Hugh John Macdonald School - Searchlight Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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WHAT SCHOOL MEANS TO ME By Dorothy Reimer G-ll 25 School is a very little word but it has a great meaning. Some boys and girls say I don’t like school . They don’t seem to realize the importance of it. In school we learn many different subjects which are of great help to us. One of them is history. Why do we have to take history at school? This is a question asked by many pupils. In history we learn how people lived in the past, and how they had to struggle for their freedom. English is another subject of great help. In English we learn how to use correct grammar in writing and in speaking. Then there are other subjects such as science and mathematics, that are of some help to us. If boys and girls would stop to think about these things, then they would have a greater interest in the subjects and would like school more. AN UNFORGETFUL JOURNEY By Sayoko Shibuya $-11 Even now as I sit gazing out the window of my room at the bleak dreary clouds, I shudder to think of the horrible experience I had when the Second World War started. The Japanese people had to evacuate from the Coast of Bn. tish Columbia to a distance of one hundred miles. The Canadian bom also had to move. Some of the Japanese went to Tashme, others to Hope or Slocan to live temporarily. These towns are now known as Ghost Towns. As the War ended the government said the people could not go back to the Pacific Coast at that time. The people who did not wish to go to the Eastern part of Canada had to go to Japan. We decided to make our home in Canada. On a dreary, rainy night of 1946 my weary parents and hungry brothers and sisters were eagerly waiting for the C.N.R, train which was tot ake us to Manitoba. Finally, when the train came trudging along we scrambled aboard. As soon as we got on the train we floated off to dreamland event hough our beds were two hard seats. Next morning all the members of the family were up quite early. We lifted the blind just in time to see the glorious sun peeking over the horizon. It seemed to me like the beginning of a new life. All of us sat by the window and watched the Rocky Mts. whizz past our eyes. Sometimes a doe and her fawn could be seen romping with the birds in the meadows. Before noon we arrived at Jasper. The train stopped for at least one hour so everybody clambered off the train to stretch their legs and breathe in the fresh air. Soon we were off again. As night wore on I wondered what kind of life Manitoba held for me. That night as the train pulled into the C.N.R. station in Winnipeg our hearts were filled with gratitude ' with the knowledge that we had se.fely arrived. It was about ten o ' clock when we stopped off the train and were greeted by many of our friends. They drove us to Transcona Hostel. After a two months stay at the Hostel we came to Winnipeg where a friend located a house for us. j The journey was not all a pleasant experience but the results are very satisfactory for we have a good home, a wonderful school, and a wonderful countryJ A horse can’t pull while kicking, A horse can’t kick while pulling. So let’s all pull an honest load, Then there ' ll be no more kicking. Selected by Hilliard Birston, 9-12