LEFT-OVER STORIES

Southland Times, Issue 23734, 4 February 1939, Page 5 (Supplement)

LEFT-OVER STORIES

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— Mr Frog and his friends lived together in a green slimy house in the creek. One day as Mr Frog was walking along, he met one of his friends who said that there was a strange animal that looked like a log in the creek. They walked along together till they came to the log. They did not know it was a crocodile and they thought it was a good place to make a house, so they moved, and one night when they were asleep the crocodile ate them up. —2 marks to Cousin June Townley (10), Wyndham.

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Mr Frog lived in the pond on my father’s farm. One day I went down to the pond and caught him and brought him home. I caught a fly and gave it to him to eat. As soon as he had finished it I brought him a lot of flies to eat. Then I took him back to the pond and put him into the water. —2 marks to Cousin Melva Lake, A.C. (7), Tussock Creek. —HIGHLY COMMENDED— I have a pet frog at home. He is about four inches long, and green in colour. He eats water-weed and the flies. Every morning at seven o’clock he starts to croak to wake •me up. I keep him in a jar and give him flies to eat. —2 marks to Cousin Alan Lake, A.C. (11). Tussock Creek.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— Once there was a frog who lived in a pond. One day he came out of water and started to croak when he saw a cow in the paddock. He said to the cow, “You are bigger than I am.” So he started to puff and puff till he blew himself up, then bang went Mr Frog. 11131 was the end of poor Mr Frog. —2 marks to Cousin Lawna Black (11), Gore-Waipouranu R.D. —HIGHLY COMMENDED— My pet is a dear little bunny. His name is Billy. He has a lovely soft down coat, and a little fluffy white tail. I keep him in a hutch on the lawn, and every morning when he hears me get up, he squeaks for his breakfast. I feed him on carrots, dandelion leaves and a little turnip. He is a good-natured little bunny, and lets me pick him up and cuddle him. —2 marks to Cousin Heather Baillie (6), 216 Nelson street.

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Many years ago I was a blade of flax growing with many others beside a stream. At first I was a tiny blade hidden inside a big glade. Later when I gre-” big some men came and cut me down. I was tied in a bundle and taken away to be dried. Later all the little strings or fibres were taken apart and joined together into a big long piece of

twine. Then other pieces were wound round and round me until we could not be easily broken. I was then a piece of binder twine. _ I am used for many different things, such as tying up parcels. —2 marks to Cousin Leona, d Take A.C., (12), Section 8, Inver-cargill-Glencoe R.D.

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I have a lovely white rabbit which is my pet It is in a big hutch at the bottom of the garden. It has lovely long fur, and such pretty pink eyes. I call my pet Joey. Joey loves thistles, lettuce, cabbage leaves and I often give him apples and bread and milk.

Every time I go near his hutch he climbs up the wire to see if I have anything for him to eat. I sometimes let him out for a run on

the lawn and Joey never goes away. . , _ ~ —2 marks to Cousin Joyce Jenkin (8), Martin road.