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

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Prep School Literature ZEBRA If a zebra ' s an animal clown, With pyjamas striped up and down. Then what am I when slumber bound, ' Cause the stripes on mine go round and round? —Melissa Rankin, Prep Four CURLY There was a pig called Curly, Who liked to get up so early. He had a pink nose. As pink as a rose. And his teeth were ever so pearly. THE BLACK CAT The black cat is sitting under the haunted bridge with huge eyes that glisten under your hat. But watch out — it can fly like a bat, its sharp, sharp claws can pick you up and drop you in its nest. But beware, the babies will eat your neck. — Philippe Graham, Prep Four I WISH .... I wish I was magic So I could fly, fly, fly! I wish I was smart So I wouldn ' t have to go to school, school, school! I wish I could be rich, rich, rich! I wish I was rich So I could give, give, give. — Jenipher Ritchie, Prep Four SNOWDROP Clean, White Soft, bright and new The snowdrop glistening with a drop of dew. Shawna Newman Age 9 Prep 4

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PREP THREE Third row: R. Kamra, C. Ozere Second row: Mrs. Muir, T. Conter, R. Samek, M. Hawkins, M. Lynk, N. Mingo, J. Blanchard, M. Dickie, A. Welch, M. Rastogi First row: J. Ritchie, P. Hart, L. Medjuck, J. Badley, E. Peaslee, E. Reese, K. Harris, J. Aquino, D. Oulten PREP FOUR Third Row: B. MacLean, C. Koppernaes, D. Carver, T. Dickie, W. Roscoe Second row: Mme. Lalonde, P. Aterman, P. Graham, D. Harris, R. Gale, P. Gow, J. Welch, M. Rankin First row: C. Schandl, C. Norvell, A. Whitby, D. Linton, P. Quigley, J. Shane, B. Russell, J. Newman, J. Ritchie 11

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SH! Sh Be quiet, the night is falling. Sh The voice of the owl is calling. Sh The spirits are rising from bed. Sh They ' re coming to chop off your head. Sh Their voices are low and scary. Sh Some are thin and some are all Hairy. Philip Gow Prep 4 DEATH TO MOM AND GRAMP Ever so quietly the person lies. What happens when someone dies? My mother, she calmed me and Then said. Quietly that my grandfather was dead. I went to his bedside Put my hand on his palm And cried; Oh Lord, our God of life And death, Give this man back his breath! And in the rhythm of the Weeping of his wife. In heaven the man came Back to life. Shawna Newman Prep 4 Age 9 RAIN Pitter Patter the rain falling down down down upon the ground from the high clouds up in the sky from the low clouds going by. Brechin Maclean, Prep 4, Age 9 13