Hamden Hall Country Day School - Perennial Pine Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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THE MANY USES OF FIRE The cave men of ever so long ago did not know how to use fire. When they did learn how to use fire it was used for many purposes. They used it for cooking and to scare wild animals away from their caves. They also used fire for heat and for making boats. When they hollowed out logs for boats they started the fire in the center of a log. If the fire spread too far, they used wet moss to stop it. Peter Preisner Grade III AN AUTUMN FRIEND Autumn is so happy and gay, All the children are out at play. I'1l never have enough to say About each bright and happy day. One day when I was taking a stroll, I saw a pretty little knoll. I found my way to the top of the knoll, And there I saw a little hole. Beside the hole was a little chipmunk With light and dark stripes just like a skunk. I sprinkled some crumbs upon the mound Before Mister Chipmunk could turn around. He finally turned with a little bound, And nibbled his crumbs without a sound. I felt that I had made a friend, My love for him will never end. Thomas Eaton Grade VI YOSEMITE NATIONAL PARK This summer we went to Yosemite National Park. After we entered the Park, we drove around many dangerous curves where it looked as if the mountains would fall right down on top of us. On our way through the Park we passed a number of high waterfalls and babbling brooks. In the middle of the Park is Yosemite Lodge. This consists of a lodge, a swimming pool, and about fifty cabins nestled among tall redwoods at the foot of a mountain. We managed to secure a cabin for the night. In the morning it was really beautiful, for the sun was filtering through the trees and there was a faint odor of bacon and wood fires. After breakfast we hiked up the mountain to Vernal Falls. Along the way we passed several State Troopers with ropes and tools. They were looking for the boy and sailor who drowned the week before in the falls. On the way out of the Park we passed Wawonak, which is noted for its giant redwoods. One of them was so big that we could drive through it. I hope that I can go there again some time. Carol Saner Grade VI Seventy-three

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Squirrely, whirly Up a tree He hides his nut And down comes he. Thomas Sloane Grade I Falling, falling Are the leaves- Yellows, reds, and greens. Gray squirrels will bury Nuts underneath the leaves. Carl Landow Grade I MY VACATION My vacation this summer was spent at Camp Po-ne-mah, situated on the top of one of the foothills of the Berkshires in Kent, Connecticut. Our water front was on North Spectacle Lake. What I will remember longest about this summer was when I swam across the lake. This is how it happened. This year I was working for my second honor. I had all the required points except five more in swimming. The only way I could see to get them was by swimming the lake. After the doctor had given me the O.K., I found that I was to go on Monday morning at eleven o'clock with Breezy Ciezensky as my swimming partner and Rob as life guard. It just happened to be our luck that Monday was a very windy day. Breezy had passed more tests that I had, so of course Rob had more trust in her ability than in mine. When we got out a little past the float, I began to puff and pant. The thought that I had started to puff so soon made me panicky. If I was pufhng already, how could I ever hope to get across the whole lake? From then on every few minutes Rob would ask anxiously, Kiki, are you rare you're all right? Of course I answered, I'm O.K. Then was swallowed by another wave. How Breezy kept going so steadily I will never know. At last we were almost over. I was just about gone, but Breezy was still going just as she had started. Then, all of a sudden, Breezy's strength gave out, and Rob had to pull her into the boat. At last I reached the other shore. I had not landed in the spotl should have, but Rob said that she would give me the points anyway. It was the most wonderful feeling I ever had. I had swum the lake. I had gotten my hundred points, and would most likely get my honor. As it was, I did get my honor, and I think that that made it the most wonderful summer I have ever had. Then, as all things must, my summer came to an end, and about an week after I swam the lake I boarded the train and headed for Massachusetts. Here I was to spend several days before going home. Katharine Clark Grade VI Seventy-two

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THE HEIFER CALF Our class at church one Sunday decided to try and raise enough money to send a Holstein heifer calf over to Europe. That would cost about 55200. We sent a letter to a company that sells Holsteins, and in return they sent us a pamphlet telling about their young cattle. We decided that each child should try to raise a dollar and give it toward the Heifer Fund. We thought this a good idea since other churches were doing the same in order that the starving children of Europe could have milk in the f-uture. I told my parents about the idea as soon as I got home, and they thought it quite a fine one. Right then and there they started thinking of ways in which I could earn my dollar. I might make my bed, clean and dust my room, practice the piano an hour each day, and rake the leaves twice a week. There was a list such as this every day, ready and waiting for me. Pretty soon I counted up my money, and I had exactly ninety-nine cents. One more penny was all that was needed. My father then said that he'd just give it to me. So I took my dollar to Church with me that Sunday. We soon got the amount needed, and the heifer is on her way to Europe. Valerie Moore Grade VI WINTER Winter storms are here at last, With sheets of ice that look like glassg And snow is high on hill and plain, And on the creeks where once you ran. You go to the barn and get the sleigh, And brush the cobwebs all away. You drag it out and look under the seat, And see a bird's nest all nice and neat. Now the sleigh is all rigged out, Everything is trim and fit and tight. All the paint is nice and bright, Even the runners shine like a light. You wake old Dobbin in his stall, And wonder if he can walk at all. You find he is so full of hay You have to urge him half the way. And that's not all, I had to drive him to Hamden Hall. Howard Rose I Grade VI I A COLLIE I am a Collie. Once I had no home. I was wandering in the woods one day. I was so hungry. I saw a little house and a little old woman at the door of the house. She seemed-to be struggling to get in. She was falling. I am a Seeing-Eye dog. I could tell that she was blind. I barked in a friendly way. I wanted to help her. She liked me so she kept me. Now I am a beautiful collie. My name is Buff. ' Sally Pickands Grade III Seventy-four A