Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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SIAMESE CAT The thump it makes when it runs up the stairs is plainly heard from my bedroom. In order to attract attention it sinks its long claws into the rug and the noise made when it extracts them annoys me. Then it emits the traditional Siamese yowl, gut- tural, deep and ear-piercing. My cat measures the distance between the ground and my bunk bed with its eyes before arriving on the dressing table. The contents of the dressing table are soon scattered by my energetic friend. The bunk bed makes a creaking noise as it jumps from the dressing table. This strange animal walks halfway down the bed before sinking down, shedding and purring. I pull the covers over me and appear to take no notice of the visitor because I know that if I dare pat it for too long I will be scratched. The cat, giving up in disgust, continues its elegant procession down the bed. She will soon jump off and probably try to tempt my mother to feed her. Eleanor Dingle, Grade 7 A ROTTEN DAY Unfortunately I woke up late this morning. Fortunately my Mom drove me to school. Unfortunately I got to school on the bell. Fortunately there are two bells. Unfortunately I forgot my lunch. Fortunately there is a cafeteria at school. Unfortunately I didn ' t have any money. Fortunately I can charge it on my account. Unfortunately I was late for gymnastics. Fortunately so was everyone else. Unfortunately I forgot my gymsuit. Fortunately someone had two. Unfortunately it didn ' t fit. Fortunately the other one did. Unfortunately I went last to show my coach. Fortunately I could practise longer. Unfortunately my Dad was late. Fortunately my friend waited with me. Unfortunately I got to bed late. Fortunately it was Friday. SCHOOL DAYS We go to Prayers every day. At recess we go out to play. Then comes Music, French and Math, The kind of work we do in class. Mandy Hopkins, Grade 3 : Shawna Cass, Grade 7

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FROZEN WITH FEAR There is something about lonehness and the isolation of darkness that disturbs me. I feel I am imprisoned by mysterious forces which I am unable to see. I lie in my warm and comfortable cushioning bed, with a yellow blanket pulled up to my chin. My head sinks into the soft material on the pillow. I begin to think of what might unexpectedly appear out of these mysterious forces that surround me. I wait and wait but nothing has yet come. All of a sudden the stillness of the night is disturbed by a soft distinct melody. I look around but I cannot seem to find its source. I listen more attentively now as the music becomes more eery within my room. I dare not move for my instinct tells me the black force is too strong. I now set free my imagination as I am in another world. My eyes begin to wander about the room watching ever so closely. My eyes stop. A black figure, the shape of a human, is projected on my wall. I begin to shake and tremble but after taking a deep breath I calm down again. My muscles are aching from being in a frozen position so long. What has caused me to react like this? I suspect it is a fear that everybody experiences. But is it really? It could be that it only happens to me. I became so frightened that I felt I was losing my sense of reality. Then the rays of yellow light streaked with sparkles of gold enter my room. I cannot believe it! The rays of yellow light are actually pushing the black force out of my window and into the pale brilliant blue sky. I watch as the defeated force is pushed away above the clouds. I fell asleep. Alison Dalglish, Grade 8 Junior School Prize Essay HEAVENLY HELL White sun Red clouds Blue grass Green sky Praying birds Flying nuns Swimming soldiers Fighting fish Violent laughter Hilarious rage Meandering child Bawling brook Floral scented sausage Fat-laced flowers Tough jam Sweet steak Dying to live Living to die. Sheila MacMillan 17

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SPRING Silent streams. Prancing ponies. Romping raccoons. Intelligent insects. Nice narcissus. Grand guppies. Katie MacNaughton Grade 6 A fir tree standing all by itself was taken away because of bad health. Poor poor tree. Avery Bassett, Grade 6 JUNE I just can ' t believe it; It ' s happened at last! School ' s finally ended, The time really passed. The last day is over; The minutes ticked by. The classroom is empty. Hurray for July! We ' re free for the summer, The beach and the pool. It ' s hello to baseball. And good-tye to school! Brigitte Kopas, Grade 6 19