ORIGINAL STORIES

Southland Times, Issue 23816, 13 May 1939, Page 6 (Supplement)

ORIGINAL STORIES

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— The time I like best is when my birthday comes because I am allowed to ask my school friends to my party. Mother makes me a cake with candles on it. She alsr makes jelliec and fruit salad, and buys me some lollies and fruit. My friends bring me a little present each. How I enjoy opening those parcels. After we have tea we play games until it is time for them to go home. I look forward to that every year. —2 marks to Cousin Elaine McCleery A.C., (7),. 193 Ritcnie street. —VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— The time of the year I like best is spring. After the short days of winter when everything out-of-doors looks dull and dead, spring seems to bring life and brightness. The flowers begin to grow and make gay splashes of colour and the buds on the trees burst open and show their fresh green leaves. Birds fly about gathering materials with which to build their nests. Their cheerful chirruping is heard early in the mornings. Young calves and lambs appear in the fields and it is a pretty sight to watch them frisk around their mothers. Last, Mr Sun begins to shine more brightly with promise of many warm sunny days ahead. —3 marks to Cousin Isabel McEwen A.C., (10), 87 Morton street. —VERY HIGHLY COMMENDEDSpringtime is the time of the year I like best, for after digging and preparing the flower garden in the winter. I watch for the first spring

flowers in the garden. Usually the little white snowdrops appear ; first. When I see these I know it is the beginning of longer days. Soon I will be able to have games outside after tea. The trees, too, are budding;, and 1 can hear the little birds • singing their songs as if to welcome back the spring. What sounds better than the birdies’ songs? What a barren world this would be we had no feathered friends. The buds on the trees will soon turn ' into leaves and later on will provide us. with shelter from the blazing summer sun. What a mass of golden bloom our gardens soon will be. In the springtime the gardens look their best. Very often the summer’s heat spoils their beauty. I like spring the best because I always feel fresher. The air is much lighter then than in the winter. —3 marks to Cousin Joyce M. Rillstone (10), 165 Elizabeth street. —HIGHLY COMMENDED— The time of the year I like best is autumn, as I see all the leaves dressed in their pretty colours. The flowers are a beautiful sight in their different colours. The farmers are all busy harvesting, and mushrooms are in the paddocks. Gaily in the meadows little lambs are frisking about. Birds seem to be calling “Autumn is here.” —2 marks to Cousin Dorothy Dobeck (11), Centre street. —HIGHLY COMMENDED— Spring is the time of the year I like best. The trees begin to bud and the paddocks look nice and green with the lambs and the calves frolicking about. The fruit trees begin to flower. The flowers begin

to peep and we see crocuses and snowdrops. —2 marks to Cousin Nola Oughton (10), 66 Morton street. —HIGHLY COMMENDED— I like autumn best of the seasons. Autumn is- the time when the fruit is ripe, and I like eating fruit. The leaves turn red, yellow, and brown, and the trees are very pretty then. This is the time to play marbles. —2 marks to Cousin lan McEwen (8), 87 Morton street. —HIGHLY COMMENDED— The time of the year I like best is summer. It follows spring and the gardens are bright with flowers, while the trees are very nice with their pretty green leaves. The beach is a popular place in summer as the days are usually very hot and the beach seems the only place to get cool. In summer we wear nice cool summer frocks and light shoes. —2 marks to Cousin Joyce Jenkins (8)‘, 24 Martin road. —HIGHLY COMMENDED— The time of the year I like best is Easter. At Easter we go to the 1 beach if it is fine. Last Easter we had lots of Easter eggs and I went to Dunedin for a holiday. At Dunedin I went to the beach and gathered limpets off the rocks. While I was at Dunedin I went up a high cliff and saw White Island. I think I like Easter best. —2 marks to Cousin Stuart Cuttance (12), Section 8, Glencoe R.D. —HIGHLY COMMENDED— The time of year I like best is spring, with its flowers, newly-horn lambs and calves. The daffodils, crocuses and hyacinths stand out in the gardens, while the little lamhs frisk by their mothers, evidently very pleased with life. Baby calves are also frisking by their mothers or playing among themselves, while proud mothers, standing or lying, watch their babies enjoying themselves, and thinking of the happy days they spent when they were young. Spring seems to me to be a new world, as I walk through the gardens, or drive through the country and see all the happy members of the farmyard. —2 marks to Cousin Cora Pedlar (12), 169 St. Andrew street. * —HIGHLY COMMENDED— Of all the seasons of the year I like spring best. This is the season when everything wakes after the winter, and the world seems to be alive once more. Woolly little lambs frisk about their woolly mothers. They seem to be all over the field. Long-legged calves are about again. Birds are flying to and fro with straws or bits of wool or moss in their little yellow beaks. They are building their nests. Besides these live things there are other things that make spring so cheerful. Daffodils and snowdrops and crocuses are beginning to bloom. New leaves are budding on the trees. I really can not find any reason why spring should not be the nicest season of the year. 2 marks to Cousin May Horton A.C., (15), Tussock Creek, Section 8, Glencoe R.D.