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

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MON CHIEN J ' ai une chiene. Ma chiene est noire. Elle s ' appelle Skipper, Elle a un an. J ' aime ma chiene. - Allen Finley. RIDDLE ; Q . Why was the strawberry in the jam? A. Because he was too fresh. - John Gray. THE HORSEMAN Last night as I was getting ready for bed, I heard the hooves of a horse. I sprang to the window and looked out. It was a beautiful night and the moon shone brightly. The shadows of the houses and trees were like silver images. I saw a horseman ride over the hill, the moon shining on him, making his helmet like silver and his horse ivory. The next morning all the men of the village were talking about the strange horseman who rode over the hill. Douglas MacDonald, L5« THE STORY OF A COUNTRY MOUSE I am a country mouse and these are my adventures. I lived on a farm in England. (My house was the old barn) . I had a wife and ten children; my wife ' s name was Martha and the children ' s names were Tom, Dick, Harry, Billy, Bobby, Mary, Uanet , «June, Ann, and Sally. One day I was running across the farm when I heard one of my enemies. THE CAT! I turned back to save my family and said, Run, family, run! They ran and so did lo That very afternoon we were playing tag when I heard a dog ' s

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bark and so we ran again. When we got back to the barn we were puffing and panting, but this was no time to rest. We saw the farmer, and he saw us. He had a rifle under his arm and he shot it at us, but he missed and he could not see us any more because we were in the corner of the barn under the hay. That night I was searching for food out in the meadow when I saw the owl ' s shining eyes. He saw my little body and so I ran. While he was coming down he bumped into a dead stump and his head was very dizzy for quite a while. This gave me time to escape. Now we are playing merrily in the meadows. - Richard Hand. MY LIFE AS A MOUSE I was born in the basement of a house, in winter. I didn ' t know it was winter, but my mother told me about the deep snow outside. With my brothers and sisters I lived in a little hole behind a wood pile. My mother had found an old woolen sweater and had made a little nest out of it. We were always hungry and my mother was busy all the time looking for food. Sometimes she brought cheese, flour, wax, cake and bread. My mother told me to watch out for traps, dogs and cats. I was once outside the wood pile when a cat came after me, but I was just able to scamper away into my house. When I was one month old I left the nest and found a home for myself. When spring came, and with it warm air, I had my house in a barn which was very comfortable, and now I had to look for owls, foxes and other enemies, I was returning home on a moonlight night, when an owl saw me, but I ran under a plank in the grass. Once I was really caught by a fox, but I broke away from its grip and ran home to safety. - Randy Piercey L5