Broadview High School - Beam Yearbook (Broadview, Saskatchewan Canada)

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on the staff at the Central Collegiate in Regina. Mr. Leibel reminded us, as Robert Brown¬ ing said in one of his poems “The best is yet to be.” Miss Cope’s Chorus dedicated “Moments To Remember” and “Graduation Day” to the graduating class. The chorus also sang four other selections. The programme was ' completed by various other musical items. The dance started at te n-thirty with music, provided by the Harmony Boys, and Terry FitzGerald as Master of Ceremonies. The entire evening was enjoyed by all. “We’ll Remember Always, Graduation Day.” VALEDICTORY Today we have reached another milestone in our lives—today we finally fulfilled a life-long dream to graduate. It has been a goal shining through twelve years of school, a light to success. Sometimes it has been a very feeble light; often just a meaningless glow somewhere in the future; sometimes it has shone brightly, illuminating the path before us. Today, the light is almost dazzling, for we are upon it. But, as our Graduation day fades and eis our school days draw to a close, we see new lights appearing before us—new goals and new paths to these goals. We realize that this is the very first step to a future of great opportunities, a future of wide open doors. As our twelve wonderful years draw to a close, the first day of school comes back to mind. Do you remember it? Out of the mist of past events we catch a glimpse of a ■Small room full of tiny desks, a smiling teacher and the then—new faces. That was our first milestone—we had reached the first plateau in our life of learning. We remember the first game we ever played together. We were a little startled to realize that we must co-operate, that we must share. In those primary years we were taught obedience and discipline. We were taught to give as well as to receive. Yes, there was much we learned besides reading and arithmetic. This was but the beginning. As the years went by we gradually climbed up that mountain of learning, gaining new knowledge each step of the way. Then high school came, with its new way of life. We no longer attended school because we had to, but because we wanted to prepare our¬ selves for our place in the community as respected citizens of whom our parents, teachers and country may well be proud. As we think upon our last four years of school we see our teachers struggling with us through dark days and bright. We remember the football .games, cheering our team on to victory, our high school parties when all was forgotten as we did the twist or just listened. We remember the literary meetings with their humo¬ rous programmes, the field meets with the joy of winning that much cherished ribbon, and the Saturday morning curling games when you went to the rink half asleep. All of these memories ■will be tucked away and kept for the coming years. Now we have reached our final year, and we owe much to those who have helped to make the day possible in our lives; our teachers who have patiently guided us through our public school and high school grades; the School Board and the School Unit which made our years of learning a little easier by supplying the facilities and tools necessary for this job; our parents who guided those first wandering footsteps and tried so hard to keep us on the right track. Words cannot express our appreciation. I shall only say with all sincerity and gratitude—We thank you. Soon we will walk out of the doors of the Broadview School for the last time and we cannot help feeling a little sad as we think of our group which so soon shall be scattered abroad. But we know our place is here no longer. A new place is awaiting each of us elsewhere and we must find it. A duty is waiting to be done and we hasten to do it. Whatever the place that awaits us, whatever the duty may be, we shall remember that we have a purpose in life to fulfill.