Calgary Normal School - Chinook Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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Page Twenty-two ’31 YEAR BOOK BIOGRAPHIES Glass IA CLARENCE PACY—Orion.—What ' s in a name? It ' s hard to say, hut you can tell Clarence by his “Clarenceness.” This cannot be defined but it includes his grin, his nervous wriggle, and his “Well, I ...” He may be found at the Debating Society meetings on Fridays. DWIGHT POWELL—Calgary.—May be distinguished from his fellows by his rather short figure, deep voice and dark straying hair. If seen alone he is fulfilling one of his obli¬ gations as secretary-treasurer for the class, viz, collecting money. RAYMOND PURKIS—Calgary.—He has a rather peculiarly pitched voice which suggests a disdainfulness which actually is not one of his faults. His elevated black hair is prom¬ inent at the Glee Club meetings, otherwise he is very quiet and agreeable. COLIN B. ROSS—Pincher Creek.—Another who has exceeded his allotted span of inches. He appears to be quiet and re¬ ticent but he is really almost as bad as McLeod for scrap¬ ping in class. He is the man who takes the “two bits” from visitors to the basketball games. HAROLD RUSSELL—Lethbridge.—A well-built, almost hand¬ some lad with blue eyes and close cropped, fair, waving hair. He was Vice-President of the Students’ Association during the first term and is one of the star players of the basketball team. He has other attributes among them being his even temper and good nature; his one possible fault is that he knows these things. KENNETH RUSSELL—Lethbridge.—His interests tend to¬ wards volley ball and basketball, both boys’ and girls’. Came to Normal in search of the elixir of youth but has since become disillusioned and is now a social service worker in embryo. Chief ambition—to be censor of biographies. AYLMER RYAN—Calgary.—We shall remember him as the charming heroine in the 1A play. He is socially popular and conscientiously studious. His characteristic tendency is toward cynical humor which generally takes the form of caricatures of instructors or other students. CARL SCHMALTZ—Beiseker.—His name of course stamps him as one of the blue eyed, fair haired race. A full face and rather awkward manner complete his physical characteris¬ tics. He does not push himself forward in class but he will answer intelligently when asked a question. He is well- known in sport circles by his absence. FRANK SMITH—Calgary.—High cheekbones are his dis¬ tinguish ing features. His habit of pursing his lips might prove to be his vulnerable spot to some manhunting female. His special interest is Drama; he was the producer and chief character in the 1A play. CHARLIE THOMSON—Calgary.—Also known as “Blondie.” He is of average height, sturdy huild and possesses a man ' s voice. His activities are practically confined to the schol¬ astic side, his particular interest being Manual Arts and Nature Study. His swagger may be due to the fact that he rides a bicycle (cf. cowboy). REGINALD I. TURNER, B.Sc., U. of Wales—Cardiff, Wales. —“He hath a lean and hungry look,” perhaps because his insatiable appetite for knowledge will never be satisfied. A naive youth, he believes that if one is British he can’t he wrong. His slightly apologetic air vanishes when Mr. Gor¬ don appears. As President of the Debating Society, Reg is ever ready to support any side of any argument, especially with anti-British folk. MAURICE WESTERN—Medicine Hat.— “And then arose Nestor, the clear-voiced orator.”—Homer. Light auhurn hair, medium height, and slight huild. While being an excellent student and a keen volley ball player he is widely and chiefly known for his debating ability. His success as a debater is largely due to his convincing, em¬ phatic style, and his clear bass voice.

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31 YEAR BOOK Page Twenty-one BIOGRAPHIES Cl ass IA CECIL HOLMES—Calgary.—His athletic superiority is por¬ trayed in his rugged features. He is the strong man of the class preferring pounding the ribs of his fellow students to filling their ears with educational orations. OTTO JENSEN—Carmangay.—A dark, sleek looking young man with a propensity for dancing and other methods of getting his arms around one of the other sex. Plays basket¬ ball. ALEX. KINDSFATHER—Calgary.—Obviously Teutonic, na¬ turally sympathetic and occasionally energetic. Has hopes of teaching the instructors how to pronounce his name. JOHN KROPINAK—Tod Creek. —Short and fair with straying hair. He is inclined to be artistic but cannot learn to draw the sarcastic word pictures portrayed by our instructor in that subject. SABO R. LANTINGA—Macleod.—Has fair hair and a ruddy complexion. Is interested in basketball and volley ball as antidotes for the work he meant to do. JOHN LEWIS—Medicine Hat.—Known as “Honest John.” We suggest that he give a party for his shoes and invite his trousers down to meet them. JOE LUCO—Lethbridge.—A swarthy lad of medium height who is interested in basketball and other sports but does not let them interfere with his work. His permanently fur¬ rowed brow is the result of trying to follow Mr. Loucks through the Course of Studies. SID. MAGRATH—Calgary.—“Money is your suit.” His ability and the confidence placed in him by the student body is shown by ' the responsible office to which he was unanimously elected—that of Treasurer for the Students’ Association. Pleasant and likeable, with brains “payable on demand” —we predict for him a prosperous and sucessful career. EARL MAYNARD—Drumheller.—A happy-looking but ser¬ iously-minded lad with a wavy mass of fair hair which is much admired by the IB girls, especially Miss R . . . . He is keenly interested in sport and especially proficient at hockey. PHILIP MILLER—Calgary.— I am Sir Oracle And when I ope my mouth Let no dog bark.” He is famous for his ability to supplement the Doctor’s remarks in Psychology, and sit in an ordinary desk with his chin resting on his knees. Has been characterized by ' Mr. Loucks as “No gentleman!” MARK McCLUNG—Calgary.—In spite of ponderous brow and fragile frame, Mark positively revels in physical training. His habitual boredom is occasionally routed by an elfish smile. Indoor pastimes with Mark include effortless oratory, gentle cynicism, and assistance to literary spheres within the school. To him is the credit of organizing the first-term programmes. He is amazingly popular, but his extensive vocabulary at times prevents close harmony with our lesser intellects. LLOYD McDONALD—Medicine Hat.—“Teach me half the gladness that thy brain must know.” Six feet of typical Scotsman. His amusing minutes have made him one of the most popular students and caused him to be unanimously given a second term as Secretary to the Students’ Associa¬ tion. MURRAY MacLEAN—Calgary.—Physically Murray is below average but his well-shaped skull does more than support a mop of dark brown hair. His abilities have not been un¬ noticed; he is president of his class and sub-editor of the year book. STIRLING McLEOD—Calgary.—His actions do not belie his pugnacious appearance—scraps with Oviatt between periods. He suffers considerably from the fact that to Madame Ellis- Browne IA and McLeod are synonamous terms. DELMER OVIATT—Stavely.—Used to be care-free and sociable but the influence of certain Second Class girls has made him a spick and span dandy with his jet black hair neatly parted in the middle and carefully brushed back, and his round face cleaned till it glows from the back of the classroom like a full moon breaking out from a thunder clouded sky.

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’31 YEAR BOOK Page Twenty-three On Practice Teaching Of all the gratifications of this year ' s entertainment, practice teaching stands highest (or lowest). Music classes are heaven compared with it, Physical Training is soothing, and Psychology becomes a dream within the pale of that hovering nightmare. There is about it that which makes you tremble, grow pale and have more than faint misgivings as to your place among the chosen few. You sigh for the placidity of the Oriental. Just at that moment when you arc least able to control your feelings, in walks an Instructor. For the first three or four seconds you are over¬ whelmed with envy of the cool, quiet countenance. Then, fiercely tearing yourself away from it, you are confronted with something far worse—the curious, mocking stare of fifty small individuals. You suffer the peculiar sensations feit by a cheese mite when the gaze of fifty-one professors with one hundred-two microscopes begin their operations. It is the frightful sensation of being dissected mentally and physically. You get started. Your voice, like a high, disconnected note, floats quavering above your head. Frantically, you cough it down once or twice, but it is so buoyant that it will not stay there. You grope around for the chalk to demonstrate from a sentence, already neatly written on the blackboard. Your confidence is just returning when a small voice says, “Please, you’ve written shinning for shining in the second sentence.” Without turning to erase it, you force yourself to smile blandly and say, “Ha, ha! I was wondering how long you would be before you noticed it.” You stumble on, arousing in yourself an unnatural enthusiasm in order to seem full of your subject, although you have not the remotest idea of what you are saying. Hazily, through all this turmoil, you see an arm madly waving in the air. “Yes, Johnny, what is it? you ask in your most perky, teacherish tone. “Please, why can’t an adverb modify a noun?” Everything goes blank. You cannot think, see or feel! Why cannot an adverb modify a noun? There seems to be no reason. “I am sure nobody heard your question. Repeat it in a louder voice.” Your tone is quite severe. The question is repeated two or three times but still you cannot think why an adverb should not modify a noun. You feel as though your brain is turning Catherine wheels and somersaults—a very sickening sensation. Marshalling yourself as sternly as a general marshalls his army, you state in a sweet patient voice, “Really, Johnny, that’s what I’ve been talking about all morning. I am afraid you have not been listening.” Here you give the rest of the class a few exercises to do, and sit down beside Johnny and whisper the explanation to him. (You do not wish to disturb the rest of the class). At last you hear a clear, cold voice say, “That will do, thank you.” With shaking knees and a thankful heart you put away the chalk and sink into your chair. —M. C. The Wind Wind, thou haggard siren Scented with soothing rain; Blinding our eyes with veils of dust, Drawn from hills where clouds have lain. Thickening the veil so we may not see Thy twisted form and matted hair, But only hear thy voice. Thy ' sinuous form is twined With love and hate around Our bodies, and languidly moves on; Trailing dusty finger tips across the mound Where lie our buried hopes and joys, And skillfully from hardened hearts Woo subtle harmonies. —LOLITA WILSON.