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

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- 11 - Up above me raced some wild geese. Some swallows were flying among the trees. All the agile red squirrels with their long bushy tails were putting nuts away for .;inter. I saw a moose down in the lake taking a swim. A beaver ' s lodge was also to be seen. The rabbit was in a brown coat in summer, but now it was white as it ran through a field. Some flov ers were brown but others were prt,paring for next spring by dispersing their seeds. Dandelions were sending out little parachutes with seeds attached and poppies were swaying back and forth in the wind, scattering their seeds. Compared with other seasons of the year, I think Autumn is the most beautiful. John Lawson. Form A. A NIGHT ON A BimE MOUNTAIN I was pilot of an English bomber with my dead co-pilot and gunner. I did not know exactly whore I was except that I was over Poland. Suddenly I saw a series of lights flashing below me. I knev at once that they were German Search lights. Looking at my wing tip I found that it was to the left of me. I tried to dive but it was too late. The guns below began to boom and I heard the sound of my wing getting ripped to shreds. As the plane went into- a dive I pulled the pin of a grenade and jumped out. I tried to get as far from the plane before the plane blew up. A few seconds later the plane blew up with a mighty roar, as I pulled my ripcord and drifted do -m. I landed with a thud on a cold mountain top. I m3.de my parachute into a sort of bed and went to sleep. IJhen I woke up the next morning I found that I v as famished, i finished off my rations at top speed. Just as I finished I hoard the soimd of an airplane. Lying flat on the ground I searched the sky. I saw a German plane flying quite low. The plane had been rising so there must be a base at the foot of the mountain. Slipping and sliding I managed to reach the bottom. There on a field I saw planes ready to go. I looked to see if the coast was clear, and as it was I ran to a plane, started it and took off. Not until I was well off the ground did I hear the rattle of a gun, but by then I did not care for I was well on my way home. Chris Vondette. Form A. THE BEAR WHO ESCAPED MIOM THE CIRCUS Minnie was a bear who had belonged to the Moscow Circus, but she had been lost on the train trip from Montreal to Halifax.

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12 - Minnie who was a curious bear, tried to break the lock of her cage and she did it, in about a quarter of an hour. Minnie then piilled the freight car door open, and she hopped out. At first she didn ' t know where she was, but then she thought she must be in a forest. It was lucky for her that she had landed in a protected forest and that she could not get shot at. Then all of a sudden she was hungry, she had never oaten berries before but she thought there was a first tirae for everything, and also she was hungry. After she had eaten she wandered into the forest and she passed a stream and her natural instincts taught her to fish. After she had caught about five fish she wandered on some more and she saw a cave, it was getting late and she went in and went to sleep. The next morning she went back to fish at the stream and to her surprise there was another bear there, and they made friends and mated after a while. Another surprising thing was that he lived in the same cave but a lot farther in. When the snows came Minnie hibernated. In the spring she had two cubs, one a she and one a he. She had learned a lot in those last few weeks of fall and she taught the cubs all she knew with the help of Jack her mate. The two cubs names wore Sabo and Jack Jr., we will call him Jack not Jack Jr. now. They learned to fish, to swim, to climb and lots of things cubs have to know. Well, that was the adventure of Minnie, she is most happy now with her cubs and Jack her mate. This is where we will leave them, happy. Ralph Petley Jones . NOISE Noise is something that anyone can do. You can scream, breathe, thump, jump, yell, screech, preach, and make many more noises. Not just people make noise, but so do saws, cars, plows, lawn mowers, planes, trains, boats, trees, water, glass, tin, and steel, and so does plastic. Noise can bo accidental, or can be on purpose. Noise can be harsh, loud, soft, low, and high. In the night you can hear things you never hear in the day. The v orld v ould be strange and quite a horrible place without noise. Sometimes a noise can be funny or sad. The noise we make is a step, a sneeze, a yawn, a sniff, a snap, and many other things that I can ' t tell you, that we do by accident or on purpose. Hugh Cor s ton. THE FIRST FLYPIG ISH A long time ago there was a fish that was turned into a stone, locked into a rocket and shot into a bird ' s egg. The bird sat on that egg for ninety-nine years and forty-three days. When the egg hatched out cam.e the fish. It had two wings, so it was the first flying fish. Eric Myrhe.