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2nd- Grade 12 & 13
THE UNCONQUERABLE
One calm day during early winter, three strangers wandered into a tiny
hamlet. It had been a long time since anyone had come for a purpose such as theirs - such a long time that the people had forgotten or perhaps they dared not remember. The newcomers, well equipped for their task , left, after a day's repose, on their dangerous journey.
The mountain trails were steep and icy. Mter several days of treacherous climbing, they assumed the position of their first camp. Several days passed before they continued on; they left behind their heaviest equipment in the shelter of the tiny encampment.
The weather remained in their favour during the next few days. Bitter cold did not detain them from their perilous journey towards their calculated destination. Several days later, however, raging winds and falling snow forced them to halt and set up their second camp. Gradually, the wind slack- ened; the snow ceased to fall. Outside was a world of beauty and splendour.
It was agreed that the youngest member of their crew remain in the second camp while the remaining two continued forth. Hours lapsed into a day; days lapsed into a week. Finally, on the eighth day he left the camp; he found his friends but no cheery words of greeting echoed in the ravines. There they lay, suspended by their adjoining rope on a treacherous slope. They had prob- ably been frozen for days.
The memory of the scene lay etched in his mind, tormenting his mind, body, and soul. Would that they had heeded the warnings of the townsfolk! It was now too late - too late to do anything but to return.
He heard their mumurs and their whispers as he passed them along the street. He turned back for one last look. '!_'here it stood-the unvanquished. The setting sun cast purple shadows on the glacial peak; the mountain stood like a king with a crown of blazing glory.
A mountain lay unconquered in the vast range which sheltered the thriving
hamlet. towards
The lofty, glacial peak towered high above the others as it extended the azure sky!
THE OLD SCHOOL-HOUSE It's standing there so wise and tall;
It's seen a lot and know most all,
Its .once proud gates are hanging now, Limply, rusted, remembering how
These once-filled rooms, so happy and gay Never dreamed perhaps one day
It would be .like this, alone -
For the rats and mice a familiar home.
There once were flowers and young trees blooming; Now huge trees are dark and looming.
The broken-down swing, stirs with the breeze,
But the laughter and shouting of children has ceased. The well-trodden path to the pump over there,
Almost covered with grass, no one to care•••
The school settles down and heaves a great sigh, Takes one long last look, and closes her eye.
DENISE O'NEIL lOC
FORGOTTEN TEDDY BEAR
He sits among the broken toys,
His fuzzy head bent low.
From button eyes, two tear-drops fall, And splash upon his nose.
He dreams of happy days gone by, His master's pride and joy.
Now sits among forgotten toys And tries hard not to cry.
Then, suddenly, one sunlit day, Two kind hands pick him up,
And place him gently in tiny arms Again to be cuddled up.
No more he sits among the toys With fuzzy head bent low;
A smile replaces tears· that fell, And happiness, his woe.
PATRICIA TYMCHUK 13
PAT McKEE 1OE