JUNIOR ESSAYS

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXVI, Issue 79, 14 March 1936, Page 15

JUNIOR ESSAYS

Last Friday I went to Napier with the school children in a train. When 1 arrived there I got into my togs and had a paddle in the paddling pool. Later they gave us a bun, a pear and an apple. In the afternoon I swam in the baths and it was lovely. Love. Blue certificate to Sailor Girl, age 7 years, Hastings. (A lovely outing, Sailor Girl.—C.K.)

I live in many backyards and I have about six meals a day sometimes. Angry cooks and maids give me these feeds to get rid of me because I annoy them. While trotting along the road I saw a lady's front gate open so 1 walked right up the steps, where I met a maid but I just walked between her legs and into the pantry where there was a lean chop wanting to be eaten. 1 grabbed it and ran out of the door wit u the cook behind me. I enjoyed that chop very much and was content for the rest of the day. —Rej certificate to Pussykin, age 10 years, Hastings. (He is not a very high charactered four footed friend, Pussykin.—C.K.)

We have a little foal. It has a. strip of white down its face and its body is brown. It has been at Drumpeel ever since it was born. When it is raining the foal goes in a special corner with its mother. My two brothers brought it home from Drumpeel last Sunday. With love.

—Red certificate to Little Elf, age 10 years, Otane. (What a wonderful pet the new foal will be Little Elf. Is it to bo named after your pen-name?—C.K.)

One night I went out to play. The boys were playing cricket and they asked me if I would join them, so I did Our side was winning and we were trying to get fours and sixes. When we were tired of cricket we played tips. If you tip and hit the ball you run. I hit a lot of children out. We only had one bat at first then another one was brought out.

—Red certificate to Saucy Sall, age 10 years, Otane.

(Thank you, Saucy Sall, for tho kisses and the sketch of that well conditioned eat. Such a long tail as ho possessed is sure to bring me no end of good luck.—C.K.)

As summer departs autumn arrives heralded by the wind and the raiu. Autumn in all its golden glamour, its rich colours and light breezes. The trees are left bare and watch the leaves (that were once on the branches) skipping along the ground. Underneath the trees there is a moving carpet of rich colours—red, yellow, orange, and brown. Autumn is tho season of harvest. The crops of oats, maize, and wheat are all harvested by the farmers. The autumn flowers are the most beautiful of the year. Chrysanthemums, geraniums, crocuses, begonia and dahlias are some of the most pretty and important ones. A number pf birds, including the godwits and cuckoos go away to warmer parts of the earth. Although the tui does not migrate, it hides itself right away. When summer comes the birds return once more to make the forest merry with their song. —Blue Certificate to “Rosebud,” age 11 years, Hastings. (Most of us love the autumn season, but this year, summer having been eo uncertain, we are not yet ready for autumn advent.—C.K.)

Last Friday I went to our dayschool picnic with a friend. We went by train and left Hastings at 9.15 a.m. It was ten o’clock when we reached the Parade. This looks very effective now with the Sound Shell and little coloured lights on the trees which are lit up at night. There are also lovely gardens and lawns, which are very pleasing. As we walked along the beach we noticed big sunshades stuck into the sand with cards marked 3d per hour. Then we went and looked at the town. Clive Square is very pretty with flowering shrubs and flowers. Here we sat down for a while and rested. It was interesting watching the people passing to and fro. —Red Certificate to “Top Knot,” age 12 years, Hastings.

(Yes, Napier is very attractive now, “Top Knot,” and one spends happy days there.—C.K.)

This week I am going to write about a day at Knight’s creek.’Last Monday a friend and I went to Knight’s creek. The water was warm and the depth over my head in several places. Some boys had carried a kind of bridge up there a few days before. So we got it and ono of us got at one end and pulled while the other had a ride on the other end. We took turns having a ride on it. Once or twice we duckedt each other. My friend can dive aud did it quite a bit, but I was afraid to. —Red certificate to Cobweb, age 11 years, Otane.

(You will soon learn to dive, Cobweb, and then you will have even greater fun with your friend.—C.K.)