Brentwood College School - Brentonian Yearbook (Mill Bay, British Columbia Canada)

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B rent w o o d College M a g a z i n e Grade XI.— E. Chad wick. Grade XII. — T. Bassett. Special Progress Prizes — B. Harvey, S. Dennison. Angus Science Prize — R. Field. Curtis Mathematical Prize — A. H. Mitchell. Scott-Moncrieff English Literature Prize — I. Ross. Williams Language Prize — M. Symons, P. Izard. Crease Art Prize — Senior, E. Chad wick; Junior, R. Taylor. Headmaster ' s Reading Prizes — Senior, M. Symons; Junior, R. Stephens. Architectural Drawing Prize — G. Wilby. Mechanical Drawing Prize — N. Mitchell, F. Angus. Manual Training Prize — Senior, K. Cooke; Junior, K. Nairn. Special Progress — A. Jacobs. , CUPS Badminton Singles — A. Izard. Tennis Singles — I. Ross. Tennis Doubles — Symons and Mitchell. Senior Cross Country — I. Ross; Intermediate, D. Holmes; Junior, W. Clist. 100 Yards— N. Mitchell. Senior Swimming — F. Angus; Intermediate, B. Harvey; Junior, W. Clist. Cricket Bats for 50 Runs Scored — School Match, R. Field and A. Johnston. Best Batting Average — R. Field. Best Bowling Average — A. Johnston. Best All-round Junior Cricketer — X. Rogers. Shooting Medals — Highest Aggregate, G. Milligan; Senior, 2nd Class, R. Field; Junior 2nd Class, D. Holmes. Junior Challenge Cup — W. Clist. Intermediate Challenge Cup — D. Holmes. Victor Ludorum Challenge Cup — R. Field. Inter-House Challenge Cup — Upper House (Captain N. Mitchell). Yarrow Shield and Medal— X. Mitchell. The Way Of It The art of writing poems may Be learnt in little time : Y r on ' ve only got to find a word, And then you find another word, And then you find another word, And get them all to rhyme. Of course you must choose with care The subject of your song: Now if you take a word like cat, Hat, sat or mat will ryhme with that, Or at or pat, or vat or flat — You simply can ' t go wrong. They pray observe these simple rules, Which I have now made clear : Don ' t write about the quintuplets, Or Niagara, or zebras, or unicorns, Or Epstein, or Hitler, or even Mussolini, Because you ' re bound to get terribly stuck. Page Twenty -seven

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Brentwood College Magazine Speech Day SATURDAY, June 12th; shining sun and pleas- ant breeze added one more to the unbroken suc- cession of fine days that have favoured each Speech Day at Brentwood since the college started. The programme includ- ed a cricket match against a Father ' s team, a seamanship display and crew race, fol- lowed by assembly in the gymnasium for speeches and prize giving. Finally, tea on the verandah gave pleasant opportunity for greetings and farewells, in addition to welcome refreshments of a more material nature. The cricket match started at 11 o ' clock in the morning; after an interval for lunch in the marquee, play was resumed and the game terminated at 2.40 o ' clock in a victory for the Fathers. The skill displayed by the Fathers, be it noted, was really remarkable for none of them, one gathered from their conversation, had so much as touched a cricket bat since shortly after the Boer War. At three o ' clock the seamanship display, which was carried out by crews in the College sailing craft, drew the crowd down to the Point. In the crew race that followed this display the College four showed the result of their hard work during the term by defeating the opposing crew which, by virtue of its inclusion of an Old Boy, was given the courtesy title of Old Boy ' s crew. At 3.30 the Headmaster opened proceedings in the gymnasium by asking the assembly to stand in silence for a brief time in honour of the late Mr. H. P. Hope, first Headmaster of Brentwood. Then, after a comprehensive review of the year ' s work, and a discussion of the future, in which he struck a note of considered optimism, he introduced Mr. Justice H. B. Robertson, who had kindly consented to give away the prizes. In his address to the boys Mr. Robertson stressed the need of courage, both mental and physical, and illustrated his points with stories taken from the lives of people who had possessed this attribute. Dr. Scott-Moncrieff then said a few words, making further resp ectful reference to the late Mr. Hope. After the prize giving adjournment was made to the verandah for tea. FORM PRIZES Grade VIII.— R. Whittall. Grade IX. — R. Stephens. Grade X. — K. Logan. Page Twenty-six

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Brentwood College Magazine Headmaster s Address LOCKER INSPECTION YOU can quite understand that, at this time of the term, my thoughts tu rn very frequently towards those of you who are leaving. I wonder, of course, what you are going to do when you have finished your educational courses and how successful you are going to be : but most I wonder how much you have gained, during your time here, which is going to be of real value to you in the years ahead. Perhaps, then, it was only natural that I should have dreamed about you the other night. It was rather a dark room in which I found myself and I could not, at first, make out where I was, but as I grew accustomed to the light, I realised that it was a changing-room. There were the rows of lockers, with their doors opened, and standing in front of them, a line of about a dozen boys, each with a bundle in front of him. A man, whom I did not at first recognize, was wal king slowly down the line, checking over each bundle and entering notes in a book. Evidently some sort of locker inspection was going on. But I don ' t think he is being very efficient, I thought to myself, because in some of the lockers I could see quite a lot of things that seemed to have been left behind. The piles of belongings in front of each boy varied considerably : most of them contained some school books, but that was almost the only thing they had in common, and, even then, the quantity of books differed enormously. Some of the boys seemed to have concentrated a good deal on athletics : there were footballs, bats, racquets, cups and blazers stacked in front of them, and certainly one boy had an oai leaning against a nearby pillar. Others had less imposing heaps, but still interesting: an old pair of football boots and running shoes ; something made in the Manual Training shop, a play costume, a hymn book and a few black note books made up one fairly typical pile. One or two, I noticed, were gazing rather ruefully at heaps of old, tattered magazines, a few candy-bar wrappers, a crumpled packet of cigarettes and some cheap gramophone records. That seemed to be all they had, because their lockers were fairly well cleaned out. While I had been taking all this in, the Inspector had finished his job and was walking down to my end of the line. As soon as I saw his face, I recognized my old friend, the Spirit of Brentwood, though he seemed to have grown bigger and stronger since I saw him last. How do you do, he said, I was just having a locker inspection for the boys who are leaving. I like to see that they take away everything they ' ve got when they go. Well, I said, I hope you won ' t think I am interfering with your job, but haven ' t you overlooked quite a lot of things? Some of their lockers seem almost full still. Page Twenty-eight