Eastwood High School - Gazette Yearbook (Edmonton, Alberta Canada)

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E. H. S. YEAR BOOK 45 The Graduates, 1933 Now Charlotte’s a star in a blue firmament, She moves among gases that have a sweet scent; A chemist she’ll be, but what we do fear, She’ll shine all alone in her own atmosphere. Just look at our Jean, she’s known to us all, For her there’s no nickname, but just plain Jean Gall: We’ve known her for two years, or is it but three, She spins in church circles, in C.G.I.T. And Murray’s the King with no sceptre to hold, An eye for the battle where heroes are bold; There’s fire in his purpose, defiance he’ll show, We’d give him the rein, if he’s anxious to go. And Douglas MacKay makes one think of the burns, Where mills are in motion, power coming by turns; And the bluff Highland raider, rides home o’er the braes, Now Doug, goes to pasture, there’s homework to graze. k Then Helen called Molofee, not a bit loud, A sweet misty something, not unlike a cloud; You wonder when teaching, what pleases the eye, ’Tis Helen who’s smiling when all others sigh. Hobert Perley has the notion he would like to fly a plane, Just a pilot of the sunset, with a passenger or twain; If he rise to higher levels, piercing through the central blue By his chemistry he’ll do it, making laughing gas for two. Why John should delay the business of study Till the snow is all gone and the roads are all muddy; Hibernal he seems in winter he sleeps, Yet the crop is not green, in June when he reaps. And James Ross is canny, he came late to school, And brought a good note according to rule; His Pepsodent tube, it squeezed out too slack, It took him till nine to get it all back. Joe: I love you; I love you. Won’t you be my wife? Jess: You’ll have to see mamma first. Joe: I have seen her several times, but I love you just the same.

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44 E. H. S. YEAR BOOK The Graduates, 1933 And William Tanasiuk ploughs with lean kine, They were bred in Dakota in year ’99; He says they are old, but better for wear, He’ll sell them to John, who lives at Mundare. John Coyne has a trick of sailing down north, When study is hard, and Spring’s breaking forth; He loves the deep forest and broad open spaces, Where men are just men, and girls are but faces. And here’s Harold Orser, a maker of lath, He got a wild notion, when taking a bath; That suds that escape are no good to the bather, He’d make himself into a permanent lather. And here’s Margaret Reid like Micawber in Dickens Still watching the eggs that should have been chickens; As quiet a lassie as ever drew breath, She follows the chase, and will be in at the death. Now Margerite Woods, a student till death, She bustles to school, and arrives out of breath; We hear in the country she makes quite a stir, Cyclones or tornadoes have nothing on her. Then Mary the singer, with Nikipilo chime, She changes our metre, we cannot make it rhyme; We see her with turkeys, they sit in a ring, The eggs will hatch quicker, if Mary will sing. Here’s Kenneth K. Wallace, as calm as you please, Promoter of orchestras, percussion and keys; It seems that we still have the Music of Spheres, So pleasing a motion, it moves you to tears.

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46 E. H. S. YEAR BOOK ALUMNI—AT VARSITY Henry Ward: Pharmacy—Likes loafing, British Consols, and Peggy Benson. Dave Adams: Honors History—No definite likes except Velma Miller. Harry Mayer: Law—Fond of argument in Lower Common Room. John Kelly: Med—An expert at anything but medicine. Jack Singer: Med—A lab. every afternoon and a longing for a movie. Bill Anderson: Commerce—Going to Varsity in a big way. Fred Bainbridge: Engineering—You wouldn’t know Mrs. Bainbridge’s little boy. Don Cameron : Arts—Sits in street cars to prove the equality of sexes. Howard Barker: Engineering—President of the Alumni Association. Doug. Blackie: Engineering—Maybe, but he “sort of looks like a Theolog.” Gay Brink: Engineering—A lad who has developed a vocabulary. Ralph Collins: Arts—Of French and Prodigal Son fame. Garnet Badger—Particulars concerning this young man would be appreciated. Cliff Jones: Science—He knows his stuff but keeps it a secret. Bob Byron: Science—Specializing in German at Eastwood. Horace Jacobs: Science—A bear for punishment in an argument. George Ross: Arts—Still collecting books for his library. Johnny Sorochan: Theology—Still an expert on a mouth-organ. Peggy Benson: House Ec.—Wears a red hat and drinks coffee. Olive Grant: House Ec.—Tries out her cooking on Brother Norman. Eileen Greenlees: Arts—Noted for sheaves and sheaves of notes. Velma Miller: Honors Math—Just as shy, and sweet a smile as ever. NORMALITES Some Normalite of last year possessing more knowledge of her sub¬ ject than poetic ability to express it, wrote a nine-verse jingle on “Normal Life,” the gist of the piece being: “All we know is work, work, work, But we like it just the same.” This is not a hint that the Eastwood teachers should be more cruel but we Normalites are convinced, that in the good old days when we used to browse around the halls of our beloved high school, we did not know what real work meant. There are thirty-eight in our Eastwood “family” over here. Some have spent five years in Eastwood but then there is the more cosmopoli¬ tan element of those who have only spent one year or so within her walls. Eastwood has been well represented on the student’s council both in first and second terms. Margaret Grierson was social convener for the