1972 School Magazine

Did you ever see a dead shark? Fly-infested, sandpaper-sided, jagged-jawed, stark.

Chistine Dalwes,5A

A morning mist cold and damp. Ensulfing threads from a witch's slroud.

Jane lrving,5A

A weeping willow bent and old. Sinner grieving for his longJost soul.

Jane Ining, 5A

Small child lost in wildemess of one-track crowd. A flower beneath a steqmroller. Sue Taylor,5A

l'lendy

I.JNITY

The broken river stretched for miles in a string of pot-holes like a dotted line; each separate, independent, detached ; each stagnant, doomed to dry up to nothir Together they could have supported a fore Alone they could not support the leafless, lifeless trees that clutched at the banks. The wind blew dark clouds in from the eat yet in their darkness was light. Facing the in a united band they sent rain - hfe gring There was a wonderful rush of life os the chain of water holes were joined int stream. The stream was flowing! It was vital and a, The water holes united, the largest no grea the smallest sought one great purpose, one common ait The river flowed into a hrger river and int' sea. So far had the tiny puddles come, togethe,

HAIKU

Cat Cheeky, mischievous, ready to iump very proud and brave grasshopper.

Bronwyn Meredith, VIA

Lynette