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

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First Prize SUNRISE AND SUNSET Shawna Newman I awake in the morning. In the sky a hole shows. The sky is light blue and faintly pink while in the hole it is golden. Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, comes the sun through the hole. Up, Up, Up, Up, until it settles to shine where it must. The hole is mended by the hands of the sky. In the sky ' s blue dress she sews a fluffy piece of cotton so it can ' t be seen. Look out the window — the sea is drowsy. Its waves still wear their nightcaps. The day has begun. All through the day I have wonderful times at the shore, listening to the sea and weaving hard leaves of different trees into spiders. Suddenly the sun turns orange, yellow, blue, and purple. The sky turns pale with fright! Who has done a wrong? The black coat of the executioner comes in sight, and suddenly everyone knows why the sky grows paler and paler. The executioner comes closer and closer, and at last the sky is in the power of the executioner. The last gleam of the sword shows he has done away with the sky. Now we are left alone to face the TERRORS of the DARK. Second Prize THE BAT Andrew Porter The bat is a rat that flies. I don ' t think it has any eyes; It goes by radar I know that for sure. It only peeps, but you think it would roar. It comes out at night Like a plane that ' s in flight. In the days When the sun gives out rays. It starts sleeping, And then it stops peeping. It sleeps up-side-down Like a crazy clown. And then in the night It takes off in flight And may give you a fright. 23

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First Prize THE PIPER ' S SONG Jennifer Thompson As the piper walked along with me, On a hot and sunny day, I asked him if he ' d play a song, Before I retired for the day. The piper agreed to play for me, Before I went to bed. So not long afterwards he played to me. Oh ' such a magnificent song. Birds in the sky. And fish in the sea, Flew and swam with glee, To hear the song of perfect cheer. O, thank you, my piper, for playing that song. It will keep me happy all the night long. As long as I live I will never forget, The wonderful song that you played. Second Prize HICCUPS Jennifer Thompson Daddy, will you please try to get rid of those enormous hiccups, giggled Margery. They make me choke on my food. I can ' t uh-uh help it, replied Father. Daddy will have to go to bed, said Mommy. I uh-uh think so too, said Margery, trying to imitate her father. Daddy got up from the table and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. While brushing them he hiccuped again and choked on his toothpaste. Then from the bathroom came a combination of hiccuping and coughing. Mother and Margery laughed. After a while Mommy decided to go upstairs to bed. All that she heard was: hon uh! Fancy being able to get rid of hiccups, laughed Mommy. I guess Dad is allergic to spaghetti. About midnight Daddy hiccuped again. This time it wasn ' t a small hiccup, or a middle- sized hiccup . . . but the biggest hiccup ever reported in the history of man! Not only that but it sent the bed clear into space! Holy stars, exclaimed Mommy. We ' re uh-uh on the moon, added Father. Mommy and Daddy got out of bed and began walking on the moon. All of a sudden Father gave his last hiccup and they were gone. The moon did it, said Mommy. Now we know where to come if we can ' t get rid of hiccups. 22

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Fisrt Prize NEW YORK Loren Tierney New York is the place where I was born, In the winter it ' s cold and in summer it ' s warm. In the subway it ' s dark, but in Central Park, I ' m very fond, of the little pond, where we go to play, almost every day. And all my friends, wear bellbottom pants. Hippies are not rare at all, some are little some are tall. Some are dirty some are clean, and some are sort of inbetween. I suppose it would be a pity, if New York weren ' t my favorite city. Second Prize WHY? Lynda Medjuck Why does the bluebird sing each morn? Why do the crows eat the farmer ' s corn? Why does the robin have a red breast? Why doesn ' t the parrot sing like the rest? Why is the sparrow so so small? Why is the flamingo so so tall? I think I know the answer. If not I am in shame But things would be quite boring If they were made the same. First Prize HOCKEY Patrick McCarthy When it ' s cold and icy I ' m glad, Cause it ' s time for hockey with all the lads. We play on the road — A ball or a puck; With sticks and nets We try our luck. We play on the ice with helmets and skates. We play very hard; Getting goals is great. Second Prize SNOW Russell Smith Snow makes the world all Like a giant snowball. Snow makes me Go out and play with glee. But gee, When it stops snowing it ' s not very nice, Because of the ice That cars make dirty at the side of the road Till the salt truck comes along with its load. 24