JUNIOR ESSAYS

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXVI, Issue 149, 9 June 1936, Page 11

JUNIOR ESSAYS

One morning lust week whoff I awoke I find looked out of the window I could not see very far. It wns no fogiry and [

came clear. All along the fences, and it was nearly lunch time before it beon the trees and houses were pretty cobwebs which seemed to have all the colours of the rainbow in them. Tire spiders must have been very busy in the night to make such lovely webs and with the heavy dew on them they were beautiful. A , —Pink Certificate to “Evergreen,” age 7 years, Hastings, Gue sunny Saturday afternoon last summer some of my friends took me to Morere for a picnic with them. We spent the afternoon wandering through the lovely ferny bush tracks. The airfelt very damp and the trees were glistening with moisture. We afterwards all went tor u swim In the new oath which is three feet deep one end and six feet at the other end where the diving board is. The water is lukewarm, so we had a very happy tune together until the sun went down, then we journeyed home after spending a most enjoyable afternoon. —Pink Certificate to “Lilac,” age 10 years, Nuhuka. During the holidays, a friend of mine came to stay at our place for a week. Fur a long tune she hud been longing for a bicycle, so you cun imagine now delighted she wus when her mother bought her a dear little one. 1 was almost as delighted as she was, for 1 had always wished for a friend with a bicycle, as I have one myself. Before she had had it for half an hour, We were both cycling towards the school which I attend. That was the first of many interesting rides, which my friend and 1 enjoyed very imj;, On one occasion we cycled with another friend to Cornwall Park where we spent a delightful afternoon. What attracted mo the most were the antics of the monkeys. Another time we took our morning tea with us to a lovely spot beside a little stream. This was the ride I enjoyed the most. Best love. • —Pink Certificate to “The Rose of Tralee,” age 10 years, Hastings. I am going to write about clearing maize. On Saturday-1 said I would go down to my father. I was through tint fence and hulf-way across the maize paddock when Spot saw me. He barked at mo and I tan ovur to him. He dug a hole by a post and he took big .pieces out of the post. 1 had a ride in the dray which the maize had been in. This is lhe first time I have written with a pen and ink. Love to the Kiwis. —Pink Certificate to ‘ 1 Daffodil, ’ ’ age 7 years, Mungateretere. 1 have had two or three visits to Alickey and Minnie Mouse lately, anu they have all been very nice, but the most exciting time Was when I was invited to Pinto's birthday party. When Mickey came nt- the appointed time I was waiting for him. The twins were there when wo went in and they said, “See our new trousers, Mickey.” For they each- had a pair of real trousers, with buttons like Mickey’s, and not a frenjk. When tea-time camo Aliuuio camo iu bearing aloft on a meat dish a huge roast pig. Everybody stared. Then Alickey burst into a roar of laughter, Pluto blew’ the three caudles out. and cut lhe first slice of lhe cake. After tea I retraced my steps homeward. Lot e. —Pink Certificate to “Curly,” age 9 years, Mangateretere. Gm- day as I was riding along Karamu Road I could see what a lovely sight the creek made. On either side there is a line of poplar trees with a lew leaves of golden brown, further back 'uro weeping willows, among other swamp trees. Slowly winding its way among the trees is a ■ Jong bending creek. When you look at the trees you can plainly see winter is horn for the heaufltul leaves spring gave to fhem are now slier] to make a golden blanket over the ground. —Pink Certilieate. to "Tiger Slunk”, , age fl years, Hustings,

This time I am going to tell you about Autumn. In Autumn the variegated leaves arc magnificently tinted with, shades of red, yellow and orange. Picturesque golden leaves float gratefully hither and thither. Near the end of Autumn tho paths are profusely littered with leaves. Jt is like a golden carpet. At tho end of Autumn all the deciduous trees lose * their leaves. The fruit trees are among the last to Jose theirs. The stately maize is now being stripped of its cobs to be put into cribs for further drying. The dairyfarmers are doing agricultural work and ploughing ready for Winter. With love to all the Kiwis. —Blue Certificate to “Wriggler”, ago 10 years, Hastings, One very frosty morning ee decided to go for a walk and get warm. Mum said what about going out to Blacks’ for the day. My sister rang up and Mrs Black said it would be lovely if we went. She also said that Alarge and Roderick would come and meet us on their bykes. We were going along when wo saw a boy on the road reading some magazines »o we stopped mid had a look at. some. About a mile ferther on we saw some of our friends. 1 stopped.to put on my goloshes. Then in a little while »s came to a bridge where Dad was working. The children were expecting to meet us there but we were about a mile past that when we saw them. We- rode the bykes the rest of tho way. After dinner we went for another ride. When wo Hero ready to conic home the children doubled us to where Dad was working and we got a ride the rest of the way. —Blue Certificate to “Saucy Sall”, a ge 10 years, Otane. Slowly the great golden ball of light sank behind the western hills, tinging the cloud-flecked sky with rainbow tints, the willow-fringed river beneath. The trees en the crests of the hills were silhouetted against the brightness of the western sky. Above me flew birds of different kinds seeking shelter in the trees for the night. At last when the sun had set, I wended my way homewards, hearing as I went, the sleepy twitterings of the sparrows in tho branches of a line of sombre trees beside the house. I stayed outside until the first star brightened the darkening heaven. —Blue Certificate to Ruth Blmk, age 10 years Nuhaka. The other day no were given a swan. Jt was a prety bird, black with white feathers in its wings and a neck about feet long. We skinned it because its feathers went a long way into its body. When wo ate the snan «’e found out it was very nice food, With love. —Blue Certificate to “Little Elf”, age 10 years, Otane. During the holidays my brother and 1 went for a ride to Pakowhai then to .Mangateretere and continued to Havelock. Arriving at Pakowai, we saw the dredge at work plunging into the water and bringing up a quantity of shingle and finally dropping it into a pit where the lorries camo and took it away t 0 various places dor building purposes. Then we pushed our way towards Mangateretere passing Whakatu works on the way. Wo passed lhe Mangateretere school and then on to Havelock. Arriving there ve went up to Ibe reservoir on the hill, and from there WA could M* llaituigs find Nfipier ami w out to «m. UMting down the hill M stopped pedalling CUr cycles and sped down at a fast, pace. However, we arrived home alter a good day's ride. —“Dinky” It is unfortunate that the writer of this essay omitted iiamo and age.— U.K.