70-70 SJWS
(By Larry Saunders)
I'm a yo yo and believe
me I've had it
These Kids around West
Montgomery have really put
me "through the mill.” I
have spun on a s'*-ring so
many times that my poor
head reels and has hit the;
wall or floor so many times
that my poor exterior is
pitted and cracked. But,
alas, no one understands
ray point of vie\^. I'm only
a yo yo.
There are three main
types of yo yoers around
here: The ones vho get
along -without trying out
the latest and most diffi
cult tricks, and the ones
vho like to sneak a spinso
well that they even risk
playing with me in class,
and often I end up in a
stuffy old desk draweruntil
spring.
These Warriors just cant
imagine how awful it is to
slam into the wall or fleer
ten times per day at the
rate of thirty miles a
minute. Even worse, how
ever, is the threat of
Lying in a stu'^'^' desk
drawer for six months
•because of some incon
siderate yo yoer.
Together with my fellow
yo yo's we would like to
wish you a very Kerry
Christmas, but please, if
you receive one of us for
Christmas, remember that
we have feelings too.
?e
"If ve discovered that we
had only five minutes left
to aey all we wanted to saj^
late Christopher Mor-
ley once observed, "every
telephone booth would be
occupied by people calling
other people to ..Btoamer
that they loved them."
Said a Quaker spinster who
was asked why she bad never'
married:"It takes a mighty
food husband to be better
han none.
It hasn't been more than
several days since two of
my cohorts and I were eat-
ting together in the lunch
room. These friends were
both football players, and
all ttiree of us had been
among those previously re
leased early for lunch.
However, football Teason
was now at an end, and two
of us had to eat on regular
schedule. This didn'tqgree
with us. We began discus
sing the possibility of
everyone connected direct
ly or indirectly withsports
eating early. This, of
course, meant everyone in
school.
We were back where we
had started. Then it was
suggested, if everyone was
let out early the football
players should be released
just a bit earlier. This
continued until the idea
arose that school should
simply be done * jay with
as such and that just
classes on eating should
be held. The student,
therefore, would come
directly from home to
lunch.
I'm sure that a great
number of us would be quite
well pleased if class
periods were exchanged for
lunch periods. But no
matte.', it wouldn't be Vr>g
before the complaining
would begin.Time hallowed
sayings such as these would
return. "I'm having a big
lunch test tomorrow," or,
"Well, I flunked lur 'h to
day." Somewhere would be
heard, "I just can't take
all this lunch." Or may
be would come, "Oops, I
forgot to stMrly ray iunoh
last night."
(By-John Hodge)
Of course, the cry which
would I-be attered loudest
and longest would be this,
"Mr. Ritchie Just gives too
mych lunchJ"
However, don't despair.
Mr. Ritchie wouldn't take
this abuse lying down. He'd
stand in front of his lunch
room and say, "As you know,
lunch is my first love."
He might even say, "Doest
thou love lunch? If so, do
not squander food, for that
is the stuff lunch is made
of."
All this may seem slight
ly dilly and quite improbe
le to you; but, thin^ it ov
er. It isn't such a badidea
apologies IW '
The staff wishes to
apologize for omitting
several names in the last
issue of The Smoke Signal.
Mrs. Ha'^'i.^er--sponsor of
the Future Business Leaders
of America Club.
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