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June of 1986 marks the end of the 21st year of our school. York Montessori was founded in 1965, with a great deal of resolution and enthusiasm, in order to provide a special kind of education that was not being offered in the public sector. All of this has come into reality and now, in 1986, we have over 300 children, from 2V2 to 14 years of age, attending our school. Our independent school is providing children with the opportunity to grow and develop, not only intellectually, but also physically and spiritually. We have always attempted to help our children achieve total development at any stage of the process. This becomes readily apparent as children, who have been at VMS for a number of years, go on to other school environments. Their growth in all of these directions is obvious and gives us even more reason to be proud of our school. Our teachers and our parents have had a strong hand in this development. Simply stated, their great support has unquestionably resulted in our success over the years. The teachers of VMS always give more than what is asked of them, and the organization of the yearbook is an excellent example of that dedication. Many, many long hours have gone into the production of this book and our thanks must go to Susan Charron, Barbara Lister and to Dianne Dowman. Under their supervision, the Grade 8 class has had invaluable first-hand experience in the production of Perspective 1 86. This past year marked the formation of our new VMS Parentsâ&#x20AC;˘ Guild. Their accomplishments of the past nine months have been nothing short of amazing, from the Citrus Sale through Casablanca Night, to the Sports Banquet, the Plant Sale and Graduation. The Guild has made a wonderful contribution of time, energy and enthusiasm and they deserve the congratulations of all of us at YMS. Next year will be no different- 1986/87 will be an exciting year, with growth and change, as always. However, the same careful dedication which has marked our direction in the past will remain our greatest strength!

SAMUEL FINGOLD

Sam (alias J.R. Ewing) Sam always has great ideas for everything and sometimes too many. He gets all of his news from the National Inquirer (he has an inquiring mind) plus he's great at badminton. Sam is also a house secretary (a super one at that) and one of our editors the Y.M.S. Times. Fantastic. What will we do without him? See you later Sam we'll miss

MARK GAMBHIR

Mark nas a funny sense o r. We're sure in the near future that Mark will become a well-known comic collector and a Saturday morning Gumbi and Pokie cartoonist. We wish you luck in high school and we'll miss you! LEE KRELSTEIN

ELIZABETH GOTTLIEB (Vogue)

Guess what Elizabeth's favourite saying is? Oh my God, you don't know? Oh my God! Oh my God! Elizabeth's hair style has become a trend in the class (fortunately, only with the girls!) We wish you many happy years to come!

Okay, a little to the right ••• No ••• a bit to the left. Okay, now move back No! No! More! Perfect! Now say cheese. Ooops! r•m out of film! Sorry! Our fantastic photographer for the yearbook and the Y.M.S. Times. We'd like to thank him for putting his wondrous skills to work and producing great pictures. Lee is also a trend setter of clothes, watches, and sports! We hope you will prosper in your photographing skill and have a happy bf~ginning in a new school ! 1

MICHAEL LISTER

Mike "the klutz" With the "magic touch" On all the sports teams But not good at sewing seams When he enters the room, There always seems to be Some kind of a boom He wants to be a great M.D., That's what we'd like to see!

KYLE ROBERTS

(Do doctors have to handle thermometers?) In the end, He was a good friend, We'd like to say bye, To a wonderful guy

Kyle, Kyle, Can you run a mile? Off he goes, hippity-hop, Kyle's off to the do-nutshop! * Too bad, we won't see you in a while! Adios Kyle! *Kyle also likes Burgers!

BARBARA STURDEE

Barbie Smart! Athletic! Running, studying, giggling What's so funny? Cute! As one of the original Day School kids. Barbie is graduating! After 10 productive, well-spent years at Y.M.S. we know she'll miss these "hallowed halls". We wish you good luck at Lawrence Park.

NICKY ZEIBOTS

Nicky is finally graduating, after 10 years at Y.M.S. He has done everything with our school from A - A and believe it or not he can recite every T.V. commercial aired on prime time. (We're not so sure, however, how much of the school curriculum he knows!) We wish him good fortune in his new school and a farewell.

LEVEL 1: Back Row : Sheila Royce, Mathew Lenczner, Christian Lev, Justin O'Connell, Alanna Wilson, Sara Duncanson, Rory Mitz, Sarah Dimick, Nicholas Daube, Adam Barnard, Ann Peddie Middle:

SPan Wylie, Angela Radford, Jennifer McNeeley, Michelle Cooke, Louise Price, Kristian Bruun

Front: Mackenzie Glaholt, Cameron Walsh, Adam Radwanski, Bruno Menard.

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LEVEL 2: Back Row: Alixe Paisley, Mary Catharine Lennon, Vanessa Ast, Cameron Scace, Tyler Walker, Rachel Wege, Linsay Anderson, Pamela Royce. Middle: Alexis Griffith-Greene, Falan Austin, Emma Kassirer, Julian Taylor, Maria Quattro, Andrew Wylie, Karin Bestig, Barbara Galbraith Front:

Jamie Spratt, Peter Schindler

LEVEL 3: Back row: Pat Jerred, Nicholas Wagner, George Lembessis, John Duncanson, Carla Scheffold, Ian Menear, Hugh Eastwood, Michael Shanahan, Lindsay Gallimore Front : Angela Wagner, Ryan Mitz, Cindy Warrack-Onyskiw, Natalie Dowman, Joan Wong, Erin Hickock, Markus Bestig, Mehan Bauer Absent:路 Noah Charney

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LEVEL 4: Back row: Barbara Rodrigoe, Andrew Scace, Mathew Kassirer, Christy Nichol, Amanda Lawson, Fiona Galbraith, Barbara Pittet Middle:

David Beddington, Drew Weston, Andrew Bracht, Erik Jensen, Magnus Creutz, Joel Stein, David Naftolin, Eyal Sivan, Adam Marcus

Front: Scott Lister, Megan Griffith-Greene, Lindsay Ast, Pier Lutman, Geoffrey Bellingham, Sara Redgrave, Daisy Mclean, Michael Wortsman Absent:

Alexander Khasnabish

LEVEL 5: Back row: Jonathan Royce, Michael Fingold, Andrew Dowman, Janna Imrie, Meghan Cherry, Douglas Paisley, Jamie Schwartz, Sean Silverberg Front : Bronwyn Anderson, Peter Gottlieb, Rees Pepperell, Mathew Green, Robin Stewart, P. J. Lennon, Cameron Langs, Mary Courneyea. Absent: Robert Price, Andrew Walker

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LEVEL 6: Back row: Patti Smith, Jessica Mann, Jessica Hardy, Jessica Wege, Greg Goldsack, Ian Poulton, Dianne Dowman Front: Ted Crysdale, Erin Marcus, Jeremy Mcintosh, Erica Lenczner, Michael Lumbers, Anthony Solomon, Todd Jamison. Absent: James Beddington, Alexander Innes

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LEVEL 7-8: Back Row : Dianne Dowman, David Temple, Mark Gambhir, Nicky Zeibots, Sean McMurtry, Kyle Roberts, Sam Fingold, Greg Filzmaier, Stephen Nichol, Susan Charron. Front : Tim Keeley, Mike Lister, Elizabeth Gottlieb, Barbie Sturdee, Sara Green, Dennis Courneyea, Marc Lutman, Lee Krelstein. Absent: Alexander Hobcraft

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CHAMPLAIN HOUSE

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HOUSES Everyone who attends Y.M.S from Level 1 through 8, are members of a House. These Houses are Champlain House, Simcoe House, McClung House. and Johnson House. Our House system has been in existence for four years now and it has never been better! It has been a year of enthusiasm and spirit in gaining House points and competing in House challenges.

The Levels 4 - 8 competed in Broomball: McClung vs. Champlain and Johnson vs. Simcoe. Johnson and Champlai n were the winners of this event. Handling the ball in Broomball was very difficult.

Fortunately, demerits were abolished this year but progress points were handed out as usual to those who showed major achievement in a certain subject.

Johnson - 1st Champlain and McClung - 2nd Simcoe - 4th

The new leaders are Lee Krelstein of Simcoe House; Mike Lister of Champlain; Nicky Zeibots of Johnson House ; and Barbie Sturdee representing McClung House.

After one more free skate, the scores were added up and the final standings were:

We hope this great enthusiasm never dies and all the Houses display as much spirit as they did this year.

The Vice-Heads this year collected the House points and the foursome were: Tim Keeley of Simcoe; Dennis Courneyea of McClung; David Temple of Johnson and Mark Gambhir of Champlain.

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Winter Sports Day The Annual Skating Sports Day this year was held once more at North Toronto Arena. All you kids who left early for March Break missed out. You should have been there! The day began with all the classes walking over to North Toronto Arena. with our ear muffs on and our skates around our necks. After a free skate period, the whistle blew to signal the start of the competition. Relays were held for the smaller kids: first, an obstacle race and later a bean bag race.

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BIOGRAPHY OF MY DAD David G. Temple was born at the Toronto General Hospital on Hay 1st, 1945 and was very healthy at the time. The schools he went to were Forest Hill, U.C.C. and then Ridley College. At these schools he played many sports such as cricket, hockey, football, tennis, baseball. and his favourite, skiing. Speaking of school, that Is where my Mum and Dad met- at a school dance. My Dad is a real hard worker around the house. If he isn't doing the dinner he is doing dishes, If he's not doing dishes he Is then vacuuming. The only day he didn't do this routine was yesterday because it was his birthday. Dad has done some pretty bad things such as when he was at Ridley College. One night Dad and two other friends stole some twenty pounds of flour. Then they put all this flour in the organ pipes of the chapel. So the next morning during the ceremony as the organist hit the certain keys, "Booof!" All the flour, went ail over everything and everybody! Before they were caned they all numbed their bottoms and put wash cloths down their pants so as the cane hit them they weren't in pain; they just tried not to laugh. His Children are Juliet age 17, lindsay age 15, and me, age 13. He would like to see me put more of an effort towards school (just joking) maybe, and more work done in the house. My father has many hobbles such as skiing, gardening, shopping and coaching different sports. My Dad Is an all round guy. His jokes are pretty good and he helped me clean my room. I just wish he would stop underestimating the products that are on the market these days. by David Temple Level 7

THE FOUR SEASONS Winter: We dress up warmly one and all, To go outside, see the snowflakes fall. When inside there's a surprise too; Hot chocolate, JUSt for you! Spring: Soon the leaves are thick with buds, The frozen earth turns Into mud. Spring has come, Spring is here, Come and join in the cheer. Summer: School is out, once and for all I can wait until Fall. Riding bikes, swimming in pools, I am glad I am not in school. Fall: Halloween, dressing up, Unicef, empty cups. The weather is brisk, clear and cool, And now once more I'm stuck in SCHOOL! by Meghan Griffith-Greene Level 4

DAYDREAMS Barbara thinks I'm reading, But I'm writing stories. I'm a millianaire, I'm under water, I'm running from city to city chased by hungry wolves! I'm walking Into a hot stream of Java, Burning my skIn until It was red. Barbara thinks I'm listening, But no. I'm going to Pluto, It Is cold. I'm playing with my puppy, ~egging all over the world And I see funny people. I'm flying like a bird in the sky. And I see a ba !loon. I'm dancing on the stage. by RM.hel Wege Level 2

THE DANCE

I danced with Krist!an Bruun. We went around and around. 1 danced with Jennifer and Sara Duncani on, Alanna and Justin. Michelle CMk danced with me tuo. We had hut duy s and dr wk~ and stuff like that, We got a big circle, we chose a partner and then everyone went around and around. My Mummy, in the morning, brought me t o school and I danced with Matheav Lenczner at the dance. There was loud mus ic at the dance. My Mummy pic~ed me up and took me home. by Angela Radford Level I

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SOCCER Soccer tryouts began in the Fall of 1985. Many of last year s superstars returned. Therefore we had an all-st ar team th is year. 1

We played about seven games, winning two and tieing two . Our wins were impressive over the strong and skillful team of Upper Canada College. Mike Bonnel l coached us th i s year . His efforts and enthusiasm spurred the team on to give it our best everytime we went out on the playing field. Thanks for a great season!

CROSS COUNTRY RUNNING

After school in September, all people willing to put in hard work and effort doing Physical Education and mainly running, turned up for the Y.M.S. cross country running try-outs. We heard many depressing comments straight from the runners• mouths as they ran around the park twice. "Once more!" "Why me?" "My legs are killing me!

"My ankle is broken!" "Help!" But, believe it or not, these same people had smiling faces when they were picked for the teams. Although some were on cloud nine, others were very unhappy for they weren't lucky enough to be on the teams. {Not because they coulctn•t run, but because they dictn•t show up for practise.) Sure, Mrs. Fowler heard many, MANY excuses for people not showing up but she couldn•t let them get the best of her. Congratulations to those who made it. And for those who didn't, you better shape up and go to ALL of the practises that are scheduled and we're sure you'll get on the team. The Y.M.S. cross country team participated in some very exciting cross country runs, including the famous Elora Gorge run. One of the runs included was the High Park run for which we arrived late. The Juniors missed their run; so, Mrs. Fowler decided that the Juniors could run with the Seniors! Scared that they were going to be beaten by the Juniors, the Seniors tried to explain that their run was going to be impossible. Well!! To the Seniors' surprise, the Juniors beat them so naturally they made excuses and walked away .

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The Elora Gorge run was one we had been training for for a long time. The Junior run was 5 km which for them was nothing new as they had run this distance at High Park before. For the Seniors it was a little more difficult because they had never really run 8 km. before. However everyone ran really well and a great time was had by all. The cross country teams were as follows: Junior - Michael lumbers, Jonathan Royce, Cameron Langs, Andrew Dowman, Jeremy Mcintosh, Janna Imrie, Adam Marcus, Bronwyn Anderson, Todd Jamison, Magnus Creutz, Sean Silverberg, Erin Marcus, Christie Nichol. Senior - David Temple, Michael Lister, Nicky Zeibots, Barbie Sturdee, Stephen Nichol, Sean McMurtry, Kyle Roberts. We would. like to congratulate those on the team who consistently made great times throughout the season. These runners were: Michael Lister, Michael Lumbers, Jonathon Royce and David Temple.

THE Y.M.S . 20th ANNIVERSARY PICNIC This was a very special year for our 20 year old Y.M.S. In September we held a picnic to honour 20 years of existence. It was a funfilled afternoon for Casa and Day-school students, their parents, and former staff and students. The day started off with the Grade 7 &aâ&#x20AC;˘s blowing up hundreds of balloons but unfortunately all that hard work and helium from the helium tank were wasted because the net that covered all the balloons blew away, releasing about 60 balloons into the sky. We were not hesitant to make another net full. At lunch time the fun really got under way with the aâ&#x20AC;˘s making fools of themselves acting like clowns and wearing Robin Hood hats. After lunch was devoured the games began! " The kids moved around from game to game. Baseball was played at the baseball diamond, eggs were tossed back and forth, parachute games were played, bubbles were blownt stories were told. A 11 mime 11 entertained and several talented parents painted the faces of many of the smaller children . If you were looking carefully, you would have seen a water balloon in the hands of someone. They were probably looking for someone to soak! To end the festivities, a giant checkerboard birthday cake (chocolate and vanilla iced squares), was shared by all. People slowly left the park grounds at the end of the day. It had been a fun and complete day hopefully signalled to many by our special Y.M.S. 20th Anniversary balloons. From now on maybe this will become an annual event!

A STORY ABOUT HY HOLIDAYS

ALBERT FINGER

Hi ! l ' ra here to tell you all about my hoi idays. I was sick for a week. It wasn't very much fun. It all started when I went to a surpn ~e pc1rty '':'r rny Grandpd . Hy cousin w.s~ sick but he did not know it, and theJI I got It and I d1d not know 1t. Then when it was time to go to Cralghurst 1 got sick and 1 could not go. I had to miss all the fun. 1 had some fun when my Hum read me some stor1 es and she 9ave me some chi cken soup. 1 Jove chicken soup! by Michelle Cook Level I

PETRO CANADA PRICE DOWN! The price of gas seems to be constantly going up. Today's car owners are mad at this and everyone seems t o want to do something about lt. Some are taking drastic measures and are boycotting Petro Canada thinking that If thl l Is done, prices will decrease so that Petro Canada can survive. I do not think that this will accomplish anything good In the long run. I a• against this boycott because If they lower the prices then they wouldn't be able to pay workers and some might be laid off work. Some •achinery might go to waste because It costs so much to run them. Another major problem Is that Petro Canada uses Its extra money to search for more oil reserves. In the future, this might affect the oil and gas Industries because there would not be enough gas and oil and Canada would have to buy more from other countries.

The people who are boycotting Petro Canada believe that their boycotting will surely bring down the prices of gas and oil. I don't think that these people are really thinking of the future of Canada In the way of gas and oil. Sure, It might make Petro Canada bring down their prices at first but It will hurt Canada as an oil and gas making country In the world. Hy conclusion Is that the people who are boycotting should break down. On the other hand, I also think that Petro Canada should keep their prices as low as possible and that they should try to research cheaper ways of getting oil. Besides. If Petro Canada cuts down the prices of oil, so much that It hurts, In the long run we would have to pay a lot more to buy oil from other countries and then this move wouldn't be successful . by Barbara E. Sturdee Level 8

HOW THE LIZARD GOT HI S FRILL

by Michael Shanahan Level 3

One day the frilled lizard (not the one we know today) was talking t o hi s friend raccoon (who wa s his sinister crime partner who also played tricks on him). They decided to steal the King's coat with fn II around the collar. They went to the palace t o steal it. The lizard wa s the fir st to try it on. Secretly the racoon had put glue on the coat and the coat wouldn't come off. Then he became the frilled lizard. by

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llhen Albert got t o his classr00111, hiS teacher was furious with him because he c a~e so late, and all h1s clas~tes started to chitchat and push him around. The f 1rst quest1on of the day was a history question , his best subject. llhen his teacher asked him a question all he could do was mumble because he was half asleep. His teacher was astonished that he couldn't answer that question, so after school they had a talk. After that ht> went home and did his usua I JObs. The next day he woke up very early sohe could study for his test in the first period. When he got to school he was very nervous. The test stao·ted in two minutes. He finished the test, the bell rang and he went outside to play. When he came in he heard that he had got perfect.

After school his Hum asked hi• what his mark was and he said he got perfect so they went out for dinner to celebrate the mark.

THE BIG BURP My father came home from work and let out a big fat burp. He washed all his shirts, ate dinner with a slurp and then did another big burp.

Albert hobbled towards the halfbroken door of the violent school. He t1ptoed Inside when he heard the principal's footsteps coming towards him. As he turned the corner he ran smack Into his mean pr 111c1pa I . He had no wherto to t urn or go so he stood there with a pale face. He began to tell his story but the principal continued to stafe at him like a hawk. AI ben f 111 i shed h1s story and the ptiiiCipal began to grab him by the scruff of the neck. Albert had been late several times so he was t aken into the principal's office a nd he cHid the pr wc i pa I had a ser1ous talk about coming late to

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Pizza Sale "Pizza: only $1.00 a slice!" You might have heard th is famous line if you took part in t he level 7' s and S's fabulous, stupendous~ incredible, awesome Pizza Sales. They easily and successfully made over $100.00 profit on each fantabulous sale. Sam and Mike, our famous bargain hunters, searched deep into the yellow pages to try and find an appropriate pizza delivery service that had what they were looking for. After hours and hours of phoning they finally chose the ever-famous 967-11-11. After our first marvellous venture we were hesitant to call Pizza Pizza again because of their carelessness in bringing the pizzas late, therefore putting our Pizza Sa1~ off-sch'edule. Unfortunately that wasn't the end of our problems. They had only delivered 10 of what we ordered which wasn't enough to feed Ann let alone her 19 demanding Gradel's! The pizza sales did not take a lot of organization due to much previously gained experience. As you can see Pizza Sales were major highlights for the Grade 7 and 8's this year. Thanks to all .who bought our pizza! Grazia!

BUILDING BRIDGES Y.M.S. Bridges falling down, falling down, falling down Y.M.S. Bridges falling down, our fair David! A week before the scheduled event. David met with the Level 5 - a•s during their Art periods to discuss different styles and kinds of bridges. We also talked about how the day at the park would be organized. At 9:30 on the morning of construction, everyone walked over to Sherwood Park where David gave us further instructions about the wood and the procedure for building our bridges. Two key elements in the process were: Crea~ivity and sensitivity to the environment. After being divided up into groups of four and five, we busily gathered our wood, nails • hammer, saws and string srr that we could oegin our creations. The Silver Gate Bridge, made by David, Kyle, Nicky, Sean, Sara and Alex, was totally smashe~ under.the weight of everyone standing on It.

P.J., Jonathon, Robert and Andrew Dowman, picked a tough spot because the 2 x 4 1 s that were supplied weren•t long enough! Furthermore it collapsed because there was no co-operation! The double decker crossing built by Michael Fingold, Andrew Walker, Cameron, Robin and Mathew looked impressive until Michael Fingold tried to walk on the upper deck and it collapsed. It was unfortunate that the bridge made by Mike Lister, Marc Lutman, Greg Filzmaier, Stephen and Lee was ruined when someone tore down the roof. Two quite different structures were the bridge with the sloping roof and one that was very artistic, being almost like a sculpture. At the end ofthe day, all the bridges had to be torn down (or as David so kindly put it- deconstructed!) and the materials brought back to school for use another time. Now nothing remains of our constructive efforts but our memories, and the photos included here.

The sun was getting high and it was time to prepare the meal. The hunting had been good that summer and there was woolly mammoth steak (cubes of beef) t o cook on sticks over lhe ftre al ong with the roots (carrots, turnips ) onions and mushrooms gathered by the womfn and children. There was also fruit dried and preserved (dates, figs and ra1s1ns) and nuts to crack open on the stones. The bannock had been mixed and was cooking over the hot coals and somebody had found a beehive in the woods and there was honeycomb to dip with the hot bread. The mead (apple cider) was already made and tasted good after the hard work of bu i 1ding.

SHERWOOD PARK IN THE NEOLITHIC AGE It was a bright, sunny morning and the clans started to gather as the first rays of the sun rose over the treetops. They met by the Great Fire to perform the ritual of inscribing the clan sign with the dyes of leaves and berries (paint from the art room). The signs were those of the Rising Sun, the Running Bear, Spirit of the Moon and the Red-tailed deer. The clans then scattered to search for a suitable building place and material to build shelters for the winter. Clan of the spirit of the Moon erected a ridge pole between two mighty trees, close to the river, and made a framework of branches which they covered with leaves, mud and grass.

After everybody had eaten vast quantities with great appetites, the work of the afternoon began. The potters made their bowls and dishes carving designs into the damp clay, the tool makers sharpened the flints and carved the wooden handles for the spears, the jewellery makers searched for grasses, leaves, cones and berries to make interesting necklaces. Everybody searched for their special stone and painted their own magic sign on it before placing it in the clan circle around the Great Fire.

Clan of the Running Bear found a sheltered spot high on the hill and, with the support of a fallen tree trunk, built their hut of branches. Clan of the Red-tailed Deer found a ready made shelter close to the fire, under the spreading low boughs of an evergreen and proceeded to furnish it with log stools. The hut of the Clan of the Rising Sun had a front and back entrance and was well protected by bushes. They scoured the woods for long straight branches to strengthen the roof. The sun was getting high and it was time to prepare the meal. The hunting had been good that summer and there was woolly mam .

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As the sun slowly moved westward everybody gathered by the Great Fire to tell in mime and action the story of the events that summer: the great mammoth hunt, the forest fire and the great storm, the enemy who attackthe camp. The day ended with the Great Clan Spirit Dance around the Magic Stone Circle. Then it was back to the Twentieth and Y.M.S.

(/\ 'Everybody had a different job and it was important to share things. Nothing was wasted, we used everything. Never forget travelling back in time. Like to go back and be Vikings and Indians !

HAUNTED HOUSE Even the bravest in the school needed a helping hand as they entered ••• The Grade 7 &8 haunted house was frightening, with eyeballs to handle, gooey intestines to finger, and man-eating plants to attack you - but what really scared everyone was the night to follow-- HALLOWEEN! As the first victim entered the evil witch•s house, she welcomed him with a friendly chuckle, then asked the ghoul to whip up the fire for her dinner had arrived. As she finished her meal she complained of still being hungry so the next victim was led in. The music was perfect for the occasion, of course, because it was picked up at her neighbourhood, 11 Zelda, the Record lady 11 • Igor led them to a dungeon (passing a graveyard where they were greeted by a mummy). Another real surprise was that the neighbourhood goodie-goodie shot Igor, then made the witch give everyone two candies for· their troubles. We hope that in the following years we shall have more visits from our friends from the dead city.

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Every Friday, half of the Y.M.S. school grabbed their skates and hopped onto the Eglinton rink for some pleasure skating. Just before anyone was on the ice you could always hear some of these famous words coming from the change room: "I can•t tie up my laces!" "Does anyone have a skate tightener?" "My feet are cold!" 11

1 can't skate!

1 don't have my skates!"

Because our school is so BIG onl'y half of us went every Friday! This period must have been very boring for many of the teachers because all they did was stand around and watch us! They can skate .•• can't they? Maybe we should start a program called, "Get the teachers on the ice"!

It was a hot and dry Septeaber day here In Toronto. At precisely 8:30 Dy first class of the 1985/86 year had begun. It was just after French class that I realized that this would be my last year at York Montessori School. Boy, did that make my first day of school seem a little brighter. For the next few weeks the only thought I had on •Y mind was not wearing thi s brown uniform any longer. One night In Octo~r I 'had a horrible dream. I was at Y.M.U., in case you've never heard of the famous Y.H.U., it stands for York Montessori University. Even mentioning that name made my mouth dry up and locked my jaw. Not one of the teachers had left but they did gain a few years experience. Hada~ Hauer was still a French teacher but also taught the art of initialling papers. Mada~~e Lister had not lost her great sense of humour nor her incredible ability to run a fa•tly and stay after school every day waiting for people to show up for their detentIons. Hrs. Fowler and Hike taught wheel chair basketball and recorded how many times you could touch your feet fr~ a wheel chair without getting out of your seat. Marilyn was no longer secretary because she had enough work keeping up with Paul and his forever changing hair. Susan was head of the Biology Depart-ent because she was so good at dt sections. Mrs. Zel bots had retired and given her job to Barbara Rodrigoe. Pat was head of the Drama Department because of her great acting. Barbara Galbraith had her own Scottish Dance studio. Betty and Hrs. Hobcraft were in char9! of the cafeteria and yes you still had to take home the food you did not finish. The Art Department t ad grown; they purchased a real darkroom that was not made out of garbage bags and bu II· etin boards . Teresa had her own lib· rary that was even bigger than the Hearth Room. Last but not least, Ann had decided to teach people how to give in baby pictures without giving their ldenti ty alo'ay. From then on the Idea of Grade

eight bei ng my l45t year at

York Montessori never enter~ •Y ~lnd and I am now ~tally and physically ready for the next eight years to be spent In a brown uniform. Oh, and by the Wdy, for those of you who remembered Hrs. Oowmdn, she works 4t the Toronto Centre for Hap Work and Orienteering. by Sam Fingotd Grade 8

THEY We did it! We made the Y.M.S. Times a best seller! Barbie returned as editor of the Times along with rookies Sam Flngold and Stephen Nichol. It was filled with interesting articles about our school, Including another fabulous and crazy baby contest for a $5.00 gift certificate for Apple VIllage. The contest was won by Lee Krelsteln and the second prize of a 27t gift certificate went to Magnus Creutz for guessing that SHE was Keith! The 1985/86 production staff provided us with not only a great layout but also submitted the hilarious car~ns to go on the various pages of our superb newspaper. Some of our regular sections In The Times were house news, sports, class news, features and the famous editor's note. This year Lee and Sean had the honours of being the class photographers and took both the sports pictures and spectal events snap shots. We would like to give special thanks to Susan Charron and Madame Lister for arranging the publishing of the newspaper. We hope there are many more years of publication for this newspaper!

JAMES POULTON James Poulton 1s from Torcnto, Canada. He is an archaeologist at Queen' s University. He took to Archaeol ogy at the age of 17 and has followed through ever since. tie became interested in Archaeology in the year 1982 when they found a ship's remains on the bottom of the Atlantic.

On the weekend ~Y Mum went to Ottawa. She took a plane on Saturday. We bought a VHS and we rented some movies. We got "Sixteen Ca11dles" and "Fright Night" and "St. Elmo's Fire" and Revenge of the Nerds" and "The Breakfast Club".

When James was around 3 or 4 he was alway s discovering new things and building on them. He liked to be alone most of the time. But that never interfered with what he liked to do best and that was learning . He loved to learn how thing s worked and why.

It was my si ster's birthday. Erica and her friend slept In the basement. We got Kentucky Fried Chicken â&#x20AC;˘â&#x20AC;˘

When he was eight he was smaller than most kids and he didn't have many friends, but as he y~ t older he learned more, had more friends and, best of all, he felt good about hil11self.

When I went to bed they woke me up at 12:15. I woke my Dad up and he went downstairs and told them to be quiet! by Mathew Lenczner Level I

When he got to the age of fourteen he had a lot more choices to make and had a lot of responsibilities which were cleaning up and getting his own f ocd. It was hard but he . pulled through. At the age of twenty he was well into hi s career and the world. by Jan Poulton Level 6

WAKING UP TO GO TO SCHOOL After an adventurous dream I hear my mother's whispering voice piercing my ear telling me to get up. I squeeze my pi I low and moan I ike a cat purring wi t11 a sore throat. My eyes are straining to open when mother informs me of the time again. The bright morning light is blinding. I stretch, feeling like I'm coming out of a cocoon. I rise up and flop down and, "Ouch!" I hit my head on the bedpost. Stretching once more I sit up, then stand. The freezing floor paralyses my feet. After a few seconds they adjust to the cold, and I can make my way to the washroom!

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Barbara thinks I'm reading but, I m play i n~ in the park, Go ing to Queen S treet~ Being a mother with children. Fall ing off the chairllft, Getting hurt. Barbara thinks I'm listening, Bvt no, I ' m being a star, Going to Californta . I'm on stage, Pretending to fall off a cltff, Liv1ng in a castle, Being a pr1ncess. By Vanessa Ast Level 2 395 Glencalrn Ave.,

Toronto, Ont. Canada. HSN IV2

by Sara Green level 7

October 22, 1985 To !lew Zealand! Dear lleidi and Cushla, 1 acn writiny this letter from Toronto's first Post Office using a quill pen. We are studying about our community and the Post Office Is one of the services that our community provides. In the morning we went to the Stock Exchange to find out about money and bartering. We also rode on a street car.

I wi shed that I lived by myself so I could have whatever I wanted to eat aud I could go out. by Louise Price Level I

The Blue ,lays are losing the World Series in baseball. Everyone Is crazy in Toronto about the Blue Jays. My family had Turkey on Sunday for Thanksgiving instead of Monday because my Dad had to work.

The time over here is 11:45 a.m. Monday. What time Is it over there? I hope you had a good winter. Sincerely yours, Natalie Oowman (level 3)

SCHOOL ASSEMBLIES

Fridays have always been special here at Y.M.S. - they begin with a school assembly. Something new this year was having the students sit with their House instead of their class. The flag-bearing executives tried to keep their memb~rs quiet and attent1ve because they could gain extra House points. To start off the year, the level 7 and 8' s rP.enacted the more memorable events of our first day of school. They got their hands on this infonnation from a roving reporter who secretly caught a glimpse of the activities in each class. The information was none too accurate, but it was fun anyway. (The secret reporter is still unknown and spy1ng - so beware!) The second assembly was performed by the Grade 6's. It was a skit from the future about a machine that told stories about the past. The actors listened to the computerized program and responded to the output. Is there sttll life in the future? The next assembly was done by both the fours and fives. This was about how ~he earth was formed. Barbara Rodrigoe read a story while the clas s acted it out. The Level 3's entertained us with their adaptation of a myth about how the,·e carne to be one sun in the sky. Our wit was tested by the clever performance of the level 2's. They read and acted out the Poem, "He has hi~ Father's eyes." Can you imagine thP panic in the music room when a set of eyeballs were produced! Cute as ever were the Level ones who gave us their rendition of "The Hairy Toe". In addition to the regular class assemblies, there were three special productions. The Level 4's and S's, as part of their class study of myths, performed "Helen of Troy" in front of the rest of the school and parents. The most spectacular event of the war was when the army (alias the 4's and 5's) jumped out of the huge cardboard horse on wheels. The war was over too quickly so the audience demanded an encore.

Spurred on by Barbara Galbraith, Pat Jerred and Susan Charron who had j ust completed a drama course at Y.P.T., the level 2,3, 7, and s•s got into the act and created magic! The event included hand made slides. acting out of poems that were written to express the Images on the slides. They worked on three thremes: weather, emotions and nature. The school gathered in the gym to view the final culmination of the two days' work. The show began with an explanation of slide making and a demonstration of the technique of movement to the image on the slide. In the end, the entire process was put together. This resulted in a series of tableaus and dramatic interpretations put to words and music. The actors and actresses were performing behind a screen on which the slides had been back-projected. The effect was awesome! Some say the best part of it all was the donuts and drinks afterwards 1 The Level 6' s set the stage for the Shakespearean PI ay, "Romeo and Jul1et". As we entered the art room we were immediately transported back to the Elizabethan times. Erica Lenczner and Jessica Wege were the star-crossed lovers. Their love ended in a tragic death for them both because of their feuding families. James Beddtngton was Juliet's father, Capulet; Ted Crysdale played the prince; Jessica Hardy was the priest; Ian Poulton was Tybalt as well as being a street fighter ; Jessica Mann was the narrator and there was an excellent cast of street fighters and stage hands! They deserve great praise for their superb interpretations of these Shakesperian characters. Watch out Stratford, the Y.M.S. players are on their way!

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Once again there were sewing classes for the G1'ade 8' s! Mrs. Kinoshita, veterart sewer, was brave enough to volunteer to teach the eight's sewing once again. Every Monday starting at l p.m., the first sewing class went to work at setting new trends in night wear~ Unfortunately, Elizabeth's nearly finished terrycloth bathrobe mysteriously disappeared without a trace! If you see anyone wearing it, call us! Barbie also made a terrycloth robe which turned out to be a total success, as was all of the B's night wear. Sam, looked 'maaahvelous' in his Chip n' Dale pyjamas! The boxer shorts trend was begun by lee. Mike made two pairs, one grey and white and the other red with tiny flowers~ Nicky made a white terrycloth bathrobe and plaid boxer shorts. Kyle went along with the boxer shorts trend and made his black with blue stripes, which Nicky said looked like ''a pool cover". Mark made black pyjamas that weren't quite finished in the last class, but thanks to Mrs. Kinoshita, were finished j ust in the nick of time. Don't forget to look for Elizabeth's bathrobe! There may be a big reward for its safe return!

COOKING

Munch, slurp, crunch! Look out McDonalds, Licks, Harveys. and China House! Here come the Y.M.S. cooking group! Theyâ&#x20AC;˘r~ sweeping across the kitchens of the nation. After the lunch break on Mondays, the Level 7's grabbed their chef's hat and apron and headed to the kitchen to whip up some tasty morsels. Mrs. Wege, the master chef, was helping the Level 7's on their way to the top! Every week Susan and the 8's were lucky enough to be the guinea pigs to try the 7's creations. Stephen Nichol, one of the junior chefs, enjoyed making cookies the most, while Alex Hobcraft's favourite was baking muffins. On January 13th there was a fierce cooking competition for the most nutritious sandwich, and the winner was: Marc Lutman! Good luck to all you junior chefs!

MRS WÂŁGE'S 2nd ANNUAL ACADEMY OF COOKING AWARDS Good Sport Award - Sara Green Behind the back baster. Get the guys back now for squirting water. "Egg-stra" Special Award - Marc Lutman, Stephen Nichol Most willing to cook anything. Meatball Award- David Temple For saying, "This is amazing!" the most times. Sherlock Holmes Award - Sean McMurtry For asking the most questions. Soggy, Smelly Sponge Award - Tim Keeley, Dennis Courneyea Th~

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Samurai Skewer Award - Tim Keeley, Dennis Courneyea Love to use the knives. Hot Hands, warm Heart Award - Alex Hobcraft, Steven Nichol Silver Spoon Award- Alex Hobcraft, Marc Lutman, Greg Ftlzmaier Most willing to taste new things. Mighty Mushroom Award- Greg Filzmaier "Brush off" unfounded insults to fabulous cooking. SupP.r Scoop Award - Sara Green Sweetness through It all. Colgate Award - David Temple Pasta tester looks like teeth. l ip in concentration.

David was always biting his

Shocking Chef Award - Sean McMurtry Most likely to change the recipe.

A CELEBRATION On Thursday, December 19th the whole school got together to entertain parents and friends with an evening we called, "Celebrations''. Each class represented a different cultural group by a skit and wonderful food that was to be savoured. Here is a list of the cultures represented: Level 1 - performed a great Finnish Dance that was presented around a Christmas tree. At the Level 1 booth they served some delicious Finnish food which was finished very rapidly. Level 2's were very good at playing the roles of the Indians in their play. They showed us an Indian version of the Christmas story. Level 3 1 s theme was Mexico and they played their roles very dramatically. Ryan Mitz was stupendously good at playing his guitar. They served warm chili that was good to the last drop! Level 4 practised a long time until they finally perfected their French Canadian square dance. It was obvious that the 8 boys and 7 girls (and Bronwyn from Level 5) really enjoyed the dance. Level s•s did a marvellous job pootraying the Druids. At the beginning of the evening they sold delicious cookies and loaves. Scrumdilisious cookies from all around the world were sold by the Level 6's. We all know that the Level 6's practised long and hard to be successful in memorizing tons and tons of lines for the play they presented called, "Fit for a King". Way to go guys! The brigl1t Level 7's did a flawless reproduction of the Chinese New Year with a great dragon that they built in art class. The 7's were very kind in helping the Level B's in their performance by providing the musical accompaniment and on the side they sold egg rolls! Level 8 - Although some of the boys can't sing for beans their presentation was well done, and in Hebrew too! As they danced around Susan, the crowd clapped wildly. They slithered into the crowd and lifted Scott Lister in a chair which they moved around in a circular motion. The parents put a great deal of effort into making the yummiest Potato Latkes you have ever tasted in your entire life. (Thanks) The performances were all a great success and all the children participated in decorating the gym. We could tell the parents loved it •. 'J•l,_ ,

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Albert sprinted towards the front door of the school. He dashed Inside when he heard creaky, loud footsteps above him. As he turned the corner he ran smack 1n to the headmaster. Albert had nowhere to go so he stood there dumbfounded . He began to explain sadly to the headmaster why he was late, but the headmaster contwued to stare at him strangely. Albert finished his story and the headma H rr be<Jan to laugh recklessly. "What are you laughing at?" asked Albert. He glared at him and Albert proceeded to k1ck him In the stomach. The Headmaster yelled, "My bones! OW!" Albert pushed him aside and bounded up the stairs. lie went crashing Into thf' classroom, across the room, over the teacher's desk and crashed against the blackboard whiCh fell into the cloakroom because the back of the board was fitted against a crack in the wall. Mr.

Rutong, his language teacher, stormed In and said, "To your decks".

Just thPn" fdt girl walked In and said, "The Principal awaits Albert Elson". At once everyone raced over to Albert and began quarrelling. Mr. Rutong screa-ed "Be quiet!" This startled everybody and they gasped. Albert snot out of the room and exploded into the headaaster' s office. The head~aster, a very thin, not, stern man nickna~. "The Shark", sat behind the desk. Beside hi~ stood a fat ~n. his assistant. The Headmaster started flapping his ar111s, starnp111g his feet and jUIIIping around the- room. He finally calllled down. The Headmaster said, "fifty lines from each of us will be assigned from my and mysP.lf. If they are.not done illllledlately you will have five added

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STORY WRITING Click, click, click, clicked the pen. What to write about? First write an outline. It should contain character. plot, genre and setting. After writing the outline write a descriptive story with not too many, "ands". Remember to mak~ the story make sense. The cold pen makes circles as the wrltet writes the title. The mind thinks, the hands wr ite. Oops! A spelling mistake. You need a dictionary. Flip, flip. flip. Ah, ah, here It Is - decision. D, E. C, I, S, I, 0, N. The first draft Revision lime. punctuation and do not nave too

Is complete. Correct grammar, make sure you many "ands".

After the revision is done put the story into second draft. Revise. There are too many, •ands" so you nave to put In some verbals, change sentence structure or use different conjunctions. Then put Into final copy! by Alex Hobcraft Level 7

Uis tf'acher gave him five lines for ilttractlng attention to himself. The bell o·a~og, "Ding, dong". Albert dashed towards the door when he accidentally crashed down five steps. Then as he turned the corner of the landing he crashed 1nto Mrs. Landon, his Music teacher. She said, " Go up to your classroom. Look at you. You're all scruffy and you forgot your homework!" Albert dashed up the stairs and Into his classroom. His teacher grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and led him down the upper hall. When his teacher walked past a board up against the wall, he stopped. The teacher shoved the board aside and pushrd poor Albert onto s0111e hot pipes. He slipped through the pipes but he caught nold of a pipe. He looked down, down there was the concrete floor of the gymnasiuo11. Albert dashed up the stairs and Into his classroom. His teacher grabbed him by tne scruff of his neck and led hi~ down the upper hall . When his teacher walked past a hoard up against the wall, he stopped. The teacher shoved the board aside and pushed poor Albert onto some hot pipes. lie slipped through the pipes but he caught hold of a pipe. He looked down, down there was the concrete floor of the gy~1asium. The pipes started to get hotter, aghht Albert felt himself falling. Then like a dream come true, he felt himself belr~ caught. He opened his eyes and \ aw tllcll he was caught by Hr. Handel, his gym teacher. He sprinted out of the gym and dashed upstairs to his classroom. He grabbed hls homework and headed for nome. WhPn 'le got into his house hlfl Hum called, "How was your day dear?"

Space, far and beyond An endles ~ stroke of black paint D1amond like stone, as bright as a ~ unray.

Astronauts observing the stars in the weightless atomosphere of \ pace. by Ky Ie Roberts Level 8

HAIKU POEMS

Yellow, daffodils Trumpets of gold in springtime The new life arrives.

Albert shoutP.d as he ran upstairs. "Great!" When he got to hls room, he tore up hiS homework. I

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I liked the ln~i t Project. I liked It because it had a lot of exciting things to do In It: 1 learned that the Inuits hunt and fish to survive. In the past lhey l1ved 1n tg loos and tents, and to-day they live In pre-fab houses. by Adam Barnard Level I

Soaring, circling high Graceful beauty wild and free Striking swift and sure.

Bldck sleek, green-eyed beast Crouched, motionless and silent Her prey, a long string. by Michael Li ster Leve l B

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HOCKEY On October 29th about 25 people showed up at the indoor rink to bust their guts trying out for the 4th annual Y.M.S. hockey team. The new hock~y coach, Mike Bonnell, made them skate their hearts out as they desperately tried to be selected for Mike 1 s new hockey list. Unfort~ unately a little over half of the people got cut after the 3rd and final workout on the ice. The coaches finally decided that the best of the pack were on the team. The lucky ones were: Andrew Dowman, Mathew Green, Jessica Hardy, Alex Hobcraft, Tim Keeley, P.J. Lennon, Michael Lister, Marc Lutman, Jeremy Me Intosh, Sean McMurtry, Stephen Nichol, Robert Price, Kyle Roberts. Sean Silverberg, David Temple, Drew Walker and Nic~y Zeibots. '' Sean McMurtry was out team captain, David Temple and Tim Keeley were our assistant captains and Jessica Hardy was our only girl player! Some of our memorable games, some lost and some won, were: the game against Crescent where we were whipped 12 - 1 and 17 - 0. Crescent deliberately sent their older team to battle our forces. Their excuse went somethi ng like this, "Well, our younger team is out sharpening their skates," said the coach, or, 11 They were all partying too late last night and are dead tired." Another embarrasing moment was when we were in the Appelby Tournament against u.c.c. The score was 9 - 2 - at least we scored twice! The next exciting game was at Montcrest when the hostilities went a bit too far. For example Sean McMurtry with his big muscles battled it out with a tough, little tyke looking for trouble. It concluded with two five minute penalties for each offender. Later a small fight broke out between Mike Lister and another Montcrest player. Again it concluded with five minutes in penalties.

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SKI DAY Friday January 24th was a glorious day for skiing at Medonte for the Level 6, 7 and s•s. All 29 skiers arrived at Sheldrake at the sane hour of 7:45a.m. Thanks to the organization of all the skiers we managed to leave at the previously set time of 8:00. Fortunate ly the bus ride only felt like ten minutes to those eager ski bums. When we first arrived we unloaded our equipment and received our lift tickets. After that some instructors tested our skills to find the appropriate level for us. Then we hit the slopes! Everyone enjoyed many hours of recreational skiing, the lunch and their lesson. As the students were going up the lift they were rather amused by the spectacular wipe-outs of the other skiers. Before we knew it, it was time to load up our equipment again. As we were waiting; 3 ski bums, whose names are Samuel Fingold, Mike Lister and David Temple, got in 2 extra runs. Though everyone, including Sam, was loading their stuff Mike and David managed to squeeze in even one more extra run. After that all 28 skiers got on the bus and left. Thirty minutes later Susan came up with an astonishing question, ~where•s Dennis? No one seemed to know·,the answer, so we pulled into a gas station to call Medonte to see if Dennis was there. He was, so we arranged for him to be driven to meet us. Meantime we all rampaged into a nearby McDonalds and played McMillions! Mark Gambhir was the lucky winner of $8.60. 11

When Dennis arrived he was met with cheers and we all climbed back into the bus and headed for home. We arrived back at school at approximately 6:00 p.m. with 29 (we hope) tired skiers.

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SCIENCE FAIR It all began on February 20th, 1986 and er1ded on February 27th. It was the second and hopefully annual Y.M.S. Science Fair. The 6, 7, and 8's had prior experience with the task ahead of the~. It was a first for the Grade 5's. They had just been introduced to the wonderful world of the Science Fair. The topics varied from erosion to hair dye, from mold to pinhole cameras and holographs. From 2 to 3:30p.m., unsuspecting visitors walking through our doors would have enjoyed any one of the following scenes: Samuel Fingold making rain from a shower hose; Jonathon Royce with a bag full of moldy pepperoni and a totally indescribable banana (we think!); Kyle Roberts walking around taking their blood pressure and if they were lucky enough to miss him, the chances were their memory would have been tested by Barbie and Nicky! Also people had to watch out for low flying airplanes as well as hanging on to their new outfit to prevPrlt it from being thrown into a barrel of detergent. All this in the name of Science! Leve 1 5 ar1d 6 were judged together. Honorable Mention went to Jessica Hardy for her project on the pendulum; Erin Marcus for work on bacteria and to Cameron Langs for his holograph model. Third prize at this level was won by Bronwyn Anderson for her exhibit on burning wood. There was a tie for first prize shared by "Mighty .. AndrPw Dowman for his project on Shape of Strength and by Warm-hearted" Ted Crysdale for his work on Snowfences. 11

The winners at Level 7 and 8 were as follows: Samuel Fingold received Honorable Mention for his exhibit on Erosion, and Grey Filzmaier for his on Plant Growth. Third prize was won by: I think I forgot, oh yeah, it was Nicky Zeibots for his project on Memory. Barbie won second prize for her experiments on Memory. Mr. Aerodynamics himself, Dennis Courneyea, won first prize for his projPct on Wingspan of Airplanes. Many thanks to the teachers who organized the fair for us. They were Patti Smith, Susan Charron, Dianne Dowman and Mary Courneyea.

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On Monday afternoons and alternate Tuesdays, a crowd of eager students were ready to get a piece of the action playing a fabulous game of badminton. Mike, Teresa, Mrs. Fowler and Mme. Lister helped to score the games. On March 3rd people broke the doors open to get into the gym ready to whip Madame and Susan, the current champions of the teachers. For days after, nobody could stop raving about the tournament. To further attest to the studentsâ&#x20AC;˘ eagerness to get at the equipment there were several occasions when the keys to the cupboard were lost, but the game was not for Fred, ever ready with his saw, came to the.rescue. Where there's a will there's a way! BADMINTON FINAL WINNERS: Greg Goldsack and Nicky Zeibots

HOW MY DAY BEGAN TERRIBLY ANO ENDED NICELY ! A CHARACTER SKETCH OF MR. TOAD

Albert limped towards the monsterous door of the tremendous school. He limped awkwardly inside when he heard unpleasant, noisy footsteps near him. As he turned the corner he ran smack into the principal. Albert had nowhere to li~p so he stood there feeling very small. He began to explain rapidly to the beastly principal why he was late but the principal continued to stare at him meanly. Albert finished his story and the principal began to stamp his foot very firmly.

He Is conceited, boastful and has perfected the art of making small things seem like a great achievement. He is also very pleased with himself. I know thIs from when he escaped from prison. Actually, he couldn't have done It If It weren't for the phoebe's aunt. 1 have also seen that In various parts of the book he Is found singing conceited songs about his favourite topic himself.

After the principal finished his temper tantrum, he started to call Albert strange names, like Kooky. Then It was Albert's turn. He began to call the principal, "Bow wow dog food". The beastly principal expelled Albert from the ~Lhool for La II ii"J him that. But after the principal expelled Albert they went to court and the judge made a BIG MISTAKE. He called Albert. "Abert • and ca lied the principal, "Bow wow dog food• . By now the whole world thought that the principal's name was, "Bow wow dog food•. Smoke started coming out from his nose, his face reddened and he s tOIIIPed out of the court room. He headed for the local gun store and proceeded to purchase M - 16's. (He did this by pretending that he was an army military sergeant.) Albert discovered this plot and tried to stop him but It didn't work. The principal then travelled all around the world to escape from Albert but he followed him like a haWk. Albert owed his sister Lucy $100.00 for travelling expenses. She put an earwig, a beetle, a spider, a slug, a dead centipede and his chemistry set In his suitcase because he hadn't paid her back. However, while he was on his trip the earwig, beetle, spider, slug, and dead centipede got Into the chealstry set and they began to transfon1 Into metal as a result of the mixing of the chemicals. Albert discovered what had happened and molded the metal Into a light saber. It's about 90 em. long and Albert used It and struck the principal. He was dead and Albert was declared a hero to children and wrote Ills name I Ike this:

Mr. Toad thinks that everybody should do what he says. I have learned this from when mole. toad and rat are getting Into the canary coloured cart and they forgot the corkscrew. He tells mole to go get It and tells him not to get It when he already has it. From this character sketch I conclude that Mr. Toad would not be a very nice person to be with. by Erik Jensen Level 4 SNAP! SNAP! I am a snapping turtle Arizona . It Is really I live near a pond. I on any living thing In pond I can get my jaws

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When I open and close my mouth you hear a little snap. That's why I illl called the Snapping Turtle. People, when they see me are scared because of the snap. They think I am going to bite their hand off. But I won't. Human hands aren't very tasty. Sometimes I wish I was In the zoo because someone always looks after you In the zoo. Sometimes I go for a week without food. My only enl!llly Is the crocodile. SOGetlmes he comes up to me and threatens me. I get so scared that I run into my little house and hide. by Jamie Schwartz Grade 5

He lived happily ever after with his light saber. by John Duncanson Level 3

The balding estate agent asked me if I would like to sleep In the old farmhouse which •Y father was thinking of buyJng. Seated in a comfortable chair In his warm office I answered, "Why not?" He took the large rusty key from his desk top and led me outside to his blue convertible. As we left the parking lot I noticed the sun was still high In the sky and It was a warm spring afternoon, We pulled up at the fan.house at 6 p.~. Mr. Franks explained that the house used to have much more land but being short of money the family sold most of It to developers. There were many comfortable suburbian homes. Although they already had gardens only one of the new houses had been sold. Hr. Franks spent ages fumbling with the lock and talking about the house. At last the doors swung open. When I listened I could hear a mechanical hum. He told me they had left all the appliances. Then he jabbered on until 7 p.m. When he left me alone In the almost furnitureless house, I turned on my walkman and found that my younger brother ha~ been using it to play his Star Wars tape. I turned It off and deci detl lu !JU to bed ear Iy. Only one room had a bed; over the bed there was a large moonlit window. Then I heard the doorbells. l said to myself, "Who on earth could it be at this time of night? " 1 jerked the door open preparing to confront somebody. lhere was a huge old English sheepdog who kept prodding the bell with his nose. He pounced in and Instantly befriended me. I gave the dog some water and a blanket to sleep on. We snuggled down to sleep. Fifteen minutes later a spectre floated through the door. The dog took one quick glance and hurtled lhrouyh the open window. I instantly followed my friend Woolly. Luckily, we landed In a deep 110rky pool; we quickly clambered out and started running in the direction of the hotel which I could see in the distance. A policeman in a car screeched to a halt, saying, "What in high heavens are you up to?"

FOOTBALL Well It Is not going great for the B.C. team. That is our football team. Today we lost 12 - 0. link was so tired when he got the ball he just fell down. Julian nearly got a goal but he fell down. Ja~~le fell down and tripped Nicholas. Well~. I didn't do so well. Ian tripped me. I went down flat on ~Y face. I went ten feet Into the air. The next day we got oranges, we got our shirts. we got our helmets. Julian was playing better than ever. Jamie was throwing better than ever. I was playing better than ever. Oh, I forgot, we all got four goals. We won 8 - o. Oh, I forgot, Vanessa and M.C. and Lindsay played too. From that day on we won. The last game we lost. Just four of us were there. The next day we had a full no-one ever beat us again.

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I told him the whole story; he said. "Sure! I will drive you to the hotel. • As we sped off I heard hla chuckle and say under his breath, "This kid's cracked! • by James Bedd ln:gton level 6

DESTINATION MARS

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"Computer? Data and Information on Mars!" roared Captain Walter. 1 sighed. The captain ha~ been In a bad mood ever since Control had told us we could not land on Mars as a result of Insuffi cient data on that planet. Fred the technician, and Mathew, our medical man, were sitting in the corner of the control room commenting on each other's uniforms out of pure boredom. Our uniforms consisted of dark green trouser s and blazers, with small green caps and oxfords. The captain also had various badges and captains' stripes. Looking around the room of flashing lights, beeps, clicks, hums, levers, buttons and screens, I sighed again. This trip had seemed so exciting back at Control, since it wasn' t everybody who got to ride In an A-class report ship with the new light-speed overdrive, which enabled us to travel as fast as light. This trip to Mars was supposed to have taken one 71 seconds, and now It was the third day.

Splash! I have just landed in a wet paradise of amazing "sea animals". I reach out my hand and I feel a spiny fish. I see a turtle go wizzing by and reach out to touch It but 1 miss and my hand touches a solid and slippery rock. Then a little fish's life was finished as a bird swooped down from the dry wor ld.

"Date: May ID 2023 AD," droned a computer vol ce, "Information on Mars: it 1s the 4th planet of the Solar System. 78,300,000 km from Earth. It has two moons named Phobos and Delmas. Mars Is rusty-red due to oxygen In rocks - the only oxygen on Mars is In a solid and gaseous state. It 1s -so•."

Suddenly I hear my little brother banging some pots and pans. I wake up and am lying on the ground In our tent. by Rees Pepperell Level 5

"We have oxygen tanks, food, water, selzmlc equipment, space suits, testing equipment. first aid kits, tool kits and spare overdrive parts. Now all we need is permission to land," grumbled Walter into his black beard. Suddenly the computer spoke in a sharp man's voice. "This is Control to AREP 24. Come In AREP 24"

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I.e glanced at each other and we knew we were in direct link-up to the Chatman of Control, Chang-Yen. Walter flicked the respond switch. The voice continued, "You have permission to land. I repeat, you have permission to land." Our eyes lit up as we ran for our bunks.

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"Ignite landing jets, Ralph," ordered the Captain. Obediently I pressed the yellow button tothe right of my head. There was a loud roar, and the pressure started increasing. My vision blurred. The pressure increased. My lungs were pressed Into the bunk. I blacked out.

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Next think I knew, Mathew was shaking me awake. "C'mon," he said, "You are going outside before the rest of us. Remember?"

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Quickly I h ~pped out of the bunk, over to the rack, struggled Into a suit, and made my way to the airlock chamber. I marched stiffly by e~pectant crew members, opened the inner airlock, then the outer one, and gasped In wonderment and surprize at the vast expanse of Mars terrain that lay before me. "It's ... it's spectacular, overwhelming," I whispered Into 111y radi o, "and the reddish rusty, rocky landscape Is ••• ch, and the sun Is rising ••• th~ sky Is light pink near the horizon and dark pink near the top." I looked to my right and say a small, reddi sh bear· llke creature with a hole for a mouth, no nose, no eyes, but with antennae between Its ears bounding towards me. It stopped at about SO m, gave a high-pitched squeal, and started t o bound away. I stunned it with my phaser and carried It inside. The others ,..arvelled at It and we decided to call It a "Cryphitron,• meaning "Strange Red One". Mathew ran some tests on It and announced It as no danger, so we let It go. Next day, after planting the Interplanetary Ecology Corporation flag, and setting up the equipment, Mathew and I went for a fly In the flitter. Near the North Pole we saw a reddish bat-like creature, which we christened "flumme," eating some Ice. Then a Cryphltron bounded up behind It and slurped It up! After the Cryphltron went away, we took some of the ice back to the ship, where, when tests were run on it, it proved to be chock full of vitamins. The next day fred and I saw five little Cryphitrons bouncing around a big one. smiled at this cute sight. That night the captain called us together and said, "Tomorrow we go back to Earth. I think we should give a negative report saying Mars Is too hostile for colonization so that they will leave the Martians alone, seeing how they treat Earth animals. All right?" "Aye," we rep! led. I felt sad that we were leaving but happy that the Martians were safe. Next day, In orbit around Earth and relaying our report to Control, we wal ted anxiously. Flnally Control announced, "Negatl ve report accepted. You may land." We whooped with joy as we ran for our bunks. The Martians were safe ... until Mankind was again cur1ous about Mars. by Jessica Mann Level 6

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We started off the morning by watching some slides about C.P.R. and what happens when you have a heart attack. After this we all filed into the gym to learn and practise the steps of this life-saving process on the 11 Annie 11 dolls. we were in the gym we a1so 1earn' ' the method of saVing someone from chok111Q. After we completed this phase we were each given a booklet about C.P.R. and went back into the parlour to watch a movie about a man who had a heart attack, but was saved by the use of C.P.R. At the end of the movie we were given little cards that certified our knowledge of C.P.R.

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Not very excitedly, Barney climbed up the stairs to this third floor room. "And rE!tiiE!mber, I 11ant to be able to see the carpet," his mother cried. Bamey muttered a fe~~ 11ords under his breath about hOII he has to do so much work and never has time to play. As Barney was placing his lost sweater in the dra11er, a strange feellr~ came over him. "I 'm shrinking!" he cried excitedly. Soon, he was abOut the size of an ant. What he saw betore him 11as a universe like our o11n except there 11ere a whole bunch of jelly beans In the place of stars. As he looked belo11 his feet, he saw a giant chocolate chip cookie, the largest he had ever seen. The sight of the cookie suddenly made Barney feel very hungry. He walked quietly over to the edge of this cookie world, bent do11n and took a big bite of the chocolate delight. Boy! Was It delicious ! He couldn't hold himself back from an Incredible urge to take another ••• and another bite. He could have eaten the 11hole cookie planet, but he was startled by a small quiet voice saying, "Excuse me, excuse me Sir!" Barny rose quickly but only to discover he shouldn't have ri sen because the person llho was tapping on his back wasn't a person at all but a small mouse about 5 Inches tall. "My name is Steph. Please don• t hurt me!" he cried. "I 11anted to ask you to please stop eating any more of Mecookie." Steph explained all about the planet Mecookie and showed him his house. The two of them played games which Involved sliding do11n giant sized candy canes, running over Incredibly big c~ocolate chips and many more. Once again Barny was startled by a voice but this time It was a louder, stronger voice. •steph, I see you have .et our visitor, Barny, ~ the voice said. "Hey, whoever you are,• Barney cried. "How do you knoll my name?" "I know everything.

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After the Principal went up to her office a man 11alked up to Albert. His name was Fred. the caretaker. He yelled at Albert, WGo to your classroom! " Albert raced to the revolving door . It was stuck ! "Oh, no!" cried Albert. Then he ran through the Grack! 13 door. The teacher there said, "Go to your classroom, Albert · . Albert replied, "T he door Is stuck !"

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"If you know everything, you must know how I am supposed to be and how much fun I am having here," Barny thought.

Albert dashed towards the revolvi ng door of the school. He crept inside when he heard loud clamorous footsteps coming to11ards him. As he turned the corner Albert ran smack Into the principal. Albert had nowhere to go so he stood there electrified. He began to explain stupidly to the Principal why he 11as late but the Principal continued to stare at him unsympathetically. Albert finished his story and the Principal began to stroll a11ay to her office.

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As soon as Barny finished his thought, a magical wand fell Into his hands . It had a note In beautiful handwriting on It that read: "Use this magical wand to get back home. You 11111 know when to use it."

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CAPTAINS Once there 11ere three captains. Their names were Tyler, Jamie and Julian. Tyler had blue spots, Jamie had yellow spots, and Julian had red spots. On a dark night they sailed away. far a11ay. Klrik! Crack! went the boat. Splash! They came up on a rock. They were all scared. They called a boat from shore. They said, wcome fast". Up ca~e a boat to push the other boat Into the river. In the boat 11ent the three captd 111s. Tlet!y askell the man In the boat his name. 1t was Cameron. They sailed to shore. They sent a letter to say thank you and they lived happily ever after. by Falan Austin level Z THE CHEETAH One humid, boiling day In Africa's bushy. brown, scrawny looking deserts, a cheetah with black spots and golden fur 11as reflecting In the sun's bright rays. He stalked his prey while crawling through the sand, in between the ugly, brown vegetation about the flowing desert. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, 11ith his razor sharp vision, he spied a herd of zebras drinking from a ~II basin of water, ( a rare find in the desert) . He eyed the group closely for a few minutes and then lea~t over the bushes producing a cloud of dust when he landed which attracted the zebras' attention. When the zebras spotted the cheetah,lt sparked their fear and caused them to rush Into a quick and useless gallop. The younger ones couldn't keep up with the rest so they would be caught. The zebras kept on running but in an Instant one was brought to the ground with a satisfying thump and •wtnnte• as the cheetah ripped and tore off the t ender morsels of the zebra. The cheetah finally finished his meal and left a pile of bones behind for the lions to gnaw on. by Stephen Nichol Level 7

"The other door is stuck." said Albert. Then Albert called Fred to fix the door. He wore his old trusty cap and brought his old rotten tools. When It was flni shed Fred said, "Okle, dokle, it's finished" . So they went in and Albert's teacher said, "OUR HERO! " He got used tohero 110rshlp. After that the 11hole class had a celebration and Albert didn't get homework for two months. If you go to the rr:vu 1v Ing door you can still see them celebrating. by Markus Bestlg Level 3

TOAD OF TOAD HALL Character sketch of Mr. Toad I find that Toad Is very conceited. He Is so proud of himself; he annoys people sometimes, for example when he starts singing a song about himself and Badger said, "load! Quit It!" In the book many characters found him "assy like" when Alfred said, "Your such an ass, Toad!" He Is very selfish and smart aleky. He never wants anybody to do anything for him, for he thinks they would do It all wrong. Mr. Toad can be very mouthy at times, that Includes stupid of course. He likes to exaggerate like when he escaped fr~ prison with the help of Phoebe's aunt but Instead of admitting the truth he said, "I just barely escaped from a band of soldiers chasing mel" One of Toad's specialties Is borrowing motorcars and airplanes without even thinking about asking anybody. Personally I would go mental If I were around someone like that all day! The main word that describes this paragraph Is ABSOLUTELY REVOLTING! by Mathew Kasslrer Level 4

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The flowers reach out and stretch, You feel the wind howling by As the bright yellow sun shines through the bubbly clouds. The quaint buds on the tree seem to spring to life. These are the first signs of Spring. Into the open windows flow mellow airs The sweet smell of life is blown, It seems to be an endless affair, Everything around you is so bright, These are the first signs of Spring. The trees seem t o be trapped with silver leaves, Like a box filled with gems That fall down t o meet the greens. Thick and lazy dreams are born, These are the first signs of Spring. by Samuel Flngold Level 8

THE OWL It Is a dark and cold winter night. Atop a high tree stands a bird of prey, only seen by the dark silhouette It casts. It stands motionless, as If part of the tree. It seems asleep, but the owl Is a nocturnal animal; sleeping by day, hunting and stalking prey by night. Down below, the furry head of a mouse pops up out of the glistening snow. Obviously, It Is getting ready for hibernation. It begins to scurry around, not knowing that It Is being spied on. Slowly, the owl loosens the muscles of·its talons, and in a flash of a second, it flutters down toward the small mammal. The mouse's dark eyes look up to see a shadow In the moonlight coming toward hi~. It shrieks In fright, and starts running toward its hold, but Is suddenly l ifted off the snow. The mouse feels the owl's claws dig Into his fur, and then his skin. The owl f l ies upward with the mouse and sits on a snow covered branch. When the bird looks at his captive, It sees small puffs of vapour coming from the mouse's mouth. The mouse's heart beats wildly, for It knows Its end Is near. The owl's razor sharp beak stabs the mouse in the head. Trickles of blood fall onto the snow. Once fully finished with the mouse it drops the remains and once again It stands as still, and as silent, as a statue. by Hark Gambltlr Level 8

HOW THE EARTH WAS CREATED There was a g ~d so powerful that all the other gods worshipped him. His name was Zorm. Zorm had a beautiful daughter named Allana. There were two gods that wanted to marry Allana, lrasor and Smyth. Trasor was not very well known but Smyth was. His mother was the God of Love and his father was the God of Time. They were popular people and good friends of Zorm. Zorm wanted Allana to marry Smyth because he had a well known family but Allana wanted to marry Trasor so they ran away. They ran over hills and In forests. They survived on fruit from trees and on berries not knowing Zorm's troops were close behind them. One night while Allana and Trasor were asleep Zorm•s troops found them and tied them up with a powerful rope that could only be broken with a sword Zorm had. They were taken back to him. When they got there Zorm was very angry and he hit Trasor so hard t hat he lost his anger and sent Trasor into space. Allana cried every night and hoped Trasor wou ld come back. Many years passed and Trasor, from turning so fast, turned into a ball. His fingers and toes became trees. It was very cold In space and so his blood turned blue which formed rivers and large bodies of water. Sometimes his Insides got hot and his skin rose which formed mountains. This Is how the earth was formed. by Alex Hobcraft Level 7

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BAND The whole school was set on their ears (we all looked ridiculous) as Keith Schlender walked into the room. He was introduced as the new band teacher and we all sat back to watch and listen while he showed and demonstrated some of the instruments we could choose from. A few days later many of us assembled for our first band session. Keith (nervously) read the timetables and assigned everyone to their instrument. There was a bit of shuffling around as seats were switched and instruments received. When people stopped arguing and left Keith alone our band was then on their way. These are the people who were lucky enough to get the instruments they wanted: Flute - Sara Green Barbara Green Meghan Cherry Erica Lenczner Andrew Walker

French Horn - Mathew Green Ted Crysdale Trumpet - Dennis Courneyea Douglas Paisley Saxophone - Alexander Innes Andrew Dowman Alex Hobcraft Mark Gambhir Trombone - Bronwyn Anderson Janna Imrie Tuba - Stephen Nichol Percussion - Greg Filzmaier Robin Stewart Clarinets - Jessica Hardy Jessica Wege Jessica Mann Marc Lutman Sean Si 1verberg

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SPORTS BANQUET Y.M.S.' 4th Annual Sports Banquet was held on May 8 in the gym to honour the ahtletes of 1985 - 86. Guests were treated first to a Karate demonstration by Shaw Franko, and two Y.M.S. students, Andrew and Tyler Walker. After dinner Mr. Temple introduced the guest speaker Karen Strong-Heath, an olympic cyclist and Canadian National Champion. She spoke to us about motivation and doing our best at everything we do. Each member of each school team received a badge and were loudly applauded by their parents. The Athlete of the Year Award was presented to Mike Lister for his determination, effort, and contribution to Y.M.S. sports throughout the year. Many thanks to the Parents' Guild for organizing the evening and to the parents who contributed time and food.

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OTTAWA TRIP On Tuesday, May 20th of this year the proud level 6 1 s and 71 s set off on Y.M.s.•s second excursion to Ottawa and Kingston. The 23 adventurers left at precisely 8:00 a.m. to proceed to the open pit mine, one of their few stops along the way. Before unpacking at Carlton University they spent a few hours touring the Museum of Science and Technology. The next day after spending a wild night at Carlton, it was on to Parliament Hill where they met a very important M.P. by the name of Barbara Mcdougall. After having an hour tour of the ever so famous Parliament Buildings, the kids took some time out from their busy schedule to shop at Ottawa•s answer to the Eaton Centre, the Rideau Centre. On the Thursday of their visit, the day began with tours of the National Art Centre and Laurier House. In the afternoon they were bussed to the Museum of Man and Natural Sciences and the Natural War Museum. Kingston was next on the agenda where they bunked in at Queen•s University. After spending a single night at Queen•s they visited Bellevue House and Old Fort Henry. The Grade 6 1 s and 7 1 s were then scheduled to visit the Royal Military College. The last stop was ••• Toronto!

THE TIGER'S STRIPES Hany years ago In a jungle that sheltered only one tribe of African natives there lived a tigress which was a dark, orange colour . She was looking for a place to give birth as her den had been taken over by a pack of wolves In search of shelter. As she roamed the jungle she spotted the native's village and strolled Into it. The natives ran wild In fear while the tiger picked out a hut made of bamboo and settled down In it. A few hours later she gave birth to four baby kittens and then the first of many rain drops to come, thundered down on the vII !age•. There was a berry tree above the hut and as the rain fell, It knocked the berries right off their stems. When the berries hit the roof they splattered, and the dark coloured juice began to seep through the cracks of the hut. The substance dropped on the tigers and stained their ·fur. The juice formed in stripes and because the kittens had little fur It ~ · embedded for life. When the kittens had grown up and left hoae their babies also had stripes and it has continued on till this very day. by Nicky Zelbots Level 8

THE HUNTER WHY THERE'S A TIDE There was a time long ago when fish were so bountiful that you could hardly swim In the water. The people who lived along the shores flourished slnced they seemed to have an endless supply of fish. But after many, many, years the number of fish was gradually getting lower. Since the decline was fairly slow the people didn't get concerned but the Great Spirit realized that after awhile there would be no fish left in the seas. The Great Spirit looked down upon the people to see why the numbers of fish were declining. He saw the people having a great feast of fresh fish . When the people had finished the feast the Great Sp irit saw them throw the skeletons of the fish in the bonfire. Then he knew why the numbers of fish were declining; when the people burnt the skeletons the spirits were lost and couldn't regenerate Into fish. In a loud, deep voice the Great Spirit told the people to place the remaining skeletons on the beach. When the people had done this the Great Spirit summoned the Great Whale. The Great Spirit commanded the Great Whale to swim towards the shore to force the water up the beach to collect the spirits of the fish. Before the next meal the Great Whale swam away from the shore causing the water to drop to Its normal level. When the people had finIshed this meal and they had placed the skeletons of the fish they ate on the beach the Great Wlla Ie swam towards the shore forcing the water over the skeletons to collect the spirits in them. He continued this day after day creating the tide. This is why the tide comes in just after meats and goes out just before them. Dennis Courneyea Level 7

As the grey , black muscular cat walks down the old dirt road It stops suddenly to lick Itself clear of the dust. It finds time to scratch a tiny flea which is hidden In the fur next to the eat ' s right forepaw. The midsized cat spies a small, black and red bIrd hoppIng thro.ugh the tall, green trees obviously looking for a nourishing meal. The sly cat begins to make his move on the unsuspecting prey. As he cautiously edges towards the yellow-beaked bird he Jowers his slim bui ld to almost ground level and slowly sways its long, striped tail from side to side closing in for the fatal kill. When the long-whiskered cat is a few feet away from his small prey he ••• jumps! As the stream-lined cat does so, the bird also takes flight but not quickly enough to avoid the fast, hungry to. cat. As he grabs It in his huge, powerful jaws he whips the half-dead bird from side-to-side hoping to break the pitiful bird's neck. He gnaws on it happily for a few minutes; but, as usual, carries it off quickly to be alone in his triumph and well-deserved happiness. by Nicky Zelbots Level 8

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