Central Collegiate Institute - Analecta Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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Vcdedictcvuf, ’ J ' , HERE is a note of sadness in our voices and an empty feeling in our hearts as we, the graduating class of 1946, say good¬ bye, and pass along these halls for the last few times. We are rather happy to feel we are progressing in life, but at the same time very loath to break away. Three years ago we entered this institute of higher learning with no small amount of self esteem and with the opinion that, as Junior High School graduates, we possessed a considerable wealth of knowledge. By the end of the first week however, we were impressed with the idea that there remained much more to be learned if we cared to take an interest in work as well as in social functions. Today we find ourselves with a more extensive and reinforced foundation on which to build our lives. To the staff of instructors go our deep gratitude and profound appreciation for their tireless efforts to teach us more of the academic fundamentals and fine points of character. They have improved not only our mental functions but have shown us the meaning of fair play, hard work and responsibility. It takes us a long time to realize that theirs is a thankless task, for it is not until we have their influence that we find the true value of their endeavour. On the playing field and in the class room we have come in contact with that fine spirit of comradesh ip which reigns in this school and which, for us, manifests itself here, tonight. As the first year passed we saw this spirit evident in the older pupils and gradually we came to acquire it, too. As we go on our divergent paths, we will always hold dear the associations we have made in this school. Especially when the road is darkened and threatened by storms and strife, will we recall the kindness we experienced in Central. We stand on the threshold of adventure in life, capable of shouldering responsibility and able to think more deeply than we are perhaps credited. Some, desirous of acquiring more knowledge, may enter University. Others will go at once into the business world. Never was the future more uncertain as it flings its challenge to us. We have before us the accomplishments, the high endeavours, the noble sacrifices of graduates of other years to beckon us forward. Because of those who gave up life for us, and others who spent in years of war their hopes for a bright future, we, who follow, dedicate a valedictory to world peace. In the years that lie ahead of us, we shall not forget the debt to those valiant souls, and to you—Central! —BOB KENNEDY. 13

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VcdzdictoSUf. A s we come to the end of this narrow path that as led us through our child¬ hood, youth, and now onto the threshold of manhood and womanhood, we would stop and turn. It seems we have been walking too quickly. The joys we have known were too short, we have not had time to enjoy them. Let us turn and gaze at our yesteryear. We swallow hard as we think of our school years, of the happy times we had in these, our halls. Our halls, but wait, no more will they be our halls in quite the same way. We must pass on and let others fill the places and come to know the pleasures we have known. We cannot look back very long. Our ways lead to the future. The Future! Such a mysterious word and with such a mighty significance. We cannot even guess what it has in store for us, but our hopes a re high. We have received a firm grounding in these halls and we look to tomorrow with confidence. The road ahead is wider than the one we have just trod. It branches out into every corner of the earth, and we will be intermingled with all the peoples of the earth. There are more joys in the path ahead but also more obstacles. We shall be freer, masters of our own actions, but there will also be greater responsibilities. I truly hope that wherever we may go we will always remember our school friends and the fun and happiness we shared. So with that in mind we are not really saying farewell as we will always hold these friendships in our hearts. I know I speak for every student when I thank the teachers for all the guidance and kindness they have shown us in the past years. And to those who will come after us, “May our errors be your gain, and your gains will be our pride.” Now we must move on. The road ahead is beckoning and we must answer its bidding and strive to do our best. Good luck and Farewell, but not Good-bye. —JANE EGLESTON. 12

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9n Ap n cicMxw. HE end of a school term—the completion of another Year Book. The endeavour of the Analecta Staff this year was to produce a Year Book which would live up to the expectations of you, the students, of Central High. If we have managed to create a Year Book which attains the standard set up by preceding editions and one in which every student finds satisfaction in a clear and concise record of activities of the so-recently concluded school year, we have succeeded. The Year Book, however, could not have been completed had it not been for the untiring aid, advice and judgment of Mr. Weir and the assistance of Miss Kaulbach. To these two, I tender my deepest thanks. I would also like to take this opportunity to show my appreciation to the 1946 Analecta Staff for their splendid co¬ operation during the publication, of this Analecta, and to each and every student without whose contribution, however small, the Analecta would have been a failure. This year is the first year in six years in which the Analecta has been published during peacetime conditions. The war has been won but not the peace. Therefore, I dedicate the 1946 Analecta to a “Victory of Peace knowing that now, Central- ites will go into the world with new hope and new faith and will align themselves with their brothers from all other countries to bring about a successful end to this endeavour. In conclusion I would like, on behalf of the Analecta Staff, to wish the best of luck to the graduating class of today, the citi¬ zens of tomorrow. —E. H. WHEATLEY.