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And to thy praise we sing. Tell all the world Truth and honour, Leadership we bring. Built on foundations of Strength and harmony. Conquering all conflicts. Forever stalwart be.
Perspective 1991
Mrs. Andrews
Mrs. Arthur
We seek the Lrulh. and will endure Lhe consequences. (Charles Seymour)
Ms. Bland
Miss Bolan
Mrs. Bunyard
Mrs. Chandler
God made integers, all else is the work of man. (Leopold Kronecker)
Miss Charron
Mrs. Clegg
Mrs. Currie
Mrs. Dowman
The whole art of teaching is only the art of awakening the natural curiosity of young m111ds tor me purpose of satisfying it afterwards. (Anatole France)
Mrs. Galbraith
Mrs. Ghalim
Mrs. Gianotti
Mr. Ginis
A sound mind in a sound body is a short but full description of a happy state in this world. (John Locke)
Mrs. Gordon
Mrs. Hamilton
Mrs. )erred
Mrs. Lewis
Training is everything. The peach was once a bitter almond; cauliflower is noU1ing but cabbage wiU1 a college education. (Pudd'nhead Wilson)
Mrs. Lister
Mrs. Mansikka
Mrs. Marsden
Mrs. Mason
Learning is not attained by chance; it must be sought with ardour and attended to with diligence. (Abigail Adams)
Mr. McCarthy
Miss Rodrigoe
Mrs. Royce
Mr. Snow
A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops. (Henry Brooks Adams)
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CONGRATULATIONS TO THE Y M S GRADUATES OF 1 9 9 1
"First of all, fd like to say I really feel I got my eighty-two thousand dollars' worth."
CHRIS AIM I've been here From grade 5 to 8 And never once have I been late. From basketball to baseball I've played them all. I'm very tall And strong as a brick wall. I'm very grateful to all the teachers Who've prepared me well For finals at school's end. I've been here For the past four years I've learned a lot And had some fun. Thank you for a great four years!
MEGHAN BAUER Meg han happy, outgoing swimming, skiing, laughing eight years of brown Bauer.
MARKUS BESTIG 8 years straight without a break. from hitting the birdie to writing the date. Running, jumping slamming the ball atYMS, I've done it all!
ASHLEY DAVIDSON Favourite subject - Physical education Least favourite subject - French Favourite colour - anything but brown Least favourite colour - brown Favourite quote - "YA RIGHT" Favourite TY show - In Living Colour Idol - TOM CHAMBERS Favourite movie ,.. Up In Smoke Favourite Sport - Sailing Least favourite sport - badminton Claim to fame - my height
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JED FALLIS J ubilant E nglish is my favourite subject Determined F riendly Athletic Logical L oud is what I am not I ndependent Sad that I am leaving
JARED GREEN I've been at this school for 4 years in a row Too bad that it is now time to go. I'm leaving this school at the end of this year Crescent is where I'm headed next year. From baseball to basketball and windsurfing too Bo Jackson is my idol, and Michael Jackson too. Waterskiing, snowskiing, tennis and hockey I'm not the kind who is very cocky. Saturday Night Live is really a blast It's the show' that I watch the last. My aim in life is to grow a foot and a half; I hate being the second shortest in the class!
ZACHARY KERBEL Zany A thlete C razy H appy Kind E nthusiastic R ebellious (a bit!) B elievable Energetic L oud
GEORGE LEMBESSIS George is a boy who's friendly and quick who loves to swim and play badminron, basketball, baseball, soccer and track All other sports he does very fast. Eight years in the school he's learnt a lot From grade one to grade eight he's gone through it all, Even cleaning under rhe lockers which was no fun ar all! I have so much to thank the teachers for for reaching me all that I wanted and more, And wherever I go, I will remember them all.
KEN MURRAY He's a fast runner, but sometimes clumsy. He wears glasses because he can't see. He's tall, bur can't dunk a basketball. He's an artist, bur drives his art reacher up the wall. He likes math, but is always miscounting 路h is change. He's smart, but his jokes are strange. He only went to YMS for two years Bur in that time, a lor went in his ears. (ana sometimes went in one ear and our the other) Bur for the most part, he learned a lor And he listened to what he was taught. He was a fun guy to be with Take this story seriously, it's nor a joke or a myth.
CARLA SCHEFFOLD Also known as "Car" Skiing is one of my favourite sports Then comes movies and music of all sorts. Talking on the phone is where I will usually be babysitting, making money, heading for a shopping spree. Seven years of brown, one year of green In every grade in the school, I have been. Ten years at YMS has gone in a whirl, I will leave this school known as a fun kind of girl.
ANGELA WAGNER ACROSS 1) my name 2) my favourite sport 3) my favourite movie 4) my hobby 5) my least favourite subject
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My name is Emily and I'm thirteen years old, This is my last year at YMS, or so I'm told, After this year I'll go to North Toronto And during the summer I'll attend camp Oconto. My favourite subject is obviously Art I've worked at it hard with all of my heart. When I leave my class and head for the mall I'll miss YMS, teachers, friends .and all.
BACK TO SCHOOL I flew six hours on a jet to Toronto after a Board Meeting on the 2003 fashions. A class reunion at York Montessori School soon awaited. I was excited to see how everyone had changed but I was also worried because it had been at least 10 years since I had seen anyone. The building on Bayview had been built at least five years ago and still looked rather new. I walked in the front doors finding a big orange sign with "CLASS REUNION_GYM" written in large black letters. So I was off to find the gym; never being in the school before, I was lost. After wandering around; finally I turned a corner and there was the gym with all my old classmates. The first person I saw was Emily, her long blonde hair sticking to her shoulders. We greeted each other and she explained how she had become a nutritionist. Emily really didn't say much but what's to say? Ten years had gone by and we really grew apart. Emily was married while she was still in college and had a little girl a year later. There were sketches of things we drew, designed and photographs we unexpectedly posed for, displayed on the gym walls. Angela was passing around business cards for her father's gallery she would one day own. Meghan, not far away from Angela, was telling Chris how she won a gold medal in Olympic ski racing. On the other hand, Chris became a professional hockey player and still had "Flyers" written on the back of his head. Zach, performing on the stage in front of Justin(the only one whe would listen and sometimes even laugh), was a comedian. Jared opened up a practice in law , called Law and Order. Jared sat discussing Ashley's yearly salary and how much his horse should cost. Of course, Ashley was familiar with this already. Ashley never really grew and therefore became a horse jockey, which he really enjoyed. Markus sat sipping his tea which he brought from the church where he became a priest at age 17. Ken became an artist; I found him sitting and admiring some portraits he did of himself in grades 7 and 8. Jed walked around the gym many times not saying anything and then smiled at one of Zach's jokes.
KEEP PEDALLING Reading is like riding a bike, it may seem hard to do, If you keep pedalling it'll come naturally to you. You can read short stories and poetry too, The choice is really up to you. You may be reading a novel or even a little rhyme, Reading is something you do in your spare time. There's fun with Dickens and even Nancy Drew, It depends on what reading, YOU, like to do. By Jared Green Grade 8 WAITING BETWEEN THE PAGES Reading When I open the book the pages crinkle From mystery, fantasy, romance, fiction, Slavery, War, Murder, Freedom, Peace, to Life. It sends me to lands here, there and everywhere. Family, Friends, the World Love, Sharing, Learning. OPEN IT By Meghan Bauer Grade 8
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George moved to Greece a few months after his college graduation and moved back to Toronto within 2 years. He opened up a restaurant where he and his mother made Greek foods and desserts. Ryan Trainor opened up a hair salon for punks where he and his friends designed hairdos. At last there was Miss Charron, drinking her coffee and chatting with Markus. She was shocked at what he had become. Really, I think Markus was more shocked than anyone!
All in all, my class reunion wasn't what I had expected, but what ever is. Emily drove me to the airport and I said she was invited to Paris whenever she needed a vacation. So we said our goodbyes and I was off, back to Paris. Having enjoyed this class reunion, I would be back for the next one shortly around the corner. By Carla Scheffold Grade 8
MASTERPIECES I like to read a lot of books from mystery to fiction and even a few plays Famous authors like Asminov, Agatha Christie and Shakespeare are some of the authors I like to explore. When I read a mystery a chill runs down my back and when I read a humorous book I always get a laugh and even sometimes a tear can appear for all the great authors that I read. You always learn something from books So you have nothing to lose if you pick one up and read from page one all the way to the end. By George Lembessis Grade 8
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Robbie Battista, grade one Ashley Davidson, grade eight This Is dedicated to Micky, Kristina, and Laura.
Since I always wander off, I can never find the right spot, my sister always steals my book, my brother always want to look. I run to my room and shut the door, and sometimes till midnight or more, The family knocks and tries to come in, Sometimes I come out to hear a din. Sometimes when I read a lot I fall asleep, and my thoughts become very deep, I dream about the books I've read, and the stories run around in my head. But what I enjoy most of all, is sitting in the garden in the Fall, under a tree, my books and me, I think so very happily. By Ashley Davidson Grade 8
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A place to go to discover new worlds, A chamber of delight that is entered simply by opening a book, Unfortunately some do not have a key to this chamber They must face their problem So as to see what lies beyond this tangible world of ours ... By Jed Fallis Grade 8
BACK IN BLACK Appropriately, Young People's Theatre has launched its 25th Anniversary Season with "The Woman in Black", a spine chilling thriller written several years ago by aspiring author, Susan Hill. I personally believe Peter Moss, the director, has done a superior job in casting the actors, of which there are only three. They are able to keep us interested and excited throughout the play. There is always some action going on. It is very exciting because it seems that every time Kipps turns around, the Woman in Black appears, scaring the living daylights out of him and everyone in the audience. What makes it such a challenging production is that the two male roles must act as two men, an actor and an older retired lawyer. They must reenact the tragedy that happened to Arthur Kipps many years ago. One of the actors must play over ten different roles and if I hadn't known, I would have thought it was a different man every time. He plays the roles very well and usually has a certain trait for each character. For example, when he plays the role of someone who worked with him in his office, he sniffs rather loudly, quite frequently. This way we know which role he is playing. Other strong points of the play are the lighting, done by Paul Mathieson , and the sound, done by Rod Mead. Sometimes, when the light and sound were in effect together, they were actually able to make the audience scream with terror. This often happened when young Kipps was spending the night in Mme. Drabeau's rickety old house. The Woman in Black appeared; a bloodcurdling scream was let out for several seconds. This was enough to have the audience on the edge of their seats for the rest of the play. The director, Peter Moss, is now in his eleventh season at Y.P.T. He has directed over twenty productions including Jacob Two-Two and the Dinosaur and Jane Eyre. I have seen both of these and can truthfully say that this is the best work of his I have ever seen. This play is running from October 5th to November 11th and if you're planning on going, you'd better hurry and get tickets; seats are limited! Overall, as you may have guessed, I believe "The Woman in Black" was a one-of-a-kind suspense thriller and is definitely worth seeing. I give it five stars. By Emily Wesson Grade 8
THE BANK ROBBERY There was once a man by the name of Ned Nedlehosen. He was a very small man and very shy. He was considered a loser in that dusty little town of Brando. He had never drawn his gun on anyone. No one had ever tried to shoot him because he was considered so helpless. Whenever he walked down the street everyone spat on his feet. Ned had always wanted to be important, but whatever he did ,people just laughed in his face.
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At 7:00 on July 22nd, Ned made his move. Just after the guard had made his regular five minute checks of the rooms, Ned shinnied up the wall. When the guard came back, he could not see anyone. The guard quickly went into .the room and looked around; he could could see no one. He moved the bed a little to one side revealing a gaping hole. When he stuck his head down the hole, Ned who all this time had been clinging to a loose brick on the wall, hurled a stone with all his might at the man. The rock struck the guard in the back of the head knocking him unconscious. Ned quickly changed clothes with the man, lay the limp body in the bed and calmly walked out the door.
After Ned had escaped from the prison under the guise of a guard, he quickly made his way to the town bank. As he arrived, he heard screams coming from inside. Mter a bit of hesitation he dashed inside, tripped and rolled behind a stone pillar. The gang turned around to see nothing, so they went on loading the money into their sacks. Just then Ned jumped up and shouted, "Freeze right there Butch." Butch turned around slowly. "Come on now Ned. We won't hurt you." snarled Butch as he walked slowly closer and closer to the barrel of Ned's gun. "One step closer and you're a dead duck," said Ned trying to sound brave. Butch kept on moving. Ned closed his eyes, shuddered and squeezed the trigger. The kick of the gun was so great that Ned was sent flying backwards. He hit his head on a table and was knocked unconscious. When he woke up he was in a hospital bed. He could hear a crowd cheering outside his window, 11 Ned,Ned,Ned 11 • It turned out that Ned had saved the bank, killed Butch and now he was a hero. After the gang members had been caught, they admitted to killing the bartender and were sentenced to death. From that day to ·this, never has anyone ever said the name Ned Nedlehosen with a laugh. By Jed Fallis Grade 8
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READING
but some people are imprisoned from this wonderful universe.
Reading is learning or even just for fun.
They cannot bend the bars of illiteracy.
Street signs, newspapers and the TV guide
Our future depends mostly on reading
but books are the most important source of reading.
Because reading is important, please open a book
They open your imagination a whole other world of fun.
and do a favour to yourself as well as to the future!
There's fiction, mystery romance and more
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A MOVIE IN THE PALM OF YOUR HAND
TAKE A LOOK, IT'S IN A BOOK
If you want to lead and not be led, pick up a book and fill your head, with ideas and knowledge, to help you get ahead. Go on an underwater journey, with Captain Nemo and his crew, read about elves and hobbits, slay some dragons too. For reading is a movie in the palm of your hand, you can read it in bed or while lying in the sand. Nobody can stop you, from reading what you want, there are no restrictions, on what an author flaunts. Read for knowledge or to improve your skills, you can read just for fun, or to learn how to cure your ills, for reading's a cure in itself, for boredom, that is.
Reading, Reading in an arm chair flipping through pages from here to there.
By Zachary Kerbel Grade 8
THE READING ROOM All day long reading my book sitting in the room with the lights dimming low. Pictures dancing, prancing in my head scaring me to death making me sad. Books, magazines, papers roo it doesn't really matter which one I read them all, just for fun. By Markus Besrig Grade 8
Reading, Reading when I'm at home reading a book lets my imagination roam. Reading, Reading under the sky Dumbo was one who loved to fly. Reading, Reading at night in bed at lunch time and recess all my books, I've read. Reading, Reading Blume and Dahl Victor Hugo I have them alL Reading, Reading is what I like to do most kids like it I hope you do roo. So learn to read it's like a deed you do it for yourself and not to impress someone else. By Angela Wagner Grade 8
Congratulations and best wishes to the Graduates of the "Class of 1991" and Sincere Thanks to the Staff of YMS from the Wagner Family
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Senior Choir
Senior Band Back Row:
Karin Bestig, Cleo Haber, Krista Khasnabish, Maria Quarrro Andrew Wylie, Jessica Haber, Pamela Royce, Angela Wagner.
Middle Row: Matthew Blades, Jordan Goldblatt, Annalisa Camozzi, Jesse Gunderson, Meghan Bauer, Jennifer Kaye, Chris Aim Front Row:
Lili Ohanian, Sarah Dimick, Sarah Maddix, Philip Careless, Andrew Kilgour, Mackenzie Glaholt.
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Ken Murray, Emily Wesson, Markus Bestig, Carla Scheffold, Ryan Trainor, GeoffMclntyre.
Middle Row: Jed Fallis, Zachary Kerbel, Ricky Jackman, Ashley Davidson, Michelle Cook, Rachel Manning, George Lembesis. Front Row:
Jarred Green, Laura Bramall, Nicole Kettlewell, Pankaj Bhatia Brooks Fallis, Cameron Walsh, Christian Lev
Grade 7 Back Row:
Maria Quattro, Cleo J-Iaber, Jessica Haber, Pamela Royce, Mr. McCarthy.
Middle Row: Geoffrey Mcintyre, Krista Khasnabish, Celine Kagan, Jennifer Kaye, Annalisa Camozzi, Matthew Blades. Front Row:
Rachel Manning, Pankaj Bhatia, Brooks Fallis, Andrew Wylie, Jordan Goldblatt Karin Bestig. Emma Kassirer, David Silver, Ben Mandell.
JOURNEY TO FREEDOM
I woke up as I felt the car slow down . I tl10ught we were tl1ere, but we still had a long ride ahead of us. We were only on a small street in Hungary. My brotller, my motl1er, my fatl1er and I were escaping to West Germany. It was right after tl1e war and we were stuck in tl1e east side of Germany witl10ut any freedom ... By night we were in Austria. We stopped at a small inn. The owner helped people escape to West Germany. He showed us a small trap door at tl1e top of tl1e closet where we could hide if tlle police came. We put our bags up tllere in case. That night when we were asleep, we heard a knock at tlle door. It was tlle owner. The police were downstairs looking in each room to make sure tllat no one from East Germany was tllere. We quickly made tlle beds and turned off tl1e lights so it looked like no one had been tl1ere. We climbed up into tlle secret room just in time before tlle police checked ... We had to leave tllat night. If everytlling went okay we would make it to West Germany by tlle next afternoon. The whole drive we were all tense. By four o'clock we had passed U1e border! We rested at a friend's house and got our passports in a few days. A few weeks later tl1e police came and asked for some identification. We showed him our passports and were left alone. By Annalisa Camozzi Grade 7
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ESCAPE Hitler's power was growing and growing. It was 1938 and Rebecca Levine knew she had to get away fast, but how? The anti-semitism started with some wise cracks and restrictions but Rebecca knew better. There was heated tension between Hitler's ways and t11e awkward treatment of tlie Jews. This meant t11e possiblity of war. Rebecca had friends in New York who offered hospitality. She had to get t11ere but t11e Nazis were all over. For t11e past month she had investigated escape. The barriers were hard to pass; detectives watched for people wit11 luggage, kept track of Jews (a group of detectives watched a certain area) and soon Jews would have to wear tlle Star of David on all t11eir clot!Ies. Rebecca decided t11e only option was to leave, quickly ... She pedalled away from her home at Freiburg. Unbeknown to her, her two Nazi associates, Petre and Yorg, would soon realize her absence ... Rebecca cycled along humming a hopeful tune. When she approached t11e train station, she stashed her bike in the tall grass. She crawled to t11e back of t11e station and t11en circled t11e building to try to slip into the plan. She bought a ticket for a town near t11e French-Gem1an border. Rebecca was sitting in a coach comfortably when Pelre and Yorg entered. For a moment she was hypnotized. Bot11 of these men were slrangely fruniliar. Their searching eyes immediately titled tllem Nazis. Rebecca got off at t11e next station after seeing swastikas embroidered on their unifonns. Rebecca now had to trudge tllrough ti1e grassy meadows for miles to tile border... The guards were at attention and tile border was barred as she crune into view ... Shots were fired in all directions. The bangs rang in t11e air. She ran as fast as she could. Dust flew in her eyes, stinging ti1em. Her feed pounded tile pavement wit11 tile bullets making an unusual rhyti1m. At last she was out of reach. All she needed was French protection before the Nazis found her again. The cool sea breeze filtered around her as she pulled her shawl tighter. It seemed like a dream. She was out of Gennany and on her way to tJ1e freedom of New York. By Jessica IIabcr Grade 7
LOOKING FOR FREEDOM It was another hot sunny day at U1e slave camp. Fimi, one of U1e many slaves, U10ught to herself, "Not another hot day!". The intense beat was making her feel very weak in addition to the many beatings which she had already suffered. Fimi, her brother Ary, and her friend Ashlyn, had been planning for months to escape from the slave camp. They bad decided that if U1ey got caught trying to escape and ended up dead, that it would be worth it. They just couldn't continue U1e abuse at the slave camp. DeaU1 could also be their freedom. They knew that they must make their attempt to escape on a foggy night because the fog was usually so thick that you could not see past your nose ... Finally there was a rainy day. It was one of the longest days they had experienced waiting for the time to pass. At twelve midnight sharp, U1ey all met wiU1 U1eir lanterns. On U1e count of Uuee they all ran at once and headed towards U1e main gate ... The next morning, Fimi, Ary and Ashyln woke up to U1e sound of a white man pointing a gun at them saying, "Who are you people and what are you doing here?'' Because it had been so foggy the night before, the three did not know that they had fallen asleep next to a dirt road. The three hesitated to tell their story, but Fimi in the end had decided to tell U1is man U1e truU1 . This kind man felt very sorry for coloured people because be did not agree with the slave camps. He told U1em to get into U1e back of his wagon and to cover U1emselves up with hay. He said that he would take U1em to this house where he had heard people would help slaves escape ... When they arrived at U1eir destination, U1ey were greeted by several people who quickly rushed them into the house. They said goodbye to U1e kind man and told him U1at they would never forget him. They were given plenty of food and water and U1en put into a very dark room in U1e basement. There was a trap door and U1e only light came from a flickering candle. They had anoU1er meal in the basement and fell asleep. They were exhausted. The people who were helping told them Umt it was a ten mile walk to U1e river and that U1ere would be a boat waiting for U1em. Once U1ey got on the boat U1ey would be on U1eir way to freedom. They were given a small map and told to be very quiet and talk to nobody. They began their walk knowing Umt freedom was only ten miles away ... By Jennifer Kaye Grade 7
Grade 6 Back Row:
Jesse Gunderson, Nicole Kettlewell, Sarah Dimick, Sarah Maddix, Philip Careless, Michelle Cook, Rick Jackman, Mrs. Dowman.
Front Row:
Christian Lev, Mackenzie Glaholt, Laura Bramall , Lili Ohanian, Cameron Walsh, Andrew Kilgour.
Absent:
Nadia Incardona, Jennifer McNeely, Shannon Teemull, Allana Wilson
A WINTER NIGHT The winter night was cold and thin, Under my covers I crawled deep within. Through the leafless trees, Howled the wind. The cold and chill crept up my back, All through the empty house. Then as if I were going away, A deep slumber I fell in. by Sarah Dimick Grade 6
UNDER THE SEA The sea was clear and the sun shone brightly through the two thousand miles of ocean. I swam through the hole in the clear glass bubble. With the air pack on my back I swam through reeds of green, blue and yellow. I watched the coral animals swim into their tiny homes. The ocean was quiet today. I went into the cave and checked for incoming oil. The last time there was a forest fire on the surface the ocean oil caught; that's why checking is mandatory. The rocky entrance of the cave was a beautiful purple-blue stone. I stood under it wondering. "Beep, beep." I stared knowingly at my watch. Time to go back for more air. When I arrived at the clear glass I stopped, glanced up, then quickly looked and swam through the hole. The survivors all lived here. There were thirty of us all living under the sea. On the surface there lived ... nothing, nothing at all. We had almost completely destroyed ourselves. I climbed up the spiral stairs to our beautiful . house. I opened the door, walked in and got my purple airpack from my oddly shaped bedroom and left. Once I was back through the hole I swam through the green-blue water to the dolphin pool. Flip was there with all his buddies. His blue-grey skin shone more brightly than the others in the pale green light. His shape was magnificently streamlined and so perfect. I made a shrill sound on my whistle and he glided swifly toward me in perfect bliss as we swam together under the sea. by Sarah Dimick Grade 6
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READING When you pick up a book it's like you took a trip to the sky, With all the ideas that float around and soar so very high. A closed book is like a sleeping bird; no songs or voice that sings. But as you read the bird wakes up and opens its wings. You'll never know what's behind a cover or where the story can lead. So open a book and find out by simply beginning to read. by Alanna Wilson Grade 6
THE UNDERGROUND SEA I woke up and quickly looked around. I didn't recognise anything except for the colour of the water and the hard black rocks. I strained my eyes as far north as possible until I saw the magnificent purple of the seaweed, then I started kicking my webbed feet as fast as I could through the light red water until the towering plant. Then I sat down on one of the orangey, yellow sponges and looked around at my beautiful sea with its soft grey sand that lay at the bottom, the sponge that covered the ground and the occasional coral reef. I thought to myself, if only the rest of the people on Earth could come down and live under the surface with me. by Jesse Gunderson Grade 6
THE TREND Reading is so much fun, I think it is number one. When you read the chapters you will find, That you have a happy state of mind. Paragraphs, sentences and words too. In the books you will find something new. If you're bored of radio waves, Books will bring you a whole new craze! In the pages of a book, You will find a different look. From Nintendo and T.V., And if you're smart you'll listen to me. By Christian Lev Grade 6
A YEAR OF TRIALS It is 1857. Drought has spread all throughout the prairies and many have already starved. I am Mr. Morgan, the father of the Morgan household. My wife and child are sick with typhus. Horror spreads through the small, Mennnonite village of Edenwood. Mr. Remple, the village doctor, walks in. "Where are the sick ones?" he asks in a soft, dry voice. I weakly point towards the living room with my blistered, work-worn hands. I look in the mirror, to see my drooping face, filthy with dirt and scarred with blisters. I can feel my throat start to dehydrate and my hands start to swell up. There has not been rain for nine and a half straight, long weeks and things are getting worse by the minute. Three weeks later there is great rejoicing as the first drops of rain in twelve weeks begin to fall to the ground. I walk outside of the old homestead and start milking the suffering cows. Uncle Jacob starts to pull out the farming tools to plough the fields. After I'm done with the cows I right away start cleaning out the barn, and after that chop firewood for the long winter nights ahead. After this exhausting day, I feel drops of sweat fall from my hair and run down my cheeks as if it were raining. It had been a miracle that mother had recovered from the dreaded disease, typhus, so quickly, but Monique at only four years of age is still very ill. That night at dinner, for the first time in weeks, I read from the bible in a strong, clear voice; Gospel 328. Mother brought a nice, steaming bowl of borscht up to Monique who is lying sickly in bed. I wake up the next morning at 5:00 a.m.; it is Sunday. We all, not including Monique, dress in our Sunday clothes and go to church. Father Schmidt gives a warm welcoming to everyone as he opens the church doors at 7:00 a.m. We take our places in the wonderful building, take our hats off, and start the mass by saying, "Our Father Who Art in Heaven." At 1:30 p.m. we gracefully walk out of the elegant building. Rain is falling and the streets are muddy. Uncle Jacob, who had stayed back to take care of Monique, opens the door and let us in. Five weeks later it is December 19th. I decide to go into the small town of Potavaka to get Monique a Christmas present. I pick out a porcelain doll imported from Germany from a store named, "Gifts and Toys from around the World." On the 24th of December there is great rejoicing in church. Monique has almost recovered and it is just about Christmas day. It is 6:00 a.m. the next morning when Monique rushs into our bedroom shouting, "Father, Father, I'm better. It's Christmas and look what I got!" Between her hands lies the porcelain doll and a wide smile crosses over her face; the smile I have not seen since the days before the drought. by Cameron Walsh Grade 6
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THE RAILWAY "Kaboom." The explosion resounded through the mountains. The small railway car shook as rubble struck it. "Ready for another blast?" Bunsai yelled from the edge of the gorge. "All right," said Fester Pratelli, the boss. The small team was building the railway in the Western Mountains of Canada. Bunsai Orthisaki was a poor Japanese immigrant working on the job. Jacob Dernovich, the runner, sped up the mountain with lightning speed and handed Bunsai a small cup with a glued rim and wire hanging out. "Ai," said Bunsai in Japanese. After a small trek across the gorge to the spot where Fester commanded, Bunsai put the cup down between two rocks. Bunsai retreated, then yelled, "ClearP' and a brilliant flash lit up. Rubble sprayed everywhere and Bunsai stood up. His thin eyes widened when he saw a massive boulder roll towards the gorge. It stopped and he relaxed. He told Fester about the rock and Fester moved the sleeping carts. Affter bumping his head on the way into the sleeping cart, Bunsai took a nap, for he was exhausted. An hour passed and the boulder slid farther. Suddenly, the huge mass of rock along with two small boulders, tipped over the side of the gorge and began rolling on a slanted slab of rock. The boulder hit the cart and smashed one wall in. It broke four of Bunsai's ribs and fractured his skull. On the way to the docks, he knew he would die so he said a prayer, and went to sleep. He never woke up. by Mackenzie Glaholt Grade 6
THROUGH TIME Creak, creak, creak. I walked down the street with my cane balancing my stiff legs. My white hair was swaying in the cold, bitter wind. Slowly, but surely, I managed to make it home. The first thing I did when I was home was rest my sore feet on the couch. When my feet felt better I walked slowly to the kitchen and took out the pills I was supposed to swallow. I took out a glass of water and with difficulty picked the pills up with my shaking hand and dropped them in the cold water. I held the glass in my hand and brought it over to the wooden table next to the sofa. I lay down and slowly swallowed the water. Suddenly the pill got stuck in my throat. It was a horrible feeling. My eyes became burning red and I choked and choked on the pill for painful seconds. A wave of terror went through me as it blocked my air passage and ... and I ended up in a new strange world. There was a long strange mirror in front of me and I walked towards it. Then horror reached my eyes; I was an alien. My body was covered with slime from head to toe. My eyes were ghostly. No matter how ugly I looked I had to face my life as an alien in a new exciting world. by Laura Bramall Grade 6
GATES OF CIBORNIA It floated through space like a moving crumb on a piece of paper, its white wings madly flapping in a non-existent pattern. Suddenly, it soared through the air at faster than light speed, aimed its beak downward and made a swooping dive. It was now in sight as I watched it through my infrared, long-distance binoculars. I put out my arm and within seconds the robot bird flew down and perched itself comfortably on my elbow. I live on the planet Cibornia, located in the fourth galaxy of sector 5-Hl. The temperature is below freezing; very different from the three sectors away planet of Earth. My home, a kingdom seven stories high, is built of pure ice. It has giant towers and large, rounded, hollowed out rooms. On the icy horizon I can see Snowball Mountain, the tallest structure on the planet, standing 42,100 feet high. There are only two ways to get to the top of this white mound. Off to the east lies Ocean Ice. Through the mist I can just make our the tremendous, white waves smashing up against the crystal rocks. Though Cibornia is hollow no one dare go down in the unhumanized sphere for the climate rises from below zero to 500 degrees farenheit. On the surface of Cibornia there has never been seen, heard or smelt any vegetation or wildlife. On the contrary, down inside Cibornia trees 450 feet high grow and animals of all sizes and shapes scurry around in their own beautiful world. Mountains of green grass grow chick and high and valleys full of wheat surround the borders of this lovely planet within a planet. Oceans laden with fish lie beneath the crust separating Cibornia from the beautiful world. The seven people of our planet are always enveloped by a wonderful smell of honey and flowers which makes its way through the thick layer of ice separating the inner world from the almost deserted surface of Cibornia. Will a device ever be invented allowing the upper people to go down into the underworld full of food flourishing with wildlife, without being burnt up? by Cameron Walsh Grade 6
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THE UNKNOWN CHILD Space, it is huge, wide and easy co gee lose in. When you are a baby not even a year old yet, it makes it even worse. No-one knows how chis baby entered chis never ending area. All we know is chat one day a shooting scar like a lightning bole came and picked up chis baby chat was floating around. It cook the baby and dropped it off on an unknown planet no scientist had found before. Scientists think that the furball, or what ever you wane co call it, kept the child alive. Like a sheep-dog, the animal had a huge black and white head, four legs and a tail and was very hairy. But that is where the similarities ended. For this animal was as tall as a gorilla; about six feet. One day, scientists were just casually driving by in a spaceship when they spotted two creatures moving on a planet. The scientists radioed the Earth and told them they were going to investigate. Once they had landed, they picked up the child with a struggle and strapped her onto the ship. There was a great commotion back on planet Earth for something like this had never happened before the year 3050. When they had finally landed on Earth, the child's face started turning blue. The scientists began to panic and brought her to a doctor in the lab. The doctor said that the girl would have to be returned to her planet and could not be kept on Earth for more than an hour. As soon as the ship was ready, the scientists took the girl back co her planet and never returned again. by Sarah Maddix Grade 6
SEA WORLD Deep down under the sea there was a world secluded from the world above. It was a like a colony of clear bubbles on the ocean floor. The only difference from being clear bubbles was that the fish could not see inside, but the sea people could watch everything that was happening around them. There were only about five bubbles that housed about four people each. Inside my bubble was everything char I ever wanted. There was a two-way television co the few people still up on the surface. The room was simple but very colourful. It was decorated with the pinkish-purple seaweed that had been carefully gathered by the robot arms on the outside of the bubble. My whole room was a pinky-purple with a bed of seaweed char I find most comfortable. The lase room in my tiny bubble is the control room chat operates all the communication with the other sea people living in bubbles. This is important because the water is so polluted chat we can't leave our bubbles. This room also controls the communication to the surface and the radar of a coming submarine or a ship overhead. There was one other object chat could run this computer. It was my robot who is like my family. I call him "The Sea Guard". On the outside Sea Guard looks no different from you or I, but in the inside there is a compact computer char firs inside his head. He is able co use the control room most easily. by Nadia Incardona Grade 6 READING When I read I feel a flow, Of what I learn and what I know. I like co escape to a world chat's new. Adventure, science fiction, historical roo. Siccing with a book you meet a new friend. I always need co read right to the end. Reading makes me happy char I know, So pick up a book and give it a go. by Sarah Dimick Grade 6
THE FINAL BATTLE Continual flashes of exploding pulsar missiles rocked my XV fighter ship as it shot through the space debris to battle. Our sleek black ship sped at warp speed as big enemy battle ships launched useless metal projectiles at the hard electro-sealed ship. Our ship flew over an alien planet below with large green and white swirls over it. Our ship slowly shifted into battle speed. Our gravity powered motor hummed softly and smoothly. My co-pilot targeted on a ship and fired. The ship exploded. Suddenly out of the depths of space came a huge immense ship bigger than my co-pilot or I had ever seen. It sene ouc a projectile that exploded and lit up the whole area around us. Our motor seized and our ship was burning. What had hit us? Slowly our ship drifted closer to the alien planet. On entry through the foggy atmosphere, our ship burnt even more and sent us rocketing down co the surface. My co-pilot and I frantically struggled to keep the nose of the ship up. The visibility was so bad that nothing could be seen. For one whole minute all we could hear was our extinguishers at work. With a sudden deafening crash our ship began to skid on the alien surface. Our ship twisted and bent on contact with the solid, jagged surface. Sparks flew up and pares of our ship core off. Our ship ditched into something and began to flood with alien liquid. I roused my co-pilot just to find a red streak soaking through his hair. He was dead. The escape hatch was jambed. As the battle raged on above me, I kicked out the front view port and liquid flooded in. I relaxed in my seat and waited to die. by Mackenzie Glaholt Grade 6
BATNIGHT! Swift like the night, the batmobile's sleek titanium cover glistens in the moonlight. Its rocket boosters roar as a lion would. Speeding through the streets searching, hungry, seeking out crime and evil wherever it may be found. The batmobile accelerates as it turns the corner like a wolf sniffing nearby prey. A predator to all evil, the batmobile accelerates down an endless road towards the moonlight. Now only a glisten of flame from the booster can be seen as the sleek and slender batmobile speeds off towards the bat cave. The roar declined in volume till nothing could be heard. The squeaking sound of the bats is all around and almost deafening. The batmobile's cockpit slides off with a quiet buzzing noise. Two black points and a black mask is all that is in view. Slowly, a man dressed in black clambers out. His titanium chest wields a symbol; a bat symbol. The batman walks into a darkened cave on ly to be seen when evil arises again. by Andrew Kilgour Grade 6
WHEN YOU READ When you read you are thinking, You are thinking of knowledge. Knowledge in wonder. Wonder is entertaining and Entertainment is enjoyable. A book is like a friend, There are many types of friends. When you read you are learning, Learning about different characters and lifestyles. A book keeps you company. by Sarah Dimick Grade 6
PLANET DEADLUS The small escape pod from the star cruiser Tharoda streaked white across the sky. The pod landed with a mighty thump on the barren sands of the desert planet closest to the large, hot, red-yellow F-X 16 Star. The melting bottom of the pod sagged under the intense heat of the pod coming through the thick atmosphere. There was a small crackle, as the metal hardened. The computer automatically started to depressurize the sleeping passenger. The anti-UVR shield slowly slid back to show a young officer just waking up from warp speed-deep sleep. As he looked around he noticed the blinking computer screen read: "Planet: Deadlus. Class: F planet. Diameter: 788 km. Known life forms: palm trees, lake, oases. Poles ... " Then the computer shut down and transferred to solar power. The man typed. "Transfer all energy to ground skimmer." The ground skimmer was a round flat object with a seat and an elevated dash board at the front. It had the diameter of about a meter. The skimmer came out of a sliding door on the bottom of the pod. It hummed and hovered over the surface of the planet. The man set the computer for distress call. He looked around and then climbed in to the skimmer and headed toward the north. He knew he would make it because the skimmer was solar powered and on this planet there is never any night. by Christian Lev Grade 6
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Sarah Brawley, Ashley Morris, Hilary Howes, Abbie Scheffold, Jennifer Holland, Jamie Smith, Katherine Ledgett, Megan Tam, Sophie Owens, Mrs. ]erred, Alexandra Parry.
Middle Row: Mrs. Gordon, Mrs. Clegg, Thomas Choptiany, Jordan Philip, Callaie Naftolin, Karli Gump, Erinne Henry, Evan Minsky, Kevin Gilmore, Lorna Bauer. Front Row:
Noah Cohen, Robbie Gordon, Ian Sidey, Mark Haber, Ruth Dorfman, Chiara Camozzi, Angela Radford, Tim Brown, Sean Wylie.
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Ari Lantos, John McEachern, Jesse Jind, Matthew Atkin.
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Tom Barrett, Tim Johnston.
ME Do you know about me? Do I know about myself? Will you stop asking me? By Callaie Naftolin Grade 5
A POEM 1, 2, 3 Look at me.
4, 5, 6 I have a wish 7,8,9 To be a star would be fine. By Angela Radford Grade 5
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Sarah Brawley, Abbie Scheffold, Jesse Jind, Jamie Smith, Mrs. Clegg, Kevin Gilmour, Katherine Ledgerr, Tom Barrett.
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Robbie Gordon, Noah Cohen, Ian Sidney, Jordan Philip, Lorna Bauer.
THE GRADE FIVES Great times in grade five Remember this grade I will Another year of fun Don't need to be smarr to know this grade's the best Everything is interesting. Fun and learning are the key words! Is this the best grade? Very mature we are getting to be Everyone loves it.
READING Reading is like flying flying through the air up so high in the sky looking down at people as you fly Bouncing on the clouds sliding down a rainbow into a book. ~y
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FANTASTIC FIVES Fantastic we are. Amiable we are definitely Noisy we might be Terrific people we are. Awesome we like to be. Smart, well maybe The best class in the school Impressive in our work. Creative we like to be. Fun we like to have Ideas we have many Violent we are not. Each of us is spcial Small class we are definitely not. By Chiara Camozzi Grade 5
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A WINNER IS A winner is someone who takes good advice. A winner is someone who tries hard. A winner is someone who never gives up.
A LOSER IS A loser is someone who never admits defeat. A loser is someone who is unsportsman-like. A loser is someone who thinks they always win. By Sean Wylie Grade 5
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A WINNER IS ... . . 1) Someone who can plan a game of tennis and lose but doesn't start crying or throw his racket. 2) Someone who can lose but learn from his mistakes. 3) A Winner is someone who can whistle.
A LOSER IS ..... 1) Someone who disobeys their parents.
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A winner is ..... . Someone who learns from their mistakes, Someone who doesn't give up, Someone who tries their hardest to do their best.
A loser is ...... Someone who gives up easily, Someone who is a bad sportsman, Someone who gets angry if they lose a game. By Alexandra Parry Grade 5
I'M REALLY GOOD AT .... I don't like the rules they make up at school and I'm serious about chat. I'm really good at reading. Seeing Akky-----chac's neat. I like art, gym and music. By Tim Brown Grade 5
WHAT IS READING LIKE? Reading is like being a bird Perched high upon a tree. Without a care in the world You have found your life in a book. So pick up a book and read! By Erinne Henry Grade 5
ANOTHER RAINY AFTERNOON
JOKES 1. Q. What did the picture say to the wall? A. First they frame me, then they hang me!
2. Q. What happened to the plant in the math teacher's room? A. It grew square roots! 3. Q. Why didn't the worms go into Noah's Ark in pairs? A. They went in apples! By Thomas Choptiany Grade 5
Another rainy afternoon Dark skies Cold rain Just another rainy afternoon Nothing to do but clean my room Just another rainy afternoon By Callaie Naftolin Grade 5
"THEY DIDN'T BELIEVE ME!" "Robbie, why are you !are?" said Mrs. Fowler. "Well, this morning I slept in unt il 8:10. I dressed without washing my face or brushing my teeth . I ran down rhe stairs to the kitchen, and put some roast in the roaster to ear in the car. I sat there with the jam waiting and waiting and it didn't seem to come up. I looked behind the roaster and ir wasn't plugged in. Instead I took a banana. I ran to the car and jumped in; my dad turned rhe key and ir didn't starr. I went and got my bike, but my tires popped on the nails my dad had taken our of our old club house. My dad called a cab. We got in and off we went to Selnake Blvd?!!! Bur I said Sheldrake, not Selnake!!! My dad walked home and I walked to school. So that's why I'm late." "I don't believe you," said Mrs . Fowler. By Robbie Gordon Grade 5
A winner is someone who learns from ocher people. A winner is someone who doesn't get mad when they've lost. A winner is someone who tries to do their best . A loser is someone who is a bad sport. A loser is someone who says, "I wasn't crying hard that rime." A loser is someone who cheats. By Megan Tam GradeS
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MY PEN PAL My pen pal is from the Cayman Islands. He goes to the Greek School. His name is George. He is 9 years old. He loves playing football. He said one day he will play football for Cayman! His next game in football is against the George Towns. He has an Acari . His favorite game is Donkey Kong! On his letter he has a picture of his football coach. It was sent on January 31st, 1991. I wanted a pen pal from another place because it would be interesting to write to a person in another country. This pen pal is from Mrs. Fowler 1s class in the Cayman Islands! By Noah Cohen Grade 5
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Chris Jenkins, Tim Quek, Peter Jensen, Nicole Mills, Nicolaas Holland, Miss Bolan, Kenneth Low, Simon Sperling, Christina Trozzo, Scott Browning, Katy Elliott.
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Mark Griffiths, Daniel Sivan, Robin Spratt, Mark Barsoum, Adam Cook, Catherine St. Amand, Clare Cayley.
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Hayley Glaholt, Beaujon Davidson, David Thorek, Suzy McEachern, Adam Steiner, Brendan Zwelling, Erica Goldblatt.
ERICA'S ISLAND Once my family and I went co a beach for the weekend. But when we got there, it was coo lace to go swimming so in the morning we all went swimming at the beach. I was the first one in. We were all having a good time! All of a sudden I started to float away. I drifted for about an hour when a towel fell out of the sky ( I was so glad to get it ). Another hour went by but nothing happened. Then all of a sudden I stopped. I had landed on an island. I got off the raft. I pulled it in and tied it to a tree. I started co walk when I came co an old abandoned hut; I went in. There was a bed, an old stove and a little cupboard. I went over to it and opened it and a lot of food fell out. I decided to live there until I could get back to my family. I cleaned up the hut and ate some bread from the cupboard and went co bed. In the morning I got up early and made some breakfast. Mcer breakfast I went out for a walk. When I saw a rabbit that looked as if it was hurt, I went over co it and picked it up and cook the rabbit home. I fed it some food and then put it in my bed. After a few days the rabbit was better. I went to lee it go but he wouldn't so I decided to keep him. I gave him a name; I called him Whiskers. It was getting late so we ace and went to bed. In the morning we went out for a walk but I was getting cold. Mter a while we came across some old cloches so I tried them on; they just fie. It was a nice pair of black pants and a red shirt. On the way home I saw some bamboo. I cook as much as I could and went home and I started to build a raft. I worked for days and days, weeks and weeks, but I could not build one! Finally one day a boat came on the island so I got on and I took Whiskers with me. When we got there, we went looking for my family swimming in the lake. I went and my family was glad to see me and I was glad to see them.
By Erica Goldblatt Grade 4
THE UNFORGETTABLE CHRISTMAS After Christmas dinner when my sister was playing on the computer, I was checking out my new SWISS ARMY KNIFE. I was looking at the big blade, then I cut myself trying to close it. I ran in the kitchen yelling, "I CUT MYSELF !" So my dad and my mom and I went to Sunnybrook Hospital. We waited five minutes in a little room. Finally the doctor came. She looked at it and said, "We'll have to put stitches in." She put in two needles but she had to put a third one in because two did not have enough numb in it. The third one killed. Two doctors came because I was yelling so loud. They asked, "Is everything all right?" The stitches didn't hurt because of all the numb. We were just in time for our Christmas company. Today January 2nd, 1991 I went to my real doctor to get my stitches out. We waited ten minutes. He said my stitches were ready to come out. He used a special pair of scissors and pliers. IT DID NOT HURT! By Mark Griffiths Grade 4
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THE ISLAND I was going on a cruise with my friends to an island called 11 Island of the Blue Dolphins11 â&#x20AC;˘ Well, we were going to stay for a day but when night fell I left my knap-sac in the cabin so I went back to get it. When I came back the boat was gone; it had left without me! What was I going to do? Well the first thing that I did was run back to the cabin and ... well, I read the safety survival kit and by the time I was done I was tired. The next day I was going to build a hut! The day wasn't so bad. All I did was gather food such as berries, pomegranates, and wild mushrooms. But I was getting tired of fruit and mushrooms. I was going to have fish! For the next few days I found some hard materials on the beach such as whales' ribs, sea elephants teeth and long pieces of wood. After I built a little hut of my own. I made a spear out of wood and sea elephant's teeth. Then I went hunting. That day I killed five foxes, two birds and a giant devilfish. After that I felt a little homesick. I spent three more days on the island. Then one day while I was swimming, I saw the police search party boat and they rescued me. I still go to the island. By Christina Trozzo Grade 4
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CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS Christopher Columbus was born in Genoa in 1451. Christopher always wanted to sail to far away places. He never went to school until he was a grown man. Christopher was working as & map maker in Lisbon. Christopher married Felipa Perestrello. Christopher_ went on. 4 voyages. On his 1st voyage Christopher had 3 ships. They were called the Santa Mana, the Nma and the Pinta. He wanted to get silks in China by sailing another route but Christopher Columbus sailed the ocean blue in 1492. He believed and he proved that the earth was round. He discovered America. Christopher's second voyage was with an expedition of 17 ships. In 1498, Christopher's third voyage began. In 1502, Christopher's 4th voyage began. In 1506, Christopher died at Valladolid in Spain. That was the end of him! By Chris Jenkins Grade 4
THE LITTLE CATERPILLER Once there was a mother butterfly; she had just finished laying her eggs. So she spread her wings and flew away. In two weeks time all of the eggs had hatched. The smallest of the carerpillers was called Matt. Matt had a friend called Pat. Pat was a mouse. You couldn't really call Par a friend because all he did was criticize Mart. Day after day Matt would talk about what he would look like when he was a butterfly and all Pat would say was, "you'll never be a butterfly you wait and see." As days went by Matt started to believe Pat because all of his brothers and sisters were already beautiful butterflies and Matt was not even in the pupa stage yet! Matt decided to go on a trip and find his mother and ask her why he had not changed. So the next morning Mart set off to find his mother. Finally he found his mother and asked her why he was not changing. Then she told him a story about how she was just like him and he just had to be patient. By Suzy McEachern Grade 4
THE SLUG Once upon a time there was a mama slug and a papa slug and their names were Charlotte and Craig. One day they went on a walk. They were slugs so they were underground. Well, they were going on a walk down an underground street and they saw all the families walking with their little daughters and their little sons. Charlotte and Craig got sad so they went into a donut shop and ordered some jelly donuts and coffee. They had a chat about kids and how much they wanted a little daughter and son. They came out of the donut shop and walked down Cockroach Avenue. They met their friend Shelly. She was the mother of twelve children. There names were: Mike, Keith, Dave, Holly, Eric, Chris, Tim, Kate, Adam Scott, Nick and Anne. They were all nice except for Keith. He was 4 years old and he thought he was a warrior. He was always breaking lamps and throwing food at his sister Kate. Well anyways Charlotte and Craig and Shelly had a nice visit. Charlotte and Craig went home with Shelly and had a visit with her family. From that day on Charlotte and Craig visited Shelly and her family every week and they were never lonely again. By Hayley Glaholt Grade 4
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A pig rolls in the mud until he gets dizzy. When he gets dizzy he hits the side of the wall and when he hits the side of the wall, he snorts. (snort means ouch!) After his mom kisses it better he says, "snort, honk!" That means he feels better. After that he does it all over By Chris Jenkins
WHAT IF? My inventor is Leonardo Da Vinci. Some 10,000 drawings from Leonardo's many sketches are all over the world museums. On April 15th, 1452, Leonardo Da Vinci was born. At age 17, Leonardo Da Vinci was a brilliant thinking youth. Leonardo was a painter, sculptor, inventor, writer and a lot more but I can't fit any more in. No other picture can compare to the Mona Lisa. Leonardo was the only painter who was interested in many different things other than painting and sculpting. The Mona Lisa was a picture of his best friend's wife. He would have painted a picture of his wife but he didn't have one. Leonardo was the first painter that used mathematical proportions and strength of a pyramid. I hope you enjoyed learning about Leonardo Da Vinci. By Katy Elliott Grade4
MICHELANGELO Michelangelo's last name is Buornarti. Michelangelo was born in Caprese, a small town near Florence, Italy. From the time he was very young, he wanted to be an artist. His father didn't like the boy's thought. When he was thirteen , his father agreed to let him be an apprentice in the shop of a painter in Florence. Before this apprenticeship ended , Lorenzo de Medici, the ruler of Florence, became interested in the boy. He was brought to Lorenzo's palace and studied under the greatest artists of his day. Lorenzo died in 1492. By Robin Spratt Grade 4
Grade 3 Back Row:
Jeremy Dietrich, David Wood, Justine Connelly, Daniel Thorek, Jai Jind, Jenna Mannone, Caroline Hamilton, Jessica Caton, Andrew Schwartz, Mrs. Currie.
Middle Row:
Natasha Zimnoch, Jacqueline Baker, Amanda Gallimore, Kristen Pak, Sara Quattro, Sean Philips, Anna Lev, Michael Ast, Jonathan Soong.
Front Row:
David James, Kathryn Lenard, Rebecca Sutin, Adrian Bloy, Jacob Cohl, Mark Eng, Leah Erbe.
Absent:
Carla Joffe, Stephan Vlcek, Ashley Markle, Mrs. Royce.
MACKENZIE DISAGREES John Strachan and the Family Compact think they should run the country because they are rich and they own all the land. Mackenzie disagrees. He feels that everyone (poor or rich) should have some say in the way the country should be run. Read more about Mackenzie and his feelings and ideas in his newspapers--The Colonial Advocate and The Weekly Message. By Jeremy Dietrich and Adrian Bloy Grade 3
Tnere was a witch That fell in a ditch. There was a punk That ate a tree trunk. There was a ghost That loved me the most. There was a cat That ate a rat. And sat on my animal mat How's that? by Rebecca Sutin Grade 3
Dear Champlain, I have arrived! The land is beautiful. The trees are pretty because they are so green and the lake is beautiful because it is so blue. In the night, the moon shines on the trees and the water. I'm surrounded by nature. There are a lot of bees and flies. I am living with the Indians in a longhouse- the longhouse is very smokey. We travel in canoes. We eat really good food like corn, onions and potatoes because the Indians grow these foods. We also hunt deer, rabbit and fox for food and their fur. I really think you should come to this new land. The Indians are nice--they treat me like a king . One day some enemies came so we had to canoe down the river to the lake. I love it here. The women pick berries, wash clothes in the lake water and the water is so clear we all drink it. From Etienne Brule
By Ashley Markle Grade 3
Grade 2 Back Row:
Mrs. Arthur, Laurence Payne, Elisabeth St. Amand, Ben Burger, David Zarnett, Jordana Kerbel, Emery Brennan, Alexandra Eastwood.
Middle Row: Donald Summerville, Carrie Anderson, Michael Choptiany, Francis Shih, Kirstienne Graham, Nick Wallace, Mrs. Galbraith. Front Row:
Kimberly Elliott, Jeffrey Lang-Weir, Samantha Marin, Laura Logaridis, Kim Le, Lesley Cresswell, Elizabeth Stoker-Lavelle.
Absent:
Elizabeth McNeely, Rosana Pusateri
A SCARY NIGHT I have a fright, I see a mouse, in a house. I see a ghost I'm scared the most. and a witch. I fell into a ditch. By Laurence Payne Grade 2
MY TRIP TO ENGLAND I went to England for five weeks. We went to lots of places like St. Paul's Cathedral and the Tower of london. We saw Big Ben chiming and the gun go off at Edinburgh Castle. We went to Scotland and Wales . The Welsh Folk Museum was good as well. We have friends in Roysten. We met them when we first came to Canada . They are Peter and Nicola and I cannot forget baby Stephen. They have a water slide and their yard goes downhill. At the top they have a vegetable garden and at the bottom the kids have a secret garden. I was sad when I left England . I loved being in England. By Kirsti Graham Grade 2
I GOT MY FIRST THREE NEW FISH One day I had enough money to buy two new fish. I went to my Mom's shoe store and asked ifi could get two new fish. She said "Yes". When my Mom and Dad came home, my Dad took me to the pet store and my sister came too. I got a gray fish and a gold fish. My sister let me use her old fish tank and I got a plant and some shells. The next day came and I asked if I could get one more fish. They said "Yes" and we went to get my new fish. I had two fish already and I got one more. When I fed them, one died. I flushed it down the toilet. The next day my other one died. I scooped it out with a doll's shoe and then flushed it down the toilet. I had one left. I hope that one won't die. By Beth St. Amand Grade 2
Grade l/2 Back Row:
Rory Gunderson, Michael Young, Katie Lewis, Michael Matheson, Robbie Battista, Mrs, Gianotti, Victoria Orlando, Sarah Valiant, Haley Cohen,Aubrey Dorfman.
Front Row:
Jonathan Marin, Trisha Scovel, Katelyn Jarrett, Laura Tinko, Alexi Kilgour, Stephen Stotter, Leah Dietrich, Mark Rupert, Jared Greenspan.
MY GOOD FRIENDS COME TO MY HOUSE On Tuesday after school Kim Le and Kimmy came to my house. First we did our homework, then we had a game of house. We used my favourite dolls in the game. We had a picnic. For the picnic my Mom made a snack for all of us. The snack was a few pieces of cheese, a cookie, and some fruit. After the game of house we all played in my backyard. We played on the swings. Kim Le pushed us around and around. Then Kim Le's mom came. She had rea. We played some more and some more. Then Kim Le had to go home. A little while later Kimmy's mom came roo. fun. Then Kimmy had to go home also. By Laura Logaridis Grade 2
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My turtles are sweet and cute and nice. I love them. One died. I got a new one. I adore them. When I go down they are on top of each other to keep warm. We got them for Christmas from my mom. They eat minnows. I saw them eat dinner. By Leah Dietrich Grade 1
In the morning At 6:51,6:51,6:51. In the morning At 6:51, Have to get up for school. Brush my teeth Comb my hair Get changed first Then go down there. Put on a shirt And also a skirt, Socks and shoes and tie. Then go downstairs And say goodbye. Don't forget the homework books Or the teachers will have mad looks. By Kim Le Grade 2
Grade I Back Row:
Christopher Vivian, Stephanie Mannone, Sabrina Lantos, Miss Rodrigoe, Benjamin Thorek, David Richardson, Jacob Kazanjian.
Front Row:
Jonathan Kahan, Jessica Potter, Susan Spratt, Michael Joffe, Lauren Saville, Victoria Roberts, Ryan Marthinsen, Hilary Bauer, Eli Cohl
Absent:
Hans Zimnoch, Matthew Kerbel, Graham Matthews
THIS IS A STORY OF VEGETABLES AND FRUITS Carrots are good to eat. You can eat them raw or cooked. They are orange. Carrots grow under the ground. The tomato is red. It is juicy and fun to eat. It grows in a garden. You can eat them raw and cooked. Lettuce is green. It is good in salad. I like it on Caesar salad. Apples are juicy and nice to eat and very red. Bananas are yellow and I like them. It is my love, my favorite. Oranges are my favorite fruit. Peaches are juicy to eat. I love peaches. By Jessica Potter Level 1
BOYFRIENDS: JAMIE I am going trick or treating with Jamie Ross. I am getting some candy. It is Jamie Ross's turn to ring the next door bell. We are now at the last house trick or treating but no one is there. So now we go to two more houses. We are now at our very last house. The people are just leaving we get some candy. We go to my boyfriend's house. By Victoria Roberts Level 1
MY LEGO CASTLE This is a picture of my Dad and me. We are working on a lego castle. It is done. I put the men on. I play with it. By Jonathan Kahan Level 1
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Dear Grandmother, Thankyou for the interview I had with you. I decided to write you a letter. Not one single person interviewed by our class said that they had a television. Only some people said that they had electricity. They didn't have the same choice of food and they didn't have any junk food. Most people had radios; some people had none. People heated their house with either coal or wood.
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OUR TRIP TO HUMBER Today our class went to Humber Arboretum. We had the same guides as last time. Their names were Beruta and Christine. First we talked about snowshoes. We learned that there were different kinds of snowshoes. One kind of snowshoes is for walking on hills. The bearpaws are shaped round and are used for walking through the woods without bumping into anything. The Indians invented snowshoes by copying the shape of a rabbit's foot. When rabbits walk in snow, they do not sink into the snow. Snowshoes are made of caribou skin and the frame is made of wood. We went snowshoeing and it was a lot of fun. We played Owls and Snowshoe Hares. We jogged with our snowshoes on without losing our balance. Snowshoeing was not easy! After that, we had lunch. Mter lunch, Beruta talked about different kinds of birds. The owl is the most interesting kind of bird. Their ears are on different levels on both sides of the head. They eat frogs, rabbits, snakes, mice and other owls. They have discs around their eyes for sensing sound. Their jaw is flexible. That is why they can swallow large animals. They spit out fir, feathers and bones. I learned a lot and I enjoyed the trip even though it was a wet day. By Mark Eng Grade 3
\ MYUFESTORY When I was a baby I saw people looking at me. I said to myself I wish I were ten years older. Then I was three. Now that was great. I could talk. I could say, "Hi", "Bye", "Mama", and "Dada". It was wonderful. Then I was four. Now I could walk, yell, run, and scream. Best of all, I could jump on the beds. But five was the best! I could understand T.V. But the worst of all was kindergarten. I survived. Six. Grade one. Hard work. Homework. Seven. Terrific. Grade two. Lunch. Soccer. Snow forts. By Laurence Payne Grade 2 Black Creek Village Upper Canada October 25, 1830.
Dear Victoria Orlando, There are a lot of trees, rivers and lakes here. When we got here, we had to cut down many trees to build a shanty. We had to work very hard to build a shanty. We made a fire every day. At night time we lit a candle. We use a feather to write. We trade a lot of things with a lor of people. There are nor many people here. We use an axe to cue down trees. There are a lot of wild animals here. We planted seeds too. Sincerely, KimLe By Kim Le Grade 2
W. L. MACKENZIE William Lyon Mackenzie, a hard, hard worker plans to change the government's ideas by getting elected the first mayor of Toronto. He owns a printing press so he can print newspapers to cell people how he feels about the country and how it is run. Mackenzie is looking for supporters to elect him mayor of Toronto. If interested, please go to Mackenzie's printing shop on Bond Street. By Justine Connelly and Amanda Gallimore Grade 3
YORK NEWS John Graves Simcoe is coming to Upper Canada to set up an army headquarters. Simcoe is going to builcl Fort York on the shores of Lake Ontario. Then we'll be ready for war and the Americans! By Sara Quattro and Caroline Hamilton Grade 3
HORSES I have a horse. I love to play with my horse. I am running with my horse. By Hans Zimnoch Level 1
SPADINA HOUSE Spadina House was built by James Austin. Spadina comes from an Indian word "Ishapadena" which means hill. It is built on a hill and you can see Lake Ontario from the garden in front of the house. It is a rich upper class home with gas lighting. By Jessica Caton and Natasha Zimnoch Grade 3
THE SIMPSON'S GAME In this game I describe a Simpson and you guess it. He is fat and lazy and bald, and eats donuts. This next character is cool, and always gets in trouble and he never listens to Homer. She has tall blue hair. Who is she? The next character is very smart, plays the saxophone and does not get into trouble very often. Who is she? The last character has never spoken. She sucks a pacifier all day. Who is she? By Robert Battista Grade 1 Answers to the Simpson's Game:
CRIME WAVES Be on the lookout for boys and girls who look dirty and have ripped clothes. These children are stealing! So close your windows and lock your doors because they're quick to steal. If you see the street kids, go to the Police Station and ask for Detective Moffat. There has been a crime on Train No. 8, so hold on to your bags tightly! That's all for this week's crime wave report! By Rebecca Sutin and Carla Joffe Grade 3
A DAY AT ENOCH TURNER SCHOOLHOUSE Today, as soon as I got to school, Mrs. Henderson was just about to do a check for being clean. I quickly sat in my spot. She inspected everybody and, finally, she got to Tom Kond! She looked at him. "Did you wash your face, hands and behind your ears today?" asked Mrs. Henderson. "No," said Tom, in a small voice. "No?" said Mrs. Henderson. "Go right now and stand in front of the dish, standing on one foot, and I will tie your hands behind your back. That will remind you always to be clean!" And that was the end of that! After, we read the story called The Boy and the Nuts. We had to say this saying about seven times! "Do not grasp at too much or you will lose all." Then we did the letters A, B, C, D in writing, and after that, we all had to have a word to start with each letter. We also had to write the date on our slate board: November 7, 1848, I also wrote Mrs. Henderson's name by mistake and, all of a sudden, Mrs. Henderson said, "Do Not Write My Name! I Never Asked You To!" The girls have to wear a white pinafore to keep clean and the boys have to wear a white collar. After school, I go home and take care of my little sister. By Jacqueline Baker Grade 3
Once upon a time there was a boy who saw a movie about germs. The germs were strong and powerful. They battled each other and when they got into someone's food they tried to battle the eater's body. Sometimes they won and made the person sick and sometimes they lost. After seeing this movie and realizing the terrible fact that germs were everywhere the boy became afraid of germs. He imagined that germs were on everything and would make him sick. When his mother gave him an apple he screamed, "I CAN'T EAT THIS. YOU TOUCHED IT!" When his sister did not finish some food on her plate and the boy was still hungry he would not eat the food just in case his sister had touched it. "I CAN'T EAT THIS. YOU TOUCHED IT!" Pretty soon the boy was getting hungrier and hungrier. He imagined that the germs would always win, and he was afraid. Soon the boy could not eat any food that anyone had touched. He got terribly sick because he was so weak. His parents were very worried and called the Doctor. The Doctor said, "You silly boy. Just because someone touched your food doesn't mean your food has 6 billion germs on it. Anyway your immune system usually wins. Don't be so paranoid about germs. Wash your hands before you eat. Use a knife and fork. Bur if you have to use your hands don't be afraid. You won't die from a couple of germs, but you will die if you don't eat." By David James Grade 3
NEED NEW DOCTOR Pioneer Village needs a new doctor. He gets $5.50 a day. The doctors work 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Doctor needed to pull teeth and cure diseases. Office is supplied. Apply to the Church. By Jacqueline Baker, Kristen Pak and Anna Lev Grade 3
ENOCH TURNER Come to Enoch Turner Schoolhouse. An Irishman, Enoch Turner, built this schoolhouse for the poor children in Toronto. Children must come to school very clean and be ready to work hard. Class hours are Monday to Friday and every other Saturday. Time: 9:00- 4:00. Come to 106 Trinity. School starts October 19, 1851. Teacher Wanted: By Andrew Schwartz and Kathryn Lenard Grade 3
THE FISH My class had two fish and they are gold fish. My brother likes them. My brother thinks they are cute. I had two fish but they died. They were named Sammy and Sammy. I like the fish because their colour is nice. I like them a lot. Their names are Tickle and Sunshine. By Katelyn Jarrett Grade 2
DEADLY DISEASE Beware! A dangerous disease named cholera is spreading quickly among the people of York. Cholera is caused by dirty drinking water and dirty living areas. There is no cure to this mysterious disease (except if you catch it early), so be careful. 135 people have already died from this horrible and deadly disease. Doctors are shocked by this terrible epidemic. BE CAREFUL! By Leah Erbe and Jenna Mannone Grade 3
THE SILLY KING Once upon a time there was a very silly king who ruled the kingdom of Saltzburg. The King's name was Charles. He always answered his own questions in his own mind. Once he asked himself, "Why do people have ears?" He answered that by himself and said that people have ears to hold up their hats or in his case, his crown. If anyone tried to correct him, that person would be killed. One morning he was walking around his garden looking for his slippers when he stepped on his toe. "Ouch!" he said and looked down at his toe. His toe was all red. So he asked himself, "Why did I step on my toe?" Then he said, "If the people walk on their hands then they will not step on their feet . So I will order that everyone will walk on their hands from now on." So he asked his messenger to go to the town and tell everyone that from now on everyone will walk on their hands. So the messenger went to town and told everyone that they had to stand on their hands. Day after day everyone walked around on their hands. They tried to get around their usual ways but they couldn't because they were standing on their hands. One day the town council got together and said, "This cannot happen any longer. We shall protest even for our lives!" So the next day they all went to protest in front of the castle. The King saw it and asked his advisor what was going on. The advisor said, "The people are protesting because they do not want to stand on their hands any more." Then the King realized how foolish he was and he ordered that everyone could stand on their feet again and everyone was happy. By Kristen Pak Grade 3
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SOLDIERS WANTED Young men are wanted to become soldiers at Fort York. Soldiers are needed to defeat the Americans--the enemies. You must be 18-36 years old, and be very healthy and strong. Each soldier will be fed good meals, given good shelter and clothing. If interested, contact John Graves Simcoe at Fort York. By David Wood, Mark Eng and Jake Cohl Grade 3
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THE ONION AND THE BEET On Nov. 9, 1849, a farmer forgot to pick an Onion and a Beet. The Onion said to the Beet, "That stupid farmer forgot to pick us." The Beet said, "I'm sure he will see us." Weeks went by and neither the Onion nor the Beet was picked. One day the Beet said, "Maybe it will snow," and it did. Just then, the farmer saw the Beet, and he ran outside and picked him. The Beet was very happy but the Onion was trying not to cry. He was sad, all alone. He was so sad he did cry. In the house, the Beet was on the front of the window sill. He was starting to get so hot he was sweating. Then he knew why the farmer could not see the Onion. He was so far away you would take 5012 cartwheels to get to him (In real life, it was only 912). The Beet tried to get the farmer to see the Onion, but he just kept falling on the floor. Soon the Beet gave up. A day went by and the farmer turned the radio on and heard, "There is a tornado coming this way. Collect all your crops." The farmer ran to get his jacket and ran out the door. Now the Beet and the Onion would be together. The Beet was so happy. The farmer came back in with the Onion and put him by the fire. The Onion was blue, but, under all that skin, there was a smile, he could tell. By Kathryn Lenard Grade 3
MY TRIP TO ENGLAND I went to England for five weeks. We went to lots of places like St. Paul's Cathedral and the Tower of London. We saw Big Ben chiming and the gun go off at Edinburgh Castle. We went to Scotland and Wales. The Welsh Folk Museum was good as well. We have friends in Roysten. We met them when we first came to Canada. They are Peter and Nicola and I cannot forget baby Stephen. They have a water slide and their yard goes downhill. At the top they have a vegetable garden and at the bottom the kids have a secret garden. I was sad when I left England. I loved being in England. By Kirsti Graham Go:ade 2
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Dear Champlain, I have made it through my journey and I am here! I am surrounded by wilderness. There is sound everywhere. The birds, the wind and the trees all make sounds. They are sounds of nature. I have met some tribes. They call themselves the Iroquois. They grow vegetables that are delicious and crunchy. I cannot explain the taste. Oh yes, and the trees are green here. The Indians have a body of water called a lake - it is huge. They also live in something called a longhouse. It is huge and long. I myself think it is the best shelter because it has the sturdiest roof. It is made out of leaves and sticks. It is smokey and warm inside. I guess I can't tell you much more, but let me say one more word. The soil is dark and wet here too. Well, good bye for now. Old Friend, Etienne BrUle By Michael Ast Grade 3
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THE NIGHTMARE Once upon a time there lived a king who had a son called Prince David. David was really interested in the horses that belonged to the king's army. Because David was young, he was told to stay away from the horses. One day David was arguing with his father over the fact that he should not be allowed to ride the horses because serious consequences could occur. The king sent the boy up to his room to think about the consequences that could occur. While he was thinking he fell asleep. While he was sleeping he began to dream. He dreamed that recently a number of robberies had been occurring in the city by a man dressed in black. No one had a clue who this man was. One night David was having lots of trouble sleeping. During that night David heard a knight entering the quarters with his horse. David thought the knight had been just returning from a stroll with his horse and didn't know the knight had just robbed a few stores. Fortunately for David the knight left the horses' quarters unlocked and his black suit in the quarters. So David decided that he should take the horse for a stroll. David, in excitement, put the knight's suit on not thinking that it resembled the one that was identified by the store keeper as the type of suit that the robber was wearing. David went on for his tour around the city with his horses. Suddenly all kinds of people began yelling and chasing after him saying, "He's the robber!" He was really scared and thought he might be killed by the people. All of a sudden he woke up and found out he was dreaming. But he learned the consequences of doing something that you're not told to do. So he would not ride the horses until he was told he could. By Michael Young Grade 2, and Ryan Trainor, Grade 8
PROBLEM It is in the middle of winter. Our band is called the Red Hawks. The band does not have a lot of food around our area where we live. We are starving. We must leave our area bur we do not want to. There is lots of nature and we know our place very well. But we do not have enough clothes or food. We are ten people. What should we do? By Kim Le, Samantha Marin, Rory Gunderson and Katelyn Jarrett Grade 2 Solution We will travel to different places and find an area we like as much as this one. Then we will settle there and find some food and have skins to keep us warm. We are on our way to find a new area. We arrive at a place we think we would all like. We are glad to be here. By Kim, Samantha, Rory and Katelyn
I GOT MY FIRST THREE NEW FISH One day I had enough money to buy two new fish. I went to my Mom's shoe store and asked if I could get two new fish. She said, "Yes". When my mom and dad came home my dad took me to the pet store and my sister came too. I got a gray fish and a gold fish. My sister let me use her old fish tank and I got a plant and some shells. The next day came and I asked if I could get one more fish. They said, "Yes," and we went to get my new fish. I had two fish already and I got one more. When I fed them, one died. I flushed it down the toilet. The next day my other one died. I scooped it out with a doll's shoe and then flushed it down the toilet. I have one left. I hope that one won't die. By Beth St. Amand Grade 2
Dear Champlain, I have arrived. The land is beautiful here - come on over! There are a lot of trees in the forest co use for making log houses and fires. There are fascinating sounds of nature like birds, crickets and other animals and water lapping against the shore. There is a huge lake that you can drink and you can fish for food in it. There are lots of animals co hunt, for instance, deer, rabbit and moose. The Indians are kind co me. I am learning their language and they are teaching me co grow crops like pumpkins, rice and corn. They can store some of the food for the winter in the longhouse (the Indians live in longhouses). You can cell how many families live in a longhouse by the number of fires in the house. I think you should come here and build a village with us. Etienne BrUle By Carla Joffe Grade 3
I'M GOING TO THE COTTAGE I'm going co the Cottage. I'm happy. I'm playing with Timmy. I'm having dinner at the cottage because it's Thanksgiving. I'm going co sleep with Charlie. Time co go home. By Susan Spratt Level 1
PROBLEM We are the Native People of the woodlands. We are running out of food. It is terrible. We feel terrified. Our people are going hungry and we are cold. We do not have very many animal skins for clothing. The animals are running away because the animals do not want co be killed. What can we do co survive? By Carrie Anderson, Lesley Cresswell, Ben Burger and Aubrey Dorfman Grade 2
Solution We are following the animals farther south where it's warmer on the land. We follow them until they stop. We will find a cave co sleep in for the night. In the morning we will go and hunt the animals for food and clothing so we will not starve or gee cold. We will have enough food and clothing until the animals move again. The animals may move again if they notice too many of their own animals being killed. So we will move again coo. By Lesley, Carrie, Ben and Aubrey
THE PLAIN PRINCESS There was once a princess who was very ordinary. She had brown hair that was very thin and never seemed to grow. She wore clothes like jeans and turtle necks that you would never imagine a princess wearing. Her mother was very beautiful. However, she was a big show-off. Whenever she went out in her carriage everyone would stare and admire her. Noone paid any attention to the princess who was trailing behind. She even had a plain name. It was Pammy. She had four sisters. Their names were Celina, Crystal, Diamond and Jade. She also had two brothers. Their names were Charles and Matthew. Even though Princess Pam was so boring she did have one talent. She loved to sing. She would often sit in the huge garden on the palace and sing to all the animals. One day a prince was taking a walk and he heard the beautiful voice of Pammy singing. He followed the sound of the voice until he reached the princess. He thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and he asked her to marry him. Several months later they had a beautiful baby. They named her Katherine. By Katelyn Jarrett Grade 2 And Emily Wesson Grade 8
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RIDDLES I am long and thin and I have lots of legs and I can fit in your hand. What am I? I have a long narrow head, a long sticky tongue without teeth and I eat insects. What am I? I am tall and thin. I have blonde hair and glasses. I'm very pretty and I love to teach. Who am I? By Victoria Orlando Grade 2
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THE MAGIC CARPET One afternoon a little boy named Rob came home from school and saw his dog Oscar sitting on the front hall carpet. He came to sit down beside Oscar and said, "Oh, boy, Oscar. Today I got a lot of homework. I wish I were somewhere where I could play and I didn't have to do homework." All of a sudden the front hall carpet lifted off the floor. The dog barked. The carpet floated through the front door and soared up into the clouds and stopped with a halt. In front of them stood a big, fire-breathing dragon. "Hello," said the dragon. "H-H-H-Hello," replied Rob. "My name is Rupert," said the dragon, "What's yours?" "Rob, and this is my dog Oscar." Rob had many questions to ask Rupert about where Rob and his dog were and how they got there. Rob and Rupert discovered these matters over tea in Rupert's cave. It turned out that the carpet that they flew into the clouds on was a magical carpet. Rob had wished to be somewhere where he didn't have to do homework and his wish had come true. Rob was excited at first but he missed his mom so he wanted to go home. The only way to get home was in a magic bubble. That bubble was in the evil witch's castle. That night Rupert, Oscar, and Rob snuck into the witch's castle and stole the bubble while she was asleep. Rupert gave Rob a necklace to remember him by when Rob left with Oscar in the bubble the next day. The bubble floated down to the ground and hit it with a thump! All of a sudden Rob found himself in bed. It was all a dream! Then Rob found around his neck the friendship necklace that Rupert gave him. By Stephen Stotter Grade 2
THE EVIL WIZARD Once upon a time there was a royal family. The princess was walking in the woods picking berries. A dragon came out of nowhere and took the princess away. She started screaming but no one could hear her. She was taken back to the evil wizard's castle. The princess was very lonely and frightened. She missed her kingdom and her family. On the other hand, the king and his kingdom were depressed and wanted her back. A few days later the king got a visitor to his kingdom. It was the messenger of the evil wizard who came. He gave the king the evil wizard's demands in a ransom note. The messenger immediately left. The king sent a knight to follow the messenger. Several days later the knight hasn't arrived. The king thinks that the knight has been captured by the evil wizard. He immediately tells all his soldiers and knights to prepare for a battle. They leave right away. It takes 10 days to spot the evil wizard's castle. They plan the strategy on the way that they are going to attack. The king goes up the tree and tries to locate the princess. Just as the king locates her he realizes that the evil wizard's army is getting ready to attack. He set his men up. As they come bursting our, they were shot. The king goes inside the castle and tries to get the princess. He has a sword fight with the evil wizard and he wounds him. He takes the princess with him and realizes that the evil wizard's army is all dead. The king takes the evil wizard to his castle and puts him in the dungeon. The kingdom was so happy that the princess returned and peace and harmony fled through their kingdom, and they lived happily ever after. By Robbie Battista Grade 1 And Ashley Davidson Grade 8
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PROBLEM We are the Eagle band. We have 300 people. We are crossing the Bering Land Bridge and we are almost to the new land. But there are very big mountains in our way. How will we get across to hunt the animals? We do not have the right clothes for the climate in the new land. We only have clothes made of thin skins. What can we do? It is very hard to walk in the snow and it is deep. What will we do? By Laurence Payne, Elizabeth McNeely, Michael Young and Kirsti Graham Grade 2
Solution We have found paths through the mountains. We found the big animals over the mountains. We have now got skins to make moccasins and bones to make snow shoes. We have killed two woolly mammoths which have enough skin to make clothes for 300 people. We have become used to the animals. We have learned how to kill them. By Laurence, Elizabeth, Michael and Kirsti
PROBLEM We are walking and there is no shelter. Our cloches are all worn our and we are extremely cold. We are the Beaver band and there are only twenty-five people. We are hunting the woolly mammoth and the sloth. It is winter time and there is a snow blizzard. What shall we do? By Kim Elliott, Donald Summerville, Jeffrey Lang-Weir, and David Zarnett Grade 2
Solution We have just killed a woolly mammoth and we bring all the furs back co our wives to make cloches. We are going co build houses our of woolly mammoth bones and skins. By Kim, Donald, Jeffrey and David
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4 000 000 birthday kids 300 bats 2 whole pumpkins Mix in 8 bins and then you have birthday cake. Bake for 30 000 centuries.
The witches are in flight on this starry night. It is a scary sight. With their black cats And their hats. I think I want to scat! Look she has a bat! I hope next time, I'll not see that.
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EYEBALL SOUP 100 eyeballs 10 000 bloodsuckers hot water 2 chocolates 9 cups of mud
CHOCOLATE SNAKE SOUP 8 000 000 snakes 1 bucket of chocolate icecream 80 eyeballs Stir all together for one year. Enjoy! By Samantha Marin Grade 2
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HALLOWEEN NIGHT
On a Halloween Night. The witches are in flight. On the back of their brooms, The black cats hold on tight. Take the 100 eyeballs and mash all up. Take the 10 000 bloodsuckers and And the witches fly wispily, wash in mud. It will be ready when you are. On the back of a dark, dark night. By Lesley Cresswell Grade 2
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L'automne Orange et noir Les bonbons, les costumes, les fantomes C'est fantastique! L'Halloween par Tom Barrett Grade 5 GHOST NEXT DOOR As I approached the old wood house, I knew there was nothing to fear. For even the darkness was friendly to me, And the creaking a good thing to hear. Other people who live around, Only think that it could be haunted. And now that I'm here for the thirteenth time, I'll prove to them that it is haunted. For I am the ghost of the old wood bouse, And a friendly one I am, too. But even a ghost likes to have fun, So maybe I'll bide and yell, "Boo!" The darkness whispers frightening things, But only to mortal beings. For I am as courageous as a mountain lion, When it comes to phantom sightings. I entered the bouse to find crackling old stairs, And a table with an ancient pot. The couch was ripped and the leg was broken, But a ghost loves this house a lot. I hear people talking about me and me alone. "It's just imagination, so let it go!" they say. But I'm here to haunt them day and night, So watch out mortals. I shall now get ready to scare those ones, And make them never come back. Practise my sneaking behind someone, And make them jump into a sack. Here I go to the house next door, Looking like slimy goo. Find the non-believing neighbour, Jump out from behind and yell, "Boo!" By Pamela Royce Grade 7
HALLOWEEN STORY
We were sitting next to the fire and the wind was howling so loud that my son Johnny cuddled up next to me and begged to hear my famous Halloween story. As always, Johnny looked at me as if he has never heard my scory before, even though I must have told it about ten times by now. I began. I was only 17 years old on this Halloween night when I reluctantly performed the dare my friends had challenged me to. I was to go to the Ursuline Museum and prevent the back window from closing by sticking wood underneath it. This would enable me co enter that evening where Montcalm's skull was displayed. They dared me to remove this skull from this room. The entering of the museum succeeded, as well as the stealing of Montcalm's skull. I was all ready for Halloween night , dressed up as General Montcalm. A friend and I slowly climbed up the ladder until we reached the top of the roof. Not one person had passed us that we could scare. I had an idea. My sister stayed at Universite Laval, in residence. I was sitting so uncomfortably on the ladder that I panicked and began to sweat. My grip loosened. Before I had time to think what to do,I threw the skull to my friend. Luckily he caught it. Then all of a sudden , I was sliding down the steep roof and landed in a pile of leaves which covered the hard bricks of Place Royale. I lifted my head looking for my friends, but all I could see was a fierce dog charging toward me. I ducked, but it didn't seem to help. I didn't feel any pain and happily the owner called his fierce dog away. My friend climbed down the ladder as if something funny had happened. I began to laugh along but for no reason. My next daring act was at Universit~ Laval. I was climbing the "S" hooks on the walls when all of a sudden I felt like I was on stage. I was holding the skull on a stick at my sister's window whan a beaming light shone into my eyes. All I could see were my friends standing next to a man dressed in a security uniform pointing a flashlight directly in my eyes. I was struck with embarrassment which is why I waited until the the crowd dispersed for me to go down. I stepped down on each hook hanging on as I finally reached the bottom where the security man was standing. I was forced to return the skull which I would have done anyway and voluntarily, I did some community work. When I was finished , I noticed Johnny's head against my shoulder fast asleep. Would he dream my story again or maybe continue from where I left off? By Angela Wagner Grade 8
Junior and Senior Cross-Country Teams
Back Row:
George Lembesis, Pamela Royce, Karrin Bestig, Andrew Wylie, Sarah Maddix, Jed Fallis, Matthew Blades.
Middle Row: Mrs. Lister, Brooks Fallis, Annalisa Camozzi, Andrew Kilgour, Rachel Manning, Tim Johnston, Mrs. Gianotti. Front Row:
Sean Wylie, Simon Sperling, Adam Cook, Robin Spratt, Ashley Davidson, Abbie Scheffold
U IO and U II Soccer Back Row:
Ari Lantos, Kevin Gilmour, David Thorek, Jamie Smith, Tim Quek, Chris Jenkins, Tom Barrett.
Middle Row: Mrs. Currie, Sarah Brawley, Ashley Mor~is, Lorna Bauer, Scott Lennard, Alexandra Parry, Miss Bolan, Mr. Ginis. Front Row:
Ruth Dorfman, Clare Cayley, Mark Haber, Ian Sidney, Nick Holland, Chiara Camozzi, Robbie Gordon.
U 12 Soccer Back Row:
Mr. Ginis, Michelle Cook, Tom Barrett, Jesse Jind, Jamie Smith, Cameron Walsh, Philip Careless, Ari Lantos, Mr. McCarthy
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... Apres qu'on a vu l'eglise, on a marche sous la Porte Prescott, er on a vu la statue de Laval dans laRue du Fort. Nous sommes descendus par l'escalier Casse-cou .. On a appris que l'escalier Casse-cou etait pour arreter les animaux de descendre la colline. Apres r;a, nous sommes alles a la Place-Royale. Devane l'Eglise Norre-Dame-des-Vicroires on a vu des !ignes noires ou Champlain a habite dans l'annee 1608. J'ai appris qu'il y a des echelles sur les roirs pour monrer er pousser la neige sur la terre ec j'ai appris pourquoi les murs sont plus haucs que les coics. C'est parce que r;a arrete les feux d'aller a la maison prochaine. par Jed Fallis Grade 8
... La Basilique-Cachedrale Notre-Dame-de-Quebec ecaic la premiere eglise pour rout !'Amerique du Nord. Les fenecres sonc faites a Paris, Elles sonc rres hauces. L'aucel esc une miniature de l'autel a St-Pierre a Rome. L'eglise a ere faice en 1633. Le moe "cachedrale" vienc du moe Iarin . Le moe "basilique" veur dire "ou sonc les reliques". par Emily Wesson Grade 8
... Philippe nous a accompagne au diner "Aux Anciens Canadiens". <;a, c'est la plus vieille edifice de !'Amerique du Nord . Elle est construite en 1609. C'est la maison Jacquot. Nous avons mange de la soupe au poireaux, du poulet au sauce miel et des pommes de terre. Apres \a, nous sommes alles en autobus au Patinodrome. par Meghan Bauer Grade 8
... Le soldat fran~ais porte une chemise blanche, une cravate blanche, une culotte courre bleue royale, un pantalon avec un ancre, un manteau gris en hiver, des souliers (il n'y a pas de droit er gauche), un chapeau fran~ais (tricorne), un plus court fusil que les Anglais, mais plus precis, avec une ba'lonnette pour tuer les chevaux ... Le soldat anglais porre une chemise blanche, un long pantalon gris, une cravate noire, des bottes noires, un manteau bleu er jaune, un chapeau nair avec une plume et une autre arme. par Ken Murray Grade 8
... 11 y a un proverbe a Quebec - "la pluie est plus jolie qu'un ciel plein d'etoile .... Nous sommes alles en autobus a la Basilique de Ste-Anne-de-Beaupre. Il y a une statue bronze sur le toit. Il y a beaucoup de hiboux sur les murs pour faire peur aux pigeons. Dans le vestibule, les dessins montrent les temps et la construction de la basilique. Chaque colonne represente un arbre du Canada. Il a pris 40 ans pour batir la basilique. Sur le plafond il y a 1'histoire de Ste-Anne .... Pas loin de l'entree il y a deux colonnes avec beaucoup de bequilles parce que beaucoup de gens ant ete gueris. C'est une basilique parce qu'il y a une relique ici. Le symbole de la basilique est un parasol. par Zachary Kerbel Grade 8
...On date les vieilles maisons par: pas d'avant-toit, pas de sous-sol, pas de symetrie. Les toits sont des couleurs differentes pour le but de la navigation. Le systeme seigneurial a ete employe dans le Quebec; les maisons sont pres des autres. A cote des maisons sont les caveaux a legumes; c'est de petites maisons dans la colline qui gardent au froid la glace et la nourriture. par Jared Green Grade 8
... La Citadelle a ere utilisee pendant les trois guerres principales. II y a une prison qui a ere construite en 1841. Aujourd'hui c'est un musee. Dans ce musee il y a des armes, bai"onnettes et decorations. Nous avons vu la residence du gouverneur-general de 1845 et la residence officielle d'ete du gouverneur-general d'aujourd'hui. Le batiment du regiment fran~ais sert comme musee d'uniformes qu'on a utilise pendant trois siecles. II y a une caponniere qui est faite de briques ou les soldats ont pu fusiller en deux directions. par Angela Wagner Grade 8
MONTCALM"S SKULL The recent robbery of Montcalm 1s skull helped my chances of catching the anti-francophone, John Willy. Fortunately he was seen in the convent and a full description was given of him by the lady who saw him. This recent robbery added to the many French historic objects that he had stolen in the past six months since I had got on the case. I am Jared Green, with the Quebec police, and I am two months away from retirement. In the paper it said, "Six feet tall, brown short hair, dark eyes and stalwart." This was the description of the man given by the police. Along with this, a police sketch was given and a number to call if anyone saw him. A young lady named Mary, called in at about 1:30 saying she had seen a man at about 1:10 walking up the "casse coup stairs", fitting the description in the newspaper. I arrived at the area where the man was seen. As we searched the area around the "casse coup stairs 11 I saw a man dressed like Mary 1s description go out of the bar. He saw the police and ran up the "casse coup stairs". We followed him but his ride was waiting for him at the top and he escaped in a blue Oldsmobile. I got his license plate but it turned out to be a stolen car. I was retired from the force two months later and it felt weird. I had so much free time and I spent most of it thinking about John. I always felt that retirement would be great but I was wrong. Not catching Johnny before I retired made me feel that I had an obligation to put him behind bars. My trip to the police station made me feel better because I was doing something . Once I got there, I was overwhelmed. On a recent bust of Johnny 1s partner, Johnny 1s whereabouts was discovered. I felt if he got away I would always feel like I had something left to do in my life, so I took the matter in my own hands and went to his apartment. It was on the second floor of an old house in the Place Royale. I b~oke into his apartment and waited for him to return. As he opened the door, he saw me and ran out in a frenzy. Luckily the police were on his tail and were going up the stairs as he was going down them. Johnny was caught and I felt that I had done my part. At first he refused to tell us where the objects were. But, a deal was made that the police would shorten his sentence if he told us. He said that he dumped them in the St. Lawrence in a wooden box. Divers went under and recovered the stolen items. They were returned to their rightful owners and from then on, I felt good about my retirement. By Jared Green Grade 8
LES CHUTES DEVIL One stormy night in a small town in New France, the devil came out in his black suit and top hat, to name the waterfalls. He wanted to annoy St. Anne de Beaupre who was up in the heavens above the rain and mist, but he knew he could not go in the golden gates so he decided to get her out, but first to name the falls. By the falls there was a priest dressed in the cloak and collar. Well, the devil walked right up to him and told him his proposed name for the falls. Once the priest heard that, he jumped up and ran all the way back to the church. Now the devil thought the falls were his, or were they? Just then St. Anne appeared, as if she sensed his purpose. She said to the devil, "They will be named by me if until tomorrow night you say something bad about the Lord, but if you don't you will name the falls." The devil agreed and left eventually. The next morning before sunrise they both were there with all the town's people waiting silently for the sun to rise. The two foes stood silently looking for the sun to appear. When the morning was half over the devil started to annoy St. Anne but she sat there silently waiting for the day to end. Well, the devil got mad and almost swore but bit his tongue instead. They served lunch and St. Anne started to pray. The devil muttered a few silent words and dug in. After an hour of eating St. Anne resumed her sitting position and again waited. The devil again tried to annoy St. Anne. She still ignored him. By the end of the day the devil burst out swearing in frustration and the falls were named by St. Anne. by Sarah Dimick Grade 6
THE BLACK STREAK About 80 years ago, at 8:30p.m. one October night in 1913, a figure in black appeared on a ship in Qu~bec City harbour. It was dark out so no one could discriminate who or what it was. All they could see was a streak of black. Late one night, a man saw it climb the steep roof of the Ursuline Convent. The man with the wagon who had seen the streak of black was curious, so he brought his horse and wagon to a halt and carefully watched the convent. About fifteen minutes later, the obscure and unusual figure appeared again. This time it was mysteriously seen on the opposite side of the dirt road from the convent. The wagon-man, astonished and bewildered, continued on his way home, never taking his mind off the black streak. In the morning he would report this to the sherriff. The next morning however, it turned out that by the time the man could give the sherriff the terrifying news, all of the police and townspeople were gathering around the front of the convent. The man pushed his way to the front of the crowd where the sherriff was looking for dues like a button or a ring. The chubby, bearded wagon man reported every detail of what he had seen the previous night. He also said that the "streak of black" had been carrying a round object about the size of a head under his arm when he appeared on the other side of the road. Apparently, "the black streak" had locked all of the nuns in their beds so they couldn't stop it. "The streak " had also stolen General Montcalm's skull, but for what reason? Just seconds later, a policeman came shooting through the front doors toward the sherriff. "Puff! Puff! I found this note inside the box that contained Montcalm's skull sir!" the officer exclaimed. The sherriff tore the note from his hands and read it to himself. It was written in coal and in a child's messy handwriting . The expression on his face changed to puzzlement. He read it out loud. "Montcalm lives again." The noise in the crowd got louder. What could it mean? The police searched for days but they found no clues, no evidence and no trace of the "black streak". It is said that on October 23rd at twelve noon, "the black streak" was seen again. This time he was on the east side of the Plains of Abraham. A crowd of people gathered about seventy five feet away. They could descry that the "streak" had drawn a royal blue hexagon, each side being about thirteen inches long. The thing placed Montcalm's skull over the hexagon pointing up in the sky like laser beams. Montcalm's body, with flesh and all burst out of the ground through the hexagon. He floated about four feet above the ground; the people could see a hologram or a very faint picture of Montcalm's men across the battlefield. The "black streak" disappeared and somehow the skull was back in its case in the convent. People think , and scientists have confirmed that Montcalm would only reappear if his skull or a part of his remains were placed in a hexagon on the very spot where he was shot. The "black streak" was never seen again. Even today, people turn away when they hear the name "black streak" in Quebec. No one knows what he, she or it wanted or who it was. By Ken Murray Grade 8
ANNIE ST. GERMAIN "Toot, toot". The ship had docked on the forested shore of Quebec in the late 1600's. All the King's daughters walked onto the shore. The townspeople were all laughing, cheering and drinking. I stepped out to greet my new husband. He was tall and muscular with orange hair, a French mustache, and hazel staring, bold eyes. He was wearing a leather coat, some ragged old pants and a racoon hat. He handed me a gun and told me how to use it and warned me to take it whenever stepping out of the cabin. We had a brief, inelegant wedding before I went to see his children. The little three year old was Madeline; she had little dusty blonde curls, a few freckles, hazel staring eyes and pale white skin. Madeline was wearing a dirty old dress which was torn and ragged. Marion, who was eleven, had orange long hair, tatty and rough. Her face was roo pale. She was tall and thin like her father, and she too had little freckles. She was wearing a shore lircle skirt which you could tell was almost worn right through. Then there was Thomas. He was eight years old, had blonde hair, hazel eyes, pale skin, and was tall and thin. I made them all some bread and caribou stew then tucked the children into bed for it was getting on into the evening. When they were asleep I found some cloth and starred to make them some new clothes by the warm fire in the cozy little bungalow. by Jennifer McNeely Grade 6
Burning hot dogs, running around the school, feeding starving kids ... Another successful lunch sale! By Jed Fallis Grade 8
LUNCH SALES We ordered the food Which put us in a good mood. We tried pizza, hot dogs and chicken too. It's pizza we prefer, how about you? We went around from class to class Carrying fruit punch and lemonade in a glass. The chicken was a little raw Since we didn't let it thaw But otherwise our lunch sales worked out They were appreciated, we have no doubt! By Angela Wagner Meghan Bauer Grade 8
Back Row:
Tim Quek, Ruth Dorfman, Sarah Brawley.
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Mark Haber, Jordan Philip, David Thorek, Ian Sidey, Scott Browning.
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Alexandra Parry, Tim Johnston.
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Ari Lantos, Chris Jenkins.
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Adam Cook, Simon Sperling, Annalisa Camozzi, Callaie Nafrolin, Jamie Smith.
Coaches:
Chris Aim, Zachary Kerbel
Junior Instructionall&a&ue (JIL) Basketball
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Hilary Howes, Abbie Scheffold.
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Tom Barrett, John McEachern, Robin Spratt, Kenneth Low, Jesse Jind .
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Emily Wesson, Carla Scheffold.
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Mr. Gin is, Matthew Blades, Geoff Mcintyre, Markus Bestig, Sarah Maddix, Angela Wagner, George Lembesis, Carla Scheffold, Ken Murray, Chris Aim.
Front Row:
Zachary Kerbel, Jed Fallis, Rachel Manning, Ashley Davidson, Meghan Bauer, Brooks Fallis, Jared Green.
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THE CHINESE NEW YEAR Kim was scared. She had to sing, dance and do a serious speech about the Chinese traditions for the whole school. What if she goofed up? Everyone in the school would tease her for the rest of the year.
Kim finally heard her name being called on the sound system. "Let's hear from Kim Young." Kim made her way up the stage steps. Kim thought that it would soon be over and she should just get it done and over with. She kept thinking she would trip over her long Chinese robe. When she was in the middle of the stage, she took a deep breath and told the crowd all about the food, clothing and festivals held in China. As she finished, she bowed to the side where the Principal was standing, but just at the same time she heard a loud screech coming from the speakers. She smiled shyly to the crowd and ran off the stage. She was so humiliated, and couldn't help wondering why things like that always happened to her. She thought she would hear laughing, or even booing, from the crowd, but she was wrong. She heard clapping. Kim smiled to herself. She had actually pleased the crowd. The dancing and singing came easy to her after that and she did just whatever the music told her to do. The rest of the celebration passed quickly; extraordinary food to taste, songs to sing and finally changing back into her everyday clothes. The year of the goat had arrived! by Sarah Maddix Grade 6
THE CHINESE NEW YEAR Walls decorated, Dragons and lanterns everywhere, Curiosity and excitement in the air. Different food to taste Games to play. Lion dance, ribbon dances, A way to welcome the New Year. The ribbon dance begins; Fast movements, Red flares across the stage Like fire crackers, Exploding and dancing. Now that the fun's over Down with the dragons, Down with the lanterns. Hopefully to bring them back Again another year. by Nadia Incardona Grade 6
LIP-SYNC - THE CONTEST! It was the morning of February 14. I, Lili, had just arrived at school dragging behind me an enormous bag which had in it my own and other people's costumes for the annual Valentine's Day lip-sync contest. I shoved the heavy bag into my locker and slammed it closed before I asked the rest of my group, Nicole, Nadia and Alanna, if they had brought their costumes. That's when Nicole gasped and went into a frenzy because she had forgotten her red shirt. We tried to calm her down by telling her, lying through our teeth, that they wouldn't notice if she wore her white gym shirt. We noticed the time and rushed into the classroom. Triple English that morning. What a put down! The thought made the day seem so much longer. We made it to recess and then checked out our whole costumes and props. Were the dishes broken? No. Did Nadia have her apron? Yes. Did Alanna have her black hat? No! At that point Nicole was ready to pass out. Oh, well we thought we'd just have to do without it as we noticed the time. Math. Then gym. Lunch time! What a relief; half the day was over. After lunch was French followed by geography. As geography dragged on, our lip-sync group kept looking at each other and at the clock. Geography was over at last. Then we had a whole class meeting to get through. No-one had anything to talk about so we went on to guidance. Finally, guidance was over. All the girls rushed to the washroom to change into their dance clothes. The washroom was packed, but who cared? Finally the lip-sync contest had arrived. We were to be the second group on stage. Nadia turned completely white as the first group finished. We walked on stage with our props and started to set up. We needed a table. There was no table! What next? \Y./e thought we'd lose for sure. We scrambled into our places and the music starred. So far, so good, but then the music stopped. They had turned it off! Why? Not enough time for our song we were told! We complained bitterly and later, much later, we were given a second chance. After, we slowly changed back into our dance clothes. Downstairs in the gym the winning groups were announced. The Grade five group came in third. The Grade seven group came in second. Oh, no! It was down to the two Grade six groups. We thought we were out. "And the winners are - Alanna, Nadia, Lili and Nicole!" payed off. We had won the annual contest! by Lili Ohanian and Nicole Kettlewell Grade 6
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SKI-DAY NOT! "All right!" I shouted as I heard the news. Our class is going skiing at Blue Mountain. I love to ski and almost every weekend I would go with my Dad to our condo on the beaches of Georgian Bay to ski. The day was here, the time was now! It was 5:30, time to move. I was ready by 6:30. I couldn't wait, it was so awesome. I would get a chance to burn off with Christian and Cam and maybe if he's fast enough and learned pretty well, Mac. I knew Blue Mountain like the palm of my hand. Also a chance to give Mr. McC. a taste of true speed. We were here. The teachers were huddled up in a circle and some kids were looking down in the dumps. I noticed, also, that there was no bus. I started to get the feeling we weren't going. "We're not going," said Mr. Ginis. "What? Oh, that's just great! If there is school today, Mr. Ginis, I'm going to barf!" "Optional school." "Yes!" Maybe this "Skiday Not" wouldn't be so bad after all. by Andrew Kilgour Grade 6
CANCELLED! At 6:00 a.m. my alarm went off. I was filled with excitement; at least half of me was. One half of me really wanted to ski and the other half really wanted to sleep. I was silent and still as I manually held my eyelids open. I could see clear visions of me, in a couple of hours, sailing down the slopes with the wind blowing in my face. I turned to see the time and at the same instant I pulled my blankets up over my shoulders. It was 6:10 a.m. My bed seemed softer than usual and warmer than ever. "It's time to get up!" my father called. "You don't want to be late". I sat up and smiled again, thinking of the wintry white slopes and the poles in the palm of my glove. Tardily, I swung my legs over the side of the bed. In that instant my overhead light flicked on and immediately my hands went to my eyes. I fumbled over and switched it back off. My body felt a chill so I grabbed my warm robe and held it tightly around me. After slowly getting ready in appropriate clothes for the trip, I had a hasty breakfast and went out the door. Then I jumped into the car and sped along to school for I was late, only to find out that skiday had been cancelled. by Alanna Wilson Grade 6
MANSFIELD SKI CENTRE In February, the grade five class went Cross Country skiing at Mansfield Ski Centre. It was a two hour bus ride there and the bus driver kept giving some kids cold stares through the rearview mirror. I was sitting at the back of the bus with Abbie Scheffold and Hilary Howes. When we got there, there was white snow everywhere and it was cold so our director led us into a log cabin where he told us about the place and all the trails we could go on. There was the red trail, green trail and the blue trail. The green trail was the easiest and not too long. The red trail was a little harder and longer and the blue trail was the same length as the red trail but really hard. I went on the green trail first and it was really fun. Then we had to come back to the cabin for lunch. We had chicken noodle soup and grilled cheese. After lunch I tried the red trail but it was too hard so I did the green trail. It was a fun day for me and I'm sure everyone else in grade five thought so too. By Katherine Ledgett Grade 5 CROSS-COUNTRY SKIING One friday in February, grade five went cross-country skiing at Mansfield Ski Centre. At the ski centre they also had snow-shoeing, and in the summer nature hikes. For lunch we had grilled cheese sandwiches and chicken noodle soup made by the people who work at the ski centre. When we got there we put on our skis and instructors taught us how to walk up hills. Mansfield Ski Centre is great for families. They provide skis and boots of all sizes, and if you have skis or if you are a cross-country skier you can go and ski. By Robbie Gordon Grade 5 NON SKI-DAY! I woke up in the morning with bags under my eyes, I had a dirty face and felt half my size. It was 6:25 and boy was I tired, I felt like I had just been at a job and had been fired.
Le ski Le ski alpin et le ski de fond Neiger, tomber, descendre C'est un sport formidable! l'hiver
I crawled out of bed and barely mangaged to dress, I smelt like a rat and my hair was a mess.
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I finally reached the end of the "Never-Ending" steps, With struggles, a few quick movements and a few long rests. After a short, tasty breakfast and some pretty strange events, I pulled myself together and asked my mom for some cents! We climbed in the car, all bushed and ramshackled; When we reached the school we found Ski-day had been cancelled! by Cameron Walsh Grade 6
L'hiver Blanc et froid Il neige, il vente, il fait beau Je fais du ski! La neige par Evan Minsky Grade 5
"YOU'RE A GOOD MAN CHARLIE BROWN" CAST
Linus Charlie Brown Patty Shroeder Lucy Snoopy Woodstock
Zachary Kerbel Jordan Goldblatt Laura Bramall Pankaj Bhatia Celine Kagan Michelle Cook Robbie Gordon
Chorus: Lorna Bauer, George Lembessis, Meghan Bauer, Jennifer McNeely, Tom Barrett, Ashley Morris, Sarah Brawley, Lili Ohanian, Kevin Gilmour, Pamela Royce, Cleo Haber, Carla Scheffold, Mark Haber, Jamie Smith, Emma Kassirer, Alanna Wilson, Emily Wesson, Andrew Wylie, Jessica Haber, Karin Bestig, Artistic Director: Pat ]erred (absent) Musical Director: Lois Lewis Production and Choreography: Anne Bolan
CHARLIE BROWN Charlie was there and so was his crew Pat, the director, just knew what to do. Everyone hustled and lines were down pat, All were waiting for Charlie at bat. Lois and the pit band were lively with notes Lucy was snappy, always sharing her quotes. The theatre was packed night one and two When the curtain went up, all were on cue. Linus and his blanket, Patti and her rope Snoopy and Woodstock just trying to cope. When the time came for the curtain to come down Everyone knew this was the best play in town! By Carla Scheffold Grade 8
THE GEORGE IGNATIEFF THEATRE FEBRUARY 20 & 21, 1991
BECOMING A STAR "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown," Was the best play in town. It was about a boy called Charlie Brown Who really was quite a clown. All his friends would laugh at him, And all he could do was sit and grin. All the parents came to see, And some of them even liked me. I had lots of lines to say, And remembered them without delay. Since then, I often lie on my mattress, Dreaming of becoming a great actress. by Laura Bramall Grade 6
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WINTER HOLIDAYS Winter is in the air, Smell it, see it everywhere. The drifts on riverbanks, Are gathering slowly as the snow falls. And here I sit, on the great armchair. Watching, slowly, the branches so bare. And as I turn around, I see my brother lying on rhe ground. And I think to myself, "I bet he 1s dreaming about Santa Claus!" That big old man who is never thin , Never has time to scratch his chin. And every year when we leave him a snack , We are sure that the next year he will come back. by Sarah Maddix Grade 6
L'hiver Blanc et brun J e patine, je fais du toboggan, je fais du ski Il fair froid! La neige par Sophie Owens Grade 5
L'hiver Blanc er brun Les rra!neaux, les motoneiges, les toboggans Moi, j'aime jouer dans la neige! Ma saison favorite par Karli Gump Grade 5
WINTER Snowflakes falling on the tip Of my tongue. Christmas carollers were here And they sung. They left out of breath, The may catch their death. The wind howling, My dog is growling, I sit by the fire With my friends I conspire. I open the door, No flakes falling anymore. I step out on the snow, The street lights aglow. Birds in a 'V' Flapping with glee. The church bells ring thrice, Steeples covered in ice. by Michelle Cook Grade 6
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L'hiver 11 neige et il vente Les patins, le traineau, la motoneige Je joue dehors! Les sports amusants par Kevin Gilmour Grade 5
WINTER TIME Snow is falling Coldly outside. The wind is blowing it Like an overgrown tide. Bundled up tight Close care for frost bite. I hear a slight Crunch when I walk, I see a slight fog When I talk. My boots have now Filled up with snow, So soon inside the house I go. The smell of apple pie Greets me, With a small cup of delicious tea. The fire gives me a glazing stare That tells me to put another log In there. The tree is up and The stockings are hung. The church bells twice Now have rung. I pick up a book To read for a while, With the snow outside and The blazing fire. By Alanna Wilson Grade 6
WINTER Winter's like a whole different place, The ground and sky are covered with lace. The bare oak tree is laden with snow, The little snowflakes so lightly flow. As the children play so happily, The bluejays fly so beautifully. by Jesse Gunderson Grade 6
It's hit high up into the sky, Every Monday morning and Tuesday morning too, Yes it is a fly. Out to the baseball diamond we came Do not worry, through and through. The killer softball team we'll be there in a hurry. And even if we don't find success, The player comes over in a flurry, we always know we tried our best. It's Ken Murray. But we needn't worry because He places himself under the ball, we can hit that ball in And he ... dropped it. a blaze of fury. By Jared Green Grade 8
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Mai Jouer et courir Le base-ball, le golf, le soccer C'est mes sports favoris! Le printemps
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BADMINTON Hit the birdie over the net, And then you make a bet, On who will win the game. If you lose, don't go insane. There's forehand, backhand, Smashes and serves. But, look out! He might hit a curve. You have to look out, Because it's a very quick game, And when you're done, Remember to play it again! by Christian Lev Grade 6
Le prinremps Pecher et jouer Le base-ball, le soccer, le tennis J'aime la natation! Les sports
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I like my Earth . It 's very nice. Ir has snow and rain and ice. Ir has many animals, including mice. Actually, I'm very keen, On keeping our Earrh green and clean. by Rebecca Surin Grade 3
EARTH DAY A celebration that comes once a year our debt to the earth we want to make clear. This year it was a rainy day leaving us all wearing our K-Ways. We planted some trees and played in the park before we knew it, it was almost dark. Even though we only celebrate one Earth day we should use the three R 1s in every way. By Angela Wagner Grade 8 I like the Earth. Sun gives it light. The Earth is such a beautiful sight. The Earth is neat, It's very sweet. I hear the birds say tweet, tweet, tweet. The Earth is nice, Even though there 1s mice. I want to protect it From all the dangers in life. By Justine Connelly Grade 3
There's a gentle breeze- where's my kite? The air is fresh, not a cloud in sight. I walk down the path with a joyful sway. I just love the month of May! by Adrian Bloy Grade 3
"OUR PLANET" The earth is one large ball That's here for us to share. We all have to preserve it, With lots of tender care. Chemical waste, car exhaust, Gargage in the lake. Can anyone ever correct man's Thoughtless mistakes? We must start now to do our part, To save our only home. To help make our planet a safe place, That's a non-pollution zone. by Allana Wilson Grade 6
LAST GUARDIAN "The Guardian of the Earth will Speak" said the sign on the front door of the auditorium. The audience inside the auditorium found seats. The Guardian spoke, "You know, you humans are really stupid. Just pure incompetence is all you humans have. I know a lot of life forms on many planers but none of them ever, ever could even contemplate the idea of how much wasre is produced by this planer. I save you humans whenever a major pollution or garbage crisis breaks our bur I'm sick of it and very tired. Next time you're on your own. By 1990 a little garbage here and there was manageable and even understandable because there was no alternative. But it's 4010 and you still haven't found a suitable solution except me all the time. Do you realize thar the entire continent of Africa couldn't hold all your garbage. This is a warning. I've got better things to do than save a planet that won't listen." A stir of shock came over the audience as the Guardian of the Earrh walked off the stage. The audience was the last group of people ever to live on earrh . The audience was a group of ten people. By Andrew Kilgour Grade 6
I LOVE UFE Nature and life are beautiful. I like life, ies so full. Of birds and marigolds and plants And creatures - cats and dogs and ants. Life is so beautiful, father and brother! Life is beautiful, sister and mother! Flowers bloom and tall trees loom. I love life!
By Leah Erbe Grade 3 Les fleurs et roses Il vente, il pleut, il fait frais Elles poussent enfin! Le printemps
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I walk into an open field I can just feel the sun shining down upon me. Looking at the green and yellow colours. To me it all seems like a dream. Everytime I see birds soaring through the air I want to jump up and join them Way up there!
Today is a very nice day. I ride to the park in May. I put down my bike, I start to play. I hear a blue jay say What a nice day it is today! By Mark Eng Grade 3
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I walk in a grassy meadow I stop to feel the breeze and rustle of the grass. The birds are singing their sweet rune. Sometimes I look up in the sky I pause to pick a daisy Birds are chattering to each other. With nature spread out like a carpet all around me. Sometimes I see them make their nest And that's where they will all rest. I feel like dancing there. The forest is green and filled with wildlife. By Ashley Markle I start to whistle a merry little rune. Grade 3 Along with the birds up above me. By J enna Manone Grade 3
I walked into a grassy meadow The colours in the sun so bright and wonderful. I could hear the birds singing above my head So I laid down and read and read.
This Earth has given me birth. Its gentle touch doesn't hurt that much. As the sun's rays are coming through the haze, The Earth still protects us. As peace drifts away, The Earth is still here to stay.
by Jacqueline Baker Grade 3
By Michael Ast Grade 3
THE FUTURE EARTH In the year 5198, the world was quite unliveable. From the surface all you could see were clouds of fog and pollution. The landscape was hills with coloured layers, the ground soft and wet. But this was not the world. This was not where beings dwelled. It was underground where the hermits lived; where the beings had retreated. The beings living there were not humans. They were hard to look at, for living under landfill sites required adaptations. The beings were small, to crawl through the cramped tunnels; they had hard worn bones on their heads so bumping .the ceiling would not injure them; huge feet so they wouldn't sink in the mud; eyes adjusted to the dim light, and tiny nostrils to avoid the horrid smell. These appalling creatures were what had become of the earthlings; destroyed by their own waste. If you want your descendants to live like this, continue to pollute the environment. The choice is yours. by Mackenzie Glaholt Grade 6 Le printemps Vert et jaune Les fleurs, les oiseaux, l'herbe J'aime les couleurs! U ne belle saison par Alexandra Parry Grade 5
FALLING FOREST The dizzying canopy above my head, Greens, browns, yellows and red. Last year's leaves scattered around All over the brown, fertile ground. Mosses here, fungis there, Bright leaves falling in my hair. Round and round the trees I walk, Only to look, never to talk. The colourful seasons here, then gone, The falling of trees, like the sound of a bong. New developments taking away, The beautiful forest ain't here to stay. by Sarah Dimick Grade 6
I step outside No clouds in the sky. There is a gentle breeze. Lots of trees. I'm surrounded by the colours of green and brown. I feel like flying my kite. By Andrew Schwartz Grade 3
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BAUER HnARY COHL ELI JOFFE MICHAEL KAHAN JONATHAN KAZANJIAN JACOB KERBEL MATTHEW LANTOS SABRINA MANNONE STEPHANIE MARTHINSEN RYAN MATTHEWS GRAHAM POTTER JESSICA RICHARDSON DAVID ROBERTS VICTORIA SA VILLE LAUREN SPRATT SUSAN THOREK BENJAMIN VIVIAN CHRISTOPHER ZIMNOCH HANS
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BATTISTA ROBERT DIETRICH LEAH GREENSPAN JARED KILGOUR ALEXANDRA MARIN JONATHAN MATHESON MICHAEL STOVEL TRISHA TIMKO LAURA
275 RUSSEL HILL ROAD TORONTO 30 BARWICK DRIVE DOWNSVIEW 17 WARREN ROAD TORONTO 122 GLEN ROAD TORONTO 59 ST. LEONARDS AVENUE TORONTO 119 YORK MnLS ROAD TORONTO 108 RYKERT CRESCENT TORONTO 48 RUSSELL HnL ROAD TORONTO
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COHEN HAYLEY DORFMAN AUBREY GUNDERSON RORY JARRETT KATELYN LEWIS KATIE ORLANDO VICTORIA RUPERT MARK STOTTER STEPHEN VALIANT SARAH YOUNG MICHAEL
97 BIDEWELL AVENUE DOWNSVIEW 589 GLENCIRN AVENUE TORONTO 97 WHITEHALL RAOD TORONTO 87 HUDSON DRIVE TORONTO 95 ST. GERMAIN AVENUE TORONTO 29 GORMLEY AVENUE TORONTO 1006 AVENUE ROAD TORONTO 176 COLIN AVENUE TORONTO 130 IMPERIAL STREET TORONTO 128 IMPERIAL STREET TORONTO
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AST MICHAEL BAKER JACQUELINE BLOY ADRIAN CATON JESSICA COHLJACOB CONNELLY JUSTINE DIETRICH JEREMY ENG MARK ERBE LEAH GALLIMORE AMANDA HAMILTON CAROLINE JAMES DAVID JIND JAI JOFFE CARLA LENARD KATHRYN LEV ANNA MANNONE JENNA MARKLE ASHLEY PAK KRISTEN PHILLIPS SEAN QUATTROSARA SCHWARTZ ANDREW SOONG JONATHAN SUTIN REBECCA THOREK DANIEL VLCEK STEPHAN WOOD DAVID ZIMNOCH NATASHA
51 JOICEY BLYD., TORONTO 6 MCKENZIE AVENUE TORONTO 4 ADDISON STREET RICHMOND HILL 3 DEEPWOOD CRESCENT DON MILLS 338 DOUGLAS DRIVE TORONTO 222 GLENCAIRN AVENUE TORONTO 30 BARWICK DRIVE DOWNSVIEW 160 HILLSDALE AVENUE EAST TORONTO 17 ST. ANDREWS GARDENS TORONTO 16 NOEL AVENUE TORONTO 60 GOLFDALE ROAD TORONTO 211 ST. GERMAIN AVENUE TORONTO 2439 BAYVIEW AVENUE WILLOWDALE 98 ARMOUR BLVD., NORTH YORK 249 RUSSELL HILL ROAD TORONTO 495 BALLIOL STREET TORONTO 6 BLANCHARD RD. TORONTO 364 GLENGROVE AVENUE WEST TORONTO 39 LA WNVIEW DRIVE WILLOWDALE 40 BRIAR HILL AVENUE TORONTO 23 TEDDINGTON PARK AVE., TORONTO 3 AVA CRESCENT TORONTO 74 APRICOT STREET THORNHILL 280 LYTTON BLYD. TORONTO 360 RUSSELL HILL ROAD TORONTO 143 STRATHALLAN BLVD. TORONTO 95 SANDRINGHAM DRIVE TORONTO 178 HAMMERSMITH AVENUE TORONTO
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STUDENT LIST FOR - SHELDRAKE 4
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BARSOUM MARK BROWNING SCOTT CAYLEY CLARE COOK ADAM DAVIDSON BEAUJON ELLIOTT KA TY GLAHOL T HAYLEY GOLDBLATT ERICA GRIFFITHS MARK HOLLAND NICOLAAS JENKINS CHRISTOPHER JENSEN PETER LOW KENNETH MCEACHERN SUZY MILLS NICOLE QUEK TIMOTHY SlYAN DANIEL SPERLING SIMON SPRATT ROBIN ST. AMAND CATHERINE STEINER ADAM THOREK DAVID TORZZO CRISTINA ZWELLING BRENDAN
38 EUNICE ROAD WILLOWDALE 43 MASON BLVD. TORONTO 143 ST. LEONARDS AVENUE TORONTO 6 DIDRICKSON DRIVE WILLOWDALE 72 THE BRIDLE PATH DON MILLS 39 MCGLASHAN ROAD TORONTO 197 DOUGLAS AVENU TORONTO 187 GLENCAIRN AVENUE TORONTO 235 ST. LEONARDS AVENUE TORONTO 94 GWENDOLEN CRESCENT NORTH YORK 1 MAROWYNE DRIVE WILLOWDALE 44 RIVERVIEW DRIVE TORONTO 100 UPPER MADISON AVE NORTH YORK 18 DONCLIFFE DRIVE TORONTO 140 COLDSTREAM A VENUE TORONTO 59 DALEWOOD AVENUE TORONTO 8 GROSVENOER COURT MARKHAM 74 HILLSDALE AVENUE WEST TORONTO 48 MANOR ROAD EAST TORONTO 100 OTTER CRESCENT TORONTO 101 COTTINGHAM AVENUE TORONTO 360 RUSSELL HILL ROAD TORONTO 72 SADDLETREE DRIVE TORONTO 101 GORDON ROAD WILLOWDALE
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STUDENT LIST FOR - SHELDRAKE 5
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ATKIN MATTHEW BARRETT THOMAS BAUER LORNA BRAWLEY SARAH BROWN TIMOTHY CAMOZZI CHIARA CHOPTIANY THOMAS COHEN NOAH DORFMAN RUTH GILMOUR KEVIN GORDON ROBBIE GUMP KARLI HABER MARK HENRY ERINNE HOLLAND JENNIFER HOWES HILARY JIND JESSE JOHNSTON TIMOTHY LANTOS ARIEL LEDGETT KATHERINE MCEACHERN JOHN MINSKY EVAN MORRIS ASHLEY NAFTOLIN CALLAIE OWENS SOPHIE PARRY ALEXANDRA PHILIP JORDAN RADFORD ANGELA SCHEFFOLD ABBIE SIDEY IAN SMITH JAMIE TAM MEAGAN WYLIE SEAN
(416) 485-7032 75 HILLHOLM ROAD TORONTO (416) 488-4291 176 STIBBARD AVENUE TORONTO (416) 961-0789 96 DOUGLAS DRIVE TORONTO (416) 322-3694 60 GLENCAIRN AVE. TORONTO (416) 423-7027 41 BESSBOROUGH DRIVE TORONTO (416) 489-3875 41 OLD YONGE STREET TORONTO (416) 482-6712 29 EASTBOURNE AVENUE TORONTO 97 BIDEWELL ROAD DOWNSVIEW (416) 633-8434 589 GLENCAIRN AVENUE TORONTO (416) 783-6049 (416) 429-3853 223 MOORE AVENUE TORONTO (416) 488-04 56 370 DAVISVILLE AVENUE TORONTO (416) 489-7259 112 STIBBARD AVENUE TORONTO (416) 485-7216 112 LYTTON BLVD., TORONTO (416) 489-8170 550 EGLINTON AVENUE EAST TORONTO 94 GWENDOLEN CRESCENT NORTH YORK (416) 2245854 (416) 783-4577 435 FAIRLAWN AVENUE TORONTO (416) 445-7044 2439 BAYVIEW AVENUE WILLOWDALE (416) 484-6892 121 DA WLISH AVENUE TORONTO (416) 652-3996 59 POLAR PLAINS RD. TORONTO (416) 481-7591 195 GLENCIRN AVENUE TORONTO (416) 485-4807 18 DONCLIFFE DRIVE TORONTO (416) 782-2877 76 STRA TI-IERN ROAD TORONTO (416) 481-7688 48 CASTLE FIELD AVENUE TORONTO (416) 485-5807 515 DAVISVILLE AVENUE TORONTO (416) 485-5608 115 GLENFOREST ROAD TORONTO (416) 964-0802 #21 0-70 HEATH ST. W., TORONTO 35 OSBORNE AVENUE TORONTO (416) 698-7002 (416) 484-6774 113 HIGHBOURNE ROAD TORONTO (416) 487-4987 71 UNSWORTH AVENUE TORONTO (416) 482-4470 185 GLENGROVE AVENUE W., TORONTO (416) 480-07 58 18 BROOKFIELD ROAD WILLOWDALE (416) 481-4068 128 ORCHARDVIEW BL YD. TORONTO (416) 481-4119 163 BROOKDALE AVENUE TORONTO
STUDENT LIST FOR - SHELDRAKE 6 Student Name
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BRAMALL LAURA CARELESS PHILIP COOK MICHELLE DIMICK SARAH GLAHOL T MACKENZIE GUNDERSON JESSE INCARDONA NADIA JACKMAN RICKY KETUEWELL NICOLE KILGOUR ANDREW LEV CHRISTIAN MADDIX SARAH MCNEELY JENNIFER OHANIAN LILI TEEMULL SHANNON WALSH CAMERON WILSON ALANNA
100 DONWOODS DRIVE TORONTO 160 BRIAR HILL AVENUE TORONTO 6 DIDRICKSON DRIVE WILLOWDALE 199 ST. GERMAIN AVENUE TORONTO 197 DOUGLAS AVENUE TORONTO 97 WHITEHALL ROAD TORONTO 17 WOOD GLEN ROAD SCARBOROUGH 215 BRIAR HILL AVENUE TORONTO 139 TEDDINGTON PARK TORONTO 122 GLEN ROAD TORONTO 495 BALLIOL STREET TORONTO 34 YORK VALLEY CRESCENT WILLOWDALE 42 DINNICK CRESCENT TORONTO 19 GREEN VALLEY ROAD WILLOWDALE 77 ROEHAMPTON AVENUE #803TORONTO 173 ROSEDALE HEIGHTS DRIVE TORONTO 484 AVENUE ROAD #307 TORONTO
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489-5383 482-6079 229-2392 483-8866 482-6333 923-3365 691-5823 488-9392 483-0539 925-1391 486-7763 483-3465 486-0739 488-2557 489-2060 486-1815 975-4896
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BESTIG KARIN BHATIA PANKAJ BLADES MATTHEW CAMOZZI ANNALIZA FALLIS BROOKS GOLDBLATT JORDAN HABER CLEO HABER JESSICA KAGAN CELINE KASSIRER EMMA KAYE JENNIFER KNASNABISH KRISTA MANDELL BENJAMIN MANNING RACHEL MCINTYRE GEOFFREY QUATTRO MARIA ROYCE PAMELA SILVER DAVID WYLIE ANDREW
59 SHERWOOD AVENUE TORONTO (416) 485-9845 (416) 259-7030 49 NODIN AVENUE ETOBICOKE 15 APSLEY ROAD TORONTO (416) 482-8127 (416) 489-3875 41 OLD YONGE STREET TORONTO 27 PLAYTER BLVD., TORONTO (416) 463-1618 187 GLENCAIRN AVENUE TORONTO (416) 484-0078 112 LYTTON BLVD. TORONTO (416) 485-7216 (416) 485-7216 112 LYTTON BLVD. TORONTO 111 WARREN ROAD TORONTO (416) 962-7771 (416) 638-8876 145 BOMBAY AVENUE DOWNSVIEW (416) 482-0733 127 CHELTENHAM AVENUE TORONTO 936 EGLINTON AVENUE EAST TORONTO (416) 421-7123 11 OLD PARK ROAD TORONTO (416) 783-1078 4383 BATHURST ST. #SO NORTH YORK (416) 636-6573 25 PLAYTER BLVD., TORONTO (416) 469-3034 23 TEDDINGTON PARK AVENUE TORONT0(416) 487-4221 (416) 486-7126 72 DUNVEGAN ROAD TORONTO (416) 783-9513 17 GLENARDEN ROAD TORONTO (416) 481-4119 163 BROOKDALE AVENUE TORONTO
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STUDENT LIST FOR - SHELDRAKE 8 Student Name
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AIM CHRISTOPHER BAUER MEGHAN BESTIG MARKUS DAVIDSON ASHLEY FALLIS JED GREEN JARED KERBEL ZACHARY LEMBESSIS GEORGE MURRAY KENNETH SCHEFFOLD CARLA TRAINOR RYAN WAGNER ANGELA WESSON EMILY
SO CRANBROOKE AVENUE TORONTO 96 DOUGLAS DRIVE TORONTO 59 SHERWOOD AVENUE TORONTO 72 THE BRIDLE PATH DON MILLS 27 PLAYTER BLVD. TORONTO 8 GLENCEDAR ROAD TORONTO 19 ELDERWOOD DRIVE TORONTO 10 NORTON AVENUE W. TORONTO 75 FOREST HILL ROAD TORONTO 71 UNSWORTH AVENUE TORONTO 94 PINE CRESCENT TORONTO 24 OONWOODS DRIVE TORONTO 307 KEEWATIN AVENUE TORONTO
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481-0657 961-0789 485-9845 443-9072 463-1618 789-5888 482-9418 653-5836 482-1381 487-4987 698-7292 483-5498 482-0884
Education makes a people easy to lead, but difficult to drive; easy to govern, but impossible to enslave. (Henry Peter Brougham)