Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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The Poor Spider There was a spider that was Not very tall, His name was Paul. The spider liked to play ball; Once he played baseball, But Paul got smushed with the ball! That ' s the end of Paul. Poor little spider name Paul! That ' s all! Yana Le Francois Grade 4 we ARTS As I walk hand in hand With my ghost sister in the sand, She watches o ' er me like a hawk. Her form is as simple as a piece of chalk. Can I ever escape the fact That I lack An inner soul? ♦ RL felT THE FROG Big drd gra, zn a ridL TiaW o .-sp r{ V Ihdts oar rrBSCOTs ga me. E. Oj afxi -tz£in and Tallof . ri ' t ' Alison Borrajo Grade 6 On A Cold November Night On a cold November night The wind blew hard and screamed With fright. The leaves ran in circles and up Then down. And many people shivered with a Frown. The wind whistled through people ears. And the sting of the cold brought tears. But once inside, the cold was gone And all the wind that had blown so long. It all happened on a cold November night. Brenda Welsh Grade 8r3 22

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RANfoONLW Brofisome] Erar)ksane You are my sunshtnQ It is because of you I bloom tcich elds I loi e you 5 0 ! The Fairy Dance The baby deer danced, Upon his bed of dew, While the fairies played their woodpipes With little snow-white hands. In a little glade of silver trees The fairy dance went on. But then upon the nighttime sky Came the silken pink of dawn. And then the dance was over; The deer was left alone, And in the misty morning light, He heard the fairies moan. Megan Palmer Grade 8r3 Branksomites The kilts and the blazers, The blouses, ties and tights. The oxfords and sweaters. Are what make us Branksomites! Sarah Bradley Grade 6 I sleep with my head on the pillow. I sleep with my back on the bed. I sleep with my feet out the window. No wonder my neighbours are dead! ! Lynne Bradley Grades 23