Kitchener Waterloo Collegiate and Vocational School - Grumbler Yearbook (Kitchener, Ontario Canada)

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PVE HAD IT A knock at the door, it's answer- edg someone reads the announce- ment- T.B. X-Rays next periodg report to dressing room two. Well, you will soon know what it's like anyway. You find yourself being herded into an already packed dressing room. Some people are dressing, others are heading for the gymg still others are coming in. Your .books are tossed into some vacant corner, closely followed by your clothes. After several inquiries you get onto the tail end of a line which is moving past a row of tables. Some individual inquires Name please '? -name-name? Oh yes,namel Then you are handed a little enve- lope. You glance over to the weird contraption in the centre of the iioor and then someone grabs the envelope and demands your age. Gee, that is funny, or is it? You can't even remember your age. Is it fifteen?-You know it isn't seventeen! No, it must be sixteen. A number is called out 5-2-6-1-8. What is it? Are you supposed to remember it? You don't dare ask nowg you would make a silly fool of yourself. Someone relieves you of the envelope and your receive R. GLEN Joxrs, A XII C in turn a small slip of paper. Yes, your name is on it, and or boy! There is the number. Well, that isn't so bad after all. There's the line-say that chap looks pale-I bet I am too.-Oh well, getting close now. You look at the fellow in there now 3-slight adjustment needed! Oh Christmasnl you can feel those sharp pains travelling through your back like a million sharp daggersg Christmas-hm some present.-Boy, did he look sick-two to go-you now glance at the doctor-rather vicious look- ing-he puts the plate in-next fel- low gets lined up-Ouch I-you are next-You look at your little slip of paper-its crumbled. Better get it smoothed outg the doctor takes it. Well, this is it! You're shoved into the machine, its cranked up-your neck is given a violent jar-head pushed forward-hands removed from pockets- Fill your lungsu- you do so-there is a low buzzing. O.K. you're through but where is the dagger-like pain- you don't feel anything-you bounce awk- wardly towards the door. Every- body is watching you-you dive through the door. Whew I-glad to get out of there Z-and now you can proudly say- I've had it! LAIVI ENT fflnninucd fronz page 342 winds of the earth, when stars fell from the heavens and became beau- tiful women giving birth to brave warriors. I But the forests are timeless, and dreaming under a tree that perhaps shielded a brave or a beautiful maiden, Hiawatha, his wonderful mother, Wenonah, daughter of the moon, and his wife Minnehaha. live again. But it is midnight and the veil of slumber descends. I shall be asleep in a moment. at peace with all of humanity. Where will this lead me? Will school and books ever fill the hollow that is inside me? 40 THE GRUMBLER

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DEUTSCH flrfwtzfefzsfiflis ANNALIES JANZEN, A XII C ,Sist Winter. ueisse Selzneefloclren rie- seln Still lzerunter aufs zreite Lunfl: lvncl in dem lflaren Eise spiegeln Siclz die Berge, als u'eisse Waml. Der Tarzrzerlzeald liegt tief im Sclznee: Weiss sintl Clie Felfler zeeit unfl breit: Verlassen laeuft ein junges Rell Una' alle Mann ist eingesellneit. Kein Voeglein lzoert man froelzliclz singen. Auf einmal ist clie Welt gan: bloss Nur toent ein leises Cloelferzlflirzgerz jSist Winterg lfalt unfl ll0vgIZllIlgSl0S. 'Sist Winter: und die Floelfen fallen Aufs stille Land. aufs Il'6il'C Meer, Horclzl Hoerst flu die Wfeilznaelzts- gloclcen sclzallen? Nun ist flie Last nicht nlelzr so selzzeer. Qlrziaze cgficzsssrzlialirz IRMA XVARKENTIN. A XII C Mit Kraelz. uncl Donner lf0lIllIlf was an. Sagt, was flas bedeuten lfann? Ach. sielz, est ist die Sll'l1SSCIlbIlllllJ' Sie faelzirt mil nzaclztiger Gezvalt. Die Fenster lflappern. alles lrnallt. Und weit und breit der Larrn erselzallt. Der Staub st-eigt lzoclz. die Raeder elrelzen- Sie .fCI6l1l'f., Wie brav die Dralzte IL'6llf?Il.' Das ist cloclzt etu'as anzuselzenf Ein Peelz. zver flarnit falzren mussg Es ist :umeist ein fragliclzer Genuss- Vzfelleicht sogczr rles Lebens Sclzlussf So spar, flein Geld, und lauf, zu Fuss. THE GRUMBLER

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