DEPARTMENTS                                                                                  

Art     

Humour         

Looking Back

Sports         

Staff Interviews

Graduating Class      

Staff Poems

EDITORS

Andreas Erne

Jim Keller

Paul Gehan

Gordon Brown

Trudy Keller

Charlene Leeman

Eddie Harrison

Joanne Roantree

Nancy Huffman

Audry Benn

Carol Elstow

ASSISTANTS

Brian Kirkpatrick

Donald Kerr

Brian Conway

Barry Remington

Roger Thompson

Donald Kerr

Allen Whayte

Karen Leeman

Frank Hartwick

Betty Herrington

Carol Elstow

Andreas Erne

Paul Gehan

Frank Hartwick

Elizabeth Cox

Mary Finlay

Gordon Brown

Marion Herrington

Dale Pidgeon

Susan Kellar

Connie Rendell

Bonnee Wartman

Hilda Tompkins

Cover design by  Donald Kerr - New School

                Andreas Erne - Old School

Essay poem contest prizes donated by Mr. C. R. Whayte and Mr. W. I. Milsap.

Published by the Grindstone, Centreville

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GREETINGS FROM THE PRINCIPAL

   It has been a great pleasure to be associated with such a fine group of Canadians during Canada's Centennial Year. I have found the children of Newburgh Public School most co-operative pupils and eager learners. My personal contact with every student through the Centennial Athletic Programme has proven

to me that there are no exceptions to my above claims.

I leave you with great regret but a larger field of service has been offered to me and I feel that I must take this opportunity.

With the ever increasing demands for educated young men and women, I leave you hoping and urging that you will all follow the advice of your parents and go on with your education as far as possible.

May abundant health, success, and happiness be your lot in the years ahead.

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EDITORIAL

by Robert Wood

   The dictionary describes enthusiasm as a “burning zeal or interest". This factor, which is vital in work, character, and life, can be improved by everyone. Anybody with enthusiasm will perform a task gladly and will do it well. For instance, suppose "Alice" and "Mary" are professional singers who have opposite degrees of zeal and interest. Alice sings with zest and seems to be enjoying herself but Mary puts no action or life into her songs. You know who will succeed. Imagine a world without will and umph! Who would work? No interests would develop. As a result everyone would be lazy and not do any­thing till he was forced.

   Being enthusiastic has one drawback: it sometimes disillusions you. An engineer may not realize a fault a new design of a building, or an actor may think that a certain play is fabulous when it is only average.       

   In spite of that, zest is necessary. as is illustrated in the past and present. Cavemen used to have a great deal of enthusiasm for hunting with a club, and now it is shown in sports and business. The Fathers Confederation were inspired and eventually got a "Land From Sea to Sea". Zest provides the flavour of life. Furthermore, if not the enthusiasm of our Editors, their assistants, and our reports, this magazine would probably not exist.

Without doubt everyone should attempt to cultivate this important trait.

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PEANUTS: "What's worse than an elephant with an earache?"        FRANK: "A giraffe with a sore throat."

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JOANNE: "Why did the hen walk half way across the road?"         NANCY: "She wanted to lay it on the line."

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S P O R T S             S E C T I O N S

SCHOOL BROOM BALL

by Frank Hartwick

   On Friday, March 3rd, a girls' grade 8 broom ball team from Newburgh Public School was de­feated by Tamworth by the score of 3-1 and 6-4.

   In the first game the girls from Newburgh had a legitimate excuse that they had never played this game before and didn't know the rules.

   Marilyn Brown scored Newburgh's lone goal, while for Tamworth the scorers were unidenti­fied. After the boys had a 45 minute game of hockey the girls went back at it again. This time they were luckier and scored four goals all by Mary Finlay, but still lost the game 6-4. Again for this game the names of Tamworth scor­ers were unknown to this reporter.

   A couple of weeks later a grade six team of girls from Newburgh went to do battle against the same Tamworth team and also were faced with defeat but they gave more competition than the first team as the score would indicate. The final score of the game was 5-4 for Tamworth.

   The team from Newburgh had a little extra help, however, with Mr. Helliwell and Mr. Miller playing for them. The teachers each scored one goal. The other goal scorers for Newburgh were Dolly Pond and Marilyn Brown.

   Even though the teams lost, I would have t; say they had a lot of fun.

NAPANEE BEATS NEWBURGH

by Gordon Brown

   On Tuesday, April 11, Newburgh Public School Hockey Team played the Napanee Team at Napanee Community Centre. The Napanee team won 9-1.

   The Newburgh boys were transported to the Centre in cars owned and driven by Mrs. Keller, Mrs. Wood, and Mr. Smith. They left the school at 3:30 p.m. and played at 4:15 p.m.

   The single Newburgh goal was scored by Larry Remington. Penalties went to Reid Austin, Barry Remington, and Gordon Brown. The Napanee goals' were scored by unidentified players. Although Paul Gehan, the goalie, had nine goals scored a­gainst him, he played well. The Napanee team was made up of many rugged and experienced players. Napanee outplayed Newburgh with their excellent passing and fore checking.

SLAUGHTER-A-GO-GO

by Paul Gehan

   On Thursday, March 16th, grade 6, two grade eight pupils, and one grade 5 student from New­burgh Public School travelled to Tamworth for a game against a Tamworth school team. Transport­ation was provided by Mr. B. Hudgins Bus. Although the final score was 8 - 2 for their opponents, the Newburgh team played a good game. I must give credit where it is due and Tamworth deser­ve credit. Goals were scored by Terry Fisher and Paul Gehan who played well as did the goalie, Donald Kerr. Praise should be extended to the rest of the team, made up of Larry Remington, Nyle Richmond, Gerry Gehan, Dale McGregor, Jimmy Wood, Robert Smith, Kevin Hinch, Scott Finlay, Bill Traynor, John Wenek, Erik Paidra, Lorne Switzer, and John Simpson.

   Mr. Helliwell, coach and Grade six teacher, treated the team after the game. I am sure the

team would gladly have had a rematch.      

NEWBURGH UPSETS TAMWORTH

by Gordon Brown

   On Friday, March 3, Newburgh Public School

Hockey Team defeated the Tamworth School Team

9-1. The Newburgh Team left for Tamworth at 12:30. Transportation was provided to the

Tamworth Community Centre by Mr. B. Sutton's

Bus. Goals for Newburgh were accounted for by Barry Remington, Ed Harrison, and Gordon Brown each with two. Single goals were scor­ed by Frank Hartwick, Nyle Richmond and Larry Remington. However, penalties went to Barry Remington, Larry Remington, and Reid Austin. The lone Tamworth goal was scored by an un-

identified player. Honourable mention should go to the other players, Robert Wood, Andrea Erne, Jim Keller, Don Kerr and Brian Kirkpat­rick, who all played an outstanding game. The goalie, Paul Gehan, also played spectacularly. The coach was Roger Thompson and the General Manager was our principal, Mr. Smith. All of the players would be happy to have another game with the Tamworth team.

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FUN  FAIR

by Allan Whayte

   On Saturday, March 25, a very pretty wed­-ding was solemnized at Chalmers United Church

in Kingston at 1:00 p.m. when Mr. Douglas ' Helliwell became the bridegroom of Miss Sand­ra Semaine.

   At approximately five minutes to one the bridegroom walked to his place at the front

of the church. Suspended from his handsome shoulders was a dark blue suit coat which met in front. Hanging from his waist and continuing to the top of his shoes were pants of the same colour. Between the feet and shoes were blue socks. Below the cuffs of the trousers could be found genuine black leather shoes tied with laces of the same colour. A tie of blue pattern, hanging from the neck and following a straight line to the waist added glamour and colour to the costume. Stand­ing handsomely beside the groom was the best man, also dressed in dark blue.

   At 1:00 p.m. a figure in white carrying a bouquet of red roses could be seen approach­ing. This, for those who are interested, was the bride. Preceding the bride was her sis­ter dressed in a beautiful blue-green dress.

   After the wedding, a reception was held in the Capri Motel where the bride and groom re­ceived the guests.

   Mr. and Mrs. Helliwell were the recipients of many gifts, among which were two from the school. Grades 6, 7 and 8 donated money to buy the newlyweds a floor-model ashtray while his fellow staff members bought him cheeseboard and cutting knife.

   Following the reception, Mr. and Mrs. Helli­well spent a honeymoon in Quebec City.

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CARD OF THANKS

   Pupils of Grades 6, 7, 8, and staff, thank you very much for the lovely ashtray and cheese board and knife. Mr. Helliwell and I appreciate not only your gifts but also your thoughtfulness and your best wishes. Thank you again.

Mr. and Mrs. Helliwell.

REPORTS    ON    EXPO

THE BEST OF THE WEST

by Ed. Harrison

   The Western Provinces Pavilion is shaped like a volcano with brownish bark shingles and tree tops pointing out the top. We entered in groups of about twenty-five. Between the entrance and the elevator to the mineshaft, were flashing photographs of people of different nationalities. We entered the fake elevator, were given the sensation of a trip down a 3,000 feet mineshaft, and then were allowed out the back door wh1ch put us in one winding tunnel.

   The first phase of our trip showed us the different types of ore mined, and a mining machine. A wheat and combine display were followed by the appearances of a beef cattle farm. Here we heard the sound effects of three Herefords whose heads bobbed up and down beh1nd a gate. I

   A giant logging truck with a load of huge, logs came into view next. This is where the pine trees had originated that we had seen on the outside. Here also was a fragrant pine smell.

   Continuing along the corridor we found oil flowing beneath our path and then a drill to mine coal.

   The fishing industry was the last thing I represented. Nets of all sizes were hanging from the walls while a rowboat was jutting down from the roof. Near the exit was a net of fake fish. All through the pavilion were illuminated pictures with stories beneath.

This was truly an industrial look at our Western Provinces.

PAVILION OF CZECHOSLOVAKIA

by Carol Elstow

   Large rectangular blocks of many small stones, cemented together and painted a dark grey, skirting the front of the brown build­ing with great windows created a strong mod­ern affect. This differed greatly from the old relics on exhibit inside.

   Upon entering this pavilion I was sur­rounded by a new and pleasant atmosphere un­like any other I had ever seen.

   The assembled skeleton of an ancient war­rior with his weapons, a knife and an orna­mented sword of rare beauty rested in the dirt under a plate of glass. Was this man brave or a coward? Was he fighting a duel or a battle with his comrades? We don't know any of the answers. The only real informa­tion about this man is hidden in the ages of time.

   An eye-catching crown consisting of a great number of rare and priceless jewels in a gold setting rested on a platform covered with a rich red velvet. This was the crown of all the Czech Kings since the year 1353.

   Displays of tools, swords, and spears of the 14th century showed one aspect of living and dying. Old books with unintelligible writing of Czech ancestors were shown. I saw a stone carving of a prehistoric man - an odd structure compared with today’s. An ornament from a temple showed the delicate lacy pat­tern of a very complicated piece of work.

NO NEED FOR TIRED FEET

by Jim Keller

   The Australian Pavilion was a magnifi­cent place for relaxing. At the entrance there was a combination foot-cleaner and massager. The apparatus was like a large register covered with steel plates which moved back and forth.

The first floor consisted of all the plants and animals of the Great Corral Reef in one display. It was very beautiful.

   A spiral ramp took us up to the second floor where there were comfortable chairs which were a sleep-inducing green. The seats of the chairs had either soft green cushions or soft sheep skin. Australian' scenes were to be seen throughout the building.

   At the back were kangaroos jumping around in a fenced-in area. One kangaroo had a little one in her pouch. When the baby poked his head out, the mother shoved it back in. This caused a great laugh.

   The building itself was shaped like a quad­rilateral. The front consisted of green grass with Australian trees and shrubs growing along the cement walk.

All in all, the Australian Pavilion was the best pavilion for tired feet and bones.

MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL

by Dale Pidgeon, Karen Leeman, and Connie Rendell

   The Kalideoscope was a section of Man and his Colour. Inside there are three separate rooms each being about 10 feet by 10 feet. 0n three walls, the ceiling, and a platform, in front of us, were mirrors. A very colourful film was shown on one location on a mirror and would reflect giving an odd looking picture. The films were of simple objects, which were magnified greatly, such as the glow from a fire­cracker, parts of a flower, and a little girl running. Accompanying the pictures was weird music --- After each four minute film everyone was urged to move to the left leading into a­nother room. Because the rooms were in dark­ness, green flashing lights in the shape of ar­rows showed the way of movement.

HAVE MONEY WILL RIDE

by Dale Pidgeon, Connie Rendell, and Karen Leeman

   La Ronde, the eastern section of Ile Sainte Helen, was enjoyed by many people. One section was the midway with a wide variety of rides. The Gyrotron is the only one of its kind in the world.

   Some of the other rides were the octopus, bobsled, Ferris wheel, and many more.

The cost of rides was the same as those at a local fair; 25¢ for under 14 years old and 35¢ for over. The Gyrotron, because it was a special attraction, was 50¢ for under 14 and $1. 00 for over.

  The other part of La Ronde consists of sou­venir stands, a fun house, a spook house, Pio­neerland, children's forest, a log ride, and many hot dog stands.

   La Ronde, which was more like a local fair had more to look at.

   The quickest way to reach La Ronde if you are on Notre' Dame or the loading stand for the buses, is by taking the Expo Express, one leav­ing each station every two minutes.

HOW!

by Barry Remington

   A sight to be scalped was the feeling of the “Indians of Canada Pavilion”. As we entered we saw a carved image of a man made of wood. There were also head garments used by the different tribes. When we walked up stairs we had a feeling that we were walking through a dark forest at night.

   On the second floor there were tools, weapons, and utensils used by many of the different tribes. There were such things as snow shoes, hatchets, knives, and pottery, enlarged messages of the Indians' progress, written by trappers and explorers, hung on the walls. Located in the middle of a hallway was a colourful and ravenous looking wolf with other carvings on it.

   Near the exit there was a fake fire with microphones located around it. A visitor would have to push a button if he wanted a speech in French or in English and a recording would tell him about Indian life.

   The building, easily distinguished by a huge totem pole standing outside, was very worthwhile to visit.

BELL TELEPHONE BUILDING

by Audrey Benn & Nancy Huffman

   After waiting for approximately 15 minutes the doors were opened and everyone filed into the first room which is circular in shape. The lights were dimmed and a film directed by Walt Disney on the theme "Canada '67" was presented. The film which lasted for 22 minutes began with the Royal Canadian Mounted Police famous Musical Ride on their handsome black steeds. The film itself was on the industrial development, physical setting, cities, and the beauty of Canada. Going under Niagara Falls on a boat, speeding through a busy city, or flying in an airplane, the film made us think we were actually doing these things. Certainly a lot was learned in those 22 minutes.

   In the next room the small fry entered into the Enchanted Forest where they listened on telephones to Walt Disney characters such as Goofy, Snow White, and Donald Duck. The older children and grownups received a demonstration by listening to phones outside the forest. A beautiful fountain was found in the centre of the room. Also there was a Guess Your Age Machine, Tele-Quiz Machine, and a Tick-Tack-Toe Machine, and others which many people seemed to enjoy.

RUSSIA OFFERING TO EXPO '67

by Roger Thompson

This pavilion had the longest line up of all the buildings that we visited and was by far the most popular. Inside were hundreds of items which described the Soviet Union's progress in the space race and electrical equipment. We saw old books and paintings which described Russia's past. There were such articles as a room which made you feel as though you were walking on the moon, a machine which contained radio-active cobalt for the treatment of cancer, a laser beam gun, a model of Russia’s newest jet and a huge track with model cars and trucks of Russia's automotive industry. In the Soviet Union's pavilion there was a great variety of things to see but we had too little a time to see them all.

YOUTH COMES ALIVE

   The Youth Pavilion was created with the younger generation in mind. In this building were shown many pictures of the different habits that teenagers often develop. Small televisions situated throughout the, building showed the effects such things as drugs or liquor have on young children. At the end of the building was a small restaurant where teenagers gather to talk, eat, dance, or jus t listen to the music. Teenage rock n' roll groups such as the “Stitch In Tymes” were all previewing for the day but most songs, to our disadvantage, were done in French.

   Most people, especially if they watched the films on drinking and smoking, did not regard them as nonsense if they had any feeling for the health and safety of our younger generation.

QUEBEC REPRESENTS NEW THOUGHTS FOR '67

by Susan Keller, Wendy Cox, and Paulette Conway

   The people who constructed the Quebec pavilion at Expo 67 in Montreal provided the tourists with a wondrous tour through the history of the French people.

   At the entrance a young woman who was dressed in blue and brown greeted me and directed me to the elevator. Here another girl controlled the elevator which, with its glass sides, produced a spectacular feature during the ride up. Through the glass a lovely colour effect on trees showed the four seasons of the year. Once my destiny was reached, a wide carpeted floor led me along all the highlights of the building. Explorers of the past were remembered with large write-ups on posters. The work of pulp and paper mills was shown through coloured computer-run televisions situated throughout the pavilion and which displayed the machinery which is used in real mills. The floor continued to lead downward. On each side the habits or work of the people of Quebec were illustrated.

MAN THE EXPLORER

 by Reid Austin

   The theme Man The Explorer was made up of 3 pavilions. Man and His Oceans consisted of under-water equipment, oceanography, skin divers, many kinds of fish, and underwater plant, life. On display were two Bathyspheres used in underwater discovery and exploration and a miniature submarine, a model of the real one which is owned by the Canadian Navy.

   Man, His Planets, and Space was the second of the pavilions in this group. On exhibit were models of the plants and of the universe. There were movies showing rocket launchings and photographs of the space programme.

   Man and His Earth was the third of these pavilions. We saw in this one a movie on poverty in the world, as well as the way the population has increased in Canadian cities. We saw collections of minerals to show the composition of the earth and pictures of how these minerals are obtained and harnessed by man for his own use to help his world.

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SCAREY SIGNS

ON AN ALABAMA HIGHWAY:

"Smile while you speed - you are now on radar."

AUSTRALIAN RELIEF

by Paul Gehan

   A sight for sore feet was the elephant Australian Pavilion, a two-storey white structure surrounded by a lawn and a few trees. Inside the door was a desk where hostesses gave out small booklets of information on the Australian display. Here, also was a machine for stamping these pamphlets. To the left was a vibrator to soothe aching feet before starting up a narrow hall that gradually sloped upward. This brought us out on the second floor which, like the hall, was covered with soft sheepskin.

   Comfortable chairs were arranged in several small groups on the floor. If a visitor sat on a chair with a green cushion, a conversation between a reporter and the President of the Agricultural Society in Australia came to him in English, while a chair with an orange cushion I meant the conversation came to him in French.

   Situated throughout the room were glass covered cases containing books illustrating different aspects of Australia.

   Leaving the building, we took a short walk down a flight of steps which brought us to the rear of the building where there was a magnificent portrayal of the ocean near the Great Barrier Reef. There were giant vividly coloured sea shells, pieces of corral, and stones. Behind this was a small pen in which were live kangaroos jumping and frolicking about.

   This visit to the Australian pavilion was certainly worth the amount of time devoted to it.

GETTING AROUND

by Gordon Brown

1.     EXPO EXPRESS - This main form of transportation which was like an above ground subway was free to ride. The Expo Express which was much faster than any other type of transportation went from island to island.

2.     WALKING - This was very hard on the feet but, however, it didn't cost anything.

3.     MINIRAIL - For 50¢ we could ride i tall over the grounds. It was a train travelling on a track from 15 to 40 feet above the ground In places it went over the water.

4.     TRAILER TRAIN - This was a jeep w h i c h pulled trailer cars. The cost was l5¢ for children and 25¢ for adults. This form of transportation travelled on the paved roads.

5.     PEDI-CAB - This was a bicycle which pushed a seat with wheels •. It would hold two passengers at a time. The price for this was l5¢ a minute.

6.     CAR-RENTAL - These were small three wheeled cars which were rented for $15.00 a day. They were driven on the paved roads.

7.     VAPERETTO - It was like a big River Boat which toured Expo using all of the bigger canals.

8.     HOVERCRAFT - It was a jet powered boat which ran on a cushion of air. It went from the mainland to the far end of the mainland at La Ronde.

9.     GONDOLA - It was a replica of a gondola used on the canals of Venice.  However, it was powered by a 6 horsepower motor. The gondola travelled on the small canals.

10.  HELICOPTER - Overhead we saw a helicopter which flew from the mainland to the islands. This gave tourists birds eye view of the pavilions.

B FOR BUBBLE

by Andreas Erne

   The U.S.A. pavilion can easily be distinguished from the rest of the Expo landscape. Covered by a transparent glass dome, this pavilion is one which has surpassed all architecture. The huge dome is constructed of aluminum piping supported by large rounded glass sheets. Shutters~ on the inside of each glass slate, shut automatically when the sun's rays shine directly on them.

   The blue Minirail (a small scenic train suspended on a steel track in the air) passes though the pavilion on the second floor. On the ground are several canals for scenic gondola tours. One of these flows through the left hand side of the pavilion.

   Inside the sphere are two major floors and a top semi-floor. The first floor presents films on American achievements during the past years. There are no exhibits on this level, only films.

   An escalator on the right entrance transports tourists to the second floor. Here are huge photographs of movie stars; a silver saddle, guns and spurs, and famous movie directors’ chairs, in which the public is allowed to sit. On display are guitars of Elvis Presley, the Monkees, Chet Atchins, as well as other famous performers; and last but not least, an exhibit of a yellow taxi cab which was used in over one hundred gangster movies.

   The third floor, I found the most interesting. It consists of various articles of space equipment. One very excellent exhibit is a model lunar surface, on which stands the Lunar I, a space station to" be launched to the moon as a habitat to accommodate the first humans to land there. Also on this floor are eight astronautical seats, made to measure for the occupants. Visitors are allowed to tryout these seats and get a feeling of the reality of the cramped room in a space capsule. The first satellite ever to be launched is also on display. Suspended from the glass dome are three huge red and white parachutes holding a charred Apollo space craft. This was actually launched in August 26th, 1966 and is black from re-entry.

   This colourful and educational pavilion should be examined by everyone who visits Expo’67, Montreal.

BRITAIN: TODAY AND YESTERDAY

by Trudy Keller

   The British Pavilion has as its theme ”The Challenge of Change”. It shows how the British people are meeting this challenge in the modern world as they have done many times in the past.        .

   After entering, we filed through dark corridors, seeing old films on the stone walls. We came next into a room where famous writers, musicians and artists have recorded.

   Another room was filled with giant iron men and women about twenty-five feet high, Any grown person could walk under their legs with ease.

   The next display in Britain today was of the miniskirts and other "mod" clothes which were modeled while Beatle music played in

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BRITAIN: TODAY AND YESTERDAY, continued

the background. Two by three inch screen televisions were shown in miniature living rooms. The care and beauty of the skin was demonstrated on a portable colour television.

Pictures and films of Britain's beauty were shown in other rooms.

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FUN FAIR

by Donald Kerr

   On Friday, December l6t the Home and School Association of Newburgh Public School held a Fun Fair from 7:30 to 10:30 in the evening.

Each room in the public school had a diff­erent part to play. The grade eight room was used for a record-hop visited mainly by teen­agers who enjoyed themselves immensely. Three films were shown in the grade seven classroom. One was on skiing, another portrayed a wild man behind the steering wheel of a car, and the third was a film on Quebec. Card games were held in the grade four and five classroom. In the grade one and two rooms took place bean­bag throwing and bowling. The White Elephant Sale, held in grade four room was a great suc­cess as the merchandise was sold out soon after the sale began. Hot-dogs, coffee, dough­nuts and chocolate milk were served in the grade six room.

   The Home and School Association devised a different way of handling money. At the door, the people bought a number of tickets worth five cents apiece. These tickets were used to buy refreshments, entry into each room and articles in the White Elephant Room.

   Tickets were bought for a draw, the prizes for which were a box of chocolates, $10.00 dry­ cleaning voucher, and a turkey besides an oil change and grease job. All in all the 'Fun Fair" was a great success.

INTRODUCTION TO N.D.S.S.

by Frank Hartwick

   On Wednesday, March 8, the grade eight's of the Newburgh Public School was visited by Mr. Sommers, a guidance instructor and Mr. Walmsley, a vice-principal from the staff of the Napanee District Secondary School.

   Their purpose in coming was to assist us in making the best choice for our high school course and possibly help us decide upon our future careers.

   The two men illustrated the different cour­ses, the optional and compulsory subjects in each, and the jobs they will prepare us for. Each pupil was given a booklet containing important facts about the courses. Later in the session we had an opportunity to ask the gentlemen questions on the information presented to us earlier. We put our parents', names and addresses on envelopes which were to arrive in the mail some days later. Inside each would be an invitation for the parents to meet several high school teachers at the school in Napanee. Many of us are thankful for the time that Mr. Sommers and Mr. Walmsley gave to come and teach us a few things about our future in the high school.

CONSTABLE ELLIOT AND ELMER

by Andreas Erne

   On Monday, November 28.1966,Constable James Elliot visited Newburgh Public School. He talk­ed to every class of the school, discussing with the pupils road safety.

   In the lower grades, the constable used

“Elmer the Elephant” and his rules to illustrate safety. In the senior grades, Mr. Elliot also mentioned Elmer's rules, but he explained them in greater detail by using several pract­ical aids.

   Using Jimmy Keller as an example, the offi­cer showed grade eight how to leave a school bus properly. The constable performed this in a very instructive manner. He asked the class to imagine that one row of seats was a school bus, and since Audrey Benn sat at the head of the aisle, Mr. Elliot asked her to be the bus driver. Jimmy descended from the stopped "bus" and began to cross in front of it. At this point, Mr. Elliot dropped his keys. The bewild­ered Jimmy was asked to pick them up, thus por­traying a boy, who, having dropped his school books, was stooping to retrieve them. The offi­cer then explained that the bus driver (Audrey) not being able to see Jimmy over the high hood of the vehicle, and therefore thinking that the student had gone into his house, would drive on, causing a fatal accident.

   Elmer the Safety Elephant and Constable El­liot, the Safety Officer, thoroughly convinced us to follow the traffic safety laws.

GIFT TO THE SCHOOL

by Paul Gehan

Miss Margaret Mitchell of Newburgh donated a picture to the public school this spring. “The West Wind”, as it is aptly named, was painted by Tom Thompson, probably Canada's best-known painter of outdoor scenes. He loved the North Country and painted most of his pic­tures there, as he did this one. It shows a single tree on the otherwise barren coast of a Northern lake. In the background are majesti­cally rising hills. The picture itself is twenty-three inches in a yellow wooden frame.

Miss Mitchell was principal of the school in Newburgh, which is not in use now, from 1914 until 1924 when it was part public and part high school. We hope when she thinks of those years she'll recall them with pleasure. The en­tire school wishes to extend its thanks for this truly great picture.

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A FREAK OF NATURE

I know that birds have little birds,

And frogs have little frogs,

That pussycats have little cats,

And dogs have little dogs,

That proper minks have little minks,

And fish have little fishes,

Then why don't sinks have little sinks

Instead of dirty dishes?

MEET THE STAFF

Mr,Smith: When he enters the room everyone knows

For he slams the door with such great blows.

When he sees our faces full of gloom

His laughter rings throughout the room.

He tells such jokes that we have to laugh

And refer to him as a teacher and a half.

Mrs.Milsap: Mrs.Milsap thin and meek

Runs her classroom nice and sleek

And all her students do agree

She's like a little chickadee.

Mr.Helliwell: Sitting in his classroom looking very grim He suddenly perks up when his favourite class comes in The grade eight students love him

They cherish every word

He's one of the teachers we'd like to keep

Good luck to him in "River Deep".

Mrs.Walroth: We all agree is a very good shot

Which is one of the things many people are not

The blackbirds and starlings-away they all fly

When they see Mrs. Walroth with blood in her eye.

Mrs.Brown: a good driver she makes

She knows how to use both the clutch and the brakes

A drive in the city is very nerve-racking

But this is one fear in which she is lacking.

Mrs. Metler: A teacher at Newburgh

Of whom we boast

Will be leaving soon

To go to the coast

We say good luck to life in the west

And to Dr. Metler ~ great success.

Mrs.Nugent: grade one teacher

Horses are her favourite creature

The people come from near and far

To ride something better than a car.

Mrs.Armstrong: Mrs,Armstrong full of health

Helps us keep low beneath the belt

She teaches us diseases and the common cold

With the best intentions and a heart of gold.

Mrs.Wightman: If ever a singer we have heard

This one does sing like 'a bird

She snaps her fingers and stamps her foot

And right on the note the song is put.

Mr,Sutton: Our Newburgh Public School is clean

The doors and windows have a sheen

Can't you see on his face that look of disgust

When the cupboards get smeared and the floors get mussed It must be so terrible to always have work

Then come back the next day and see more and more dirt But when "we" arrive its as neat as a button

We are very grateful to you Mr. Sutton.

INTRODUCING THE NEWBURGH PUBLIC SCHOOL GRADE 8 CLASS

Reid Austin

Audrey Benn

Gordon Brown

Brian Conway

Paulette Conway

Elizabeth Cox

Wendy Cox

Carol Elstow

Andreas Erne

Mary Finlay

Paul Gehan

Roger Gibson

Eddie Harrison

Frank Hartwick

Betty Herrington

Marion Herrington

Nancy Huffman

Jimmy Keller

Susan Kellar

Trudy Keller

Donald Kerr

Brian Kirkpatrick

Charlene Leeman

Karen Leeman

Dale Pidgeon

Barry Remington

Connie Rendell

Joanne Roantree

Roger Thompson

Hilda Thompkins

Bonnee Wartman

Allen Whayte

Robert Wood

MEET THE GRADE EIGHTS

Nancy Huffman:

Fiddle, faddle, foddle

She might become a model.

Jimmy Keller:

Although each baseball he does miss

He aspires to be a geologist.

Susan Kellar:

A fair girl with short blonde hair

When she's a doctor, we'll have good care

Trudy Keller:

Bright and smart is she

A veterinarian might be.

Donald Kerr:

When playing ball he has no fear

He wants to become an engineer.

Brian Kirkpatrick:

A blue-eyed lad with freckles galore

Wants to own a meat-packing store.

Charlene Leeman:

Dark brown hair, always happy and gay

Will likely become a nurse someday.

Karen Leeman:

Although Hollywood is quite far,

She still wants to become a star.

Dale Pidgeon:

This energetic girl works all day

At the end of the day is happy and gay.

Barry Remington:

A lively guy, full of jokes and fun

Always has his homework done.

Connie Rendell:

Jet-age girl, tall blonde, and fair

Mod clothes to school she always wears.

Joanne Roantree:

Joanne, the stewardess, wants to fly,

And comfort people who travel so high.

Roger Thompson:

While the teacher's away

Roger Thompson will play.

Hilda Tompkins:

She is a quiet friend    

Just a giggle; now and then.

Bonnee Wartman:

Here is a girl with get up go

As a hairdresser her business is sure to

grow.

Allan Whayte:

A well-liked lad who is kind of guiet,

But finds it hard to keep his diet.

Robert Wood;

Going to Kemptville is his plan,

He’ll soon be working with the land.

Reid Austin:

Quite reserved among his pals

Let him loose among the gals.

Audrey Benn;

She is both smart and small

If you need help give her a call.

Gordon Brown:

We find him a dependable lad

His marks in school are far from bad.

Brian Conway:

Although he is kind of quiet

With the girls he's quite a riot.

Paulette Conway:

This girl who has flashing eyes

Seems to attract all the guys.

Elizabeth Cox:

With her quick temper she will curse

But she has hopes of becoming a nurse.

Wendy Cox:

A student whose hair is red

Wonders why school is always dead.

Carol Elstow:

You'll dazzle at the sight of her

That's Carol, the high school teacher.

Andreas Erne:

He'll pilot a plane up so high in the air

So please look out for the world's worst scare.

Mary Finlay:

Smart she may be in all her courses

She only has a heart for horses.

Paul Gehan:

A boy without a care

His body's here-his mind is where?

Roger Gibson:

On the ladder of life he'll climb much higher Than many others with the sports writing desire.

Eddie Harrison:

A stocky lad who is quite a brain

Not so if caught in the rain.

Frank Hartwick:

Working for a 'newspaper, writing on sports The critics will acclaim all Frank's reports.

Betty Herrington:

Hairdos will provide her future income

She's sure to succeed far better than some.

Marion Herrington:

She hasn’t much to say

But everyone likes her anyway.

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"Why can't you drive a golf ball?"

"It doesn't have a steering wheel."

ESSAY WINNERS

A TRUE FRIEND

(First prize essay, by Paul Gehan)

   Have you ever wondered what a true friend really is? You may consider a great many people as friends, but are they true friends? Here are a few examples of what some people may regard as true friends.

   To a teenager a friend might be the instructor who teaches him to dance so well that he becomes better than the teacher; 'or maybe it's the person who lends him his "Monkee" album or his picture of the "Beatles". To a sportsman it could be the weatherman who predicts clear weather that comes even though it has rained the past forty days and forty nights. An old lady might consider a true friend to be the woman next door, who has a fence to lean on, and plenty of "don't tell it to anyone else" gossip. A waitress could think it's the person who leaves her the largest tip; while another woman might consider it to be the judge who gives first prize to her fresh home-baked apple pie, or the man who repairs her favourite rocker. A man might think it was the repair man who had his television set back in time for the hockey game. To a student it could be the person who always lends him his book.

   You will very likely have an entirely different reason for considering someone as your true friend, but no matter what the reason, I am sure he or she deserves the name.

THAT SCHOOL BUS!

(Second prize essay, by Trudy Keller)

   Go! As though a rifle had been fired, the stampede begins! As I lift myself from my desk, the throng of people drags me down the aisle to the coat rack, where I'm nearly trampled. Grabbing my coat, I'm borne out the door and pushed to the side. Glancing down I realize, full of horror, that my books are still back in the classroom.

   With arms upflung I force myself upstream against, the torrent. I reach my desk finally and force back the tears as I sight my books strewn across the floor. These gathered, I'm once again swished out the door.

   I reach the sidewalk and am forced by a crowd into the nearest bus. As I glimpse a t the bus driver on my way down the aisle, I find out that I'm on the wrong bus! Fighting my way back down the steps, I mutter an apology of, "Sorry, wrong bus," to the driver.

   Once again on the sidewalk I feel a mushy soft substance under foot and looking down, I see a small first-grader, his binder clasped to his chest1 who obviously had been trampled. I whisper a silent prayer for his life realizing it is of no avail to attempt to help him.

   Once on my own bus I grab the first seat that I see. With ears plugged against the screams, I seat myself. The deafening roar pounds on as I'm flattened by a person wander­ing up the aisle of the swaying vehicle. I collect my thoughts to figure out the number of stops before my house looms up. It is impossible to see out of the window through the crowd.

   Later as I wearily tumble down the steps, I promise myself that I will continue my Karate lessons.

SPRING BEAUTY

(Third prize essay, by Carol Elstow)

   A gentle, refreshing rain nourished Mother Nature's children, leaving the air clean and

awakening the sleeping life.      '      .

   The flowers swayed slightly boasting their green finery with many a de11cate bud splashed against an emerald background and all the while glistening beads of water slide down the smooth velvety green leaves.

   The sun burst forth shining with gentle rays, relaxing a tired old earth and reviving its dead nerves.

   The treetops swept gracefully to and fro across the sky like a ballerina at her best.

The seemingly dead branches began to take notice that this is spring and the buds joyously sprang open to greet the new season which beholds the world's treasure. Now only a few old leaves are left to be seen. Because now everything is new in this world of fantasy and colour.

   Trickles of water become streams, streams become rivers, rivers become lakes, and lakes in turn become oceans of bottomless depth. This occurrence of wonder is caused by the snow now out of fashion melted and returning to the nearest resource.

   Even the birds while drinking in the clean, nectar-filled air express their infinite contentment with a song which is of the greatest quality.

   All the world seems to be laughing and crying for joy. The pure ecstasy is enough to gladden anyone's heart and as you walk through this ever amazing earth you will suddenly realize how wonderful it is to be alive when you are able to see Spring Beauty.

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    ­It takes hundreds and thousands of bolts and nuts to make a modern automobile but only one nut to spread the whole deal all over the highway in seconds.

POEM WINNERS

A TEEN-AGERS PLEA

(First Prize Poem. by Elizabeth Cox)

We stand all alone in a heartless world,

As each phase of maturity unfurls.

And a question stands foremost in our minds,

"How do we grow up, leave childhood behind?”

We ask it, bewildered, lost, and alone,

But no one answers, we are on our own.

We turn to our parents-no answer there,

Won't anyone help us, sometime, somewhere?

Then adults wonder, so many times,

Why the delinquency, why the crime?

But when they are questioned and asked for help

­No time, no answers. always something else.

Man's past mistakes we try to correct

On our own, but we are constantly halted and checked.

Our ways are put down, our new methods spurned.

By trial and error-that's how we must learn.

They tell us keep straight, stay on the right road;

But they don't do it themselves, by them we are showed.

We're given examples, tho' oft' shabby and hollow;

Don't blame us, when we wander, we've no one to follow.

How do we do it, won't somebody say?

Are there no answers to questions to-day?

MAN THE DESTROYER

(Second Prize Poem. by Carol Elstow)

The trees waved slightly with a stillness about,

Their leaves were victims of death,

Now silence reigned the earth and without a doubt,

The air holds no human breath,

This foreboding planet now reveals no life,

Not one sound of movement here

Where the growing pains of man caused this great strife

And brought the judgment day near.

Fools, bloodthirsty killers of the human race

You are mixed up like a child

And need a guiding hand to show you your place.

This being late you've gone wild.

With your weapons refined you've struck yourselves down.

You've spared not a living thing.

The corpses have fallen now covering the ground,

Where angels surrounding sing.

So now there is no one to bury the dead,

But Mother Nature and time.

Because down the wrong path God's children were led,

Killing the men of this crime.

It's a shameful death for our God fearing men,

Innocent of this deed.

Their bodies turned as dust to the earth again.

They no longer lie and bleed.

They've gone where the holy light shines forever.

Rain falls refreshing and sweet.

While those dogs will go where it's bleak and never

The Ruler of Heaven meet.

You men of greed do you wish to rule the dead?

Who once filled the world with sound.

May my bitter curse now rest upon your heads

And your dead lie on the ground.

THE MIGHTY STRENGTH OF THOR

(Third Prize Poem, by Trudy Keller)

The darkness came though only noon,

And all birds there had ceased to croon.

The once blue skies had turned to grey,

And Thor’s wrath had surely changed the day.

The thunder clapped between the hills,

And the King solemnly showed his wills.

From Mount Olympus his voice was heard,

And the people shook . at every word.

Thor raised his hands above his head,

And rain rushed forth like pellets of lead.

Thus to them having proven his power,

He shook his head and it ceased to shower.

While the people below him sank to their knees,

Over the land came a warm gentle breeze.

Their hands were uplifted their voices were loud,

And Thor cleared the sky of every cloud.

FOLLOWING ARE REPORTS ON EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEWS WITH EACH OF THE THREE TEACHERS LEAVING OUR SCHOOL

PRINCIPAL LEAVING

by Charlene Leeman & Mary Finlay

   With many regrets we bid our experienced principal, Mr. Smith, good-bye.

   Mr. Smith started his education at Dunnville Public School, then graduated from Dunnville High School and attended Hamilton Teachers' College. Later took extension courses for his Bachelor of Arts Degree which he received from the University of Western Ontario in London. Postgraduate work was done at Edinburgh University, Scotland.

   "Marriage is an attraction", states Mr. Smith, "but while I am single I am able to ex­plore opportunities that are offered, and to accept greater challenges.

   When asked what fault he finds with the younger generation, Mr. Smith stated that he feels there is nothing wrong, but that many adults do not realize that more than half the world's population consists of young people who are twenty-five years of age, or younger.

   As Mr. Smith leaves for Fenelon Township, the pupils of Newburgh Public School wish him many more happy and successful years of teaching.

NORTH TO DEEP RIVER

by Trudy Keller & Elizabeth Cox

   We are sad to announce that although Mr. Helliwell has enjoyed his stay here he will be leaving this year to teach in Deep River. His reason for leaving is that he likes the town

and country there.

   He compliments us when he says the thing he

enjoyed most here was the general change in students as they have a keener interest in school and are better mannered than other students he has taught before. Although he sees this as a betterment over last year, he can still think of some improvements that

could be made such as the building of a gymnasium and having recess abolished bringing earlier dismissal so as to make time for clubs, He considers rotation one of the big improvements made.

   We wish him luck in the future in completing his university education. He still wishes he had become an accountant or a public rela­tion or personnel worker but we are glad that the free summers and his interest in young people persuaded him to become a teacher.

His favourite mottos are: "anything you obtain without work isn't worth obtaining at all" and "nothing is obtained without work' is proven to us by his desire to further his edu­cation and we do hope they bring him the suc­cess he is striving to achieve.

   Mr.Helliwell wishes to express his thanks to the student body for the attention and con­sideration they have shown him on many occa­sions throughout the past year.

WESTWARD BOUND

by Ed Harrison

   Mrs. J.Metler is now completing her third rear of teaching in Newburgh. On the 1966/67 staff, she is second only to Mrs. Milsap for years taught in Newburgh. She enjoys teaching the primary grades of one through three. This year she taught part of grades two and three. During her three enjoyable years here, she has taught grades two, three, and four.

   Mrs. Metler, with her four year old son, Bobby, and interning husband, Dr. R. Metler, is moving from the village on June 6 to New West­minster, British Columbia. She is looking forward to the trip as they are driving their car and taking their own time.

   Once there, Dr. Metler will continue intern­ing at the Royal Columbia Hospital in New Westminster which is the main reason for their leaving. Mrs. Metler does plan on teaching in New Westminster although she does not know in which school she will be placed.

   Mrs. Metler stated, "Even though New West- minster is much bigger and more prosperous, we will miss Newburgh." It should be, "Newburgh will miss the Metler family. On behalf of the staff and pupils at Newburgh Public School, I would like to wish the Metler's, "Good Luck!"

and "Good-bye"!

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MR. SMITH: "That's what everyone says ...and every night too."

4-H CLUBS

by Betty Herrington

   On March l7th, the Public School in Newburgh was visited by Mr. Mills, the 4-H Clubs organi­zer. He explained that 4-H represents Head, Heart, Hand and Health. He told us that boys and girls must be 12 by January 1st and under 21 by December 31st to join. He also mention­ed that it takes just ten young people to form a club.

   The first club was formed in 1915 but was not officially called 4-H until 1952. Mr. Mills explained that most of these clubs such as Dairy, Beef, Swine, Sheep, Forestry, and Trac­tor are started in the spring. He showed us a film on 4-H cattle which he had taken at var­ious fairs.

   If you are interested in joining a 4-H Ag­ricultural Club, contact the office of the Agricultural Representative in your County or District. He will be happy to assist you in every way possible.

ICE CREAM ISN'T WHAT IT USED TO BE

The law doesn't make ice cream manufactur­ers list what they put in their product but a doctor recently broke down some supermarket quarts and found the following:

1. Diethy Gluco1 - A new chemical used in place of old-fashioned eggs to hold the bulk together in a solid. This chemical is also used in anti-freeze and paint remover.

2. Aldehyde C17 - A chemical used to give ice cream a cherry flavour. It is also used as a liquid in plastics and rubber.

3. Pipernal - A chemical used in place of vanilla. It is also used in killing bugs.

There are more of these ingredients. They also don't include much cream and sugar which is what the old-fashioned ice cream is all about.

 CLASSROOM JOKES

ALLEN: "I thought your doctor said you could have just one drink a day."

ROGER~ "That's right and I'm sticking to his orders, too, This is for August 21, 1974.

MRS. MILSAP: "Stop reaching across the table. Don't you have a tongue?"

BONNIE: "Yes, but my arm is longer,"

ROBERT: "If a bee married a door bell, what would they call their children?"

CARO~: "Humdingers."

DALE: "Where do you figure that the guy who invented spaghetti got the idea?"

BRAIN: "Probably out of his noodle,"

EDDIE; the card shark: "I held a perfect hand last night."

SUSAN: "You say the nicest things."

MR. HELLlWELL: "There's one thing about owning a sports car - if you run out of gas you can just put it over your shoulder and burp it."

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DAFFY DEFINITIONS

Flattery: Something which makes everyone sick except the one who swallows it.

Love: A serious disease usually cured by marriage.

Marriage: An expensive way to get your apart­ment cleaned.

Psychiatrists’ Couch: Bunk bed.

Diaper: A changeable seat cover.

Divorce: A splitting headache.

Tarzan; A real swinger.

GRADE 8 HAS ORIENTATION DAY

by Robert Wood

   On Wednesday June 14, the Newburgh Grade 8 class made its annual visit to Napanee for a preview of the school they will attend next year.

   A bus transported the pupils to Napanee.

After entering the school, everyone including students from neighbouring schools was directed into the auditorium where speeches were given by Mr. Froud, Mr. Medd and Mr. Walmsley. Students were divided into all boy and all girl groups of 30 each. The groups were shown parts of the school. Here is an example of one tour: first to the science room (with chemistry apparatus), to the shops rooms (for boys), to the physical education room, agriculture room, English room, and to the geography room. The teacher from the last room that was visited by a group then led the students to the cafeteria where free "Cokes" were served. 'The bus ride home ended the trip. It was a good way to acquaint us with the school.

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RAIN - MY OPINION

   As my teacher droned on about history, my mind wandered outside where the rain poured down. Its presence meant a dash for boots and coats and then a splashy race home. The dry streets and roads would become rushing rivers while clumsy raincoats have to be worn. However, I consoled myself with the thought, “Better a school day than a Saturday”.

                                               by Trudy Keller

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   Rain is an evil word among baseball players since it can very easily stop a game. It will turn a velvety green baseball diamond into a slippery, slimy pool of mud or a player's shining clean uniform into a grimy, unrecognizable suit. His skin is coated with dirt; it's in his eyes, nose, mouth, ears and yes, under his nails. The ball becomes slippery, hard to throw and equally hard to hit or catch. If you were a baseball player would you like rain?

                                                  by Paul Gehan

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   To the average four-year old, rain is not appreciated. Who likes being kept from his freedom? The small ones cannot ride their tricycles or play "hordey". Unfortunately, swings aren't usually found inside most homes. Trucks and building blocks, highlights of the winter, are no fun now. The imprisoned tyke has to gaze forlornly out the window and hope that tomorrow will be better.

                                                 by Robert Wood

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   After a long period of drought, rain is appreciated and longed for by farmers. Crops that have been withering come back to life. The dairy cattle produce richer milk after eating the now sweeter grass. If beef cattle are raised they too will benefit from better grass. The

wells on the farm are raised with pure rain water to quench the livestocks' thirst. Without rain a farmer cannot prosper on his expensive investments.

                                                     by Eddie Harrison

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Have you ever wondered at the beauty a rain provides? As you walk in the garden or forest, you can see the trees shake off their silvery overcoat. The birds come out of their shelters and begin searching for food. The beautiful flowers glisten from the fresh bath and the green grass feels wet and soft at your feet. Sounds of frogs rejoicing come to your ears and each small animal proclaims its joy, Being able to see all this splendour and cool freshness after one small rainfall makes one realize what a great gift Mother Nature has given us.'   

                                                       by Susan Kellar

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Rain! The forest ranger thought to himself. Beautiful rain! That brush fire down in section five should be under control soon and there is less danger of more starting although I'll have to keep a sharp watch for fires begun by lightning. Now the beavers won't have stagnant water in their ponds which will mean more fish living and a better reservoir made by the beavers' dams. Hunters may not like it but really it is benefiting them considerably, because rain means that animals won't stay in burrows where it is cool and damp. Nobody knows how much rain means to a forest ranger.

                                                          by Jimmy Keller

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The picnic chairman sat at his desk looking up telephone numbers, making phone calls and cursing his luck as the rain beat at the window pane. Two days before, they had planned a picnic but had never considered the weather. Now the food and drink, which had been bought would waste away as the rain was predicted to last from two or three days. Parents would have to face their children with broken promises. But the chairman would not declare defeat. He rented the hall in the village where they were to have a banquet and games but due to the rain all would miss out on the swimming and sports.

                                                           by Donald Kerr

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From an artist’s point of view, rain creates many picturesque scenes that are duplicated on a piece of canvas to form a beautiful painting. For instance, rain brings to life big blooming roses, shiny red apples, lovely green grass and tall fruitful trees. Fresh sparkling streams flowing down towering, rugged mountains, and glistening lakes would not be, if there were no rain. Rain is water which makes possible the life of many animals which we admire so much. The tiny rain drop, itself, has a beauty of its own. It glistens like a diamond in the sun. More delight than you can estimate is provided by the tiny drops of rain.

                                                         by Mary Finlay