Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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Page 30 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN

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YEAR BOOK, 1955 Page 29 Then the dance set us in a daze, It seemed to us a pale pink haze, ' ' Africa made us walk on the air, For this we even curled our hair. ' Elmer and the Soprano was our play, Lines w ere learned without delay. It all went over rather well Thanks Lisa, you really rang the bell. Our Treasurer and our President, Are collecting all the money for Lent ; The rest of the girls have all chipped in, To make the best through thick and thin. Graduation soon will be here. And we ' ll look back on another year. With thanks to our form teacher, Mrs. Hughes, Whom we shall be very sorry to lose. IVA FORM REPORT IVA assembled back in September, Happily welcoming each new member. When Miss MacNeill we greeted with cheers, We renewed the friendships of former years. The new girls were welcomed on probation ; Quite all right , was our final summation. Next our form officers we did elect, And Sue her money began to collect. Forms four and five then invaded the farm ; Our drivers viewed the rain with alarm. The buses are stuck, let ' s all give a heave We wondered if we would ever leave. Basketball we practiced at dawn each day, Victory was worth it , we were able to say. We planned our play ; Hazel stole the scene ; A damp ' ning effect — see what we mean? We tried to ignore the exams that intruded. With minds quite blank, o ' er our papers we brooded.

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YEAR BOOK, 1955 Page 31 The Christmas dance was a happy affair, And greatly enjoyed by all who were there. But all too soon the holidays ended And back to school our way we wended. The January dance on a wintry night Took us to Africa — what a delight. We practiced Footloose and Fancy Free And this time produced it for all to see. Some skipped school with official permission, To take Branksome to Laurel was their mission. At a Model U.N. we di d have fun, Our life-long interest has just begun. The Strawberry Festival, yet to come. Will provide berries, at least for some. June exams will then haunt our dreams ; But the year ' s just started ! or so it seems. No, the year ' s over — Junior Grads are we ; Tomorrow we ' ll be serving tea. To Miss MacNeill here ' s a vote of thanks ; May she recover from all our pranks. At the garden party we say farewell; We ' ve but one more year in these halls to dwell. THE IVB FORM REPORT Legite ! Legite ! What before you you see. For this is the story of IVB. (This is a tale known by few Except the authors, and Miss Craig too!) Alan Hudson (not very bright). Planned our play for Hurricane Night. ' Hazel came rocketing through on that day. And . . . PFFFT . . . there went our play !