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

Page 38 text:

Most parents are always complaining about us, but what would they do without us?We are the rising generation that will take their placesinthis world. Everyone is sure that soon men will be able to go to the moon in a rocket ship. Before parents say that teenagers are all ' mixed up’, I wish they would consider the teenagers of a hundred years from now. Joan Mandzik — Room 20. A TUGBOAT WHISTLE A tugboat whistle goes ' Toot, Toot, Toot’ It toots high, it toots low, A tugboat whistle goes ' Toot, Toot, Toot’ But its the chuga, chuga, chug that makes it go J an Walaske, Grade 4 — Room 9. CHOOSING SHOES New shoes, new shoes, Red and pink and blue shoes, Tell me what you would choose If they’d let us buy? Buckle shoes, bow shoes Pretty pointy-toe shoes, Strappy, cappy, bow shoes Let’s have some to try, Bright shoes, white shoes Dandy dance by night shoes, Perhaps a - little tight shoes Like some? so would I. But That so - fat shoe Stump along like that shoes Wipe-them-on-the mat shoes THAT’S the kind they’ll buy. Age 10 -- Room 9. PooB MY OWL I have an Owl He is brown and white He sits on my window And hoots all night He sleeps all day And eats all night That’s my Owl, brown and white. Elizabeth Kiernicki - Age 9 Grade 4 — Room 9 I like to watch the stars at night. The rainbow in its silvery flight, The sea gulls whiter than the foam And all the birds are flying home. 36 Valerie McIntosh. Room 9.

Page 37 text:

Tokyo is the largest city in Japan. In some parts of the city it is as up-to-date and modern as any other city. I know I may never visit this wonderful country, but I will have something to look forward to, won’t I? Paula Tubbs — Room 20. THE COUNTRY I WOULD LIKE TO VISIT. I would like to visit Germany because my family originated there. I have a small knowledge of German, and I am familiar with the German customs and practises. I should like to see all the places of interest, from the majestic, marble palaces of Berlin, to the lowly, wooden huts of the peasants. A bicycle town of the country ( a common practise) would fulfill my fondest hopes. Crui¬ sing up the River Rhine on a sleek boat would be a splendid way to spend any vacation. The German people are nearly always singing, and in many Ger¬ man cities, beautiful theatres have been erected especially for the singing of operas. After a hearty German meal of Veinershnitzel, pumpernickel, sauerkraut and Apfel Strudel, one may sit in a comfortable chair on the porch and hear the lusty voices of German men, the sweet voices of Cerman women, fill the still, twilight air with melodies of German folk-songs. A visit to Germany could be called a ' truly marvelous adventure’. Wayne Wortman — Room 19. WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO! What is this world coming to? That’s what everyone is wondering about. Rock ’n Roll has swept the world. The teenagers are ' real gone’ and ' dig’ Elvis Presley and many other stars. The parents complain of the way we react when we hear our favorite recording. Its only natural to us, but to them its horrifying. The problem of using the telephone and how long you should speak, has arisen in many a home. Father always threatens to take the phone out, but he never does. So that’s that. The way the teenagers dress shocks the parents. Probably their parents were horrified at the way they dressed. Mother wore a short dress past her knees and Dad wore his straw hat and striped jacket and did the Charleston. What a sight! 35

Page 39 text:

JUNIOR HIGH ESSAY WINNER MANSION OF DEATH. Junior High Essay Winner. It seems impossible that a few hours ago I had not a care in the world. Looking nervously at my watch, I could see that it was exactly three hours since I was speeding down a dark country road. My engine gave a cough and conked out. I tried to fix it, but was forced to give up when rain began to beat down heavily. I don’t remember ever being out in such a storm. The thunder was deafening ancf the lightning seemed to split the sky wide open. I ran for cover under some nearby trees. After standing there for a quarter of an hour, I realized that I would soon be soaked to the skin. A bolt of lightning flashed and illuminated, for an instant, a dark, gloomy mansion not far from the road. I knew I must seek shelter there. Breathless and wet through, I pounded on the huge door. When it opened an ugly man with an unkempt beard and a pair of horn-rimmed glasses which shielded beady eyes greeted me. After an embarassing moment I persuad¬ ed the man to let me stay till morning. He introduced himself as Professor Gruenor, wheeled about and gave me a room on the first floor of the mansion. The place had an eerie atmosphere and I could not sleep. Strange noises aroused my curiosity, so I tip toed down the hall. For an instant I paused then gaining courage I turned the doorknob and stood staring, unable to believe what I saw. There was the professor working on a metal robot. Professor Grue¬ nor wheeled about and screamed insanely for me to go back to my room. It seemed I had been pacing my room for hours when a - shriek echoed through the halls. I ran to the laboratory and found Gruenor dead and the robot gone! Cold sweat broke out on my forehead and fear tore at me. I ran to the door, it was locked and all the windows barred. There is no escape for me now -- slow footsteps have halted be¬ fore my door!!! Eleanor Steiler -- Room 27. 37