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

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Page Seven VOX FLUMINIS ......-...........-H...-..... N-......................................................................................-. ..... . .... ... ............ ...................... ......-.........-...-.....-... .................................-........... ......... ............. .......... .... ....... .......................................-.......... UNE EXPEDITION EN VILLE Je vais au magasin faire des emplettes. .Vai besoin de tasses, de fourchettes, de verres et aussi j'ai besoin d'une, nappe aussi du cafe et des petits pains. Vous dites- -Pourquoi? -Parce que j'ai le plaisir de donner un the aujourd'hui. farrive au magasin. Je demande des tasses, des fourchettes, des verres, etcetera. La vendeuse me donne des tasses, des fourchettes, etcetera. Elle demande mon argent. -Gil est mon argent? .Te ne le trouve pas. La vendeuse retourne les tasses, les fourchettes, etcetera, aux planches. -Oh! Mon Dieu! Quel malheur. Je ne trouve pas mon argent. Oh! Voici mon argent, il est dans ma poche. La vendeuse me retourne les articles. Elle demande six francs. J'ai cinq francs. Il n'y a pas de the. -Connie Ramsay, Grade VIII. DOGS . There are many kinds of dogs, large and small. The small ones are called poodles and are sometimes led about with a string around their necks, for fear of being run over or hurt. I don't think they are as affec- tionate or obedient as big dogs. Big dogs come when you call, and go home when you tell them. When they have been naughty, and you call them, they slink up, with their tails between their legs and a guilty look on their faces. You scold and then tell them to go home, they jump up and shake, as if to throw the lecture to the winds, and come up, wagging their tails and try to be patted and petted. You say, All right, but don't do it again, and they bark as if to answer, No, I won't. -Katherine Hfall, Grade VII. PUSSY WILLOWS Tiny tufts of soft-hued grey Show upon the trees to-day, ' Dainty harbingers of spring, What sort of tidings do you bring? Be they glad or be they gay? Will they chase dull care away? If you're not supposed to tell Be sure you keep your secrets well- Pussies with the quiet beauty, Steady poise and sense of duty. -Isabel Scott, Grade X.

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Vox FLUMINIS Page six .-.-...................-.........................................................-..-................................................ ............-..-..-.....-u.4 ..-....................-....................................................U....................................................... ..........--..-...a.-.u-Q... THE NASTURTIUM PLANT Here it blazes a glowing fire, There it blooms soft rose, Now trailing from baskets of wire, Now by the garden path it grows. Climbing around the trunk of a tree, The cheery nasturtium you sometimes see. Where in and out among the rocks, The shyer Hower it seemingly mocks, Brilliant buds among the green, Are almost always to be seen. --Margaret Aldous, Grade VII. THE SHEPHERDESS The shepherdess is with her sheep, The wind is winding 'bout her knees. Way down in the valley deep, She hears the faint sound of honey beesg It sails across from hill to hill And gives a sound as of gentle humming. The shepherdess is gaily dressed, Walking 'round and 'round her sheep, She thinks of the days that have gone by, And looks up ati the hills so steep. --Phyllis Deaver Grade III. , V LE TEMPS Il pleut, il pleut, et il pleut! Essaie d'6tre sec si tu peux. C'est effroyable Et tout incroyable- 'Ven suis tout 5. fait furieux! -Elsa Lehmann, Grade XI. .li-T1. . MY GARDEN One day I thought of planting a garden, so I asked mother if I might. She said Yes, I got the garden fork and started to dig the soil. up. When the soil was arranged to plant the garden, I got some tulip seed and pansy seed, and sweet pea and rose seeds. First I got some string and sticks and planted the seeds in straight rows. Une day in early summer, I went to visit my garden after breakfast. I had been going there every morning. I saw some little green shoots popping up. They were the tulips coming out. I was delighted. Then one by one the flowers came out. I had a beautiful garden all through the summer. Why don't you plant a garden? -Jocelyn Mander, Grade IV.

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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.