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l . I Latest· &hoolNews Published weekly by the school chtldren of Wilmette under aupervision of Wilmette PlauJround and Recreation Board. 'WILMETTE, ILLINOIS, JULY JUNIOR LIFE 27, 1928 ~;Is ' '"' I ~--Told by . I VOL. 1, NO. 28 V attman's Baseball Team Beats Green With 11 to 7 Score The Vattman playgrouod ball team played the Village Green team at Vattman park Mondav, july lo, and won. The final score was Vattman 11, Village Green 7. It was a good game all the way, through. This makes the third straight . game that Vattman has wo11. The Beach forfeited to Laurel on the same day. The standings of the team are as follows: Won Lost Vattman .. . .. ... ......... . . 3 0 Bea('h ........ .. . . .... .. . . . 1 2 Village Green ........... ... l 2 Laurel . . ........ 1 2 Junior Poets Try Nature Verse LILTING LUU~JUCKS The P,eoPle in northern Sib(>r.a . Of snow get more and more· weana But the niCe I.;skimo Just dotes on th e snow And think:.; everything else inferia. There was a young man named Sturry \Vho seemed to be in quite a hurry He rushed cross the street But he mjxed up ohis feet And an auto bumped into poor Sturry. There was a young man from Quebec, W:ho fell in snow up to his neck \Vhen they said, "Is you friz'?" He said, "I guess I is." But that isn't cold for Quebec. Village Playground Finds Busy Hours for All Youngsters There was a young lady named Georgia Who quite resembled Miss Borgia Pet. She poisoned her friends 1000 To attain lwr ends lady name d 333 This remarkable young Georgia. 333 · -El~ie Wade, 8A Stolp 333 There was a fat lady from Fre(1 Who gave up potatoes and bread, She went on a diet Asked her husband to try it, But he crawled thru tho keyhole and fled. There was a young man from Wilmette, Who on race ~10rses dirl love to bet He rode to the track But he had to walk back For the horse of this choice was "all wet." -Mary June Miller, 8A Stolp There is a flyer "Slim" With vigor, pep, and a grin T-he sky his ho~ e "We" spanned the foam And "Lindy" fame did win. \V c 11avc t hrcc more games to play. The first game is against the Beach, the second against Laurel, and the third and last against the Village Green. \Ve hope to win all these ·games for the glory of Vattman park. Dick Huc:k, Vattman playground Do we have fun? Well I should say so! · The Village Green playground is a busy place these days. Mrs~ Fanckboner has a regular time for everything. There was a girl called Katrinka, She lets us play games from 9 till Who seemed to spill all the inka On a dress very new 10 o'clock. Then we have our flag There were spots quite a few. After that we practice our And she ended with tears in the inka. raising. village-wide activity and then we go -Ha rriet Leach, 8A Stolp in for our handicraft. ln the glories of the sun The girls are making dolls this week I sit and dream. and even some of the boys. The \Vatch the stars come one by one middle Juniors from six to eight years And sit and dream. are working on their scrap books while And · when the moon begins . to p_ec p our tiny tots make colored chains or And when the owl begins to screech just draw pictures and cut them out. I sit and dream. The Senior boys have made and are And in the morn when I awake still making string hammocks. Just All my little dreams, I take hefore lunch time we always have our Hold them m my hand And press them to my heart so tight story and we all love that. Until I dream again tonight. Viola Weeks, -Iris White, 6th Grade, Central Village Green playground The time that is nicest is summer or Hpring I always like be!-it when the hirds do sing \.Yh en the wind dues blow through the ~waying tree:-; Swinging from the top of a tall, Then the bee~-; do hum ~<\nd the buttE>rfity flies over the garden slender, leaf-draped stalk, these flowers high, high, high. of the orchid family flaunt their beauty -Da])hne Craig, Third Gmd<', Miss Smith's room from May till July in bogs, thickets, Miss Smith's Pupils Renovate Sand Table In the sand table in Miss Smith'.:; room there were flax and Indian tents so we cut down the flax and took out the tents. We put in thin gravel roads, planted grass seed in the empty places. Then Jim made 13 lanterns and put them on sticks and stuck them in the sand. Then we got grass seed and planted it, then made a rickshaw. I put it in the sun. Then Jim said that we wanted a man with two buckets on and so I made one and put it in the sand. Then Jim made a summer house and so did Haldane. The next day Haldane brought three images for the sand table. Then I made a stork and then we invited the first grade over. Monday, we came back and the grass was an inch tall and now we have a Japanese Garden. George Oakley, Miss Smith's room, Central Barbara Behr Praises Yellow Lady Slippers and moist hilly woods. Their range is from Nova Scotia to There was a young lady called Pat Alabama, westward to Minnesota and Who grew so unbearably fat Nebraska. The· yellow lady slipper has That to diet she tried But in· vain, for she di(>d ! a pale yellow pouch topped by long And they buried her under a slat. narrow twisted petals and sepals of -Mary Jane Thomas, 8A Stolp greenish yellow streaked with purple Once a little owl or brown. Joining toward the lip of Sat upon a tree the pouch are parallel purple lines that I am a good little fowl guide the little bees to the honey. He said, b'l id he The pink lady slipper or moccasin Once a man heard is one of the most charming Of flower, The owl say "Too Whoo" BABY BIRDS FLY this genus. Rivaling it is the lovely The man didn't say a word \V e had hahy birds in our porch up white lady slipper which makes its But took to his heels and flew. -Fayette A. Lilly in a dark corner. home in the most inaccessible swamps, They flew down on the porch and in rich mossy woods where the rubber There was an old lady nam(>d Mazie Her daughter's exceedingly lazy. got enough 3trength in their wings so booted flower hunters may find it from When told to boil soup they could fly. the month of June till September. She'll pretend she has croup, · Then they flew away. ~arbar~ Ann Behr, 1548 Lake ave. In the end she will drive l\1azie crazy. -Mary Jane T-homas, RA Stolp -Verna Belle Weld, 1, South One nJ(IQnlig-ht night When th e fita rR were bright A fairy eame out alone. She looked around for the re~;t of them, Rut Hhc waH thE>re alone. Rut nne by one they all came out And danced around in a ring. They dancE>d and danced till the sun eame out, And then they quickly hid. -Da phne Craig, Third Grade, Miss Smith's room Little Richard Swallows Wavea Winning His Fish Little Richard Wilson, aged 6, swam for his fish in very rough weather. After swimming nearly all the way the waves got the best of him and he had to stop. He gave up? No indeed, not Richard! He started as soon as he stopped and got it too. His sister i.s quite proud of him. I know for I'm she. He is considered quite a hero. He had his picture taken, too. Many older bovs said thev couldn't have made it. ·Good swimmers, tool Ann Marie Wilson, Beach playground Of Ireland was Patrick the Saint He was pious and jolly and quaint He gave aid to the weak And was kind to the meek. And gave help to the poor and tl 1 j faint. -Emma Bickham, 8A Stolp Oh the sturdy pines are singing As the wind through them does blow And our · ears a fairly ringing Of the music, soft and low. Oh the water's all a shimmer In tohe soft moon-light And the shadows growing dimmer In the middle of thP- night. -Jan<' Thompson, 6A WAKING UP 0 Mr. Robin Redbreast You woke me up at four! 0 Mr. Robin Redbreast You sleep an hour more ! -,.Alan F elsenthal, 3, Central "Hurrah for Vattman" Finishes Track Meet vVednesday, July 18, the Vattman park had to stand the Laurel, Village Green, and Beach in track. We won the silver cup last year and this year we are going to win the silver cup next year. At l';!ast I hope we do. It poured rain the day of the track meet for ten minutes and then we had to go in the shed and then it stopped and w nished the track meet. And the Vattman hollered "Hurrah for Vattman park." Marcella Brouchhauser, Vattman playground THE MONTH OF MAY May is here Summer near, Birds I hear The.ir songs are cl~ar -Jane \Vard, 3, Central MODELERS' LINEUP T.he three Junior sand modelers from Vattman were Dick Nilles, Ellen Jones, Virginia Marsh. Gilbert Hoffman was alternate. The contest was heJri at Vattman July 20th. The three Senior modelers were: Walter Haas, Virginia Green, Geraldine Hoffman. Ellen Jones, Vattman Wednesday we are going to have a movie in the morning. And it is going to be about nature study. The moving picture is going to be fine. Barbara Brenner, Fourth Grade The Wilmette beach has a new high dive that is ten feet high. One dav I went up on it to take a dive hut ·did not land as I had wanted. · I came ncar hreaking my neck but with luck l escaped without any damages. The next ·day I went to try again and did not do it right that time but did, however, land in the water a different way than the day before. The next day I went to try again and had some good luck. I climbed up on the high dive and took the prettiest dive that could have been taken. After that I thought I'd try it again but did not do as well. Charles Taylor, Howard Third Try Doesn't Prove Vattman Holds Modelling Diver Can Do it Again Contest for Playground · In the Junior sand modeling contest at Vattman, the winners were Dick Nilles, first place; Ellen Jones, second place; Virginia Marsh, third pla~e; Gilbert Hoffman, fourth place. The contest was held at Vattman. In the seniors contest, Walter Haas won first place; Virginia Green, second place; Geraldine Hoffman, third place. Virginia Marsh, Vattman playground INVITATION TO PLAY Come to Vattman park and have some fun. \Ve have two of the nicest teachers, Miss Witcher and Miss Skidmore. Come and play on the rings, hars, swings, teeters, sandpiles, high fliers, kickballs and baseball diamonds. Come and have a good time at Vattman park. Clare Stewart, Vattman park , I saw last Sunday at the beach that I used to know a boy one time. He it was crowded way up so far. There was going across a street and he did were picnickers all over the beach. It not look when he crossed and was was very crowded. run over and he lost a leg. James O'Neil, Third Grade, Richard Jones, Third Grade, Miss Smith's room Central