discovered you're afraid to die. The dog is unleashed so just say Good-Bye.
Crystal Marshall, 10
PHOTOGRAPH BY CHARITY MAGIERA 21
ENIGMA
to sacrifice enough to stop this home cacoPhonY.
Last night I drempt of a world very
unlike our own. The people were all trying to
live
-Anonymous
with an underlying hum. Not only a hum, a persistent beat that drove them all on.
They all followed
it
They trudged along to its heavy-laden beat Not a single person went astray.
IryARNED oNCE BEFoRE
I decided they prcbably tike the way they are,
But as I looked deep into their
I
saw the
Tear out their hear:t and hang it up'
souls
nk their blood from a golden cup.
sadness
Study them carefully and know them well'
world was music of sadness I contemplated why everyone The music that drove this
cast a spell that
vicious torture until they are dead'
would continue to follow the beats of a drummer
then take a sharp knife and cut off their head' Keep it preserved hanging up on your wall'
destruction. And I had to look deep into my soul to realize_ This dream worrd was the same in which I lived that led to their
There is a sad song of hate, of greed, and
will make their life helI.
a
psychotic collection' don't worry that's all'
Spirits are summoned and obey, beyond death' day by day'
I warned you once in my Demon's Tale'
of
now they're coming for you and you're going to
Hell'
despair playing through our world.
It
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seems
ironic to say no one is
willing
ctystal MaNhall'
10
TRAIL OF DEATH
SUICIDB
metal into a frame work of human sacrifice Yellow paint malting timidly as fresh coats of red are applied by bleeding children Shattered glass still slightly moist from a child's breath Lunch boxes dented into oversized paper wads Papers carelessly streaking away like tears on the survivors' screaming faces Red lights flashing on the bus driver's pale crooked head
My dear friend do not go
Burnt bodies twisted around
You have so much more to live for The years atread are well deserved
No, please don't go
I'm always herc But I wasn't good enough The trigger was pulled
My friend was gone The next day in the ground he was
Although I was above and lost One thing I must remember and remind you of:
The sun will come out tonrorrow Be here for your friend.
Arms hanging through windowless
panes
Jennifer McDonald,9
broken hands dangle with unkept nails
on smashed fingers
Bright flames of guilt rcflect in my eyes evaporating tears before they can fall on my
flacid legs Somewhere too far sirens blare as deer staggers through the brush
with its badgered leg leaving a trail of death Craig Moore, 12
2!
HUMOR AND LIGHT SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT by Nirvana
". . . Our little group
has always been and always
will until the end,
With the lights out it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us,
I feel stupid and contagious, Here we are now entertain us,
A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito,
my libido. yay."
,
ANONYMOUS VOICES BACK
DEATH FROM BEHIND
STAGE
My parched throat moaned forrefreshment, Sweat collected on my
shh! Quiet! The theater is open'
brow,
Who are you?
My last moment on Earth is spent,
It's too dark back here.
I feel like I'm dying now. A
Where's my hat?
sharp pain in my back,
An intense throbbing in my
head,
Every bone in my body waiting to crack,
Oh,I wish I were
Don't peek out the curtain it's bad luck' Are vou a "techie'? Shh! The audience can hear you.
dead.
The set is falling.
My stomach is bloated, The whites of my eyes are now pink, Because of the air biscuit I just floated,
Break a leg! Set the lights.
Oh boy, will it stink.
A mushroom cloud emerged... grcen in color, Holy cow...uRRGH!..I think I felt
Where's (enter any name here)?
another!
We've got
a
problem here.
shh! You're too loud' Who stole my script?
chris Lawrence'
12
We're on in three minutcs.
you better not miss your
cue.
Flowers for me? Good crowd. Where's the props table? Shh! Curtain's going up.
Action!
Amy Wacholtz,
11
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WHAT IF: What What What What What What What What
if if if if if if
the sky was really green? dirt was really clean? your dog was a cat instead? your floor was on your bed? your eyes were in your ear? water was really beer? if 'A' was really 'C'? if everyone acted like me?
EdeEpperson,
l0
WHAT I HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN
I looked out the window and saw the sky unfold,
the clouds ro11by, the flowers bloom, the birds fly, the showers fall, the moon rises, the sun sets.
And then I knew what I have always known:
If I were to die, PHOTOGRAPH BY DAVID PARKS
the world would surely live.
Amanda Mead, 12
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FLUFFY
I was here,
I have
a mechanical cat named
Fluffy,
But now I'm not.
He's made of nuts and bolts,
He was here,
He looks nearly real with his coat so puffy, Except powered by a thousand volts.
But now he's not.
From his eyes he shoots red lasers, She was here,
His head is as hard as a rock, But now she's not.
His claws are as sharp as razors,
They were here,
And with his teeth he can break
But now their not.
Fluffy is in the attic now,
a masterlock.
Abandoned and alone,
We were here,
Now and then you can hear him growl, But now were not. But in his confinement he must stay...abandoned Who was here?
and alone,
Oh, I forgot!
For, to my suprise, Fluffy's favorite flavor, Was Cindy, my next door neighbor.
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THE WRATH OF THE EYE BOOGER
For some time now... I've sensed an Sitting, still and cold,
irratibility in the family I now live with. Some-
Staring at me with it's devious eyes.
thing is happening... and I don't know what it is.
May I be so bold,
They pack cloths, and buy extra food... I have
No, of embarrassment he will die.
been forgotten. Then today...a surprising event.
Green as the grass in spring,
They have begun to worship the beast they call
Formed in such a way.
"Car". All
What is that thing
Why? But now becomes a more terrifying
Is what I'd like to say.
experience... me...a humble beast so trustworthy,
Building up inside like
a
volcano,
these wonderful things
and compassionate, am to be sacrificed as well.
emotions, ready to explode.
If there is a God ...I now plead for him to have
Yes, I'11 tell him...oh wait...no,
mercy on my poor self. Now they call me ...and
But his whole face that thing does corrode.
go, reluctantly . In the beast they expect me to
I don't know what to do or
go. A humble beast am I, so trustworthy ... and
say.
So I just hit him in the eye and ran away.
so compassionate,
a"dog" of no ill will... enter
3'Car" for the love of man. Chris Lawrence,12
Aidrich Frazier, 10
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for "Car".
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