Cathedral High School - Orbit Yearbook (Hamilton, Ontario Canada)

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IXC! We are the happy lot in Nine C. Blue-eyed Jeannette blushing at a second glance. Blond-haired Emily concentrating on her ponytail. Slender Judy, our Mathematical whiz. Wide-eyed Diane yearning for the weekend to cut up the rug with a twirl. A shy Italian miss, Joanne, living with her math instruments and simply replying, Just lucky, I guess, when asked about her ninety-seven marks. Agnes, the star, saying what she means and meaning what she says. Deanna, our red-haired, quick-tempered Elvis fan. A science enthusiast, Helen, who always has her assignments in on time. An Irish lass, Maureen, whose thoughts centre around Paul Anka. The pert Polish miss, Leone, who just doesn't dig Math. Eunice whose favourite song is Tall Paul , Dark-eyed Mary with twin antipathies, Latin and Math, Stocky Lorraine who seldom can be heard. Fair-haired Louise whose probable fate is chief peanut cruncher at Herkimer Crud's Peanut Factory. Slender Yvonne whose favourite pastimes consist in chattering and disobeying her favourite teacher, Our little Helen whose life's ambition is to grow to be five feet tall. Margaret who hurries at break time to eat her apple before any of the girls do. Pat who likes skating, but cracks the ice every time he decides to fall. John Martin whose probable fate is with the pepper seed business. The alert Bob who always says, Gee, that exam was hard, I only got ninety-five . Our stocky athlete Mike who seems to like football and history. Short-dark-eyed Bill whosevivid imagination produces a new excuse every time Sister asks him for his Latin Homework. Cury-haired Ugo who always complains, I must feed my pigeons, every time he is given a detention. Short, stubby Louie, the comic of our class. Paul who goes out of his way to meet the girls in the corridor. Ambitious Donald with a goal to travel the world. Brian, our fiery Frenchman, and hockey enthusiast who manages to make a goal in every ten games. Mulligan, Miss Agro s pet. Richard Ladniak whose life's ambition is to get out of Grade Nine. Chris who may break the world's talking record. Fat, farmer Mike who never grows tired of twiddling his thumbs. Ken who has the knack of doing things at the wrong time, And the tall quiet Ron whose simple desire is to do his duty. Leone Koczan IX C

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IXB Meet me in 9 C which is commonly known as the detention room and which is quite often in use, is the saying of our class 9 B. Our class takes it easy and lets the teacher do the talk- ing, except for a few who occasionally like to get a word in edgewise, This class is either always moving or always sleeping. Pete Giacinti, the weasel of our room, is always racing against time to retrieve his books from the back shelves. If you ever have a run in with someone preparing for a revolution you would know that it was Raymond Bates Castro, the Second. When a pack of girls arrives in the morning, you may always be sure to see Casanova Kawucha among them. lf you feel the building shake, while you are in the classroom, and think the building is about to collapse, don't be frightened, it's only Joe Hudacin entering the building. Our classroom is adorned with art. This gives a special colour and dash to the room, The blackboard is often covered to the last square inch with notes and messages. If you happen to be strolling down the corridor and suddenly hear an explosion in our class, don't call the fire department, it is only Sister Raphael, having difficulty with an experiment. Our History teacher, not to mention names, is constantly after us to read educational magazines such as Time. We manage to get hold of a copy, but as soon as the joke section has been read, it is tossed into the corner never to be seen again. When assignments are not completed, or homeworkis neglected, we are quite often threat- ened by the teachers, who often return the next day to again find no homework done. Then we are marched off to 9 C. We have one special, teacher who believes in firm discipline. Often these famous words are uttered from her lips: Twelve-ten - 9 C. ln all we have a very good class and althoughmost ofthe teachers dislike us when we forget or neglect our assignments, we can be likeable just as well and enjoy a good laugh with the teachers. - Richard Harper

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t IXD My first year at Bishop Ryan High School has turned out to be truly a wonderful experience. The shift system is quite different from anything we have had before. Our class Nine D goes from twelve-thirty till twenty to five with a ten minute break at three o'clock. The funny thing is that the teachers are up bright and early in the morning rotating from class to class, and in the afternoon they are just as cheerful. Like any other grade nine students we have a great amount of homework, You may think Nine D is inconvenienced because of its position in St. Eugene's School basement. To tell you the truth, we don't mind at all. Just knowing that we are to be the first students of a new modern co-educational school convinces us that we need to sacrifice something in order to be worthy of our school. Now, to getyou acquainted with myclassmates in general. They come in assorted colours, sizes and shapes. Among the boys are a few excellent basketball players tyou know, the kind that toss their gum into the waste paper basket from their desksl. Then, we have a couple of skyscrapers. Well, maybe I did exaggerate a bit, but are they tall! Then we have the very ambitious and industrious kind, especially during our break when they play hangman on the board, We all do. We can't talk in the hall so we occupy ourselves by chalking on the board. We have a great group of boys in our class. I just wish some of them were taller and heftier. Then we would really see some action at the football games. A few of them are on the football squad and were working out their muscles during the few short warm months we had in nineteen fifty eight. Nine D has an array of girls from blondes to brunettes and every one of them is charming. Most of the girls co-operate with each other and are helpful in more Ways than one. For instance, at our break, most of the girls are thoughtful enough to bring an extra mouthful for a friend. It is truly a relief to know that We have a group of girls on whom we can depend. Notebooks are constantly on the exchange and if our pens run dry a spare one is easily found. Some are in- telligent as well as pretty. I can remember one of the girls saying after her exam, Gee that exam was hard. I think I failed. fl can't say flunked because it's bad English. J Then she got her paper back--only 98070! Wouldn't that be a wonderful way to fail? - Valerie Paulishyn