BLUE AND GOLDEN STARLETS.

Star (Christchurch), Volume XLIV, Issue 301, 19 December 1931, Page 18 (Supplement)

BLUE AND GOLDEN STARLETS.

Pollyanna says.—By this time many of you will hold your “ examination verdicts ” safe in hand. How many of you are looking golden and how many “ blue ” ? Poor “ blue ” Starlets, let’s have the old “ Grin and Win Brigade ” out to see ij; we can find something to be glad about, shall we? Let’s look at things this way, “ blue ” Starlets. Whenever a man fails, he learns* something; he learns all the things he SHOULD have done to gain success. Even now I suppose you are remembering how you SHOULD have worked those fractions, how you SHOULD have set out that spelling—and just all the things you SHOULD have done, but unfortunately DIDN’T do. Well, think to yourselves: “I’ve failed this time, but I’ll pass next time, because I’ll know just exactly what to do! ” And, whatever you do. Starlets, let there be a “next time,” won’t you? So that all the next year you will feel that you are working for something and learning all your work again thoroughly, not idling away and saying, “ I didn’t pass, so I left!” Such spiritless words! Let your failure be merely an eye-opener. Let it fire you with new ambitions, and be glad that you can benefit by that extra year at school, that thorough year, in which you can pick up all your lost threads of learning, and make your brain so wholly* proficient. So lift your heads, “ blue ” Starlets, and remember that rough “ gold ” is not nearly so beautiful as gold that has been finished—and fashioned. Pollyanna. HIDDEN FAIRIES. Hullo, everybody! Starland’s all ready to welcome you. What a feeling of love and good will warms your heart when you enter our new and .shining Starland—that’s because the holly and tinsel and streamers are not just ordinary Christmas decorations, because you see all the happy, delightful little Spirits of Starland, like the “ Star ” babies’ holiday sprites and handy finger fairies—and oh! hundreds of other wonderful spirits are hiding among them. They’ll be glinting out along the tinsels’ little spiky lights, and shining with most Christmassy faces from out the holly leaves—they’ll be everywhere! And I think you’ll almost be able to see them sparkling up from our cake. Everything’s so very happy that Pallyanna doesn’t have to play the Glad Game at all this week—but even then we can be glad that Starland has been repaid for all the good work she sends out during the year. Poor Starland has had all work and no play—until some unselfish person thought to repay her by decking her in starry array so as to truly do justice to her name.

Joke Box is watching anxiously to see if Aunt Hilda hangs any mistletoe over the door—l wonder why—perhaps he is thinking there’s a chance for a good joke. Anyway, even missing a good joke wouldn’t quell his high spirits just now! Yours in greatest gladness, Pollyanna.