Calhoun School - Ink Pot Yearbook (New York, NY)

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0 1936 INK POT ' Sally's Trip Once there was a little girl. Her name was Sally. One day Sally's mother said, Sally, we must go to England. We must go Friday. It was Thursday then. What time are we going? said Sally. We are going at twelve o'clock, said Sally's mother. When the time came they went down to the dock. They got on the boat. When the whistle blew the boat started. Sally's mother said, Sally, we are going to have lunch. Sally was up on the top deck. Mother called. Sally came walking down the steps. They walked into the dining- room. They sat down at a table. They ate their lunch. After their lunch a storm came up. The boat shook. Sally was on the deck. She was frightened. She called her mother. Mother said, Do not be afraid. It started to rain and Sally and mother went in their cabin. Soon the rain stopped and Sally looked out of her port hole. She saw what she had never seen before. She said, Mother, what is that in the sky? Mother said, That is a rainbow. It comes out after the rain. JEAN SHERWIN, Second Grade A Day in Florida I went on a trip in a glass bottom boat. Through the glass you could see all different kinds of fish. First, there were the sunfish. They are round and yellow except for a small border of black, and the eyes. Then we didn't see any large hsh for a while. Of course, we saw fish, but they were of no importance. We were watching the color of the seag it was a gorgeous turquoise blue. The coral of pale pink and blue, seaweed of the brightest green, also the moss and sponge of all sizes and descriptions added to the beautiful picture. We were hungry and sat down at a table to eat. All of a sudden someone cried, Baby saillish! Many people crowded around the rail of the boat, but we managed to get a glimpse of it. It had a gorgeous silvery, scaley body with the most beautiful baby sail of rainbow colors. But now it was time to go home, and so home we went. IRMA NEWMAN, Fifth Grade The Little Engine Once there was a little engine. It was built in a foundry. It was the lirst steam engine in New York. Everybody wanted to ride in it. Only a few people could go in the train, because it was so small. The name of the train was De Witt. GLORIA BARNETT, Second Grade Dirty Hands Bubbles Before we eat we wash our hands A bubble is a fairy ball And wash our faces, toog So very dainty and so small. To touch our food with dirty hands Away, away they all do float- Is what we must not do. Past the rainbows, across the moat. My washcloth and my towel The fairies blow them till they break. Are hanging up, you see, This, of course, is a mistake. My mother put them there Soon the bubbles fade away. For no one else but me. Now, I know how the fairies play. PEGGY Eusnmzc, Fourth Grade FLORENCE MAYER, Fifth Grade Visions at Ni gbt Whenever at night I lie in bed, The strangest creatures cross my head. There are lions and tigers and monkeys, too, A great baboon whose nose is blueg There are funny clowns with giant handsg They all must come from other lands. PEGGY Eusaskc, Fourth Grade Sixty-one

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' 1936 INK POT Q A Turtle Story Once upon a time there were two turtles. One was named Alan. The other was named Fox. One day they went for a walk. Suddenly they heard a voice behind them. They turned around and what do you think they saw? A little fairy. I wish I were a fairy, they said. Your wish is granted, said the fairy. Then what do you think happened to them? Their feet became dainty little feet. Their front feet became beautiful arms. Their big heads became tiny heads with beautiful golden hair. Then what do you think happened to their faces? Their eyes turned a beautiful blue, their lips became a beautiful red, and beautiful pink dresses with flowers all over appeared on them. They were pretty, lacy dresses, if you ask me. So they went and lived happily ever after with the fairies. BARBARA Scusysk, Second Grade My Visit to the Hayden Planetarium One day while reading the newspaper I saw an article telling that the Hayden Planetarium was open. I knew that there were seven Planetariums in the world and thought that it would be very interesting to see one. One afternoon after school mother and I went to the Planetarium. What interested us as soon as we entered the building was the Solar System. After watching it for quite a while we went upstairs to listen to the lecture. After we sat down the lights were turned off. I thought I was sitting on a bench in Central Park. Suddenly the stars appeared. It was one of the most beautiful sights I have even seen. RENEE Moiuuzu., Fourth Grade Caught in the lee! As we were driving along one cold winter's afternoon, we saw a crowd around a frozen lake. My father stopped the car. A dog had fallen into the water. He had been walking on the ice and his weight had broken it. He tried swimming out, but the ice kept breaking around him as he swam. On the shore there was a life preserver hanging on a pole. A man in the crowd threw it to the dog but the dog didn't know how to grab it. He was trying with all his strength to get loose. One last wiggle and he got free from the water and the ice. He ran to the other side of the lake. Then he rolled over and over in the snow to get warm. He gave himself a good shake. Meanwhile his master, who was a little boy, was looking for him. The boy ran toward the crowd around the lake. He took his dog in his arms and put a blanket around him. Then he ran happily toward his home. Ink Pot Material Ink Pot material is such hard work They sometimes think our duty we shirk. We send it in with such high hope But the committee retums it as a joke. They donit know what we go through In order to write a line or two. We copy again and again and again: The things come showering back like rain. If I had my way, believe you me, l'd sit with the Ink Pot committee. Sixth Grade A Cloud HELENE SIMON, Fourth Grade Turkey Lurkey I have a little turkey, His name is Turkey Lurkey. And he gobbles, gobbles, gobbles, And he wobbles, wobbles, wobbles. He grows fatter every day. At night he sleeps in the hay. Soon Thanksgiving will be here, And he will sadly shed a tear. Second Grade A cloud is floating in the sky, A cloud is fioating oh, so high. It looks like a net of golden lace, When the sun shines on its face. ANN FRANCES KAss, Sixth Grade Sixty

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+ 1936 INK POT 0 The Little Train V The little train went, Choo, choo, on the track. The people were shouting to their friends, Good-by, good-by to all. Then the train went on, Choo, choo, again. Then the train stopped in Florida. ARLINE TITELBAUM, Second Grade Our Dog Once upon a time there were two girls and three boys. One day the children went out into the woods. They saw a dog. The dog was by himself. He came over to the children and said, Bow-wow, bow-wow, how-wow. One of the girls said, I would like that dog. He is talking to us. He wants a home. Billy said to the dog, We will take you home. Bow-wow, said the dog. Billy said that he would name the dog. He took him up in arms. Then they all went home. When mother saw the dog she said, Where did you get the dog? We got him in the woods, they all answered. We want him for our dog. Mother said, I will get him some food. The little dog said, Bow-wow-thank you. They all lived happily together. S prin g Time When trees and grass have turned From winter's tawny brown, I find it hard in this glad scene To see a person frown. The flowers poke their heads to see The sunny sky, then dance with glee To welcome happy girls and boys Among the pleasant springtime joys. to green SALLEE Fox. Sixth Grade My Dolls I had a little doll- She was very small. I had another doll- She was very tall. I had still another- She was very pretty, But she had no dresses- It was a great pity. PRICILLA Ross, Third Grade The Stars The stars shine so bright, I like their sparkling light. They go so smoothly through the People see them passing by. Sky: MARILYN LiviNGs'roN, Third Grade Sixty-two BEVERLY FINK, First Grade My Scottie Dog My Scottie dog is a funny fellow, His leash is colored green and yellow. He chases squirrels in the Park, He chases them until it's dark. When little brother comes home late, Scottie's ears stand up so straight. I know it's food for which he begs, When he stands on his little hind legs. his PEGGY ELISBERG, Fourth Grade Stars The stars are huge, The stars are bright, The stars are happy all the night. But when the dawn nears, And the night disappears, Then the stars that shone so bright, Vanish slowly in the light. Tessa LIPPMAN, Fifth Grade Clouds Sometimes I sit and wonder why Clouds drift past me in the sky. Where do they go? What do they do? I really do not know, do you? MADELEINE FRANK, Fifth Grade