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

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MERMAIDS Mermaids swim, so gracefully, near the land, and out at sea. Mermaids go ever so fast, through the weeds and ocean so vast. — Robert Merchant MONGOOSE Beware of the Mongoose; He ' s lightning quick. Beware of the Mongoose, As he goes rika-tik-tik . THE SHARK The sharp fin skims through the water, Warning the helpless. Reflecting the sunlight. Disturbing the calm water. Putting fright into the hearts of all who see. —Sarah Stevens THE ALLIGATOR ' S PRAYER Oh, Lord, why am I feared? I cannot help Having a big mouth. Why am I being killed off? Most of us are hungry, so we eat man. In turn man steals our eggs. give us proper food. Oh, Lord. So we will not eat man, please make our mouths smaller, Oh, Lord, Amen. — R. Cohn,.. .

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WHY? As the cold, cruel sun gropes its way through the black hunk of cloud, I can hear the distant roar of an atom bomb, and it makes me feel that I must write this down, for I may never write again. The black, once white, seagull cries the sound of doom while smoke drools from black sooted pipes intoxicating man with death. Every day the coal piles get smaller, while the atmosphere gets thicker and darker ; as if God( ? ) himself had laid the shadow of his very hand over the earth. From where I am I can see sewage pouring out into a vast body of sticky land, once cal- led water. The street lights droop their slender necks over the roads, burning faithfully day and night. A smell of cow dung plus gas enters silently into my nostrils while death touches my taste-buds. The fish in the little pond beside me are floating belly-up, while the cars hiss softly along the road, adding exhaust to the whirlwind of hell. The earth is starting to shake and tremble now, and my lungs cry out for air; when a funny-looking man that looks rather like myself stares me eye to eye, and asks me silently; Why? — Andrew Lynk, M3 DONKEY Slowly trudging onward, Heading toward the sun. Carrying heavy baskets. Meeting with no one. Carefully placing footsteps, Down the rocky path. Feeling that the sunshine Must have been in wrath. —Jane Mitchell

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MIDDLE SCHOOL STUDENT COUNCIL Second row : W. Mayo, A. Shaw, Mrs. Crocker, E. Mitchell, S. Murray First row: R. Flint, P. Medjuck, R. Quigley, M. Burnstein, R. Boyd, G. Clark. Middle School Student Council This is the third year for a students ' council in the Middle School. This year has seen a number of social functions, fund raising activities, and a worthwhile contribution to the new Children ' s Hospital. At the beginning of the Fall term, the students ' council got right under way. It was obvious that the members of the executive were very congenial. The council started off by having a movie called Something of Value . Following our first successful undertaking the council ordered 300 books for a large book sale, held one afternoon in the Audio Visual Room. The sale went well, and the majority of books were sold, so the council decided to order another lot of books which also sold rapidly. Some of the money earned was donated to The Izaak Walton Killam Hospital for Children for an F.M. A.M. stereo system that went through the whole building. The council was promised a tour of the new hospital. The council began the Winter term by accepting donations from the students for underprivileged children. The results were many boxes of toys and clothes which the council gave to the Brunswick Street Mission. The students of the school participate annually, in a chocolate bar sale. This year the Middle School Students ' Council purchased 124 dozen chocolate bars which were sold in less than a week. The students who sold the chocolate bars were of the Middle School; only the student who sold the most bars received a prize, while runners-up won points for their houses. Of course nobody is perfect and not everything is successful. The council chartered a bus to leave for Wentworth Valley one Saturday morning. The results were about 40 keen skiers. 22