Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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YEAR BOOK, 1963 Page 31

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Page 30 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN THE CAROL SERVICE The triumphant notes of ' ' Gloria in Excelsis Deo heralded the begin- ning of the thirty-seventh Branksome Hall Carol Service, held on December 16th, in St. Andrew ' s Presbyterian Church. Throughout the service the dignity and joy of this chorus were maintained as each girl played her part in creating an atmosphere of Christmas gladness. Carols old and new, carols from many lands, all telling the Christmas story in song were skilfully woven into a glorious pattern. As the carols recounted the events of the first Christmas, the figures of Mary, Joseph and Angels appeared high in the chancel to complete the majestic effect. For some girls this was their first Branksome Carol Service, for others this was their last. Each of us will remember it always, and remember at the same time the patience and expert direction of Mrs. Coutts without whom the service could not be the occasion we cherish. Perhaps our feelings and aims regarding this important event of the school year are best contained in the final verse of Let Trumpets Sound which, followed by the moving Amen by John Stainer, brought to an end the main part of the Carol Service : And as the doors swing back in churches old To welcome all who greet the infant king, My flames from Heaven ' s own candle guide the steps May flames from Heaven ' s own candles guide the steps Of those both great and small who praises sing. Gloria in Excelsis Deo. MARGARET MACKAY EDITORIAL STAFF Mrs. Campbell, Staff Advisor; Carol Sissons, Advertising Manager; Ruth Dunlop, Literary Editor; Lyn Hamilton, Editor-in-Chief; Pat McCrimmon, Sports Editor; Mrs. Dutton, Staff Advisor.

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Page 32 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN PRIZE ESSAY 1962 The Stone Age Man Confronts Canadian Life aii aii I think over again my small adventures When with the wind I drifted in my kayak And thought I was in danger My fears Those small ones that seemed so big For all the vital things I had to get and to reach And yet there is only one great thi ng The only thing To live to see the great day that dawns And the light that fills the world. An ancient song this, sung in an ancient language, the language of the Innuit, The Men, the Eskimo. In the family of Angularik, a Canadian Eskimo, there are three gene- rations, each of which is symbolic of the change in Eskimo life which has taken place since the Second World War, as the Stone Age and the Space Age meet. First there is Tutiak, the father of Angularik. He is the Eskimo of the past, a singer of songs and a teller of tales ; his people were the Netsilik, the hunters of the seal, living on the coastland of the barren north, hunting with sleds and dogs, kayaks and crude weapons. The fishing, and trapping of small animals, and, on trips inland, the hunting of caribou, provided all that was necessary for life — food, clothing, fuel and imple- ments. An igloo could be constructed in a short time. Tutiak had his sled, his dogs, his kayak and his weapons : he needed nothing else. Contact with white men was rare. It was a simple, primitive life, changed little during the centuries since the arrival of the Eskimo in North America across the Bering Strait from Siberia. In fact the life of the Eskimo has changed more drastically in the last twenty years than in the last twenty centuries. Now Tutiak is old. Many of the men he knew and with whom he hunted are dead. Those still alive remember the days when an invocation to Nuliayuk, goddess of sea-creatures, would bring the seals rising to the breathing-holes faster than they could be caught; and when the caribou would pass an encampment in a steady stream for days on end. Gone are those days and the men who knew them. In their place has risen a new life and a new generation of Innuit. Angularik, the son of Tutiak, is the Eskimo of the present. He lives in a corrugated aluminum houce, built by the government, works in a nickel mine and is a member of the Anglican church. As a Canadian citizen he can receive all the benefits Canadians in other parts of Canada receive and can vote in federal and territorial elections. It is his generation which is