Morweena High School - School Memories Yearbook (Morweena, Manitoba Canada)

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CHAPEL AND RELIGION We begin the day with a twenty-minute chapel period. After everyone is in his or her seat, we stand to pray the Lord ' s Prayer together. Miss Reimer has a short passage which she reads out of a devotion book and we read a responsive reading all together. After this we sing a few songs or we listen to a record which Miss Reimer or one of the pupils has brought. We have had two ministers from this district speak to us in the morning chapel. Since we are privileged to be able to study God ' s Word in school, we have a religion period twice a week on Tuesdays and Thursdays. We are taking some courses from the Mennonite Hour. Miss Reimer asks for a volunteer to pray for the opening. After prayer the lessons are handed out and the works begins. We answer the question sheets that are sent to us and hand them in after we are done with the lessons. There are twelve lessons to one course and after we finish a course, we each get a certificate. It certainly is a privilege to have a Christian High School. Teddy Priesen Grade 9 Breakaway Wo two people ar the same seeing things

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LITERARY HOW TO LIVE WITH A BROTHER TO live with a brother, you must have one essential characteristic - a sponge-like patience. 1 lack in part or in whole of this desperately needed quality. When my twelve-year-old brother and 1 start an argument at bed-time, it usually lasts until either Mom or Dad is hoarse from yelling at us and the worst part of it is that he usually has the last word which isn ' t good-night either. This is where your patience, or self-control, comes in. You let out one word and the argument is off to another good start, lasting until the Cinderella hour. My brother feels that, to make up for the difference in size between the two of us, he has to surpass me in some area of sports or work. He brags about how he nailed the tin can lid nine times out of ten with the air gun. Naturally, i won ' t hear of it. we go into the basement, set up a stinking peanut butter can lid, and start potting away. My brother hits it seven times out of ten, and 1 come out of it with a shameful three out of ten. He feels as smug as a cat with a mouse, and we can feel the invisible sparks flying between us. What can you do? You wait until you ' re alone, pick a target, and hit it nine times out of ten. Then you go and brag to your brother about it. He won ' t believe it, of course, until he tries and does it himself. My brother is no fanatic about work, l may have a beam in my eye, but I ' m too lazy to extract it. When there is work to do, he feigns tiredness, but as soon as the threat of work passes over, so does the fatigue. He feels good enough to walk a mile for half an hour of skating. There ' s only one thing to do - wait until they ' re fifteen. Kodney Dueck Grade 10 AUTUMN Oh, the beauty of the woodlands, With their hue so brilliant! That a God so wise and pow ' rful bhouid think man so significant, To paint some trees a crimson red, borne bushes sunshine yellow, while others keep their maiden green Until they hear the Northwind bellow! All this 1 do not know. But when the summers change to autumn And the trees are all aglow, Then l know the paints of God Have once more made a show. flora Blett Grade 3 41

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ELEMENTARY