Elmwood School - Samara Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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SAMARA it ' s really true. But remember, do everything I tell you and don ' t let go of my hand for one moment, or else you might get lost . Babs jumped up quickly and began to dress. Do hurry , said her brother in a whisper, or I ' m afraid we will miss them. Alright Ronnie , replied Babs excitedly, I ' ll try my best . In a few moments Babs was dressed and ready to go. (You must remember that Babs was only about five and that Ronnie was seven and a half.) There now, I ' m dressed. Didn ' t take long, did I asked Babs, but Ronnie didn ' t answer, but grasped the little girl ' s hand and down the winding staircase the two little figures crept, then out into the dreary moor. The moon was shining and the night was wonderful, with stars like a huge city, with tiny lights all over. I . . . . I am so frightened , whispered Babs, do you think we ' d better go back? No, of course not , replied Ronnie, trying hard to be brave, we are going to see the fairies and pixies . But I am so cold , shuddered Babs. Oh! you just think you are cold, I am as warm as toast! Just ' cos you ' re warm doesn ' t make me warm too . . . it . . . it almost makes me colder . Sh . . . listen. Isn ' t that music I hear far away in the distance asked Ronnie in a whisper. Yes, fairy music, and I do believe it is coming nearer , gasped Babs quickly. Just then the whole place where they were standing seemed to light up, and the two children were confronted with a beautiful sight. First came the fireflies, making the place bright with their lights, then some pixies, and, last of all, a chariot carrying a beautiful fairy and drawn by hundreds of little pixies. At first Ronnie and Babs were so bewildered that they stood very still, as if they had been glued to the ground, but suddenly Babs, who recovered her senses quicker than Ronnie, stepped 13

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SAMARA THE FALL OF THE LEAVES Nature ' s come to call to their beds All her dear little sleepy heads. Her children are not as you and I But are the leaves that flutter by. Their beds are in a shady wood Where once some modest violets stood; Their nurse, the cold wind, then tucks them in With bedclothes white and fleecy thin. And then the robin bids goodbye And snowflakes start to flutter by. Winter ' s here with his stormy blast And the little leaves are asleep at last! MABEL DUNLOP. WHEN THE MOON SHONE Babs was a pretty little girl with blue eyes and dark hair but she had one great fault, she was very wilful and when she did not get things all her own way she became bad tempered. One night she was sent to bed early for quarrelling with her brother Ronnie. For some time she lay quiet and still, cuddling her beautiful doll, and then, with another outburst of temper she took her poor little doll and gave her a severe shaking. I don ' t love you any more , said Babs to her dollie, ' in fact I don ' t love anybody . Rising up in bed she flung her doll across the room and then snuggled down between the sheets and fell asleep. Just as she was in the land of dreams she felt a little hand touching hers, and, rising up quietly, saw that it was her brother Ronnie, in his nightie, sitting on her bed. What are you here for? demanded Babs in a frightened voice. Don ' t make such a noise, and I ' ll tell you , replied her brother. Do you remember the story Nurse read to us yesterday about the Pixies ? Well, let us go down to the moor and see if 12

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SAMARA back to hide behind a little bush, only it was too late, the fairy and pixies had seen them. What are you doing here asked the fairy rather crossly. Please, please, begged Ronnie, we love fairies and pixies and we only came to see if . . . if there were really any on the moor like the stories tell us. And a very good reason , answered the fairy, in a very kind sweet voice. And do you two really believe in fairies and pixies ? Oh, yes, yes! cried Babs and Ronnie with one voice. There are lots of little boys and girls who don ' t believe in us, said the fairy, looking very hard at Ronnie and Babs, so my little pixies go around to see if you are naughty or good. They can hear everything you say, and love you when you are good, but they don ' t love anyone naughty, and find it very hard to make you good again. So if you want to try to help the pixies and fairies always believe in them, and be good so that they can love you! We will try to help the pixies and fairies all we can, re- sponded the two children. But Babs was feeling very shy indeed for she knew that the fairies had heard her everytime she had been naughty, and it did seem a lot of times to poor little Babs as she began to think them over. I am very sorry to say, said the kind fairy, looking at Babs, that a little girl I know has been very naughty lately, but we will forgive her this time if she will promise never to be naughty again, and if she does the pixies and I will give her anything she wishes . Yes, yes, echoed all the pixies together, we will give her anything she chooses just to show how kind we can be to good little boys and girls, and how much we love them! Wish, dear, said the sweet and kind fairy. I will try my very best to be good, replied Babs meekly and do you think that Ronnie and I could come down and see you and your dear little pixies whenever we like? Why, certainly , answered the fairy, we love to have little boys and girls to play with us. 14