Kennedy Collegiate Institute - Kencoll Yearbook (Windsor, Ontario Canada)

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Page 18 THE KENCOLL 195 1 Z)ear zl)iary By Alary Lanspcary Deor Diory: September, 1950 Tonight the first-formers were formally welcomed into the school in proper fashion. The upper school girls decided to give a party for their young freshman sisters. Commencing ot seven the first-formers began arriving; they were greeted at the door by a committee of senior girls who found out their names and pinned them on little tabs an their blouses; so all were quickly acquainted with each other. Ghost stories were told, and a skit depicting the girls ' football team in action was the main event af the evening rendered by the senior girls. Coke ond frostbites were served, fallowed by dancing. This is an annual affair for the grade nine girls which has been thoroughly enjoyed throughout former years. We sincerely hope that the upper school girls will corry on this custom in years to come. Deor Diary: October, 1950 We had our first Stordust Night this evening. Because there wos no football game, the festivities commenced ot seven o’clock with swimming until eight. Much to the interest of grades twelve and thirteen, the film “Pride ond Prejudice” was shown, followed by dancing until eleven-thirty. Coke wos said and everyone spent an enjoyable evening. We hope there will be more of these nights through¬ out the coming winter months. Dear Diary: November, 1950 This afternoon the girls ' gym wos the setting for our first “tea dance” of the year which we called the “Tea¬ pot Tumble”, and which was very well attended. The girls, however, greatly outnumbered the boys, but ofter a few roundabout dances, the men were drogged out of hiding and begon to donee. To add to the fun, there was a wostepoper bosket dance and an elimina¬ tion donee. The consequence for the former was for the unlucky boy to roll the wastepaper bosket around the gym with his nose much to the enjoyment of the spectators. Coke was sold and the dance ended obout six. Dear Diary: December, 1950 Another Fridoy has rolled around, but this week it was something extra special. The “Second Annual Sleighbell Prom” was held in the gym in o gay Christmas atmosphere. The decorations were a credit to the social committee who worked diligently for many hours, ond on entering the gym the students immediately realized that the result of these hours wos breathtaking. A large Christmas tree with many multi-coloured lights centered the floor, above which revolved the customary mirrored ball, casting bright spots of light around the gym. The bandstond was in the form of a large fireplace with two huge Christmas stockings on either side. The four basketball backboards held brightly wrapped Christmas gifts bound with red bows which were on a black and silver background. As o special event of the evening the patrons of the Prom led the students in a grand march which was held shortly after intermission. All of the students took port in the march, making it a success. WINDSOR ICE COAL COMPANY LTD. 1504 McDougall Ph. 4-6473 GILCHRIST’S 1361 OUELLETTE SODA FOUNTAIN COME SNACK BAR AND SEE BAKERY YOUR FRIENDS 1055 Ottawa St. Ph. 3-0960

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THE KENCOLL 1951 Page 77 THE UNINVITED GUEST (con’t from poge 16) the stones up and examining them. There was no doubt about it. These were real. ' 1 was looking at a large diamond when I heard footsteps. There was no exit from the room aside from Ihe daor I had used ta gain entrance. Someone was outside that door. “It opened cautiously and a bright light was floshed in my foce. I sprang at the light and — “Cut! The director got down from his chair ond walked over to the actor. I’ve told you twenty times that you must get mare feeling into your part. If you were an ordinary person walking up the path you would be afraid. Allright now, pretend you are an ordinary person. Roll ’em!” The cameras began to roll. The actor started to speok. “The house lay in a little hollow just on the edge of the forest. On one side, huge grotesque trees grew to infinity, and on the other, the pale beach stretched out for miles in either direction.” 1st Prize Stories Shirley Yauell,12A THE COACHES by Doris Crawford Our two new coaches. Miss Thorpe and Miss Allin, have shown a great deal of enthusiasm in coaching the girls this year. They have spent a great amount of time and effort improving the teams. Thanks ta bath. STARBRIGHT (con’t from page 16) Her thoughts were suddenly pushed aside by the apology being given by her mumbling son “. . . sorry, but gosh Maw, every kid in Victoria laughed and called me a sissy when I wore it in the Victoria race.” “But son, they say you need one. Mr. Mitzger said that at the big Derby he saw the winner wore one. Besides, your father soved hard for the money for your helmet ond paint for your car. He was saving it so we could buy some decorations and have a Christmas tree this year, but I found out and put it to a good use. Be¬ sides we want your Uncle Wellington ta be proud of you.“ “Aw,“ grumbled the boy, os he kicked at an imagin¬ ary spot on the floor, “whot’s ol’ Uncle Wellington anv- way, but an al ' barber. Tears suddenly fell out of the eyes of Mrs. Hawk- smith, moistening the heavy pouches under her eyes. “ ‘But a borber’ the boy says. You’re just a little ingrate. Your Uncle Wellington is o big business man in Farr City. A shop with three chairs he has. Mind you, if yau win ta-morrow in your car painted in honour of Uncle Wellington, and he isn ' t getting any younger, he’s bound to do handsome by you, and us. The next morning dawned bright, but not a whit brighter wos it than the plump shining face of Mrs. Hawksmith as she led her little procession to the stop for the inter-urban bus connecting Victoria with Farr (Continued an Page 19) University College UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO University College, the Provincial Arts College, enrols students in all courses leading to the degree of Bachelor of Arts and Bachelor of Commerce. There are thirty-seven entrance escholarships. Bursaries are available for able students who need assistance. An illustrative, informative booklet may be obtained by writing THE REGISTRAR, UNIVERSITY COLLEGE, UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO TORONTO 5, ONT.

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THE KENCOLL 19 51 Page 19 Compliments of DAN McGEE SHOE STORE SHOES FOR MEN PRINCE EDWARD HOTEL CANADA MY HOME The crimson sun is setting behind a shroud of grey clouds. From between the green boughs of a hundred evergreens the warm wind whistles across the hazy blue waters of a cool lake. This is a quiet Canada, — a peaceful Canada, a land of beauty — Canada, my home. Pounding, grinding, screaming, thumping alone and bare in the smoke-clouded rays of a musty city sun grind the never-ceasing gears af a thousand machines. Beside these powerful giants, the tired men stand brawn and sweating, cringing inwardly against the roar of their throbbing engines. Yet they feel happy and proud of their part in the building of an industrial nalion, a prosperous Canada — Canada, my home. Waving, tall, crowded, it stands like a yellow carpet af gold shimmering in the hot, ruby-red, western sun— the grain that will feed a million people. A rich Canada, a productive Canada, a bountiful Canada — Canada, our home. 1st Prize, Articles Bab Krause , IOC STARBRIGHT (Continued from Page 17) City. As the face af Mrs. Hawksmith was shining, so the faces af Mr. and Jr. Hawksmith also had their col¬ ours. The face af Horace Hawksmith being beet red os he timidly dodged the stares of passers-by, and the face af John E. being blanched white with fear, thus both together blended perfectly with the barber-pale striped minature race-car they dragged along behind them. The stop was reached at last. The bus arrived and poor John E. was shoved obaard and into a seat next ta a window by his mother who all the while proclaimed to the whole bus wha her son was and whot he repres¬ ented. With a final admonition os to his manners be¬ fore Uncle Wellington, the bay’s mother left the bus and began supervising the loading af the car into the freight racks with much shreiking and pointing. It would nat fit. Mrs. Hawksmith was not defeated. It would be put in the bus aisle and there it was put and stayed, against the tired protests af the bus driver. At last all was set and Mrs. Howksmith stood gallantly with hands on hips and a supreme smile an her face as she saw the bus and her quavering son pull away along the highway. After arriving home again it was a long day for Mrs. Hawksmith, one in which she suffered a million tor¬ ments ond bothersome interruptions. Mr. Howksmith shut himself in his workshop. The papers would not be out till late. Would they carry her son’s picture, the one she had sent in two days before, she wondered. Ttie radio newscasts seemed not worried one bit over the outcome of the race. It wos a long day. “Hurry, Horace,” Mrs. Hawksmith shrilled, “we ' ll miss the bus. It’ll be here in fifteen minutes. Hurry.” Mr. Hawksmith, wha had stumbled half-way up the basement stairs mumbled, “Uh, Mrs., maybe you’d bet¬ ter go yaurself. I can’t seem ta get this darned red paint out of my moustache with anythin’.” “Humph, who wants to look at you anyway; it ' s my son they want ta see. Yes sir, he’ll be o bright star (Continued on Page 23) Join Your School Bowling League BOWL AT CRESCENT LANES 1055 Ottawa St. W. Ph. 3-0900 DAMIEN CONSTRUCTION General Building Contractors Telephone 2-4556 1341 Elsmere Ave. Windsor, Ont.