Hebron gleanings 1970 by Ken Pullen

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HEBRON

HIGH

SCHOOL

( E S TA B I i l S B E D 1 8 9 9 )

Executive Council Chairman

R e v. W. G . N e l s o n Mrs. M. Justin

Secretary

Principal

Miss D. M. Hall, B.A., Dip. Ed. R. T. S. Darling, Esq., M.Sc. R. H. Bissell, Esq., B.Sc. R e v. H . a . H u c k e t t

Te a c h i n g S t a f f Principal

Miss D. M. Hall, B.A., Dip. Ed.

First Assistant

Miss H. Beardmore, B.Sc.

Mr. D. 0. Anderson, B.Sc., Dip. Ed. Miss S. A. Bramley M i s s F. J . G o l c l o u g h

Miss A. Dueck, B. Ed.

Miss M. Enns, B. Ed.

Mrs. J. Kennedy, (Jan. - Aug.) G. R. M. S. M. Mr. E. C. Lloyd, B.Sc., B.D. Mrs. a. Lloyd

Miss J. M. Macdonald, B.A., Dip. Ed.

Miss J. Mason (Jan. - May) Miss Miss Miss Miss

M. A. Nye J. Reannby N . K . Ta l l e t t J. A. Whitehead

Secretary Miss J. 0. Marshall

Boarding Department House Mother :

Mrs. p. Aspinall (Jan. - May)

Mrs. D. Strom (May - Aug.) Miss F. J. Golclough (Aug. - Nov.) Nursing Sister:

Miss A. J. Neuendorf, S. R. N.

Housekeeper:

Mrs. M. I. Pearson

Matrons:

Mrs. M. Thompson (Feb. - May) Miss D. Sutclipfe (May - Nov.)

Chaplin House Chaplin House

Miss D. A. Rousham

Arnside

Miss

Stanes

Sargent

Mrs. J. R. Anderson Miss

Marshall

Gatehouse Silverdale

Miss K. J. White

Boys' Dormitory

Miss

Sunshine

Hinckley

Miss E. D. Jones

Nest

Gleanings Editorial Committee Miss D. Miss M. Doreen Margaret

Hall Susanne Enns Sandra Boag Morag Duncumb Marion

Outlaw Sinclair Sutherland Wall

HEBRON

GLEANINGS

F o r e w o r d

" He comes ! " The Advent cry often repeated in our carols blends, as it

should, with the School's hundreds of other voices. It brings relevance to everything that is going on these days, and all days, whether it be examinations,

the ten little ducks at the Junior party, the airing of trunks and the booking of tickets, or the preparing of lunch packets for the choir practice in Ooty. " He comes He is always coming, to the children, to the staff, now as then, in unexpected ways, and to each of us individually and differently. He speaks, He has spoken, through a seeming tragedv and a miraculous deliverance, through the Word preached in Church and read in the dorm; through changed attitudes and changing characters, through grace given and strength received, through promises fulfilled and prayers answered.

The other Advent cry, " Prepare the way of the Lord ! helps us to put into focus our work at Hebron. Only when He comes, into individual lives, into

the life of the community, is there meaning and quickening and life. His coming is His own sovereign action; the preparation of the way He entrusts to us.

D. M. Hall

Council

Members

R e v. H . Ti e s s e n

It is with a very great sense of loss that we record the death, after a road accident, of the Rev, Herbert Tiessen on 30th March. M r. Ti e s s e n , f a t h e r o f C h a r l e n e { S t a n d a r d X ) a n d P a s t o r o f t h e U n i o n

Church, Gotacamund was for the previous 18 months a member of the Hebron School Council, and we had learned to appreciate very much his advice and wisdom

and help, and his complete integrity. We assure Mrs. Tiessen and the family of our continuing prayers for them. R e v.

Huckett

We have been very happy to welcome to the Union Church, Coonoor and to the School Council, the Rev. H. A. Huckett. Mr. and Mrs. Huckett are

" Old parents " of Hebron, having had their five children in the School. We are

glad of this renewed association with them, and appreciate their ministry and their help.

Acknowledgements We would like to thank a number of friends of Hebron for generous gifts to the School. A very substantial gift and several smaller ones went towards the purchase of the Standard Companion car, and we have also had gifts to cover the materials for an audio-visual Junior French course, together with a record player for class room use. In addition we have been able to buy new books for the senior library and for the Junior class room libraries. To the parents, old girls and other friends involved, we all say a warm " Thank you ! "

HEBRON

GLEANINGS

Staff

And

Students

" Three staff rooms taken over by senior girls " - this fact indicates not a

student revolt, but just an unusually high number of seniors and an unusually low number of staff members. The pattern has been fairly uniform throughout the

year, sharply defined in February, less distinguishable in the middle term, but stark

and clear in the last term.

A Senior School of sixty-two is an encouraging and rewarding near-record,

and we are glad to have been able to widen the range of subjects the girls can offer at 'O'level to include Chemistry and Biology as well as Physics. This has been

made possible by the arrival of Mr. Anderson who has also made many other things around the compound possible. We have been grateful too to have practical assistance as well as help in the classrooms from Mr. Lloyd. We have been able to keep all our other subjects going, thanks latterly to generous help given by junior teachers. Miss Macdonald left for furlough in August, hut we were very happy to have Miss M. Enns back from Canada later in the month.

The Junior School has been hardest hit by staff goings and comings or not-comings. Miss Mason had to go home unexpectedly in May for family reasons while Miss Whitehead and Miss Dueck went on furlough (we hope 1) in August. The other teachers, for various reasons, were not able to teach their classes for

quite prolonged periods, so that nd dlass had its own teacher uninterruptedly through the year. How grateful we are that Mrs. Lloyd, a trained teacher, was right here and willing to come in and help, and that we have discovered Mrs. North's talents. Miss Evans too, at personal sacrifice, helped us through a very lean patch

until the timely arrival of Miss Reanney in early Cctober. To teachers who have

taught double classes when necessary and to matrons who have given generous help in the school, thanks are due. We still need a Junior teacher for January.

The stable situation on the home side has balanced the uncertainties in the

school, and has maintained the children's sense of security. It was lovely to have Miss U. Marshall back in January to fill the only gap, and Mrs, Anderson added those who would not fit into the other dorms to her own family at Gatehouse.

(We all love having Glenn and Paul on the compound). We were grateful to

Mrs. Thompson fcr staying on in Chaplin House an extra term, and were sorry to

see her go in May. Miss Sutcliffe, just back from England, took over her job - the job she did when she first joined the staff 22 years ago. We are grateful to Mrs. Aspinall and Mrs. Strom for their help as House Mother, each for a term, and then in August we welcomed back Miss Colclough, who added those duties to her Art teaching. Mrs. Pearson, our very capable housekeeper, goes on furlough in November, and we are grateful to Mrs. Aspinall for answering our call for help in the kitchen department next term. The outlook on the music side was very bleak indeed in January, but

Mrs. Kennedy's coming changed all that, and she and Miss Bramley carried through an ambitious, successful series of musical events. We have been grateful too for

help this term from Mr. Butterfield and Mrs. Ironside. We look forward to Miss Fountain's return in January, and are hoping also to have the services of Miss Mings,

a young American, if she is granted a visa. The average number on roll this year has been 182. While some of the

junior classes are smaller than average. Standard I is its usual size of just over t w e n t y.

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GLEANINGS

Health Report As we go to press, we are in the midst of a measles epidemic - the first in my three years at Hebron.

Although most of the thirty children who have had it have been very sick

and miserable for a few days, we do praise the Lord that there have been no

complications or after-effects so far. One girl has done her music theory exami nation in the early stages of convalescing.

Apart from one case of jaundice early in the year, we have had no other infectious diseases this year.

But, we have had quite a number of fractures of arm thumb and leg this

term - from the Principal down; and a large number of sore throats, 'flu and some

very persistent coughs. One girl, who had just started school this term, had quite a severe scalp wound sutured, and then a few weeks later got the measles, so has been in the sick-room practically as much as she has been in the class-room !

We again express our appreciation to Dr. C. A. Martin, L. R. C. P. (Lond.), M. R. C P. (Edin.) for his medical care and interest in the children and staff, to Dr. S. Thyagarajan M. B., B. S. for his attention to all the fractures, and to

Dr. P. A. Johnson F. I. D. C. (U. S. A.) and his assistant Dr. Eapen (B.Sc., B.D,S.) for the dental work done on the children.

A. J. Neuendorf

HEERON

GLEANINGS

Prefects Doreen Boag

Doreen, an Australian, has been in Hebron since Standard I. She has

enjoyed singing in the choir and she also plays the guitar. Doreen has just beard that she and her parents are returning to Australia this month. We are very sorry to lose her.

R. B.

Rosemary Constable

Rosemary (Consty) has been in Hebron since Standard III. She is a very good Darks House Captain and because of her good sportsmanship she has won a

hockey pocket. When she gets to England she will take 'A' levels and may become a Physiotherapist. Her ready wit has always been a stimulus to her friends. R. L.

Heather Brambleby

Besides being a popular prefect, " Bramps " has helped Hebron by being in the Inter - School Sports, netball and hockey teams as well as in the choir After doing her 'O' levels here, she may do some 'A' levels and then go into nurse's training in a children's hospital in London We will certainly miss her laugh and sense of humour ! Marion

E. S. Wall

Marion has been here ever since Standard I and as a prefect has done her

duties well. Her parents work in Nepal and so she has a six day journey every Christmas. She is interested in the choir and the Duke of Edinburgh Award

Scheme. In July Marion will go back to England and take some 'A' levels. As yet she is undecided as to her future career. C. K. Sandra

Sinclair

Sandy has contributed greatly to the Sports life of the school and is now

Light's House Captain. She is interested in the guitar and often plays and sings

with Doreen. Next year after her 'O' levels she will return to Canada, where she hopes to become an Interior Decorator. A.

HEBRON

Examination

GLEANINGS

Results

G E N E R A L C E R T I F I C AT E O F E D U C AT I O N

Our congratulations go to the girls who took the G. C. E. 'O' level papers

of the Associated Examining Board, London. The results were as follows :

Valerie Dearmun English Language, French, Geography, History, Mathe matics, Physics, Scripture, English Literature.

Faith Schrag English Language, * English Literature, * French, History, *Mathematics, *Scripture, Physics.

Sharon Sinclair English Language, English Literature, * Scripture, French, Mathematics. Standard X

Doreen Boag English Language, French Heather Brambleby English Language, *French Rosemary Constable English Language, *French Margaret Duncumb English Language, *French Marion Lewis English Language, *French Susanne Outlaw English Language, *French Sandra Sinclair English Language, French Morag Sutherland English Language, *French Marion Wall English Language, French

* before a subject indicates Grade 1. The pass grades go from 1 to 6. M u s i c

Congratulations also go the following girls on their success in the examina

tions of the Associated Board of the Royal Schools of Music ; Practical Examination (Piano) Grade VI Eva Lehman

V Faith Schrag (Merit) IV Joy Schrag (Distinction), Cynthia Erickson

III Ina Rutgers (Distinction), Eunice Bone (Merit), Marilyn Birch

(Merit), Lois Snell (Merit), Kathleen Taylor, Ruth Ann Gillette, Priscilla German.

II Ruth Mullins (Merit), Rachel Snell, Daphne Parish, Shelagh King, Isabel Havard

I Ardis Butterfield (Distinction), Joy Turner (Merit), Dagmar Schmidt (Merit)

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Theory Examination Grade V Faith Schrag IV Joy Schrag III Kathleen Taylor, Cynthia Erickson, Ruth Ann Gillette, Ina Rutgers, Eunice Bone

II Shelagh King, Marilyn Birch, Priscilla German, Lois Snell, Isabel Havard

I Joy Turner, Ruth Mullins, Dagmar Schmidt, Rachel Snell

Duke of Edinburgh Award Schemes We are delighted to announce the names of the first girls to qualify for the Bronze Award:

Faith Schrag Shelagh King Heather Brambleby Rosemary Constable Marion Lewis

Marion Wall

Congratulations, girls!

Hebron Day - 24th July, 1970. Rosette Winners Nest

Boys' Dorm Sunshine Silverdale Stanes

—

Snowdrop — Dorothea Bolster

Gillette Blades — Rachel Gillette

Snowman — Adriaan Wissel

Captain Hook — Peter Green

1. 2.

Coming and Going — Sharon Bevan Granny — Sharon Reinhardt

Puffin — Ardis Butterfield

Himalayan Expedition — Margaret Pratten

Lydia, Seller of Purple — Lydia Powdrill Bug in a Rug — Rachel Turner

Groups

Schumann and Bach — Jennifer and Christopher

—

ImportANT and ANTiseptic — Katherine and

Mullins

Robert Adams

Day Scholars Arnside

Chaplin

—

A Spin-All — Mark and Naomi Aspinall

Army and Navy — Esther and Yvonne Gardiner

1. 2.

Tied and Died — Rachel Snell and Ruth Robertson Mrs. And-er-son — Rachel Le Sueur and Diane Craig-Jones

Miss-cellaneous — Standard XI

No Time — Standard X

HEBRON GLEANINGS

Holiday Competition â&#x20AC;&#x201D; Prize Winners Senior

Home-made Sweets 1. Rosemary Kennedy 2. Kathleen Sanders

3. Faith Schrag Dress or Nightgown 1. 2.

Margaret Duncumb Ruth Powdrill

3. Daphne Parish Junior

Pressed Flowers

1 . Yv o n n e G a r d i n e r

Comb Case

1. Morna Mitchell

2. Alison Ringrose 3. Rachel Vincent

Holiday Scrap-book 1. Ardis Butterfield 2. Jennifer Mullins

.3. ) Bridget Jones I Ve r o n i c a P a r i s h Standards I & II Book Mark

Elke

Timm

Grace John 3. Bronwyn Ironside

Birthday Card

1. Susina Wheatley 2. Cathryn Davies 3. Keith Liddle

HEBRON GLEANINGS

SPORTS

NOTES

For the first time in twenty years Hebron has won the Inter-School Sports ! We were so swelled-headed that we lost all our hockey matches. The netball was a bit better. The Senior team managed to win half of their matches, but we shan't comment on the Juniors.

During the year we have played the usual house events. These were fairly evenly matched.

The swimming sports should have been held on October 1st but the pool was not filled in time. It is not too easy to carry out swimming sports in six inches of water so we had House netball and hockey matches and a junior P. E. display instead.

The hockey team played the Lushington juniors and got a thorough beating

along with an equally thorough soaking. The Lushington juniors have won the hockey championship this year so we did have an excuse. Good luck to next year's sports teams ! Rosemary Constable (Netball and Hockey Captain)

HEBRON GLEANINGS

Inter-School Matches NETBALL: SENIORS

JUNIORS

V. S t . H i l d a ' s V. N a z a r e t h

25— 7 Lost

30— 6 Lost

31— 6 Lost

1 2 — 11 L o s t

V. S t a n e s

26—12 Lost

V. M o u n t a i n H o m e

13-

V. B r e e k s

24— 8 Won

V, L a w r e n c e

26-

Won

HOCKEY: V. N a z a r e t h

1 — 0 Lost

V. St. Hilda's

3 — 0 Lost

V. St. George's

3 — 0 Lost

Inter-House Matches and Competitions L I G H T S

D A R K S

214

132

Hockey Senior

Junior

Senior

Junior

Athletics

Netball

Softball

The House Points competition was worked this year on an average basis

order to make it more fair when numbers in the House fluctuate so much,

the end of the academic year the shield went to the Darks witli an average of ' against Lights average of 65.7. LIGHTS

D A R K S

H O U S E C A P TA I N S : Senior Captain Vice

Junior Captain Vice

Sandra Sinclair

Rosemary Constable

Pat Field

Elisabeth Strom

Ruth Mullins

Rachel Snell

Joy Schrag

Myrna Nemeth

Congratulations to Rosemary Constable on the award of her hockey pocket.

HEBRON GLEANINGS

INTER-SCHOOL

SPORTS

1S70

We did it at last. For the first time in twenty years Hebron came first of the nine girls' schools taking part in the Nilgiri Inter-School Sports. The team gained 103 points and we like to think that you would like to know the details ! Senior Divison : 4

Relay

Hurdles

100

Faith

1st

Schrag

1st

Charlene

Tiessen

2nd

Discus Faith Schrag 1st Broad Jump Faith Schrag 2nd 100 metres Charlene Tiessen 2nd

10 points 5 3 5 3 3

it „ „ „ ..

29 Points

Divisional Championship Intermediate Division : Relay

Hurdles

Marilyn

Birch

1st

High Jump ■

Kathleen Kathleen Kathleen

Ta y l o r Ta y l o r Ta y l o r

2nd 1st 2nd

400 metres •

100

metres

2nd

points

Heather Brambleby 3rd 200 metres 100 metres

Board Jump

K a t h l e e n Ta y l o r Marilyn Birch Marilyn Birch

2nd 2nd 2nd

Divisional Championship 32 points Intermediate Champion - Kathleen Taylor Junior Division: Relay Hurdles

— 4 X 100 metres

— Joy Schrag Grace Parker

Broad Jump — Joy Schrag 200 metres

— Grace Parker

100 metres

— Rachel Snell

Joy Schrag

75 metres

Grace Parker — Rachel Snell Grace Parker

High Jump

— Joy Schrag

1st 1st 2nd

10 5 3

1st 2nd 3rd 1st 3rd 1st 2nd 3rd

5 3 1 5

1 5 3 1

Divisional Championship 42 points Junior Champion - Joy Schrag Congratulations to Faith Schrag, Kathleen Taylor and Marilyn Birch on the award of their Athletics pockets 1

Tailpiece: From a letter from Grace Schrag:

Millions of congratulations on the marvellous results on Sports Day. You

I't imagine how much 1 wanted to be there. 1 wish you had it on film with smell

c a n

effects and heat and dust and excitement and butterflies and screaming and sunburn

and glucose and tennis shoe chalk and the rain and the march past and the band-

oh just everything, the training, the night after heats, the morning of Sports Day and of course the triumphant trip home.

INTER—SCHOOL

OVER-ALL

SENIOR

SPORTS

CHAMPIONSHIP

R E L AY

TEAM

CUP

RECORD—BREAKING JUNIOR

R E L AY

T E A M

DUKE

BRONZE WINNERS A

EDINBURGH AWARD STUDYING MAP

OUTSIDE ON

THE

HEBRON

NEST D AY

HEBRON

SCHOOL

GLEANINGS

ACTIVITIES

We go to the Hall on Thursday for P. E. I like P. E. Im in the red team, the PE Time is not long. I want the whole afternoon P. E. We have new skittles to play with. I like to jump. Peter Wehmeier - 6 years.

HEBRON

GLEANINGS

Inter-School Sports We looked down on to the sports ground from the road above and saw most

of the tents already occupied by different schools' teams and the grandstand quite full. It was going to he an exciting day. Before the March Past, several heats had to be run, so after settling ourselves down comfortably near the finishing tape we munched our lunch and watched. Across from us we saw the Hebron team waiting and eating their lunch. But the

junior relay heat was being run, so, craning our necks to get a better view, we

watched breathlessly. Then suddenly we saw a small figure in blue overtaking the others. Would she make it? She did! We had won. If oirly it had been the real thing. Now there was a break as the teams lined up. A dark, forbidding-

looking cloud was rolling slowly nearer, but there was no time to think of that because the first triumphant sounds were being played by the band. Everyone felt

proud of their school as their team passed. Hebron had to march third in the line of schools because last year we had come third.

A large drop of rain splattered on my head but who cared; the sports were really starting now. On one side there was pole-vaulting and on the other, high jump. Every now and then a sigh would escape as someone missed a jump, but most eyes were on the running. St. Joseph's Convent was coming first, but Hebron

was gradually creeping up. Tension mounted as the gap grew smaller. Everyone was shouting themselves hoarse. Would Kathleen heat the high jump record?

It gave me a warm feeling inside each time a Hebron competitor took her place on the victory stand. The whole atmosphere and spirit was so alive, so

determined and so exciting. In the heat of all the excitement black clouds gathered over us and heavy drops of rain pelted down, but just as suddenly as it had come it cleared away to a clear blue sky.

Hebron waited eagerly for the hurdles. Everyone knew that if we were to win, this and the relays would decide it. At last the hurdles were all set out in forbidding lines. They were off, and we watched breathlessly as the girls flew over. Our marks crept upwards as we won all three hurdle races Suddenly we had passed St. Joseph's! We could win! There were only the relays left. The sub-

jimiors ran theirs and we all clapped dutifully but everyone was longing for the others. The juniors took their places. Oh, no, we did not seem to be doing so well. But it was only the first runner. Then suddenly we were closing the gap. We had passed them all and won. The tension relaxed, but only for a moment. The inters were second. Now the final relay, the seniors. Yes, we won it, and so we were first in the sports ! Proudly we lined up first, behind the band, determined to march our best.

When we turned our eyes right at the grandstand we saw Miss Hall there beaming

and looking proud. The Hebron spectators cheered loudly as we marched past them. We marched into our place in front of the grandstand as we had done at the beginning, but this time to receive four cups, and several medals and certificates.

Kelly Bennett Jill Outlaw Lois Snell

Standard IX

HEBRON

GLEANINGS

Parents' Day as seen by Standard VIII A bird's eye view of the opening:

First a hymn was sung about how great God was. As it said to praise God I decided I would, so I burst into song. It felt lovely to sing to God! Then they sang the school song, which had some funny words at the beginning that weren't English. It was a rather beautiful song even though I couldn't understand some of the words. Then an important looking man came and said a prayer. Then the

curtain closed and I could just hear them trying to go out quietly. Rebekka Strom

The item which I specially enjoyed taking part in was the choral speaking of parts of the Book of Job. At first there was very soft music, but gradually it grew louder and then again became soft, until there was nothing left of it at all. When the music had stopped, we started to recite our part. At intervals the

music would alternate with the words, but then sometimes we would speak above the music. It was about Job, and the music really helped to convey the whole

meaning. I enjoyed the piece and it helped me to understand the meaning of the story. It was very dramatic. Early in the programme, a larger group of girls came on to the platform to- teach the parents the songs which they were to participate in at the end of the programme. They were the audience songs for the Opera called "The little Sweep".

I think the parents did very well seeing it was only the second time they had sung them.

Rosemary Kennedy Standard I sat in a line and each had different coloured cards with numbers

on. They all sang " This Old Man, He Played One." Some of them sang sweetly but some a little off the note as most children do when they are young. Although they did sing like this, all their faces looked happy and I'm sure that they were excited for the holidays. Some were shy yet sang well. Standard II came along next in a train and went to visit the seaside in their

elaborate swimming costumes. They all had brightly coloured balls and many seaside toys. Everyone looked gay. At seeing this I felt I would like to have a break from school and go and visit the sea ! Ruth Robertson

The part which I liked best in the whole programme was Standard Ill's "Matilda." It was acted very well and spoken with plenty of expression, Ihe actors were well-dressed and they obeyed the words of the poem as if the author of it had been there, telling them what tc do and when. It was obvious that it had been well practised and that Standard III approved of it and enjoyed acting it. It was short and though I had formerly thought of it as a rather boring poem I now had a new, different and more pleasant view of it. This was because I was looking at a completely different side of it, the humorous part. I think that Standard IV was the second best part. It was called " The Witch's Spell". We all laughed very heartily at the fat men, with huge pullovers covering rather large stomachs. The thin men must have been on a diet for a week or so! The witch's cackly, harsh voice gave me the shivers, while the white witch, who was resplendent in white gown, small crown, wand and white socks had

a good voice and was quite pretty. The unicorn in white socks and golden horn

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GLEANINGS

was very funny. I think the witch was the best actor though all the rest were

good also. My first impression was one of something hideous and queer but I soon found out that it was also funny. I have often read this poem before and have

found nothing in it to admire, but now think that it is one of my favourites, thanks t o S t a n d a r d I V. Rachel Le Sueur

One of my favourite parts was the singing done by the senior choir. Their song was " Daffodils ". When I heard this song I immediately thought of home and Scotland.

Jennifer Robertson Standards V and VI did a marvellous little operetta. Jane Crossley played

Kisew, a Japanese boy, who went under the sea to see the Sea Queen for 300 years (it seemed like 3 years) on a tortoise, played by Brenda Spikin. At both sides of the stage were girls who did the choral verse and sometimes singing, to the action of the actors. Down below there was a percussion band making the sound effects. When Kisew and the tortoise were going under the sea, there was an extraordinary sound of bubbles. When Kisew died the cymbals clashed as he fell down, dead. Sometimes the sound effects made one tremble or wonder where the sound was coming from. I thought it was an enthralling operetta and I am sure all the audience enjoyed it too. Rachel Snell

In between items there are musical pieces played, usually on the piano but occasionally on different instruments. This year I liked Margaret Duncumb's

piece best. It was rather long but I enjoyed it all Some places were very light and gay and in a few places it was sad and quiet. Ruth Mullins

The senior play was " The Little Sweep " which was taken from Benjamin Britten's, Let's Make an Opera ", and this is the opera the children made. It is all about a little chimney sweep who was rescued by some children and taken to their home.

An exciting part was when the sweep was stuck in the chimney and cried

"help". All the children rushed from their game and they tugged and tugged.

Finally he came down with a thump and cry of pain. The last song was very joyful, as Sam was truly rescued and they drove off. Diane Craig-Jones The first part of "The Little Sweep" was mainly singing, telling that boys

were very needful to the sweeps and that they were easy for "breaking in". It was sad especially when the poor little ragged boy was sent up the chimney. After wards when the cousins were pulling him down, they sang a song. It was rather

like a song that men sing when they are doing hard work, going at it with a will. When Rowan (Eva Lehman) sang her aria because she thought that the little sweep would be caught, my eyes filled with tears because of the beautiful voice she had and the expressive way in which she sang. The words were lovely and the song

sent shivers up and down my spine to think of Sam running along beside the frozen rivers panting and half-frozen, yet sweating with fear. When Sam was bathed, and Rowan and the children were asking him questions in song form, I thought they

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sounded homely and comfortable and yet full of sorrow for this poor little lad who wasn't yet nine! When Juliet collapsed, Rowan, Mrs. Baggot and the children sang a "fluttery" song but one also full of fear, for the children thought that she was very ill. In the morning, as the children sang their "morning" song, I thought that they sounded rather like birds in the morning, so happy to be alive and well, that they just had to sing for joy. Often I feel like that as well, but my raucous voice is

nothing compared to those who participated in the opera. Rachel Le Sueur

Standard VlPs Comments on Hebron Day This year Hebron celebrated her 71st birthday. The day dawned clear and bright, with our spirits soaring high. By four o'clock we were in our fancy dress costumes and ready for the parade As the parade began we saw many interesting costumes. There were two children dressed as ants, one with a white apron with a red cross on it and with the sign ANTi-Septic, the other was Import-ANT, made in Australia.

In the senior section an interesting costume was Tied and Dyed, Two girls

were tied up in blankets with ropes and string and they also carried a coffin. All the supper tables were decorated. Boys' table was decorated with Noah's Ark. Noah stood by the door welcoming the animals as they came in two by two. The other tables were decorated with flowers.

Judith Pullen Standard XI were Miss-Ellaneous. One was dressed up as Miss-Ionary.

She had a long skirt, short socks, brown closed-in shoes and a long blouse. Jane Crossley

The junior costumes were very good. The Puffin got first prize. It was dressed with orange feet and beak, a black tight dress, glasses balancing on its nose and it was reading a puffin book. Lydia Powdrill was dressed as "Lydia, the Seller

of Purple." She wore a purple long dress and jewellery, like that of the olden days. Gillian Darrell was very good, as she was painted to look dirty. She had an old

cut up sack which she wore. Her hair was made dirty and was filled with tangles. She was a cave girl but didn't is exam term and the seniors class had dark shadows under dresses on inside out, and on

win a prize as I thought she should have. This term have been studying very hard so my sister and her their eyes with big heavy books in their hands, night their backs were signs like, "No time to go to bed."

The title for all was, "No time to think."

Before we entered the dining room the visitors had a look at the decorated tables which some of the bearers took a long time doing. Stanes table got first

prize because the judges said it was peaceful! Boys' Dorm got second because it

was a bit too crowded to be first, Chaplin table got third prize. Before we got the results of the tables we had our big birthday dinner which was made nicer than usual because we were allowed to eat with our fingers. There were many visitors there who enjoyed our colourful costumes and the tea and biscuits in the staff dining room. The best visitors were our own parents. Some children went out to have a happy weekend; some back to the dorm to have a night full of lovely dreams. As for me, I went home to greet my brothers home for the weekend. Annette North

I think that might have been the best birthday Hebron has ever had but I don't know, because I have only been to this one. Susan Wood

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The Leavers' Service

" Jesus grant that we may follow, in Your steps ... words and music sung by the three school leavers sounded throughtout the drill hall on this special afternoon. It was the Hebron Leavers' Service.

At two forty-five p.m. on Friday afternoon the nineteenth of June, the school had assembled waiting for the entry of Mr. Sinclair, Mr. Huckett and Miss Hall. The first item was a hymn sung by the whole congregation - " Now Thank we all our God Mr. Sinclair (the father of Sharon, who was leaving) prayed for each of the girls, and for the service. After this everyone stood up and said the Affirmation, led by Standard VIII, In this we affirmed our belief that God is interested in all that concerns us; that He has a definite work for us; that He will

help us with it; that we believe in Jesus Christ and that He will guide us as to what we should do.

Then the senior school sang "Lord of the Years", After that two of the newly elected prefects. Heather Brambleby and Rosemary Constable, read a letter

from Mr. Merriweather. We had all hoped Mr. Merriweather would come to

this service but he could not, and so instead sent a message to his " Hebron girl-friends". After this the junior school stood up to sing a beautiful song - a new setting of Psalm I.

Then the three school leavers (Valerie Dearmun, Sharon Sinclair and Faith Schrag) read Psalm 121 and sang " Jesus grant that we may follow." The sweet

voices sang on, warming many hearts, and guitar notes sounded as Sharon strummed the strings.

Another congregational hymn followed this, the hymn "Along the Shining Road". Before we sang it Miss Hall told us about an experience which an old Hebronite had had in America last year. She was out on a climbing expedition with some friends and they lost their way, on a bear-infested mountain. A storm

was brewing and the sky darkened, which made it all the more difficult to find the way. Soon it was very dark and the girls were completely lost. The Hebron girl prayed to God for help and He showed her the way. She saw a shining path ahead of her which led them safely down the mountainside Only she could see this path and she led them all the way down.

The Scripture reading was then read by a prefect and it was time for

Mr. Huckett's talk. He spoke mainly to the three girls leaving and told them not

to forget how to study. Another bit of his advice was to keep in touch with Hebron and to write often. He mentioned lots of things the girls who were leaving should avoid when they went out into the world, and all the temptations they would have to face.

After a prayer especially for the leavers and the chorus "Keep my true. Lord Jesus", sung as a prayer by the congregation, the Principal, followed by Mr. Huckett, Mr. Sinclair and Sharon, Faith and Valerie left the Hall. Christine Duncumb, Jill Outlaw, Cathy Sinclair, Erica Way.

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Bx;onze ^ward The Bronze medal,for the Duke of Edinburgh Award takes about a year to complete, with one compulsory, section and a choice from four others. We did the compulsory section first which is "Good Manners", There were six sessions, every Thursday evening, in which we discussed ways of

consideration for others. Our assessment was written and oral on the points covered.

Every Monday games time is set aside for Duke of Edinburgh activities, and

we do hobbies in this time. There is a wide range of choice, and we both decided on Table Tennis. We had to do this for six months, during which time we had to learn rules and improve our game. We were assessed on how we improved,-and

what interest we showed during the six months. Others have chosen Tapestry, Flower arranging. Dressmaking, Soft toys. Cooking and even Painting in Oils from the wide choice in this section. - â&#x20AC;˘ - -

The; most interesting section, we thought, was Adventure. This includes several outings to prepare for the final assessment. These outings included a trip

to Coimbatdre, when we had to arrange the booking o^f all tickets and find our way to a seF place, and another up to Oo'ty; and a cycling trip down to Coonobr frbm

Ooty, taving taken our bikes up on the train first. We made several trips out to

Shalom for a night, where we cooked our meals on the campfire. The final

assessment in this section involved a day trip to some set place, and finding all we could about the place. We were expected to arrange transport, arid all we' needed for the day, and to do the trip within a certain time. One of us went ' up to Odty Downs to find the Toda Cathedral, and the other to the Drug, to Tipu Sultan's fortress. All that happened during the day was put into a log-book to be assessed along with the way we tackled the day trip, and our knowledge of the use of an Q. S. map and compass. Service, the fourth section, has five subjects to choose from. Between us

we chose " Home Nursing" and "Child Care". The former is short, taking

only seven sessions and taught us the elementary facts of the subject. The final

assessment was practical and oral. " Child Care" was longer, about twelve

sessions, and for the final assessment we had to make a scrap-book, besides the oral and

practical

test.

One of us, with several others, has been to visit old ladies as part of the Service section. We enjoyed these visits and were glad of an opportunity to cheer people up.

To complete our Bronze, we had to do a section from "Design for Living ". We chose " Entertaining" and did this in our spare time. Our assessment was based on the invitations we sent out for the supper we gave for our class, the decoration of the table and our entertaining.

The Bronze was.iriteresting and gave us opportunities to do things we should

never have done otherwise. We are both going on to Silver and hope to gain that medal as well before we leaye Hebron. Marion Lewis and Marion Wall

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Choir

The most difficult thing the choir has ever done was the Bach Motet, Jesu Priceless Treasure, which we sang with the Lushington choir last term. The eleven

sections ranged from loud declarations ahout victory over death to the beautifully lilting melody of the theme tune - Jesu, Priceless Treasure. Mr. Wood from Lushington conducted, and Mr. Butterfield accompanied on the piano.

Our first performance was on Simday, July 26th at the Union Church,

Coonoor, during the evening service. It gave us a lovely feeling to sing with so many people and the beautiful harmony sent shivers down my spine.

The next performance was on Friday, July 31st when we sang at Wellington

Church with its lovely stained glass windows and cool, quiet atmosphere. Ihe whole evening was a Bach concert and different people played and sang his music.

The quietness of the place dampened our spirits a little, but nevertheless it was thrilling sending the notes echoing into the dark recesses of the church.

We did our last performance on Sunday, August 2nd, and under the influence of the nearness of the August holidays and of the fact that it was the last perfor

mance, we really sang our best. Everything except Mr. Wood and the music m our hands seemed to fade into vmreality.

There have been many requests for a performance next year just before the

May holidays and also we want to make a record â&#x20AC;&#x201D; and why not?

On Palm Sunday at Coonoor Church, Hebron and Lushington did six Bach

chorales and other Easter music including a Dutch carol.

Now the combined choirs are preparing pieces for the Carol Se^ice at Ooty

on November 8th and for the one at Coonoor on November 15th. , These pieces include a wierd modern one by Benjamin Britten, "A Boy was Born . We hope that our singing will help people to find out the real meaning of Christmas tor

themselves. Margaret Duncumb - 16 years The Music Makers

The gay notes of "Le Coucou" chirped out from two recorders to begin the

seniors' end-of-term concert on the music makers. The two girls sighed with relief when their duet was finished and shaking hands returned the instruments to their c a s e s .

The happy song, "Good Fellows Be Merry" by Johann Sebastian Bach was

sung next enthusiastically by all the seniors. Old Bach hirnsdf came in then,

talking with an English instead of German accent, and so did George Fr^erick Handel, talking with an American instead of English accent. Bach invited Handel to listen to Stds X and XI sing "Where'er you Walk , written by Handel himself, although he did not even remember that he had written it.

When we had finished singing the beautiful, lilting song, Joseph Haydn

walked in, trying to think of a title for his new symphony. He decided to call it the "Surprise Symphony." He then listened to one of us play one of his sonatas. He wrote one movement of it so that it could be played backwarus as well as forwards!

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He then went over to his star pupil Wolfgang Mozart, who wore a worried

frown while he went over his manuscript of "The Magic Flute." Then Stds. X and XI sang -'When Spring with its Joy and Laughter" from Mozart's opera "Bastien and Bastienna" which he wrote when he was only twelve years old.

"Wandering" was the next song by Franz Schubert sung by Stds. VII and VIII.

Schubert came in after that and met Robert Schumann. They listened to Schubert's Sonata in G and then to six pieces from Schumann's "Scenes from Childhood"

played beautifully by Mrs. Kennedy. Brahms' song 'The Briar Rose" was next, sung by Stds. VII and VIII. Then

Johannes himself came in. Talk about a fat man and a bushy beard ! He played one of his many waltzes with us humming part of it with him. While Brahms was

playing, Ludwig van Beethoven came in. He told us of how frustrating it was to always hear music in the head, but never with the ears.

To end this wonderful afternoon, the whole senior school sang "For the Heritage of Music," the tune taken from Beethoven's 9th Symphony, which praised God for the master music makers.

Elisabeth Strom - 14 years

Inter-School Arts and Grafts Exhibition and Debate Several of us Std. X and XI girls who were not in the hockey team set out

from school at 10 o'clock on Saturday morning with Miss Colclough and Miss Rousham to go to St George's. We were to help set up Hebron's display of art and handwork.

The St. George's dining room was forbiddingly lined with tables covered in

white sheets. By carefully balancing as if on a tightrope, we pinned pictures on the curtains and stuck them on walls. Butterflies were hung up by string and gently flapped to and fro. Tie-and-dye pieces were our speciality. Besides examples of this, we had a dress, scarf and cushion cover.

Std. IX had also done some miniature period costumes from scrap bits of cloth, and these were carefully put up. Std. V contributed to our display with a

rag doll. Miss Muffett and her spider. Even Std. I showed off their art by having several pictures of chickens.

When we had finished arranging the many things, we had lunch. Then

people began arriving However, we had a good chance of seeing the other schools' displays close up before the room became too full. What a variety! Lushington had woodwork which included a guitar and the frame of a model plane. Blue Mountain had some beautiful oil paintings. Lawrence displayed plaster-of-paris sculptures and weaving. Nazareth had dressing table sets. Every school had something different and it was most interesting to wander around. At 4 o'clock the Inter-school debate started. The topic was "That the cost

of space exploration is justified." Speakers from Coonoor schools were for the proposition and those from Ooty schools against it. Both sides had good debaters and good arguments, but when the vote was taken, the majority agreed with the Ooty schools. Being an American. I am inclined to be for the proposition!

The afternoon was enjoyed by all and I would like to thank St George's for making it possible.

Elisabeth Strom - 14 years

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The Scripture Union Rally 1970 On May 30th this year most of the senior school went to Lawrence School,

Lovedale, for the Scripture Union Rally. There were a number of schools represented. Most of the schools participated in some form of music. The Lawrence School band played some hymns and other items. The chairman was a boy in Standard XI from Stanes School. He announced the items. First of all everybody participated by singing hymns and choruses. Then a student read the Scripture Union portion for the day. We were waiting in our seats for the junior quiz to be announced. Soon we heard it and shakily got up from our seats and made our way towards the front. Mr. Jacob asked us questions on the Daily Scripture Union portions which we had been working on. Most of the questions were easy, but we did not know a few of them. Finally the quiz was over, with Mountain Home in the lead. We had come third.

After the quiz, there was a tea break after which we went back into the chapel. When we had listened to a few items the senior quiz was announced. After some mix-up Lawrence and Hebron tied first. After the quiz was over and the trophies were awarded, Mr. McCleary gave a talk on how we are like fish who are easily tempted.

It was good fun and everyone seemed to enjoy it. It ended with a word of thanks from a Hebron girl, Rosemary Constable, and the Benediction. While everyone left the chapel the Lawrence band played. Rosemary Kennedy & Rebekka Strom Standard VIII

Fact

And

Faith

Films

Did man invent the bear-trap? This was a question asked in one of the films shown during the Coonoor Film Week. This film proved that many inventions of man had in fact been used by plants and animals long before man had thought of them. The Venus Fly Trap, for example, works in just the same way as a modern

bear-trap except that the Venus Fly Trap is even better because it knows the difference between an insect and a stick.

Another very interesting example given was the rattle snake. Nowadays scientists are experimenting with a way of seeing in the dark by means of spectacles which record ultra-violet rays. The rattle snake however has always been able to see in the dark by means of depressions below his eyes which record ultra-violet rays. T h e fi l m w h i c h s h o w e d t h e s e a n d o t h e r w o n d e r s o f n a t u r e s u c h a s t h e

rotating the" . chameleon " T h e P eyes r i o r Cof laim D r. M o o n and o f t hthe e Mdoor o o d y of I n sthe t i t u t trap-door e o f S c i espider n c e e nwas d s o fcalled f his film by saying that God who makes such wonderful creatures has a prior claim on us and that He bought us with a price - the blood of Jesus Christ. The second film was called â&#x20AC;˘' The Windows of the Soul and was about

ur senses and how they are joined to the brain. Dr. Moon told us that a human

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being hardly ever uses more than one-tenth of his brain during his lifetime. Did you know that all the telegraph and telephone messages sent throughout the world

in the last fifty years are fewer than the messages sent and received by one person's brain in one day? This was one of the facts mentioned in this film.

In this second film they showed that our senses are not really as reliable as we imagine. We were shown an experiment in which Dr. Moon wore special glasses to reverse his sight. At first he found great difficulty in getting around but after several weeks he found that he could get around quite well because his brain had adjusted his sight so that he thought the things were the right way up.

These " Fact and Faith " films were brought to Hebron on Monday, 6th April by Mr. Samuel Paul of Asian Screen. They were very colourful and interesting and it would be hard for anyone who had seen those films not to believe that there is a God.

Susan Grady \ Shelagh King > Standard IX

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Lushington â&#x20AC;&#x201D; Hebron Social The seventeenth of October, the senior boys came down and we had an informal social which went from 3-30 to 8 o'clock.

We started by having a delicious tea in the Staff and Nest dining rooms. Then we played two hockey matches on a hockey pitch which, because of the day's rain was very slushy. One mixed team of Elevens played the other, then our class was divided into two mixed teams, and enjoyed a good game of "water hockey". By this time everybody needed to wash and, as we all wanted to change for supper, we went down and dressed. After this we gathered in the hall for some enjoyable and even exciting games. The rain had spoilt all our hopes of having a cookout, but hot corn-on-the-cob and plenty of other scrumptious edibles were brought up to the hall for us. After

smearing ourselves with melted butter on the corn, and then taking the dirty dishes down to the kitchen, we assembled in the Staff Sitting room for coffee and cakes.

Here, we played two more highly amusing games and were really enjoying ourselves when our hostess gently hinted that it was time the bovs were leaving. Our evening ended with hearty waving and noisy "goodbyes" from both boys and girls who had thoroughly enjoyed the social. Ruth Barclay Francis North

Man

for

All

Seasons

The gold curtains were drawn, showing the first scene. It portrayed a room in Thomas More's home where More, played by Mr. Harris, sat talking to Richard Rich, played by Duane Schrag.

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The lighting of the riverside scenes where More met many people, was very effective. You could almost see the ripples on the water as the green lights flickered" The scenery for the Tower of London also seemed to portray the real place - dark and gloomy.

Throughout the whole play the true character of each actor was revealed ; Cromwell's sly avarice; More's uprightness and wit; Rich's weakness of character; the Duke of Norfolk's loyalty: Archbishop Cranmer's fear of death, Margaret's devotedness to her father; the common man's greed for bribes; and Roper's mis^ guided principles.

The play steadily rose to a fantastic climax. The lights went out, a drum could be heard beating steadily, then cymbals were clashed. There was a dead silence momentarily, until the executioner shouted, "Behold, the head of a traitor" and the curtains fell.

Rosemary Constable and Sandy Sinclair

A - Nonny - Mouse in Kotagiri I hadn't been disturbed for over a month, and so I was enjoying a quiet

evening rest in any little hole in Highfield, Kotagiri, when suddedly I heard the

queerest noise, as of thunder growing louder each minute, when suddenly it subsided

and in through the door walked an army of girls carrying cases and food. Out of the uproar I caught the words that a group of Hebronites were coming to spend the weekend camping at Highfield. I watched amazed as each girl chose a bunk as quickly as possible and then rushed off to eat. I followed behind discreetly, my whiskers shivering with excitement, and in a flat two minutes nineteen girls were seated in long rows with a tin mug and plate piled high with food. Next morning after having been rudely awakened through all the hours of night I heaved a huge sigh of relief when I found out the army would be away for a picnic the whole lunch time. As for travelling companions, they had the company of six Lushington boys. Plans were that the company should walk to the shola and picnic there by a stream.

By eventide I was well rested again when all of a sudden I smelt the queerest smell possible - it was fire. I bundled all my possessions together and raced outside where to my amazement I saw a big fire burning, with girls around it trying to cook some food. Coming closer I noticed it was all black and so turned away in disgust though the girls seemed to enjoy it.

All during Saturday and Sunday I listened to pleasant music. The girls were practising on their guitars and piano to sing in church on Sunday. Alas, when Sunday arrived, I listened astonished when I heard that the poor girls whom I was growing quite fond of had discovered that at the church there was only a wheezy old organ to play on. So I gathered the singing was a bit off, though the congrega tion enjoyed it I

By afternoon when I realised that the army was leaving camp, I was sad but brightened up when I heard the passing remarks that the girls hoped to come again. As I snuggle down tonight in my hole, I'll wonder why no one will be stamping around and making a noise through all hours of the night. Patsy Singh - 15 years

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Crusader Birthday Weekend On the 24th October seniors girls of Stanes, Mountain Home, St. Joseph's and Hebron were assembled on Hebron playground to celebrate the establishment of the Crusader Class here in Coonoor 23 years ago.

Various games were contributed by each school, in which every girl enthusiastically participated. We were delighted to learn a new game called

'â&#x20AC;˘Kickit" introduced by Mr. Wood of Lushingoon. The game is a mixture of Cricket and Football which gained much interest qnd attention. In the Hall some Hebron Crusaders acted various skits, after which we all

moved out on the playground again where a high tea was provided around a b o n fi r e .

The theme of our Crusader Birthday this year was " Communicating the Gospel ". During the epilogue, in the Hall, a candle was lighted by Miss Xavier. She lighted two other girls' candles by her candle and they lighted others till everyone was holding a lighted candle. The candles were then placed in a pyramid on the platform. This was to signify that one person passing on the Gospel light

will give light to others, and if all Christians do this the Gospel will be communi

cated throughout the world. Mrs. Wood, our guest speaker, gave us a very interesting talk by which we profited much. The Service, held on the Sunday evening, was used to tell others how Crusaders from Coonoor are communicating the Gospel. Some of those mentioned are working in Goodenough Island in New Guinea, Amman in Jordan, Taiwan, and Ecuador and others are students, teachers and mothers in India. Mr. Wood's sermon carried on the theme of " Witnessing " and we hope that all Crusaders will witness to Christ all over the world.

Doreen Boag - 16 years

Choir Festival At St. George's It's a bit wet, so there won't be any choir procession from the courtyard into the Chapel. It has started. For the first song the congregation is joining the choirs in singing "Blessed Assurance ".

Mrs. Phyllis Wright is now singing the Lord's Prayer and if she weren't singing you could hear a pin drop. Now the combined choirs again. They certainly are not lacking in volume. Miss Somerville from Lushington is much quieter The song she is singing is one of my favourites, " He was Despised ". That's a nice baritone voice that Col. Charles Wright has. He's singing " But the Lord is Mindful of His Own."

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This is the choirs' second last song, "Nothing is Impossible." Well, I'm convinced.

Now comes the message from the Rev. H. A. Huckett from Union Church, Coonoor, He is speaking about being confused. My, that's the shortest sermon I ever heard - just TEN minutes. That descant of " Abide with me " is beautful. The sopranos are singing it, as the congregation is singing the tune. Finally the tremendous " Hallelujah Chorus Some of the congregation find it hard trying to stay seated, Mr. Wood certainly has done a good job with those girls and boys. Anne Yendell - 15 years C L U B S

Stamp Club We have our stamp club every Wednesday at 4-30 p. m. We (Standard VII and VIII) gather in a group in Standard Fs classroom. There we sit on stools and sort, soak and swap our stamps. There are only about seven or eight of us. Some of us have very good collections. Some specialize in certain countries and others collect stamps from all countries of the world.

We work till 5-30 in the evening and then get ready to go to prep. Kerryn Spikin Graft

Club

Every Wednesday, after tea Standards VII and VIII have clubs. In Craft

club we make a variety of things. Some of us are making bell-bottoms, shortie

pyjamas, soft toys, dresses and wall hangings. The girl making the wall hanging has pressed some flowers and insects and has stuck them on to a piece of material. This

has made a very effective display. Several others are maliing soft toys out of brightly coloured felt.

We enjoy clubs very much and we are glad for the opportunity we have of making things. Kathleen Sanders

Pottering in the Garden This year has really been good fun, (at least every Wednesday) as we go to gardening club every week, and get a chance to potter around in the garden. We

all have our own separate plots where we try arranging and growing plants. When we aren't busy in our gardens we go bird-watching down to Sensation Point and

other well-known 'spots. I enjoy bird-watching too and hope to be in the club again next term. Jennifer Robertson

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ORIGINAL

CONTRIBUTIONS

Standard I Rhymes: Miss White had a fight in the middle of the night. Andrew Bennett - 5 years I have a suit in my boot. Joseph Daniel - 5 years The mouse has a good house Paul Jennings - 6 years T h e w h a l e w a g g e d h i s Ta i l R a c h e l D a v i e s - 5 y e a r s The fawn is on the lawn David Lloyd - 5 years The cock Stands on the Rok Joy Langton - 6 years This is the roket going to the moon the Booster is hearing the noise. Mark Aspinall - 5 years

this is a cave. An aeroplane is flying through the cave and a boy is in the tunnel

Lindsay Short ^ 5 years

We went to see the kitchen. Anthony is the cook. We saw the meat being weighed. Tracey Powell - 6 years We went to see the Kitchen, we saw meat hanging up we saw the fire and we saw the ovens and we saw eggs we saw Mrs. Pearson

Christian Kellenberger - 7 years

Hebron Day We have just had Fancy-dress I was a cowboy in it. Freddy was Mr. Plod the policeman he was going to put me in jael. he looked funny with his big blue bat on him Rachel my sister was Florence Nightingale. Keith was the cow with

the crumpled horn he gave me some milk.

Duncan Vincent - 7 years On Friday it was fancy it was Hebrons birthday. We flowers on and the boys had and all along the table were

dress and I was a robot, we had fancy dress because had decorating on the tables all the girls tables had Noahs ark. at the bottom of the table was Noah's ark the animals which were going two by two into the ark

they were toy animals and when we finished supper we got a lollipop and a roll of peppermits. Sharon Bevan got a roset so did Sharon Rinehart. Sharon Bevan was

a back-to front man and Sharon Rinehart was a granny. Naomie and Mark wone a roset they were A-spin-all they looked nice. Sunshines cake had a tree on it the tree had sweets on for the fruit.

Grace John - 7 years

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The August Holidays Mummy and Daddy said that they would take Sally Rachel and me to the sea

at night and have a picnic and maybe a paddle. In the holidays I would like to go to ponemoedy. In the hols aunty barbra welsh is going to teach Rachel and I how

to swim. As soon as I get home I'm going to get in the dressing-up box and make it all messie. At the sea I'm going to collect all the shells I find, at home when I have a hair wash I'm going to ask mummy to put a bun in my hair or some curlers

in. At home I'm going to run around all bare footed. At home I'm going to practice reading so that I'll be a good reader. Cathryn Davies - 7 years

I will see the two budges we have. We will feed the budges. And I will play with my toys. And we might go to montebin. And we might put up the swimming pool and we might go swimming in it. And if we still have the plastice

frog we may take it in the swimming pool with us. And if we still have the plastice ball we might take it in the swimming pool too.

Sharon Davies - 7 years

In the August holidays I am goind riding every morning and after-noon unless we go some where elss. And on August the lOth we are going to the Dentist and after that we are going to see the horses at the hunt at Ooty because we have not seen those horses for ages, and some times I might site down and read a book. And some times I shall do some Better English because I have a Better English book at home. And some times we might go to the dam to see that again and at the dam there is a man who being there for 70 years and he being there on his own for 30 years so we would like to go and see him. And I would like to go to the jungle to see if we can see some animals but we would have to be care full not to get biten. I am looking ford to next term because I will be in standard three and Robbie will be coming to school with us. And some times I shall go fishing with Mummy and Daddy and Susan and Robbie at a river. Fiona Wood - 7 years In the August holidays I am going to have a picnic and I am going to go to Singara stream. And I am going to see Marouns Rock it is very steep and it is very hard to climb but I can get up and so can Andrew and Naomi. I am going to

have a frinj in the August holidays. Daddy is coming late in the August holidays.

And in the August holidays I am going to learn how to swim in the big pool and so is Andrew, daddy is going to teach us if he dosn't forget his swimming soot. Alison Bennett - 6 years

In the August holidays I am going to make a plane out of my plane set then

I will play with it. I am going to play with Bessie our dog I am going to play cars with my sister if she wants to play with me. I am going to make roads out of bricks then I am going to play cars on them and make houses out of bricks and right a letter to my friends and right to my cousins in New Zealand and buy things

to and play on the bicycle and visit people to and coulor pictures and make birthday cards.

Keith Liddle - 7 years

We w e n t t o t h e m u s e u m i n t h e z o o . A n d w e s a w s o m e i d o l s . A n d i n t h e

zoo we saw lots of snakes in big cages and we saw the King cobra. And Daddy took us for three swims two at a cotton factory and it had two swimming pools one was

for people who could not swim and it was round and small and in the middle of it there is a fountain. And there was a big pool for people who can swim and there is a slide to slide down to the big pool. I rode my brothers bike it was a two wheeler bike.

Kathryn Adams - 8 years

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Down in My Garden Down in my garden at night,

1 can see a wonderful sight. A brownie and wife,

They come with a huge cutting scythe.

As they hack away at my weeds The wind comes and rustles all the dead leaves.

Then they see me.

And down the path they flee.

Sharon Bevan - 8 years

The Purple Eyed Witches I dare not go near the drains and ditches For fear of the purple eyed witches. They have big tall black hats And they adore hats. For humans they set traps

Watched by black cats.

So I dare not go near the drains and the ditches For fear of the purple eyed witches. Hazel Cochrane - 8 years At

Lawrence

When I went to Lawrence School I went to the dorm and I saw Dominic's bed. Once when we went there Mummy bathed him and I think it is quite funny to do that because he does not dry his hair properly. Once when we went there it was raining very heavily and we had to go

quickly home. Once when we went there it was nice and very sunny. One day we went to see the sports and it was very, very, very, very cold and it was spitting and we had jumpers and it still was very cold and then after they had finished Mummy and Daddy went and had coffee and then we went to a big hall where we had some things to eat. We were all shivering even Mummy and Daddy like anything. People got prizes for coming first in races and poor Dominic's House lost. Only two houses got silver cups and that was very sad. Then we went home and snuggled into bed and were soon fast asleep. Next day we went to school and it was very nice to go to school and was very nice to be home again too. Next week Dominic is coming home and that is nice too.

The

Water

Poured

Tara Thyagarajan - 8 years Out!

Once upon a time there was a silly little girl and hoy. Their real names were Jonathan and Josephine, but they were both always opposite. If one wanted to play in the paddling pool the other wanted to read 1 Josephine thought Jonathan so silly, and Jonathan thought the world of Josephine! Now one day the sun was shining and the children's mummy said "No playing in the pool today because that is all the water we have in the whole town 1" But for once the children disobeyed.

They poured the water out. Now wasn't that naughty of them? Well the next day it poured and poured but they were not allowed out of their bed-rooms all day! Karen Ironside - 8 years

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Hunting A Tiger I was in Africa with some friendly Africans I was told there was a man-eating tiger around I asked them "Where abouts?"

They said "In the jungle."

I asked them when it was seen

They said "At night" I felt a shiver go down my back They said "Will you come?" I said "Come where?"

They said "To hunt it" I thought and thought. I said after a time I said "O.K. O.K."

That night we went, Me carrying a thick rope. Me with a restless mind, Me with a heart beating fast At last we came to a very tall tree.

It had a platform somewhere at the top. I got to the top at last I and the others soon saw a pair of eyes A pair of greeny eyes BANG

BANG

FLOP

Everything happened at once. I got down the tree. I felt all a-tremble.

I had to tie a rope round something furry Then with the help of others I pulled. I got back to the village at five a. m. And I went straight to bed. Katherine Burn - 9 years

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Catriona Cutting - 6 years

Mr. and Mrs. Buckwalter talked through a microphone in assembly and they

pretended they were at the radio studio. Christine North - 6 years

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An Adventure

This is an adventure and it isn't true, and I will start on the next line.

Once upon a time there was a pixie and he had three servants. The pixie was a kind

old fellow not even rich or poor but one day one of the bad servants saw the pixie counting out his money. They hid somewhere in the room until all of a sudden the

door opened with a crack and the pixie came out. Ninety-nine pieces of gold and

one hundred pieces of silver said the pixie with a sigh and went to have his lunch.

When he was gone the servants who had been hiding went out from their hiding place and quietly they slipped through into the pixies room and got the bags of gold

and silver and crept to their underground cave. At last they got there and danced for joy. No one will find us here. Then it was about time to go so they went back to the pixie and the pixie said, "where have you been?" They had to tell the whole

story and he was cross and told them to bring his bag of silver and gold money. So, sadly they walked back. When they got back to the pixie's house the pixie took the silver and gold from them and put it in the bags.

Judith Worrall-9 years All

About

I have brown eyes, I never disguise. I have black hair. Bur I am not a mare. I am an Indian.

But not a midian.

I've got a Dad But I am not mad.

Nadeera Moosakutty - 9 years

If I Had Wings If I had wings I would spar over the tree-tops up into the sky. I would swoop down and suddenly soar up again. Flying high up in the air, higher than an aeroplane, higher than the highest clouds, I would look down

Down below me was a village, its name was Pinkydoodle. It was only a

small village, but everybody for 1,000 miles in every direction knew about it. The

reason was that all the people and animals and all the various things in that village were. PINK 1 Even the sky and the clouds over it were pink, the sky being lighter

than the clouds. Even the light was a queer, yellowish sort of pink. No wonder everyone knew about it. The most famous king in all the world. King Goldenheart, knew about it, and once he had sent his counsellor to investigate the truth of the rumour which had reached him, 1,001 miles away ! He certainly believed it when

after 2 years, when he had almost given up hope, the counsellor was brought to the palace on a stretcher looking a peculiar pinkish colour. He was amazed, and sent for his chief doctor. After a while the doctor came out of the room and said that it was pink jaundice!

Anyway, as I looked down on Pinkydoodle, I decided to go down and land on the ground near the village. I did so, and found that even 2 miles away from the village the grass was a greeny-pink. I walked into the village and looked

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around. Everything really was pink! I walked over to a pink woman. " How do you do ?" I said, trying to be friendly. " Pink-a-boo!" said the woman in a screechy voice. I was amazed. So they even talked about pink! No wonder

King Goldenbeart's counsellor bad pink jaundice ! I rose gracefully into the sky.

and shot off playing catch as catch can with the wind, bound for nowhere.

Ardis Butterfield - 9 years

Poor Pussy I'm a sad pussy, very sad indeed. No one I'm to please. Running down the street

Looking here and there, seeing big

And noisy cars, and factories everywhere. People hate me, with my shaggy fur. Me, I don't have a home. My fur keeps me warm, My very shaggy fur.

I wish I was never born.

Suseela Pullen - 9 years

Suppose Supposing a dragon gobbled me up. And with me he ate my darling pup ! So puppy and I a-walking we went In the dragon's inside - all crooked and bent; But suddenly, a crash of thunder that Shook the dragon and all its plunder And made the dragon smaller than a thread And a palace stood there in its stead ! Outside the palace were trees of milk and honey And those indeed made it look extremely funny.

And I ate from a silver plate And I ate and I ate and I ate.

Puppy chewed his favourite bone while I sat sucking sweet honeycomb While the palace's bees They buzzed in the trees.

But one naughty bee stung puppy on the nose! Oh! suppose and suppose and suppose I

Rae Langton - 9 years M o n s o o n

" Boom! Boom !" The torrents of rain flood the land. Lightning flashes across the black, angry sky like a vicious dragon spitting at us. His fiery tongue darts around the sky lighting up the land. Blood and water pours out of his eyes and the rivers overflow and flood the earth. He swallows up houses and knocks down trees with his sword-like tail. His monstrous, spiny arched back rises high up and then floats lower. He becomes so low and heavy that he has to let out his

water. He spits out on to the earth and soon he is empty. He rises high up on a

cloud and breathes heavily down on us. He blows trees down and roofs are lifted up and blown out into space. People shiver in their beds and cry out aloud, " Oh,

my poor house. The roof has come off. What shall I do ?" When the fierce

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monster gave his last blow he swooped down and crashed against a rock. This

made him so angry that he spat through the air and flapped his bright fiery tongueThen another monster, who although very kind was also very extravagant, came floating through the air and chased the ugly, evil monster away. Then the extravagant monster came back again and made our world beautiful. The pastures

were lovely and green. The leaves soon grew on the trees. The houses were

repaired and still looked as good as new. The sky was bright blue without a cloud

to be seen. The sun shone brightly around. Although the evil monster does harm

when he's around, after he has left, the world is lovely and green instead of being brown and scorched

Margaret Smith - 10 years

Robbery The broken lock; Some silent footsteps. Up some stairs, A clatter of a gun falling; A shadow hiding Some jewellery being taken, A faint dog bark, A man runs

Down a passage; Out to the street;

Creeping down the alley ....

Quick footsteps coming! A gun pokes out! But - too late, he's caught 111 A policeman comes, An angry scream is heard. Off to the station.

Rebecca Hamilton - 10 years

To o M a n y C o o k s S p o i l t h e B r o t h One day a patient came into a hospital needing treatment very badly. Since he was a very famous person about ten nurses wanted to treat him. One of the nurses gave him a dose of medicine and all the other nurses not knowing gave him the same medicine at different times of the day. The patient soon died because of the overdose of medicine. After that the nurses had learnt their lesson and

never had more than one or two serving a patient at a time, no matter how important he was! Judith Davies - 10 years

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If I Had Wings If I had wings I would sing All through the night, When the stars are bright And would fly by the light of the moon. And on ocean blue Where the breeze is cool

I would fly over to fairyland. I would play and fly, like a fairy I would fly. fly. fly all night like the fairies. And butterflies so elegant. And elephants so big Would come and admire my wings

All through the day and all through the night. Caroline Lawrance - 11 years

Te a - B u s h

Te l l s

Its

Ta l e

Down in the valley under the shade of the Great Rock, a small plantation of

green tea bushes grew. In the midst of them you see one that was outstanding among all others. I don't like to boast but I must admit, from what my mother told me when she dropped me to the ground in my brown, hard shell, that I am the best, biggest and certainly the greenest tea bush that ever grew.

As soon as I poked my first green shoot from under the ground I knew I was

going to enjoy it under the shade of the Great Rock. I made friends with the other

green shoots and we played together. Of course we only played at night when no one was around and we could jump out of the ground and play. I liked the cool season best of all because I cbuld rest in the cool. In other seasons - for instance the monsoon â&#x20AC;&#x201D; it was too wet to do anything and anyway I got drenched to my wet

test point when it rained and the fog was the most awful thing on earth. Now take the dry season, vI, just stand in the sun and get scorched and often enough my

leaves go completely"^rown which is a pity because I feel downcast when I look at them beside my lovely green ones. I like the time of the day when the men

come to water us best because the cool spray gives a lovely feeling. One sad

morning of which I had been warned the tea-pickers came and plucked all my t e n d e r b e a u t i f u l l e a v e s o ff a n d t o o k t h e m a w a y t o b e c r u s h e d f o r t e a . I n s o m e

ways I was proud but I felt so miserable with no leaves on. But to my surprise when the lovely cool season came on my leaves came on

again! I looked so nice! I felt so nice ! Just then Mr. Cantana the owner came. I ran to hug him. He stood with his mouth open. I had forgotten that a human being had never seen such a thing before. Mr. Cantana stumbled off mumbling something about "newspapers" and "reporters". Next day he came with a news paper and he said, "Well, well, well! To think a bush would bring a fortune."

From then on Mr. Cantana was rich and our little tea plantation grew much bigger.

Now, if you want to see the best, biggest and of course the greenest tea plantation in all the world go under the Great Rock and there you'll see it. Merilyn Brieseman - 10 years

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The Happy Forest In the forest ran with pride The unicorn as white as snow.

Light were his feet upon the leaves so dry. The wind was blowing softly as the moon shone down. Singing was the brook as she safely ran by; Sweet was the singing of the birds so high. Wild were the horses galloping by. Golden were they, like the stars in the sky.

Heavy were their feet upon the ground so high Playing by the streams are the foals so gay. Up and down the tree trunks. Briskly play the squirrels, Cracking nuts, making nests For their little winter rest.

Swinging from the branches high Are the monkeys scampering by. Having fun with one another As they swing so far and wide. Then the night comes. All falls dark, Everything except the stream is quiet in rest, And the wind is rustling through the leaves. In the forest is happiness. Janet Wilson - 11 years

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Elke Timm - 7 years We hard a record, it was about the doctor and the monkey. It was a story on a record

Daniel Mullins - 6 years

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39'

F R O M T H E S TA N D A R D V I I J O U R N A L About

1. We are seventeen girls in the class. The youngest is eleven and the oldest is thirteen. 2. Countries which we come from :

There are nine girls from England, three from Australia, one from Scotland, one from New Zealand, one from Germany and two from America. 3. Where we were born;

Four girls were born in England, ten in India, one in America, one in New Zealand and one in Singapore. 4. Our ambitions:

Four girls want to be nurses, three are undecided, one an archeologist, t w o a i r h o s t e s s e s , t h r e e t e a c h e r s , o n e R . S . P. C . A . a n d h o r s e

woman, one secretary, one housewife, and one book illustrator. Our

Earliest

Memories

My sister and I used to play with our cats called Skinnima and Fatima in the

soot!! Mum used to find us like little black chimney-sweep boys and we were pitch black all over from playing in the soot at the back yard. Another thing which I

did was quite dangerous. The electrician came to pay a call, for our record-player was broken. Mum had just poured out a hot cup of tea without any milk when he came. I was on Mum's chair and our ayah was changing sister's nappy. Mum went away to see the electrician. I took the cup of tea and swallowed some tea or rather spat it out and it ran down my chest and burnt me. Mum quickly fetched the doctor and then I was right. Now I still have that mark. Margaret Lawrance

It was my turn to get on our pony called Tessa, a very lively silver pony. I happily got on and started twiddling about with my cap which was too loose.

I got so intrigued in trying to make it smaller that I slipped and fell but my leg was still caught in the stirrup. The horse was now at a canter and I was dragging behind it. My leg soon got free, but alas, I was bruised all over but my, wasn't it fun!

Diane Craig-Jones One of my earliest memories happened when I was of our back steps sat our cook. 1 came up behind him and him on the head. He thought that I couldn't hit very hard he said,' Yes, missy." Clonk! I hit him with a stick or wan't very heavy but it had its effect! A few years later bang, but of an illness.

two years old. On one asked him if I could hit with my bare hands so something like that. It he died. Not from the Jane Crossley

It was one day in my home country, England, when I was only a small girl. I was to have my first hair cut. So I went to the hair dressers which was in a huge shop. For the little children rocking animals were made. But as soon as my

mother put me on, I jumped off straight away and ran and ran all over the shop laughing and giggling. I ended up with all the shopkeepers chasing me, but it wasn't very funny after all, as you know what happened (a spank!!!)

Dorothy Sevan

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Poems

A Picture of Galloping Horses. On the picture is a cliff Where the sand is sliding down the edges.

And the grass is swaying to and fro. It makes me feel as if the wind is twirling and whirling around me. And I'm just getting cooler and cooler. The white surf of the sea is bouncing up

And the water is pale blue as it comes towards the shore.

Far off, the sea is a bluish green. But the water in the shallow part

Is purer than the purest blue sky. The horses are galloping over the different shades of patches of grass. They are a beige colour.

But the sun shines on the coats and makes it look a wonderful colour. Their tails are swishing from side to side. And the whole picture puts a longing in my heart To be there and gallop over that shaded grass.

Brenda Spikin

There was an old school called Hebron

Whose girls always had to wear ribbons. And if they did not,

The staff would get hot.

Which frightened the poor girls of Hebron.

Caroline Hughes

Our Holidays BORNEO â&#x20AC;&#x201D; A Visit to a Longhouse.

It was an early Monday morning and my mother and I went to the wharf We went on the boat called the "Sadong Express". We started on our way. The ride took about 2 hours then we reached Sinunjan, a tiny town on the river. A big crowd of Ibans (who are the natives of Sarawak) gathered near our boat. We were

very tired after our long ride and didn't feel like going on another ride too soon, so we went to a hotel and rested for about an hour, and then had our lunch. We then

had to leave for the longhouse. When we were about halfway it started pouring with rain. Soon we reached the longhouse and to get out of the boat we had to

walk up a log. It was very slippery and I slipped right into the mud and sank down and stopped roundabout my waist. I was pulled out by my mother and a few Ibans but my slippers were still stuck firmly down. My mother wanted to just leave the

slippers there but one of the Ibans jumped into the hole and retrieved them. By

that time it was supper time and we had it, then got into bed, which was in one of the longhouses.

Shirin Fozdar

Eaiing a Peppermint It was emulsion-white and very bright for such a dull day ; the shape of a

sixpence but a little larger. As I put the sweet into my mouth, a waterfall of saliva rushed in to seize and dissolve it. Ihe sweet tasted a trifle bitter and hot but with a flow of sweetness; it reminded me of "sweet and sour pork". As I pushed it

with my tongue, it felt rough, not unlike the bark of a tree, and slid around my

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mouth like a professional skater on her favourite rink. It then faltered and kept getting in the way of my tongue and I found I could hardly talk. It harshly clicked against my molars and just about cracked up leaving it rather ugly and shapeless. I opened my mouth to breathe and it felt as if a breeze had sprung up, from nowhere. I then felt cool and refreshed.

Jennifer Robertson - 12 years A Little Ball of Fluff

A little ball of fluff he is, W i t h d a r k a n d s i l k y f u r.

A playful menace, running wild, With mischief in his eye. A quiet, mewing animal; A gentle, purring beast; A mischievous enemy, prowling For anything to eat. Ruth Mullins - 12 years

My Favourite Things These 1 have loved: To look at the sun as it sets,

Glowing in all its pride; To h e a r t h e r a i n

Talking to me in simple pattering language; To smell the fresh smell

Of the rain when gone; Then to go to a lakeside

Where swans glide along, proudly Looking at their own reflection beaming up at them. To l o o k a t t h e d a f f o d i l s

Nodding their heads in agreement that the swans were beautiful. To see the trees

Clothed in a beautiful coat of snow, Glistening in the sun.

To smell the sausages

As they whisper to each other, Grumbling about the heat. I like the noise of the pressure cooker After the top has been released. It seems as though it has been holding its breath And now just let it out. Ruth Robertson - 12 years F i r e w o r k s

Sparks fly everywhere like a constellation of shooting stars, falling like a

waterfall into the mighty ocean. Colours of the rainbow come from different

directions to congregate together as bangers are thrown into the great blazing furnace of the night. Spots of emerald green and heliotrope and primrose yellow appear in the midst of the blazing fiery furnace.

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Bang ! Bang ! Bang! What a salvo ! Those must be the bangers on the

furnace talking in rather loud gruff voices to each other. They are saying how delightful the different colours look, all mingled together like a rainbow. Every

pinch of air you breathe and all the air around is smoke-laden, stinging your throat and eyes.

Now the rockets shoot up like fountains of rainbow-coloured water into the dark, dismal sky. making parts of the sky glad as well, and then come down far away, dead. The others will explode very soon now and will after a while find themselves dead beside their companions. Now the catherine-wheels are tossing and turning on the ground and people

are kicking them, so that the sparks fly here and there, making a spiral pattern in the air and falling again. The fountains take their turn and now all the sparks are flying in a great cloud to the sky, but not one reaches it. They all fall again and die.

The fire is smoking and now and then there is a flash of bright yellow or green, but it also is nearly dead. The candles are all out and once more everything is dreary and dismal as it was before the fun of the evening. Nothing is left except the ashes of the fire and the smoke-laden air filled with the tang of the fireworks. Ruth Hay - 12 years

The

Wind

As I returned outside, the wind took the door from my hand and banged it shut behind me. I stood there - the wind blew up my skirt, filling it like a balloon and then, suddenly, there was a lull and I could hear the birds twittering and the crows cawing, as if it was an ordinary day. The sand blew in my face and stung my eyes so I turned around, but that was even worse, for now I had my hair to fight with; the wind made a parting at the back and now my hair was streaming out on either side of my face. I decided to brave the sand rather than my hair, so I turned round again. The first things in stately succession, ground The dark grey were brave enough to

I noticed were the trees; as the wind blew they would bow or make a graceful, sweeping bow - almost touching the clouds scudded across the angry sky and the birds which venture out were immediately blown sideways or backwards.

The wind whistled as it tossed the leaves about in a mad dance only to let them fall on to the ground where they joined the twigs which were before them.

As I stepped forward the dry leaves crackled and the twigs snapped underneath me.

Many trees were broken half-way down One had a lone branch which stood stark and silhouetted against the sky, while the rest of the tree hung motionless, dead, defeated, forlorn and helpless. The noise reminded me of the seaside which I had loved so much - especially when the wind was in a temper and came running up to me, catching me off my

guard, and throwing me, practically helpless, to the ground. My blood tingled. As the wind whistled through the telegraph wires my childhood came back to me and I remembered how as a girl of eight I had lain in bed and listened to the same sound, trying to make a pattern out of the leaves and twigs which lay on the skylight.

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Half of our much prized chrysanthemums had been snapped, or pulled up by

roots; the rest of our garden was in utter chaos, absolutely littered with rubbish

Uur one and only mango tree, which was two years old, had precisely one leaf lert on it.

When I got back into the house, my hands, fingers, nose, legs and ears

tingled with the warmth after such an exhilarating walk and I went to bed that

night with the wind howling in my ear; but it could not reach me, for all its desire.

When I woke up at about twelve, the wind had died down to a soft, lullaby murmur, which soon put me to sleep again. Rachel Le Sueur - 12 years

Through The Bars " Mummy," said the baby chimpanzee, " what is that funny object staring at us through the bars?"

" Hush dear," the mother chimpanzee replied. " If you go on talking he may attack us."

'* Oh mama, what does attack mean?"

Mother desperately tried to think of something to say which would keep the stupid creature quiet. " Oooh, Mum," squealed the little one, whose name was Toto.

Judy the mother was frantic. " Hush, hush, my little one," she whispered

into Toto's fragile pink ear. " If you talk he may jump at you !"

Toto reacted at once. He evidently knew what "jump" meant. He screamed a little piercing scream and clung tightly to his precious mother. At once the massive lion outside gave a tremendous roar. He jumped up at the cage bars. Judy did a tremendous leap and reached the tree in the centre of the cage. Toto was clinging on to his mama's fur, screaming hysterically. The lion continued to roar viciously, snapping and snarling at the bars. Judy's heart was in her mouth.

" Hush, hush," she said to Toto, who was weeping bitterly, You're safe up here." But the tears still streamed down his tiny nose, plopping on to the ground. Suddenly a loud bang was heard. " Eeeeeeeeeek, Oooooohh!" screamed

Toto. Judy began to cry. The huge lion gave a roar and fell silent, dead, the blood streaming from the awful bullet wound " Mum, what's happened to that object ? " " Oh, sweetheart," wept Judy, " it's all over with now. Go to sleep," She then began to sing a sweet lullaby, gently rocking the tiny chimp. Soon

ail was quiet again. Baby was asleep. The owl hooted while the tiny tweety birds stopped chirruping, fluffed up their feathers, and went to sleep. Judy's head collapsed on to Toto's shoulder, and she too quietly dropped off to sleep. Rachel Snell -12 years

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That

Moment!

A gusty sigh escaped from my mouth as I wondered why the instrument

in the box I was holding would not co-operate more than it had been doing. It was

a piccolo, which I had received from my parents as a Christmas present. In the Christmas holidays I had tried in vain to produce a sound from it, and now it was

my second music lesson at school. My music teacher had produced a fine note from it on his first attempt, but try as I did, I couldn't. But that was last week

and today in my lesson there Was a new hope that I might produce a sound.

I entered the recreation room and found my music teacher waiting for me.

He took my piccolo, explained the position and blew the note G. I took the piccolo from him, placed my fingers in the right places, put it to my lips and blew. Nothing happened. I blew again and again but I failed to produce a sound. I

decided to try once more. With my fingers in the right place and my lips in the right shape I blew once more.

Then it came, softly at first but gradually increasing in volume until it was as

loud as my piccolo would play. I hung on to that note until my breath ran out. My teacher was delighted and told me to try again. So I did, but this time no sound came.

I Was allowed to go after that. 1 left walking on air because I had played

the note G once. That moment had given me a new hope that someday I might be a good flutist. Kathryn Appleby - 13 years The

Stream

It was a rushing mountain stream that roared and tumbled its way down the rocky hillside into the valley. I often used to stop and look into its cool, green depths, wondering what was hidden there It danced over the same pebbles year in and year out until they were all smoothly rounded into pearl-like globes. It was as clear as a glass of drinking water - not at all like one of the slow, green, slushy canals you find in the East.

Often I used to lie on the large rock over-hanging it, where it emerged from

the cave and gaze into the cool, green depths. In this quieter part of the stream there were tiny fish - all colo'urs of the rainbow. They darted quickly here and there, and though I tried many times, I found it impossible to keep track of the tiny darts of quick-silver. Often, too, I used to swim in this quieter pool - seeking coolness in the

silvery water, for the days were often hot. The only thing about this was, I never wanted to get out and go back to the heat and work of the ordinary day. Once I came down to my stream at night. It so happened that it was full moon that night and so, as I came through the trees, the reflection of the moon on the water blinded me momentarily. The big rock standing in the shadow seemed to be a background to the beautiful scene. The rushing of tlie waves seemed to grow softer as I looked into the pool to notice - no fish. But of course, I was the one

in the wrong place - they were all asleep. Then I looked up at the moon, beaming, down upon the earth, as, half asleep and half busily awake, it sped on.

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I turned towards home - a picture of the clear, cool waves in my mind, wishing that I were an artist so that I could paint this beauty - for it is so much harder to paint with words. Kathleen Taylor - 14 years

Through an Artist's Eye. A critical eye rested on the angle at which the board and paper were set on the stand. A few touches with his light fingers and it was at the right angle. I watched carefully. His fingers gripped the brush and dipped it in a beaker of water on his right side. Then he mixed a fragment of white and purple with the blue paint on his palette and with strong, even strokes the beautiful sky that was before him took its image on the paper. The cloud formation was swiftly done with light strokes, using white paint.

The field, heavy with golden corn, swayed before the pair of deep blue eyes that took in everything on which they rested. Greedily they feasted on the

fascinating sight before them, then poured out everything they had seen through those extraordinary, wonderful fingers. Each stem, leaf and head of every plant was carefully put on to the paper. Fresh inspiration flowed through the brush as each stroke was completed. It was incredible how that scene could still remain so perfect and exact on a piece of white paper. Yet, there it was - almost a photograph. As I looked at it, wonder struck, I thought that nothing more beautiful or perfect had ever been created by man.

The artist looked from the landcape before him to his paper and back again. Then, like a flash of lightning, his hands darted to his work and crumpled it into a little ball. He took a fresh piece of paper and started all over again. For several minutes I stood staring unbelievingly at the screwed-up little ball on the ground. That magnificent work of art meant nothing to the artist. Kelly Bennett - 14 years

Harvest

Storm

The air was heavy and silent. Trees stood in tall, dark masses on the horizon outlined by the clear, blue sky. The golden sun looked beautiful in the sunlight. Suddenly dark, menacing clouds rolled in from the east. The blue sky clouded and the sun disappeared, a strip of lightning lashed through the clouds, and

far away thunder rumbled. Then the heavy peace was shattered. Driving rain heat down the golden corn. The wind moaned and tugged at the trees till with one last agonising cry they thundered down into the crushed wheat.

Next morning the farmer stood looking down at his corn for a long time. He picked pieces up and they lay limp in his fingers. Slowly he walked into the . farmhouse, his broad shoulders stooped. He sat at his desk all that day, his mind blank with despair. Lois Snell - 14 years

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We were asked by the Coonoor Muaicipal Council to provide an article for a Coonoor Centenary brochure. Here is an extract from what was submitted: Our institution commands many beautiful views, especially to the West where we see the rolling hills encircling emerald tea and chalk - white or creamy

buildings. Cool air stimulates the appetite and improves the health, and our bracing climate gives a beat to the heart, a throb to the pulse, and uplift to the brain. We awaken fresh every morning to the cold water, which improves our

complexions, and sets the blood coursing cleanly through our veins* The sunrises and sunsets in Coonoor are really beautiful, with the tall

eucalyptus trees silhouetted against the sky and clouds like silver galleons moored in a blood red sea Moonlight walks are also long-to-be-remembered occasions for Hebron seniors. As the moon sails across the sky, it makes the tea leaves shimmer

with silver. The woods are lit by fireflies and even luminous fungi. One can look down from the hills to the plains and to the lights of Coimbatore and Mettupalayam. Standard X

Poltergeists

Cycling from our home town to London is no short road and I knew I would

have to stop for the night somewhere. I decided on a small farm cottage.

The door was opened by a plump, kindly-faced woman who invited me in to a cosy sitting room. After a delicious supper by the fire I was shown to my room. It was a bare room with a large bed and wash stand with a mirrOr above it. I was

exhausted after my cycle ride and flopped into had but even so something about

the place stopped me from going to sleep. There was no electricity and I had not been given a candle. Everything was pitch black.

After about half an hour, which seemed like four hours, the tap suddenly

started dripping. I glanced over there quickly and what I saw made me shudder

with fear. I gingerly looked again to make sure that I had seen right. Yes, I had. In the mirror was the reflection of a pair of eyes and two cruel-looking fangs. I

quickly glanced round the room but could see nothing to cause the reflection. I lay there petrified, not daring to breathe. Then suddenly the tap stopped dripping, there was a queer groan and whimper and the face faded away from view. I was giving a deep sigh of relief when suddenly ... crash I The mirror fell and broke into millions of pieces on the floor. I sat up quickly and then lay back and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning I thought it had just been a bad dream but the mirror was smashed on the floor and there was a small pool of water in the basin. Ruth Lewis - 13 years

In Q^uiet Repose The world goes on but nature can rest and the cares, troubles, blisses and hopes of this world seem to be all one to her, A little stream tinkled through the meadow. It was a playful stream, hut

moody, with spurts of activity and bouts of laziness. In its shallow depths stickle

backs and other nymphs of movement swam, darting through the water, one minute

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under a stone, and the next minute through a mysterious green forest of water weed. It was a forest overflowing with life and mystery, complex but wonderful.

Little water boatrnen who seemed all oars and no boat, skimmed across rippling pools. They were little black creatures with inquisitive minds who darted here and

there - the policemen of this little concentrated world. Meanwhile weeping willows

and other companions looked tenderly and compassionately on at this buzz of life.

This stream was a life in itself, with its police, business men and buildings.

Coming down to meet the stream was a bank, asleep and dreaming of different times. It could feel newly cut stones in its back, and the weight of thousands of

marching men, with their helmets and shields. They had war cries in foreign tongues on their lips, and marched on and on through the English countryside. The bank awoke, the Romans had gone, it had stones polished with the years and covered

with grass on its back, and all it sensed was blissful warmth, clear sky and a sleepy stillness.

Beyond lay acres of golden corn, blindingly bright with the extra touch of

sunlight on them. Here and there a green field lay unconquered, innocent and undisturbed.

Margaret Duncumb - 15 years

W h y Wo m e n G o t t h e Vo t e â&#x20AC;˘ My mother was out and Dad was left to the mercies of two toddlers. His

simple task was to dress my sister and me for a wedding Our clothes had been laid

out neatly on the bed so there should have been no problem - but my father is unique.

First of all he put my elder sister's clothes on me and then made a wild rush for the bathroom scales to see how much weight I had lost In his mind I was not

perfectly healthy, until he saw my sister in her dress looking like a caterpillar ready to shed its skin. By the time the clothes were on their rightful owners they looked as if they had been through a mangle backwards.

Mum, waiting outside the church after everyone else had gone in, saw a distraught father hurrying in two small girls. Their dresses were on back-to-front. Heather Brambleby - 15 years

Not Again The resounding crash of a door brought us all to our senses. Dad has an

uncanny knack of misplacing his keys or putting them away so safely that he forgets the special seclusive concealment. This was one of those occasions. Although it was winter the house had a premature, thorough, spring-cleaning Dust particles and crumbs floated through the air as carpets were moved from their snug positions. Drawers banged, and cupboard doors flew open as the search took place. Shirts and suits emerged rapidly in the hope of discovery. A smile spread over his

embarrassed face as he placed his glasses on his nose. Well! Glasses cases are an

exceptionally good hiding-place. Doreen Boag - 16 years

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Eo?raX T.?s IS rolls with dogs lounging on them. The house reeks of newly-painted trunks and a

familiar sight is Dad squatting with a can of paint dangerously near his foot, painstSgly tracing out initials. The last day, and the frantic hunt for trunk keys, bottles and plastic bags for tuck, begins. Bathes in the sea are taken for the last time and finally the jeep leaves, loaded to breaking point amid a cacophany of shattered farewells, howls from the dogs and the everlasting argument as to who has the

most

tuck.

A Spell of Hot Weather

It was two a. m., a cold breeze was blowing and people all over England pulled their blankets tighter around them. Suddenly, at 2-30 a. m. the temperature

changed; dreams were interrupted; blankets were unconsciously thrown off; deep

sighs were heaved; children muttered; housewives turned; grandfathers tossed.

The country was in a state of unhappy delirium. No one liked the heat but the day had to continue.

Fathers and workmen got up in a state of moody tempers, brooding over their newspapers and scowling about nothing at the breakfast table. Weary housewives wiped their perspiring foreheads and toiled unceasingly in the over heated kitchens. How they hated the heat - but still life continued !

Bawling, screaming, irritable, heat-scorched babies kept up an incessant cry

of protest against the hated heat. Their clothes stuck to them and their toys grew slimy and slippery from the grip of their sticky, sweating fists. Yet they received no sympathy, and so cried the louder and the longer.

The teacher's voice trailed on monotonously; someone yawned;_ another

slept and dreamt of ice-cream ; someone moaned; everyone prespired and fidgeted; still the voice trailed on incessantly.

Red-faced, corpulent businessmen puffed up and down apartment store

stairs ; people's spectacles annoyingly slipped off their noses at the crucial moments;

the frosted cakes in shop windows melted into a disgusting mess; cars were

scorched to such a heat that people were wary to touch them for fear of blistering

their skins ; everywhere plants withered, dried up, and shrivelled, and yet still the heat persisted.

70째 Fahrenheit and England's population was drastically reduced. Rosemary Constable - 15 years

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SCHOLAR'S

NEWS

It is always a very great pleasure to have Old Boys and Girls visit us at

Hebron, and this year we have been delighted to welcome Mrs. Margaret Jespersen

(nee Bindslew), who is living in Denmark. She and her husband were in India for a short visit, representing their Mission Board, and managed to fit in a visit to the School. Mrs. Jespersen, who was here in 1928, remembered clearly the bed she slept in as a little girl in Sunshine dorm.

Another most welcome visitor was Richard Garforth, who graduated from Nottingham University with a B.Sc. in Chemistry, and then came to India with the

V. S. O. He is lecturing at the College of Rural Services at Gandhigram near Dindigul. and one of the jobs he was given was the designing of a large block of College buildings, which include labs and lecture rooms. He is enjoying his stay so much that he has asked for it to be extended another year. Writing after his visit he says "What a lot of improvements there have been over the last fifteen years! the whole place in quite transformed. I shall always remember Hebron re-visited". United Kingdom Valerie Moss is doing nursing training at Great Ormond Street Children's

Hospital, London. Ulla was hoping to" go on to 'A' level work at Clarendon School, Abergele.

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Virginia Quin is working in a firm of Chartered Accountants in London. She

and her mother were planning a fortnight's holiday in the States,

Katherine Quin is doing well in her nursing course in Bristol. She and Buth

Korn were going to Malta for their holiday during the summer. Ruth has completed her course in Dental Hygiene. Fiona Partridge has completed her nursing training and now has her S. R. N. She was surprised to find Miss Colclough working in the same hospital in Manches ter during her furlough. 0/iVe Robinson is an Assistant Buyer with I. C. I. in London and was asked

by them to do a French Business Course. She is sharing a flat with Ruth Thompson, who has a secretarial job.

Rosemary Tovey is enjoying her medical course in Bristol. Jennifer is studying i n E x e t e r.

Ann Mason was married this year. Her parents are in the Bahamas.

Susan Pitts was married on 19ch September to Andrew Coggin. She has been working at V. S. O. headquarters in London.

Rachel Mountford is doing well in School in London and is learning all about computers.

Elizabeth Oliver has returned to , England after nursing in Canada and is

working in Lambeth Hospital, London. Richard and David are both married. Celia Rigby has completed her course at London Bible College and is working for a year as a Departmental Assistant in the National Association for Mental

Health Publicity Department. She says she found the change quite shattering at first but is now enjoying it all. She still hopes to do a course in Communications.

She was hoping to see Margaret Dron in August.

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Adrienne Flack, now Mrs. Metcalfe, is living in Cleethorpes. Pauline is

training to be a model. Adrienne sent news of Beverley Turner, now married to a Scotsman and mother of a baby boy.

Ann Evens (nee Bevan) is rejoicing in the gift of Bryony Ruth born in February. She lives in Minehead, where her husband is teaching.

Jeanette Vine was married to Jonathan Willcbcks in Epsom on 4th September, while she and her sister Dorothy were on a working holiday from New Zealand. Valerie Dearmun is settling happily at Ashford School/Kent doing 'A' levels.

"After eleven years at Hebron it is strange being a new girl," she commented. Kitty is at Canterbury College of Education, and had just had a weekend with the Toveys. Anne and Sheila-Kay Wilson are happily settled in school in Helensburgh, Dunbartonshire.

Elizabeth Rutherford is in the second year of her nursing degree course, in

Edinburgh and this year is doing a course on International Organisations. Margaret Rose (nee Partridge) and her husband are active Salvationists in

Leicester. They have two daughters.

Evelyn Granger-Brown is working towards four 'A' level subjects. She has won the cup for the Best Athlete of her School in Cromer, Norfolk for the fourth year running.

Shelagh and Susan King sound to have had a very interesting trip home to Edinburgh. Good to hear that Shelagh got her buffalo horn - a relic of her Duke of Edinburgh assessment adventure - through customs I

Daphne and Veronica Parish are in school in Sutton. They enjoyed their trip home via South Africa.

Vivien Bapat passed her 'A' level Biology and plans to take 'A' level Chemistry and Physics next year and then hopes to go to Medical College. Ntsha is in third year at Grammar School.

Pamela Bailie and Una Young have started nursing in the same hospital in Northern Ireland.

Martyn Wall has passed 'A' level Geology and is doing three more 'A' level subjects next year. He hopes to study medicine. Lyn Donaldson has passed seven 'O' levels and is now working towards

another 'O' level and three 'A' levels. The family was planning to spend the summer in Greece.

Jennifer Bramhlehy is working on her 'A' levels, specialising in languages â&#x20AC;&#x201D; French, German and Italian which she hopes to practise next year in Europe. Mrs. Dawn Elsmofe (nee Waters) and her husband are buying a bungalow in Saffron Walden, Essex where her husband is to be transferred. Her son Mark is

doing very well in his Junior School.

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Carole Yendell has passed her R. S. C. N. examinations from the Royal Free

Hospitalin London and hopes to,sit her S. R. N. finals in February. Gillian is secretary to the manager of a large hotel in London.

Mairi Sutherland has returned to Aberdeen University after a stay in

Germany. Catriona has just graduated and, is going to do Teachers' training. Ruth Young did very well in her *0' levels and is continuing on at Victoria School, Belfast.

/oy, Peifer and D/ane had a wonderful holiday in Europe, and were joined by their cousins Paui and Andrew Breeze. Later Joy spent three happy

weeks in Morocco with her French penpal, all expenses paid!

We were grateful for an interesting letter from the Gallaghers, with good news of all the family. Ruth Huckett who is engaged to be married is Secretary to an official in the

Magistrates' Court in Bow Street, London. Mary, married to Rene Thiebaut, is living near Paris and working with Air France. John's work as a Factory

Industrial Engineer is to monitor performance in two factories and to develop

proposals for forward planning for the next five years. Peter is an Electrical Engineer in General Electric Company.

Lois Ann Williams (nee Nelson) is the happy mother of a baby boy, Jonathan Nelson, born at the end of October. Canada and United States

Joy Hamilton graduated with honours from the Central College, McPherson, Kansas and was elected to Alpha Kappa Sigma (The National Honours Society), who's who, and received departmental honours for her thesis on "Rats and Drugs". She was married to Mike Ziemann on June 5th in McPherson. They went to Germany to visit Mike's parents and friends and to have a German wedding on August 15th. " Thursday night was Poultersbend. This included .receiving platters of cold cuts and a wide variety of salads from the food service. The

company arrived with a crash I The custom is for everyone to bring their old china

or whatever and break it on the front steps ... Each time we heard a crash Mike

and I were sent to welcome the company and sweep up the china. One family brought half a box full - whew 1"

Cindy Bell is back in Wisconsin, having completed her communications course in Hong Kong. She visited Celia Rigby, Olive Robinson and Ruth Thompson on her stopover in England. Dozing is at Carthage College, majoring, in Physical Education.

Kay Paynter was married in May in Toronto. Her husband is Norwegian. Eva Lehman is at school in Indiana.

Charlene Tiessen is going to school in Moose Jaw where the family is living. She is helping in the Pioneer Girls group. Grace and Faith Schrag a.ie sharing a room at Grace Bible Institute in

Nebraska. They work hard and are enjoying many new experiences.

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Jocelyn Shyab (nee Blaxall) wrote from Tennessee, where her husband was

doing some extra teaching courses. Frances is married and living in Worcester, England. Jocelyn sent news of Charlotte Petengell, married and living in Pennsylvania, and of Jennifer Williams now in Nigeria with her husband. Clarence Maloney has a Ph. D. in Archeology and is teaching in Evangel College, Springfield, Missouri where Robert Edwards is a student. Dorothy Frtebel has graduated from Prairie Bible Institute, Alberta. She was chosen as a graduation speaker. She has been asked to serve on the staff there for a year in the Hostess-Matron's Office, and may be doing a little teaching. She still plans to prepare for the teaching profession.

Rosemary Wallace (nee Heslop) has stayed on in Ontario where her husband

was offered a job for a farther year. She is active in Sunday School and Pioneer

girls, and has been looking up old Hebronites in Canada and the States. She saw Joy Lilley (nee in Wheaton, " handsome littlePaget) three year old son".and Susan Reynolds (nee Wilson) and her Sharon Sinclair has settled very quickly in Toronto and has an office job with Crown Life Insurance.

Annette Fordham is attending a Jewish School in Edmonton. She, is still doing well in sports. Muriel Dunn (nee Wilson) and her husband are in Uganda where he is

teaching in a Government College, Mary is now an M. D. and is doing her Intern ship in Vancouver. We were thrilled to have presented to our library " The Double Yoke

Dr Noble's biography which mentions Dorothy and Sandy.

Virginia and Priscilla Strom are in Covenant College, Tennessee. They plan to visit India next summer. Australia and New Zealand

Bronwyn Jacobs was married on October 17th to John Winter. She passed her State Nursing Finals with credit in April and was awarded first prize for Third Year nurses and the Hospital Medical Board's prize for medicine. Vivienne Tarvis was going to live in Perth, possibly staying for a while with Victoria Kiitin-Petersen.

Wendy Atkinson (nee Pettigrew) has a baby son and is in regular touch with Iris Fritschi.

Ariadne Fritschi has been teaching in Palmerston North and has enjoyed it in

spite of the children's almost total lack of listening skills! She is to marry an old boy of Hebron, Dennis Fountain, next January.

Iris passed her Nursing finals in May and is to be married to Peter Durney on December 19th.

Pauline Turnei is enjoying nursing training in Hornsby. Elizabeth is at school there and is active in the I. S. C. F.

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Judith Coventry is teaching in Sydney and hopes to go to Melbourne Bible

Institute next year. Margaret finished her nursing course in July and was planning

to spend some time with Evelyn Spiers. Mary is in second year at Teacher's College and is Publicity Officer of the Christian Fellowship

i?aetvyn and/anice Stedmon are doing well in school, but "miss pilau and Hebron," they say.

Raerna Darrell-was. planning to start her nursing training in January in Christchurch In the meantime she is working in an office. Helen Kemp, at school in Auckland, is doing well in music and hockey, and

attended a Crusader Camp in January.

Jenni (now Ngaire) Glasgow is working as a typist in Auckland and Roslvn is in a Sheepskin Rug shop in the same city. They both accompanied their parents to Fiji and helped with the work of the Gospel Literature Outreach teams there. Ngaire was "untroubled by heat, humidity, work or curries" in Suva.

Grace Boag-passed her State Nursing Finals very well and is now doing Obstetrics in a Salvation Army Maternity Hospital. Carol is enjoying her Psy chiatric Nurses' training in Sydney and Joy who is doing a general nursing course, found her French useful when nursing a patient ^'ho spoke only French. Narelle and Ian Kirkwood are in secondary schools in Sydney and Dale and Sheryl in primary schools. They are all doing well.

Lesley Payne is working in the laboratory of the Tauranga Hospital. She is very active in her Assembly with the young people's groups. Shirley Harris is hoping to start nursing in the near future.

Evelyn Spiers is living with her parents in Launceston, Tasmania and teaching juniors. Merelyn is nursing in Newcastle. Gillian is doing her fifth year in Matriculation College.

Felicity (nee Wilson) is expecting her second baby in April. Elizabeth and her husband are hoping to buy their own home in a few months time.

John Barclay is studying at a Grammar School in Melbourne. He is staying

with Mr. and Mrs. B. Jenkins, formerly of Lushington. Europe

Lynne Brookes (Couperthwaite) is in Germany, where her husband has a

three year contract,

Suzanne Veigel is at School in Tubingen, Germany. Valerie Dearmun spent a few days with her on her way to England. Other Countries

Sue Pringle (nee Gale) and her husband and two sons were in the Trucial

States, where they are working with W. E. C., and were hoping to return to Jordan this Autumn and to continue learning Arabic.

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Joyce Huckeit, working with Wycliffe Bible Translators on Goodenough

Island, New Guinea, has just seen the translation of Genesis through the press and is now working on St. Luke's Gospel.

Marjorie Dawson is in Madras, seconded to Evangelical Fellowship of India for Literature work. She is working on the publication of Tamil Sunday School materials.

Ruth Wiebe (nee Fordham) and her husband, after studying Spanish in Costa Rica, are working with Wycliffe Bible Translators in Ecuador. Ruth Winslow (nee Smithl and her family have rettirned to Taiwan from

furlough. Ruth will be acting as School nurse at Holy Light Theological Seminary where her husband is vice-president. She will also be working in a mobile medical clinic to mountain tribal villages.

Lyneite Bath is with her parents in Madras where she is doing a correspon dence course from Australia

News

Former

Staff

Members

Miss J. Gardner is still teaching in Beirut, and spent the summer holiday at home in Ireland.

Rev. and Mrs. E. Enright are in Southland, New Zealand where he is respon sible for two small Churches.

Miss H. Swalm was married in December 1669 to Marten Bechthold in

Calgary. We were delighted to see the wedding photos brought back by Miss Enns, who was present at the wedding. Miss N. Thompson wrote a very interesting letter while on holiday in Malawi. She is living in Salisbury, Rhodesia, where she has a busy, full life, teaching

Scripture to twenty classes of teenagers in twelve schools in a voluntary capacity.

The Churches club together to keep her car on the road. She also takes Post Graduate Teachers Diploma class in Religious Education at the University and

speaks at conferences organised by Scripture Union, Presbyterian Sunday Schools etc. Mrs. Eunice Price (Helmer) and her husband and family are now living in Oswestry, Shropshire. Miss M. Maylam is doing Health Visiting in Kent.

Mrs. Hazel Macmillan (Heath) sent us a lovely photo of her two young sons. She and her husband are building their own home in New Zealand. Mrs. Jeanette Newton is now the proud mother of Geoffrey James born in August. Mrs- Elizabeth Sutherland is teaching in a Comprehensive school in Edin burgh. She and Margaret (Dundas) are enjoying Margaret's new Mini.

Miss Wilson and her friend in Holy wood. Northern Ireland, are finding the house too much now and hope to go to a home for the elderly when there are vacancies.

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Mrs- Pamela Cullum (nee Gaball) We were very sorry to hear from her of

the death of her husband in June, and assure her of our deep sympathy.

Miss J. Peake was able to go to Bronwyn Jacob's wedding in October. Miss D. A. Hoare was married in July to Richard Porter. She writes-

" My wedding was the nicest I've ever been to ! "

Miss M. Matthews is teaching music and Scripture in Birmingham. Miss B. Neal writes of the 'hilarious reunion at Victoria in August'. She

met Mjsses Day. Angus, Bell, Hawk.es, Dueak and Fountain and after a 'wonderful natter'they went to the Tower of London. Miss Neal very much enjoyed her visit to Miss Day's home in Wales.

Miss I. Mason has a teaching post in Wellington. She is,caring for her

Mother who is still waking for a bed in the hospital.

Miss A. Bell writes from Besancon, France where she is doing a French course.

She is living with a French family who speak no English so is having good practice.' Miss M. Sutherland is living in a flat in Melbourne and working in a Music Store.

Mrs. M. Thompson is with her son Arthur and his family in Mazoe, Rhodesia, where Arthur is Principal of the Boys' High School founded by her husband. Her letters are full of interest. 1 Miss I. Maakiy is nursing in Perth, and writes "Hospital life agrees with me

God is blessing the Christian testimony of the Hospital." Her mother is very

much better

M/ss/. yâ&#x201A;Źngrus is living in Kent. We print below her letter to "Gleanings" about how she spent the balance of the parents' farewell gift. The

New

Watch

It was war time and the Home for Missionaries children where I was a helper,

was evacuated to the Midlands. We were lodged in the Annexe of a large Mission ary Guest House. The small wooden cubicle just held a bed, a chair and a locker. We lived out of a case. I only had one priceless piece of jewellery with me - my mother's Gold Watch, and as it happened it was the only time-piece available when matron was not around.

One day it missing from my room. The cubicles did not lock. I did not

want a police case - nothing of anyone else's was missing. Then a picture began to unfold. My clothes brush was found in a gumboot. My slipper was found under the fallen rhododendron leaves down the drive. Obviously master two and a half

had had a hand in the matter, but was too young to say where he had flung or hidden the watch.

A year or so later the place was pulled down, and the workmen were asked to keep an eye open in case master two and a half year old had tucked it down the cracks of the floor boards. It was never found.

Ever after I bought cheap watches to avoid another disappointment, parti cularly as I was living in India.

I've retired now from my work among children in a school begun primarily

for the sons and daughters of missionaries. Another Gold Watch with rolled gold expending bracelet now adorns my wrist. On the back is engraved, "Presented by the Parents of Hebron School, S. India. Matt. 18: 5." Thank you, parents!

E. Jean Angus.

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LAUGH

I like having a bath Helen Casebow - 8 years.

Our

Dilemmas

What do we wear ?

Excerpt from first letter home (Std. 4) - "I am very happy. I have lots of

friends. On Saturday they gave me an olden day bath."

Later to teacher - "Do you know, they have now given me some olden day pants. Just look at them." Gatehouse - We are very free. We look at our dress and if it is dirty we

put it in the dhobi; and if it is not we hang it up again. ' What shall we write ?

I don't want to finish my story - it's too scare-y. When do we eat ?

Whooppee! Now it's lunch time; then it's tea; then it's supper. What shall we sing ?

After Sunday School; Our 3 year-old, singing: "Rolled away, rolled away." Daddy: "What rolled away?" 3 yr. old: "The birdie's hat." Daddy: "No, it was The burden of my heart."

3 yr. old: "No, it wasn't it, was the birdie's hat."

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What does one say ? Little girl in the presence of her own teacher to a new staff member:

"I do wish you were teaching us!" Small boy to teacher : "I've brought these flowers for you. I found them in the ditch."

Small girl: "My dolly has leprosy." Matron: "Are you going to take her to hospital ?" Small girl: "Oh no, Tm a midwife."

"Yorkshire is a very industrial town with lots of smoke and no, or very small, gardens." (Miss Hall was left speechless !)

On a Scripture test the class was asked to indicate on a map the journey of the Apostle Paul. One girl in a burst of inspiration, obviously having forgotten the name "Fair Havens", wrote "Good Heavens '.

Std. VII girl in a lively discussion in class on the topic of Capital Punishment: "I think they should bring back this murder thing." To Mummy and Daddy, from Keith "I am doing a Jig map on Australia." I hope you are well and happy. "Australia is made in Canada by Parker." From an exam: Two of the main exports of Canada from the Newfoundland pine forests are sawdust and toothpicks. When you have a pain you're aching to get it away. When will they learn ? From VII and VIII vocabulary exercises:

I shall really take the bull by his horns to get into the choir.

When I was a baby all I did was eat and sleep; so it was like living from hand to mouth.

The dissent of Abraham was Isaac.

I sometimes write a bread and butter letter to my mother and father, and they comment how messy it is.

I was doing a job and they did not like me so they output me.

Std. VII's Mock Trial ended with the Judge saying, "The prisoner has been found guilty and will be depositated." (deported) "Oder in the Court"!

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Never!

(Try reading these:) Brigedear, Ooty Comand, cwarlls, hune From a Junior's autograph book, in French:â&#x20AC;&#x201D; Bonsuir, Comeon Talivoo. Some people have made a machine to tack them to the moon. We went to 2 crisanis of babies.

Before Jesus healed him he was power-Iised.

Stop press, from an exam, paper, regarding an experiment ; When they insulated the diabetic dogs, the dogs recovered.

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