A DAY I WILL REMEMBER.

Auckland Star, Volume LXI, Issue 196, 20 August 1930, Page 20

A DAY I WILL REMEMBER.

(Joy Branscombe, 101, Alberton Avenue, Mount Albert; age 17 years.) There arc so many red-letter days in these young lives of ours that it is hard to say which is the "reddest." I think there is one day which we all will remember for many a year, and one which grows more memorable as we get older —the day we left school! On a certain morning, a year or two ago, the school from floor to floor was a-bustle with girls in the regulation white dresses. Till 110011 we were to have a concert, various pupils supplying the programme. I was one of the privileged, and yet it seemed quite an ordeal to stand up and sing before an audience of schoolmates, but, when one enjoys singing, one can enter into the spirit of the song and forget all else. After lunch our class assembled and presented our form teacher with our Christmas gift for her. As the class monitor I made the presentation—and it was then that I realised that this day was my last at school. The parents and friends of the pupils came streaming in. to the prizegiving in the afternoon. How happy and proud of my school was I! But the climax was reached when my name was called and I went up to receive a beautifully-bound volume of poems. The pea.; of a red-letter day I.