Daniel McIntyre Collegiate Institute - Breezes Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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D. M. C. I. BREEZES 19 ROOM 51 “QOOD evening, folks.” This is Station R51 on the air. We are broadcasting from away up on the top decks of the Daniel McIntyre Collegiate Institute of Learning. The first item on our programme will be a short talk by Professor Fred Lang. He will reveal for you the delicate intricacies of his latest novel, ‘‘How to Conquer French or Latin in One Lesson.” Prof. Lang has made an intensive study of these subjects, hence he is adequately prepared to help all those in difficulty. At last Prof. Lang has finished so we are at liberty to present the Room 51 Midgets, in their popular song hit, “Sing us a Baby Song.” The Midgets, who consist of Bob Williamson, Gord. Cane, Marcus Tess- ler, Ted Crayston, and Charley Johnstone, have attained great fame in the musical world, and it was with considerable difficulty that we were able to have them with us tonight. Doubtless, after you have endured their selection, you will immediately realize the unlimited capacity for singing which they do not possess. We had intended having that learned member of our class, Edward Rogerson, give a speech on “The Only Way to Pass Without Doing Homework.” Like Prof. Lang, Mr. Rogerson has devoted many val¬ uable years to the perusal of this subject and is now a recognized authority. Unfortunately, Edward has a sore foot this evening, thus his brain will not function in such an admirable manner as is customary under ideal circumstances. In view of the fact that our school has suddenly decided to produce a rugby team, we are fortunate in having our own Red Grange, namely, Ted Crayston. We feel sure that Ted will be able to clear up any dubiousness regarding the fine art of forward passing, which may be entertained by any of his fellow rugbyists. Ted would elucidate on that subject now were it not that he is entirely exhausted by his recent vocal contribution. Considering that all the other participants in our concert have become stage struck to an un-recoverable extent, we are forced to sign off. Tweet. Tweet. —C. A. G. Room 51—“The Veterans” Former Room 50 J.E. has shifted its battle ground to Room 51 S.E —at least those seasoned warriors who survived the death-struggle of the century in June, 1927. Many fell, maybe to rise again, while the remainder, strengthened by several worthy additions from elsewhere, including a delegation of the “fairer” sex, pressed back into the fray with renewed vigor. These dauntless warriors are in possession of the front-line trenches (behind a breastwork of desks), hurling their threats (rubbers, running shoes, or “what have you”) with great accuracy and enthusiasm. They organized into a hard-boiled, ready- for-anything group of “Veterans.” The officers elected, after much discussion, blows, insults, etc., are as follows: President, Fred Lang; Vice-President, Lloyd Bruce; Secretary, Leonard Hicks; Treasurer, Robert Williamson; “Breezes” Representative, Roy Mason; Sports Captain, Ted Crayston. This battalion is ready to engage in any war, civil, domestic, or international, on a week’s notice, and on moderate terms—cash.

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18 D.M. C. I. BREEZES Ronald Turnbull is a funny little scout, In algebra and geometry, lie everyone does flout; Fights and handkerchiefs are his specialties, Also the collection of other persons’ fees. Phyllis Paterson is a wild young lass; Mr. M. seems down on her in class; A flaming ambition within her does burn; How many seats can she occupy this term? Donald MacGregor is our only sheik; Just one look at him, and you will shriek, “ Oh! my hero ! you I seek, Since ever I saw that darling beak!” Fair Isabella of Room forty-seven, Full many a year ago was aged eleven; I know not yet quite what she is, Though some do like to call her “Dizz.” Beautiful and good is she, But not quite what you think she be! ROOM 49 ' J’HE celebrated Forty-Niners are noted for: The Brain Representative, Mr. C. G. Cooke; Track Team Representatives, Florence Eden, and Martin Bell; Football Representatives, Barney Stanick, and Alex. Shaddy; Rugby Representative, Barney Stanick. Class officers are: President, Herbert Taylor; Secretary-Treasurer, Ernest Andrews: Sports Captains, Shirley Clapman and Alex Stuart; Librarian, Grace Hoskins. Mr. Cooke: “Robinson, what are you late for, today?” Robinson: “For class, I guess.” ROOM 50 J WISH to take this opportunity to thank you for your support in the past Junior Council elections. I consider it a great honour to be appointed to a position on the Council, and since it was through your efforts that I was elected, I shall try to do my best, both in sport and in social activities. Yours sincerely, BOB ELLIOTT. The Room of Many Nations I think I can safely say that Room 50 has more nationalities repre¬ sented in it than any other room in the school. Just to prove my state¬ ment I shall enumerate them. It has one or more English representa¬ tives, Scotch, Irish, Canadian, Icelandic, Polish, Jewish, Chinese, Negro, and French. That’s quite a list, isn’t it? —Israel Capian.

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20 U.M. C. I. BREEZES ELECTIONS OF ROOM 52 JN the election of room officers, Thelma Franklin was elected Presi¬ dent. Though great discussion was given in the choice of Vice- President, Edna Bowling won the fight in the end. Grace Nicholson was elected Secretary-Treasurer, while Norman Stanley was chosen for Sports Captain. “Breezes” Representative, the writer. —A. M. ROOM 53 0 N Wednesday, September 21, Room 53 had a snappy corn roast at Kildonan Grove. After an hilarious outing, the girls returned to their respective homes, footsore, but happy. We are glad to discover that the thunder which (figuratively speaking) shook the building on Monday, November 14th, was only Room 53’s manifestations of its joy at Mr. Johanneson’s return, and not an earthquake as we had supposed. Although Mr. Abraham did his best to fill the vacancy there’s “none like our ain folk.”—Burns(?) We hope that Mr. Johannesson will continue to enjoy the best of health, as the school in general, more particularly his own classes, cannot flour¬ ish without his judicial advice on matter mathematical and scientific. It is not generally known that Mr. Jo ' hanneson was one of the instiga¬ tors of the dark and gloomy plot that resulted in our new geometry text, which is infinitely simpler that the one formerly used. “Three cheers for Mr. Johanneson! Hip! hip! hurrah!” ROOM 55 QF course Room 55 is, in the opinion of all its inmates, the one class in the school which has anything of which to be proud. For some reason entirely unknown to us, our teachers do not share this opinion. •They say that while being taught we register the most discouragingly blank expressions. We, however, firmly believe that expressions are very deceiving. Doubtless, if our honest opinion were given, we would admit that our class, when taken collectively, is without doubt dumbness personified. This handicap, however, has not deterred some of our individual mem¬ bers from budding forth into greatness. Though widely varied, their achievements are noteworthy. Take, for instance, that worthy personage, Harold Chittick. His scintillating personality endears him to all with whom he has contact, especially those of the feminine variety. Harold was a candidate for the Senior Council. In his speech he was strong for a school rugby team, regardless of the fact that he hasn’t the slightest idea what a rugby football looks like. We could not, under any circumstances, overlook our honorable Council member, Lillian Furney. The very fact that she was elected to the Council proves her popularity. In music she is Miss Kinlev’s right hand man even though she is a girl. Lillian was a great asset to