Balmoral Hall School - Optima Anni Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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Z 26 ll It J uf 3+3'6 C VV tkns The Meeting on the Path Many years ago there was a Fairy princess whose name was Lily. She was the only child of a Fairy king. They lived in an old pepper-shaker. She was very lonely. She had everything but she was still lonely. She also had a servant whose was Antony. Antony was very old and had travelled to many places. One day Lily called him and said, Antony, I'm especially lonely this morning. Tell me about something to do or someone to play with. Antony then told Lily about a Pixie prince named Tulip whom he had met when he had been travelling. Oh Antonyf exclaimed Lily, do you think I could see him? I know what I will do, I will send him a picture of myself. Antony thought that was a good idea. Yes, he said, you could do that. I think I am going on a trip pretty soon, so I could tell him about youfi Lily was just bursting with joy. Here was someone for her to play with! The next day Antony set off for his trip. He stopped at the princes castle and told him about Lily. Oh, he cried, now I shall have someone to play with! Antony smiled. I have a good idea. Why don't you send her a picture of yourself? I'm sure she would be delighted. Tulip was silent for a moment, then he cried, I know what I will do, I'll not just send her a picture of myself-I'll go to see her also! A very good idea, said Antony. When I go back to Lily, I'll tell her that you're coming to see her. Do you think she'll want to see me? asked Tulip. Oh yes, answered Antony. I'm sure she will be very pleased because she has no one to play with. The next day Antony set off for home. He told Lily about Tulip coming to see her. Antony, she said, do you think I could go and see him? Antony was silent. Then he said, No, I don't think so. You see, you might pass him in the path, then what would happen? I don't know, remarked Lily. I might see him though. She was quiet for a minute. Then she said in a loud voice, Antony, I'm going. I don't think we'll pass each other. All right, said Anthony. The next day Lily set off for Pixieland. She didn't know, but so had Tulip set off for Fairy- land. As she was going along she heard a hum- ming sound. She looked around but couldn't see anyone, so she kept on. Had she only known it

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25 LIBRARY REPORT Library Executive 1952-53 Beverley McLeod Betty-Lou McPhail Doreen Nichol This year Young Canada's Book Week was held from November 15th to November 22nd and at Balmoral Hall we were aware that it was a very special week. We had a short talk on the important part books play in our lives, and attractive posters reminded us that in schools and libraries across Canada, people were thinking particularly of books. There was a special Manitoba Book Weekl' contest and Balmoral Hall was proud to have one prize-winner from among those who entered. This was Carol Newman from Grade IX who received a very nice book prize entitled, The Trembling Years. This year the patron of Young Canada's Book Sylvia Pierce Mary-Kaye Simpkinson Martha Travers Week was the Governor-General of Canada, the Right Honourable Vincent Massey, and in a mes- sage to all young Canadians, he said: A generation ago, books were the most popu- lar form of entertainment: but for some years now, books have been only one of many things that com- pete for the childs interest. But it is still true that books are vital to the business of education. To be well-educated is to be well read, reading makes us familiar with our literature, and our history, respon- sive to the beauty and the power of words, and enable us to use them well. The taste for good reading is formed in childhood. It is important that young Canada should read. Z. Hawkes, Librarian. New Books Acquired 1952-53 TITLE AUTHOR GIVEN BY Tennis Made Easy Budge, L. j. Adamson The Little Princesses Crawford, M. C. Young Winston Churchill Taylor, R. L. Carr The Story of Art Gambrich, E. H. I. Dickson The Kon-Tiki Expedition Heyerdahl, T. Sheppard Canadian Art Mclnnes, G. I. Huehn The Unknown Country Hutchison, B. B. M. Ormiston The Life of Samuel johnson Boswell, P. Riley Lead, Kindly Light Sheean, V. j. Gladstone The American Womans Ency- clopedia of Home Decorating Koves, H. L. Craig The Complete Tales and Poems Poe, E. A. G. MacDonald Peony Buck, Pearl Park White Banners Douglas, L. C. B, M, Townsend Quo Vadis Sienkiewicz, H. C, Gustafson Basketball Made Easy Budge, L. Adamson World Famous Paintings Kent, R. Mr. 8: Mrs. W. H. Nixon Masterpieces of World Literature in Digest Form Edited by: Magill, F. Mi-5, R, D, Baker Charles Dickens: His Tragedy and Triumph: A Biography Q2 vol.j Johnson, E. Mrs. R. D. Baker Holy Bible: Revised Standard Version Nature Atlas of America Jordon, E. L. I. Dickson Oxford Canadian Atlas Mr. A. E. Hoskin

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was Tulip passing by. Wfhen she arrived in Pixieland she went to the palace of the king and asked for Tulip. Well, said the king, he went off to see the Fairy princess, Lily. Lily was flabbergasted. She had passed him in the path! She would have to go back home now. Now Tulip had the same thing happen to him. Lily's father said that she had gone to see Tulip so he would have to go back. Now both started out again. Then as Tulip was going along he saw Lily. He didn't know it was she, but he loved her at first sight. Then she saw him and she loved him at first sight too. He came over to her and said, What is your name? Lily, she answered. XY!hat is your name? Tulip, Are you, by any chance, the daughter of the king of the Fairies? Yes, she answered. Then you must be the son of the king of the Pixies. Yes. Would you like to marry me? If you would, let's go and ask your father if he would let us marry. Oh, I would! answered Lily. So they both started off for the pepper-shaker. Tulip went to Lily's father and asked for her hand in marriage. He said Yes, so Lily and Tulip were married the week after with great pomp and they lived happily for the rest of their lives. junior Lifemry Compefifiozz Faith Wfilson, Prize Sfory Grade VI. My Turtle I have a little turtle, On the bottom he is purple, On the top he is brown, If you want to see him, just come down. ,Arroll Miller, Grade I. Our Moth One of the girls found a cocoon in the early part November. She brought it inside and put it by the heater. The time came when we went home for our Christmas holidays. While we were away, the moth came out of the cocoon. Beth saw the moth flying around and put it under a bell-jar. The moth laid its eggs and tried to get out of the jar. When it tried to get out it banged its wings and tore them. Miss Sharman said it was a cecropia moth. She said that she had one mounted and she would let us see it. She said she would mount our moth for us. Monica Dowsea Grade III. g 27 Golden Streak There came a pony to my door, His silver hooves pranced on the floor, His body like a golden streak Was fierce and strong, yet kind and meek. He liked the barley and the hay I fed him all that autumn day. I gave him freedom that starry night. To know his joy, gave me delight. fmzirn' Liiemry Compelilion Alix Palk, Prize Poem Grade IV. My Trip to Winnipeg Mother and my father and our dog, called Candy, left Toronto by car for Winnipeg in Sep- tember. The weather was lovely and the trees were all turning into beautiful colours. We saw miles and miles of trees and rocks and lakes. One morning as we were starting out going through a place where the trees were very thick, a deer ran out of the woods and ran into the side of our car and killed itself. I felt very sad to have that happen. I came across the Straits of Mackinaw by boat. We drove our car onto the boat and then went up on top to see the sights. I was getting anxious to get to Winnipeg to go to Balmoral Hall School so I was very glad when we got here. I went to school and met all my fflCUCl5- Bonnie Brown, Grade III. Cats I have two cats. One cat is Blackie. The other cat is Smoky. They play in the stable. joan Sellers, Grade I. My Budgie I have a little budgie. His name is jerry. He pecks at mother's plants and pulls them apart. He flies to my head and pulls my hair up on end. One evening my father was playing cards. At that moment jerry flew down. He looked so funny and mother laughed so hard that I heard her up- stairs. ,Ierry took the cards in his beak and put them on the floor. My father pushed jerry down to the other end of the table. But jerry just march- ed back. At last my father said to jerry, You are a monkey. Then my father picked up jerry and put him in his cage. I don't think he liked it very much- Karen Zoltok, Grade III.