London Normal School - Spectrum Yearbook (London, Ontario Canada)

Text from Pages 1 - 68 of the 1951 volume:

1951 Photo by Alex MacTavish LONDON NORMAL SCHOOL LONDON, ONTARIO -The Spectrum Dedication 3 Yearbook Staff 4 Acknowledgments 5 A Message from the Minister of Education 6 A Message from Mr. Biehl 7 Faculty 8 A Message from the School President 13 Editorial 14 Graduates 15 Literary Section 33 Remember? 39 Social Activities 40 Athletic Activities ,.46 Hamilton, Here We Come! 51 Toronto Escapade 53 Hamilton Comes to London 54 Greetings and Farewell 54 Student Parliament 55 Literary Executive 55 Interest Groups 56 Face-lifting 57 Arbor Day 59 Class News: Forms I and III 61 Forms II and VI :.. 62 Forms IV and V 64 The Spectrum ' Dedication To the Masters and Instructors who have made this year enjoyable as well as profitable, The students of London Normal School Respectfully dedicate The Spectrum, 1951. We need great hearts to make great schools, W ho speak the truth with voice and pen, Not doubting cynics, shouting fools, But noble women and clean nu n. We must have teachers who will teach, But law and justice, right, not rules. However high our roofs may reach We need great souls to make great schools. — From To Make Great Schools by Douglas Malloch. -The Spectrum Front Row: Executive — Beverley Draper, Advertising Secretary; Doug Banks, Business Manager; Judy DeLaurier, Editor; EbERLE Golohawk, Advertising Manager. Back Mr. Hyde, Advisor; Al French, Form II; Terry I.angley, Form III; Jean Riggs, Form Y; Archie Blandford, Form I; John McKeown, Form IV. Absent: Agnes Wright, Form VI. Editor Judy DeLaurier Business Manager Doug Banks Advertising Manager Eberle Goldhawk Advertising Secretary Beverley Draper Advisory Editor Mr. Hyde Form I Archie Blandford Form II Albert French Form III Terry Langley Form IV John McKeown Form V Jean Riggs Form VI Agnes Wright The Spectrum- The yearbook which you now hold in your hand is the result of the patient effort of many students other than those on the yearbook staff. The yearbook Executive is grateful for the co-operation of all who helped us to compile the yearbook by contributing articles and pictures. Special thanks go to Betty Deschamps and Fred Collins, both of form II, who were a light in the time of darkness as far as the yearbook is concerned. Betty willingly devoted part of her Easter vacation to writing several badly-needed last minute articles for the Student Activities section. Fred was always ready to present us with lively articles for the sports section on a moment ' s notice, and his gay sketches will be enjoyed by all who read the yearbook. We arc- indebted also to Catherine Patterson, Agnes Mellon, Gloria Cross, Pat Williams, Joanne Bain, Virginia W ebster, Gale Jagoe, Fred Phillips and Martin Johnston for articles written. The yearbook would be bare indeed without the contributions of these energetic ink-slingers. John Martin, Marjorie Dawson and Don Cummings helped out with snapshots for our Candid page. To Don Cummings also goes deep gratitude for his patient efforts in taking team and group pictures during the last very busy week before we were scheduled to go to press. Our thanks to all ! Last but not least, we mention our advisor, Mr. Hyde. The yearbook could hardly have eome into being without Mr. Hyde ' s timely advice and guidance. JUDY DeLAURIER, Editor. The University of Western Ontario LONDON. CANADA SUMMER SCHOOL July 2nd to Augusl 1 1th, 1951 1. Courses for the Permanent First Class Certificate and for the General B.A. Degree. 2. Subjects for the B.A. Course for Teachers of Elementary Schools for which credit will be allowed for many of the special summer courses offered by the Department of Education. 3. Special courses in ART, ATHLETIC COACHING, INDIAN ARCHAEOLOGY, PHYSICAL EDUCATION, RELIGION, THEATRE ARTS, etc. EXTENSION CLASSES From October to April Regular classes in University subjects are maintained in numerous centres throughout Northern, Central and Western Ontario. These meet in the evenings or on Saturdays to serve the needs of teachers, enabling them to obtain Permanent First Class Certificates or to proceed to degrees while continuing to earn. Write to the Extension Department in September for a list of centres and courses CORRESPONDENCE DIVISION From September to April This offers an excellent opportunity to those persons remote from the University or Extension Department Centres to acquire standing in certain subjects. These subjects count toward the Permanent First Class Certificate or degrees. The material has been specially organized for correspondence purposes and the subjects offered are English, Economics, Geography, History, French, German, Latin, Spanish and Philosophy. For further information write to THE DIRECTOR OF SUMMER SCHOOL AND EXTENSION DEPARTMENT The Spectrum You who are graduating from the Normal School to take up duties in the classrooms of Ontario, do so at a notable time, for never has the prestige of the teaching profession been higher than it is to-day. Underlying this improved status is a keen sense, on the part of the public, of the teacher ' s increasing responsibility. No longer is the teacher regarded as a mere middleman purveying a uniform course of study to a so-called average pupil. Child study has banished that concept forever. Curriculum and method must be adapted to individual boys and girls, and to individual communities. It is the teacher who must do this adapting. For that reason the teachers of the Province are now being asked to take part in curriculum building on a local basis. The invitation reflects the faith of the public in the men and women who instruct our children. I am confident that you will justify that faith, and that you will take an active in- terest in the work of the curriculum committees in your district. My heartiest good wishes for success and happiness follow you as you enter your chosen profession. DANA PORTER. The Spectrum At one place in his journeys Saint Paul was confronted with the chief captain of a Roman garrison. Of his own Roman citizenship the captain spoke to Paul in these words: With a great sum obtained I this freedom. You are beginning to teach at a time when there is more freedom than ever before in your job. You are free to choose where you work, at what you work, and in large measure the rewards of your work. You will have much to do with deciding the means of your work — the courses which you will teach — and the ends towards which you work. You will have less and less direc- tion from above. More than ever before the personal growth of the children entrusted to you will depend upon you. Teachers are advancing fast towards professional freedom. But never forget that all freedom must be paid for. The price of your freedom is to show that you deserve that freedom. Are you willing to pay its price of increased responsibility? In these iron times the public at large must make many sacrifices to preserve their Canadian way of life. If we teachers are also to ask them to pay more and more money for education, it is only right that citizens will come more and more to ask what they are getting for their money. Are you ready to answer that question? . . . . Ready to answer it in terms of the growth which you have effected in their children? .... Ready to show through your work that money spent on schools may have even more to do with preserving our kind of liberties than money spent on guns? .... Ready to face the inspection of those who inevitably will compare the product of our schools with that kind of soulless and dreadful effi- ciency which comes from totalitarian education? During the next few years our Canadian schools are going to have to answer questions like these. In the work which you have chosen you are freer than ever before to make your own des- tiny. Remember that all freedom must be bought with a great sum. F. C. BIEHL The Spectrum There are many good teachers, many efficient practitioners of the science of teaching:. There are few great teachers, nor will there ever be too many of them. For a great teacher is more than an educational scientist. He is an artist in people. A great teacher gives his students more than knowledge. He gives them knowledge transmuted by his own rich personality into something more precious — into wisdom and understanding. Mr. Roberts has been teaching at London Normal School since 1940. In those ten years upwards of fifteen hundred students have sat in his classes. Few of them will ever forget him. For Mr. Roberts is a great personality, a teacher to whom his work is a creative art. Mr. Roberts is an acknowledged authority in his fields of the teaching of mathematics and. health. He is the author of texts in both fields. He has taken graduate work in four univer- sities. He was a pioneer advocate of the principle that it is even more important to provide healthful living for children ' s minds than for their bodies. He serves on important international committees which deal with school health. Besides this mastery of his own fields, Mr. Roberts has brought a wide cultural background to his work. He did pioneer work again in bringing musicians of world renown to smaller Can- adian cities. He is still very active in the Little Theatre movement. In the course of his full life Mr. Roberts has known as personal friends many of the great names in the arts. Mr. Roberts has given much of his time to bettering the lot of two kinds of children — those who are handicapped by cerebral palsy, and those who too often are ignored in our schools because of their exceptional intelligence. Mr. Roberts has decided to leave us this year at the height of his powers. All of us — his colleagues as well as his students — will miss him. We shall not soon forget his incisive mind, his wide store of experience, his trenchant wit, nor his genuine enthusiasm for people. Although he has left teacher-training, we know that Mr. Roberts will continue to contribute much to making this a better world for children. F. C. BIFHL. 8 9 10 The Spectrum E. GRACE CONOVER, B.S.. M.A., Homo Economics, Health. w. you men should know . . . DOROTHY EMERY. A.O.C.A., Art, Writing. ' .7( .s7 look at Ihr texture! I R. McILROY, A.T.C.M., Music. ' Do you think we have lime for one more song, Mr. Biehir 11 The Spectrum LOUISE MOISLEY, B.A. Library Science. Did you look in the Index } WINN1FRED R. PRENDERGAST, Physical Education. What was your aim in leaching (hat game? FRANK G. WALKER, Crafts. What can I do for you. dotlerV The Spectrum Dear Yearmates: As we come to the end of our course, we look back over our year together at London Normal School and ask ourselves, Was it a good year? In all cases I ' m sure the answer is an emphatic Yes . That answer would probably have been different had we asked the same question several days after we arrived at our new home last September. Many did not unpack their luggage as quickly as they thought they would! But we slowly changed our minds as we lost our shyness. From that first Hello to an equally homesick classmate, we began to forget that we were away from home. With parties, dances, athletic competitions and Literary meetings, we stuck it out and began to enjoy ourselves. Enjoy ourselves? No, maybe we were being led astray. Those first observations and lesson assignments were anything but enjoyable! What horrible things they seemed to be. But compared with those which were to come, they were a picnic! To get back to the subject of good things, who would have missed playing basketball, volleyball, and baseball; the trips to Hamilton, Toronto and Guelph; working on the Yearbook; the monthly parties, the School Management lectures and the Literary programmes? These are just a few of the more pleasant advantages that only London Normal School could have shown us. While in this pleasant atmosphere, we also attained our main objective. We learned attitudes , modern methods of teaching, pedagogy, skills — and in addition, many things we should have learned before coming to Normal School. With a mixture of all these, we are now ready to take our place in the teaching profession. As we go to our respective schools, whether they be one-room schools on a lonely country road, or a modern building in the city, let us re- member the words we now sing: Toast our Alma Mater: Don ' t forget her rule. Nor the busy happy year At London Normal School. Yours respectfully, ROBERT C. McINTOSH, President Student Parliament 13 The Spectrum £cUto ial September, 1950, was the beginning of a new phase of life for all of us. We sat in assembly that first day, feeling strange and shy — a varied collection of young people from all parts of the province, representing many different levels of education, and a wide variety of backgrounds. Yet for all our differences, we had one thing in common: our objective. Complete strangers to one another, we kept our eyes on the row of Masters on the platform, the Masters whose purpose it was to help us to realize our ambition. In the space of nine short months, they were to try to blend us into a class of efficient teachers, ready to do our share in the education of Canada ' s young people. This was to be no easy task. Most of us were high school graduates with all the character- istics of bobby-soxers. A few of us came from Ontario ' s colleges, brimming with memories of college songs, football games, classroom lectures, and all the other highlights of college life. Our instructors were to teach us to view school life from a different perspective — the other side of the desk. Now, at the end of the year, as we compare ourselves with the gathering in the assembly on that first September day, we realize that we are beginning to change. Our own school days are becoming farther away. We are beginning to look at school from the teacher ' s point of view. We are no longer teen-agers, Arts men or co-eds, but members of a respected and honoured profession. Our year at Normal School has taught us our purpose. Our future is more than a career. At least eight thousand children in Ontario will be deeply influenced each year by the Class of ' 51. We must be prepared to teach more than the three R ' s; we shall need to teach also the three H ' s, the head, the hand and the heart, fitting the children in our care to make a success of their own individual lives by recognizing and making use of their own potentialities, and by making good citizens. We may never experience the thrill of having a future Newton or Milton among our pupils, but we shall have every year a group of children who need the guidance of a mature mind to help to establish themselves in our complex civilization. Our responsibility is a heavy one. How can we face the future with confidence of success? How can we prepare ourselves for the work that lies ahead? Has our brief experience at Normal School been sufficient to qualify us to help in the development of the characters of tomorrow ' s men and women? We would be foolish if we were to think for a moment that some magic wand touched us during our nine months here, transforming us from self-centered teen-agers into wise and under- standing teachers. No — if we are to be successful in the profession we have chosen, we must realize that our education is far from complete; indeed it has hardly begun. Our pupils are in constant contact with us for a large part of their waking hours during the eight most impression- able years of their lives. They cannot help but be influenced by our personality, our character. We must advance a long way before we can call ourselves good teachers. We must add depth to our own minds by constant striving for new learning, obtaining at least a working knowledge in the field of the Arts, the Sciences, and Philosophy. We must develop a keen sense of observance of the happenings in the world around us. In addition to skill in teaching methods, we must aim for infinite patience, tact and good humour. These are the requirements of a good teacher. Education is more than a succession of lessons, both for us and our pupils; it is the develop- ment of the mind. When education ceases, the mind stops growing, and rigor mortis sets in. Perhaps a teacher, more than anyone else, should realize this. Wherever we go, whether we teach for a lifetime or for only a few years, time will impress upon us repeatedly the motto of the Normal Schools: ■ Docendo Discimus We learn by teaching. GEORGE G. ABELL 238 Harkness Street Sarnia He shoots! He scores! FREDERICK A. ALDRED Box 154 Glencoe Your attention, please. JOANNA M. ANDERSON R.R. 7 Parkhill Tall, dark and from Parkhill. JOYCE E. ARTHUR R.R. 2 Otterville The girl with the basketball air. JOAN D. BAILLIE Cargill Hardworking, earnest student. JOANNE E. BAIN Box 227 Thamesville Popular and good worker. DOUGLAS R. BARBER Alvinston I don ' t understand, Mr. Hyde. RICHARD D. ACTON 729 Talfourd Street Sarnia ' Come on — let ' s give out school spirit. DONALD G. AMES R.R. 4 South Woodslee A real artist. BETH ARISS 573 Campbell Avenue Windsor It couldn ' t matter less. ' JOHN C. AYEARST 28 William Street St. Thomas The weak-end kid. LORNA A. BAIGENT R.R. 3 Ingersoll Out of an orange-coloured sky. DOUGLAS R. BANKS 941 Dufferin Avenue London I beg to disagree. ERANCES E. BARKLEY 645 Grosvenor Street London ' Look out Sarnia — here I come. BEATRICE K. BEATTIE R.R. 1 Wilton Grove One of our quieter members. AUDREY BECKER Greenock Talkative, artistic, clever with her hands. MARGARET J. BECKER Dashwood From the home of the Dashwood sausage. MARGARET BLAIR 2240 Parkwood Avenue Windsor Mr. Roberts, I .... ANNA BRAUN 19 Elliot Street Leamington A good hard worker. AGNES M. BREEN R.R. 1 Fingal Thanks, Aggie. BARBARA J. A. BROWN 91 Windsor Avenue London What ' s a bare subject? MARY L. BROWN R.R. 1 Chatham Though small as a mouse, she wil never run from house to house. MARY E. BELL 613 S. Norah Street Fort William A gal from Fort William who made a wise choice. ARCHIE BLANDFORD 1190 Richmond Street London ' Anybody like a ride? BARBARA BRAZILL 51 Oakwood Avenue Toronto ' Here I come, Forest Hill! BARBARA J. BROOKS 278 Dundas Street Woodstock Is she ever sharp! DONNA M. BROOKS Springfield Quiet and conservative. CARL BUTCHER Drum bo ' You cannot correlate English and Composition. DAWN A CLAIRE BUTLER Crediton ( iee, it must be nice to have all A ' s. JEAN CAMPBELL Port Elgin I won ' t be teaching long. MARIE C. CAMPBELL 155 Watson Street Sarnia Must be nice to have a permanent job. MARJORIE CHAMBERS R.R. 1 Langton An industrious gal who enjoys her work. BEVERLEY CLARKE 949 Dame Street London Everybody is welcome at our house. LAURA COLE R.R. 4 Thamesford Cheerful little earful. MARJORIE COOK R.R. 2 St. Thomas Form IPs bundle of joy. WILLIAM T. BYNG 1057 Lincoln Road Windsor Thanks for the lift, Bill. ' JANE L. CAMPBELL R.R. 4 Iona Station See you up north! JOYCE D. CHAMBERS R.R. 2 Crediton The nightingale of Form I. JEANNE CLARK 194 McEwan Avenue Windsor ' Tonight, in the Common Room, there will be a dance. WESLEY J. CLOW Box 273 Blenheim Why so glum, chum? FRED J. COLLINS 957 Campbell Avenue Windsor Everybody ' s friend, his talents have no end. CATHERINE COWAN 1018 Frances Street London Cutie Cowan. JAMES A. CRAWFORD Argyle Road Sub. 18, London Poppa twice, teacher nice. JOAN CRICH 42 Logan Avenue London A triple threat — Joan, Mr. Walker and English ' 38. DONALD W. CUM MING 427 Dufferin Avenue London It seems to need more light about here. SONJA J. DAHM 3872 Connaught Road Windsor ' Oh, I just got back from Windsor. ' MARY LOUISE DAWSON R.R. 2 Blenheim Three years is a long time, Lou. ELSIE MARY CRAIG 192 Richmond Street Chatham Keyboard queen in the making. GLORIA J. CROSS 524 Pitt Street. W., Apt. 207 Windsor Globe trotter — Dorchester and basketball. DONALD L. CURRIE 177 Broadway Street Tillsonburg Here he is — the singing troubadour MARJORIE E. DAWSON R.R. 1 Blenheim Is HE coming this weekend? JUDITH S. DcLAURIER 540 Sunset Avenue Windsor Hide those horns, angel-face. BETTY A. DESCHAMPS 232 Charl Street Windsor Writer, Producer, Director — our Literary genius. NATHLEY M. DOWLING R.R. 7 Alvinston Mixmaster and teacher — a career. SHANNO C. DEW AR 111 Selkirk Street Chatham All this and talent too! BEYERLEY H. DRAPER 157 Fifth Avenue St. Thomas A cute little package. ANNA DURLKY 799 E. Confederation Street Sarnia Has! VERNON L. DU VAL 425 Elizabeth Street London Words, words! Couldn ' t do without him. JOHN EPPEL R.R. 1 Court land ' Are vou nervous before a lesson? ' CATHERINE E. FINGLAND Clinton Bubbling laughter and fun. f m f 17 LOIS DURLEY 799 E. Confederation St. Sarnia Hasn ' t! EDWIN G. DYCK 30 Ontario Street Leamington ' In my experience in the schools . . DONALD E. FEAVER 228 Central Avenue London May I autograph your cast? DONNA M. FITZSIMONS 472 Patricia Road Windsor But I am hurrying! BETTY W. FLEMING R.R. 1 Rodney Silence brings thoughts. ELIZABETH M. FOWLER 10 Drake Blvd. London ' I don ' t want to go to Mr. Bridges! BETTY FRIEDRICK R.R. 2 Rodney A small bundle of vitality. ' . K ' M Hkfe toS r ' ft % L 4 } 1 MARY LOU FORD Garfield Avenue Petrolia A smooth package of personality. ALBERT E. FRENCH 84 Barker Street London Blond Bombshell. PAMELA GATFIELD 3770 Sandwich St. W. Windsor Petite, but dangerous — with a basketball. DAWN GILLESPIE 212 Felix Street Sarnia Form II ' s propaganda minister- we love her too. DONNA GORDON 138 Balaclava Street St. Thomas ' Are those spots freckles or measles? ' DONNA GRAY 82 Tecumseh Avenue London A sure shot for baskets — and friends! GORDON GRICE Morand Street Roseland Watch out, Bob Hope! HERBERT J. HALE Box 39 Dorchester This is my theory concerning antidiestablishmentarianism. JACOB HAMM R.R. 1 Kingsville Mr. Music around our Normal. JOAN HARRISON 2211 Turner Road Windsor A quieting influence in her calm, pleasant way. G. F. EBERLE GOLDHAWK Ridgetown ' Any more like you in Ridgetown? ' STANLEY C. GRAGG 2218 Howard Avenue Windsor Just what DID happen in that accident? MARY GRAY Box 412 Trenton Cheerful in spite of the nightly dash for the L.P.S. MARIAN GRIERSON 59 Green Street Guelph A nice girl, a proper girl, but MURIEL F. HAMILTON 70 Little Hill Street London Our pal carrot top. HELENMARIE HARRIS R.R. 1 London A ton of fun. P. TERRANCE HEENEY R.R. 4 Ingersoll Not known as bold, a heart of gold. NORMA J. HAY Ealing Post Office London Full of vim, leads teams to win. WILLIAM L. HENDERSON R.R. 3 Forest Just nods his head and smiles. FRANCES L. HORLEV R.R. 4 Ingersoll A country school the only rule. PAULINE HUMPHRIES Forest A hump of knowledge. OLA E. HYATT R.R. 2 Wheatley Nice but quiet our Ola Hyatt. LOIS JACKSON 353 Maria Street Sarnia Anybody want to buy a penguin? M. JANETTE JEFFORDS Muirkirk Good sport, earnest fan. 5tt B4P fdP W 1 r . AUDREY M. HENDERSON R.R. 1 Belton Oh so sweet and quite petite. SHIRLEY E. HURDLE Newbury Don ' t have a fight with mighty mite. MARGARET HORUCI R.R. 4 Bothwell A friendly smile. IRENE HEWITT Box 619 Bothwell Old maid teacher — not that gal! BARBARA I ' ANSON 2171 Windermere Road Windsor That famous blush. GALE R. JAGOE 54 Princess Avenue St. Thomas ' The student parliament has decided ... MARTIN A. JOHNSTON Harold Street Ridgetown HAW, HAW, HAW! J. MAXINE JONES 315 King Street Wallaceburg Don ' t blush Form Ill ' s thrush. RUTH G. KEMP R.R. 1 St. Marys A belle from St. Marys. RUBY KIMPANOV 1023 Lincoln Road Wind sor Raven tresses, latest dresses. HARRY KNAPPER 1537 S. Cameron Blvd. Windsor Long and lean, with a dark-haired girl he ' s seen. CAMPBELL C. KRUEGER Zurich But Miss Prendergast . . . ROSS J. LAM BOURNE 32 Charles Street London Now here in the City of London we have . . . BETTY LOU LANNING 43 Alexandra Avenue Chatham May look shy but she ' ll get by. • J f : s . MP f4 - Km mm SC ■ j mtwM f . ' Jam f r % v KENNETH M. JONES Fingal Want a date? Just ask his wife! CHARLES E. KETCHABAW Box 16 Eden Fritz Kreisler with red hair. MARIA N M. KING 463 Buller Street Wood stock Our expert on college songs. PATRICIA KNIGHT 338 S. Vidal Street Sarnia Definitely not a suicide blonde. RUTH V. KRUEGER Zurich Five foot two, eyes of blue. TERRANCE A. LANGLEY 78 Malakoff Street St. Thomas Langley is his name; it may some day link with tame. RALPH LEARN R.R. 2 Aylmer A blue-eyed lad. COLIN LEITCH R.R. 1 Wardsville The man with the pink slip. ELVA LEITCH R.R. 5 Dutton Squirrels in the nuthouse. JOAN LESLIE 41 Fyfe Avenue Woodstock Yes, I ' m from Woodstock, Mr. Roberts. ROGER LINTON 137 Westminster Blvd. Riverside There ' s no chance for graft in the Student Parliament. EDNA R. LOKER R.R. 4 Komoka Which wav is Windsor? ROBERT C. MacARTHUR 30 Base Line Road London How ' s my credit? DOREEN E. MacKICHAN Box 14 Glencoe I ' ve got plenty of O. M. JESSIE McCALLUM R.R. 2 Dutton Put me on, coach ! CHARLES S. LETHBRI DGE R.R. 1 Melbourne Oh, I wouldn ' t say that. MARGARET LITTLE Iona Station You ' ll volunteer to play the piano. DORIS LONGFIELD R.R. 4 Thamesford Oh yes, I agree. MARILYN C. MACKENZIE Box 348 Petrol ia Til bring those books tomorrow, Miss Moislcy. m. june McAllister R.R. 1 Ridgetown The silent south-paw. BARBARA J. McCORMICK Forest Prevent Forest fires. RUTH E. McCUTCHEON R.R. 3 Glencoe Our Irish Lady MacBeth. robert c. Mcintosh 1619 Goyeau Street Windsor Now, I have a dispatch from headquarters . . . MARIAN M. McINTYRE Box 182 Glencoe ' Why is the music room always cold? WINNIE McKINLAV R.R. 2 Camlachie Sarnie — here I come! F. ALAN M CLEAN 418 Talfourd Street Sarnia ' Anybody want to buy a hockey ticket? MARGARET A. McLELLAN 59 East Street St. Thomas Well, I think— SALLY A. McQUEEN 278 N. Broadway Street Till son burg Did anybody see a pair of glasses in Toronto? BESSIE E. McINTOSH R.R. 2 Parkhill Don ' t park on the hill. J. ALEX McINTYRE Box 165 Dutton ' Why go back to Hamilton? ' JOHN McKEOWN 64 Alma Street St. Thomas Roamin ' in the Gloamin ' DARLENE C. McLEAN Harrow Everybody ' s Darlene. MARGARET A. McLEAN 167 Joseph Street Chatham You never see Maggie alone. SYLVIA M. McPHEE 114 Elm wood Avenue London ' How about a little help in your spare time? WILLIAM McRAE 1103 Wellington Ave. Windsor ' Anybody want to run a race ' BARBARA J. MARCILLE 1574 DufTerin Place Windsor The Marcettt — eh? MURIEL E. MATHER Ailsa Craig ' Have I changed. Mr. Dobrindt? ' JOHN E. MARTIN 755 Lome Avenue London Watch the birdie! DONNA MATUSCTN R.R. 3 West Lome Smiling Donna. MARGARET I. MEKKAR R.R. 1 Vienna Way down south in tobacco land. MADELINE METZ 132 St. Louis Ave. Riverside Our prima donna. VERA E. MORLEV R.R. 3 Gran ton Junior farmerette. ELLA L. MURDOCK 3 McNaughton Ave. Wallaceburg Quiet, but nice. MARY E. MURPHY Enterprise Seems quiet, but . . . . ? AGNES N. MELLON 23 Cynthia Street London She shoots! She scores! GORDON C. MILLER 1847 Tourangeau Road Windsor There ' s a long, long trail to Komoka — but I ' ll get there! BERNICE E. MUNRO R.R. 4 Alvinston Our directress. ELIZABETH MURPHY R.R. 4 Woods lee Arthur Murray ' s prodigee. ELIZABETH MURRAY 283 Hill Street London A wee bit of nonsense now and then. ARDVTH K. NOBLE 19 Adelaide Street London The girl with the $2200 future. mm J mm - i JOAN L. NORTON 44 Park Ave. St. Thomas Oh, for goodness sake! m ii MARY A. O ' NEAIL 1 Arnold St. Paris Most likely to succeed. W. k MARJERIE O ' NEIL R.R. 4 Denfield A smiling, fair colleen. 1 § w PETER OPRICA 1473 Albert Road Windsor Never misses an opportunity. WAYNE H. PADDON Middlemarch As near as I can figure ... At  m m IVAN S. PALMER 225 Dundas Street Woodstock Beau Brummel of Form V f r 1 ' -  SHIRLEY L. NORTHCOTT R.R. 4 Dresden Sweet and reserved. HAROLD OLIVER 31 Gerrard Street London In my opinion . . . ! ANNE O ' NEIL R.R. 2 Ridgetown Irish as the Ridgetown greens. JESSIE O ' NEILL 234 Emery Street London A fine name! THERESA J. M. OUELLETTE 1373 Campbell Ave. Windsor A touch of Windsor. SHIRLEY J. PAINE Strathroy Just a bundle of fun. MARY LOU PARK 469 Confederation St. Sarnia A perfect ' darling ' , isn ' t she! EVANGELINE R. PARKER 1793 Chilver Rd. Windsor 5 9 of vim and vitality. CATHERINE L. PATTERSON Watford j Sweet and lovely. ANNE PAULS Port Rowan With magic in her eyes. ! ALLISON L. PEARCE | R.R. 1 ■ Wallacetown We meet at the queerest places! FAYE L. PETTAPIECE R.R. 2 Ruth ven A sweet innorenl mili ' FREDERICK H. PHILLIPS 278 Hamilton Rd. London K, P ,, m ELSIE H. POLLARD Iona Station I ' m cold — I wanta go home! jl l F. BROCK RACHAR 208 Ridout St. S. London How re V ;i Homer npnrffo? BARBARA A. REED 202 Proctor St. Sarnia Teaching in the home town, you know! AUDREY G. REID Dutton Just a cover girl at heart. -MARGARET RICHARDSON 17 Balaclava St. St. Thomas I heard a good one the other day. JEAN RIGGS 2464 Gladstone Ave. Windsor She ' s got the love bug itch! HELEN M. RILEY i Box 5 Glencoe | Irish maid with the big brown eyes. ! GRACE RITCHIE 13 Sydenham St. Woodstock Watch those calories! 1 GEORGE M. ROBB Box 191 Glencoe I just love that piece! M. DIANE ROYAL Box 118 Dorchester The Voice. HELEN T. RUSSETTE R.R. 1 McGregor Our friend with the ink bottle. VERNA M. SIMPSON R.R. 3 Oil City She ' s a slippery one from Oil City. VELMA A. SMITH 56 Dean Avenue Guelph Talent plus! ADAM STETCHER 1631 Taylor Street Windsor His booming voice says No! GEORGE D. STEVENSON 609 George Street Woodstock Humpty-Dumpty sits on the wall. A good example for us all. ml i 4JI in 1 V f jl r F B « km r3a ANNA ROTH 79 Base Line Road London I ' m cold! G. COLMAR RUSSELL 329 Ferguson Avenue London One of the rovin ' kind. MARY LEE SCHOOLEY R.R. 2 La Salette Tall and stately. DONALD SIMS 1119 Trafalgar Street London Still waters run deep! WANDA M. SMITH Watford Smile and the world smiles with you. BETTY R. STEEL R.R. 4 Blenheim Where there is Annie there is Betty. AMY L. STEWART 387 William Street London A blush is the sign of a true lady. SHIRLEY M. STONEHOCSE 3 Southgate Street London In school quiet and demure— outside? we ' re not so sure. ANNIE U. TAYLOR R.R. 1 Essex A happy heart her calmness proves. HELEN TENGELITS 157 Sheldon Avenue Chatham What has night to do with sleep? ADA L. THOMAS Burgesville Come! laugh awhile with me! HELEN M. THOMPSON Delaware Her voice is ever soft and low. VIVIAN J. THOMPSON R.R. 2 Tillsonburg A second Jack Benny with the violin. MARY TINNEY R.R. 2 Florence The girl is serene, quiet and keen. $ V . ?• r M SYLVIA M. SVVALWELL 1566 Hall Avenue Windsor A questioning mind she oft reveals. GEORGE D. TEALL R.R. 2 Vienna A waltz he cannot do. JOHN THIBAUDEAU 28 Wellington Street St. Thomas I dream of Jeannie with the dark brown hair. PATRICIA M. THOMAS 213 Sunset Drive St. Thomas The gal with the squeeze-box. MARION E. THOMSON R.R. 3 Kippen Ever ready with a friendly Hello! JOSEPHINE R. TINLINE R.R. 1 Chatham Speaking of angels? E. ISABEL TOMLINSON 52 Brighton Avenue Brantford From this small spark may burst a mighty flame. DENISE M. VAN BIESBROUCK R.R. 3 Blenheim Look who grows the onions! DONNA WAGNER 743 Randolph Avenue Windsor But I wanna get this done ' ROY WANAMAKER 257 Sanders Street London A champ in men ' s basketball. VIRGINIA E. WEBSTER 590 London Street W. Windsor Is she neurotic or is it Don? PATRICIA A. WILLIAMS 92 Horton Street London Aren ' t redheads fun? ! ! DOROTHY E. WILSON R.R. 2 Thorndale Tall and sweet, she ' s hard to beat. PETER VVODCHIS 1377 Hickory Street Windsor As an actor, he ' s tops! MARGUERITE L. WADDELL 103 Robertson Avenue Chatham Chatham is her home, sweet home; To Sarnia next year she ' ll roam. CARLE E. WALDEN Charing Cross Road Chatham With bees and family , he has his hands full. THOMAS C. WEAR R.R. 1. Dougall Windsor That was a witty one! EDWARD WHITE 86 Sydenham Street Aylmer Good morning, Miss Wright begins the day — but ends it out Miss Thomas ' way. SYLVIA WILLMS R.R. 2 Leamington Her eyes hold a merry twinkle. LOIS A. WILSON 20 Stephenson Avenue Chatham A letter a day or skies are gray. NORMA J. WORTS Box 527 Petrolia Never trouble trouble ' til trouble troubles you. AGNES A. WRIGHT Mount Pleasant Rd., R.R. 2 Brantford Kit will explain for me. MARIAN A. YOUNG R.R. 2 Rodney I must learn that 9X table before next year. m m W - m mm VELMA E. WRIGHT R.R. 2 Comber She ' s that rare good sport. HARRIS G. ZAVITZ R.R. 1 Denfield If he charged us all a taxi fee, His chickens could retire, say we. 4,cut 70 vuU These faces once were strange to you, But now you know them all. How differently you think of them Than when you came last fall! For they were only people then And little did you know What fine new friends they ' d prove to be Before time came to go. When lessons seemed impossible Someone came to you To say, Why, I taught that last week — I ' ll tell you what to do. When days just weren ' t quite long enough And seatwork piled up high, You may use my hectograph Some classmate would comply. I saw that taught at Lady Beck — I have a book on that — Here are my paints — I know a break — Pictures? Oh, ask Pat! Familiar phrases, all of them — Your friends were friends indeed; Two hundred colleagues were right there To help when there was need. But work was only part of what You did at Normal School. You always found the time to play, Following the old rule. Basketball and volleyball — Ping-pong and baseball, too — Parties, dances, card games Brought new friends to you. Now parting of the ways has come — We shall not go with ease; The year has been a happy one; We leave fond memories. You say goodbye to your new friends; You may not meet again, But you will not forget them — For true friendships never end. You 11 Enjoy Shopping at . . . The Spectrum Ofrut 2. It . 4 To put in words the lives man lives The writer ' s task most truly is. A writer I would strive to be, For writers seldom fail To catch a Meeting glimpse of life While passing through this vale. All other mortals here do dwell But few are those that see That here- do pass but moments Of one great eternity. And, after all, we may contrive To be great among great men. But what avail is it to us? W e ' ll not be here again. It matters how we live each day And how we treat a friend; Not just our next-door neighbour, But that chap around the bend. It matters that we keep our word, That we help where there is need, That we give a cheerful greeting, That we clinch it with a deed. Then there is one goal we all would seek When the last lap has been run, Whether first or last in our little race, That we hear the words well done. BROCK RACHAR. 33 The Spectrum ' P ' UtKcvuf, ecicAex Teaching, to me, is much more than just a profession; I belong to that group of people who are really fond of children and genuinely interested in working with them. And while I have done little school teaching I have often considered what the teacher owes to the children she is educating. I will deal in this article with the children in the primary unit as they appeal most to me. The senior students, I believe with all my experience, can read to satisfy their thirst for knowledge should the occasion arise (and it is an essential part of their curriculum that they be able to work on their own); but the younger children, when they are in school, rely almost entirely upon their teacher for guidance. Not only does she give them their required scholastic training, but she becomes to them an idol, and she is worshipped as ardently as is any real idol. In her hands she holds the trust of the children. In her hands she holds the power and authority to pattern their immature lives as she will, whether she be a joyous success or a criminal failure. Her every move is copied. She becomes, as unequalled in any other phase of her life, an example. To work with these youngsters is most certainly a rewarding task. At this age every new act is regarded as a wonderful adventure. The teacher can see familiar bits of knowledge come into play to aid them in learning new facts. The primary teacher is laying the foundation for the child ' s complete formal education whether it should end at graduation from collegiate, or carry on throughout university. She (or he) can make learning for these citizens of tomorrow a pleasure to be shared with the teacher, or a dreaded burden. If, due to an unforgivable blunder on her part, she should make this introduction to formal education an unpleasant ordeal to be borne, an attitude of resentment will surely arise and be carried with the child throughout the remainder of his life. Not only will it touch his school- mates and play companions, but in later life this harmful attitude will be passed on to his own children who will in turn become unfairly biased against school life and work. These are, I believe, the tasks set before the primary teacher. To me, hers is the most difficult, the most responsible, and certainly the most rewarding of tasks. SHIRLEY M. STONEHOUSE. The Spectrum Sodom They ' re always belittling our city, The tongue of the babbling crowd ; Oh! you ' re from that den of iniquity! They see us and cry it aloud. So W indsor has vice and corruption, And citizens of blackest hue, Their morals lead them to destruction, Their manners are vanishing too. Yet I ' ve never seen any gangsters, No blood freely runs in our street, Then you must have been cloistered there, darling , Cry all the people I meet. For it ' s full of bad robbers and gamblers, W ith blind pigs at each second door, And they put the worst crooks into office, While the lesser ones join with The Force . They ' ll never believe we ' re like they are, Harmless and innocent too, We ' re the notorious Big Gang from Windsor, But, believe me, we ' re proud of it, too! SYLVIA SWALWELL. tyettity Sac6 to Ttoxnuil Helter skelter, hurry scurry. Rush and bustle, fuss and worry, Tongues a-wagging, tongues a-clacking, Everybody ' s suitcase packing. Taxi quick to the railroad station, Turbulation, agitation. People pushing, people crushing, Everybody always rushing, Porters shouting, porters bawling. Babies smiling, babies squalling. Hats knocked off and toes stepped on, Here for Guelph, there for London, Some folks grumbling, some folks joking, Porter, where can I do some smoking? Find your purse and get your ticket, Fifty others at the wicket; Luggage labelled, all completed, Off you rush and soon get seated. Shake of hands and goodbye kisses, Some poor fellow train just misses, Porters shout and whistles blow, All aboard and off we go. WAYNE PADDON. 35 The French seam to me is rather loose; I thought basting was done in cooking a goose; I don ' t know how I ' ll stomach knitting — In fact Home Ec makes me think of quitting. For those in New York who don ' t know the score Along this line we shouldn ' t say more. The common turnip, we have been told, Under the name rutabaga is openly sold. His skin is tough and very thick; His gift of repartee is quick; He supports the white and purple side — You have not guessed? The name is Hyde. The o is learned before the u ; Be sure to watch the curlecue. The 1 is mastered before the e — Ah ! I hear the bell for half-past three. The cutting out of cats to me Is very simple, you can see. Pumpkins, witches, owls and quail — Ooops! This cat has a double tail. JOHN THIBAUDEAU. D ' ERINA DEACON MUSIC SHOPPE Everything in Music for the Normal School Student Including Pitch Pipes, Highroads Books, etc. We Also Carry Complete Lines of Rhythm Band Instruments and Books Talk Over Your Music Problems With Our Competent Staff - O - HEINTZMAN BUILDING 242 Dundas St. 4-5977 There seems to be a common saying around the neighbourhood of the Normal these days which is Don ' t be alarmed at them, they ' re Normal students . The first time I heard this I felt rather insulted, but now I accept it as a regular occurrence. Little children giggle when I stop to pick up sucker sticks or when I stamp around forlornly under a chestnut tree trying to find some nuts accidently missed by the small kids of the neighbourhood. Women stop their cleaning and come to the windows to stare while I rally the young fry to my rescue and have the more daring ones climb the tree and shake a limb. Then, with pockets bulging, I can proceed to my boarding house and drop my precious cargo into my number box. On week-ends I am free to go home and gather up my buttons, beads, spools and buckles to add to my collection. Then begins an assignment in science where I am required to make a collection of twelve winter buds. Again I ' m back at the faithful old chestnut tree trying to reach the lower branches and again I have to rely on the young boys to retrieve some branches for me. I usually make a survey of all the trees around the neighbourhood and make my rounds snatching twigs off here and there, all the while under the surveillance of the dubious property owner. I can just hear what is being said now behind the drawn curtains, She must be one of those Normal students. Let ' s pretend we can ' t see her and maybe she will wander away . Then for an insect collection I must dig out in the back yard for hours before I uncover anything that even remotely resembles an insect. I usually sit on the front porch at night with a light, trusting to luck that some unfortunate bug will be attracted. When one does come along I grab my little bottle and clamp it over the creature and with a triumphant leer I bounce upstairs to slaughter and prepare it for display. Nevertheless, my assignments are in on time and I can sit back and sympathize with those who haven ' t turned theirs in yet. MARILYN MACKENZIE. UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO UNIVERSITY EXTENSION Since July 1st, 1920, the number of teachers (plus a few other professional men and women) who have graduated with the degree of Bachelor of Arts is 941. Many of these are now occupying some of the highest positions in the educational sphere in this Province and elsewhere. Teachers who live within easy reach of the University attend classes in the evenings, taking the same instruction and writing the same examinations as do day- time students in the Pass Course in Arts. Those whose schools are distant from the University attend the Summer Session. Preparatory instruction is provided to these teachers if they so desire. A new General Course in Arts is planned for next September; it is de- signed to provide for a good deal of concentration on one subject and will be of special interest to teachers. For detailed information write the Director, University Extension, University of Toronto, Toronto 5, Ontario. Kingston — Ontario of Incorporated by Royal Charter 1841 The University of Western Ontario DEGREE COURSES in Arts, Commerce, Ap- plied Science, Medicine, Nursing Science, Physical and Health Education. Windsor, Ontario Congratulations to the Class of ' 51. A PASS DEGREE in Arts (B.A.) may be ob- tained from Queen ' s University through correspondence and Summer School courses. Up to four courses may be completed in one year. SUMMER SCHOOL— July 3 to August 16. Six weeks ' instruction in selected courses of the Arts ' curriculum for credit toward a degree. For information regarding day or evening classes consult the Registrar. FINE ARTS — Six weeks ' courses in Art, Ballet, Drama, Music, Radio Writing, Public Speaking. Shorter courses in Puppetry, Modern English Writers and Audio-Visual Aids. For Further Details Please Write the Department of Extension The Spectrum STUDENT ACTIVITIES CHtcm en, - - - Remember pausing in front of the ancient, towered building that first gray, cloudy day last September and saying, Gee, is this it? Yes, this was it. This was the building that would be your home for the next year, its sombre halls echoing to your laughter and chattering. You would sweat over assignments in the library, listen to modern pedagogical methods in the classrooms, play volleyball and basket- ball in the gymnasium, dance and drink cokes in the common room. But as you climbed the worn steps to the front door you knew none of this. All you could remember was that you were in a strange city, going to a strange new school, among two hundred and fifty equally strange students. You probably wanted to catch the first train home. You followed the general direction of traffic to the assembly hall, but were too taken in by the strange surroundings to listen to the opening speeches. You were quite agreeably surprised to find out that the masters were not pious old greybeards with horn-rimmed glasses. You couldn ' t figure out the map of the school at all, and wondered how you would ever find your way to classes. Then came registration, medicals and a batch of orientation lectures. At the end of the first week, there was square dancing in the gym and round dancing in the common room one afternoon. Much to your surprise, you found yourself calling people by their first names when a few days ago you didn ' t know them at all! Then came the first lesson assignment — remember? You lied in panic to the masters, hoping to learn some magic touch that would enable you to impart knowledge of some sort to forty howling hoodlums. Do you remember going over that lesson plan at least a thousand times and then forgetting everything as you faced the class? When the critic teacher very sym- pathetically tore your lesson to shreds you found yourself wishing that you had taken up ditch- digging or piano-tuning for a living. You almost came to the conclusion that teaching just wasn ' t in your line. But you stuck it out; assignments came thick and fast, and time began speeding by. Remember when the Hamiltonians visited us? Remember the gay monthly parties? Before you knew it, Christmas had come and you were saying goodbye to all the gang before rushing home for the holidays. Remember that Lit programme, and how you cussed over the grease paint? Then we returned Hamilton ' s visit — remember singing So Long, It ' s Been Good to Know Ya in the Hamilton Normal School hallway? Will you ever forget sleeping ten in a room at the Royal York in Toronto, or the thrill of watching the wheels of the government at the Legislature? Then came the Alumni weekend — remember the crowded dance floor, snack- ing at Hook ' s, the banquet at Beck Collegiate, the Shamrock Party Saturday night? Remember the trip to the Observatory, our visit to the Agricultural College at Guelph? Before you knew it exams had crept up, and then graduation. Remember casting a last nostalgic look at the old building and promising all your friends you ' d keep in touch with them? A year ago you were a green high school kid with the ink hardly dry on your diploma, and now you are a teacher, a member of one of the most respected professions. Goodbye, Class of ' 51 — it ' s been a wonderful year! TERRY LANGLEY •The Spectrum ' Neath a blanket of fog, our Hallowe ' en party, sponsored by the Spirits of the Literary Society , got off to a lively start with a treasure hunt on the grounds of the Haunted School. Cats climbed trees; blind Owls were forced to borrow neighbour ' s flashlights; Witches screeched across the darkened yard at each other; Brooms and Corn-stalks scanned the grounds — until at last the familiar clang of the cow-bell brought all teams back to the gym- nasium to see what treasure had been found on the dark, eerie fire escape. Group games and dancing were enjoyed by all for the rest of the evening, particularly because this was the first attempt at turning all Normal- ites into first-rate square dancers. Since no party could be complete without the appearance of the Masters, their creative skills and abilities were tested during an exciting paper-bag mask contest. Amid Rah-Rahs from sideline fans — the masters or the marks? — curly eyelashes, long hair, and bright eyes all appeared, completing masterpieces and showing promise of great hidden talent. Mr. Hall ' s creative ability must have been well directed in childhood, for his creation was judged best. His prize, for some reason, was turned over to Herb Hale. Wonder why? The party climaxed with the usual refreshments — hot dogs and soft drinks. Yes, A Good Time Was Had By All — even the black cats perched on the blackboards, and the owls looking down from the walls of the gym. Thanks are due to the committee in charge, which included Joanne Bain, Sylvia McPhec, Bernice Munro, Virginia Webster, Betty Deschamps, Cam Krucger and George Stevenson — and, of course, our coach , Mr. Dobrindt. Dressed in old plaid skirts and faded blue jeans, the students of London Normal School gathered in the gymnasium on Thursday, November 16, to give out with some real old fashioned square dancing. Our hard times party got under way at 8:15 and the evening was spiced with several humorous novelty dances, of which the highlight proved to be Under the Bamboo Pole . At ten o ' clock the enthusiastic crowd was directed into the Home Economics room where they were served harmless (!) cider and jumbo-sized cookies, to add to the barn-dance atmosphere. The prize offered to the best worst-dressed person was won by none other than the Dean, Miss Conover, who made a grand entrance dressed in a London Free Press newspaper! The students were pleased to have the members of the staff and their wives join the fun, and thoroughly en- joyed watching Miss Prendergast and Mr. Hyde trying to squirm under the bamboo pole ! Look at the snapshot page and see for yourself! The hoe-down was sponsored by the Women ' s Athletic Association and their advisor, Miss Prendergast. If we were to judge from the laughing faces and swinging couples on the dance floor, and the number of empty benches around the edge, we would be quite safe in saying that this was one of Normal School ' s most enjoyable events. The Spectrum Fun for all! This was the motto of the London Normal School Friday Night Club , which made the Common Room available to students on Friday eve- nings throughout the year. Many out-of-town stu- dents who were unable to travel home week-ends, as well as London students, attended regularly. Wind- sorites always comprised a good number of the croud. Cards, crokinole and dancing provided a full evening ' s entertainment from eight until eleven o ' clock. We usually found Stan Gragg and John Thibaudeau involved in a bridge game of some sort, Jeanne Clark and FYed Collins intent on a snappy euchre hand, Donna Wagner, Judy DeLaurier and Bob MacArthur bent fiendishly over the crokinole boards. Laughter, the sure sign of a good time, rose from every group. Later in the evening, tables would be pushed back to make room for dancing, with John Paul Jones, Broom and Bingo dances to liven things up. One of the most successful of these affairs was the pre-Christmas carol service and party. Students sat on the main hall stairs for an hour, caroling in the best holiday fashion, under the direction of Doug Banks. Later they adjourned to the Common Room, where mistletoe was plentiful, much to the surprise of Mr. Dobrindt! We owe all the good times at the Friday night gatherings to the organization and direction carried on by the chairman, Gloria Cross, assisted by the vice-chairman, Janette Jeffords. We are also indebted to the Masters, who graciously consented to join the fun and chaperone the party. Our deepest appreciation goes to Miss Prendergast, Miss Conover, Mr. Biehl, Mr. Hyde, Mr. O ' Neil, Mr. Hall and Mr. Dobrindt. Dancing would have been impossible but for the gen- erosity of John Thibaudeau, John Martin, and Pat Ayearst, who loaned prized record collections to the club for Friday nights. Some of the old faithfuls who regularly enjoyed the fun included Donna Gray, Barb Brazill, Donna Fitzsimons, Bob Mcintosh, Bill McRae, Gord Miller, Colmar Russell, Tom Wear, Harry Knapper, Adam Stecher and Peter Oprica. Everyone who attended any of these gather- ings agreed wholeheartedly that Friday evening in the Common Room was definitely Fun For All . The Spectrum After the Glee Club ' s successful debut in the Christmas musical programme, the Drama Club provided an end to a perfect day with our Christmas party. Since the Hamilton Normal students were our guests, the party was a three ring circus with centres in the gymnasium, Common Room and library. The centre activity was in the gymnasium where a good old-fashioned hoe-down was in progress. The square dancing here pleased the Hamilton students especially, for some of them had never before taken part in that exhausting form of entertainment. Along with the usual square dances, we enjoyed several good mixer dances, such as Pig in the Parlour , and Hop Scotch Polka , which gave us the opportunity to meet many of our Hamilton friends. The decorating committee had made an excellent job of transforming the gymnasium into a ball- room , lining the ceiling with streamers and balloons, and adding the season ' s touch with spruce boughs over the doors. Special novelty dances added to the fun, and prizes were awarded by the prize committee under the direction of Norma Hay. Round dancing took place in the Common Room throughout the evening. Those who chose less strenuous entertainment in preference to risking their lives in the gymnasium thoroughly enjoyed themselves here in a more peaceful manner. In the library, cards and crokinole games raged fast and furious as students paused to catch their breath between dances. The Hamilton bus drivers found the entertainment in this part of the school a pleasant means of passing away a long evening. Special thanks goes to the lunch committee headed by Virginia Webster. It was difficult indeed to provide refreshments for so large a group, but the committee handled the job expertly and efficiently, sacrificing dances themselves to serve the crowd. The decorating committee, under the supervision of Bernice Munro, also deserves credit for the transformation of the main lobby. Spruce trees lighted on either side of the entrance, and boughs woven into the stairway banisters provided a little of the woman ' s touch to the cor- ridor. Many thanks to these girls for the hours of work they spent in adding a holiday spirit in the tangible form to London Normal School. The dancing, games and entertainment were provided under the careful planning of the entertainment committee. Fred Phillips, Wayne Paddon, and Peter Wodchis kept things moving during the night as masters of ceremony. To top the evening, everyone gathered in the main corridor and almost raised the roof with the lusty singing of our school songs. As a surprise to everyone, The Thing suddenly- popped into the hall in the form of four hillbillies — Helenmarie Harris, John Martin, Doug Banks and Martin Johnston. The Thing itself turned out to be our beloved (?) Science of Education text, Principles of Method . A Hamilt on foursome stepped forward to finish off the night w ith their unique version of Molasses . The Hamilton buses then pulled out, followed by cheers from London, and leaving memories of a most enjoyable evening. MARTIN JOHNSTON 42 The Spectrum Normal School boasts only a few modern touches, but we do make use of them! particu- larly of that refuge in time of despair; that ballroom in time of happiness; that haven for study ; that lair for card games; that — why go on? We could be referring only to our Common Room! Sparsely but bravely furnished — tch, tch, these people with no imagination just don ' t under- stand how homey and complete those extra couches, the red maple furniture and, perhaps our proudest acquisition (except to the changemakers), the new pop machine, make that room. It ' s strange how a mere room reflects the attitude and refreshes the memory of the people who live in it. Do you remember the afternoon ' way back last fall when, perhaps just slightly uncertain of yourself, you wandered into the Common Room, matching smiles and trying to get acquainted? Standing against the wall, you wondered if you ' d ever really enjoy this room, fur- nished as a war memorial to give future students a place to congregate. How quickly the months flew, and the crowd in the Common Room grew! Now it seems impossible to think of Normal School without that basement room which has become a touch of home for all of us — a hideout for those vicious card sharks, ruled by Mr. Bridge, John Thibaudeau, and his court, Stan Gragg, Fed White, Bob MacArthur and Fred Collins! They are willing — even anxious — to drag con- fused and befuddled victims into their grasp, teaching them the easy game, if you ' re Dummy. Let ' s go downstairs for Recess is a familiar by-word now. For a too-brief ten minutes, not including crawling down and rushing up to the tune of our other Modern Touch, the buzzer, you sip a coke, look for a seat (in vain), chat with colleagues from other forms, or have a quick dance. Yes — the Common Room has shown us how to enjoy an age-old pastime — relaxation. Noon hours find lesson plans being written, at least two days before they ' re necessary, of course, projects and concrete material being discussed, fingers being broken at the crokinole boards and once again a gallery of spectators, watching the perpetual bridge game. During those examinations, do you recall where you put in last minute studying during long noon hours? Do you remember where familiar mixers were held at the monthly parties; where week-end students met Friday nights; where Gale Jagoe almost had a nervous breakdown due to the jingling of nickels and pennies? Certainly, we all do — primarily because all these memories are linked together by their scenario — the Common Room, which provides 230 students with a common living-room. In our humble opinion, a more fitting war memorial could not have been found, and we hope that the plaque which is to be erected in the Common Room will help future students to appreciate it, perhaps even more than we have — if that is possible! BETTY DESCHAMPS 43 The Spectrum Soft lights! Lovely music! On the evening of March 16, 1951, the London Normal School Alumni Association held its annual formal dance. Any person looking in on the festivities would have thought that every teacher on the face of the weary globe was present, but truthfully the dance was attended only by graduates and students of ol ' L.N.S. The lovely setting was enhanced by the dazzling array of multi-coloured gowns sweeping over the floor. Luckily, there were no secret agents from school boards hiding behind the pillars — any future requests for salary increases would be promptly squelched. Someone suggested taking up a collection to pay for treatment of the frayed muscles of our Normal School Masters, who suffered from prolonged hand-shaking while acting as genial hosts. Mr. Oakes and Miss White, who are among the powers that be of the Alumni Associ- ation, deserve special praise for their school management in this endeavour. Along with melodious tunes which made the feet feel light, (provided, by the way, by Neil McKay and his All-Star Orchestra) provision was made for the bridge fiends (Miss Conover and Miss Prendergast, no offence intended). We are all looking forward to next year when we can write our names in the register with a flourishing 51 . TERRY LANGLEV The Top of the Evening to You ! was the greeting extended to all who received their Shamrock favours on entering a gaily bedecked, spring-like Normal School on March 17. Was it a coincidence that this event, climaxing a gala At-Home week-end, was sponsored by the Folk Dancing group, headed by that true Irishman, Patrick Ayearst? Perhaps Pat merely wanted an extra birthday party to help celebrate his St. Patrick ' s Day birthday! Assisted by Jeanne Clark and other committee members, the group made a tremendous success of the party, if the faces of such guests as Marj Cook, Audrey Henderson, Ivan Palmer, Elsie Pollard, Madeline Metz, Al McLean, Bob MacArthur, Judy DeLaurier and Fred Phillips could be shown as evidence. Everything planned beforehand, the programme went along very smoothly from start to finish. Square dancing, in the gym as usual — this time called by ex- Normalites — sharpened appetites for the delicious lunch served by a willing crew of hash-slingers. An outstanding happening took place in the daffodil-filled game room (usually known as the library) when, during the course of an ordinary Cribbage game in which Fred Collins was defeating Mr. Roberts, a perfect score of 29 was picked up by Mr. Roberts. Ah! for the brains of a mathematician — or the luck of a master! Meanwhile, unaware of the excitement above them, more fun-lovers were dancing to modern tunes in the Common Room, trying for awards offered by Betty Deschamps and Beth Ariss for standing on the right spot or happening to have on the right clothes. Some of the lucky prize winners were Pat Ayearst and Shanno Dewar, Beth Ariss and Tom Wear, and Miss Ford and her escort. My, those Easter eggs were tasty! Shamrocks, pipes, and real Irish figures looked down from the walls of the Normal School to watch a party we all will remember. Shure and begorra, not only Irish eyes, but all Normalite faces were smiling that St. Patrick ' s Day. BETTY DESCHAMPS The Spectrum One blustery, snowy night, February 1, in the year of Our Lord 1951, to be exact, cold, snow-coated Nornialites plodded doggedly through the frozen wilderness (they call it London) to the brightly lighted halls of the fair Alma Mater. The courageous, determined crowd had braved the elements to set a bashful beauty from their number crowned Queen of the Ball at the Men ' s Athletic Association ' Mystery ' Party. Who will she be? and Who is Prince Charming? were questions on the lips of every fun-lover, while the Big Question, I wonder if it will be me? remained unspoken. Puzzled Nornialites streamed into the gymnasium, where square dancing was soon underway. The gym was gaily decked out in the splendour of the school colours — crimson and gold. The Royal Order of Tune Stranglers was led by Bill Malpage, who kept everyone on the move. The highlight of the evening came at the magic hour of ten-thirty as the throne was moved into view for the crowning of the queen. The crowd became silent, anxiously waiting with bated breath for the mystery to be solved. At last the doors flew open and with the fanfare of trumpets in dashed the Queen of the Ball, Ivan Palmer! She was followed by King Frederick, dressed majestically in rubber boots and striped pajamas. Queen Ivan was crowned with a royal head- gear passed up from the front lines of World War I. Wayne Paddon acted as announcer dur- ing the skit, assisted by Bill McRae. Refreshments in the form of chocolate milk and doughnuts disappeared in short order after the suspense of the evening. (Square dancing had nothing to do with it). The evening was finished off with round dancing in the gym. Responsible for the success of the party were the Convenors of the Ball , Pat Ayearst, Fred Collins and George Abell. Graduation — how far away that seemed in September! And now, as the yearbook goes to press, our final social event of the year — the Graduation Banquet and Dance — is only a few weeks away. This annual event will be sponsored by the Student Parliament Executive, under the capable direction of Bob Mcintosh. The ladies of Wesley United Church plan to serve the Normal students a sumptuous turkey dinner in the early evening. Later we will all trek back to the school for fun and dancing to the strains of Merv Hall ' s Orchestra. We know that this will make a memorable farewell party to climax a wonderful year. FRED PHILLIPS The Spectrum Seven o ' clock one Fall evening in late ' 50 saw a heterogeneous collection of boys from all parts of Southern Ontario gathered in the London Normal School gymnasium. Coach Mr. O ' Neill surveyed them carefully, scratched his head, and went to work. In a short time, these boys, playing together for the first time in their lives, emerged into as fine a basketball team as the Normal School has seen in many years. Although in no official league, the Normal School team played with teams entered in the London and District W.O.S.S.A. league. Their schedule included games with St. Thomas, Sarnia and a squad of ' 49- ' 50 London Normal grads from Windsor. Playing a total of sixteen games during the season, the team experienced both victory and defeat, enjoying the comradeship that a good sport provides. Probably the most enjoyable games of the season were those with Hamilton Normal School. At this time, school spirit was at its height, and it was as much a treat to hear the friendly bantering between the groups of spectators and to watch the smartly clad cheerleaders strut their stuff as it was to watch the games themselves. London defeated the taller and hard- playing Hamilton squad in both home and away games. The game with grads from Windsor provided a most interesting evening ' s entertainment. The London boys, acting as hosts, proceeded to show that friendship does not stand in the way of scoring baskets, and decisively defeated the Windsor five. Trying to make up for this blow to the older fellows ' pride, they entertained the Windsor boys after the game in the Common Room with cards, crokinole and dancing. This year ' s Lo ndon squad was led in their attack by team captain Wayne Paddon, of St. Thomas, who proved to be high scorer of the year with his deadly shots from the corners. Roy Wanamaker, of London, alternating as centre and forward, and George Abell, of Sarnia. were two of the snappiest and trickiest ball handlers on the team, giving help when it was needed most. Alan McLean, our tall, rangy guard from Sarnia, proved his value many, many times under the basket, retrieving innumerable rebounds and setting up the Normal School ' s famous fast break. John Thibaudeau, operating in the pivot spot, put his height to good advantage in retrieving rebounds and setting up baskets. Bill McRae of Windsor, Eberle Goldhawk of Ridge- town, Peter Oprika of Windsor, Ralph Learn of Aylmer, Pat Ayearst of St. Thomas, Ken Jones of St. Thomas, Peter Wodchis of Windsor, and Archie Blandford of London, rounded out this year ' s team as alternates and proved that a well-balanced squad will invariably pay dividends. With the exception of one or two players, this year ' s team lacked any advantage due to height, but the boys made up for this with speed and their lightning break. Mr. O ' Neill is justly proud of his squad, and his thoughts, if anyone had a penny to buy them, would probably run like this: I don ' t know what I would have done without them. FRED COLLINS 4li Back Row: George Abell; Archie Blandford; Fred Collins, Manager; Al McLean; Bill McRae. Front Row: Pat Ayearst; John Thibaudeai ' ; W ayne Paddon, Captain; Roy Wanamaker; Cam Krueger. Absent: Eberle Goldhawk, Peter Oprika, Ralph Learn, Ken Jones, Peter Wodchis. Standing: Gale Jagoe, Harry Knapper, Doug Barber, Martin Johnston Seated: Ken Jones, Fred Collins, Bob McIntosh The Spectrum If there was ever a game invented that could show more about the character of the boys at Normal School than floor hockey, we have yet to see it. Hardy Dogpatchers at the school were chosen as leaders for four teams. Each leader, with five toughies and several substitutes from his own clan, went to war with the other clans; namely, Dogpatchers , Skunk Hollowers , Hairless Joes , and Lonesome Polecats . Spectators at these games decided that the best place to be during one of the games was in one of the other rooms of the school. There was no limit on body checking; in fact the only thing we lacked to make a Normal School floor hockey game look like a Dogpatch war was spikes in the ends of our clubs. (Hockey sticks, they call them). Leaders of the teams were Eb Goldhawk, Harry Knapper, Bill McRae. and Dick Acton. Refereeing, when you could hear the whistle, was managed by Bill McRae, Dick Acton or Alan McLean. A mixed volleyball team was organized late in November comprised (no offence!) of the left-overs from the basketball teams looking for a way to work off surplus energy. Miss Prendergast, who organized the team, was unable to find time for coaching and suggested that one of the team members be elected to act as coach-manager-captain. Gale Jagoe seemed to have a kind face and was joed for this position. Gale deserves congratulations for a very fine job, for this year ' s team proved formidable competition in every game. Several weeks were spent in practice before the home game with Hamilton Normal School. Finally the big day came, Friday, December 15, and in a lively contest at H. B. Beal Technical School gymnasium, the London squad defeated the Hamilton nine, 29-26. With this victory under their belts, the team neglected their practices until after Christmas when they dug in again in preparation for a return game with Hamilton. However, this time the team was a little over-confident, and received a set-back when the Hamilton squad defeated them in Hamilton by a score of 17-29. This was disheartening for everyone on the team, and once again enthusiasm waned, only to be revived again when the team was reorganized into a men ' s team for the purpose of playing the Alumni during their At-Home week-end on March 17. Whether they practised hard, or the Alumni didn ' t, we won ' t say; but the Normal School team defeated the old folks by a score which we are too polite to mention. FRED COLLINS Standing: Gale Jagoe, Fri i Collins, Evangeline Parker, Shan so Dewar, Bob McIntosh, Roger Linton Seated: Barbara I ' Anson, Elizabeth Fowler, Dawn Gillespie, Marj Cook % s. N is for the choice career Old and yet so New; R is for the reasons why To teaching we ' ll be true. M is for the Masters, All of them the best; L is for the Love we have For good old L.N.S. BETTY DESCHAMPS. Front Row: Joanne Bain; Audrey Henderson Second Row: Jeanne Clarke, Betty Deschamps, Norma Hay Back Row: Fred Aldred, Pat Thomas, Dick Acton. Back Row: Gloria Cross, Joan Crich, Agnes Mellon, Miss Prf.noergast, Coach; Donna Wagner, Alison Pearce. Front Row: Joyce Arthur, Jean Riggs, Aroyth Noble, Donna Gray, Pam Gatfield, Catherine Patterson. The girls of the Class of ' 50- ' 51 upheld their school ' s high reputation by winning nine out of the ten games played against London Collegiates, the Western University team, and Hamilton Normal School. The season ' s only loss was sustained at Thames Hall in a hard-fought game, with Western girls coming out on top 31-28. On December 15, Hamilton Normal School paid its annual visit and kept the London lassies on the hop until the final whistle. Fans held their breath as the score was held a tie until the closing minutes when London scored the winning points. On the return visit to Hamilton, January 26, the girls continued their winning way by chalking up a score of 22-15. The real thrill of the season came when they defeated the Western cagers 32 20 in the second match at Thames Hall. The captain, Donna Gray, kept her girls on the bit and also was high scorer. Gloria Cross and Ardyth Noble were outstanding on the forward line, scoring many points for the Normal School squad. Pam Gatfield and Joyce Arthur shone in their defensive role, when they were in one place long enough for anyone to watch them. The team displayed good basketball in every position, and this year ' s group of women teachers certainly produced a team which combined to come up fighting all the way. CATHERI N E PATTERSON Normal School, according to tradition, is always most successful in attracting prospective girl basketball players. Since, of course, a school team can outfit and carry only fourteen players, much of this valuable ability must find some other outlet. With this in mind, a House-League schedule was drawn up by the Women ' s Athletic Association, and six fighting teams were set into action. These teams were divided into two groups, A and B, with competition remaining within each group during the first round. Games were played during the noon recess and after four o ' clock. Although all teams fought for a place in the finals, Team one of Group A and Team four of Group B came out on top. These two teams came together on Tuesday, April 10, in a decisive battle for the championship title. After four ten-minute periods of competitive shooting, climax- ing with a score of 23 3, Team four of Group B became the champs of the 1951 Girls ' Intra- mural Basketball Tournament. Members of the team were: Jeanne Clarke, Marjorie Cook, Donna Wagner, Anna Durley, Dawn Gillespie, Catherine Patterson, .Mary Murphy. AGNES MELLON. The Spectrum Ever since December, when Hamilton Normal School extended its invitation to London for the annual inter-Normal School visit, January 20 was eagerly awaited by students at L.N.S. For at least a week before the big Friday, Normal School students didn ' t bother saying hello to one another. They asked, Are you going to Hamilton? instead. The question was actually unnecessary because nearly everyone who could possibly beg, borrow or steal $2.50, planned to go- The bus ride was a party in itself. Some nibbled on lunches packed by the thoughtful boarding house missus , and in each of the four buses, we nearly deafened the poor bus driver with the noisiest songs we could sing. Pat Thomas and her lively accordion pepped things up in one of the buses, but poor Pat was almost left behind along with Pat Ayearst and Eb. Goldhawk w hen they tried visiting between buses in Brantford! We rolled into Hamilton yelling cheers and shouting our school song — if the people of Hamilton didn ' t know that London Normal School was there, it certainly wasn ' t our fault! As we disembarked at Zion gymnasium, we were given a hearty welcome by Hamilton Normal School in the form of Welcome, London sung as only prospective teachers could sing it — loud enough to be heard for blocks. We packe d ourselves into the gym and settled down to watch three exciting games. London started off with a bang, losing the mixed volleyball match, but retaliated in the girls ' basketball game by defeating the Hamilton lassies for a second time. The boys ' game provided some of the fastest action of the year, but London came out on top once more. Hamilton thought it was hardly fair of us to defeat them on their own home ground as well as in London, and perhaps it wasn ' t extremely polite — but who ' s polite when it comes to basketball, anyway? By this time everyone was beginning to feel the pangs of approaching starvation so there were no complaints when Hamilton ushered us into the auditorium for a delicious dinner. During our meal we were pleasantly entertained by two pianists from H.N.S., Lorna Proctor and Donald Davis. After a few remarks from Mr. Woodruff, principal of Hamilton Normal School, and Mr. Biehl, we herded out into the street again, headed for the Normal School itself. In the Normal School auditorium, Hamilton presented an entertaining programme, opening with a welcome to the visitors by Janet Winters, vice-president of the Normal School. In commemoration of Burns ' Day, the first number consisted of three Scottish folk dances, com- plete with kilts and plaids . We were again entertained by Lorna Proctor at the piano, playing a Chopin Nocturne and Debussy ' s beloved Claire de Lune . An excellent male chorus under the direction of Rodger Swinton treated us to some genuine barbershop harmony. The next number was unusual, but certainly went over with the audience. Victor Kadonaga and his harmonica put on a one-man stage show, and London Normal School would have applauded his encores for the rest of the night if he had had enough wind! As it was, we doubt whether the Hamilton entertainer was able to speak in more than short gasps for the rest of the evening. The programme ended with a vocal duet by Elaine Houscr and Berwyn Cann, who reminded us of our own Maxine Jones and Jake Hamm. Singing My Hero from the Chocolate Soldier , this couple, as well, was called back for encores by the enthusiastic audience. Such a display of talent as was seen and heard at the Hamilton Normal School musical programme makes us wonder if some of us haven ' t chosen the wrong profession! The Normal School now turned into a beehive of activity in every corner. In the gym- nasium, students of both schools enjoyed square dancing and we learned several folk dances that had not as yet made their way to London. The hallway of the second floor became the scene of a ping pong tournament with a gallery of spectators. Bridge and Canasta ruled the field in the Student Room, which we found gaily decorated in the colours of both schools. Chairs were cleared away in the auditorium for round dancing. Hamilton students conducted their London colleagues on tours of the school, and we especially enjoyed the display in the art room. Dough- nuts and cocoa were served in the evening to satisfy appetites whetted by the activity. Eleven- thirty came much too quickly, and Mr. Hall toured the school to round up any stragglers who might have decided that they preferred Hamilton to London. We paused for a few minutes in the lower hall to join Hamilton students wholeheartedly in So Long, It ' s Been Good to Know Va before piling back into the waiting buses. The trip back was much quieter, since almost everyone used the opportunity to snatch a few minute ' s sleep. If anyone had had the energy to walk down the aisle of any of the buses, he would have seen contented smiles on every tired face, indicating dreams of a most enjoyable day. The Spectrum A jubilant band of Normalites boarded the 8:10 C.P.R. train on Friday, March 2, for Toronto. Although many of us showed the ill-effects of the early hour, we managed to recover sufficiently to keep the train alive with cheery songs, card games and gay chatter about the eventful week-end which was just beginning. Arriving at Union Station close to ten-thirty, we divided into two groups, one boarding street cars for the Museum, and the other heading for the Art Gallery. The group at the Art Gallery enjoyed viewing a collection of paintings by Rembrandt, featured at that time. Those at the Museum again divided into five groups to visit various sec- tions of the building. Each group was conducted on a tour of t heir section of the building by a guide who gave interesting explanations on the way. The tour ended in time for students to ramble freely through other sections for about a half hour. After a hurried lunch at restaurants in the vicinity, and the cafeteria in the Art Gallery, the group wended their way to the Government House where they were greeted by Mr. C. C. ( ' alder, M.L.A. for London. Mr. ( ' alder introduced the members who were present in the House. Dana Porter then addressed us. predicting a bright future for the teaching profession and wishing us the best of luck. We filed into the gallery to witness the house in session, an experience which we shall never forget. After the adjournment of the house, the entire student body attended a reception given by the Lieutenant-Governor Ray Lawson and Mrs. Lawson in their suite in the Parliament Buildings. Due to the absence of Hon. Ray Lawson, Mr. C. C. Calder introduced Premier Frost, who addressed us, stressing that in teaching, the history of our own Province of Ontario should not be neglected. Upon leaving the Parliament Buildings, most of us set out to register in Toronto ' s hotels. Many of us chose the Royal York and the King Edward as our homes for the week-end. We were reunited again later in the evening when 150 students heard the Toronto Symphony at Massey Hall. The guest artists were Dorothy Mayner, soprano, and Leo Barkin, pianist, who provided a stirring performance which will al- ways be remembered. Saturday, although rainy and cold, failed to dim the enthusiastic Normalites. Some shopped at Simpson ' s and Eaton ' s while others toured the C.B.C. studios. Saturday evening found all the students gathered at the Maple Leaf Gardens to witness a big-league hockey match between Toronto Maple Leafs and Chicago Blackhawks. It was a thrill to watch professional hockey players on the ice, and all of us cheered when the Maple Leafs walloped the Blackhawks, 3-0. Sunday was a quiet day for most of us — a few toured the city or visited Casa Loma, while the rest of us spent the day discussing the hap- penings of the week-end. Trains coming back to London carried tired but undaunted groups of us, most of us dozing to make up for the strenu- ous activity of the previous evenings. The Big Week-end was over, but it will un- doubtedly remain in our memory as the highlight of a great Normal School year. The Winston Dictionary For Canadian Schools This dictionary has been especially adapted for use in elementary schools. It contains 32,500 vocabulary entries, with definitions especially written for a child ' s understanding. Key to pro- nunciation at the bottom of each page. Over 1,100 illustrations. Large, clear type. THE JOHN C. WINSTON CO.. LIMITED 60 Fronl St. W. — Toronto 1, Ontario 53 The Spectrum On Friday, December 15, London Normal School played host to Hamilton Normal School at the annual inter-normal school meet. During the afternoon, students participated in athletic activities held at Beal Technical, followed by a delicious banquet at Knox United Church. In the evening, students of both Normal Schools gathered in the Normal School auditorium for a Christmas Musicale presented by the Glee Club. The programme, under the direction of Miss Mcllroy, provided top-notch entertainment for our Hamilton guests. The selection of music was varied, so that the audience enjoyed all of their favourite Christmas music, from the stately And the Glory of the Lord from Handel ' s Messiah and beloved Silent Night , to light and lyrical The Twelve Days of Christmas and Deck the Halls . A feature of the programme was a Nativity Carol with words and music by Miss Mcllroy, introduced for the first time. Deserving special mention also was the striking presentation of Silent Night in which lighting effects and dramatization added beauty to the age-old favourite. Responsible for the success of the concert was its organizer, Miss Mcllroy, assisted by Brock Rachar, President of the Glee Club; Grace Ritchie, vice-president; librarians George Robb and Bob MacArthur. Agnes Breen, Joanne Bain and Margaret Little assisted Grace Ritchie at the piano. Special thanks go to the Kiwanis Club and Beck Collegiate for their kindness in loaning their music. The musical programme was followed by a party sponsored by the Drama Club — pro- viding an appropriate finish to a perfect day. Since we are at Normal School for only one year, it is hard for us to imagine that it has not always been and will not always be just the way we see it. We cannot imagine Social-Studies- and-School-Business without Mr. Hall, nor Composition-Grammar-and-Religious-Education without Mr. Hyde. Yet they tell us that Normal School is as new for these two Masters as it is for us! (well, almost). We are hardly here long enough ourselves to extend a welcome, but we can say that we have enjoyed, as well as benefited from, both Mr. Hall ' s and Mr. Hyde ' s classes. In our humble opinion, it was a lucky day for London Normal School and future London Normal School students when Mr. Hall and Mr. Hyde put in their appearance. We certainly shall never be able to develop a concept of Normal School without Mathe- matics-School-Management and Mr. Roberts. Until the day when we are superannuated, each of us will be chuckling to remember Miss McGinty, Noah ' s ark, and turnips, and telling our pupils to use their pre-frontal lobes. When we are unable to remember a pupil ' s name, we shall undoubtedly call him Moses, Nicodemus, or Petunia. We shall begin and end every lesson with It is important that you should KNOW concerning these things . Every time we walk into a room, we shall automatically reach for the light string (do some modern buildings have switches?) and head for the windows to raise them one-quarter inch and put up the blinds, to the top. It is needless to say that we enjoyed every moment of Mathematics and School Management, and regardless of Mr. Roberts ' claims, we doubt if any of the 1951 graduating class will ever be able to forget the principles of modern teaching that we have learned in his room. The class of ' 51 leaves the class of ' 52 and all the classes to follow their sincere sympathy. Normal School is certainly going to be dull without Mr. Roberts! Student ' PatiiameKt Seated: Executive — Pa i W illiams, Secretary; Boh McImosh, President; Roger Linton, Treasurer. Standing: WES Clow, Form [I; Frep Aldred, Form [; Gall Jagoe, Form III; Peter Oprika, Form V; Carle W allien, Form VI; Gord Miller, Form IV. Sylvia McPhee, Joanne Bain, George Stevenson. Friday afternoons always brought an important question to the mind of every conscien- tious Normal Student: Do we have a Literary Meeting this afternoon, or Interest Groups? Interest Groups were supposed to be held on alternate Fridays with Literary Meetings, but no one ever seemed to be able to keep them straight. When Interest Groups were held, however, they provided an interesting variation to the week which everyone enjoyed. The purpose of the Interest Groups was to provide an opportunity for students to develop hobbies or special interests of their own during school hours. All of the groups gave students experience which would be of value to them in teaching. The largest of the groups was Folk Dancing , with Pat Ayearst as president and Jeanne Clark as secretary. Miss Prendergast directed this group in the gymnasium, teaching the stu- dents many dance forms of the European countries, as well as a few of the American and French- Canadian type. Meetings were informal, often turning out more like the square dancing part of our monthly parties. Another large group was Audio-Visual Aids , held in the Music room under Mr. O ' Neill ' s supervision. Doug Banks was president of this gathering, and Donna Gray secretary. As the name implies, this group studied forms of audio and visual aids to education. During most of the classes, the students were given samples of films suitable for use in classrooms. Many of the students learned how to operate a projector, and looked after this job during our morning as- semblies. The Current Events group was an active organization held in Mr. Roberts ' room. Bill McRae was president, Sonja Dahm secretary. These classes usually took the form of a discus- sion on topics of current interest. On one occasion, Mr. Roberts reviewed a book on Mao Tse Sung, much to the enjoyment of the group. As a project, the group undertook to acquaint the rest of the Normal School with the work of the Canadian National Institute for the Blind, and during one of our morning assemblies presented Miss Sells, a member of the Institute. Miss Sells took part in the opening exercises, reading the Scriptures from Braille and playing the ac- companiment for the hymn. In an interesting talk on the work of the blind, Miss Sells told us of her own education at the Brantford School for the Blind, demonstrated the use of a Braille typewriter, and on the request of the Masters, favoured us with a piano selection. Miss Sells ' visit was both educational and entertaining, and everyone was grateful to the Current Events group for arranging the visit. Most of the students are familiar with the Community Leadership group as the organi- zation presenting, each Monday morning in Assembly, a review of the events of the past week. This project not only acquainted the school with such details as scores of basketball games, but gave individual members of the group practice in public speaking. During group meetings, the students discussed good public speaking habits, and etiquette for formal affairs. Students in this group will certainly leave the school well prepared to take part in community activities. Mr. Hyde directed community leadership, with Ralph Learn as president, and Marian Grierson as secretary. The Drama Club was sponsored as an interest group, directed by Mr. Dobrindt. Most of the meetings were spent in casting and rehearsing for the Drama Festival of two plays, which were presented in the Spring. During other meetings the group read and discussed various types of plays. Martin Johnston acted as student president of the group, and Muriel Mather as secre- tary. The Music Appreciation group, supervised by Mr. Hall, met in the Common Room to listen to records of classical music. A number of works of outstanding composers were heard during the year, and the group studied the lives of some of the more important composers. On one occasion, the Music group, accompanied by the Current Events group, made a visit to Aeolian Hall to see the organ built by Ernest White of New York. The group also presented an assembly to the school in which George Robb and Brock Rachar familiarized us with the instruments of the orchestra, using records and giving an illustrative talk on each instrument. Joan Crich was president of the group and Beverly Draper secretary. The Camera Club learned how to print negatives, make enlargements, and develop films. They discussed the principles of composition of good pictures, often as not, we hear, over a hand of bridge! Whether the group learned more about bridge or about cameras, we won ' t endeavour to say, but a good time was had by all anyway. John Martin was president, Barbara Marcille secretary. Needlecraft was carried on by a group of girls in the Home Economics room under Miss Conover ' s watchful eye. Each of the girls tried to master embroidery stitches, with everyone working on some different article. Barbara McCormick was president, and Ruby Kimpanov secretary. Perhaps the real accomplishment of all of the interest groups was that of acquainting the students with others having similar interests. As well as preparing us to teach next year, the interest groups helped to create the friendly atmosphere which has made our year at Normal so enjoyable. ietaice ? Watch out for that ladder! Ooops — wait till I untangle my feet from this tarpaulin. No, Mr. Dobrindt ' s classes are in Mr. Hyde ' s room today — or maybe it ' s Mr. Hall ' s room — well, it could be the auditorium — they aren ' t in his room anyway. No, you can ' t go down those stairs — they ' re full of ladders and paint cans too. As- sembly must be in the gym this morning — where have they put the hymn books? You forgot your health handbook? Too bad, the locker room ' s all tied up in tarpaulins too. Did you see the colour they have in Miss Conover ' s room? You can ' t find your way up? Try the fire escape. I don ' t like that green but the blue ' s not bad. Look out for those pictures! There ' s no room for walking down the halls anymore. Heavens, what ' s that noise? I didn ' t know we were so close to the river. Oh, yes, the new bell system. I think I like Miss Prendergast ' s roundup time cow-bell better. You can hear this buzzing business all over the school and now we won ' t have any excuse for being late from Mr. W alker ' s room. Have you got jaundice or something? Your arm ' s turning yellow! Oh, it ' s only paint! That ' s alright; there ' s paint solvent in the office. There ' s that steamboat again. I wonder where Mr. Biehl ' s classes will be today? Times cer- tainly are changing around here. Knollwood Park will have nothing on Normal School before long. Never lend your text books — For you ' ll never get them back. Never lend your money — For you ' re hound to feel the lack Of a friendship that has ended And the dough that ain ' t come back . Anne O ' Neil. Compliments of (IIMPMM k IIEWETT The Friendly Music Store 430 Wellington St. London 2-2535 We Stock Everything Your School Requires □ JACK HOOD SCHOOL SUPPLIES 91 ERIE ST. - STRATFORD • Suede or Smooth • Pumps and Straps • Colors of Red. Blue, Tan, Maple, Grey, Green and Black . . 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ENJOY the sports, concerts, picnics, dances, excursions and the open-air performance in the College grounds of SHAKESPEARE S MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING By the Earle Grey Players Residences for Men and Women at Reasonable Rates Write immediately for — (1) The Illustrated Summer School Calendar (2) The Vocational Guidance Bulletin to DR. C. H. STEARN, Director of Extension and Summer School, McMaster University, Hamilton, Ont. (Phone 3-7104) ' QuAL jCLCAjOAA. ihsL ajhmJL Always a Pleasure To Serve You lrncros X M Chemists 193 Wortley Rd. Six Dependable Drug Stores tidal T tuf What does he plant who plants a tree? This year the Normal School held its Arbor Day ceremony on April 16, in honour of Mr. Roberts who ends his long term of service in London Normal School this year. During most of the day, students and masters alike harboured visions of planting the notable tree in the rain, but even the weather joined with us in honouring Mr. Roberts, and for the few brief minutes of the service the sun shone brightly. Mr. Biehl opened the ceremony with a few remarks about Mr. Roberts, his work in the Normal School and his plans for the future. Mr. Roberts, assisted by Bob Mcintosh and Carle Walden planted the new tree, a copper beech, while the rest of the school and the guests looked on. Form II gave a choral speaking selection directed by Gloria Cross, and the ceremony closed with the singing of the school song and the National Anthem, led by Brock Rachar. Tea was served in the library for the masters and their families, and our guests, which included Dr. Dear- ness and Dr. Mark, both past principals of the Normal School. The Normal School campus already boasts a collection of unique species of trees; the Class of ' 51 has added one more. Our copper beech will add beauty to the Normal School grounds for many years to come, and will stand as a timeless memorial to the work of a great man in Normal School history — Mr. Roberts. ANTIQUES — ENGLISH SILVER DIAMONDS WATCHES JOHN A. NASH AND SON Reg ' d. Jeweller American Gem Society United States and Canada Compliments oj The Hay Stationery Co. Limited SCHOOL SUPPLIES 331 Richmond Street LONDON, ONT. Complete Office Outfitters FUNDAMENTALS... The best teacher is the one who keeps repeating the proven truths by which her pupils will benefit. We have an axiom that has been proven true, time and again throughout our history. That ' s why we like to re- mind folks as often as we can, of the EATON Guarantee: Goods Satisfactory or Money Refunded. T. EATON Cfc™ TORONTO CANADA As the first form in the school, it seemed only fitting that Form I start off the school with the first student activity programme. The Remembrance Day Ceremony, under the leadership of Joanne Bain and Doug Banks, was an impressive programme long to be remembered. High- lights of the programme were the choral speaking group, and the Last Post and Reveille played by Doug Barber. The colour party led by John Ayearst closed the programme on a note of solemnity. An interesting feature was presented in assembly one Thursday morning by Form I when Carl Butcher conducted a Current Events quiz, assisted by Fred Aldred, Dick Acton and Archie Blandford. The school was divided into two teams, both of which had to wrack their brains for answers to the posers prepared by Form I.. For their Literary Programme, Form I chose the theme South America , featuring a group of girls from Ursuline College. The girls, representing many of the countries of Central and South America, put on a highly entertaining musical programme of South American dances and songs. A reception, honouring our guests, was held in the library after the programme with refreshments prepared by the feminine part of Form I and served by the boys. Form I is proud of its basketball marvel-men, George Abell, Pat Ayearst and Archie Blandford, who helped the Normal School team in one of the most successful seasons in its history. The cheerleading of Joanne Bain, Jeanne Clark, Fred Aldred and Dick Acton kept the school in high spirits throughout the year. Executive life in the school was kept rolling with the assistance of the following: George Abell and Pat Ayearst, Men ' s Athletic Association; Doug Banks and Archie Blandford, Yearbook; Joanne Bain and Doug Barber, Literary Society; Joyce Arthur, Women ' s Athletic Association; Dawna Butler, Red Cross; Fred Aldred, Student Parliament. Is there any truth in the rumour we hear th.it the powers that be regard our form with ,i wary eye, sometimes? We admit that we have a motley assortment of characters in Form III. We agree that few, if any, of us carry that pedagogical air that is supposed to be peculiar to teachers. We may look like confidence men, fashion experts, auctioneers, jewel thieves — in fact, almost anything but teachers. Our group takes in about everybody from G to L. Perhaps you remember our Lit programme. We hope our form is not entirely bereft of talent. Maxine Jones and Jake Hamm could give any operatic couple a run for their money. Fellows like Cam Krueger, Harry Knapper, Jiggs Jagoe or Gord Grice could always land a job on the Bob Hope show if they decided to give up the noble profession. We watch Ken Jones very carefully so that we can report to his wife if he steps out of line. Ross Lambourne and Terry Langley manage to gi t a little work done after they spend Monday and Tuesday discussing the previous riotous week-end. Irene Hewitt, Ruth Krueger, and Shirley Hurdle seem to be always in some deep conspiracy. Don ' t ask us what it ' s about! Margaret Horuci will probably strangle us for telling, but we heard that she has ambitions to be an exchange teacher and see all the fascinating cities of Europe. Audrey Henderson remained cheerful all year long except for the time when a certain somebody had mumps. We are told that Ola Hyatt carries on an ambitious programme outside the school. Ever run out of energy, Ola? Mr. Hyde has to be really alert to put anything over on Joan Harrison. She keeps him on his toes constantly. What about the chorus of We ' re the joy girls from L.N.S. by Norma Hay and Helenmarie Harris? If you want to get Terry Heeney mad, just try that P. Terrance stuff. Herb Hale, the proud papa of our form, is almost as adept at teaching as he is at changing diapers. That right, Herb? Please, no comparisons between Muriel Hamilton ' s hair and a carrot! Here ' s a scoop! Lois Jackson doesn ' t really want to be a teacher. She wants to use teaching as a front so she can kidnap penguins. Oh, Oh! Pass the sunglasses. Here comes Chuck Ketchabaw with that tie again. As he was walking down Vonge Street in Toronto, Ralph Learn was heard to remark, Aylmer was nothing like this ! Betty Lou Lanning will be able to retire when she gets remuner- ated for all the paper that certain people have borrowed all year. Some people might take Pat Knight for the serious type, but not if they had listened to all the giggling that went on while she was working on that Social Studies project. We don ' t believe that Ruby Kimpanov makes those dazzling clothes she wears for a hobby. Confidentially, we think she blackmails Saks, Fifth Avenue. Whether Jan Jeffords is a social lion or not remains to be seen, but she never seems to want for a Saturday night dancing partner. Marion King wouldn ' t be at Normal School except that she learned women weren ' t accepted at Royal Military College. What ' s the attraction down there, Marion? Rest assured that although this is the age of peroxide blondes, Ruth Kemp is a genuine yaller . No gal from St. Marys would stoop so low. Mart Johnston is reputed to have a won- derful sense of humour; at least he is still laughing when everyone else has stopped. We ' ll try our best to say something about Barb I ' Anson that won ' t make her blush, although she is never prettier than when her face has that reddish tinge. Mayor Wenige of London once said that the L.N.S. Class of ' 51 was the cream of Western Ontario. We in Form III hope we can call ourselves the skim milk, anyway! 7alt 7 tte fan ' poxnt Form II has the dubious distinction of being the strong, silent type — at least silent. But we do have a real distinction in having in our midst such worthy personages as Betty Deschamps, author, producer and director of sure-fire Literary meetings. We also have a fiend with camera shutters for eyes, and lens for a heart, in the person of Don dimming. Good time in Toronto, Don? Ask him about the trip back Friday night! We all appreciate the pinwheel effect that Marj Cook achieves with her eyes, but it is too atomic for the opposite sex to endure. We were sorry to lose our handsome Student Parliament representative, W. A. Finlay, to the snapping jaws of the Ontario Dental Association. However, Form II will carry on the good work through Wes Clow, our new representative. Those wishing to apply for jobs as taxi-cab drivers in London — ask Ed Dyck. He has all the answers, and some of the questions. There was a time when we were seriously thinking of changing Form II to Ward II. During the flu season, the room was rather quiet with such good people as babbling Betty Friederick away. Then there was Don Feaver who couldn ' t seem to manipulate on both feet for some time after an unfortunate escapade. Don ' t forget Donna Gordon, who spent quite a while in bed trying to get rid of those little red spots, and Al French, who hobbled around manfully during examinations after a rather rough floor hockey game. Form II would not be complete without the interminable V. L. DuVal — the silent one. Teacher or preacher? How many of you like striped pajamas? Just see Marj Dawson — in Toronto, that is! Do you want a quick sketch for Mr. Walker or a dance poster? Call on Fred Collins — every- body ' s friend. Besides being chief art advisor for everyone in Form II, and sketching cartoons for the yearbook, Fred made a very good job of acting as business manager for both the men ' s basketball team and the floor hockey teams. When you want a little pressure applied, just call for Eb Goldhawk. Mr. Neilson himself shivers and reaches for the checkbook when confronted with this dynamic personality. As you know, Form II was, to say the least, sensational in putting on their Christmas Literary show. We worked under extreme difficulties, having about six different teachers as advisors and finding it rather hard to get into school to do any practising. However, the show went on right after Hamilton Normal School ' s visit. We will not forget our songbird, Don Curric and his rendition of O Holy Night — very beautiful, Don. Did you ever guess who Santa Claus really was? Right! Eb had a little trouble in keeping his trousers up over that huge paunch. Our reindeer were indeed the most shapely that ever pranced across that creaky old stage. The Nose DeLaurier did a real job of lighting the way. If you ever want a Christ- mas Concert planned, call in any member of Form II, who will tell you how it should be done — So Long — It ' s Been Good to Know Ya! Form VI had their coming out on October 13, when they put on the first Literary meet- ing of the year. Virginia Webster acted as Mistress of Ceremonies for the programme, which was built on a Hallowe ' en theme. The accompanying eerie atmosphere was created by the first number, a piano solo, Spooks at Midnight , played by Pat Thomas. Readings concerning the origin of Hallowe ' en customs were given by Ada Thomas, Vivian Thompson, Dorothy Wilson and Mary Tinney. Velma Wright and Sylvia Willms gave recitations. Concluding the pro- gramme, members of Form VI were suddenly transformed into scarecrows, Jack-o ' Lanterns, witches, rabbits and girls-of-many-lands in a Hallowe ' en playlet. Luck was with us when our second Literary meeting fell upon February 2, providing us with the picturesque Valentine theme. The programme was based on age-old ideas of love and romance. It was discovered at practices that Ted White, Norm Worts and Wanda Smith made a fine trio, and who could ever forget their unique version of Be My Love ? Borrowing from the idea of two famous authors, John Thibaudeau and Shirley Stonehouse enacted the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet , and George Stevenson and Roy Wanamaker presented a scene from Pickwick Papers . Wanda Smith read a history of St. Valentine ' s Day, and Pat Williams conducted a Valentine ' s quiz with the audience, assisted by Mr. Roberts. Form VI put in many happy hours rehearsing for a Valentine ' s play to end the programme. Although Tom Wear had trouble keeping his shirt in place, and Adam Stetcher could think of nothing to say but No! , the play ended as all had hoped, with the lovers reunited. Our thanks to Miss Prendergast and Miss Moisley for their assistance! Even without any class parties, Form VI has come to know one another. We watch Ted White endeavouring to enjoy Miss Conover ' s potato soup, and we can always count on Tom Wear for excitement in class. Mr. Roberts enjoys our Mr. Stevenson, who will one day be a huge success! Carle Walden has educated us as far as bees are concerned. We enjoy a good joke, and have plenty of them. Our one lament is the fact that our home room is the Science room, and oh! but those stools are — ahem! Mr. Biehl has given us our interviews, while Miss Moisley and Mr. O ' Neill have presided over our Thursday morning efforts . It has all been fun. See you teaching! Congratulations and Good Luck to the Graduates of 1950 - 1951 We thank you for your patronage. LAMONT - PERKINS Drug Store Phone 3-7104 156 Wortley Rd. London, Canada GREETING CARDS for every occasion • BOOKS • PICTURES • STATIONERY • FOUNTAIN PENS ' • PLAYING CARDS • LEATHER GOODS • OFFICE SUPPLIES • JUVENILE BOOKS • FOREIGN STAMPS • SCHOOL SUPPLIES • LENDING LIBRARY • DOLLAR BOOK CLUB • LITERARY GUILD BOOK CLUB (jJmdsdL diolmsA. 190 Dundas St. 631 Dundas St. East LONDON and 393 Talbot St. ST. THOMAS C- STUDIO Photographs are the only gifts we can give our friends that they cannot buy for themselves. Negatives retained for 1 5 years. 214 DUNDAS ST.. LONDON Same Entrance As LONDON 4-3414 Chouse ' P Mt IV ' priced If the school were to give each form a name such as those used in the primary grades, our form would surely have been called The Busy Bees . In its simplicity, this caption describes the part which Form IV played in school activities. From our form came the Student Parliament president, and treasurer, and from our form also, we endeavoured to give the Masters a maximum of response and co-operation. As every form, we presented two Literary meetings. The first was centered on a Scotch theme. The success of this venture not only brought the class members closer together, but won the plaudits of the entire school, and provided the Masters with ample opportunity to jibe re- garding our national instinct for economy. The second Literary was given during Education Week on the day of the Open House , to which parents and families were invited. The theme on this occasion was Canada , and the entire programme was educational. While it was sober in style, the programme won admiration and respect not only for the form, but also for education as a dynamic and living institution. As the academic year grinds to a close, our minds grope into the myriad of past experiences and try to recall a few highlights of our year. Some of these are presented here in a sketchy fashion : — the abashed countenance of each person as the tape recorder played back each voice. — those busy reports from the Student Parliament. — the continual last plea to butt smokes in the ash trays in the Common Room. — Mr. Linton ' s ability to challenge most projects in Social Studies. — Miss Loker and Mr. Miller. — My darling boy in Mr. Roberts ' room. — the bonnie lassies with the highland fling. — Miss Conover ' s passion for peanut butter. — Mr. Roberts ' pre-frontal lobes. — Mr. Dobrindt ' s baby-sitter. — Mr. O ' Neill ' s atomic bomb. —Mr. Biehl ' s smile; Mr. Biehl ' s frown. — Mr. Hyde ' s case for the copula verb. — the gentle tap of Miss Mcllroy ' s ruler on the blackboard. — the dazed Monday morning after the Toronto week-end. — the written testimonies of having had a wonderful time at parties for Miss Prendergast. Yes, these and many more experiences at Normal School will come back to us as we wend our way through this fascinating life. We shall leave with the thought of our form, not as a group with a few outstanding personalities, but as a unit — eager, energetic, enthusiastic, and effer- vescent. fe V« v We of Form V are convinced that our form is definitely the most talented in the school. Take, for example, our Literary meetings. Our first programme was presented on October 27, in the form of a scrapbook of The Twenties . Uncle Ezra, played by Donald Sims, and Aunt Sarah, played by Evangeline Parker, turned the pages of the scrapbook as they showed little Nicotine, alias Joan Norton, what life was like in their day. The first page depicted a graceful old-time waltz; next came the Charleston, starring the world-famous Charleston King and Qiieen, Ivan Palmer and Yelma Smith. Music entered the programme at this point in the form of a girls ' chorus and George Robb, singing Red Sails in the Sunset . Fred Marconi Phillips gave a demonstration of an early radio broadcast. A brief sing-song was led by the girls ' chorus with the whole school taking part. The main event of the programme was tin- fashion plate of the twenties . The audience laughed uproariously at Elsie Pollard as a pigeon-toed school girl, and Mary Lou Park in fashion- able shopping attire. Anne O ' Neil made a hit modelling the so-called swimming suit of two decades ago, and we couldn ' t forget famous Miss McGinty in the form of Fred Phillips. Jean Riggs and Mary O ' Neil represented the bride and groom, and who should end up with the bride ' s bouquet but Mr. Roberts! Working behind the scenes were Colmar Russell, Wayne Paddon, Grace Ritchie, Brock Rachar, and Diane Royal. As the scrapbook closed, Mr. Hall was called upon to criticize the programme. All in all, our Literary programme provided an enjoyable afternoon ' s entertainment for everyone. In Form V, we boast of some of the talent of the Normal School. In the musical field, our Velma Smith, Grace Ritchie, Brock Rachar, and George Robb lend their leadership to the class as well as to the school in morning assemblies. For humour and surprises in the classroom, we depend upon Ivan Palmer, Wayne Paddon, Fred Phillips, or Harold Oliver. Our form is well represented in sports as well, with Ardyth Noble, Catherine Patterson and Jean Riggs on the girls ' basketball squad, and Wayne Paddon and Peter Oprica on the men ' s. Whether it ' s a sport or not, we won ' t say, but many of the bridge enthusiasts found in the Common Room during lunch hour can be traced back to Form Y! We are proud of our form. It seems unfortunate that we could be together only one year. How r ever, when June rolls around and we must, of necessity, leave our newly acquired friends, we will carry away with us many never-to-be-forgotten memories of Form Y. London Normal School. A. Talbot Ltd.