Halifax Grammar School - Grammarian Yearbook (Halifax, Nova Scotia Canada)

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12. MY FAVOURITE TOWN Cambridge, a small university town Just fifty miles north of London (England), is my favourite town» This little town is situated on the beautiful river, Camo Cambridge University is the town ' s trade mark, for it is really the University that has made this town so well-known and so beautiful. The University, comprising twenty-one colleges, is one of the oldest and best- known in the world o This little place ' s next function is that of a market town. On a hot Saturday morning one finds the town crowded with buyers and sellers and the little market place in the town ' s centre used as a pitching ground for the vendors ' colourful tents. In the autumn Cambridge is crowded to capacity with graduates, undergrad- uates, tourists natives of the town and shoppers. Although three times smaller than Halifax, Cambridge has many place of entertain- ment for the public, such as a theatre (something which Halifax cannot boast), several cinemas, and an arts cinema, Cambridge a- bounds in men ' s shops, book shops, and bicycle shops. Therefore it is the shopping centre for miles around. It has many public facilities; a library, a huge outdoor swimming pool (plus an indoor one) , a large central common upon which there are bowling and crick- et greens and even a roller-skating arena. Luckily no industry has yet marred the face of Cambridge, who is much luckier than her sis- ter university town, Oxford, Of course, the most important and best known thing about Cambridge is her University, The ancient colleges with their beautiful gardens make up the university,. Some colleges face the Cam River; the beautiful stretches between the colleges and the river being called The Backs , It is along these that students from various colleges sit talking, comparing notes, and enjoying the scenery. Although The Backs are owned by the colleges they are open to the public j, and during the summer one can see tourists from many countries photographing the colleges, the students, The Backs , the Cam and the punts which move along its calm waters. Besides Trinity College there is another equally famous college called King ' s, This college is the owner of the equally famous King ' s Chapel, If you are lucky, some days you can hear the choir singing, during which time you may go into the chapel and listen. All the facts add up to one thought for me, that Cam- bridge is the most beautiful town in England, Piers Gray - Age 13.4

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i3o ESCAPE ATTEMPT There were two daring outlawap Their names were Nick and Tate, They planned a bid for freedom To escape from the northern gate, Tate was the fighter, Nick was the brain , They tried to escape at midnight Through the lashing stormy rain. THE MSS3ENQER He swam and he rode and he rah like fire, through night and day, through town and shire j Throught forests and rivers and deserts, too, Carrying the message to Timbuktu, They finally reached the bottom floor He reached the castle, only to Where stood the «ld ag p e, die! They raced towards the guard ' s box B •fc message was read, and The gate their hopeful goalo the cheers rang high. Up they sneaked behind the guard And bound and gagged him tight » And then, Nick and Tate Continued their hopeful flight » For inside the packet the message reads Our foes are defeated; their leader is dead, They tried to scale the twelve-foot gate With racket untoldj, That brought down all the warders With guns a hundred fold. These two prisoners were caught And put in separate cellSo But we must give them credits They tried their best and well. Bill Black- Age 10,9 Bill Barton - Age 12=6 WHEN DEATH KNOCKED The mighty ship came to a halt, All alone in a deathly vault. Its mighty sails could help no more, Aa if the wind had closed its doo » Stillness and quiet lay all around. No more the crew would hear the sound Of beasts and birds, of waves and words, For Death was knocking at their door. Their limbs were weak, their throats were dry; It looked like Death had cast the die. The crew knew now there was no hope; With Death they knew they could not cope, A silence reigns now all over the ship, With here a shrivelled body, there a parched lip, A turned-up table, an open door.. Death isn ' t knocking any more, Steve Har t - Age 15»S