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

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INTRODUCTION TO THE LITERARY SECTION e y- ' This year, as is usually the case, there have been outstanding entries submitted and we have had a hard time deciding a winner. This section is for all to read and to enjoy. The stories and poems were selected on the basis of interest to the reader. We would like to give our sincere thanks to all the people who submitted entries and we wish we were able to put all of them in. Gail Gerelus, David Farrell and Bob Kellington GRADE 9 WINNER — Sharon Webb THE FUTURE OF ROCK AND ROLL The most controversial question among teenagers and their parents is Rock and Roll. The teenagers take the stand bravely defending Rock and Roll music despite their parents’ protests. One of the questions asked most is “Has Rock and Roll a future?” Fifty years from now it could be considered classical. How shall the parents of tomorrow and their children react to it? A.D. 2008 - Crowds of elderly women jam the Elvis Presley Memorial Stadium to hear a prized selection of classical Rock and Roll records. Included in the programme will be that immortal song, “Hound Dog.” Meanwhile outside the Stadium thousands of teenagers parade shouting, “Down with the Classics,” “We hate Rock and Roll” and “We hate Elvis.” The angry crowds of teen¬ agers rant and rave wildly but they can’t compete with the hysterics of the mobs inside the Stadi¬ um. Then all at once a strained silence floats over the crowd. They are waiting for Him. Waiting for the master of Rock and Roll to sing his masterpiece. The music begins and slowly drifts over the anxious crowd. With the first bars of You Ain’t Nothing But a Hound Dog” the adults inside as well as the teenagers outside start to yell and scream with frantic delight. Is this the future of Rock and Roll? It could be. OUR CLASS ROOM Our class is neat and trim Even if the day is grim. We can hardly wait for arithmetic to finish So we can have some paper to blemish. At recess there’s fun galore! But what about after four? Ruth Ewert - Room 23 Age 10

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MARGARET UHRYN Mugs is the girl with the laughing smile, She wouldn’t hold a grudge if she had to walk a mile. JEAN WEIR A rock and roll fan is this gal To everyone she is a pal. LEONA WOLAS CHUCK Her aim is to fly In a Chev. you’ll see her go by. “May I have another cookie? Another cookie what?” Another cookie, please. Please who? Please Mother.” Please Mother what? Please Mother dear.” “No! You’ve had six already! (Sick Mother) “Johnny, I feel so-o-o-o sick! (Johnny) Mommy, do you know how I feel?” (Sick Mother) “No, Johnny, I don’t know how you feel.” (Johnny) “With my hands!” Sweetheart, if I’d known that tunnel was so long, I’d have given you a kiss.” Wasn’t that you? Pete — “Bill, how can you tell when you’ve had too much to drink?” Bill— “A little blurred tells me.” A little boy walks up to a lady with pointed shoes (chemise look), and he says: “Gee, lady, you must have long toe nails!” 23

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ROOM 8 — KINDERGARTEN OUR GARDEN This Spring we planted a garden in the sandbox. Harry and Bryan cleaned out all the stones. The teacher put water on the sand. We planted radishes, com and peas. The radishes came up first, then the com. Radishes have two leaves at first and com has one. We eat the seeds of corn and peas. We eat the roots of radishes. Our plants need soil, water, air and sunlight. GRADE 8 WINNER FANTASY Fantasy on a window pane, Shows the artist’s wonder hand - As he paints the lying mane, Over and over throughout the land. As he paints his mystic design, He paints the fantasy of above - Leaving broken the barriers of time, Opening the doors of beauty and love. He leaves his silver dust, amid the leaves. Leaving the world in wonder lost - We realize then, it’s only amid-winter freeze. Our mightly visitor being Jack Frost. Erna Markus - Barb. Mackay Room 22. SPRING The gurgling of the water, The melting of the snow, Makes me often wonder Why God has made it so. And yet, why should I wonder After the snow comes rain, And man can see God’s splendor. In the beautiful waving grain. Doris Gall — Room 23 Grade 5 — Age 11 MORNING Up, lad, up, ’tis late for lying; Hear the drums of morning play; Hark, the empty highways crying, “Who’ll beyond the hills away? Pat Nicholson -- Room 9 GRADE 7 WINNER — Lesley Austin TO SERVE Sandra Menzie was a pretty girl of 18 with golden blond hair and soft brown eyes. She had always been popular in school and when graduation time had come, most of the girls Sandra knew decided to be models or stenographers. It had been hard for Sandra to decide on a career. When younger, she had hoped to be this or that with every passing fancy but these plans were quickly discarded. The day of graduation had been a hectic one, the ceremony, then rush¬ ing home to make last minute preparations for the graduation dance. The dance that night had been wonderful but it was sad too, for this was the last dance they would have in their school. Sandra went home that evening with a sad and lost feeling. She had no plans for the future; only memories of the past. Sandra woke up the next morning to find her mother standing over her. Sandra’s mother suggested a shopping trip to which she heartily agreed. The trip to town was not quite as exciting as it had always been. She forgot her troubles as she watched the people stepping onto the bus. 25