Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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NOISES IN THE NIGHT As I WAS preparing to retire, after watching a mystery story on T.V., a scratching noise aroused my attention. Trying to be brave, because I had been left alone for the first time, I built up my courage and crept down the hall, where the bathroom is. Gradually the noise increased as I approached the room. Seeing Pasha, my cat, scratching her claws on the hamper was a great relief, although she should not be doing so. Picking her up, I went to bed. But no sooner had we settled down than a loud squeaking sound broke the silence. Obviously it could not be my cat, for she was asleep at the foot of the bed. Lying there petrified, I did not dare move a muscle. Suddenly I remembered it must be the people downstairs, who made the floor squeak when they ran. My hands were a bit shaky from two horrifying experiences, and I had a terrible feeling of having been alone for years. Mother had said to be asleep by nine-thirty, but it was eleven-thirty and I had not slept a wink. Pasha was not much help asleep, and a feeling of being isolated was in my bones. My parents had said to call one of the neighbours if I was lonely, but I was too terrified to get out of bed! The mystery story I had watched on T.V. did not help matters either. My door kept on moving, or so I thought, and heavy footsteps made the floor vibrate. Then, at the sound of a key in the lock, I was panic-stricken — it was Mother, home at last! Jo-Anne Humphreys, Form Upper II, Fairley House. THE GRASSHOPPER The grasshopper, the grasshopper I will explain to yovi: He is the brownies ' racehorse, The fairies ' kangaroo. Marika Coulourides, Form Upper I, Age 10. THE HOSPITAL COT There is a little girl, and her name is Nancy. She is in the Hospital. I feel sorry for her because she will be crippled all her life. Bvit we can help her by giving money. Money can help everyone, but it is better if we give the money we can spare to the Hospital. Gail Dunbar, Preparatory, Age 714. A GOOD PERSON A good person is a man who is kind to people and loves them dearly, as he would love his own mother. Also he is not to steal, be selfish, or cruel. Jesus was a good man who did nothing bad of any sort. He taught people about God, and He taught them to be good all their lives. Eva Doederlein, Form Upper I, Age 11. [29]

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ROBIN HOOD King Richard of the Lion Heart, From the shores of England he did part To fight a war in distant lands. His Kingdom left in Prince John ' s hands. Prince John, he always taxed the poor. He taxed them more and more and more. But they were saved by Robin Hood, Who took from the bad to give to the good. To keep away from the Prince ' s guard, , Life was always very hard. He always dressed in Lincoln green So in the forest was not seen. He lived his life in outlaw lore And shot wild pig, then called a boar. He was very swift with a shiny sword And often fought a wicked lord. King Richard, back from his brave fight. Made Robin Hood a noble knight. And then Maid Marian he did wed; Thereafter, a happy life they led. Claire Marshall, Form Upper I, Age IQi . THE CAT AND THE DOG A little dog saw a cat and the cat saw him. The cat said, Psssssss, and the dog said, Bow-wow! The dog chased the cat, and the cat ran up a tree. A man came and took the cat out of the tree and the cat was safe. And the dog went away. Jane Curwood, Preparatory, Age 7i 4. GENTLE HANDS Hands that sew the things we wear. Hands that fold to make a prayer; Soft and sweet like a baby ' s dear. Hands that greet us when we ' re near; These are mothers ' hands, you know. Soft and gentle like a sleeping doe. Lesley Cann, Form Upper I, Age 10. OUR BUDGIE In our house we have a room. In that room we have a table. On that table we have a cage, In that cage we have a swing. On that swing we have a bird, In that bird there is a heart And he and I will never part. Jennifer Cann, Preparatory, Age 7. [28]

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HARRY ' S BUS Every morning, what a rush Trying to catch Harry ' s bus! Where ' s my coat, hat and pen? Oh, I ' m nearly late again! We gather children at their door, And in the bus a mighty roar As boys from Selwyn, girls from Traf, Join together and shout and laugh. Meanwhile Harry, at the wheel. With weakening nerves at each squeal. Wonders deep down in his heart Why bus driving he did start. Jill Marshall, Form Lower I, Age 10. MY AMBITION MY AMBITION is to be a nurse. The first time I thought of it was when I saw an advertisement for nursing. Nurses are always needed. One of the reasons I want to be a nurse is because it is hard work. Also, when I read books about nurses, I imagine myself as a probationer, walking up to the platform to receive my nurse ' s pin. Another reason is that I want to be with people, and share their laughter or sorrow. I also want to help people who cannot help themselves. I want to be the one to see someone who has been lying in bed for a long time take their first steps. I want to see somebody who came in on a stretcher go out to work and play normally again. I want to be in the operating room when a surgeon performs a feat of skill, by pulling something out of a person ' s body or putting something in that makes them well again. I think that of all professions, a nurse ' s or doctor ' s is the most rewarding. Carol Smily, Form Upper II, Barclay House. SPRING Spring is the time for birds to sing. Buds to open, bells to ring. Daffodils show new joy to the earth. And flowers open, full of mirth. All children show their happy smiles, And so do fierce crocodiles. Margaret Sparling, Form II, Barclay House. [30]