FOR YOUNG FOLKS.

Hauraki Plains Gazette, Volume XXXIII, Issue 4393, 22 March 1922, Page 1

FOR YOUNG FOLKS.

WEIRD WISDOM. There was a funny teacher man, As wise as he could be; His name was Solon Solomon Methuselah McGee. He had a class of animals, He stood them in a row, And to each one he daily taught Just what he ought to know. He taught the cheetah not to cheat, The lion not to lie ; Tee gadfly not to gad so much), The spider not to spy. He taught the jellyfish to jell, The adders to add right, Taught centipedes to earn a cent, And sunfish to shine bright. Ah'! yes, he was a worthy man, The animals avow That had it not been for his school They’d all be dunces now! A NEW GAME. The “Hobp to Hoop" is an original new game which will delight the majority of little folk. Four children take part. Four wooden toy hoops, the largest size obtainable, are used. Each one of these is fastened to the ground with two wire arches similar to croquet hoops. The arches are driven in deep to keep the hoops firm and steady. Set the hoops two yards apart, forming a sort of open tunnel. A red-painted stake is driven into the ground at each end, at a distance of two yards from the hoop. These are the starting points at either , end. A “starter” and “helper” stand at each stake. A red-painted hoop, two sizes smaller than those used for the tunnel, is used for rolling, with or without a stick. The starter sends the hoop off rolling through the tunnel, where it is caught and rolled back by the starter at. the other end. This does on until someone cannot do it. The hoop is then caught and claimed by the helper on the losing side, who rolls it back to the other helper partner. THE FINISHING TOUCH. " It was not a very pleasant face that Walter brought when he came to father for the finishing touches to his dress. “There, everything is on now!” shouted Walter. “Why, no, son, ’’said (father, soberly ; “You haven’t put everything on yet.” Walter carefully inspected his clothes, from the tips of his small -toes .to the broad collar about his neck. He Could find nothing wanting. “You haven’t put your, smile on yet,” said, father, with the t)iny wrinkles beginning' to creep about 'his own eyes, “Put it on, Walter, and I’ll button it up for you.” And Walter began then and there to put it on. And now he never really calls himself dressed for the day until he has put on a sunny face. Have any of your, smiles been forgotten in the morning “getting ready ?” If so, no amount of fresh collars and new neckties and gay hair ribbons can ever take their place. The only really safe way is to put the. smile on the very first thing.