Camrose High School - Royal Blue and Gold Yearbook (Camrose, Alberta Canada)

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Miss C.Shav MiSS S. Hannas

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From the Principal and Editor This message in your Year Book is direc¬ ted to all students but on the eve of graduation our thoughts are turned more to those who will not be amongst us next year. How well have we fitted you for the years ahead? You have been besieged with facts, figures and formulas for years but those alone will not suffice for the trials and decisions of the future. Mr. Herbert Morrison had the follow¬ ing notice posted in all classrooms in the schools of London, England, “The teacher could be wrong, think for yourself.” That sums up very nicely what should be the aim of all educational institutions in our way of life. For those who will be leaving home it has special significance. Future decisions will have to be your own. We are never entirely free from teachers ’though those with whom we come in contact may not think of themselves as such. More and more you will have to “think for yourself”. With so many conflicting ideas, ideals and “isms” being tossed around to-day it may be very dif¬ ficult for you to choose. But consider, you have reached your present place in life through the influences of a certain way of life. That way of life, no doubt, has its imperfections, it is a growing way, it was not dreamed up over night and thrust upon you. The opportunity to assist and improve its growth is yours. Weigh carefully the alternatives offer¬ ed by others before you throw it overboard. Be not swayed by smooth words and faraway fields — “Think for yourself”. Enough of preaching. Wherever you go, whatever you do, you carry with you the sincere wishes of each member of the staff for your success and happiness. — C. H. McCLEARY May the following pages serve as a re¬ minder of our activities during the 1949-50 year. We have tried to summarize the events of the year and describe each personality in a few carefully chosen words. We are planning to have the Year Book in your hands before the end of the term, and it is our hope that you will derive as much pleasure from it as we have had in compiling it. I should like to thank: —my staff, for the time and energy they put into this book. —Miss Jones, for her excellent advice and direction. —Mr. Sanders, for the hours spent on photography. —the advertisers who kindly purchased space. —all others who contributed to the publication of this book. To all of you we wish a happy and successful li fe. — SYLVIA ISAKSON

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VALEDICTORY Graduation is here at last. For twelve or thirteen years we have been learning; we have experienced happiness, sadness, enthusiasm and boredom. The use we make of this learning will determine the real value of our education. When we leave here, some will use this know¬ ledge to seek employment; others attending university will have a sound basis for higher studies. Though our high school days are gone, I hope our desire to learn does not lessen, for every day should bring new exper¬ iences that will broaden our minds. All the degees and diplomas that we might acquire would be worthless if we did not apply the knowledge thus gained to everyday life. The sad part of graduating is saying farewell to Camrose High, our friends and the school activities that have been such an important part of our life. The guidance of our teachers, the companionship of our school chums and the fun we have had together will never be for¬ gotten. To our Principal, Mr. McCleary, and to our teachers who have been so patient when we have been difficult, we express sincere thanks. They have imparted to us various phases of knowledge and have tried to prepare us for becoming useful citizens of tomorrow. To the School Board members who have kept the school run¬ ning smoothly, and to our parents who have encouraged us in our studies, we owe a great debt of gratitude. To the undergraduates who follow us, I extend best wishes for you to be a credit not only to our school but also to the community. In closing I should like to leave with you these words of John Oxenham: “To every man there openeth A way, and Ways, and a Way. And the High Soul climbs the High Way And the Low Soul gropes the Low, And in between, on the misty flats, The rest drift to and fro. But to every man there openeth A High Way and a Low, And every man decideth The way his Soul shall go.” SYLVIA ISAKSON