AMERICAN LITERATURE ASSIGNMENT….1952 Mary Anne Whitchurch….10th Grade High School… West Branch, Michigan I am intrigued by the names of race horses. My observation has been, the most beautiful names are given to the plain horses while the most beautiful horses get the stupid names. For instance, you will notice such beautiful names as Show Boy, […]
Ever wonder what kind of an impression you left on folks today? Think about it.
“I don’t remember what it was I said one day. I must confess, from a very young age I was prone to say things without thinking. Whatever it was, it offended (her). I was banished from the farm for a year when I was twelve.”
Knowledge of her presence has allowed us to face the seemingly insurmountable challenges of life…
Ahead were only dreary, boring days and years of waiting to get “old.” There was nothing new to do nor places to see or ROADS to travel.
But the best of all things that my two eyes can see,
Is the sight of “Old Glory” as she waves in the breeze.
Remember the promise to beloved schoolmates?
“Our class will be different.
We’ll keep in touch and we won’t forget.”
Tenth Grade English Composition 1951 Mary Anne Whitchurch December 7, 1941 On a cold, grey morning when the fog had yet to rise; The seagulls made a flutter like a bird of paradise. The waves were as a rose vine coils in an arbor, Thus began the day Japanese bombed PEARL HARBOR. The sun […]