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SCHOOL PAPER A SUCCESS The 1964-65 school year saw some changes being made in school publi¬ cations. The Altona Collegian, formerly a publication which appeared three times yearly, was launched as a monthly project. This made it possible to keep the larger student body informed on matters of general concern. The Mr. A. Schmidt, Carol Loewen, Margaret Loewen. older system was devoted largely to creative writing. The first edition of The Collegian rolled off the presses on October 5, 1965 on an experimental basis. Gen¬ eral interest led to the appointment of Grant Thiessen as editor. Thereafter, at fairly regular inter¬ vals, not always monthly, The Col¬ legian made its appearance. Publications Committee Appointed The Student Council this year ap¬ pointed a committee and charged it with the chore of supervising all pub¬ lications by the ACSA. The editor and staff of all publi¬ cations were responsible to this group. This included both the Year¬ book Committee and the staff in charge of The Collegian. Thiessen Appointed Editor With the appointment of Grant Thiessen, a senior student, The Col¬ legian began to be printed fairly regu¬ larly. Thiessen readily admits that his task was often a “lonely” one. All too often he was his own reporter, editor and typist. Despite the many unexpected diffi¬ culties that arose, Thiessen managed to get his paper out. He also man¬ aged to get considerable reaction from some quarters to his scathing editor¬ ials. Congratulations for a job well done. 24
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BEYOND THIS HORIZON Beyond this horizon The immortal storm rages, Bringing childhood’s end To a young, tired people. The tomorrow people, Emerging from the caves of steel Into the naked sun, Pilgrims through the door Into summer. Dwellers in the mirage Of forgotten time, We stand alone Among the green hills of earth, The sands of eternal time Drifting through our clutching fingers. Here gather the stars. The far reaches of man Are as futile as the grasping Of an ant, attempting to move A mountain. Unless — Unless man emerges From the morning of existence Into the afternoon of intelligence — A golden sun Rising on the glory that could be. — James Grant Thiessen HE CANNOT FORGET The rain beat hard on the roof of the world, A dull, dark silence was there; Catching the rhythm, he turned around And glazed his eyes in a stare. A vision he saw — a wonderful dream, Charlotte was there by his side; But she seemed so distant — so far away Like the ebb of an outgoing tide. Then Fate stepped in and dealt him a blow — What was this? Only a dream? His joy had changed with the blink of an eye Into pain and a smothered scream. But the silence came back, and with it the rain, The pattering people of thought; It was only a dream — a wonderful dream, But why must it be of Charlotte? — Luther Pokrant THE DRIVER The Jaguar lies inert in the garage, Her potent, sinuous length Suspended — on four squat tires, The rubber smelling of open air and concrete horizons. A young man walks briskly into the garage, His smooth, clean-shaven face puckered into a tuneless whistle. Office-keys and car-keys swing in noisy unison Around a blocky, determined index-finger. With youthful dexterity He enters the machine And maneuvers it into the street: A strong right hand Clutches the gearshift knob And snaps the transmission into low gear: Left foot and right foot De-clutch and accelerate In smoothly synchronized motion: The Jaguar leaps ahead, Rear tires screeching in masochistic delight, Dual exhausts spewing out a deep-throated roar That peaks and falls thrice Before car and driver blur into the horizon. He parks his car at the office, And gets out. The engine makes odd little noises as it cools. The car is one ride older — Metal fatigue has set in; The tires have lost some tread; There is a new scratch in the body paint... Meanwhile, the young man strides into his office Refreshed by the early morning ride. Warm blood pulses through his hands and feet — He is ready to drive the world. — Robert Buhr 23
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YEARBOOK COMMITTEE YEARBOOK STAFF Editor in Chief ... Assistant Editor ... Art ..... Publicity and Advertising . Typing and Paste-ups . Council Representative... Staff Representative . Photo Credits .... . Elizabeth Kehler . Raymond Klassen . Cheryle Braun . Harvey Toews Jim Edwards Victor Friesen Mr. E. Enns . Grace Braun ,. Betty Friesen . Mr. Harry Pauls Canadian School Studios Red River Valley Echo Mr. A. G. Braun Robert Friesen 25
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