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Dominion, Volume 28, Issue 92, 12 January 1935, Page 23

Dear Members of the League, —-

Have you ever pretended the world was upside down? Lying on your back and looking up into the blue of a clcai day is like'looking down on a land of pearlincss set in the sky instead of the sea. If you look hard and long enough the picture will come, just as it docs when you gaze into the glowing coals of winter-night fires, only it’s ever so much bigger, as there’s so much more space. I saw wonderful places up there while I was sun-bathing on a lawn this week, and I looked for so long that I really began to feel like, I think, a fly on a ceiling must—only more comfortable, I’m sure! And then I turned over and watched another world —the world of the insects. Within about a square foot of ground I saw dozens of the tiniest insects imaginable —all hurrying, scurrying so that I know their business must have been tremendously important. Backwards and forwards over a stretch of very dried-up ground, stopping to have a chat on the way, it seemed, and then scuttling off again through the yellow blades of grass, whicli, to them, I think, must be like the bush bracken is to us, or the tall flax that grows round a swamp. I looked for fat, zvriggling worms, but of course there were none—they only come up after the ram. And oh, I saw an ant hill, too, a very small one —bitt aren’t they fascinating to watch? I think ant's must all wear serious expressions—they always look so very intent on their work. Work—that reminds me of other things. I know you must all still be enjoying days of fun-by-the-sea and romp-in-the-country, for it’s several weeks yet till school begins. But last week many of you mentioned start-of-school in your letters, and so I know everyone is looking forward tremendously to new classes and netv lessons. No—you can’t deny it, because it is a thrill, isn’t it? Anything new is exciting, even the smallest thing, and so the thought of a nezv school year, with everything about it new as well, must awaken excited anticipation. The mail bag was much bigger this zvcck —lovely fat, knobby-looking envelopes, some of them filled with four, five and even six folded pieces of paper—drawings, stories, verse — exciting! Bui still there’s room for more you know, especially drawings. And this zvcck, dear people, it’s really farczvcll-for-a-wholc-year, and lov,c-to-you-all, from COUSIN LINDY.