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THE PAINTING I DID by Barbara Heremia Pinned on the wall are my coloured paintings gleaming in the hot yellow sun, and as one sticks on the wall it stays there stiff and old until it's torn to bits. If it stays there too long our teacher comes along and throws it in the rubbish bin, and Ted comes along with a box and burns it in the incinerator. Our incinerator is very big. Ted is in charge of it. We pick up all the rubbish in our school and Ted burns it in the white incinerator. Fern, by Michael Heremia

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Te Ao Hou, July 1958, Page 19

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THE PAINTING I DID Te Ao Hou, July 1958, Page 19

THE PAINTING I DID Te Ao Hou, July 1958, Page 19