Earl Grey School - Triangle Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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GOOD NIGHT DOLLY Good night dear Dolly, do not fear, Sleep, sleep, till morning is near. While the stars and moon shine on you, Sleep till the hillside is covered with dew. Ann Vicary, Age 9 Room 6 BOYS WILL BE BOYS Boys will be boys Brats will be brats They wreck your toys And tease the cats. As they get older A few years or so, They get a little bolder And turn up as your beau. Charlene Craig Room 25 ELVIS PRESLEY’S RISE TO FAME Times Sure Have Changed” for we have found out that Elvis Presley is really the Alien Visitor” with a Thingamabob tied around his neck. Times Sure Have Chan ged! ” Teen-agers soon began to dislike him when they found out that he was a Magician’s Trick” who came out of the Lost Volcano.” On the way to America his Hot Rod developed Engine Trouble” in The Valley of the Supernatural”. This was a Fortunate Accident” for he found a Flying Carpet” which was his Last Chance” to get out of the valley. This Spring” his magi c carpet was stolen by a Stranger in the Dark”, now he drives a Stolen Palomino.” On April Fools” day he found out that Books can Talk.” In his latest film Things in the Future” he sings Boys will be Boys,” a new release. This essay involves one of the Ten Easy Ways to Fail an Exam.” Jack Olinkin and Bob Delaney — Room 13 19

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With a menacing snarl he sprang at the boy but stopped short with¬ in a few feet. He advanced and retreated until he seemed satisfied that Frank was harmless. With a sly grin he walked up to hiiji, rubbed his plumelike tail against his leg, and purred contentedly. Frank, intensely interested in the room ignored him. The place was wired for electric lights. The click he had heard was an iron ring falling against one of the barrels. The chuckle was merely a cat’s snarl, and the leg he thought Jie had tripped over was the cat darting to safety. What an adventure! Carol Johnson — Room 13. THE FLYING CARPET Oh, I sh ould like to take a ride Upon a carpet, far and wide, To see the people of many lands — To watch them toil with their hands. This carpet of exquisite make Would be indeed a hearty break To persons who would rather ride Upon a carpet, far and wide. The clothes they wore both fine and poor Would show up down below We’d take a look, then whiz away, And homeward we would go. This carpet with its strong-knit thread Would stop. Then back we’d go To the little house we started from In ages long ago. Myra Macoomb Room 25 THINGS IN THE FUTURE In this age of atomic fission and supersonic flight, the possibilities of scientific and mechanical advancement look very promising. What will the world be like when this year’s graduates are men and women thirty years old? A countless host of new inventions will appear. Among them will be colour television sets with screens from thirty-one inches to six feet at a moderate cost, and electronic brains that, in the cars of the future, will drive them safer than you can. There will be combination television telephones plus many new textiles, plast¬ ics and apints. Electric power stations, trains and ships will be run by atomic power and your car may be powered by a gasoline turbine. One of the milestones of the future will be the conquest of man’s last frontier, Space. These are just a fraction of the wonderful things in the future. Fred Dampier — Room 13. 18

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TEN EASY WAYS TO FAIL AN EXAM Don’t think, guess, Don’t do your best; Write at a fast rate Be sure not to concentrate. Do the questions you know how, And copy the rest of your pal. Go to the show the night before Because you think studying is a bore, In class all year don’t lend an ear Because you think you have nothing to fear. Make your essays as short as you can Because you think teacher’s a lenient man, Be sure you hand in your paper toute suite” Because there is a ball game in the next street. Judy Wright Carol Hammell Room 13 Spring is here at last In the merry month of May, Spring is coming fast Let’s hope it’s here to stay. Spring is here at last In its hustle-bustle way, We can see the velvet grass And we know Spring’s here to stay. Suellen Glenat Room 25 THE FLYING CARPET There are many different ways of transportation used by many different people. If you lived in Arabia, your transportation would be a flying car¬ pet, (so they say). In Canada nobody rides on flying carpets, and if anyone told you they had ridden on one, what would you think? My story begins two years ago when we got a new carpet. Beauti¬ ful patterns of flowers, I can almost smell them, bordered the outside edge of the carpet. I couldn’t take my eyes off the flowers, I was strangely attracted to them. They were so exquisitely beautiful, it seemed they held a deep secret. Then I heard a strange, sirene noise coming out of the sky. Fear’s icy hand gripped me and I stood rigid with sudden fear. Slowly, very slowly I began to feel as if I were being lifted. A sickly smell came to my nose and I drifted into a deep sleep. I was riding above the clouds, drifting along, with the sweet scented air blowing through my hair when I awoke. We skidded under a puffy, white cloud and to my amazement missed it. The carpet ride was wonderful but I longed to go under the clouds to see where we were. The next moment, we darted down, down, to a strange, mysterious land laid out like a carpet before my eyes. A land of mosques, bazaars and dried brick houses arranged very cleverly. As we drew near everything grew larger until at last we landed on the top of a large brick house. I got up and walked away, not forgetting to take the carpet. Going through the house was no problem but when I got to the street everybody started to stare at me with greedy, fiendish eyes fixed on my carpet. Someone grabbed me, pulled me into an alley and handing me a ring said, Show this to the king, the carpet will lead you to him” He was gone! and before I had time to realize what 20