Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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NATURE ' S WONDERS SLOWLY the lazy sun crept up behind the mountain, until its golden-yellow brilliance, which made the dew-drops sparkle like jewels, was shining on all below. The purple majesty of the mountains made the tiny valley, green with sweet, lush grass, appear as though it was being guarded and watched over by a kind and gentle friend, who would shelter its dwellers from all harms. The mist veiled the mountain- tops as though it protected the land from any unpleas- antness that might pierce the stillness. It was on this beautiful, flawless morning that a foal was born. He did not care about the gentle sereneness of the valley around him; all his desires were of his spirited mother, who would willingly sacrifice her life for her precious baby. She had washed and fed her little one early in the dawn. The foal tried again and again to rise on his somewhat long but trim legs and tiny shell-pink hooves. This was the beginning of a new life at the beginning of a new day. Isn ' t the glory and wonder of nature beautiful to behold? Laura Spafford, Upper II, Ross House SLEEP This is a mystic art, It fills the room with mist, this sleep. For birds and animals of the jungle deep. You dream of motionless darkness, or spurring moments. A dramatic scene, or nothing, A profession for owls or larks. A hollow oak room is filled with light. When it is over, awakened to the world, But still around in a spell of drowse. Then reality — No more, mystic art. Hollow rooms, darkness, or spurring moments. Shattered ! No dreams but awakening. Mary-Ann Michalak, Form II, Donald House SQUIRRELS SQUIRRELS go up and down, and in between trees to their houses. When they see someone they run off to hide. Andrea Jackson, Preparatory II, Age 8 r 24]

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fupi® rs JUST A MEMORY •• •T OHN, his mother called, you know what Fluffy meant to your sister, now J stop teasing her. Aw mom, protested John, Sue acts so silly about Fluffy. She was just a cat. Sue then interrupted from her room, Mother will you please tell my brother to be quiet? O.K. Sue, replied her mother. John go to your room. John stamped off to his room, dragging his feet as usual. Meanwhile, in her room. Sue once more opened the book which she had been reading, but she could not keep her mind on it. Ever since Fluffy, her cat, had died, two days earlier. Sue could think of nothing but her faithful pet. I guess that I did expect it, Sue thought mourn- fully to herself. The reason that it came as quite a blow was the way John had told her. She remembered it vividly. He and her father had taken Fluffy to the veterinary surgeon that morning. Sue was in the middle of a horror story when a slam of the door told her that they were home. She knew by her father ' s grave expression that something was wrong. Before she could ask what, John blurted it out, It ' s time to start digging . Those were his exact words. Then he had run up to his room to watch a football game on television. Sue had to repeat his words to herself several times before she realized what he meant. Her parents tried to comfort her by saying things like She was very old and It stopped her suffering , but Sue was so sad that she could not be comforted. Now, Fluffy was gone. All the hours they had spent together were memories. Fluffy, too, was a memory, a memory that Sue would keep all her life. Nabiha Atallah, Form IIIa, Gumming House FOREST SCENERY The forest at dawn Is a wonderful sight. As the birds and the animals wake. A soft little fawn Just awaits morning light. For the morning is never too late. The moose in the waters Walk stately and proud. While the dew-drops all merrily tinkle. And a bluebird sings joyfully Perched on a bough. While the sun rises yellow and eager. Nicole Parizeau, Upper I, Age 10 [23]

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EXPO To most Canadians Expo was a great tribute to their country, for it showed the knowledge and under- standing of other people from different countries. As a Canadian, I think that Expo was one of the greatest things in my life, and I believe I know why. Expo brought people together, although in funny ways, like upsidedown triangles or huge bubble-like pavilions. It stood for one thing in my mind, peace, the most wanted and prized possession by all people in the world. So to me Expo was not just fun. I think it was something we should think about seriously, very seriously, don ' t you? Helen McGill, Upper II, Barclay House WHEN I GROW UP WHEN I grow up 1 would like to be a teacher. I always play school with my sister, but I have only been the teacher once. That time we had an art lesson and a spelling bee. Susan Konopko, Preparatory II, Age 6I4 SLEEP The blissful silence Sweetening the air. As dew falls neatly on the grass, And Jack Frost visits your window-sill, And the imaginary Sandman comes. Raindrops pelt on the windows. Breaking the golden silence. As you slowly droop with tiredness, And descend into heaven ' s dream. You are cast under a heavenly spell. And you dream of things never dreamt before. You dream of things dreamt too. But never is the silence broken there, You live it as a life never told. Candy Jotcham, Form IIIa, Barclay House VENEZUELA Venezuela is located in northern South America. The climate is hot, and it has only two seasons. They speak Spanish, but not the Spanish of Spain, a little different Spanish. There they have almost the same games as we do. The name Venezuela comes from the words Little Venice . In Venezuela there are rich people and poor people. The poor families live in the hills. They have about eight or ten children in each family. They live in houses made out of mud and pieces of iron, but these houses are not very strong. In a rain storm the houses could collapse. The rich people live in strong houses or apartment buildings. In Venezuela there is a lot of waste land. It is good land, but the poor people that live there don ' t have enough money to buy seeds, so they don ' t even have enough food to eat. [25]