Isaac Newton High School - Newtonian Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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6 THE NEWTONIAN ROOM 15 Fourth Row:—Peter Jakul, Fred Meedzan, Sam Schneider, Adalbert Ruccius (Presi¬ dent), Arvid Zelmer, Walter Grenkow, Alex. Mokanyk. Third Row:—Winnie Jurczak, Elsie Ostaffy, Helen Charney, Fanny Lee, Mabel Thor- geirsson, Violet Kowbel. Second Row.—Willie Mitchnich, Adeline Boroski, Marjorie Semeniuk, Miss Johnston, Joan Maraz, Helen Hykaway, Jennie Dery, Walter Jewchyn. Front Row:—Hilliard Kunynsky, Victor Jaquet, Arthur Buss, Borden Mazowita, Albert Gans. ROOM 15, XI D. Rat-tat-tat! Whizz, b-a-a-n-g! Look out! Here comes Squadron Fifteen of the brave Newtonian ranks, charging under the capable leadership of General A. Ruccius and Major (Mabel) Thorgeisson. Commander-in-chief (Miss) Johnston has given orders to overcome all obstacles. “Halt! entrench!” Word is brought that Joe Pudawick is working furiously (sh-erroneous re¬ port). Lieutenant F. Meedzan is planning to overcome Fort Algebra by strategy. Private Wm. Mitchnick falls as a shell screeches past. What’s this? Private A. Gans is slacking. Suddenly a terrific roar is heard as Squadron Fifteen Air Force flies over¬ head. Flight-Commander W. Grenkow dips his wings as a signal to rise to higher altitudes. Lieutenant A. Mokanyk is flying wonderfully, i.e., he carries his up-to-the-minute streamline model high in the air. Private S. Schneider appears to have some difficulty as the flight approaches the mysterious lands of Study. Private W. Jewchyn holds back, but as the diminutive Borden Mazowita roars past he takes heart and zooms ahead. Sergeant H. Kunzsky flies bravely forward with all intents to conquer. There’s someone missing. Yes, sir, Joe Bokhart obtained leave of absence for business reasons. In the army hospital behind the lines the rooms are scenes of much activ¬ ity. Head-nurse Violet Kowbel orders Helen Hykawy and Marjorie Semeniuk to administer an overdose of ether to Arthur Buss, who has irritated all the patients by the squeaks on his violin. On the other side of the field Elsie Ostaffy and Winnie Jurzak are driving the ambulance with steady hands towards Fort Latin, which they are sure to reach on time. A report came that Victor Jacquet, a French private, was struck by bullets, while trying to climb the barricade of Fort German. In a private ward of the hospital Helen Charney is administering medical aid, plus ? to the wounded Arvid Zelmer. In the midst of the battlefield, fighting valiantly, is Peter Jakul. At last he is overcome by missiles from Fort Chemistry. Three nurses, Adeline Boroski, Fanny Lee and Jenny Dery, come to the hero’s assistance. Joan Maraz cheers up the wounded soldiers with a few selections on the piano. To a work-wearied class came the news of the signing of the Armistice, June 30, 1935, which ends the war on School Sub¬ jects.

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THE NEWTONIAN ROOM 20, MATRIC C. Fourth Row:—-N. Gracel, B. Hrycyk, B. Piniak (President), J. Granda, S. Palles. Third Row:—C. Warowy, M. Silverberg, T. Papirnik, J. Listernik, M. Kunec, E. Jurczak, P. Elko. Second Row —F. Wazny, E. Erhart, S. Yuar, Mr. Piggot, M. Chickowski, J. Amborsky, O. Soloway, A. Syrotiuk. First Row.—G. Senyk, T. Jaworski, B. Kalyniuk, H. Waldman. M. Medwick, H. Dowbenko. Missing:—J. Orobko, P. Schick, D. Goldstein. ROOM 20, XI C. MATRICULATION. “Open Sesame,” and Mr. Pig-ott’s studious class enters. The boys this year won the Grade XI basketball pennant, but lost in volley-ball to Room 17 on challenge. There are a number of radio enthusiasts and scientists in the class, including Michael G. Kunec, George (Shakespeare) Senyk, Ed. Jorzak (electrons and protons), Frank Wazny and Morris M. Silverberg. By the window sits Jack Listernick, who sets a record for accidents. Further back, beside John Orobko, our rising Romeo, sits Mike (Ducky) Medivick, our star football player. Joe Granda is a debater de luxe, but also, lost his only debate, when Harvey Waldman, a frequent visitor, failed to turn up, as usual. Bill (Klinks) Kalyniuk, the all-round athlete, is our sports captain. He is not only the foundation of the school pyramids, but also an imitator of birds. We have a son of the soil, Alex Syrotiuk, who sits with his pal Oscar, under Mr. Pigott’s eagle eye. Peter Elko, our crooning hockey player, has a seat mate in Stanley (Poops) Palles, our baskebtall star. Our president, “Lanky” Bill Piniak, is also a mathematician and volley-ball star. We have two noted musicians, Harry Dowbenko, who scrapes a fiddle, and Tony Papirnik, who plays the piano-accordion. Beside Tony sits Paul Schick, who never has his French done, and behind him is Meron Chickowski, secretary-treasurer (un¬ employed), with his little pal, Nick Gracil. At the back is that pair, feather¬ weight Bill Hrycyk and handsome Casimer Waroway. In front of them are silent Ted Jaworski and Edwin (not the fire-chief) Erhart, stooges to each other. Last, but perhaps least, is Sam Yuar, who comes last almost every year in the rite ups. This class is very fond of chemistry and the boys keep their fingers glued to the apparatus. So ends the tale of a class who know everything about nothing.

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THE NEWTONIAN 7 ROOM 8. Fourth Row:—Adelina Egner, Marjorie Levine, Helen Skrypnyk, Polly Nazer, Leah Koplovich, Bertha Waslaw, Agnes Allen. Third Row:—Margaret Watson, Mildred Sklark, Pearl Reynolds, Anne Petrash, Rose Wazny, Anne Yaremchuk, Lily Schaefer, Florence Kokis. Second Row:—Bella Simcoff, Jennie Jaworski, Annie Kiel, Miss Babb, Polly Blonaro • wich, Dorothy Hamilton, Olga Cichoclci, Annie Kapatanchuk. First Row:—Bella Bedder, Molly Laas, Edna Ingram, Nadia Tu irdochleb, Annie Woczyn, Annie Paskiewich. ROOM 8, GRADE XI, COMMERCIAL A. Our motor-bus I. N. H. S.-8-35 has travelled for the past year up the straight, narrow and rather restricted road to Success. We have, on several occasions, nearly run dry, but thanks to the resourcefulness of our motorman, Miss Babb, we have pulled through without the application of the proverbial sledge hammer, and consequently without any fractured skulls. The old bus is bearing up bravely under the constant reminder that the last and sometimes fatal hill has yet to be scaled. Edna I. (president), and Annie Kiel, by their brightness keep our headlights from growing dim, while Margaret (vice- president) and Mildred, by catching the bus at the last ring of the bell, keep our tail-lights aflame. Bella B. (secretary), with her faithful bodyguard Bella S., collects our pennies and guards our would-be treasury. Generous Lily nearly convinces us that the somewhat e lusive “prosperity” is just around the corner (and don’t ask what corner)! Olga, singing lullabies, often startles Marjorie from the land of nod—strange as it may seem. Nadia, on being asked by Miss Babb how many feet are in a mile, suggests that it might be 1,760, and Annie Kapatanchuk, to Miss McNaire’s invariable question, “What are you writing?” sheepishly replies “History”. Our inseparables, Rose W., Anne petrash, Annie Paskavitch and Polly B. prove the old adage, “Birds of a feather flock together”. Dorothy and Anne Y. dreamily g’aze into the future, or perhaps into the dear dim past, while Helen S. sighs (over what we know not). Florence groans, “O Death, where is thy sting?” at the mere mention of history, and Jenny fears she will meet her Waterloo when tackling the .June Arithmetic exams. Featherweight Annie W., having mastered Arithmetic, plays volley-ball to her heart’s content, though to her mother’s despair as the scales drop, while Bertha, her companion in sports, returns to the grind. Some day we may be able to say to poetry-writing Pearl, “We knew you when . . . ”. Polly Nazar’s speeches on the unemployment problem are now the less convincing because of the lack of a soap-box. Agnes believes that silence is golden; if so, Adeline and Molly, our songsters, will have to be content with silver. Last but not least, domestic-natured Leah keeps our plants alive ' and our home-fires burning. This comprises the list of our passengers who embarked on the Old Com¬ mercial Bus to learn its trade, and now are anticipating the time when they will be able to keep the mean old wolf away from the door.