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

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PATIENCE near the back of the yard, In a tree A spider was working very hard. A low flying bird spotted the spider, And he flew down and sat down beside her. Said the bird, HYou've been working for such a long while, Your pattern is perfect, you've such a strange style. The north wind will come soon and blow it away. Make a rough job, you're gone half the day.H HTo catch good flies you must do a good job. I've a great deal of patience and I'll catch a big mob. To make a good web you must have lots of pride, And that's just what I'll do,H the spider replied. SNOW As the North wind blows, It tingles my toes. And the Nest breeze Freezes my knees As a snow fort goes It tickles my nose. And the wind is an ace, As it blows in my face. I really like snow. It is such a show. As it goes a prancing It looks like it's dancing The frosty glossy snow. SANDRA RAE GRADE 6B CATHERINE KOMLODI GRADE 5A ,.,,, if 'E JI f wx :V Q v THE FOREST It's spring in the forest, And the air is crisp and cold. The leaves are growing on the trees The daffodils are gold. Squirrels scamper up the trees A fawn falls to the ground The birds are chirping in the sky Then silence strikes - no sound. Now the animals scramble and hide As a man and his son draw near. They build a fire to keep themselves warm And the forest is soon full of fear. The man and boy are leaving now But the embers they lit still burn. The creatures of the forest wonder, will they ever learn? DEBORAH KOMLODI GRADE 6A 23

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PUETRY MEET some OF MYg FRIENDS If you meet a bat, Don't take off your hat. If you meet a snake Hit, hit him with a rake. If you meet a bear, Hid behind a chair. If you meet a mouse, Don't let him in the house. If you meet a fish, Feed him from a dish. If you meet a bee, Ask him for some honey. If you meet a kangaroo, Put him in a zoo. If you meet a butterfly, Stop and watch it flutter by. If you meet a rat, Feed him to the cat. If you meet me, I'm up in a tree. Hhere it's safe to be! If you meet me, Climb up a tree but don't take me PATRICK PIDGEDN GRADE 3 SNOW The whole world is turning white, Isn't it a beautiful sight. when it's gone, I don't know what we'll do without the snow. SARAH HOOD GRADE 1 WATERBEDS Waterbeds for Mom and me, when we turn we wave like the sea. Then I get in I'm all cozy, But the kids outside are all frozy. Hatch out for sharp things, You'll cut the waterbed, Zip, zap, zing. when we filled it we put in bleach So seaweed wouldn't grow just like the Sea. SCOTT HOLT GRADE 2 f1JB,9.AI5.li.'IQ.-E.U.FfX Small and tan and old and spry, Our Coco has a wary eye. She watches when you come about, In case you're going to throw her out. Big and white and young and lazy, Sometimes Snowball acts quite crazy. He walks around and then goes plop. He looks just like an old floor mop. Huge and grey and young and tough , Fluffy scares the others, he's so rough. He makes himself big and looks in the door And lets out with a terrible,horrible roar CHANTEL JENSEN GRADE 4 22

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Q K' x EPITAPH Dry twigs tangled in a web of bitterness Try to conceal the neglected remains, Intricate patterns like splintered ice Spiracles of white Carried by gusts of biting wind Blanket the solitary remnant, Grey like dusk on a bleak day. Darkness obscures vision Of an escaped memory Inscribed on its desolate face: HPeople die only when forgotten.H PAMELA KNIGHT GRADE 12 Locke Poetry Contest Award SO MANY MONKEYS Monkeys, monkeys, moo I Shall we buy a few ? Yellow monkeys, purple monkeys, Monkeys red and blue. Be a monkey do I Who's a monkey ? who ? He's a monkey, she's a monkey, You're a monkey too. SUSAN ANDERSON GRADE 2 -,.,.,,, m ,ii . V . .3 24 PHYSICAL EDUCATION He could swing a heavy shot putt, And play golf, and ski and box. He could paddle down the rapids, Then he'd run and climb the rocks. Sometimes he'd take a 12 bore, And he'd shoot the targets true. He could ride from morn till evening, He could swim the mighty slough. His football was ferocious, His floor hockey - it was great. He always wore his gym clothes And he never came in late. He could race around the school yard He could wrestle all day long, But he never passed his Phys. Ed. 'Cos his log book was all wrong. 9 BART BORRETT GRADE 9A First Prize-Junior High Poetry Contest