Strathcona Tweedsmuir School - Paidia Yearbook (Okotoks, Alberta Canada)

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D Q9 Lino-Cut - Brian Parke, Grade 10 PERHAPS . . ! Perhaps it was the timidness of a newborn foal struggling to his feet and searching for the warm satisfaction of his mother's milk. Perhaps it was the calmness of the circus horses when they step into an arena, as a king steps out to see his people. Perhaps it was the beauty of two stallions duelling for some mares high on a hill in the moonlight. Perhaps it was compassion when justice saw that man was using his beasts mercilessly. Perhaps it was a horse's ability to do man's bidding and accept man as a part of its life. Perhaps it was a yearning in man to own one of the breathtaking beasts that roamed the prairies, beautiful and free. But whatever it was that brought the horse into our society, l'm grateful for it. Jennifer Considine Grade 7 THE WIND IN WINTER The morning wind is a coursing steed, Its ears laid back by vicious speed. An outlaw horse with silver tail ls the morning wind, a winter's gale. Among the trees the stallion drifts, Then mournfully, its sad voice lifts, Searching for summer buried deep, 'Til at dusk the weary wind finds sleep. Elizabeth Molitor, Grade 6 29