Ashbury College - Ashburian Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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16 It has been brought to our notice certain older boys recollect the when the Flying J--s were on that time t.ime for chapel. He may be a brain, but he's all wet when it comes to showers. We find that the Head can also deal with M olotof cocktails. How was that triple Bromo at the Windsor, Mike? The Junior Algebra class is now really hot stuff. Stan's Twitch has now developed into St. Vitus' Dance. Some hunt ducks, and others hunt grouse, But our Prefects' goal is just a mouse. How's the water at the Aud, Cruz? The noble Editor of Panorama has discovered the new perils of the up- stairs bath. The boys in Junior French have dis- covered that Crime Does Not Pay. In case anybody is wondering, R.S.V.P. is the French for trouble . Bill and Dave were too much for the organ. We hear that since the Plays the fair but dubious Yasmin has received several proposals. Get down and lick his boots, Robbie. THE ASHEURIAN In reply to Mischa: No, there is no floor show at the Formal. We see that books are becoming quite a weighty matter around Ashbury. They didn't think brown would suit your complexion, Bill. They say Bill made a new record for the indoor mile that evening ..... After perpetrating the above, the Editor is going to shut himself in his Ivory Tower and lock the door .... At the invitation of the Lions Club, four boys had a unique opportunity. A project called Men of To-Morrow was conceived whereby two boys from each of the Ottawa High Schools were first guests at a weekly Lions Club lunch, to see what happened, and then ran a Banquet completely providing all the officials except the guest speaker. There were two series. At the first we were represented by Pilgrim and Eliot I and Foster Hewitt was the speaker. At the second John Fisher spoke and Shenstone and Sablin were Ashbury's representatives. All acquitted them- selves well in their various duties. The Lions Club is to be congratulated not only on giving the boys an oppor- tunity to speak and act in public, but, more important, to learn what service means. G 1.,lmir.il lfnmuif Vl' wh' hr A liuljglr 'xflllsilll

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18 THE ASHBURIAN FORM NQTES lTh1Is is a new feature. We ojjfered to give space for notes on each form provided that the boys themselves provided the material. This space was, of course, open. to every form that wished lit. 4 ED.l FORM Vlb UR scene opens in the year 1975. Feeling energetic, your corres- pondent had left his helicopter on the lawn of Ashbury and gone in to see how things were going. He went into the corridor, stopped, and looked around him. Everything was the same, but there seemed to be something missing. He thought for a minute, and realized what it was-ethe place was too quiet. No longer could be heard the voices of masters upraised in pro- test, or the steady, ceaseless murmuring of the Middle School. Suspicious, your correspondent ascended the chapel steps and entered Room F. There was no one, apparently, in charge, but Cwonder of wondersll everyone was quiet and busy. He looked around the room, and some of the faces seemed familiar, which was strange, until he realized that some of the Boys had sent their sons to Ashbury. A little imagination, your correspondent blinked, and when he opened his eyes the Vlb of 1945, as it seemed, sat before him. He noticed for the first time an immense affair like an overstuffed slot machine which stood on the desk. The Machine Age was here, and had influ- enced even education. For the monster gave forth a whirring sound, and a metallic but familiar voice said, A few notes now, gentlemen! Another whirr, and from a slot came forth a large sheaf of typewritten material, which the students collected and began to study with apparent interest and concentration. All right, said the machine, You've had enough time to study those. Now, Stanley, what does the past participle agree with? Stanley opened his mouth, shut it again, scrat- ched his head, and said hopefully, The Pronoun, sir? Yes, Stanley. But there are several kinds of pronouns. Could you explain yourself a little more clearly ? Stanley couldn't. Twenty minutes later Stanley, and everybody else, could. It was a cool day, but the entire class was sweating profusely and had a faintly haggard expression. The machine was vibrating angrily, and several dials were lit. All of them had some such message as this: Thomas: two fair copies of notes on past participle, plus two exercises, to be inserted in slot C Tuesday, at 2 p.m. A bell rang, but no one moved. Instead, the machine emitted loud clanks and whirrsg it appeared to be changing gears. While this was going on, Vlb manifested its old spirit, as inkpots leven the Machine Age had not done away with inkpotsl flew gaily from hand to hand, and lively indi- viduals hurled the books of other indi- viduals on the floor, and their victims retaliated .... But the machine had ceased its clanking. It changed a sign on its front from FRENCH PERIOD to ENGLISH PERIOD , rang a loud gong, and lit up a dial which said, What the devil's going on in here? The machine seemed to fade. Your correspondent rubbed his eyes g it van- ished, and he awoke, back in 1945, to the cold reality of to-morrow's prep still lmdnne.