Viscount Bennett Junior High School - Terminal Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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THE TERMI NAL HONORABLE MENTION Paqe 95 ODE TO TEENAGERS In-spite of our jeans and bobby socks Our duck tails and our crazy talk, Peculiar styles and craze for jive - I’m certain the modern teenagers thrive In a normal way, with lots of cheer, We’re not as crazy as our parents fear’. The high school yearbook of long ago Mas filled with creeps and oh, oh, oh Compared to the guys and frizzy lizzies Me’re not the ones they claim are dizzy. And as for the sheiks who went to a formal - We modern kids are really normall Remember the times of racoon coats and skirts up to the knee? But still they laugh when we wear Dad’s shirt and cry Oh, goodness me’. Oh Mom, what’s wrong with Tommy Sandes and Elvis Presley, too Can you recall what Pudy V. and Frankie did to you? , You screamed, and cried, and begged for more, and raised a great big noise And yet you complain and say we’re nuts - That we’re maladjusted girls and boys’. Oh, well, someday when we get old and our teenagers raise a fuss Me’ll probably laugh in the very same way as our parents did at usl HONORABLE’MENTION Judy Stone, 9-1 BROTHERS Little brothers are the worstest., They tease, They argue, They tell their friends things-other ears were ne’er meant to hear. They make me vriId to tear their hair. Yet sometimes they are nice: Almost indispensible. Like when they force a stubborn window, Or buy me a strawberry ice-cream soda. Then, I think - Little brothers are the ijiostest. HONORABLE MENTION Gretchen Meade, 10-U3 TIME What ' -is- time? You are forever xjaiting on it It never stops and it never tarries Time Xiraits for no man. You cannot reach out and touch it Yet it is always there. Where is time? Time is everywhere-yet nowhere Where can it be? Where has it gone? Where has it.been? No one knows. No one knows. Karen LeFever, 9-U

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Page 9h .... .. ..... THE TER MINA L. sunburns, and a very red lead, but ah ' m used more ' n ' em. Mah other friends are very j queer colours - green, yellow and blue - like ' n they was sick or somethin ' . Ah ' go to school - Grade Eleven. (Ah go around with Art Eraser - a real nice guy.) Our exams sure are tough - mostly on the Explorers - Jaques Cartridge, Christopher Pencil, Karka Paper, an those hombres. We once had a General Knowledge test. One question xras, How ' can your owner write a five-page essay without wearing down your lead? Elementary, my dear what ' s it - owner must use a typewriter. Ah ' m just an ordinary pencil, built well to mean and do well, and ah ' m just a purty shade o mauve. I ' ve got to go now, but I ' m glad to have met you. I Merla Law, 9-6 POETRY FIRST PRIZE THE WIGHT HAS A THOUSAND EYES In the dark shadows Floating motions Glide like weird ghosts -- They move without effort, Like dead, grey clouds; And pause to stare Their beady eyes Glowing like burning emeralds, Chilling you to the marrow. You sit, transfixed, afraid; Afraid to move, to breath, Afraid of the unknown. Then they are gone, And you wonder If they were ever there. Gerald Wade, 10- SECOND PRIZE S UNSET I saw the sunset glowing Off in the western sky. The rosy clouds enfolded The snow-clad mountains high. The sun was a ball of fire, Covering all with its warm light, But, slowly, steadily, stealthily, On came the dark of night. The velvet cloak of darkness Studded with diamond stars Came onward, onward, onward, ' Til it smothered the western fire. Then, all was cool and quiet, And all was dark and still; As the prairie waited in slumber For the glow of morn on the hill. Margaret Carruthers, 10-2U

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! THE TERMINAL , rr U Page. 96 6,0 SHORT FIRST PRIZE STORIES DECISION , ' - ' 7 • ' .. Footsteps echoed in the streets of .S ' 7 Toulous, France. As Marcel Lalonde hurried hone, he shudderingly thought of ' y i ' the scene at the inn a few hours ago. yy f ’ - Laughter and music filled the room until, Vr. ' •’ vO suddenly, a man staggered in. The Germans are comingl he gasped. 1 V‘ The Americans are losing the battlel 1 . v ' Thunderstruck, the people cared for I f f v i the sick man and hurried to their families : ■ i I Nothing can save us now, thought Marcel i y -— J , as he left. V ' v. x Finally, he reached home. His little ' v - ' s hoy, Guillaume and his daughter,. Antoin¬ ette, raced to meet himj his wife stood smiling at the door. Surely he could not leave them to the mercy of the Germans. Death would be better. In that moment, Marcel made a fateful decision -- he must aake sure no enemy laid hands on his family. Mariel he cried. The Germans are coming. We must prepare for them. Oh, Marcell How horrible. What shall we do? she sobbed. After putting the children to bed, he told her of his plan. First, he would burn the grain and then, he would — kill them. After a few moments of despair, Marie agreed that this method was the best idea. Together, they walked to the fields and stood looking at their crops for a last time. Realizing he had little time, Marcel started the fire. They watched it greedily, lighting the countryside with its flames. Soon, the work was done and the couple turned their backs on the smoldering ashes to face their last task. Marcel was silent on the way home. A terrible task was before him — one which would require all of his courage. The house loomed up ahead and the steps were reached. Marcell Marie grasped his arm. Good-bye, and please make it quickl Oh, my darling, he brought her close to him. I love you. Suddenly, he started. The sound of firing cannon could be heard in the distance. Grimly he ascended the stairs. —-— Daddy, daddyl What s that noise? — ——— The children ran to him. He picked yr ' - x 7 them up and hugged them tightly. y Daddy and Mummy are going to take 1 y - s-—J , y you on a long journey to a beautiful land, iy darlings. He quickly kissed them and if { j ) set them down. [ y l J I The children stared as he brought out 4 7 an old revolver. Perhaps they understood, M “ J y v for, although they were terrified, nothing s. -7 was said as the gun exploded — once — ‘ .7 twice -- three times. 7 .6 67