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About The Chemawa American (Chemawa, Or.) 19??-current | View Entire Issue (Nov. 28, 1941)
& Thanksgiving Thoughts by the Grade Students I am thankful that we are at peace. I am thankful that I live in the U.S.A. I am thankful that we have schools. I am thankful that I am not sick. I am thankful for my father and mother. I am thankful that we have bombers and navy men to protect the U.S. I am thankful because I am alive. I am thankful because we have new things,cars, radios, and airplanes I am thankful because I have a home and parents and sisters, and because I have a school to go to here. I am thankful because we have a Thanksgiving Day and a Christmas. I am thankful for food and clothing. I am thankful for Chemawa. I am thankful I am in school. I am thankful I have friends. I am thankful my brothers are not in war. I am thankful that I am happy. I am thankful that I am an American. M ore F rom T he G rade S chool I was on the apple tree. Someone came out to the apple tree and picked me up and brought me in and cleaned me. They cut me and cooked me. They put me in a sack and let the juice come out me. I am apple jelly now. —E sther W ilbur , third grade AN APPLE I am an apple. A boy came along. He ate me for bis dinner and said, “Good-by poor little apple.” —C larence M illet , second grade AN EGG I am an egg. They came and got me. They put me into a bag. They took me away to Mrs. Sander’s house. —J ackie A llen , first grade LAYING EGGS I am a chicken. I went to lay an egg. A rat came. I ran away. —B illy A ndy , first grade I WAS A FOOTBALL I am a football. One morning some little boys took me out in the cold. “O-O-O-” I called, “Take me back.” Before I knew it I was kicked sky high zrip boom! I was caught in somebody’s hands. Boom! Off I went again. G eorge W illiams , third grade Help the Red Cross The Red Cross class under the direction of Mrs. Sanders, is a class in which the girls knit different articles for war sufferers. This work has attracted 40 girls who are now busily knitting articles such as black shawls and four different sizes of sweaters with mittens and socks to match. One class, including 10 girls, knits from 3:30 to 4:15. All of the girls, however, work on their knitting at odd hours. Mrs. Sanders meets with these girls every Friday evening in Winona hall from 7:00 until 9:00. The girls are progressing rapidly and are very interested in their work. When they have finished their articles they will put them all on display be fore sending them to Salem where they will, in turn, be sent over to war sufferers. "Tale of Chemawa Names“ On the “Don” of a warm “Sommer” day in “June”, a “Small,” curlyhaired “Swede” was slowly walking down a road. He had come through Woods and fields, seeing many Burds, Gophers, and Roses Budding everywhere. He had come from a little village called Courville, located a few miles from Mount Jefferson and was on his way to Jonestown. As he went along, his mind was on Graham - crackers. Cake, Phares-wheels, Cases of Bing cherries, Berries, and, to be Frank, everything he did not have. He was very hungry for all these things Anna Penny he had not in his Black pockets. By and by a Miller by the name of Charley came by in his Ford and stopped to Talk to him. He asked the Small Swede, “Would you like a lift in my Carson?” The Swede an- wers, “No thanks, for I haven’t a Penny to Spen cer.” With this the Miller started his Injun and remarked, “Why not, it isn’t so Slo-Joe?” As the Ford started away, the Swede yelled back, “Hey! my name isn’t Joe, my name’s Pete!” Resuming his journey, he heard a loud Plouffe! Snap! behind him and turning saw a Bear, the Bear’s Chum, a Redelk, a Yellow-Mule, and a Bird-in-the-ground with a Punkin head. Re membering he was No-Runner at all, he was willing to do his best anyway so left with Speed as intent on his running as a Judge.
