Elmwood School - Samara Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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FORM 2A Back Row: Mrs. Wood. Front Row: Fionna Rhys-Jones, Marianne Karsh, Sara Ellis, Absent: Emily Conway. FORM 2A NOTES Just the time for a test, the teacher cried, Means her form was 2A, and her figures okay, As she led her form into the room, A fact it was quite plain to see. And just in case any had been left outside. She followed with brush and a broom. On the right is Fionna, who is known as the comber, (Since she always is searching for things.) Just why I do this, she said from the door, Marianne is the next, and is looking perplexed With Tier brushing and brooming complete. By the problems that all knitting brings. Is to make doubly sure that there aren ' t anymore, And so saying she took to her seat. Not the least, but the last, not yet finished her repast. With her mouth full of lettuce is Sara. If there had been anymore, then her form would be four. She ate it so slow that it started to grow Which for those who can count up to three. And now she ' s in need of a gardener. 30

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FORM 4C A ND 3A Back Row: Jenni Johnson, Jane Scarth, Laurel Chick, Mrs. MacDonald, Joanna Abbatt, Barbara Clark, Leslie Ann Law. Front Row: Karen Ellis, Ailsa Francis, Mary Wilson, Jennifer Wilson. Absent: Florentia Conway and Judy Martin. 4C 3A FORM NOTES 4C wouldn ' t be the same If Karen s button on her shorts was done up. If Leslie stopped drawing through all her classes. If Mary knew all her tables. If Ailsa didn ' t look at teacher with those innocent eyes, If Jane was a Math wiz. If Jenni (Johnson) didn ' t break all speed limits after the 3:50 bell, If Jennifer (Wilson) called people something other than a blockhead. If Laurel stopped fighting the Ashbury boys on the bus. If Joanna stopped fidgeting in English, If Barbara ' s hair stayed in her elastics during P.T., If Mrs. MacDonald was on time for lessons. 29

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FRY HOUSE NOTES FRIENDSHIP TO ALL Back Row: Patsy Derrick, Mimi Stanfield, Sandra Finley, Nancy Worthen, Charlotte Sinclair, Deborah Hunter, Jenny Bagnall, Marga Menzies, Debby Grills, Coralie Todd, Alison Schofield. Third Row: Jane Martin, Christy Ann Lomas, Sarah Whitwill, Barbara Thomas, Janet Stubbins, Debbie Coyne, Shane O ' Brien, Ingrid Sorenson, Georgina Mundy, Leigh Saunders, Charlotte Corder, Jennifer Coyne, Cal Don, Ann Bell, Anne Richardson, Talitha Fabricius, Alison Urie. Second Row: Lesley Ogilvie, Anne Braithwaite, Debbie Roberts, Ginny Hall, Wendy Hampson, Sandra Kovachic, Barbara Coyne, Arabella Nixon, Tina Cole, Jane Bell, Susan Newton. First Row: Elizabeth Hamilton, Julia Clubb, Jenny Johnson, Jennifer Wilson, Jane Scarth, Marianne Karsh, Mary Margaret Southcott, Susan Atack, Alicie Nowyakudluk, Wendy MacPhee, Ranjana Basu, Jackie Heard. PLEASE DO NOT READ Forr those of you who ignore such warnings, whether you be reader, writer, radical critic, or next year ' s house head, I congratulate you. Whatever your motive, it must be noble. This prologue is maiiJy to inform those of you who may have just happened to notice, that we, of Fry, received a specific invitation from last year. I challenge any interested writer to continue with the Small Fry next year for there is an empty editor ' s chair just waiting for you. Well, we did it this year. How about next? ? DEAR FRY Friendship To All , the voices cry. What voices saith I, The children of Fry . The children of Fry? I must demand why— You speak of my cohorts with such indignity. After all it should be written of These ladies of green glove — Plus green tie, sock tunic (and other minor accessories), shove When waiting for bake goods to come out from down above. Ne ' er is it children who knit with celerity But ne ' er seem to finish within this short century. I ' d like to conclude this well-meaning poem With some suito-remarks, if I know ' em I ' ll show ' em. But back to the part from where I did start Of voices that cry. Of children of Fry I guess we ' re all kids. Some shorter, some longer. Some junior, some senior. Some brown-hair, some blonder. Again I hear voices, so I quickly will tell them. If you really must grow-up, start out as Fry children. Love Mickey