Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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A Trip to the West Indies TT 7 E SAILED on December 27th at night, on the Lady Haw ins. The weather was bad, and all storm signals were out, but as the captain had his orders to go we left at ten thirty. Before morning the ship was rolling terribly and we were all unable to get up. In fact, we were feeling rather sick and did not want to get up. The waves were so high that they broke right over the top of the ship and the captain told us that we were much safer in bed than anywhere else. We found out that even there we were not so safe, because the rivets that held our beds on the floor were torn away and the bed careered over to the door. We were very late arriving at Bermuda, but after spending a while on this beautiful island, we forget all about our terrible trip. The Crystal Caves were very interesting. There were fields and fields of lilies with a mar ' vellous scent. The winding roads on which were bicycles and carriages instead of motor cars, also attracted our attention. Nevis was the next island we came to. It was very quaint, and we went into the old church where Lord Nelson was married years and years ago. We had sea bathing at Antigua, the next stop, but could not go out far for fear of sharks. There was a lovely beach on which we gathered gorgeous shells. Trinidad was the next stop. It is a very large island, and there are many English people there. We drove to Pitch Lake where the asphalt comes from. No matter how much they take out it fills up again. The cocoanut groves here are very wonderful. We had to return to our steamer in a little motor boat for it was too shallow for the steamer to come in to shore. The weather was lovely now and on deck we played shuffleboard and many other games. There were many other islands that we stopped off at. Our most southerly port of call was Demerara. There we stayed for a few days. We had to have netting around us when we slept to keep us from getting malaria and elephantiasis. The latter is a disease caused by a small insect hardly visible. The leg, which it usually bites, swells up until it gets so big that one having the disease is able to get around only with great difficulty. The trip home was lovely. On the way I stopped off at Trinidad and bought a monkey, but to my disappointment it died when we reached cold weather at Saint John, N.B. I enjoyed the trip very much. It was all so very interesting and some day I hope to go again. Gloria Vaughan, Form II. Polly I have the sweetest lovely dolly. And her name is Little Polly. She wears a little dress you know And hats for her I often sew. She has a little pair of socks And she of course has many frocks For shoes she has a lovely pair And spectacles through which to stare. Grace Wurtele, Upper I. I 31 ]

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How the Donkey Got Its Long Ears The Lion gave each animal its name, And every one of them before him came. You shall be tiger, and you will be cat, And you shall be donkey, and you shall be rat. Again before him he had them come, And if they forgot their names they were dumb When the Donkey went past he quite forgot, He just stood there and thought, and thought. Then up jumped the Lion, and loudly he cried, ' ' Oh! you stupid beast! and the Donkey sighed. Then the Lion pulled his ears so hard. They stretched until they were a yard. Joy Thomson, Form Upper L Evening When the shadows of night come stealing. Through the dusk a bell comes pealing. Sleepy flowers close their eyes. Waiting for the sun to rise. Birds are flying home to rest. To the shelter of their nests; Sleepy children tired from play, Go to rest at close of day. All the world seems full of peace. When the noise of day does cease; Dreams of happy days to come. Greet the rising of the sun. Betty Ward, Form IL The Goldfish We have some Goldfish in our class. And they are in a nice big glass. They have such a lot of green That they can never quite be seen. We had to put a cover on Because, when out of school we ' d gone, Thomas, the cat, might come and see The Goldfish having a lively spree. And he might try to catch them, so! And then, where would our Goldfish go? Grace Gibbs, Form Upper L I I

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Our Pussy Cat We have a Persian pussy cat, Which rolls around, he is so fat. When I come home from school each day Our pussy ' s waiting there to play. His name is little tiny Fluff, And sometimes he is very rough. He has a warm, wee, fuzzy bed, In which he rests his little head. Grace Wurtele, Form Upper I. Some Day When I am old and getting grey. In Canada no more 111 stay. In England I would like to be, Living in a cottage by the sea. In the summer I ' ll sit on the sand And watch the ships come into land. My garden full of flowers will be. And a little table on which to have tea. In the winter by the fire I ' ll sit. With busy fingers I ' ll knit and knit. And think of Canada far away. Where blizzards and snowstorms rage all day. Helen Greenfield, Form II. Why Leaves Turn Red NE day a messenger came to the forest, with a message from the Frost King. It said that he was coming to visit the trees, in a little while. At once this made great excitement amongst the trees. They planned a meeting to discuss what they were going to wear. I think I shall wear a brown coat, said the oak. That will look very nice, said the poplar, but I think I shall keep my summer dress of green. Oh, dear! sighed the elm, If the Frost King does not hurry up, I will not have anything to wear, all my leaves are dropping off. During this time the maple had been silent but now she said I don ' t know what I ' ll wear! Oh you, laughed the oak, You have nothing to wear but your old green summer dress. The days sped on till the day before the king was expected to arrive. That night, when the maple went to sleep, she was very unhappy. A little fairy had overheard her conversation with the oak, and brought some more fairies to where the maple slept. Together they painted her leaves a beautiful bright scarlet. When she awoke, she was the envy of all the other trees. When the Frost King arrived he thought her the most beautiful tree he had ever seen. From that day to this, just before King Frost arrives, the maple dresses in her beautiful gown that the fairies gave her. Georgina Grier, Form II. [ 32 ]