Word: schoolyard
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...last week's show there was contemporary regionalism, fantasy, plain reporting. One report with gently humorous overtones was 37-year-old Jean-Charles Faucher's Cour d'Ecole (Schoolyard), an action-crowded view of French Canadian boys at play (see cut), in which the figures resembled waves of water bugs contending for three black beans-their footballs...
...fellow prisoners-Poles, Frenchmen, a few Englishwomen and some British sailors-she was a source of fascination. She never took her Army bonnet off in public. In the thrice-daily exercise periods (two hours in the morning, four in the afternoon, one after supper) she strode determinedly around the schoolyard, her secretary always three paces behind. The secretary would advance to her superior's side only on a curt signal, when Colonel Booth had an idea she wanted to discuss. On one hot day, when the SS men gave the internees permission to put on their lightest clothing, Colonel...
...woman wearing slacks ran out of a door and waved her arms. Four station wagons, three trucks and the one ambulance dashed out of the schoolyard and down the street. She went back in. In about five minutes she came out again, waved her arms, and more waiting vehicles drove off in the opposite direction. After a short time they all came back. These operations were repeated several times very smoothly until a big dog came along. The dog ran in front of the stray ambulance and began to bark. The woman in slacks called other women in slacks...
About half an hour later more or less, some of the men with bandages on their arms persuaded the dog to stop barking. And they helped him into a nearby shelter. After that, there were no further delays, except when the ambulance almost got stuck on the schoolyard fence and one of the cars stalled...
When all the cars had made several trips in and out of the schoolyard, and the woman in slack became accustomed to running in and out the door and the men with bandages had got used to walking up and down, and the big dog didn't come back any more, everyone began to enjoy his job. The drivers enjoyed letting their motors run and disregarding traffic lights. The faces of the men with the bandages on their arms lost their strained looks, after they had walked off their Sunday dinners. Nor did they look so sheepish when they...