J. Kirkman ... Editor.
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Ecclesall C. of E. School, as you may know, is 126 years old, and today, yet another stride forward is made in its progress, for this is its first magazine and it is with real pride and pleasure that I write to you, the scholars, staff and parents of our school, and I congratulate all those who, by their enthusiasm and hard work, have made this new venture possible.
May it be the first of many such recordings of our school's activities, a token to that happy team spirit which exists between our staff, children and parents, each edition a link forging together the past, present and future of our school.
My best wishes to you all.
A great loss was sustained by our school last October with the passing of our deputy headmaster, Mr. Trevor Griffiths. He had been a valuable member of the staff since 1929 and during that time had endeared himself to all by his kindness, thoughtfulness and consideration for others. We extend our deepest sympathy to Mrs. Griffiths and Anthony in their great loss.
As this is Ecclesall's very first magazine, I feel very proud indeed to be its Editor, and to open this magazine for you.
The Magazine Committee and I would like to thank everyone at school for making the printing of this magazine possible. We would like to thank especially those children whose articles are not printed. It was very difficult to select the various items in this magazine from the great number of excellent ones that were handed in.
In our magazine we have reports on the various games played through the term, swimming, short compositions and many poems and other items which we hope will interest you.
A competition was held for the design of the cover and we congratulate Jimmy Jackson on having his design chosen to print on this magazine. I feel very happy that next year another J4 will be able to carry on with the magazine now that we have started it.
Ecclesall Church was founded first in the 13th. century by Ralph De Ecclesall who lived in Ecclesall Manor House. The first church was built at the top of Millhouses Lane but there are no remains left now. The present church is built in two styles, the Norman and the Gothic. The Norman style can be seen in the crypt and at the West Wall. The Gothic style is used for Great Arch at the crossing. The crypt of the Church is relatively new and is built over the old churchyard. The only outside door to the new crypt is one underneath the Great East Window.
Florence Nightingale's grandparents are buried in the churchyard and a plaque has been erected in the church in memory of them.
The font is rather unusual in the fact that it only his one side and this is in the shape of a shell held by an angel. The organ is a double consul type and is fitted behind the south choir stalls. In the Children’s Chapel a table is provided and books are put on it for children's use. At the back of the church there are two chairs which belonged to a ship in the 18th. Century and there is also a display table.
The night is dark,
The wind is still,
Sweet is the park,
Under my sill.
The stars are out,
The trees are swaying,
The water full of trout,
The children are praying.
As we were walking down the Porter Valley, we came across Whiteley Wood Mill. We had previously learned that it was to be open to the public and as we went by, we noticed the workmen were working. We started looking through the doorway and then a cheerful voice said, "Come in and look round if you like." We immediately accepted this invitation and started to look around. The first impressive sight was the great leather belts which are used to turn the grindstones. The large pulleys, which turn the leather belts, are all on one long axle which goes straight through the room to the next compartment where there are many different kinds of gears, which, when turned by the huge water wheel, turn the grindstones through the help of pulleys and belts. The leather belts are joined by iron staples with a rod through the middle.
Anyone who goes to look round Chatsworth House and see its priceless art treasures should not fail to visit the State Music Room where they will find one of the most interesting and unique things in Chatsworth. It is a violin hanging on a half open door. This seems an ordinary thing in a music room until you read the plaque telling you that the violin is not real but is a painting. I have seen it several times but I still find it hard to believe my own eyes.
From my bedroom window,
It's a field that makes my view,
And in the early morning,
It sparkles with the dew.
Sometime after the first World War, a propellor was put up on the wall in front of our classroom. Nobody knows exactly when it was put there or how it was put there. We think the propellor carne off a bomber aircraft. It is coloured a dark shade of brown and is eight or nine feet long.
I was lying in the bluebells,
The lovely blue bell sea,
When suddenly I fell asleep,
And began to dream this dream.
A little fairy caravan came jingling on its way,
And stopped outside the bluebells,
I was lying in that day.
The little pixie driving, suddenly jumped down,
And called to wife and children,
Tis safe to come down.
His little wife came first of course,
Followed by children small.
His little wife got a cooking pot,
And tiny little beans,
And made some soup to suit them all.
I should really love to go,
Where there's sun and never snow,
Monkeys chattering in the trees,
And now and then a gentle breeze.
Parrots high above my head,
I would see no house or shed,
Native huts are far away,
I would stay there all the day.
On the Thursday of the Whitsuntide holidays, our school and Gleadless school went by coach to York for the day. We had an excellent day, visiting; the Castle Museum, the Debtors' Prison, and the Railway museum. We also had a river trip and a tour of the city walls.
The Castle Museum was very good, having some very interesting exhibits. There was also a street, modelled in every detail, with a coach and horses, cobbled streets, and many other life-like things. One could walk along this street, and examine among other things, the quaint, life-like shops and houses, and the old-fashioned fire engine. We did not have long in the Debtors' Prison as we were a little late, but what we saw was very interesting. After this, we had lunch at the Willow Cafe.
After lunch we toured the city walls, and also visited the Railway Museum, which has some excellent exhibits. Next, we went back to: the Willow Cafe for tea. After tea, we had a short walk to the,river, and then had a pleasant river trip. This was very enjoyable and we had plenty of time to look about us and have a rest.
After the river trip it was time to go back to the coach and as we sped back to Sheffield, we all agreed that it had been a most enjoyable day.
I should like to go afloat,
On a nice big steamer boat,
And see the big world around,
On the sea or on, the ground.
On through Copenhagen,
By Niagra Falls,
Up and up to China,
To see the great big Wall.
David and Anne Brown were having a holiday at Meadow Cliff. They were living in a little cottage. One day they went down to the beach. David spotted a cave and the children's voices echoed all over. Just then they saw a tunnel leading to another cave. They went, through it and in the cave were all kinds of coins, foreign ones. David looked at his watch and discovered that it was time to go back to the cottage. The next day the children went into the cave but to their great astonishment the tunnel was not there. "We had better go to the police," said David, so that is where they went. The police examined the cave but were interrupted by the sound of a motor boat approaching. "Hide quickly," said the Inspector. The motor boat had two men on board and they came into the cave. Suddenly the police seized them and one of the policemen said that the men were robbers.
They made the two men open the tunnel and then, after collecting the money, took the men away. Now the children could have the cave for their own.
We made a trip to Chester on the 14th. May 1960, with Mr. Bashforth. Three other schools went with us. The coach arrived at Ecclesall at about 7.20 a.m. Our route was via Buxton, Macclesfield, Northwhich and Knutsford. We reached Chester Zoo at about 10.45. a.m. At Chester Zoo we wore allowed to wander of our own accord. We saw as many of the exhibits as we could and we got back to the coach at 12 noon. Then we had dinner at Clemences Cafe.
After dinner we walked down to the river for boat trip. It started to rain but soon stopped. Then we walked round the walls to the Cathedral. There we had to wait for a service to end. After about half an hour in the Cathedral we went back to Clemences Cafe for tea. On the journey home, we went via Stockport and reached home at about 9.30. p.m., after a thoroughly enjoyable day.
The cows they huddle,
The birds they cry,
The pups they cuddle,
The wind is nigh.
The storm is on,
The wind is whistling,
The birds have gone,
The flowers are none.
The rain is coming,
The streets are flooding,
The windows are shut,
The water is gushing into the butt.
I have a little owl,
He hunts in the night
And when he starts to screech,
He gives me, a fright.
His food is mice,
He also eats young birds,
He is very peculiar though,
On a matter that disturbs.
If I could go travelling,
I would go to Iraq,
I'd stay there for a little while,
And then I'd wander back.
Just consider this,
It's very nice to roam,
But it's much nicer,
At our home.
1. Hard benches.
6. Go it Michelmore.
2. more robbers.
7. Bad tempered vicar.
3. Black and white rocks.
8. New house.
4. Enough trees.
9. Ho holes.
5. Tolling low!.
10. Feet value!
Answers on Page 21.
Perched upon a steeple high,
Silhouetted against the sky,
The weather' cock doth swivel round,
And doesn't make the slightest sound.
Unceasingly he turns around,
To face whichever wind is found,
And should it change from East to West,
It never thinks to take a rest.
Higher than the roofs of the town,.
Always ever looking down,
On the old cloisters below,
Remembering days of long ago,
And of things he used to know.
Of the people who would meet,
On the quaint old cobbled street,
Still he sits upon his perch,
Ever looking at the church.
Once upon a time there was a very boastful penny. This penny lived in a money box. One day he said to a sixpence who had just come to live in the money box, "Don't you think I'm a clever penny?" "No," said the sixpence, "I think you are the silliest penny I've ever met," so the penny went round to every coin in the money box asking the same question, but he always got the same answer. Then the penny got very cross.."Oh you mean things," he said. "Our owner will never spend me because she likes me so much." The coins smiled. They knew their mistress would spend him on chewing gum or something like that. The next day the penny was just as boastful. "Silly things, you will all be spent and I will remain." Then somebody came up the stairs. It was Jane. She took out the penny and put him in a machine outside a sweetshop. How the coins laughed about him and his boasting.
Sea flowers, weed and rushes, all brightening
The sea which harbours such terrible, frightening,
Fish as the shark and the octopus too,
Tiny fish, large fish,; all darting through
An eerie wrecked galleon rotting and old.,
Of which many tales have through ages been told.
Twirling and swirling the foaming sea,
Backgrounds a weed like a water tree,
Flowers are of pastels, on the rocks there are snails,
And out in the deep sea lurk dangerous whales,
Some fish have spots and some have broad stripes,
All shapes, all sizes, and simply all types.
Oh, to have some diving fun,
And to leave the land and sun,
It would be a marvellous treat,
To dive down there especially to meet,
Everything I've imagined to be,
Under the water and under the sea.
I wouldn't like to go by car,
I wouldn't like to go by bus,
I wouldn't like to go by plane,
I wouldn't like to go by train.
I would like to go by boat,
And see the places all afloat,
I'll go to China and then td Spain,
And then I'll come right back again.
On the Monday afternoon, Daddy took Jonathan and I to the lighthouse at Flamborough. There are a hundred and nineteen steps up to the top. If you looked out of any of the slots in the wall, people and cars looked like dinky toys. It was very interesting. In the evening we went to see Fred Hughes show. I went on the stage with Jack Rowland. He did one or two tricks and then gave me three badges for his club. The whole show was very good and I really enjoyed it.
Tuesday was very wet so Dad suggested that we should go to see the Priory Church. We went up into the tower. First we went up lots of dark steps. The man opened a door and we found ourselves in the bell tower. Then the man let us take turns at ringing the bells. Finally the others reached the top of the tower. I stayed in the clock tower because of the darkness and wind.
On Thursday we went to Sewerby Park and saw some weaver birds. Some raffia was hanging in the cage and they were weaving a nest with it. We also saw a peacock with his tail spread out.
Fairest of scenes the woodland now,
Is decked with green on every bough,.
Gone is the dead, the drab, the grey,
Freshest green, paints pretty May.
The snow and frost have gone away,
The sweet May flowers are fresh and gay,
The Kingcups shine like polished brass,
Young lambs frolic on greenest grass.
The most enjoyable holiday I have ever spent was in Swaledale. There is not any other dale that I know which is quite like Swaledale. It is a narrow valley through which flows the River Swale. The Swale rises high up in the Pennines, near the border of Westmorland. It flows in an easterly direction as far as Richmond where it turns southwards to form the River Ouse. The prettiest part of the dale is from Grinton to the head of the dale where the river is especially beautiful. It is 21 miles or "twenty long miles" from Grinton Bridge to the head of the dale.
It must have seemed a very long way indeed for the bearers in the burial processions of Mediaeval Times, when they carried the dead to the nearest consecrated ground at Grinton. The Corpse Way begins at Keld, then works its way over a hill called Kisdon, to Muker. It then follows the course of the river to Grinton.
Across the valley from Kisdon is Lovely Seat on which lies Summer Lodge Tarn. This remote and desolate stretch of water is a bird sanctuary and a nesting place for black-headed gulls.
There are many other treasures in Swaledale, and I feel that I ought to go back each year, to see the "beautiful dale, home of the Swale."
York Minster is indeed a very impressive and graceful building. It stands, as it has stood for nearly 600 years, towering high above the old historic city. York, to a traveller, who visited it in the 17th. Century, was comparatively new. The old timbered buildings leaning toward each other in the quaint old streets, remind the visitor of life in the Elizabethan-Tudor days. The Minster seems to look on and observe all this. Its huge nobility and grace makes a good example of the mediaeval craftsman's work. Inside, one of the first things that meets the eye, is the "Five Sisters Window" in the North Transept. The window was taken down piece by piece in the last war and put back when the fighting ceased.
The great East Window is also very beautiful. It contains over one million pieces, none being larger than a crown piece. It is the second largest in the world. The Minster has many other examples of mediaeval stained glass. The glass looked ordinarily coloured even when light shone through and was not brought out in crystal shades as many windows are. York Minster is the longest cathedral except for two. These are Winchester and St. Albans. In the crypt which is the oldest part of the cathedral, a hole in the floor reveals a Roman pillar. Altogether York Minster is a very beautiful church and well worthy of the good name it receives.
Dogs like to munch bones,
They bury them too,
If you are a stranger,
They might sniff at you.
They jump up at your hand,
And lick you all over,
Till you throw a stone,
Into the clover.
We were staying at a farm in Anglesey,, and from our bedroom window we could see the Snowdonia Range. We decided to go to the top of Snowdon which is the highest of the many mountains in Wales. To reach North Wales we had to cross the Menai Bridge. This was built by Thomas Telford and opened in 1826. The view from the bridge was very beautiful but the waters were very dangerous because of the currents. After ten minutes we reached the lovely Llanberis Pass where the trees grew down to the water's edge. Soon we arrived at the village of Snowdon which was rather quaint. Here we caught a train that ascended Snowdon. We had a glorious view of the Swallow Falls and the numerous peaks all around us. There are three tiny stations marking quarter, half and three-quarter points. Here were sidings where the ascending and descending trains could pass each other. The engine was painted green and looked rather like the old Puffing Billy: It came from Switzerland. The train went very slowly because of the steep gradient. After about half an hour we reached the Summit where we saw the gloriously shining Lakes, glistening in the sun. It was a beautiful day and many hikers and climbers were sunbathing. It was a lovely day and one we shall never forget.
I would love to travel and see,
The wonderful ruins near Capri,
And to go to beautiful France,
Where the lovely ladies dance.
All the way to the mysterious East,
To see a weird Buddhist priest,
And then to Spain and Italy,
But this will never happen to me,
Spring brings flowers by the score,
Blue-birds singing by the door.
Summer brings the golden sun,
Children now are having fun.
Autumn brings the falling leaves,
Scattering from the chestnut trees.
Winter brings the rain and snow,
Makes our mothers worry so.
Now I've told you all the four,
So let us start again once more.
Once upon a time there was a magic carpet. This carpet was always wanting to go on an adventure and one day it did. You see, it could grant everything you wished.
One day a man came to the house. When he went into the house he sat on the magic carpet and it threw him off.
"Oh" said the man, very much astonished, "I wish that carpet was out of the window, but, as he said it, he sat on the carpet so he went out of the window as well.
The carpet sailed over fields, farms, seasides and country towns. When they landed, they landed in an hotel. The Manager said, "What a fine carpet. I will keep it for myself and you can be my servant." .The Manager kept the carpet and the man was his servant and they all lived happily ever onwards.
Working from the sun outwards, Mercury comes first. It has a diameter of 3,600 miles. One side is always facing the sun and has a temperature of 200° F. The other side is 400° below zero. On the hot side, if an egg was put on a rock it would be fried in 10 seconds. Nothing could live on this planet.
Next comes Venus, which has a diameter of 7,600 miles. It is our nearest neighbour and is sometimes called our twin planet. Dense clouds which cover Venus prevent our learning much about it.
Next comes Earth but we will miss that out because we ought to know about our home planet. After Earth comes Mars which has a diameter of 4,200 miles. It is fairly evident that there is plant life on it because through telescopes we can see great patches of greenish-blue that seem to grow larger at times, turn yellow and then fade. Mars has seasons like we do.
After Mars comes Jupiter which has a diameter of 88,000 miles. It is the largest planet. If you weighed 100 lbs. on Earth, you would weigh 264 lbs. On Jupiter. The temperature is roughly 200° below zero. Jupiter has 12 moons.
Then comes Saturn, the ringed planet. There are three rings which are 10 miles thick. When looked at without a telescope it looks an ordinary, not very bright star, but when looked at through a telescope, it is perhaps the most beautiful sight in the sky. The diameter of Saturn is 72,000 miles. It could not be lived on.
Uranus comes next and has a diameter of 31,000 miles. It takes 84 years to travel round the sun once in its orbit. Ten and three quarter hours is one day there.
Once upon a time there lived a girl whose name was Elizabeth. Although she was very pretty she had to wear spectacles. One day her mother sent her to buy some more spectacles because she had broken her others.
As she was walking down the road, a tumble-down shop suddenly appeared. In the window was a sign that said, “Spectacles for Sale 1/- pair." Elizabeth went into the shop and came out with a pair of spectacles. Then the shop suddenly disappeared and in its place stood a fairy. "My dear," she said in a silvery voice, "those are magic spectacles. All you have to do is to put them on and wish. Then she disappeared.
When Elizabeth got home she put the magic spectacles on and wished for chocolate pudding for dinner. Then she took them off. A purple mist clouded the glasses and a deep voice replied, “Chocolate pudding for dinner," then she knew that what the fairy had said was true. She woke up to find it had only been a dream after all.
I'm fond of foreign stamps,
I have a good collection;.
I look around for swaps,
In more than one direction.
My friend, Stephen and I,
Buy packets every week,
We study very carefully,
For we hope to find a "freak."
My album's filling up,
With stamps of every land;
We keen philatelists,
Are a very happy band.
London is one of the largest and most beautiful cities in the world. Throughout the ages it has been the home of the reigning British Monarch. One of the great trading centres, it is linked to the ports of the world by the River Thames.
Fleet Street is the centre of the newspaper firms, where many newspapers are printed and published.
The city is well provided with parks and gardens, one of the most beautiful sights is that of Kensington Gardens with the Albert Memorial which Queen Victoria had erected to Prince Albert. Round it are carvings of composers, artists and authors. Another statue in Kensington Gardens is that of Peter Pan, taken from the book by James Barrie. St. James' Park with its famous lake is another of the many beautiful parks which can be visited. London is famous for its places of entertainment, for example the Royal Albert Hall where many well-known orchestras play music of all kinds. There are many well-known theatres especially in the West End.
St. Paul's Cathedral which was built by Wren, and the Tower where you may see the Crown Jewels, are fine examples of London's historic buildings. The Houses of Parliament with the famous clock known as Big Ben is probably the most important in that great city which we call London.
2. Crooks Moor.
7. Parsons Cross.
Throughout 1960 several girls in J4 have been busy playing rounders and netball matches, and winning credit to our school. In swimming some girls reach "City Finals Gala."
Last winter the netball girls played quite a few matches with St. Wilfreds and managed to win every match they played. This summer again, Ecclesall School have produced a Girls' Rounders Team. In the district matches with Hunters Bar, St. Silas and Nethergreen, we played each team twice, and finished third.
On June 13th. the Ecclesall Girls' Rounders Team played in a tournament at Abbeydale Grammar School's playing fields. We won the pitch and played Nethergreen the winner of the other pitch. Defeating them, we went on to play in the Semi-Finals against Woodseats School, and we would have won the Brightside cup if Maltby Street School hadn't beaten us in the finals.
Each girl in the team was presented with a "Runners-Up" Certificate.
The game begins, everything's on edge,
To win the game is everyone's Pledge,
The ball is thrown from everywhere,
To someone here, to someone there,
The ball is over, it's the other team's turn,
We get the ball, the other team should learn
Not to throw to someone too small,
Or they'll never ever win at all,
This netball game is very true,
The score is twenty-two, twenty-two.
Now our shooter is in command of the game,
To win, our School would score great fame,
Hip, hip, hurray: the ball is up,
And we have won the silver cup.
The name of cricket probably originated in the late 17th. Century In this period there was only one school which played cricket, the school was the Free School of Guildford. The first eleven a size match was believed to have taken place in Sussex in 1697 but there might have been a match played by two teams of sailors in the year 1676. The first County match was. between London and Kent in 1719.
The earliest known laws of cricket were made in the year 1744 but there was probably another set of laws made earlier in the century. The first revision of the law took place in 1788 but from 1788 quite a few changes were made until a complete change took plane in 1835 when another code of laws was published. In 1834 they were changed again and the next time they were changed was as recently as 1947. The laws that were made in 1947 are the laws which are used today.
Surrey had planned to go to France in 1789 but unfortunately they could not go because the French Revolution had just started. Nearly three-quarters of a century passed before the next England team could fix a tour. In September 1859, twelve cricketers left for a short tour of the United States and Canada under. The captaincy of George Parr. Australia had heard about all these tours and they sent an agent to fix a tour as soon as possible. In 1861-62 the first English team toured Australia.
The football season of 1959-60 was not a very successful one for our own school team. We played a total of seven school matches and only won two of them.
The following are boys who appeared for the school team last season:–
During the season, the teams we played were, St. Wilfreds, Woodseats, Hunters Bar, Annes Road and Carterknowle. During these matches we scored six goals and had ten scored against us.
The cricket team however, are fairing better, as at the time of writing, the team has only lost one match out of four. In the first match of the season we beat Woodseats at Bents Green, the second match we tied with St. Wilfreds, the third we again beat Woodseats, and the last we lost to Carterknowle.
Several of our boys entered for the District Swimming Gala. Four of them reached Final events after swimming their heats. The Junior Squadron also reached the Final. Peter Booth took first place in the Final of the Junior Breast Stroke Championship and is through to the City Final which is to be swum on Tuesday 19th. July. We wish him all the best.
Our district consisted of three other teams, St. Silas, Hunters Bar and Nether Green. We were successful in winning all our games except the, two against Nether Green. Like us, their team mainly consisted of Junior 3 boys, and so we hope to meet again next year.
We were captained well by David Lee who is an outstanding backstop and batsman. The rest of the team are:–
We had two enjoyable friendly matches against Carterknowle and St. Wilfreds. Our thanks go to the valuable practice we had against the 2nd. team boys which helped us with our victories.
My rose is as red as can be,
It grows in the garden on the rose tree,
When it is night time it goes to sleep,
Then in the morning, up it will peep.
Ann Sergeantson. 2nd. Year.
Bobby is my little bird,
I've never heard him say a word,
Although I've tried to make him talk,
All he does is fly and walk.
Janet Hill. 2nd. Year.
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