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

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SMILES FROM THE NURSERY SCHOOL The Light In The Dark Once upon a time there lived a family called the Smiths. They lived in the middle of a dark forest. The family was poor. Their father was a woodcutter. There were ten children and they were never sad. One day two of the children went out to fish through the ice in the pond. They were travelling towards some mountains. It was just about night and so they stopped to rest in the forest. All of a sudden they heard a crackling of a twig. The two boys quickly hid behind a tree. Out from behind a bush came a little Newfoundland puppy. He was black with a little pink tongue and he had sad, but kind, brown eyes. The puppy came and licked them. The two boys put him in their basket and walked towards the pond. The wind was cold and the snow was blowing. The boys could not reach the pond and so they stopped. Then they saw a light. It started to get closer. Through the trees came a big black Newfoundland. He went to the little puppy and licked him. Around the neck of Raddy, the big dog, a little lantern was swinging in the wind. With this lantern Raddy led the way to his master's house. They rang the doorbell and a servant answered. They were led to a beautiful room where a jolly, fat man sat on a pretty blue chair. After a long conversation the two boys found, to their surprise, that they were related to this kind old man. In fact he was their grand- father. Then the three happy people went back to the boys' house. Their grandfather asked if the whole Smith family would like to live with him in his big house. They all started to pack at once and they lived happily ever after in the big house on the mountains. LoaRA1NE MURRAY-CiT3,Cl6 IV Wind A sad wind A glad wind Going to and fro, A warm wind A storm wind Clouds coming low. A bitter wind A litter wind Paper blowing 'round, A chill wind A still wind That does not make a sound. LINDA-GAIL ARNETT-Grade VI The Glass House Once upon a time there was a glass house and a fairy lived in it. She was very happy because she had lovely dishes and furniture. She cleaned her house every day. She washed her dishes after every meal. When company came in she always had nice things like peas and potatoes. She had an extra bed in case someone came. This glass house shone like silver in the sun. The birds could see in it and look at the fairy playing the piano. Everybody loved the glass house. FRANCES EGERTON1GT3d6 II Memories of a Faded Flower When I was a seed, Small, hard, and round I lay in a bed Beneath the ground. Then I grew to a Hower, Bright as the sung As I think of it now It was lots of fun. iKATHERINE LEDERMAN-Grade IV

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25 The Magic Mushroom There was once a little girl named Rebecca. Rebecca had hair as golden as the sun. Her eyes were as blue as the sky above. Rebecca lived in the faraway country of England. One day Rebecca's mother sent her out to gather mushrooms. Rebecca adored to go out on the soft, downy meadows and pick mushrooms. The sun had just come over the hills when Rebecca set out. She skipped along to where the mushrooms grew, and started to pick some. Soon her basket was full, but as she was leaving she saw an enormous mushroom. She stooped to pick it up, and was astonished to hear the mush- room cry out. The mushroom told her that he was a mushroom that the fairies danced under. Then he told her that if she let him go, she could come back tomorrow at midnight to see the fairies. Rebecca agreed heartily to this. She thanked the mushroom and ran all the way home. The next day passed slowly and drearily for Rebecca. Her mind always wandered from what she was doing. That night Rebecca stayed awake thinking of the fairies. At last she heard the clock strike twelve. She jumped out of bed and put her clothes on. She was so excited that she was trembling. When she reached the field she saw the glimmer of hundreds of lights. She ran on her tiptoes towards the shining circle. The whole place was a mass of coloured lights. The inside of the mushroom looked like a rainbow. Rebecca was puzzled. She had thought the mushroom large before but now it was several times its size. Rebecca didn't puzzle over this much, as there was so much more to see. Stand- ing beside the stem of the mushroom was a lady dressed in a gown of shimmering silver. On her head she wore a golden crown with sparkling jewels. Everyone was dressed in lovely clothes. Rebecca was overjoyed when a fairy prince came over and asked her to dance. She found, when she entered the fairy ring, she became as small as the fairies. What a lovely time Rebecca had at the fairy ball! She was sorry when she had to leave. She politely thanked the mushroom and the fairy queen. Then she returned home. The next day when Rebecca went to see the mushroom it had disappeared. DIANA MAJ URY-Grade V Lucky Robin A robin wakes up early And eats and doesn't care He doesn't have to put on shoes Or comb his snarly hair. Joi' K1-ZATING-Grade II The Magic of Frost One cold wintry morning, As I got out of bed, I peered through the window And just stopped dead! For I saw not the trees and grass As from view they were lost, But glistening figures in the sun- The magic of frost! Little tiny mountains All in a band, Surrounded by castlesee Oh! This must be fairyland! But suddenly the sun came out And warm sunbeams did pour, They melted all the magic-and It was fairyland no more! The Golden Flute Once there lived a very rich king whose name was John. He was very mean and he always kept his money locked up in a safe place. One day while he was riding on his horse he saw a peddler with a beautiful golden flute. Now he was wondering why a poor man should have a golden flute and he asked the man if he was Willing to sell. The peddler sold it and received a fair price. When John got back to the palace he ordered one of his servants to play the flute for him while he ate his dinner. When the servant started to play a great pack of rats came swarming out. King John was furious. He ordered the servants to take the rats out but more and more came. They started to eat the king's dinner. King John was very angry and he called for his horse. He rode down to the place where he had seen the peddler and asked him if he would buy back the flute and try to get rid of all the rats. He ordered the peddler back to his palace and showed him all the rats. The peddler burst out laughing and said that the servant had played the wrong tune. Then the peddler played a tune and a lot of cats came out and killed all the rats. But the peddler said he could not take away the cats. So from that day on King John lived with cats everywhere and he spent most of his money buying cat food. IJEBORAH Fi-3RGUsoN-Grade V

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Entertainment and Education On Friday, March 9, the last day of Education Week, many parents enjoyed an afternoon of French and music, which started appropriately with O Canada , sung in French by the Junior School. We had fun, commented Harriet Carter, Grade One. We liked dancing and singing 'Sur Le Pont d'Avignon'. We each had a basket, rose, jaune, ou bleu, said Donna Logan, Grade Two. Frances was 'Le Cerisier', and we picked trois cerises, and put them in our baskets, added Louise Nebbs. I liked the French lullaby we sang to our dolls, interposed Donna Jean Brundage, Grade Three. For Grade Four's play, 'Cendrillon', I was the Prince and Margot was Cendrillon, Diane Plick informed us. Beth was the ugly mother and she caught her high heels in her dress,', laughed Lorraine Murray, an ugly sister. Cathy Clough took my place as the other ugly sister because I had to stay in bed, we were told by Virginia Wood. My sister said that everyone enjoyed the play. After this play, six piano students gave a demonstration of music-making. All were im- pressed with their knowledge as they followed rhythmic patterns by clapping their hands to mark the value of notes, and identified simple songs played on the piano. Grade Five then sang several French songs, and ended with a telephone conversation in which arrangements were made to go to a cowboy film. Lastly, Grade Six won well-deserved applause for their play, La Vieille Dame Qui Habite le Soulierf' The Junior School programme was followed by four songs by the Senior School Choral Groups. Firstly, Gracious Saviour by C. Van Gluck, was sung with great feeling by Grades Seven, Eight and Nine. The Grade Ten, Eleven and Twelve choir then sang a composition by Handel and a negro spiritual. To end this enjoyable afternoon, the School Choir sang, Music When Soft Voices Die , by Charles Wood. DEBORAH JAcKsoN-Grade X '4'. '.fo-. , .gf 7 . f' 1 '42 ' ? a 1 . QSM! Le Tigre Va A L'Ecole Un jour j'ai apporte un tigre dans la salle de classe, mais 1l n'a pas ete sauvage. C'est un jouet et il s'appelle Pancake. Pancake n'habite pas dans la jungle fl'Afrique mais il habite dans notre inaison. Il est orange et noir comme les tigres ordinaires et il a les yeux verts aussi. Tous les tigres ont les yeux verts et ils voient tres bien. Les pieds cle Pancake sont blancs. Les tigres de la jungle n'ont pas les pattes blanc-hes, mais ils ont les pieds oranges et noirs. Pancake a de tres petites oreilles. Autour de son cou, il y a un beau ruban bleu. Pancake est un bon tigre, et assis sur ma table de toilette dans ma cliambre a coucher il a l'air tres gentil. PAMELLA IQAYSER-GI'2LflC IX Les Oiseaux Etranges Une eleve marche devant la classe avec un grand livre. Elle demande: -Qu'est-ce que c'est? La question est tres simple et une autre eleve repond tout de suite: -C'est un livre. Toute la classe sait la reponse quand l'eleve devant la classe demande: -En quoi est-il? -Il est en papier. Puis elle ouvre le livre et montre une image dans le livre. -Que voyez-vous? elle deniande. -Je vois deux oiseaux, repond une eleve. -Sont-ils jolis ou vilains'? demande-t-elle. -Ils sont jolis, repond une eleve. Oui, les oiseaux sont tres jolis. Ils sont rouges, noirs et bleux. L'eleve devant la classe demande: -Habitent-ils at Winnipeg? -Certainement non. Maintenant elle tourne la page. -Combien d'oiseaux voyez-vous? C'est tres etrange. La classe ne voit pas d'oiseaux. Bientot elle montre trois petite oiseaux au coin de la page. La classe a souri, Il est tres interessant cle regarder les oiseaux etranges. ELizAB1c'rH WVEBS-'1'Eli-ciI'2Ni6 IX