HomeMy WebLinkAboutWingham Advance-Times, 1980-12-10, Page 5Bi 'ter ";eager face Was
pressed,
And his tiny body cast a
Against r"•the ,ground, snow
white a died..
A hand'upon hisshoulder,
"Whirs time to go,"
and Billyrs face -Was lighted,
Like a shiny star aglow.
When Billy went to, bed that
night,
His
gpmother said, "Sweet
frenula"• .
And he, lay asleep with a
smileen.his face,
While the moon shone
radiant beams.
In his dreams that night,
The toy shop appeared once
more,
Wonderful things were
happening,
Everything came alive be-
hind the toy shop door.
The tay soldier played his
drums,
The train whizzed round and
round.
All the instruments began to
play,
And they made a glorious
sound.
flop Window,
Dolly and Teddy danced
hand in hand,
And sleighbells rang with
glee.
Oh, what a marvelous sight
this was!
Everyone was as happy as
could be.
And in the midst of all the
laughter,
There sat a crying clown,
His head was bent, his hands,
were folded,
His eyes were staring down.
Billy stooped and held him
tight,
And on his shoulder the little
tears fell.
He said, "Don't worry —
you'll be all right."
They both smiled and all was
well.
The sunshore by thru
thewindow patieSt
And Silly woke witha yawn..
Then he remembered what
day it was,
And he looked out over the
lawn;
The ground was covered in a
blanket of white
The sky was clear and blue..4
Then Billy began . to smile
and laugh, '
As jaybirds whooped and
flew.
Billy crept quietly down the
stairs,
and someone was waiting
there.
It was his mom anal dad
smiling,
Oh,, but they were a mar-
velous pair!
Billy looked into his
stocking,
And pulled out candies and
toys.
Then he began opening
presents,
All sorts of wonderful things
for boys.
Then something caught his
eye,
And Billy paused and
glanced,
At a tiny clown grinning at
him,
And he remembered in his
dream how the clown had
danced.
H ='went to the wonderful toy,
d gently squeezed him in
his arms,
And held the clown close to
him,
The clown with chuckles and
charms..
And now when Billy remem-
bers that day,
The Christmas when the
clown was first his,
He smiles and grins - at the
clown,
And they both share a secret,
a wonderful bliss.
So when you're sleeping on
Christmas Eve,
.A d:f theshe
ira� Wim,
Ah" surprised 11 siome-
tiinein the night,
You dream a magical dream
a Christmas dream,
Bar Jeannette Psell crier
antliPlizaheth Brydges
with help frm
Nancy, Moore and
Carotituchmeier
uncil bri!fs
Cold winter , winds and
snow have. dampened most
people's spirits these days.
At F. E. Madill,. however, the
halls ore filled with the
cheeriness that December
and Christmas brings.
Exams are. now, completed
and the dismal marls,•,bave
almost been fergott.en. There
is only a little o er; a week
left until the Christmas holi-
day 'Which is. a long two
weeks this year. The stu-
dents, and teachers also, are
naturally happy.
December is a somewhat
busy month for -the student
council, because we are
planning many exciting
events for this month. Our
first event for the month was
hat, tieand glasses day,
which was held on December
9. We would like to thank
everyone for their support on
our third dressup day of the
year.
Our third dance of the year
will be held on Friday,
December 12. Dancing will
be from 8 to 11 with music
provided by Turntable
(D.J.). This will be the an-
nual Christmas dance with
mistletoe for everyone.•
..On Friday, December 19,
our annual Christmas
assembly will be held. Word
has it that Santa will be there
once again to deliver his
presents to the teachers.
This will be the final day of
classes for 1980. Classes will
resume on Monday, January
5,1901.,
4!i
A very Merry Christmas i$
extended to the staff and stu-
dents from the student coun-
cil.
Larry O'Malley
Student Council President
P ,
Tomorrow
• one mystery. How ;any
.hours, have slippedby
noting tar .you have•X-gazed
blissfully into that .hazymy
known? And how -Medi' <.
tra
timoresdihanary s your svunies set, -of an ex -
blurred :by the vision of a
sunrise thaatyou ,cannot:see?;
Don't you tblikk:ilt;s UAW that
we stepped`aii+.discovere
:strange phenomenon ca le
today?
Yes. Undoubtedly, ;yeas I
suggest that there is'none.
among us who can plead
innocent, to the sun of -:.
coming a prisoner to..
thoughts of the future. tics'
This st
the r
s
ity
Te cannot deny the
tvlch off the future
►y off considera-
,tfamily. Modern
medicine. A
le we stop to
is of the great
fruits of today
v.
} over -ripe and
into the "forever
f.!
gasp" depths of
as1
ti
t's time that we
tomorrow to re-
nd face the
oday. And inci-
e, a look at the
it's out off this
ben Underwood
To a Coach antra Gaulle
We lost. We didn't go up
hard enough with 'the ball
and we lost Weplayedbhard,
we deserved'#o win; bat we
lost. And with theloss comes
the end of the high school
basketball career for five
girls.
For five years, we've
sweated out practices, run
three -second runs, jumped
high and worked hard. We've.
never claimed a league
championship or. 'even a
berth in the finals, but we've
given everything we had.
"Why?" one might ask, and
although the answers may be
slightly different for each,
all would have the same
basic ideas.
We did it for the love of the
game,, maybe in - varying
states of addiction, but for
the love of basketball.
There's something about the
sound of a basketball
bouncing on a court or that
magical 'swish' of the ball as
it drops through the hoop
that sets an addict's heart
Jumping. There is an unmis-
l�
holds�°1%l"
,of the gym that
yer there and
d
iellbpun hi its
n'•told a basket- "
'Bands, to drib -
to steal"tliat ball „
e else, that is to .n
;grip,
li
bib, t000
be ho
from sofn
..
But someti
game ,. i
enou
bruise" and: the bumps and
the 'Icsger,. marks. That's
whet ; 'CO on our loyalty,
to out! ,' and our school.
The e
mof 1- high high that C
can .get fr•; just putting on
•my unifo pis unimaginable
— the`, Pf e, the love, the
"one-ness"n'p,,id the awesome
respo bbl y. We play for
each odic' `and our school
and the .ourselves, and in
doing ` so, learn what true
self-lessness is all about.
And lastly, we play for our
coach: '•the,lady who disci-
plines.andbefriends us; the
artist whokhelps with the art
of the gnei the sportsman
who teache is sportsman-
ship throw example; the
basketball layer who ,de -
es, loving the
enough; isn't
commend fo'r-the
picas the o ...}y a1d fait
we'd eve `Want to a !
courtwise, fast, hard-
working and tea. ed.
For our coach is a l.of t e
to us and has given' us much
more than. jl t some B
years of basketb . there'
was one reason' etre shoul+
have wonl,,itwasfor, her, -„
But we lost. The 'fi±ve of •.us
will never again feell the
goose bumps run up and
down our spines as we don
our purple and white basket:
ball uniforms, We will never
again do a shuffle drill or T-
ing' for a Mustang basket-
ball team. We will never
again have the privilege for
working for Mrs. Lisle.
Yet although the score
indicated otherwise, we are
winners. We've given cur
hearts to the game and we've
grown. We've, worked hard
and learned endurance and a
"never give -up" : att'tude.
We've done our best, `and our
best is enough. So to the best
coach a team could hope to
have and to as.game that we.
love, we�r•say a heart -felt,
"Thank -Yon"
Kathy Underwood
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Editorial
hat
The 1981 season is to be
cancelled --by the Stratford
Festival. So run. headlines
concerning the struggle over
;Who is. to fill Robin, Phillips'
shoes .as $aiistie director of
the Stratford Festivaltl.
,,; Gra= tedd -tale continuing
saga -of the Stratford,;;pesit ,„.
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BOOK
ONE$TEP AT °
r>,'.1L no qga
add! ben a model. How
happen to her. She
could'notate! She vvas deters ,
.mined, to; live and to live it
normal life. She, Lenor Mad-
, ,alga, discovered on her 32nd
birthday, a large; hardl"ump
on her left thigh. The dor-
tors; not being too concerned
about the seriousness of the
odd lump, were', shrieked •
when they discovered the
lump was a malignant
tumor. She had• cancer of the ,.
cartilage positioned on her
left pelvic bone.
The doctors left no choice
for Lenor. If she wanted to
live she had to have her left
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leg, as Well as part of her.
pelvic . , bone, ti amputated.+
Lenor agreed .because; she
F•wanted to live so badly, She
yearned to
be ablate—watch
her two small girls grow'into'
women with f milies of their
own.�,
After " the Operation,
true strength and deter-.
mination is revealed 'as she
seeks to find: someone to
make: her one dream 'come
true; She desired someone: to;
make a leg so perfect that it
would look, and. work as if°
human. Through•her search,
we experience her joys and
rejections, her, success and
failures. '
This hook is an excellent
piece of writing, that never
contains a;dull.moment This
is,li. bock .that is of ire to:give
inspiration to all who read it.
It makes you feel how lucky
you are that you .have all
your limbs and have not had
to experience the fear and
changes Lenor did.
Read it and be convinced
that no hope or dream is too
far to touch, and to hold to be
yours.
A book with
a mini -skirt
We knew she was a freak
the first time we saw her.
After all, what normal per-
son wears a mini -skirt to
school in 1980; what normal
person chooses the Czecho-
slovakian national anthem
as their favourite song; and
what normal person would
ever mistake the men's room
for the ladies'? She was odd;
it was clear.
Yes, it was clear, as clear
as the imprint on my brain of
something I once heard
about "Don't judge a book by
its cover." And I stuck to
that phrase fervently. I
applied it in choosing novels,
short stories, magazines;
and sometimes even movies.
But, I suppose we are all
experts at applying that
phrase and the skill of doing
so is not mine alone. Though
who can deny the fact that
often we must be deftly skill-
ful if we are to truly over-
come the barriers of some
back covers. Such variations
on the normal 'as cloth
binding, tattered corners,
"graffiti -rich" spines, and
odd cover illustrations of
bobby pins, fence posts, and
even girls in mini -skirts, are
very inhibiting. But we, the
experts, have our phrase,
"Don't judge a book by its
cover", and so we will pre-
vail and continue to accept
even the oddest -covered
books as normal.
We, the experts, book -
covers - normal -
skirts... I wonder if she likes
hamburgers too?
Aileen Underwood
PURPLE CHASERS
A high school boy took out
of the library a book whose
cover read "How to Hug",
only to discover it was
volume seven of the encyclo-
pedia.
Cafeteria worker: How did
you find your ham?
Student: Just by accident.
i moved the mashed potatoes
and there it was.
A
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vat, bice a t ►pi
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chiingi;nggoin i **if'
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hard=' o `keep traie of every
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,.tthe issues Leann Stratford
there 18 one tli t stbeen be-
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prominent bort ,at Strati
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and itis Canad•ianism
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t+e?l, a Canadian is.:.be !lent;
is also . , and well, t}ieireas a : nalf
bit of .. ,As ou s -
y:' oa
dianism' is clot an easily,d
Tined word, It's like
for a Needle in t ieproverb )
ha tack. Yet,: in a � "
effort to push Ca ,
ye ;has beet `a huge p sierr
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Canadians,,,
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bringing i8 toes
tor, J .
freta+
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<'ship in ine enc d' Cana .
than bands,, -It w`oidd seem thox, o
that we need someone =fr� ,
roti ide' tai tell us Novy til
obr own busness, t is'rather ` or m
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successfully, ' if only on a • -it is the surge of 'power a
Smaller scale. Newfoundlander has when
On TV we are legslated'to ,be, battles the sea; it is the
watch Canadian . shows, paintingsof the vibrant lucre=
shows that, unfortunately, - vative Group di `Seven It is
tend to be pale imitations of : the •3.8' minion square miles
US sitcoms. So often one • of land, Canadian, land.
Whatever it is, it is alive and.
well,` but only with a °de-
tached eye in coming out.
successfully.
It is not a disease or some-
thing that one must hunt for.
It is just there.
Bernice Punchier
hears "Well I sissy that'it
was, Canadian, so 'I turned
the channel."I' . heard this
often when talking about
'Paper Wheat', a Canadian
CHRISTMAS EVE
LEGEND
The woods were still and the
snow was deep,
But there was na creature
who could sleep.
The fox and the vixen ran to-
gether
Silently through the starry
weather.
The buck and the doe and the
fawn came drifting
Into the clearing. Thd rabbit,
lifting
His ears, shook white from
the twigs he brushed:
The chattering squirrel for
once was hushed
As he sat with his paws
against his breast,
And the bobcat crouched on
the mountain crest:
Safe in the fold the silver
sheep
Told the young lambs not to
leap.
In the shadow stable the
horses stood
Hearing the quietness in the
wood,
And the cattle sighed in the
fragrant barn,
Waiting the instant of the
morn.
The stars stood at midnight,
and tame or wild,
All creatures knelt to wor-
ship the Child.
Anonymous
The man who
whispers in
o well
aboutthe things
he hos to sell
as he
who'
climbs
a
tree and
hollers
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