Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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THE MERMAID Fair sits my mermaid, there amid the rocks. The breeze is still; she smooths her tangled hair. And gently combs her lovely yellow locks Which scatter far and wide, and here and there. She looks down at her shining sea-green tail, Then, longing, gazes towards the distant shore, And turns away. Her lovely face is pale. She dives into the waves. I see no more. J AN Torrance, Form II, Fairley House.

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On it sat a goblin. He in ite(l lue to enter and niolioned my captors away. hen lie rang a bell one of his servants eame ont with a jewelled ehair. Then he spoke for the first time: ill yon ha e tea with me? 1 said, es, 1 iH . Vk hile his goblin servant was getting the tea ready, he told me about his country. It was while he was talking that I realized tiiat I had shrunk until 1 was no bigger than a two-inch pencil stub. Then the servant came in with the tea. 1 have never tasted anvthing so delicious. There was cake made ot the pollen of (lowers served on five-cent pieces, and acorn tea served in acorn cups. 1 confess I ate greetlilv. X hen it was all over he took nie to the royal gardens, where there were hundreds of varieties of Howers 1 had never seen before. 1 picked manv. and then the King took me down the long hall until 1 reached the door. In what seemed less than a second 1 found myself sitting on a rock. 1 looked down for my flowers, and found nothing but a binich of tiny weeds. Had I been asleep? as all this a dream? Bai!Bar Boon. Korm H, Gumming House. NURSERY RHYMES FOR THESE DAYS OF HIGHER LEARNING See where the daughter of the MuflFet line Did on the sward her beauteous form recline, Consmning products of the bovine herd, V( hen there approached arachnid without word. Dangling o ' erhead and eddying round and round, As she with violence sprang off her mound. Philippa Hansard, Form Upper II, Gumming Hoixse. Remote from household throng and menial hum, John sat, intent on festal pabulum; Inquisitive of what was underneath He brought to his anticipating teeth A fruit all red and ready for to eat. And this, his act, himself did find most meet. Ann O ' Heir, Fo rm Upper II, Gvimming House. [29]

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FRENCH LA CLASSE DE FRANgAIS MADEMOISELLE, girls crie uiie jeuiie fille. et il y a uii silence dans la sixieme classe. Mademoiselle J age avance dans la salle. Bonjour, ines entants, dit Mademoiselle. Bonjoiir, Mademoiselle, repondent-elles. Qu ' est-ee que vous a ez (ait pour aiijourd ' luii. mes enfants? Toute la elasse dit: X e did some translation in our good books, but it was very hard, and we did a little reading . En framjais, mes enfants! La traduction page deux cent vingt-buit? et elle ouvre son livre et le regarde. Mais, c ' est tres facile. Donnez-nioi de la craie, s ' il vous plait . Elle ecrit la premiere phrase sur le tableau noir. Immediatenient toute la classe le e la main. ' Les notres sont differentes , crient- elles. Qu est-ce que vous avez? (lit Mademoiselle, en regardant une jeune fille. L ' eleve lit ce qu ' elle a ecrit. Mais non, ce n ' est pas correct. C ' est une mauvaise faute. Elle ecrit toutes les autres phrases sur le tableau, et les jeunes filles les corrigent dans les cahiers. Eh bien . dit Mademoiselle, avez-vous beaucoup de fautes? Donnez-moi vos cahiers. Oh, Mademoiselle , crient les eleves, nous avons beaucoup de fautes; our marks will be too low . En francais, s ' il vous plait ! Ramassez les cahiers. Maintenant nous lirons dans nos livres. ous, Barbara, commencez page dix-huit. Barbara se met a lire. Elle est tres bonne. La deuxieme eleve lit tres bien aussi, mais elle ne sait pas la traduction. Avez-vous prepare votre le ;on? dit Mademoiselle. Mais oui. Mademoiselle . Je ne le pense pas, mon enfant. A quelle heure? A sept heures. Mademoiselle, mais seulement pendant quinze minutes , dit l ' eleve. Personne ne travaille. Comment est-ce que vous pourrez passer vos examens? demande Mademoiselle. Puis, la cloche sonne et les eleves ferment les livres. Pour demain, Mademoiselle? crient-elles. ous repcterez la lecon d ' aujourd ' hui pendant une demi-heure. Au revoir, mes enfants . Au revoir, Mademoiselle, disent les eleves, et Mademoiselle Juge sort de la salle, apres une lecon tres interessante avec la sixieme classe. Joan Bayer, Form Junior VI, Ross House. [31 1