Elmira District Secondary School - Oracle Yearbook (Elmira, Ontario Canada)

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28 THE ORACLE I l l , e emi, e,fe,.., Uunior Prize Poemj One day when swimming at the lake, I found a small green copper snake, I held him carefully by his tail And fed him cherries till he did quail. He stretched and squirmed and hissed at me, Trying his best to get himself free, I played with him till it drew night When this little snake took one big bite. I howled and yelped and danced around And let Mr. Snake fall on the ground. I saw him escape in the light of the moon, Leaving me alone with an aching wound. Slowly I turned away towards home With a little sigh and a little groan- And you, dear friends, my advice do take, Do not fool around with a small copper snake. en., vnfta, va., --ROBERT WEBER, IX B Ct Siam 350m While walking down the street one day, Writing a letter, are you? When everything was bright, A black cat ran in front of me, I nearly took a fright! Then walking by a store window, Not knowing where to go, I crossed beneath a huge ladder, And sighed a piteous, oh! The sky had turned to gray again, Bad luck was on its way, I did not know exactly when, But it would come that day. No sooner had I reached my home, When everything went wrong, A double mirror fell on the floor- Ill luck was lasting long. There's much more to this story, But harken to my voice, And don't be superstitious- Y ou know you have the choke. Mother waits with anxious heart To hear the postman's bell! You can't think what to say- I t's getting late, youfre tired- Youyreally haven't much to tell. You think y0u'll leave it for another day, T here's something. else you want to do to-night, She's knitting by the fire, I heard her say: T hey know I miss them- And they're sure to write. Here-take your pen and pour Out your every tlwught, lust what you'd say if you Were in the room beside her chair. A mother's life is fraught With love and care for you. ' -MAE STUMPF, IX B -SHIRLEY CUNNINGHAM X

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THE ORACLE Qfmaefa GPWCJQQI fSeni0r Prize Poeml up-an am.-U .V I stood upon a distant battle-field, And watched the wounded soldiers as they reeled Past me-but there was one who spoke and said M00 back, and tell them all g this life-blood red Is not for our own sakesg but it is shed For them, that they in future peace might live. And gasping, at my feet, he lay there-dead. I watched an aeroplane plunge through the sky And heard the motor cough and slowly die, And saw the pilot to the gunner turned, MW ell, this is it, old boy: I hope it's learned That it was not for our own sakes- we burned Our young life,s fuel, 'twas freedom that we yearned Then these received a death not justly earned. From lonely graves in a tempestuous sea A host of ghostly sailors called to me, Let it be known that we have nobly died, That willingly we travelled o,er Death's tide That our young sons might look to us with prlkie, And live in peace forever side by side. And so I bring their chorus-their demand, I do not beg of you, but I command g It is not my own voice, fm but a hand That brings the message of that faithful band Of service men, who in the dark world stand In bloody warfare, on the snow and sand To guard the freedom of your native land. Come, Canada, awake! these are your boys, They're human beings-not just mere decoys, To urge the enemy to fresher start, Shall some lad nurse a lonely, weary heart Because you failed to live up to your part? Or shall another enemy's deadly dart Bring more destruction?-have you done your part? --VIVIAN HOFFER XIII