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

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52 D. M. C. I. BREEZES ROOM 53 The Primary Oratorical Contest took place in the month of March. Primary rooms that wished to take part sent in volunteers, of which Room 53 sent five—Christine Shields, Margaret Marr, Helen Rindress, Bruce Moir and Jim McTavish. Our English teacher, Mr. Hoole, helped these contestants greatly in class by having them speak to the pupils in their own room, pointing out their mistakes, and correcting them. Thus, when the appointed time for the contest arrived, they were well pre¬ pared. Bruce Moir suffered an honorable defeat, sad to say, but secured second place in the finals. His subject was, “ ' The Natural Resources of Canada.” However, we do not devote all our time to the pursuit of knowl¬ edge. The boys’ baseball schedule opened on April 29th. Room 53 played their first game on May 3rd, receiving a slight defeat. A list of our most distinguished class officers will now be given. We are under the capable direction of Mr. Thomas (Doc.) Brandson. As Vice-President we have Mr. Gerald Hartwell. Miss Bernice Geil is our Secretary. Dick Jones is our Librarian, and last, but not least, are our Sport Captains, Sadie Braid and Leon Jampolski. NOTABLE CHARACTERS OF ROOM 51 Nellie Malcolm is quite a talker, She really should be kept in a locker. Agnes Lamont is very petite, Awfully cute and very sweet. Isabel McDonald is our real sport, She’s not too fat or not too short. Alice Anderson is very sedate, In all her garments she’s up to date. Elsie Rangno is very fair, She really has got lovely hair. Jessie McGifford is ve ry fleet, When she’s dashing down the street. Miriam Spevack is rather dark, And in science she’s a shark. Maude Vollrath is our literature star, She knows all about Lochinvar. Donald Fraser—The Nuisance. George Lillies—What’s the hurry? Earl Malley-—Yah ! Sure! Our Mechanic, Norman Scott—Unconscious. John Villeneuve-—Our Sheik. Walter Woods—The Sleeping Beauty. Frank Thorolfson—Pinky. Arthur McElrea—Baby Face. —G.S. and R.S. —E.G.

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D. M. C. I. BREEZES 51 K is for “Kike,” so childish and droll, The teachers all think her a silly young soul. L is for “larks, ” namely, Edna and Janet, Who often keep singing when we wish they’d “can it.” M is for “Maggie,” our olive consumer, That she eats them hy tons is more than a rumor. N is for notes we receive by the reams, No wonder we’ve nightmares and unhappy dreams. 0 is “Obedience,” and we can’t be blamed For admitting that it makes our class justly famed. Pis for “President”—Kay holds the post, She doesn’t do much, but that is her most. Q is for “Questions” asked by the score, We can answer them all and then coax for more. R is for “Rhoda,” our young Sherlock Holmes, She writes thrilling stories, surpassing her poems. S is for “Seniors,” whose class is next door, That we’re an example for them makes them sore. T is for “Teachers,” who come to our room, If we did all our work they’d “faw down and go boom!” Tj is for “us,” the best of the lot, Up to the minute and right on the dot! V is the “virtue” possessed by our class— The teachers don’t think it will help us to pass. W is for “warriors,” hardy and bold, Winners in sports like the heroes of old. X is the “exit” we all make at four, If you don’t make a rush you’ll be jammed at the door. Y is the yell that proves beyond doubt Everyone’s glad that school is let out. Z is our zeal, perseverance and skill, We give to our school with a hearty good-will. —A.D., Room 61. THEME SONG FOR “A CLASS TRAGEDY”—Room 14 Latin is a language dead, As dead as dead can be; First it killed the Romans, And now it’s killing me. All are dead who wrote it, All are dead who spoke it, All will die who learn it, Noble death—they earn it. (Not I, ’cause I can’t learn it.) By the budding poet of Room 14:—J. McQ.

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D. M. C. I. BREEZES 53 ROOM 48 Our class president is Miss McCue, a promising young person. Our secretary is Alec. Ferworn, a gentleman of first standing, who gets more than his share of exercise trotting down stairs for more chalk. Mr. Evans is our star mathematician and also shines in bookkeeping with such radiance that he has eclipsed all others in the room. As to Nora Edwards, she is our Melba, being able to capture the prize in anything from a school contest to grand opera. Kelly has gone and we have to turn to our dictionaries once more. How we miss him! These are only a few of our notables; next year you will learn of others. —W.M. ROOM 46 Room 46 came into the limelight this term. It has two representa¬ tives in the Primary Council, and two of its students spoke in the finals in the Public Speaking Contest. In studies and sports its members are doing remarkably well. Though it has its good points, Room 46, like every other classroom, has its bright heads, semi-conscious and fatheads. You will hear more of this class next year when its members are seniors. - —A.S. ROOM 49—“THE McNOISE CLAN” This is a class of rare intelligence or rather rare with intelligence. Our teachers tell us that they have never had a class with the same abil¬ ity. We never think of not doing our homework; we forget without thinking. If a teacher walks into the room he is struck by our intelli¬ gent expressions. If it is a pupil he is struck with the fact that the female members of the class are quite stunning. We have many distinguished characters in the class. For instance, there is the “late” Roy Archibald Cunningham, whose ancestors were late for the ark. Then there is our old friend Kemp, who knows everything from a needle to an anchor, particularly the needle. Last, but not least o ' f all, is our president, Edward Kobold, the only seventy-two inch dwarf in captivity. DANIEL MAC’S When a stranger from afar Comes along, Tell him who and what you are— Make it strong. Never flatter, never bluff, Tell the truth, for that’s enough. Be a booster, that’s the stuff— Don’t just belong.