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Kunama 1959


That Elusive Inspiration


"An article for the 'Mag" - How I dread hearing those words! Oh that week of racking one's brains for ideas. It is worse than exam week!

You are told on Friday to hand your contribution in on Tuesday. That gives you three days but still you shudder every time you think of it.

It comes Monday evening and you realise you must do something. You sit down and start various poems, parodies and stories, but nothing comes of them At last when you can hold up your weary head no longer, you are forced to go to bed. You toss about restlessly and at last, falling into a troubled sleep, you dream: suddenly you have an inspiration. But when you wake, that inspiration has left you.

You go to school with a heavy heart. On the bus you try very hard to write something and you come out with a few lines about your last camping holiday and hand it in to your teacher. That is the last you ever see or hear of it.

NORMAN SKOGLUND, 2A


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