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From MY Bedroom Window
I look from my bedroom window,
At the hillside so bright and green,
The oak, the birch, and the maple,
With the laurel in between.
The gum, the chestnut, the willow,
 The pine tree ever green
The brown leaves scattered thickly,
With the galax in between.
The robin, and the blue bird,
So lovely to be seen,
The phoebe, and the chipper,
And the blue jay with his scream.
Oh, how I love the country,
The air so fresh and free,
The green grass, birds, and flowers,
An everything we see.

THANKFULNESS

HOw very thankful we ought to be,
Fro the things we daily see.
For our Father and our Mother,
For big Sister and big Brother.
For the sunshine and the sky,
Ad the birds that go singing by.
We ought to be thankful for our good health,
For then we don't have to roam.

Standing in the twilight,
In God's wonderous earth
I heard a rippling sound
As if it were of mirth.
I looked around me
To see from whence it came,
As I looked into the meadow,
As I looked into the lane
I saw a thing a moving,
It glittered oh, so bright.
I went around the bend
And I saw a wonderous sight.
The brook had made the rippling sound
And upon a crest, upon a mound,
I saw a garden of flowers and ferns
In the midst I saw a book,
And on it marked the words LEARN.
 

"WHY THE COUNTRY IS A GOOD PLACE TO LIVE"

I think the country is a very beautiful place in which to live. You  can see the beautiful birds that bive us lovely music. Their brillian plumage flitting about in the green leaves, or on a carpet of snow is a sight long to be remembered.  The tall green trees in spring and summer suggest such mighty strength and such a beautiful picture, that we feel blessed in having such a beautiful sight. In winter the lovely green boughs laden with glistening snowflakes is fit for any artist's canvas.

Another reason I think that the country is a good place in which to live because it is healthful. Hiking is a very healthful sport and there can be plenty of it  [some] in the country. You can breathe pure good air.

The third reason is good recreation.  You can go camping and have a great fun, also ...

"Out of my window what do I see?
A little brown rabbit looking at me.
 

SIBYL GLENN
Sibyl has brown eyes,
and she likes apple pies.

PHYLIS GALUMBECK
Phyllis talks an awful lot,
Stop it she could not.

MOLLY PARKS
Molly is very quiet
And her face is awfully white.

BILLY D. ROBERTS
Billy D. has yellow hair,
And that also makes her fair.

CATHERINE CARTER
Catherine giggles the hee-hee,
Then she looks straight at me.

DOROTHY WHITE
She can draw good can Dorothy White,
And her pictures are a pretty sight.

WILMA DYKEMAN
I like to talk and I like to giggle,
I like to squirm and I like to wiggle.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

The queens in all their splendor
Have many gens of blue,
They have much of gold and silver,
And many palaces, too.

The President has fame and wealth,
The opera stars their money
The comedians get very rich
Just for being funny.

But do I envy one of them?
Do I envy then at all?
Do I envy all their "curtain call?"

No, my dear, I've beat them all,
I've got a much better ting.
I'd rather have it than all fame
Or the most expensive ring.

And now I'll tell you what it is,
It's a loving father dear,
And I'm writing this little poe
To let him know I'm here.

To let him know I remember,
To let him know I care,
To let him know I'd rather have him
Than all the riches fair.

I'd rather have that silver hair,
Than all the sterling anywhere.
I'd rather have those kind blue eyes,
Than all the turquoise in the skies.

And I can very safely sing,
And very happily say,
"That to my loving father,
I wish a very - Happy Birthday!"    

Wilma

BASKET BALL: LEAN MEN vs. FAT MEN, GRACE GYM, FRIDAY 7:30

If you want a lot of fun
If you want a lot of laughter
If some real and jolly sport
Is what you are searching after --

Then I'll tell you how to get it,
It is an easy task,
Just come to the gym on Friday night
Is simply all I ask.

We're going to have a ball game,
Between the fat men and the lean,
And it is going to be the jolliest game
That you have ever seen.

Ira B. Jones is the leader of the fat men Team you see,
And on the opposite side from him is Mr. Johnston's Initials -- J.D.

Some of the FAT men are Mr. Spaulding,
Mr. Carter, also
And the star of the LEAN team
Is Mr. Biddix you know.

So reading over this list of names
We know you will want to be here,
You also will have a lot of fun -
Of that you need not fear.

So come to thegym on Friday nght,
Ninety-hundred, thirty-four,
And we will guarantee you'll have more fun
Than you have ever had before

Wilma Dykeman
 

OUR FRIEND OR FOE

One of the greatest friends that man has
He serves in ways not few,
And yet he is feared greatly,
For he's and enemy, too.

If let escape from man'scontrol,
He reigns with fearful hand,
He damages the countryside,
And lays waste all the land.

And yet this enemy, if but watched,
Does not arouse our ire,
For we make of him a friend or foe,
His name you know is fire.

S if a useful, loyal friend
Of fire we want to make,
There are several precautions
That we must always take.

We must not play with matches,
And  leave them here and there,
We must not strike them just for fun
But handle them with care

We must always be careful
With our electric wires,
Not to leave them hanging loose,
For fear of starting fires.

Oily mops and oily rags,
Should never be kept air tight,
For this is very dangerous,
Because they might ignite.

Careless campers, Careless smokers,
Each should bear in mind,
That coals and sparks are dangerous,
And not to be left behind.

So everyone must careful be,
'Tir a small thing to require,
Let's cut down sorrow, loss, ad death
Because of useless fire.

Wilma Dykeman
Grace School
Age 14
[1934]
 

MY HERO

"My Hero" is the title of a book
That I've just read,
It tells of many heroes,
Some living and some dead.

It told of good George Wahsington,
The father of his land;
He was truthful, loyal, willing,
A man both great and grand.

It told of Patrick Henry,
An orator was he,
He spoke with indignation,
So his country he might free.

It told of good Abe Lincoln,
Though homely, he ws wise,
And though his body may be buried,
His spirit never dies.

It told of Calvin Cooidge,
And though little he did say,
His knowledge became apparaent,
And lives unti this day.

And last it told of Roosevelt,
With all his plans and moey,
He faced a situation"That was far from being funny.

Ad at last I finished,
I closed the book I's read,
And became deep in thought,
And here is what I said,

"I've read of al these great men,,
They've had their good traits and their bad,
But there is one man that I know
To think of him make me glad.

He may not have the money
Of the Roosevelt of to-day,
He may not have great eloquence4,
His feelings to portray,

But he's the greatest hero
Of them all to me,
Because this man I'sm speaking of
He's my  --- Dad, you see.

Wilma