After a happy holiday we returned to school on January 16th, and the very next week there was a lovely surprise for some of us. We were taken to the Senior School and saw a gentleman acting scenes from famous stories. Some of them made us rather frightened, but we all laughed at Uncle Podger, a funny old man who thought he was very ill, and who always hit himself instead of the nail when he tried to hang up a picture.
One Sunday evening the junior Boarders gave an impromptu concert to the Seniors, and the money which they collected was given to the Orphans of the Diocese. We felt that the juniors had been very clever to think of this first, and since then we have had many concerts and entertainments among ourselves on Sunday evenings. As this was a short term, Lent began very early, so we made our acts and also saved our pennies for Lenten Alms.
I think everyone helped, because at Easter, Mother McEvoy found that £2 had been collected. The feast of our dear patron St. Joseph came during Holy Week, so of course we could not celebrate it, but we prayed to him and asked him to take care of us as he did of Our Blessed Lord, and to keep us all good children.
On St. George's Day we went to the Convent with the Seniors to wish our dear Reverend Mother a Happy Feast. In the afternoon we were able to wear our pretty Fancy Dress costumes, and we enjoyed the Parade and dances., The party was a very happy one, and we all liked the Babies' dance and song - even those who were only two joined in the fun.
You must not think that we have ALL play. To make us work harder we were divided into two houses; St. Philomena looks after one house, and St. Therese of the Child Jesus the other. Ann Browning and Deirdre McKinney were chosen to be captains, but now that they have left us and become Seniors, Marguerite Smith and Juliet de Gaye have taken their place.
During the long summer term we spent as much time as we were able in our gardens. It was lovely to be able to put our very own flowers on our classroom altars - and can you believe it, we grew vegetables as well! Our cress and radishes were the best we have ever tasted, and some of Mary Powell's cabbages may still be seen in Kerryton garden.
Everyone took a great interest in Nature Study, and we watched the Nature table from day to day, always finding something new and exciting.
On the Feast of SS. Peter and Paul, some of us were happy to make our First Holy Communion in the Convent Chapel. The privileged children were:
M. Brooks, V. Browning, P. Carter, A. Conlon,
M. Doran, J. Duckham, A. Gaghagan, J. Gilchrist
J. Gormley, J. Green, J. Osborne, S. Pickering
and B. Wilson.
We were sorry that many of our little companions left Bournemouth because of this horrible war. We were especially sad to say good-bye to R. Potter, D. Hopgood and J. Gormley, who returned to their homes abroad. Like B. Kennedy they want the war to stop soon so that they can come back.
Of course it was not possible to have an Outing this year, as we should not have liked to be away from home when the Sirens began to hoot. Instead, we came to a garden party, which was held to help the Red Cross.
Everyone was excited about the raffle of a beautiful doll's house. The furniture was made by Form IIb in their fretwork lessons; it must be fun to make such nice things! We all envied Joan Philpot, who was lucky enough to win such a lovely prize.
At the end of term Reverend Mother thought that our mummies and daddies might be too worried to come and see our work, but we are hoping to give a little Exhibition for them this term.
After the summer holidays there was the biggest surprise we have ever had. We found the junior School closed, and we were told that we were to have our lessons in the Convent. For the first few days we were often lost on the long corridors, but we know our way quite well now, and like our new classrooms very much.
Our handwork lessons are different from other years, as we now learn to knit clothes for poor little children who have no homes.
Form I are really becoming very clever since they left the Preparatory. One day they acted the " Three Bears " in French for Mother McEvoy, to see if it would be good enough to show everyone. We are looking forward to that! Have you heard that we also hope to give a real Gym. display at the end of term.
It is now time to say a Happy Christmas to everyone. We shall ask the Baby Jesus to bless us and to give peace to the world.
'Tis sad the news, O reader dear,
That we have to relate
Poor Polo's gone where good dogs go,
A month ago to date.
No more his blithesome figure
Will frolic in the sun,
Nor await our Mother Bursar
To take their daily run.
His appetite so helpful
At morning break each day
Is surely missed by all of us
When biscuits come our way . . .
The junior's rank across the road
He carefully escorted,
And when reproved for muddy paws
He wagged his tail - or snorted.
Our neighbours' rest he did disturb,
His bark caused them such worry,
Apologies to them he sent
We know he felt quite sorry.
At nine o'clock when lights are dim,
And by a lantern's glow
No more from out the silence comes
POLO! . . . Allez Polo!
We miss him but we're glad to think,
He's gone where good dogs go,
A faithful friend for ten long years
Was our pet dog . . . Polo.