London Normal School - Spectrum Yearbook (London, Ontario Canada)

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SOCIAL ACTIVITIES C London Nor September 17. 1932. STRANGERS to the right of me, strangers to the left of me! But, the faculty were determined that this should be changed to Friends to the right of me, friends to the left of me. And so, as soon as was possible after our arrival, the staff entertained the students at a delightful afternoon tea on the lawns of the Normal School. Hey, the merry company — the jazz band playing — Blac mas s and quaint hats and gowns of olden day. Spanish girl and sailor lad to the music swaying, A jolly masquerade our troubles to allay. October 28, 1932. Soft lights, sweet music, beautiful costumes. Last night the fair and the gallant came to participate at the Hallowe ' en masquerade held at the Normal School. The talented of the school made its debut in a well- arranged and cleverly executed programme which was presented before the dance. After a weird story, the guests were wafted on the wings of mystery to the gymnasium where the dance was held. The hall was tastefully decorated with black and orange, adding an air of mystery and romance to the event. All the students were there in festive spirits and the affair was given an air of dignity by the presence of the masters and their wives. December 21, 1932. The students around me danced arid played. Their thoughts I cannot measure; But the least step u ' hich the made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The same group gathered again last night at the Normal School, but this time the laughing faces were surrounded with fur and dusted with snowflakes. The annual Christmas party of the student body was decidedly successful. Happy feet tripped the light fantastic and glowing hearts defied the cold outside. Attentive ears and interested faces told the tale of new ideas absorbed by the students. Many of these will probably be reproduced next year. Near the end of the gay evening of dancing, a cleverly planned and charmingly served lunch was dispensed to the students and their guests. Two of the highlights of the social seascn were the formal afternoon : THE YEAR 1932-33 ial Times teas held by Classes A and B of third form. The first tea was held by Class B, when they entertained Forms I, II and VI and the faculty. Mrs. McKone and Mrs. Mark poured, and the guests were served by the members of the class. The centre of attraction at this gathering was Wilson Mac- donald, talented Canadian poet. His brilliant conversation entertained many and those lingering longest were favored by hearing him read his charming poem, Maggie Scharts, and by seeing him perform some of his parlor tricks. The following week was Class B ' s privilege to entertain Forms IV and V and the staff. Tea was poured by Mrs. Marshall and Miss Gahan. The guests were delightfully entertained by some of the talented members of that form. Throughout the year each form has successfully entertained other forms in the school. Some turned to dancing, others to sleigh-riding, but at each party both hosts and guests enjoyed themselves to the utmost. The joyous hours are passed away, And many a heart that still is gay Within the school now vividly tells The tale to Joe, to Rose and A(e !. January 14, 1933 The charm is broken, the spell is lost. Friday 13 ! And yet no witches waited or evil spirits lurked about the drives of the University as the cars bore the beautifully gowned women and their escorts to the entrance of Convocation Hall. Strains of sweet music and the shuffle of happy feet greet him who enters the hall after the dances had begun. Approaching to the doorway of the main hall he sees people, as many birds of paradise, and the fair sound of pleasant words and soft laughter. As he stands, he is struck by the sudden beauty of bright missiles hurled from above. Next, he beholds the grand march when the masters and their wives lead the long line of guests around the hall. Then the line breaks up, the faculty, together with the executive of the Literary Society, take their places to formally receive the guests. He is borne along with the throng to another room where everyone partakes of most delightful refreshments. The music may still be heard and the dancers slowly find their way back to the ball room. The end comes all too soon. They are sad that it cannot last forever, but at the same time they are happy that the At Home has been a crowning success. Claire Chauvin. Page Twenty-four