From the Kiwi’s Nest

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XVII, Issue 205, 13 August 1927, Page 11

From the Kiwi’s Nest

THE CALL OF THE DAWN.

Whn little scraps of dawning call, we lie awake and hear. A twitter on the window ledge—a flutter sofetly clear! And then a bit ot breaking sun comes up the blind a-crceping And peeps into our dazzling eyes to see if we are sleeping! When little scents of dawning come, They bring a rustling breeze * With angled breath of moor and peat and throbbing foamy seas’ A hint of hyacinths drifts in from pots we’e set aside; We pull the blind up with, a rush—and throw the window wide.

LETTER FROM CHIEF KIWI. TAEAR KIWIS... When little scraps of dawning call and we realise that the air is spring-like and not nippy as we have had it all winter. Bow much easier it is to tumble out our cosy beds. “To pull the blind up with a rush and throw the window wide,’ 1 is only a happy preliminary to hastily dressing and dancing out to the garden to say good morning to the little shy primroses and violets, which are such welcome early guests this year, and while the welcome is still in our hearts we must extend it to several new Kiwi members. They are Ruth Symons, Jack, Ada and Fred Harrison, and Helen Shield. Unfortunately the latter omitted ner age, but as it is a “first offence,” Helen, I will keep your entries, so that if you supply me with the elusive age they may yet be printed. Why not include our birthday date also. Ron and Alex McDonald, also admitted their ages, and an entry enclosed with Ron’s 1 just had to guess was from Alex, for there was no wane attached. Kiwis are juniors, Alex, until they reach the age of eleven when they are promoted to the senior section.— Joan Carlton—You have made a very promising beginning in your description of the picturised “Bean Geste ” and a certificate will be forthcoming on your next effort. Be quite sure to continue the story in your own words. Your writing is splendid, Joan. —Hilda Young—lt will be nice to hear from you sometimes, Hilda after you have outgrown the Kiwi page. In my next week’s letter, watch out for news of silver paper. V.’e arc all going to be ever so busy. Love to you, dears, from —CHIEF Kim.

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