Balmoral Hall School - Optima Anni Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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8 2 Ialedictor Graduation 1965 - and time to say farewell. For a brief moment I put aside work and school responsibilities and think with en- thusiasm of graduation as the gateway to our future. Though the future is always uncertain we feel that we can pass through this gateway confidently, with the know- ledge, and training we have received at Balmoral Hall. We take with us many tangible benefits. Our interests have been numerous and have covered every facet of School life. Many of us have enjoyed at least two years in the School choir. Our book-lovers. have serv- ed as librarians and others on the Magazine Executive. During these years of learning and serving we have come to love and ap- preciate music, to value our library and its wealth of new books, and to enjoy the busi- ness experieoce of searching for advertise- ments. We know well that this part of our School Captain Head Girl school life will always be useful on the other KATHARINE Kii.oouR susAN Hu'rcHiNos Side Of the gateway. During our years at Balmoral Hall we have learned to be part of a group, each of us giving to the group something of ourself. Since Grade IV we have been in a House. Loyalty towards one's House is particularly evident in games when we compete with the other Houses in basketball and volleyball, in badminton andpeven ping-pong. We have vxlgorked hard in class and watched conduct and neatness points to keep our House on t e top. From this training in the House, as Class-Presidents, and on teams, we have become aware of responsibility, and in this our final year some of us were chosen to be Prefects, House Heads and School Officers. Sue and I have the honour of being your Head Girl and School Captain, an exf perience and an opportunity which we shall never forget. As I think of the total picture, I know that I take with me memories of the whole School worshipping together each morning and of other special services at Thanksgiv- ing, at Christmas, and of our Sunday afternoon Closing Service in Iune. Those of you who are still climbing the ladder to the Sixth Form, look for opportun- ities to serve - help to make your School what you want it to be -keep your eyes wide open in your search for Better Things. We know that much will be required of those to whom much is given. That we have been given much at Balmoral Hall we are aware - may it now be in our power to produce the much that will be required. KATHARINE KILGOUR, School Captain and Valedictorian.

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gg gggg g W gg Mggg gpg 7 3' Hifi UL Balmoral Hall june, 1965 My dear Girls, As another year draws to a close I take a kaleidoscopic view of your achievements and I see much to concern me, much to content me, and some things to please me. My personal interest in each one of you cannot be expressed in this letter but decide if you are a student who worries me, who makes me content or who makes me rejoice. It worries me when you make no effort to improve, it pleases me when your own happi- ness shows through your consideration for others, and I rejoice when through your own effort you achieve some degree of success. Everyone needs some success but not everyone has the patience and determination of Robert Bru-ce's spider. Academic success is best measured by improvement, not by marks or awards. When your report shows a comment suggesting hard work and im- provement, you have achieved success. All achievement has its price. I follow all your efforts in piano and organ, in dancing and singing, in swimming and badminton, in skating and riding, and now in home-baking. I know that your success has been the result of patient practice and I am pleased for you. Iwatch with pleasure other achievements, less spectacular, but very important - the thoughtless ones becoming considerate, the intolerant becoming kind, the critical becom- ing generous, the lazy becoming interested, the quick-tempered gaining control. And with pleasure I watch you help each other in work and in play - seniors helping juniors, day girls entertaining boarders, good students helping weak students- I give many of you credit for these achievements. You will find happiness because you are aware of others. Need I add that I am concerned about those of you who are very busy accomplishing nothing. In your selfish search for pleasure you are often restless, demanding and un- happy. Get busy in a different way. Use your very good qualities to please someone else this summer and see what happens. Good luck in your examinations, my special blessing to those of you who are graduating and a happy summer to all. Yours affectionately,

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5lGN.6 7' 5 ,hgggg U 9 is -pu-47' :bd Q-A 011' xlxlsf , fy L LITEKHKY Af The soft morning sun peeked through the fluffy, blushing clouds, which blocked his view of the life below, perhaps of the old blue cab, that rattled and wheezed as it jogged along its familiar route. The hard, grey stone of the old English buildings was inellowed by the gently pink light and was soon to be steeped in the blithe beams of the sun, which would, in a few hours, wink brightly through the leaves. To the cab driver, it was an ordinary day for an ordinary man- His tired eyes scanned the sidewalks for any early cus- tomers. His face had become drawn and dejected over the last, lonely ten years and his eyes reflected the loneliness of his pre- sent life. The people that looked into his face, had the feeling that he had been de- prived of everything that he had ever loved. His recent grief permeated his whole face and was apparent to all those who came in contact with him. He had lost a son - his only child, and now he found that he had nothing in the world to cling to except the happy memories of tousled blonde hair and laughing lips. But these memories were not strong enough to sustain the kind of life that he was forced to take part in. The boy had met a violent death. Quarrelling with his friends, he had received a heavy blow which had sent him forcefully to the rough pavement. His' father could not discuss his grievances with anyone -- the world was too busy. S :s Q. -i :r cu F Q Q Q. -I Q sr cu 'I' :- 1, E Q -4' The driver was aroused from his deep cogitation by a well-dressed gentleman fran- tically waving his arms and shouting to 31'- tract his attention. He brought the old cab to a jerking halt, glancing quickly over his shoulder to be sure that the back scat had been dusted. The gentleman was half in the cab before he could even open thc door. G'mornin', sir, he said apologetically. but the gentleman had failed to notice his lack of movement. Three forty-nine Maplegrove East. the man replied gruffly and buried his nose in his paper. Pretty sunrise, don't y'think, sir? com- mented the driver lamely, attempting to start a conversation. l Uh-huh, grunted the man in the back. who probably did not even hear him. being deeply involved in the financial section. Anxious to pour out his grief to anyone. the driver began to relate tales about his boy and his death. M'boy used to get up on a mornin' like this 'n go fishin, 'e did. Used to love fishin y' know. You like fishin' much? No answer. 'AM'boy 'n me would both get up 'n go fishin' now 'n then, y'know. Used to love it, we did. Them was the days. Still no answer. boy died t' other day, he said quietly. Not receiving the sympathy that he had expected, he went on.