Riverbend School for Girls - Vox Fluminis Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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Page Nine VOX FLUMINIS MR. ROBIN AND MR. SQUIRREL My, such a beautiful day, said Mr. Squirrel as he jumped out of bed one morning. What date of what month is this, my dear? he asked his wife. April 1Oth, answered his wife. Well, I'm going out and nobody will stop me. No, Jim, don't do any such thing so early. You are liable to catch a chill. ' 'Pooh! said Jim, Fm going over to see if Mr. Robin Redbreast is home from his holiday down south. So when he'd eaten his breakfast of chestnuts, he started out. Mr. Redbreast used to live in the Seventh Oak, Assiniboine Avenue, last summer, so Mr. jim Squirrel made for there. As he was going along he saw Mr. Bushy Tail chasing a poor bird which couldn't fly. So after a light with him CMr. Bushy Tail getting the worst of itj he continued. When he came to the Seventh Oak he knocked and Mr. Redbreast came shivering to the door. ' Hello, Robin old chap, come on out for a walk. B-B-ah! said Robin, 'Tm nearly frozen. My goodness, itis as hot as summer out here. Come on, it must just be cold in that old house of yours. So finally, after a lot of persuasion, Robin Redbreast came out. Oh, my ! he chirped, this is grand. I must call and let my other relatives and friends know it is spring. So he called and called, and people listened with joy at the return of their springtime bird, the robin. Some threw nice crumbs out which Robin ate greedily. Aren,t you glad you came out P asked Jim. Squirrel as they were returning after a lovely long romp. Indeed I am, said Robin. And now I'm off to find a mate. Good- bye, old chap, and thanks for getting me to come out. Goodbye, Robin, have a good summer and come and visit us soon. And off they went to their homes very happily Q and neither one caught a chillj. -Betty Mackay, Grade VII. . CHEZ LA IVIODISTE fEntre une grosse femme avec un tres grand sac it la main. Une vendeuse attend au comptoir.j La V.- Bonjour, madame. Que voulez vous ? La G.F.- je veux acheter un chapeauf' La V.- Bien, madame. Ceci est un joli chapeauf' La G.F.- Ah, oui! Donnez-le-moi, je veux 1'essayer. Ah bon! C'est tres joli. Quel prix P

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VOX FLUMINIS Page Eight ....................................................-.. .-.......................--.un... ........-....-.......................--..-......... ...................................u....................-...-.. ...........................--. A THUNDERSTORM Fast and furious through the night, The rain beat on the window pane, The thunder crashed with all its might Like the notes of the drum to the rain's refrain. And ever again as the storm, went on, The lightning flashed through the darkness deep, Giving a thrill to the raindrop's song And waking those who were still asleep. -Betty Ray Parton, Grade IX. ON MEETING RELATIVES W Last summer we visited Vancouver, where I have a wealth of rela- tives. My seven great aunts and uncles, with their wives and husbands, daughters and sons, granddaughters and grandsons collectively could pro- duce a host of cousins, half cousins, double cousins, second cousins and forty-second cousins that many cannot equal. At first I went visiting unsuspectingly, then I grew' wiser! I began to believe half Vancouver was my kinsmen. I met them everywhere, all sizes and shapes, all ages. They talked of relations, now gone, that I had never heard of. They talked of relations in other places that I had never heard of. I became more entangled in the lines of relatives. Every time I went out, everytime I came in, there began a cross ques- tioning of my mother as to what relation they were. Mother began to be caught in the lines that bound me so tightly. At luncheons. teas and dinners I met them. Our relationships became more complicated, harder to explain-to understand. I We called on people. They said, You must see 'so and so,', he was your mother's-- or You must see 'such and such a person,' she was your fathers? or Such and such a couple were cousins, or No, I'm not Mr. So and So's sister, I'm his wife's sister. They had the same name, you know. No, I didn't know, but never mind-and so it went on, is going on and will go on unceasingly through the ages. We went to Victoria but the complications of relatives had pre- ceded us. We went on a boat trip along the coast. We met a woman only to find her mother was one of the aunt's best friends and that this woman's cousin had built our own home. VVe met another girl, only to find. she had just been visiting friends of ours. These friends have the same name and often people link us together as relatives. Thank heaven the relationship was not found, or I should have been strangled indeed, and who could wonder that when home-bound I turned from the porter and asked, What relation is he ? -Muriel Scott, Grade XI.

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VOX FLUMINIS Page Ten .---..................,............................. ......--...............- .................-................................-.. ..-----...--..n-n-.----- La V.-H400 francs. La G.F.-H400 francs! Je n'acheterai pas ce chapeau la! Il est trop cher. C'est terrible. ' La V.-- Trop cher! Il vaut bien 400 francs. La G.F.- Oni, mais tout de meme! Voila un beau chapeau-Oui, sur le comptoir. Donnez-le-moi, je veux l'essayer. Les fleurs sont belles. La V.- Eh bien, madame, c'est juste votre pointure. La G.F.- Merci Celle l'essaiel. Oh oui! fse regardant dans le miroirj. Oh ld ld! Quel chapeau! Regardez le derriere. Non, merci, je n'aime pas ce chapeau. Oh, regardez ce chapeau sur la table! Quel beau chapeau! Je le prendrai. La V.-- Mais, madame - La GF.- Oh, c'est jolig tres jolig et juste ma pointure. Quel beau chapeau! a La V.- Mais, madame, le chapeau est -- La G.F.- Oui, je sais, le chapeau est beau. Dites-moi le prix, s'il vous plaitf' La V.- Mais, madame, le chapeau est vendu! La G.F.-CLe chapeau tombej. Vendu! Eh bien, je n'acheterai pas de chapeau aujourd'hui, merci ! La porte se ferme. -Betty Ray Parton, Grade IX. 'I'HE VALLEY Beyond the deep, dark forest, Beyond the old, old mill, A lonely valley lies at rest, And the boisterous winds are still. The sound of laughter forgotten For many a year and a day, The winding paths once trodden By feet which have travelled away. .Lost to the W-orld is this beauty, Which once was enjoyed by mankind, Left undisturbed is this valley, For some friendless traveller to find. -Dorothy Young, Grade X. LE PRINTEMPS Le printemps est ici! Le mois de mars est parti avec ses souffles f roids. et sa nelge. Les glboulees de mars out produit les fleurs sur la terre et malntenant 1ls sont en Heur, portant des robes de bleu, rouge, jaune et mauve. L'herbe est tres verte. Les feuilles dans les arbres sont vertes'