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Back to School

)' Dear Leaguers,— H-r-rip! went I he' first sheet of my calendar as I pulled January off. and February zeas here—the back-to-school month. From fur aWuv places by car and bout and train and plane I have seen you hurrying, for most of you started lessons again on the very first day of February, Il’erc you curly to school?. Freddy lives down our street, and all through the long summer holidays he swam and fished and biked and hiked, and even went a-camping. Of course, he was as brown as a berry, for he wqs outdoors in sunshine and shower, but one day, a week before school began, the ruin was so heavy he hud to go indoors* Freddy went to the bookcase for something to read. On the shelf above the storybooks were all his sister's used schoolhooks—the very ones he would use this year. She had labelled them with Freddy's mime ready for him. I low Well-kept they were—they looked almost new. Freddy pricked up his ears. iFds he thinking it. or did he hear Words?

"Now is the very time, This rainy afternoon, ■ To put us in your satchel, For school is starting soon.”

He looked at the books in amazement. It zvas very true, he thought, but just then he saw the story-book he wanted. and soon forgot all about the school-books. els the days of January became fezver and fewer, Freddy often glimpsed the books, and he sazv his pencil-case and ruler somezvhere, too. 1 really must get my school things together, he thought, but there is no hurry. . So it happened, ■when the first day of school came, Freddy •was not ready, lie rushed round the house looking for his ruler, and zvlicn he found his pencil-case his pen zvas not in it. lie piled the books into his satchel higgeldy-piggcldy. and zvlicn he zvas finally ready he had only a fezv minutes before the first bell zvould ring. Fie passed me as he run along the street, and his satchel, flapping on his back, seemed to pat out a little verse'.

“ Freddy-Put-It-Off-Till-Some-Other-Date Soon zvill be, unless he mends, F red dy- A Izvays-Late!”

But he was not quite. He told me that he reached school just in time, and I told him he must try to be like all other Leaguers, who, I am sure, .

arc Always-Oii-Tmic. Cheerio.

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Dominion, Volume 32, Issue 112, 4 February 1939, Page 7 (Supplement)

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Back to School Dominion, Volume 32, Issue 112, 4 February 1939, Page 7 (Supplement)

Back to School Dominion, Volume 32, Issue 112, 4 February 1939, Page 7 (Supplement)

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