Balmoral Junior High School - Crimson Green and White Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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LITERARY 5Q. OUR TRIP INTO THE PaST - (Continued) What happened, and did we succeed? intervened Chris. No we didn ' t, but what can you expect with the Professor? To start with we lost him., ' and-- when, we finally located him he had joined the British. Meanwhile we had enlist¬ ed with the French. Right then and there ' we wanted to go back, but a British soldier approached and took,Harris away saying they wanted to see the new , weapons he possessed. We didn ' t see him for two days. Then, in mid-battle;, he rode up and opened fire on us. The ' battle was easily won and we were taken prisoners. The next day we were taken to the General, and guess who the General turned out to be ... Yours truly,” commented the Professor. And when we wanted to leave, continued George, he claimed he was having fun being a soldier, but we finally persuaded him. We mad9 our escape, using Harris as a hostage, and made our way back here as fast as possible. As for going back again, piped up Chris, yes, but one thing ' s sure. We don ' t intend to change history. Once is enough for anyone. With that they went into the house near the landing platform, making plans for their next journey. ' ' - Richard Smeltzer. 9-3 - DETERMINED Jane was quietly sitting in the shade. She had her bathing suit on, ready to go; or was she? Was she going to finish first? Was she even going to finish? Only time could answer these questions. She had done it before, of course, in a warm swimming pool where she could stop when she was tired. These questions were still spinning around in her mind when the starting gun sounded. When she was about fifty yards from the shore her boat joined her. Soon she wondered how far she had gone. The crawl was getting monotonous so she..changed to the breast stroke. Using these two strokes, she overcame the monotony but,, soon recognized another feeling. She was getting tired. Soon she was begging to get out, but her instructor wouldn ' t let her. She had to keep, swimming or.sink. Finally the .end came. .Jane didn ' t come in firpt nor did she come in second; but she had learned a far “more important-lesson,: Finish what you start.” When she was presented the medal for being the youngest swimmer to. finish the one mile.Chestermere swim, Jane had to pay. tribute to those who had made her continue. I should know, because I am Jane. ' , . .. ■... •- Dorothy Northern 9-1 - . , T 7 , . ' i ' .THE MOUNTAINS FROM CaLGARY If you are up early on a cloudless morning, and if you cross Centre Street Bridge ? to the west you can see the Reeky Mountains. Majestic and beautiful, with the sun glistening on their snowcapped peaks,, they look, like jewels reaching up to the sky. On a cloudy day the mountains are lost from view, but, if there are.only a few clouds in the sky, just their tops will be missing, as if playing hide and seek with the sun. The grandeur of these mountains is enough to lift the spirits of the saddest person. - Elaine Bramall 9-3 -