Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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A WINTER NIGHT The winter world in whitened stillness lies, The cold moon ' s beams reflect the stark white snow, The howling wind of day is quiet and still, And the mist o ' er the far-off hills is low. The snow is gently falling o ' er the earth, Trees and roofs are carpeted with white, The lone owl hoots to his own far- ' way mate; In the stillness of a winter night. Silence reigns profound o ' er all the earth, And through the falling snow, a greyish white. One sees a specimen of Nature ' s wonder. In the still beauty of a winter night. Anne Begor, Form II, Gumming House. A MUSICAL EXPERIENCE This won third prize in the second age group (11-14) in a contest sponsored by the Young People s Symphony Concerts. A FEW YEARS ago, while they were on their tour of Canada, I went to see the Sadler ' s Wells Ballet Company in a performance of Swan Lake . I thought Tchaikovsky ' s music to it was wonderful. It seemed to tell the story in its own words. For instance, during the first scene, when the peasants were dancing, the music was gay and happy. When the prince arrived, a fanfare of trumpets was sounded and the music became more majestic. When he was hunting in the forest, it changed again to a more mysterious tone. I closed my eyes, and could still picture the trees swaying in the breeze, and the gloom that surrounded them. The music continued to change to fit each part of the story until the end. I shall never forget that wonderful experience as long as I live. Elisabeth McKay, Form II, Ross House. [31]

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pare ont des mains joyeuses parce qu ' ils sont tres heureux et aiment jouer a la balle. Dans les hopitaux les mains des gardes-malades sont aussi occupees, et tres douces, mais peut-etre les mains des docteurs sont plus importantes. Les mains des musiciens donnent au monde des melodies magnifiques. Mes mains sont toujours occupees a ecrire et a faire mes devoirs. Voila I ' histoire des mains de tous, je suis certaine que chacune fera un excellent travail. Barbara Armbruster, Form Upper II, Barclay House. LE PETIT OISEAU Le petit oiseau Est dans sa cage. II est tres joli. II est tres sage. II aime a chanter Mais pas a danser, Son nom est Dickee. Alison Beattie, Upper II, Ross House. [30]

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MY BROTHER My brother says he ' d like to be A sailor sailing on the sea. At times he ' d rather be a guard, But a soldier ' s life is awfully hard. Sometimes he thinks he ' ll live out west, A cowboy, riding in his best. Oh! That ' s the life that would suit me. A cowgirl ' s what I ' m going to be. Harriet Dupont, Remove, Age 71 . AUTUMN Silver trees with golden leaves Whispering in the Autumn breeze; Golden trees with ruby leaves Whispering to the silver trees. The sun is sinking in the west. And all the world is now at rest. Eve Krupski, Upper I. A SEA MYTH A S J E ANNIE pranced along the beach, a colourful towel over her arm, she thought what a wonderful day it would be to lie on the hot golden sand and gaze up into the cloudless sky that seemed to stretch for miles around her. Suddenly she heard strains of beautiful music, which came from the sea. It reminded her of the music-box that she treasured so dearly. Then the music ceased, and, coming up from the foam, was a Mermaid, her long curls glistening in the sun. Jeannie, called the Mermaid, would you like to come swimming with me? Why — why I ' d be delighted, replied Jeannie, plunging into the water. They held hands, and then, very unexpectedly, the Mermaid pulled Jeannie down, down, down. Down they went to the ocean ' s bottom. Once there Jeannie stared, stared very hard at all the queer sea creatures crawling along the ocean ' s floor, and hundreds of fishes darting past her, all different shapes and sizes. She just stood there, speechless. Finally she forced words to her lips: Oh, how beautiful! she cried, looking down at a little Mer child who stood there beside her. The Mer child had long golden curls like most of her companions. There were bits of sea-weed woven into a bracelet around her tiny wrist, and from the waist down she had a fish ' s tail with every colour of the rainbow in it. Would you like to visit the castle? asked the Mermaid. It ' s the most magnificent castle in the world, where King Neptune and the Queen live. [32]