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

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Page Seven VOX FLUMINIS i 4 MY GARDEN I am going to make a garden It's going to be fun. 'Twill be a good garden When I get it done. Daddy's going to help me To get it in the sun. It's going to be lovely, When we get it done. -Joyce Johnston, Grade IH. i A SHORT STORY It was a hot, suffocating day. The trees and grass Qwhere there was grassj did not move or sway because there was not a suggestion of a breeze. To the north of Swab's Down there were miles of prairie, the same to the east and west but to the south there was a small forest of trees and flowers, a wonderful refuge on such a hot day. On the south side there was a slight rustling sound and then, emerging from the coolness of the background a big shaggy bear stepped forth. He was a big black bear-a huge monster, true to his color, his name was Black, Not Blackie but just straightforward Black, Black walked towards a dusty mound, mumbling away down in his throat. He lay himself down, he turned on his back and then as if very pleased with himself, he broke into a great roar. He twisted this way and that, mumbling again to himself. Feeling better for his Dust Bath Black got up, shook himself and walked over

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VOX FL UMINIS Page Six ....................................... .... ............ ........................ .............................. ......-............................... ........ ......... .-......... .... ......... .............................. IN BED As I lie in bed With a pillow at my head I dream of things untold- Of pirates brave and bold, Of ships that come a sliding Into the long harbor riding, Of gnomes and fairies pretty, Of wizards tall and wittyg ' Of bathing children sweet- With sand strewn at their feetg But best of all my dreams Are of canoes and streams. But when for days I am in bed, I cannot dream of pirates red, But have to do as doctors order Until I cross the healthland border. -Isobel Hutchison, Grade VIII. .. - THE EASTER BUNNY Grade three and four had an egg hunt the day the school closed for the Easter holidays. Easter egg hunts began in Germany many years ago and now this game is played in many other countries. The children of Germany used to think that when they were good, the Easter Bunny would come to their houses and leave brightly colored eggs hidden in many places. If they had been naughty the bunny passed by their houses. Our Easter bunny left the eggs in the study room and we had lots of fun finding them. -Betty Bruce, Grade IV. . A STREAM Once upon a time a stream was bubbling down a hill. On his way he saw two ferns who were talking in a friendly way. He was very glad. Next he saw two stalks of corn in the held nodding and laughing in the sunshine. He laughed. When he had gone a mile or two farther he met two poplar trees singing with their leaves. He was very happy when he reached the sea that night. --Mary Harris, Grade IV. Eli.-.11 . . CUDDLES I have a dog now, two years old, A dog who's worth his weight in gold. I love him much, I called him Cuddles, And when he's out he wades in puddles. -Winnifred Davidson, Grade VI.

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VOX FLUIUINIS Page Eight ............... ........ ...................-..... ............ .... ......... .... ..... ......... ...... ..................... ..... .......... .... ....................................-..-...U to a big oak tree. He climbed the tree and finding for himself a shady spot, he settled down for a nice comfortable sleep. He did not, however, sleep long because on opening one eye, he spied a brown bear Can ugly brown bear, Black thought,j playing in his dust mound! The very idea, Black sputtered-it was-it was-preposterous. 'Black got up and slyly crept down the tree. I-Ile walked over to where the brown bear was still rolling around, and then he roared at the top of his voice, Get up, he seemed to say, and iight like a man and see whom this mound belongs to. The brown bear got up Qgoodness! he was bigj and together they fought, one for the joy of it, and the other because he wanted the mound. Black wanting the mound, fought hard-and won. Feeling all hot and flurried he walked back to the oak tree and climbed upg for the first time he noticed the day was hot, almost unbearable. Black lay downg ah, that was much better. What was better than a hot, sunshiny day, a nice shady spot and lots of time for a comfortable, snoozy sleep? - -Eleanor Tucker, Grade IX. SONG OF THE R.0AD It was a bright and smiling day, As I tramped upon my way, Sunbeams dancing here and there, Sweet birds singing everywhere, Beetles dancing in the sun, Butterflies are having fun. The road is long and dusty white Mr. Sun is glowing bright, Sky above is deepest blue I love this kind of day don't you? -Julia Dale, Grade V. THE ESCAPADE VVe were feeling slightly frisky And sought for something risky To amuse us, for a portion of our dayg We thereupon bethought us U Cf a place to which they taught us Our wayward feet must never find a way. Off we started to the third Hoor, Our goal was the infirmary door, X Alas! the creaking stairway spelled our doom! Someone heard us running. In turn, we heard them coming Up the stairway toward the fatal room!