Hillcrest High School - Impact Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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Winter ( arniuai CARNIVAL COMMITTEE FRONT ROW L-R: Ginnie Smith, Kathie Soward, Whitey Axford, Jackie Roberts, Tom Farrell, BACK ROW: Don Axford, Louise Rothberg, Bob Scantland. S now c ueen Contest CAROL WHITE SHARON LAUGHLIN LYNN AUSTIN (QUEEN OF HEARTS)

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czLiteraru Contest First Place - Senior Poetry GENERATIONS The naked, pink baby meets the dawn With closed eyes and utter dependance On a harsh, realistic world. A tiny seed planted in humanity ' s garden, It matures, and in a green, raging youth It discovers the sun and the rain. Through a burgeoning spring traces of sailboats, Of firemen, of cowboys and Indians, Dance through limbs just strengthening And taking root. Compromising with youth and age, Thoughts turn to friends and enemies, To the oppostie sex, to money, to the infinite School hours that end before appreciated And to summer. Surpassing the agonies of youth comes polished age, And politics, business, insurance, children, The garbage disposal all grey, The thinning hair. And, as a second generation of pink, naked babies Grasps the world, Thoughts turn to chess and grey blankets And old cats and rocking chairs and warm tea And the wrinkled pages of the Bible. Then age closes its eyes To meet the night. by Ji I2G First Place - Senior Prose THE BOOMERANG What is the ultimate goal of mankind? Is it the complete elimination of pov- erty, crime, disease, warfare and all forms of hate, and the subordination of the un- iverse to man ' s control ? Seemingly this would be perfect bl iss, Utopia, but is it? Man was created with a brain, and it is this brain which raises him above the level of the animals. It also makes him the most restless creature in existence. Man must be able to search for goals to which he can aim, for truths which he can apply to life; he must be able to strive forhis own advancement. If and when the Utopia I have described comes into being, the grass will no longer be greener on the other side of the fence, for there will be no more fences to watch with hope and expecta- tion. The human race will become stagnant. In this future era no progress could be made. The lives of all would be totally regulated, and life would be a dull affair with no satisfaction to it. There would be no place for the unusual, the exciting, the variety so necessary for a full life. Such an existence would have been unbearable to a Napoleon or a Richard the Lion-Heart. Is man doomed by his intelligence to become a mere robot? A frightening question to which the future must hold the answer. Yet if that answer is yes, who is there that would dare to wish that man had not been blessed (or cursed) with his in- telligence, had not been endowed with his restless yearning which compels him to search and search and search for the secrets of the universe? Yet for such a relative- ly few years of fleeting brilliance, what price glory. by Bob Wills 1 2H