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

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Christmas Assembly fC07lfl'IlllCIl from page 661 French and English. Miss Nairn was leading these carols and bou- quets should definitely go to her and her choir for their lovely rendi- tions. Another contribution from the English department of our school was a pantamine Cyes, another onej entitled The Highwaymanf' But don't let the literary title fool you, it was one of the cleverest burlesques of a classic We've seen in ages. We don't know who to give the honours to, so far as organiza- tion goes, but because we saw Miss Snider scampering around the aisles at a very strategic moment asking for a street car ticket we will give the glory to her. Of course a good deal of credit also goes to Peter Ballak for his inane portray- al ofthe landlord's beautiful daugh- terBess, to Audrey Smith of AXIIC as the Highwayman and to George Eby of AXIIC who read the poem. But don't think that the German department of the school was silent on this occasion-far from it. Mrs. MacDonald all dressed up like a Deutsch Schullehrerin led a group of German students in an illustrated song called Ist das nicht ein Schnitzelbankf' Needless to say, the German band was pres- ent and up to its usual grand form. This was followed by something everyone had been waiting for. It was really the high-light of the as- sembly. The entire staff fwell al- mostb was lined up on the stage all bundled up in a caroling garb-I can't possibly describe it: it was a spectacle you had to see to appre- ciate. They were all so quaintly dressed 3it's impossible to single out anyone as the best. As they stood there with lighted candles singing carols, it made one think, with a pang of conscience, of all the de- tentions skipped and homework un- done-but enough of this sentimen- tality. After beautiful solos by Miss Nairn, Miss Snider, Mr. Bing MacMillan and Mr. Frankie Wallace the singers sat down around the Christmas tree in the centre of the stage. Then a voice came over the P.A. system, that every student is fa- miliar with, yes you guessed it. It was Mr. Ziegler, as Santa Claus. reading his slightly revised edition of The Night Before Christmas . Writing and reading poetry were two of Mr. Ziegler's talents that had been hidden from us, but, now that we know about them, everyone agrees that we must have more. Well, after his story, what was supposed to be Mr. Ziegler came out dressed in a Santa suit. When he laughed eve1'yone was convinced that it was Mr. Ziegler, despite the fact that he seemed shorter than usual. Well, we just about fell out of our seats when the real Mr. Zieg- ler came out in his costume and the first one turned out to be Mr. O'Con- nell. The speaking had been done by Mr. Ziegler over the loud speak- er. It was really clever. Then Mr. Ziegler and Mr. O'Con- nell, assisted by Auggie. gave gifts to all the teachers, and the curtain lowered on the grandest Christmas assembly we have ever seen. AQ- Blatrivulation Scholarships And llursarie-s WVOn By K.I'. I. Students Due to the decision of the edi- torial staff to eliminate the Alumni department from the Grumbler. it was thought that, with all due re- spect to the graduates of KCI.. those winning scholarships and bursaries not mentioned in the Commencement Exercises, be re- cognized in our magazine. Waterloo College appears to be the only place where scholarships are won and not presented at Commencement. The following awards were granted to the students attending Water- loo: fC0!lfflIIlt'tl1 on page 1101 8-1 THE GRUMBLER

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EDITOR! L . . . HIS is the first time in six years that the Grumbler has been published when the nations of the world are externally at peace. The dark clouds of death and destruction have passed away to allow the bright rays of hope to shine upon us. As we look back into the past years, and compare our Canada to other countries, we cannot but realize in what a richly blessed Dominion we live. Our ears have never hea1'd the shrieking shrill- ness of descending bombs, neither have our eyes ever been filled with the horror of the chaos which struck so hard upon the European and Asiatic countries. Indeed we are living in a for- tunate land. But insofar as human sacrifice is concerned. we have paid a tremendous debt. And now that the crisis is passed, we notice a great contrast of emotions. The Halifax docks swarm with rejoicing folks, as they anxiously await the return of loved ones, but, on the other hand, the hearts of many are heavy, and spirits full of despair, for a vast number of our boys who shall never return. Byron, in his poetic masterpiece Waterloo , displays the re- flections of our thoughts very vividly- Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal sound of strife, The morn, the marshalling in arms, -the day, Battle's magnificently stern array! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse, -friend, foe, -- in one red burial blent! They, who have given their all, have, in so doing, won for us a freedom which is ours to guard. They have overthrown the totalitarian principles, which involve greediness and injustice, and have preserved democracy, which has proved to be the successful method of legislation. They have thrown to us the torch g we must hold it high and not break faith with those who die. Herein lies a confronting challenge. The destiny of our country lies in the hands of this generation, -with us. The world needs intelligent, clear-thinking citizens, who

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