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Although her parents came from a town near Hamburg, Germany, she was born and raised in Prince George, B.C. Her first ambition was to be a ballet dancer and to this end she took six years of training. However, while mosphere in which all the players will enjoy par- Heipatin on the team. Mr. McCune has high hopes for the team, provided they are eager ta participate and illing to put cut the needed effort. He wishes all the members of the team the best of luck in their games to come. teacher she was at Simon Fraser University she decided she wanted to be a French teacher. Miss Nielsen is interested in and participates in a large amount of activities which are very well suited to this area. In the sports realm she is interested in long distance running, skiing, swimming, skating and sailing. Moreover, she doesn’t mind the snow and rain which we get soc much of in Cathey She also enjoys playing the piano o which she has ined four years of lessons. Miss Nielsen has also travelled uite a bit, having been to ermany, France, Den- mark and Hawaii. Christmas Dance ‘ by Rick Sharples . (grade 8) The Christmas Dance on December 10 was very successful. There was a fairly large turnout and lots of fun for all. The highlight of the evening was the visit from Santa Claus, As well as , giving gifts to a few of the students, Sante read letters that were written to him by the students of Skeena. The music provided by the band, ‘Rasputin’, wag thoroughly enjoyed by everyone. The students of Skeena hope that the dances to come will be as successful as the dances that have already been held. A single candle By Rachel LeFranc The candie in the darkness : Gives light that the people saw, With its radiant glowing brightness Put all the world in awe. : This candle is the symbol Of forgiveness of our own; — it shows the glorious tidings Which the world still hopes to win. This candle hotds the future: Of generation: still to come; it tells the story of love and peace And the world again as one. . Lance Henderson in forecourt. ‘ wee , Straight from Skeena | iA. SHORT STORY by Rachel LeFranc “Sure is a nice day for skling,” said Terry. “Yeh, but it looks overcast, I hope we can make it there and back before a storm starts,” replied Jamie, pulting an end to all conversation. Both of them were cot- centrating on keeping their skiis on the barely visible trail they were following. Yesterday they had dediced ongoing up the rather steep, snowy mountain trail for a hike. Today they weren't too sure. The once clear sky was becoming full of black stormy clouds daring them to goup the mountain. Jamie and Terry were ood friends. They both iked all sports. Their favorite was cross country skiing. “Let'sstop here fora rest,” said Jamie, ‘we've been skiing for two hours now.” “Okay,” Terry an- swered. They: stopped and sat down in the fluffy, powderlike snow. Terry suddenly ex- claimed, ‘Hey it’s snowing, I hope ‘it doesn’t snow harder than this.” “Me too,” said Jamie. Everything was quiet after that. The only sounds were the soft winds carressing the cheeks of the two boys sitting in the snow. That's when it happened. The gentle wind turned into a strong, cold, gusty wind, whipping the bodies of Jamie and Terry as_ if saying, ‘'Go home.” The light snow grew thicker until it was almost impossible to see anything. Still they kept going, getting exhausted and cold. The skiis were getting heavy on their feet until they could barely move their feet. Then a miracle appeared before their eyes. A tra r's cabin. It probably do’t been used for a long - time, and the wood looked almostraotten, however, this __, rustic, old cabin was all they “wanted or naeded to’escape the fierce wind. ' The sight of the cabin was all they needed to refresh: their minds and bodies. They moved quickly to the cabin. Inside the cabin it was ., Warmer because the wind . couldn’t get at them. The cabin itself was dark and dank, reeking of bad odours. A “I'll start a fire and you can roll out the sleeping bags, okay,” said Terry. Yeh, okay,’ replied Jamie. Terry took some of the wood that was chopped against the wall of the cabin. He soon had a blazing fire in the middle of the hard ground floor. The days dragged on and the blizzard kept on stor- ming. “When is this wretched storm going to let up,” shouted Terry, ‘‘at this rate it will never stop.” Jamie was silent for awhile then he said, “It's your turn to cook.” ‘Oh shut up,” yelled Terry, “it’s your turn.” “It’s yours.” Jamie replied calmly. . Terry kicked over the pan that was sitting in the ash in the dead fire and said, “We've had so many fights it’s stupid, and they're all your fault too.” With that Jamie flared, “It’s your fault and if you don't like it here, why don’t you leave?” “I'm going to do that,” replied Terry. ‘‘Good,” Jamie said. Terry stormed out of the cabin yelling at Jamie all the way. “Come back, Terry,’ Jamie yelled, ‘You haven't got any supplies or skiis. Terry couldn't hear Jamie and if he could he would have ignored him anyway. Jamie knew it was useless so he went back into the cabin feeling guilty. Jamie slammed door hard behind him and threw: his coat across the room, “The fool, he hasn't got a chan- ce, He threw some wood in the fire and picked up the dented pot Terry had kicked. a “He'll come back, just wait an hour or so and he'll cool off and come back,” The thought of Terry outside, freezing and staggering through snow up to his waist overcame hi remembered the time he had hit the baseball through the neighbour’s window and Terry told them he did it. “It’s his fault though. I didn’t make him leave, he left himself," Jamie said, rationalizing Terry's leaving. That made Jamie feel better. He went over to the - the snow with ba: _ The Blizzard fire and made himself something to eat. The night was a restless, sleepless -night for Jamie. He could hear the winds whistle through the trees and the wolves howling. He could imagine Terry out- side, still trampin ough ly enough energy to lift his own feet, tripping over anything that was in his way. Jamie felt involuntary tears streaming down his face. He brushed them away quickly and shut his eyes trying to take the vision of Terry away from his mind. “Tomorrow I'll fc Terry. He's not on his be easy to catch up to him,” he thought. The next morning Jamie got ready to go. He waxed 3 skiig and emptied the contents of Terry's pack into a Jamie opened the door to get the ski poles and a gusty, reezing wind blew in a pile of snow, He needed his full weight to shut the door again. By the time he was ready toga the wind had died down a bit. The skis skimmed down the mountain quite easily. The dusk allowed _him to see the moon peeking through the clouds and he could still hear the wolves in the distance. The snow was perfect for skiing. If he and ‘erry were at home, the would be having snowball fights with the other boys. Terry, oh yes, he'd better speed up. At this speed he’d never catch up to Terry. He could see something in the re in the step y ng down. He s down to where it was. Oh God, it was Terry, covered with snow, frozen solid. The sight horrified Jamie. No, it couldn't be. It had to be a log. He went faster than ever, determined ta get to town. He didn’t see a boulder in his path and crashed right iS him. !into it: The i . ‘Terry was his friend. Jamie e impact broke “ ski and his ankle hurt as if it were sprained. The broken ski would support him from sinking too deep in the snow so he left on it. Everything was going wrong. Even the wind was getting stronger and the snow was getting thicker. He used the broken ski to push himself along and put most of his weight on his - Richard Kolner posts latest pictures done by Photo Club, showing what is happening on the “Skeena Scene’’. art oc aye First place girls’ singles: Janet Parry reaches for a lowane. “a cae ‘ iis so it'll ’ and found himself growin, unhurt aniile so he could go faster. The wind was trying to push him back and was blowing snow down his coat and into his gloves, The scarf he was wearing now seemed flimsy. He had it wound around his neck and the bottom part of his face. And to make matters worse, his hat blew off. He wrapped his scarf around his ears so they wouldn’t.freeze. He felt his fingertips start tingling and growing numb so he took his gloves off and rubbed his hands together hard trying to build up circulation. It didn’t help though. He felt his ears, cheeks and toes grow numb tired. He fell to the groun exhausted. Getting up again, he stumbled.a few more yards. He lay there in the snow, too tired to move, sobbing. The blizzard was stil going, getting stronger and stronger, holding him down and Jamie could almost hear the wind gaying, “I've won,” over and over. He felt a warm sensation going down his spine and felt more comfortable. He knew this meant he was getting closer to freezing to death. | ; “Terry and I are both going to die the same way," thought Jamie. “They'll find our ies in the spring, aw may 3 The thoughts were getting i ; harder to think, his min was slowing down. He heard some voices in the distance coming toward him. He heard the swish of skis not too far away from him. “Come on Jamie, lift -your arm up so they can see you,” he thought, knowing this was his only chance for survival. He struggled to lift his arm but he couldn’t. “Help,” he managed to whisper through his dry, cracked lips. The skiers were coming nearer. : “Did . -you something?” a boyish voice calied out. . “No, only the wind," replied another boy, “hurry up, you know we have to be there in half an hour. All was silent."The moon and the stars were coming out to witness the body of a boy, slowly being covered with snow on the merciless mountainside. * hear’ - -is their f - Badminton © r - by Karen Timmerman and Rachel LeFranc Mr. R. Walker sponsors Skeena’s successful bad- minton team. Mr. R. Koven and Mrs. Pat Kenney assist in the coaching of the team. Badminton began in Oc- tober and will continue until the end of June. The team began with gocd - spirit and enthusiastic | ayers. Their coaches are pleased with their success in their games already played. Their main tournament was held in Prince Rupert on December 4 where the.girls’ team made an outstanding performance. Girla Singles: First - Janet Parry, Second - Gaye Kawinsky. Girls Doubles; First - Gaye Kawinsky, Shirley Lagear, Second - Janet Parry, Julia Skarra. The boys were just as successful. Boys Double: Second - Jimmy Chow and Lance Henderson. Mixed Doubles: First - Jimmy Chow and Gaye Kawinsky. Second - Lance Henderson and - Shirley Taylor. Mr. Walker ‘thinks that ~ their team stands a good chance in placing a spot in the Northern Winter Games which are to be held in February 1977 in Dawson Creek. aN. Doubles team of Lance Henderson and Jimmy Chow, placed second in recent Prince Rupert playday.. Photography Club by Brenda. Barber. ote Grade. 6: aes ‘this year is being sponsored by Mr. R. Walker and Mr. G. McFebridge. Although this ithe Photography Club, with the Photogra ub, they both have ome eXx- “perience in this field. They are attempting to show those students: who are interested in photography how to take pictures that say something and how to Students learn basic darkroom techniques as well as picture t sking. \ The. Photography Club ~ develop black and white film and prints. ae The Photography Club provides a wide ranging service to the school: This club provides much needed ictures to the school year k, the school.newspaper, and a bulletin board referred to as the Skeena Scene. The purpose ‘of the club is to show the students and the public what is happening at Skeena Jr. Secondary School. ;