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

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24 Aunt Martha's Jewel Box Once upon a time long, long ago there lived an old, old lady called Aunt Martha. Now Aunt Martha had two nieces, Helen and Mary Anne. Both were eleven years old, Helen was a girl who liked to get into mischief, while Mary Anne was quiet and easyftofplease. One day, while Helen and Mary Anne were visiting Aunt Martha, she showed them her old, old jewel box. Mary asked where it came from, and Aunt Martha told her it came from her great' greatfgrandmother. Helen said she would love to own such a lovely thing. Then Aunt Martha opened it. Immediately there arose a great Ohfhfh from the girls, for in the box were sixtyfthree diamonds and twentyftwo rubies! What a lovely price they would bring if you were to sell them, said Helen. You could go around the world twentyfnine times over. Yes, I could, but I shall never sell them, said Aunt Martha, because they were willed to me by my greatfgreatfgrandmother. That night, Helen got up very quietly and went into Aunt Martha's room. She saw the jewel box, and tiptoed over to it. Very quietly she lifted the top and took six diamonds and two rubies. She then tiptoed back to her bedroom, put the gems under her pillow and went to sleep. The next morning Aunt Martha looked in her jewel box and discovered the jewels missing. Immediately she notified the police and a search was started. However, after two months Aunt Martha gave up and called off the search. Three months after that Helen decided enough time had elapsed, so she made up her mind to sell the jewels. She picked out a small shop and went in. Directly she entered a small voice said, What can I do for you today? The voice was that ofa small crooked old lady behind the counter. I have some jewels I would like to sell, said Helen. She opened her purse and took out the jewels. Ohfhfh! said the little old lady. May I see one? Certainly, said Helen, and gave her one. The old lady took out a glass and examined them. What! Young lady! she said. 'iThese stones are pure glass! i'But they can't be ! said Helen. L'Oh, but they are, young lady. You see there is a strange legend behind such stones. As soon as they leave the box in which they sit, they turn into glass. Oh, said Helen, in that case I had better go. Yes, you had better go, said the old lady. When Helen got home she told Aunt Martha what she had done and Aunt Martha forgave her. That night, in bed, Helen wondered if the old lady had anything to do with the stones turning into glass. She would never know because Aunt Martha had put her jewels in the bank, and when she tried to find the pawn shop the next day there was nothing but an empty lot in its place! JOAN SMERCHANSKI, Grade VI Spring All birdies sing, All bluebells ring, Merry spring! Flowers gay Come out to play, Merry spring! KAY WILSON, Grade III The First Animal I Named When I was walking in the woods, I met a big creature. It was as big as an elephant but it wasn't an elephant. In fact, it didn't even look a bit like an elephant. It had fire coming out of its mouth and nose, and it looked like a big green monster with a fireplace for a head. It was stomping toward me with its big red eyes flashing. I had seen all the pictures of animals, but none of them looked like this one. It had a huge tail like three lions put together. It was like the animals of long ago. It had a wavy back. I wondered what I should call it. Its tail dragged on and on behind, and I was starting to get an idea. I thought for five minutes, and then I knew what I would call him! I called him a Drag, and then I thought that didn't sound right, so I thought I should put Hon on. I tried that and it sounded like this- Dragon, I thought that was fine. So that is how you hear the stories of dragons. PATRICIA PENNOCK, Grade III The Bears I went upstairs To see some bears. They slept in pairs, Those funny bears. MARGARET AND1soN, Grade III

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26 I U mpzzgy V51 1, raw.. lflllllilly af BRENDA -- FUR SALE The Dolls' House Tea Mothers, daughters, workers, all milled about our improvised teafroom in mad confusion. This crowd was largely made up of rapt admirers of the wonderful doll display. There were dolls to excite even my age group, and I am sure that the mothers had as much pleasure choosing their favourites as their daughters will have later playing with them. There were brides, ballerinas, babies, ladies, and our own Brenda Balmoral. The far end of the gymnasium was devoted to the teafroom, where four colourful teaftables supplied the weary shoppers with a welcome rejuvenator. These delicious refreshments were the result of patient mothers' long hours in the kitchen. The feature of the tea which made the biggest impression on me was not the beautiful dolls, the groaning homefcooking table, or our flowery teaftables, but the ingenious and delightful posters. Scattered up the stairs and all over the walls were bluefpinafored, blondefpigtailed paper dolls. They were popular with everyone, and when they were auctioned the following week, the bidding was keen. The day after the tea the School heard with amazement that this most successful project of the Mothers' Auxiliary had realized over sixteen hundred dollars which will be used for the new Junior Library. ANTHEA DYKES, Grade XII The Dolls' House Tea Where are we? In fairyland? No, we must be in Dolls' House Land for look at all the dolls! For months now, the girls and mothers of Balmoral Hall have been working for the Dolls' House Tea. They have dressed dolls, and made clothes, doll accessories, decorations, and signs to lead visitors to the magicallyfchanged gymnasium. There are baby dolls of all sizes, little dolls in plastic bathtubs, twin dolls, bride dolls with going away clothes, and big walking dolls. In fact, any kind of doll you could wish to see. Beside dolls there are dolls' clothes, dolls' skates, rollerfskates, cowboy boots, hatfboxes, crinolines, small packages of bubble bath, and even facefcloths and soap. Everything a doll could want! We also see books with the main characters represented by dolls. There are, for example, the beautiful Heidi and a dear little Stuart Little with a very long tail. Beatrix Potter books are here with little statuettes of their main characters, such as Peter Rabbit in his little blue jacket. As well as all the wonderful dolls, there is a homefcooking stand laden with delicious food. I think I shall always remember this exciting visit to the Land of Dolls. Norm BAKER, Grade VI The Magic Egg A surprise came to the junior School Grades one day. The Junior League were putting on a puppet show entitled The Magic Egg. The egg was tied to Mermud, the sorcerer's waist. Everyone was trying to capture the egg from him. Andy, a young boy, lost his way and came to a sign which had Mermuddle on it. That was the town he lived in. The sorcerer soon captured Andy and brought him to the bottom of a lake where he made Andy a merboy. With the help of Dewdrop the dragon, Thomas B. Turtle, Blow and Bubble the two fishes, and Maria, they all tried to get Andy out of this jam. When the sorcerer had his rest, Dewdrop, who was his guardian, agreed to help get the egg from him. They got Mermud's cook book. After mixing all the ingredients together a pair of scissors appeared. They cut the rope and got the egg. When the sorcerer woke up he realized the magic spirit of the egg had flown away. Andy and Maria changed back into children and everyone was happy. We wish to thank the junior League for a happy afternoon, and we hope they will return again soon. LINDA LBACH, Grade VI