Lord Selkirk School - Maroon and Grey Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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LITERARY IContinuedj The judges considered the following three poems of equal merit. Therefore, they award them each a prize of equal value. “Spring” Spring is made of many things: The first shy robin as it sings; A purple crocus fresh and gay, The caressing wind that greets the day. The same soft dawn that breaks anew Clothes April with a filmy hue. A new-born lamb, all downy white, The purple cloak that’s cast by night. Velvet earth ’neath upturned furrow, A silvery streamlet bubbles down An emerald slope to a ’wakening town. An apple blossom petal pink; A merry maid, her saucy wink, Soft willows of a pearly hue, Spring is here, her beauty, too. —Roma Sysak, X-17. “Snow” Twirling, swirling, whitely whirling, How the snow comes down! Soft flakes hurling; slow unfurling, Like a fairy’s gown. Sliding, riding, gently chiding Sn w in shining drifts; • Hiding, biding, slowly gliding, Through the air it sifts. Shyly clinging, swiftly flinging. ’Fore the north wind’s blasts Snow aringing, silver singing, Love it while it lasts! Fast the snow in triumph flies, Fleeing on against the skies; Mantling a sleeping earth, Vanishing at sweet spring’s birth. —Vera Jennings, VIII-15. “Wanderlust” I’d like to be a sailor lad And sail the world around; To seek my fortune, good or bad, In lands that are renowned. The coral islands, bright and gay, Australia below. New Zealand next, and then a stay In far North Borneo. A stop at mighty Singapore Where rubber trees abound. Then, India is right next door, A land with beauty crowned. The spicy port of Zanzibar, And Cape Town ’neath the mound, The ever-shining Southern Star The port that Diaz found. The wild Atlantic, fohd of storms, The islands, wild and bare. The lands that the equator warms, West Indies—jewels rare. And then the port of my last call When I have crossed the foam, The one that I love best of all, That port will be my home. —Kenneth Carlstrom, XI-10. If you in the morning throw minutes away,. You can’t pick them up in the course of the day. You may hurry and scurry, and flurry and worry, You’ve lost them forever, forever and Aye. — Anonymous. • 28

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LITERARY [Continued] had seen It burned in the streets. They had been taught to slander its name and to utterly disregard Its great message to the brotherhood of man. They had seen Its min¬ isters, some of whom bravely spoke against these abuses wrongfully persecuted and im¬ prisoned. They were Nazi youth. They had been taught to give It an hon¬ ored place in their homes and in their lives. It was sometimes well worn from long and devoted usage. In their childhood they had learned to pay It respect and reverence. They had listened to Its ministers openly speak of Its glowing message of hope and love. They spoke of the day when Its teach¬ ings will be in the hearts of man every¬ where and of the day when all men will be brothers regardless of race, color or creed. They were Christian youth. It was the Bible. —John Turnbull, Room XI-4. Third Prize in Essay Contest. Annabelle Annabelle was a very superior cat. Her very manner was that of a sophisticated aristocrat. Whether she was smoothing her glistening ebony fur, or re¬ clining in my favorite after-dinner chair, she regarded me with a gleam of contempt and defiance. Well she knew that her only salvation was the wrath of my sister, her mistress, who believed that Annabelle could do no harm. This cat had developed a special knack of placing her tail or feet in the most convenient places for me to step on. I believe she did it on purpose just to see me become the victim of unjust accu¬ sations. I have weathered the storm for a month now but I wonder if I’ll ever see the day when I can say that “Annie doesn’t live here any more.” —Joe Marchant, Room X-17. A Book It takes the thought of great, wise brains, The toil of men, sufferings and pains, To make—A Book. And poetry, the work of hours, It takes the blooming of beautiful flowers, The creations of God, the power of sight, To give the writer the urge to write A Book. It takes the patience of carpenter’s tools, To build the homes, churches and schools, About which writers try to express Their feelings of longing or happiness; And if anyone will stop to look. They’ll find it takes everyone to make A Book. The lone farmer ploughing the soil May not know his hours of toil Are seen by the ever-watchful eye, Or just noticed by the passer-by, Who gets the inspiration tq compose A description, in verse or prose, That all goes, to make A Book. There arq stories and there are poems Of churches, trees, shrubs and homes. Men of every occupation and race, Each hold in a book an important place; And even the fly, the bee, the snake, Go together and help to make A Book. So, in a book, I’m sure you’ll find Thoughts of every manner and kind; So, trace them back through the years And find whose thought, or toil, or tears, Or wisdom, or creation it took Tc make things written of in A Book. —Beverley Gayner, Room IX-2. The Three Little Fishes One afternoon there were three little fishes, They ate all their dinner then had to do dishes, They were done in a hurry and their results were The dishes they finished were done very poor, When supper time came their mother then said, That the dishes weren’t done right and they were sent to bed. —Peanie Jaques, Room VII-12. • 27

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