Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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The first thing he did that afternoon when he walked through the front door was to kick the cat. It was not just a kick of frustration but one of sheer malice and hatred. The cat ran off yowling and he smiled. The second Hving thing he set eyes on in the house was his wife. Restraining the impulse to kick her too, he scowled. She asked him pleasantly, but fearfully, how his day had been at work. He knew she was just being kind but for some reason he detested her for her kind- ness. He noticed that she was wearing a new dress and that she had had her hair done. Was this her feeble attempt to please him? Stupid woman! He felt the delicious desire deep in the pit of his stomach to torment her, and so he told her that she looked awful and asked her why she had not got rid of that old dress ages ago. He could see her heart sinking and he smirked inwardly at his success. He walked towards her. She shrank back. He put his hand out to touch her hair and demanded where she had got the money to pay for such a pointless extravagance as a hair appointment. She flushed. He struck her and then wished he had not. Now that he had struck her he could no longer torment her in such a satisfactory manner because she would only start to cry and nothing frustrated him more than a stupid woman ' s tears. She was crying anyway. She knew her tears frustrated him he was sure. Now she was the tormentor. He could not bear it. Suddenly he was angry, angrier than he had ever been before in his life. He liked this anger; it gave him a feeling of power but he did not think too much of the pleasure for that would lessen the rage. He stormed into the kitchen. She just stood there. He pulled out the sharpest carving knife. Another tear molded its path down her cheek. He swept back into the room and saw her standing. She did not look scared anymore; she did not even move. Her indifference was like a catalyst to his fury and he stabbed her again and again. When she lay at his feet he smiled. Now he could torment her as much as he liked and she would never cry. Kirsten Munro Grade 13 16

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Clan Awards Junior School . . . Robertson Fraser Award to the Chieftain . . . Allison Huycke Senior School . . . McAlpine McLeod Award to the Chieftain . . . Margaret Kemp Athletic Awards Junior Darcy Bett Jennifer Huycke Cassandra Roncarelli Pam Smith Sarah Teskey Jill Wigle Art - The Pippa Harris Memorial Prize . . . Maureen Dempsey Service to The Kaleidoscope . . . Margaret MacMiUan, Amanda Palmer The Dorothy Misener Teskey Bursary in Family Studies . . . Mary Morden Contributions to Music . . . Victoria Pinnington Loyal Co-operation in the Residence . . . Jacqueline Fitzgibbon Library Service . . . Anna Van Straubenzee Service to the Debating Society . . . Katie Lundon, Bryn MacPherson, Kirsten Munro Service to the Drama Club . . . Jane Moes Service to The Slogan . . . Suzanne Dingwall, Margaret Lawson Service to the Beta Kappa . . . Catherine Le Feuvre Serv ice to the Opheleo . . . Jacqueline Atkins Progress . . . Kristen Wilby The Edgar Gordon Burton Memorial Prize for Personal Achievement . . . Margaret Kemp The Jennie E. MacNeill Prize for Citizenship . . . Molly Falconer, Margaret Gooderham The Carter-Ledingham Prize for Outstanding Contribution to the Senior School . . . Tricia Purks, Lise Hafner The Loewen Ondaatje McCutcheon Prize for Encouragement of Love of Scholarship . . . Jill Adams Essay Competition Grades 9 and 10 . . . Shiona MacKenzie Grades 11,12 and 13... Cynthia Walker Sports Prizes Junior School Activity Awards Heidi Ambrose Katherine Fullerton Adrienne Grant Victoria Hackett Allison Huycke Lau.a Nichols Catriona Padmore Olivia Sampson Dana Warren Badminton Junior Singles . . . Katherine Fullerton Senior Singles . . . Paul Doyle .Swimming Dnder 1 1 Champion . . . Gigi Hull Junior Champion . . . Heather O ' Connor Intermediate Champion . . . Susie Garay Senior Champion . . . Andrea Whiteacre Tennis Junior Singles . . . Cynthia Mitchell Senior Singles . . . Vicki Bassett Senior School Doubles . . . Vicki Bassett, Janet Ondaatje Sports Day Under 1 1 Champion . . . Adrienne Grant Junior Champion . . . Susan Andrus Intermediate Champion , . . Darcy Bett Senior Champion . . . Lisa Beer Opem 80 Metre Sprint Champion . . . Lisa Beer Senior Sheila Buchanan Laurie Gunton Margaret Kemp Margaret Gooderham Hope Humphrey Alison Wiley

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FROZEN WITH FEAR There is something about lonehness and the isolation of darkness that disturbs me. I feel I am imprisoned by mysterious forces which I am unable to see. I lie in my warm and comfortable cushioning bed, with a yellow blanket pulled up to my chin. My head sinks into the soft material on the pillow. I begin to think of what might unexpectedly appear out of these mysterious forces that surround me. I wait and wait but nothing has yet come. All of a sudden the stillness of the night is disturbed by a soft distinct melody. I look around but I cannot seem to find its source. I listen more attentively now as the music becomes more eery within my room. I dare not move for my instinct tells me the black force is too strong. I now set free my imagination as I am in another world. My eyes begin to wander about the room watching ever so closely. My eyes stop. A black figure, the shape of a human, is projected on my wall. I begin to shake and tremble but after taking a deep breath I calm down again. My muscles are aching from being in a frozen position so long. What has caused me to react like this? I suspect it is a fear that everybody experiences. But is it really? It could be that it only happens to me. I became so frightened that I felt I was losing my sense of reality. Then the rays of yellow light streaked with sparkles of gold enter my room. I cannot believe it! The rays of yellow light are actually pushing the black force out of my window and into the pale brilliant blue sky. I watch as the defeated force is pushed away above the clouds. I fell asleep. Alison Dalglish, Grade 8 Junior School Prize Essay HEAVENLY HELL White sun Red clouds Blue grass Green sky Praying birds Flying nuns Swimming soldiers Fighting fish Violent laughter Hilarious rage Meandering child Bawling brook Floral scented sausage Fat-laced flowers Tough jam Sweet steak Dying to live Living to die. Sheila MacMillan 17