Blumenhof High School - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Blumenort, Manitoba Canada)

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STUDENT COUNCIL Sitting: Valida Loewen, Secretary; Gordon Carriere President. Standing: Agnes Hesse, literary convenor; Melvin Friesen Red Cross president, Abie Penner, sports convenor; Irene Janzen, vice-president; Emmeline Plett; social convenor; Mr. Dueck, teacher. What I Want Out of Life I want two things out of life: a small, old, country school and a home among the the pines. The school is old-fashioned in a “backwoods area” wihere life moves at a slower pace than here. The school presents a scene something like this: Shaggy, un- painted walls with creaky steps; an old wood stove at the back of the room that eats wood all winter long and just barely manages to keep the room warm; a scratch¬ ed, umpaimted floor; desks that bear the initials of bygone generations; a library with a few tattered books; an old cracked bell; and doors that creak so much that they could ' drive one crazy. The children are a happy bunch, physically strong, heal¬ thy, hardy, and of fine character. Some of them are bright, some are dull, and some are just plain average. They are all very anxious to study. One big, lanky boy near the stove is determined on becoming a teacher. The little girl in front of my desk tells me timidly that she is going to be a nurse when she grows up. The stout, fat boy that waddles around while trying to play soccer is going to be rich someday, so that he can stay in bed all morning. That square-built, tough boy is following the foot prints of his father, a hunter. So it goes down the line, each one having his big hopes and high ambitions. This is my fine school. My abode is a humble home, set in the pleasant presence of tall, proud pines. A creek ' trickles through the back yard and on to the muddy lake, one-half mile away where rest the migrant ducks and geese. The deep bass call of a gander bo his be¬ loved mate pierces the twilight air. A red squirrel scolds noisily as one of my boys throws a nut at him. A robin hops over to the bird fountain and has a good bath. On a distant barren hill, a coyote howls mer¬ cilessly at the rising, golden moon. The chickens squawk noisily as they search for a restful roost. The fat p ' ig grunts content¬ edly as he beds down until dawn of day. These are the surroundings of my home. My home itself is not very large; is well constructed but ' simple. In this cozy home With me dwell my loving wife and “kids”. We don’t have all the comforts and conven¬ iences of the modern, new-fangled homes, but we are content and happy. In the even¬ ings I prepare my lessons for the next day. The walls are decorated with trophies from my hunting and fishing. I’ve taken a course in taxidermy and am able to preserve many of my precious specimens. On the wall hang a pair of antlers, a mallard duck, and a Canada goose. In one corner rests the bothersome mother skunk with her brood of six little ones. Beside me is my ' inseparable companion, Red, an intelli¬ gent Irish Setter. Such Shall be’ my life: a good school, a cozy comfortable home, a loving family and living in God’s beauti¬ ful nature.

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ACTIVITIES .

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LITERARY COMMITTEE Irene Joyce, Agnes Hesse, convenor, Della Loewen. RED CROSS COMMITTEE Wanda Grybos, treasurer; Luana Dueck, sec.; Melvin Friesen, president. 25