TERRACE HERALD, TERRACE, B,C,

Wednesday, November 27, 1988 a

by Bob Weber

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THINKING OF APPLY-
ING FOR A JOB AT
YOUR PLANT, HENNY.

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I MAKE A LIVING
WAGE, BUT IT

BOESN'T TAKE
MY WIFE LONG
TO KILL IT

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Beetle Bailey

By Mort Walker |.

WHAT DID
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IM THIS

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LETTUCE, JELLY,
CHEESE, ONION,
SALT, PEPPER,
KETCHUP PICKLES,
AND CINNAMON

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Per Se

NO WONpeER/
YOU FORGOT

By Mort Walker & Dik Browne

OH, JUST SOME a i WHEN YOU SEE i=!
MAKE-UP MOTHER aid MOM, TELL Hee J [ME!
IS TRYING ON, @ , you, LIKE HER a

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THE PILGRIMS NOTEP MILES
STANCISH BiG DAPPY AND HE
WAS GROOVED ON THE MULLINS
CHICK, PRISCILLA; ONE OF

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DIDN'T HAVE COOL
HE WASN'T WITH IT,
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SO HE TAPS HONEST JOHN
"AS HIG FLACK TO COO.
FOR HIM-WELL, SOHNNO
CAUCUSES
WITH THE
MULLINS
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BEATIN’ THE BONGOS FGR STEADY

STANPISH. HE WANTS YOu ANP.

/ SO PRIS GIVES JAKE THE

LONG LASHES AND SEZ; WHY

PON'T YOU SPIN OFF AND

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Many years ago, when Terrace was smail, loggers used
to pull their logs on wagons, The big spruce logs were used’

for the Mosquito bombers.

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.

I am a Shoe,

I'm living in a box wrapped in paper, It isn’t fun living ina
box. When I was out for sale, no.one wanted me. I thought I
looked ugly until someone baught me.

When someone put me on, it wasn’t any better. It was
horrible. I had to do my job lifting people up. When I was
finished my. job I had to go to sleep because I was so tired.
Day after day I had to do the same old job. Then 1 grew older
so I wasn’t used so much, When I was in the trash can, I was

burnt.

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(Sandra Friesen, Grade 4) .

Larry Martel, (Grade 2)

Various verse

DIAMONDS |
Little diamonds in the snow,
Glinting here and to and fra,
Diamonds ‘round the willow
tree, .

Winking off to disappear,”
not 4 sound do [ hear,
And yet I shall always know,
about those diamonds in the
snow.
Leona Munro
Grade V11

TONGUE TWISTERS
‘The drone drifted drowsily to-

wards the drooping dry dande-

lion, .

The frig froze my finger frost-
framed from tip-to-tip freezing
frantically,

T saw a cart with cartwheels

That carted only cars

The cars that the cartwheel
car carted ,

Were always cartwheel carted
cars, ;

CHATTERING MONKEY
The monkey chatters
all his matters

- upina tree.

May be he scraped his knee
Or may ke he has a cut
Or may be a nut
fell on his head
in bed,
Oh why does he chatter
all his matters, ;
up in a tree,
Eric Peters,
Grade 3,

BETTER LIFE?
- Whiz, whiz, Tad
That's all there is to city

life, .
' Honk! Honk! Peep! Peep!
That's all there is to elty

| Hife.

Roarl roar Tractor - ’
Pea all there is to countr:
Hfe, : :
We've to get the wheat-in.
That's all there fs to ‘country
life. co

. I wish there was a_ better

e . :
Than city life and country life,
Terry Wright

Grade V

‘

Blinking up- for “me to: sde, a é

the trees and that is why the leaves

INDIAN LEGENDS.”

A long time ago an Eskimo shot a polar bear. He brought

’ It home and started to take the ‘flesh out, When he had taken

it out he put it to his face to feel how soft it was, Whenthe
Eskimo took it away there was a amile on his face, The

“-polar bear's fur was wonderful. The next morning -he went

out to see the fur. All ofa sudden he stopped, His little
daughter was at the fur and pulling at it ’till the hair fell
out. Then a gust of wind came and blew the hair into the sky. °
The Eskimo watched and then the hair flew into lumps ~- big
white lumps, Those lumps are clouds, That is why there are

clouds. . .
_ Lo ~~ Sandra Christl (Grade 4)

_ WAY THE LEAVES CHANGE COLOUR ='-°, *,
In the fall the leaves turn different colours, In théfall .
when the Indians were gathering furs for winter, the Indian
Chief painted iis house with blood from a wild animal and used
it’s tail for a paint brush, Suddenly while he was painting a
ghost wind came and blew the paint. brush way into the sky,
Every fall drops of red paint fall and other colours land on
change colours... |
Ruth Williamson (Grade 4)

HOW THUNDER CAME TO BE

One day an Indian giant got very angry, He became so‘angry

_ he started to throw boulders. They never came down: When

you hear thunder

you know that it is the boulders hitting each
‘other tn the sky. ;

Bradley Harrison (Grade 4)

. THE LEGEND OF THE THUNDER BIRD
One day Little Bear and Indian boy was in the mountains,

' He saw a big bird, It was picking up a big boulder. The big

bird dropped the boulder Into a -valley, It echoed all over the
world. Little Bear rushed home, He did not tell anyone for he
was not sure it'was thunder. The next day Little Bear ran to
the mountain, He saw the big bird again, It was picking up
another boulder and dropped it in the valley, Little Bear was
sure now, That is why there is thunder. . .
Janet Walker (Grade 4

THE SNAKE
‘The snake is coiled on the
rock,
It strikes - with deadly com-
ssiom..-.- **...

Finally he dies.
The strugele’s over.
Fred Lindsay
Grade V

. TERRACE

There is a town called Ter-
race Town, : .

With mountains tumbling all
around, . ;

A river running wideand swift, | |

And In the valley trees uplift,

Their tall green spires, .

We've come to love this place! ¥

as home, :

‘ And care not any more to
roam, .

Our lives are woven in and

out a
With its lovely seenes about,
A better place we could not

Of all the homes we've brought
to mind,
So here we'll stay and happy

. ;
At Terrace — not far-fromthe

sea. . .
Mark Allan |.
Grade V11

A TORNADO

It comes roughly _
Screaming like a mad man
barking madly :
‘Like a sayage dog, _
A-dog of destruction « ;
destroying mankind. | ;
oo Steven Smyth
. , Grade V

THE GURGLING STREAM :
Quiet .....

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POQEER LAA aepucita

IDIOMS. —

BY LORETTA PETERS, GHADE 7

en Oe SL SC eas VEhe pe

Listen to the gurgling of thé}.

stream
going down the hill,
-So clear and blue, «|
So calm anid peaceful. .
I love to watch the fish jump, |-
* Tlove to see the ducks. +
‘Quietly gliding through the
water, 0
' And then disappear,
-As they. go down for food,
* Debra Williamson
. - Grade V

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"They made

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and left,

up

: woe ao on yt oe, ard ot a ut “t . ete
NO TALK THE HIND'LSG OFF A DONKEY 0." 2°

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