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Preview 2007 North Scott High School Morning Star

COHOHHCHCHCOEESOHSEHOHEOOOE e 5 Fs Morning Star e 2006-2007 e e a " e Senoir Editor Alicia Hendrix e e 5 eae e Junior Editiors Erin Fisher Krista Shaub e Emily Heyer Nicole Barreca e i Honors Staff e ‘Sherri Huber Susan Lesile ‘Aaron Schoroder e Jim Kenny Kylie Gottschalk Evan Brown e Brittany Hendrix Tim Mullinnix: Carly Russel e Timmy Defrieze Stephen Miller Hailee Gehris Tova Hettinger Tony Ash Justin Lane ® Chelsea Weiss Connor Paulsen Alexa Coobs a Devin Ferrel Taylor Everding Angel Nicholson ® Tony Percuoco ‘Megan Wulf Alicia Rus e Cory Pearce Nick Hennigan Anthony O'Dell G Poul Choate. Stephanie Merrick — Gregory Daniels Preston Mills Bryana Weispfenning Oakley Morrow e Caitlen O'Day Michelle Paulus e e Faculty Advisors e Carolyn Keck Diana Smith e ° e C9HOHOHRHOHHOHCHHHOHHOLCHLHLESE ‘This is just a friendly poem Just as friendly as can be That's meant to introduce you To me and me and me We're just the friendly Editors OF this wonderful display ‘That's meant to showcase talent In every single way And so we'd like to welcome you From places near and far ‘To our little anthology Called the Marning Star [Susan Leste The Apple Traes In all o: my sevenly-nine years, | have been picking apples. My mother had made home made apciesauice {rom freshly picked apples, as did my aaughter and granddaughter, The traci. tion of making appiosaos and the family recipe ives on through tha various branches of mw fatr- ily. Pope that Ure inadiicn of makieg homemade applesauce will live Gn after | am gore, i stretch my arm out ‘0 ly 10 reacn the clescat apple on he tree, bu my arn wi sil cot Teach 2. am ten years cle aready and Mon’ lille helper in the kilchen, Every yeas, around | carly fall, t gat excited abcut making applesaucs. | cannot reach even the lowest branchas ef te appie tree, but Mom says tha! soon | wit ba abie fo. t cannot wall unl | can finally pick my Gen apples off the tee. | love the sound they snake wren they come twling attrlasaly out of the treo, Aplacs as the apple comes olf ne branch and than the swish of tha tree branch as & moves hac’: te: origiral positiae. Atneugh | carnul pick the apples yel, | am ele co help my Mort in the hitchea, Many thirgs nead <0 be done in the kitchen wher # comes ime ta make the applesauce Every year Mom tails me thy steps lo making applesauce, First, we have to pick the apples off} moc. Mam says, ‘Check, That has alrsady been dene.” Next, we have tc peo! the apples, Mom says that | carrot help with this jeb unti | am much oldee | aaunys notice haw she strongly says "Tach. After that. wa have to boil the apples, Al least | think so. | always tand to forget these dext few steps Next, Morn says that we fave to check for warms In the aspies. Grosst 1 hale looking # worms, and | do not want to touch thon eitharl Laoking for umpnr in the apules #s my least Favac%e jo, but as Mom says, "I must be done." | always do what she says, becausa sha is the Loss around tho house. Onco wa gat past the step of ionking far worms, its on to oulting the apples iv pieces. Mom usualy dows this jab since Tari not old eneugh to use a arfe yak, ¢ always wancor how Mom'r nands cul the apples en fast without cutting hersef, too. | always (Eink lo anyself "will never be able to cut that fast" i Attar my Mam gots done cutting the apples. wa mova on to the next step. We have te Lol | all of the ajinte pieces in Fuge howls of waler, When we boll he apcles, we are making tne softer 90 tha? tie easier fo mush them af un. F love it when the apples Got a smushy and riusivy. Sometines. there are @ few apples that de nal gal cooked a the way, sa ! gat fo amash tham with a spoon. [2's so much fun. After we cook and mush the applas, we stir the smashed apples inlo a thick apelesauve, We ave almost done miaking applesauce! ‘Anyway, | know ih aflor a coupla more stops, the time eames when Mom gate callec away 1a de someting else, ik ake Dac some water, This is the opportunity ofa Meime. My finger glices towards the bow! of freshly made apolesaice when | hear the kitchen dacr siarr shul Quickly, | purl sack my finger trary within teach of tha howl. Mom has not seen a thing, | wil have te wait unli she loaves, co that | can by again so snitch a lille laste of the yummy apple eauce. Atter the applesauce is made, my mon and | gut the applesa.ce into tittle containers oF plastic Bagg-es te siay in unlil we need some mave, | always want to Sat up an applesauce fand, tke 8 lemanado stand enly with applesauea, raxt to the read, Evory year, Mem says that canrict do ‘hal, oecause we need the applesauce to eat, We never seb the applesauce. because fe never have any extis. Or that is what Mom always says! | think at making applesauce wil ceity on threcgh my tamil. hope that a! of my fanily knowns the correct way to make apptesauce. The tradition of snaking applesauoe shauid be cavsied throughout the generations of my family, as tha! was she way iLwas done when } was a Fille girl, 1 wil never forgat those days, when !was helgieg Mom in the kitchen or running sareitec outside to go to try to reach the lowest branch of that apele ‘ree. orecious to eg as Ihe traction af making spplesauce being caried an. Darkness Tabby A Chaisien: A Darkness ia anger at the peak ofits nigh, Black is the cofor of blood on a midnight ride, Tee smell of smoke and fire and reting llesh Ovorwhalms me, ‘The black of a bumt nin on @ grave Below, the taste of freahty dug up dirt and Freshly bleeding blood and falling teavs. Avoive screaming in the night deep ir one's Thoughts of despair, Darkness ia anger al the highest peak in which all Emotion goes nurnt. and blind in duc firme. coLo Tabby Christensen Golelness, | tac! as cold and empty as ioe. Silveris the color of glistening swords that iirgs under pale moonlight ‘Tha smell of freshly fallen snow throughout The land, “The look of purity and nothingness stillness of Peath but beauty, the tasta of nothingness is Rofrosning as water untouched by ran, hear nothing but the sound of sllenca apon The land God as # faa! ta the touch and emply on the Inside lke a fresh but living corpse with eyes ‘That ever wonders the vast commotion of ifs, Yet seexing calinnass and silence af emp Space. fraylor Everang Prats hy Angel Nicholson Bye Devil Mario was 2 cat, Life for Mario wasn't fait, He lived in a mansion, But, his owner was a devil, The owner named hitn, “beat me." Fought that cat, I never forgot that precious moment. Mario showed his love, By biting us and sleeping on us. That cars like the devil Why did fe break things? And why did he break that miror? Mirror, did you stare at him? But those saven years turned into two days. Arriver of biting and disobedience, Frowing te his eternal rest. Mario sat in the street That gliding green truck, Took him away. Pay respect for him, My cat is dead, And stil somehow alive. Advice for Homecoming Poem and Phoio bys Nick Hennigan Participate in the fun days: even the fun during the school days; wear fuany clothes, have fun with your friends; do not get too distracted, you still have to do homework and study for tests; hopefully teachers do not- give any tests, that is against school spirit; did you go to the parade to stow your school spirit? No. E was in it on the class float. That is good; ‘Try to be involved and be on a Moat; If you are not in the parade go, watch, and get some candy; listen to the band play the cadences and the fight song; go io the pep aud lo see the crowning of the homecoming Idng and queen where the band plays their rock tunes for the halftime show; ov Priday, go to the game where the band plays the fight song every time the Lancers score, which should be often; did you memorize the fight song for advisory? Decorate your door for advisory and even if you do not win, you participated in the festivity; but the biggest festivi tics is the dance on Saturday night, make sure you go with some friends and have Sun; do aot forgot to bay your ticket daring lunch or you will not be able to get in: make sure to eat a good lunch or you might have to buy a sandwich at the game, and you might miss a touchdown; so stay in the stands, cheer loud, aud participate and you will have a happy homecomin: Yhe ldiot’s Guide bor Cats By Angel Nicholson Please use the liver box, F don't want to clean up after you; don’t use the furniture as a scratching post, Id rather the furniture stay nice; don’t ase my fegs as a scratching post cither, it hurts! Keep your claws inside your paws when you're playing with me becauss that hurls lou; don’t climb the curtains, those should be kept nice also; don’t chew on any books, papers or cardboard boxes, it’s not good for you; if you waut something to eat, eat your cat food or flies, we don’t ueed any flies around here: I’d like you to cuddle up with me when f want you to, there are times I get really tonely; be nive to any and all company that comes around, because they won't anymore if they realize you're a killer cut; don’t bite me too hard when we're playing together, it’s not nice: be playful and lovable, for everyone loves a playlul and lov- able cat; clean yourself thoroughly and neatly, you need to fook nice and soft; let me comb you when T focl like it, it gives me groat satis- faction to do it, and I know you enjoy it too; don’t climb on the coun- tertops, we don’t need far in our food: keep the dishrays on the edge of the sink, because then they’ll get dirty and you'll gel in trouble, and they won'tlike you; slay away Lrom the tankful of fish. they don’t like you that way; don’t terrorize any other animals for that matter, it’s bad and inhumane, but you're not human, so I don’t kaow what the right word should be; don’t érigk the water from the fish tank! Tt’s nasty and dirty and not healthy for you: don't go fishing: *MEOW!' Don’t talk back to me! It’s not nice and I’m not (he one that deserv Follow all niy orders, because they’rc all mine, therefore alt right; be nive to everyone and every animal; please don’t upchuck on the forni- ture: it’s messy and leaves # very visible stain! Don’t throw up on my bedroom floor, it stinks and I hate cleaning up after you; don't hurl on my bed, I don’t want to sleep in it, because that’s nasty! And if you insist oa biting me (which you shouldn't be in the Grst place), then bite other people friendly-like, not just me; and please follow these, because they are all you aced to now.

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