I, little Pam Walker, being of an unsound mind and body, trying to make my last will before the gates of A.S.I.J. close on me, do hereby bequeath my tremendous and outstanding baseball throwing ability to Buzz Tewes, who expressed his jealousy at one of my demonstrations.

I, Laurie Taylor, will my tennis shoes to Bobbie Tropp so she won't have to borrow them anymore.

Me, Comrade Leimena, hereby bequeath my hammer and sickle to a worthy, preferably red, comrade who might be leaning towards Moscow.

I, Isao Herring, being of sound mind, do hereby bequeath my term papers to those who might be suffering the burden of "Term Paper Boom" from both Speech and Drama class and English class. (Who learns more from them, teachers or students?)

I, Catherine Hawley, being of sound mind and body, do bequeath my membership card to the Palace Riding Club to Nan Buell.

I, Susan Post, hereby will to a needy junior all of the trees in my yard plus one banana.

I, Gerrie Wheeler, being of sound mind and body (I hope), do leave to my fellow students the following:

All my Airmen to Sandy Tackett.
My great athletic ability to Janice Gercik.
My beauty, charm, and poise to Gwen Holbrook.

I, Susie Yu, hereby bequeath my typing paper to whosoever can type 50 words a minute.

I, Fauziah Meraxa, will my singing ability to Irana Nata and hope she will use it.

I, Grace Nao, leave my footsteps in the halls of A.S.I.J.

I, Patty Yu, hereby bequeath the billion dollars which are hidden in locker No. 69 to whomever is assigned to that locker.

I, Jon Adams, being of sound mind and body, bequeath nothing to anyone, because I need everything.

I, Jack Moollem, hereby reluctantly bequeath my credit card at The Bohemian to some industrious topologist.

I, Romeo F. Busuego Jr., being of body and mind, hereby bequeath my position as business manager of the Hanabi to any other money hungry fiend who thinks he can keep its accounts out of the red.

I, David Sassoon, being of very generous nature, am willing to leave a bit of nose to anyone who lacks a mark of distinction.

I. Florence Bergt, being of sound body and sleepy mind, hereby bequeath my ability to stay awake in Mr. Downs' POD class after 7 hours sleep, to any droopy-eyed and deserving Junior.

I, Roger Lehman, being of sound mind and body, do hereby leave to Sharon Doyle, one healthy, (very) good natured, baby brother; and hands off, buddy!

I, Arlene Chasin, leave to Lyndon, my controlled temper.

I, Carol Adams, being of harassed mind and body, do leave my red hair to next year's Buttercup and my space in the editorial box to any foolish staff member who honestly believes he or she can physically survive the year. P.S. to that person I also leave my bottle of tranquilizers.

I, Dale Tropp, being of sound body and mind, will my mild classroom temperament to Carolyn Lury. Warning: when mixing with her own...use caution, then label.

I, Mary Ma, wish to give to Lili Mitchell, the halls of A.S.I.J., my very good sense of humor, and my terrific personality. Also, all my English tests that will be of great use next year in Mr. T's class. To Pat Gercik, I give with pleasure, all my PE pushups and times around the field. To my ever-loving Home Arts teacher I give my gramophone so that she can be reminded about her talkative student.

I, Tanya Stephens, leave my Algebra 2 lessons to the poor soul who awakens suddenly to the fact that he is failing.

I, Brenda Lees, being of a sound mind and body, will someday (soon) part from the halls of ASIJ. This means a great loss to the school! Being of rare intelligence and beauty, I feel I'm obliged to bequeath at least the following to the following great and beloved people.

To Mr. Tidgi, my 'wordy' term papers and all 600 pocket books I had to buy to fulfill his outside assignments.
To Mrs. Tokuhiro, my treat ability to talk through a whole period.
To my little gym teacher, my white (ha!) shorts, uneven socks, inside-out shirt, baggy jeans (no direct cut), all Coke caps, my ability at basketball along with my height, my shower cap, and last, but not least, my cow Jezebel, to remind her of my great speed around the field.
To dear Janice, my lunches!