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

Text from Pages 1 - 56 of the 1949 volume:

Tho Spectrum 1949 LONDON NORMAL SCHOOL LONDON. ONTARIO F. C. BIEHL, B.A., B.Paed. Principal A MESSAGE TO THE GRADUATING CLASS OF 1949 You enter your chosen work at an exciting time. This is not because the rewards for your effort are higher than they have ever been in the past. Nor is it because great changes in education in Ontario are casting their shadows before them. Both of these statements are true. But the teachers of 1949 face something more drastic than either. You are going to have something to do, not only with making a new world, but with helping to decide whether we shall continue to have a world at all. The physical scienc es have brought man to the edge of a steep place. For the first time in history it is in man ' s power to destroy his whole planet. To do this, all that is necessary is that he keep for another generation the tribal way of thinking that has been his in the past. Or he can begin to think in a new way; a way larger than himself, larger even than his own country. He can start to think of himself as a citizen of the whole world, a citizen with duties toward all mankind. Man ' s fate on this earth depends on the result of a race between this new way of thinking and the old. In this race you will be more than an onlooker. You will be a runner yourself, and you will train many of the other runners. You will have much to do with the kind of thinking done by the next and most critical generation of humanity. To this extent, and to a degree never shared by teachers at any time in the past, the fate of the world will rest upon your shoulders. F. C. BIEHL Page Two HONOURABLE DANA PORTER Minister of Education Ontario ' s population is expanding. New industries are taking root, and older industries are adopting modern ways. Education has felt the stir, and some hundreds of new School buildings have sprung into being during the post-war years. Meanwhile, every aspect of our school system is under scrutiny. In the midst of these changes, what is asked of the graduates of our Normal Schools? Sir Richard Livingstone has pointed out that all men have three jobs — earning a living, performing their duties as citizens, and developing them- selves as individuals. To prepare boys and girls for these tasks is to be your three-fold responsibility. The elementary school trains for earning a living when it develops skill in the three R ' s and gives some understanding of the world and man ' s life upon it. But the other two tasks, though less tangible, are no less important. To train for life in a democratic community, and to lead young people to develop themselves in body, mind, and character, the teacher must know children, know what is first-rate, and know how to inspire enthusiasm for worthy things and noble actions. You are entering a great profession. May you realize in it both happi- ness and success. MINISTER OF EDUCATION e Three Our tabte%£ R. H. ROBERTS, M.A. School Management and Mathematics C. P. O ' NEILL, M.A. Science, Agriculture and Horticulture ) C. R. MacLEOD, B.A., B.Paed. Literature, Reading and Senior Social Studies G. H. DOBRINDT, B.A. Composition and Grammar, Primary Reading, Primary Social Studies, Religious Education Page Four DOROTHY EMERY, A.O.C.A. WINNIFRED R. PRENDERGAST GRACE CONOVER, B.S., M.A. Instructor in Art and Writing Physical Education, Secretary and Instructor in Home Economics and Registrar Health RHENA McILROY, A.T.C.M. LOUISE MOISLEY FRANK G WALKER Instructor in Music Librarian and Instructor in Instructor in Crafts Library Methods Page Five ear J$ook Executive Back Row — Connie Snyder, Art; June Tarleton, Athletics; Alice Jubenville, Photography. Third Row — Sheila Hill, Music; Barbara Harvie, Social; William Lecouteur, Marjorie Dorrepaal, Advertising; Charlene Cleveland, Visitors. Second Row — Philip Yeoman, Business Manager; Betty Rogula, James MacLean, Editors; Clara Brown, Business Manager. Front Row — Edward Stewart, Athletics; John Graham, Humour; Donald Bedard, Poetry. Absent — Grace MacPherson, Literary; Mary Tummonds, Drama. Staff Counsellors: Mr. R. H. Roberts, Mr. C. R. MacLeod. Cdltoxial Ten years ago men and women were leaving this school facing a very serious prob- lem, the preservation of democracy. Unfortunately they had to take up arms and engage in physical combat, at great personal risk, to retain our precious freedom. Today, much the same problem faces us, the graduating class of 1949. Our inde- pendence is again in jeopardy. But we as teachers can assist in the molding of the most powerful means of defense, the training and development of the citizens of tomorrow. We cannot hope to preserve democracy unless the people are taught to read and to think so they can understand its basic principles and the application of those principles to cur- rent problems. Many of us turned to teaching as a means of livelihood, but it means more, a great deal more. Our responsibility will be tremendous and we must be prepared to face the far-reaching consequences resulting from slackness or the shirking of duty. Never must we lose sight of our goal which is the aim of all education, knowledge, skill, and the development of character. We have been given the tools — training at Normal, the opportunity to teach, let us do our best to finish the job! THE EDITORS Page Six J eligiouJ 3n3tructo% Rigorous teachers seized my youth, And purged its faith and trimmed its fire. Showed me the high, white star of Truth, There bade me gaze and there aspire. ' ' That is what the clergy have tried to do during the school-year — to show you the high, white star of Truth, to bid you gaze and there aspire, to make it plain that this Truth is a PERSON, God ' s only Son, our Saviour and Lord. It has been an honour and a privilege to have a small part in training you for the work to which you have been called. We would fain believe that much of what we have said in the classroom will be remembered and put into practice in the years to come. You are a privileged people — greatly privileged. You stand at the end of an epoch, at a place where many roads meet. The age in which you live is drawing to a close and the form of its successor is not yet known. But of this we are sure, that education will necessarily be one of the storm-centres in any discussion of the purpose and pattern which the new age will take. And it is at this time that you have been called to teach, to seize the children and the youth of our land, to purge their faith and trim their fire, to check the erring and reprove, to set them free from vain temptations, to calm the weary strife of frail humanity, to show them the high, white star of Truth, to bid them gaze and there aspire. What a privilege! What a responsibility! It is our sincere and earnest prayer that God will abundantly bless you in this great and good work. (REV.) JOHN FLECK, Elmwood Avenue Presbyterian Church, London, Ontario. Our Critic ZJeaclter Urban Practice Teachers Miss Gertrude Bergey, B.A. Mr. Stanley A. Cushman, B.A. Miss Ethawyn Damude, B.A. Miss Pearl I. Elliott Miss Edna Lancaster Miss Muriel Lancaster Miss Marguerite Lawler Miss Bernice Leggate Miss Nora MacRae, B.A. Mr. S. R. MacKay, B.A. Miss J. Isabel McLeish Mr. E. I. Mitchell, B.A. Mr. Stewart Oakes Miss Eva Parry Mr. W. D. Sutton, B.A., B.Paed. High Schools Mr. Carl Chapman, B.A. Miss Kathleen Dolan, M.A. Mr. Walter M. Herron, M.A. Mr. W. F. Langford, M.A. Rural Schools Mrs. Marion F. Bere Mrs. Frankie Cornell Mr. Lloyd Flannigan Mrs. Gladys Hodgins Mr. Ewart Jolliffe Mr. Orville McDowell Mr. Gordon McEwan Mrs. Marie McGuffin Miss Shirley Patterson Mrs. Helen Patterson Mrs. H. G. Sherriff Miss Vera Thomas Page Seven On Friday, May 13, Arbour Day was observed at the school by the planting of two trees. An American Red Bud was planted by Mrs. William Prendergast in honour of her husband, who was principal of the Normal School from 1922 to 1931. Dr. John Dearness, a member of the staff from 1900-1918 and Principal from 1918-1922, celebrated his 97th birthday by planting a Canadian Hard Maple. Miss Marjorie Hamilton, Miss Joan Jackson, Miss Betty Lamb, Mr. George Gall, Mr. John Gregg and Mr. Donald Irwin acted as guards of honour for Mrs. Prendergast and Dr. Dearness. A short programme followed under the chairmanship of Mr. John Graham. Mr. George Copeland, who was a student of the Normal School when Dr. Dearness was principal, gave a brief address on the value of trees. The members of Form III, under the direction of Miss Elaine Murchison, rendered a choral speaking number. The programme concluded with the singing of the school song and the National Anthem. Following the programme a number of guests, including former staff members, enjoyed tea served by students of the Home Economics classes. C. R. M. Page Eight Werner J oa t Extraordinaire Everyone has been to an ordinary weiner roast, but the one attended by a hundred twenty students and teachers on October 14 was really unique. Instead of roasting their weiners a la coal ashes, they were served in the gymnasium a la relish and mustard. Before proceeding to the gymnasium in snake dance fashion, everyone gathered around a campfire on the school grounds to sing songs suitable to the occasion. More entertain- ment was supplied by several soloists. The programme was under the direction of the Men ' s Athletic Association. WILMA ALLEN, Form I J4allowed Eve at J pndon J loxmal School Piercing screams from the Room of Horrors began our Hallowe ' en Party on November 1. Bean bag, shuffle board and apple bobbing were the games played in the gymnasium. Mr. Biehl, our principal, led the Grand March of a hundred students costumed as witches, clowns, Bugs Bunny and Bo-Peep. During the community singing, refreshments were served. Dancing followed in the music room, which was decorated with orange streamers and balloons. Grandma Graham with her fan and Robin Hood Tomuick with his arrows won the costume prizes. This successful party was the first social undertaking of the Literary Society. BETTY ROGULA, Form IV. Page Nine Cducation XVeek Education has been the greatest single factor in the development of our present state of civilization. As often happens in the pride of personal conquest, we forget the vehicle of success. It is to remedy this situation that The Teachers ' Federation set aside a period of seven days annually, to be known as Education Week. This year for the first time in its history The London Normal School took an active part in the programme. The week began on November 14, when a group of students presented a Round Table Discussion on Our Year at Normal School over radio station CFPL, London. They conveyed to their radio audience a great deal of thought-provoking material con- cerning the development of a qualified pedagogue. First, they considered the various influences which direct young men and women to the profession. Then the particular qualifications with regard to physical and academic standards necessary for admittance to Normal School were reviewed. Following this, the panel discussed the actual training of student-teachers, including some of their reactions to their first teaching experience. They agreed that besides all our practical training we are developing a new practical con- cept of the duties and responsibilities of a teacher. The discussion ended with a summary of the important points and the conclusion that no student-teacher should under-estimate the work ahead in the training of the next generation. The close kinship between school and church was re-affirmed Sunday evening, November 14, when a church service attended by Normal students was held at Knox United Church. Reverend Moore welcomed the students and staff. Our principal, Mr. Biehl, read the Scripture Lesson. The growth of the child spiritually as well as intellectu- ally was emphasized in the address by Mr. G. H. Dobrindt. Under the direction of Miss R. Mcllroy the Normal School choir rendered three well-chosen selections. Following the service the women of the church served tea while the guests enjoyed a social hour. The final activity of the week was the Open House on Friday, November 19. For the first time in history the doors swung open to welcome our parents and friends, four hundred in all. An assembly featuring a pantomime by Form II, Choral Speaking by Form III and selections by the choir, was the centre of interest for the first hour. Another attraction was a demonstration volley ball game in which Windsor defeated London. From 2:30 to 4:00 students and guests were directed in groups to the Home Economics room, where refreshments were served. Prominent displays in the various classrooms, exhibiting the work of the students, were the cause of much favourable comment through- out the afternoon. The departure of the guests was regretted, for this had been a most memorable occasion for both the staff and students. JAMES MacLEAN, Form III BETTY ROGULA, Form IV P ige Ten Z)he CltriHma The mood of the Christmas party was set the moment we set foot inside the front door. A tiny Christmas tree twinkled on the landing and the members of the Girls ' Ensemble, wearing surplices and holding lighted tapers, flanked the stairs. At eight o ' clock the audience heard the first notes of God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen and turned to see the choir moving up the aisle. Three gaily-costumed carollers under the traditional lamp post began recalling the first Christmas, and the story was unfolded in pantomime, words and music. The script was written and produced under the direction of Mr. Dob- rindt and Miss Mcllroy was in charge of the choir. Santa Claus arrived with a flourish and presented appropriate gifts to members of the staff. The ladies received very special favours. The gifts which the students received were rewrapped and sent to London orphanages. After the programme, games were enjoyed in the library and dancing in the music room. Miss Conover and her committee served refreshments from a very attractive table in the Home Economics room. Christmas at London Normal School was complete, We had our worship service, we spent a social evening with our friends and we felt the true spirit of giving in helping to make Christmas happier for orphaned children. MARY TUMMONDS, Form IV jamboree Perhaps the most enjoyable party of the year was organized by the Student Parlia- ment. Philip Caddick, master of ceremonies, bicycled into the gaily decorated gymnasium equipped with a cane, a tight plug hat and a smile to fit the occasion. A large number of students and their friends enjoyed an evening of games, sing- songs, musical mixers and dances interspersed with many special features. Vocal solos were rendered by Jean Ferguson, Bill LeCouteur and Ken Regan; violin solos by Ruth Copeman. Humorous musical pantomimes using the Ink Spots ' records, Making Believe and Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall, were presented by Eva Ardiel, Marjorie Dor- repaal and Beverley Pogue. Mary Tummonds and Fred Staffen produced a parody on the sleep-walking scene from Macbeth. Following this, refreshments featuring a jello salad were served. The departing guests all expressed regret that such an enjoyable evening should come to an end. BARBARA HARVIE, Form II Party, January, Page Eleven Our Vhit to J4amilton On Friday, January 21, over ninety students accompanied by several members of the staff travelled to Hamilton for the annual visit to the Normal School in the mountain city. The afternoon programme, purely athletic in nature, was held in the Zion Church gymnasium. Our volleyball team, apparently tired out from their long journey, dropped three straight games to the Hamilton squad. The girls ' basketball team were also below standard in losing an 18-6 decision. Our boys, however, were the shining lights of the afternoon. Upholding the honour of the crimson and gold, they won over their oppon- ents by a decisive 41-19 margin. A singsong and supper concluded our afternoon at the church. For the evening programme the entire student body moved over to our hosts ' Normal School. After journeying through its halls and comparing its various features with those of our own school, we were invited to the school auditorium. Here we were entertained with a fine programme. We were welcomed officially by Dr. MacMillan and Mr. Biehl replied appropriately on our behalf. Several dancing and singing numbers, followed by the radio play Victoria, concluded the programme. To round out the evening, refreshments were served and dancing was enjoyed. As midnight approached we reluctantly departed for home with the consolation that our hosts would pay us a return visit in the near future. EDWARD STEWART, Form IV J4amilton Vijit J ondon On the afternoon of Friday, March 11, London Normal School took on the aspects of an all-day party in preparation for the visit of Hamilton. When the students arrived, they were conducted through the school on a tour to visit craft and home economic dis- plays. Then the afternoon ' s programme of sports began. In the first game, the girls ' basketball teams settled for a 14-all tie. The boys ' basket- ball team from London maintained their winning streak by defeating Hamilton by the score of 32-12. In the final game, the visiting team rallied by winning the volleyball 23-21. At six o ' clock, the guests and their hosts enjoyed a supper held at Wesley United Church. Gerald England acted as toastmaster and the toast to the visitors was given by Margot Hill. Hilda Tutton responded for Hamilton to Miss Hill ' s toast. Audrey Palmer gave the toast to the players to which Italo Giancarlo, a Hamiltonian, responded. Later, an auditorium programme under the direction of the Literary Society, was put on by Form II. The presentation was entitled The British Commonwealth and was under the direction of Mr. MacLeod and Mr. Walker. Mr. Biehl welcomed formally the guests on behalf of London Normal and Mr. Lockett, representing Dr. McMillan, prin- cipal of Hamilton Normal, responded. Many graduates of London were present to welcome the guests and join in the evening ' s enjoyment. The day was brought to a close with dancing and refreshments in the gym. At eleven that evening our guests departed by bus, after making and renewing many friend- ships in London. JUNE TARLETON, Form IV Page Twelve chance The Square Dance Interest Group sponsored one of the most enjoyable dances of the year. The gymnasium walls were decorated with pictures of the instruments used in the playing of square dances and with straw hats. Fred Staffen and Ted Blake called out the square dances during the greater part of the evening, but there was enough round dancing to enable the amateurs to catch their breath. The door prize, a box of chocolates, was won by Ph il Yeoman. Delicious refreshments of cake, milk and ice cream were enjoyed by the dancers at the end of the evening. BARBARA HARVIE, Form II Square Valentine Party, Despite the rain and snow the Valentine hayride and party was a happy occasion for all. Shouts of laughter and choruses of familiar songs echoed from the two overflowing wagons. Following the hayride there was a programme in the gymnasium, which was decor- ated with lace hearts and blushing cupids. Don Irwin, master of ceremonies, popped out of a Valentine box labelled Cupid ' s Mailbox. A programme consisting of both vocal and piano solos was followed by a comedy diving match. During the course of the evening the dancers went to the Domestic Science room to refresh themselves with hotdogs and coffee. A singsong and square dancing concluded the programme under the direction of the Athletic Societies. GLADYS HUFFMAN, Form II Valentine To-day is Valentine ' s, you know, And to our party we shall go With candies, songs and cards for all. We hope that Cupid comes to call. FORM II — To-day is Valentine s, you know, For you my heart is all aglow. It may seem strange and out of place But how I love that big, dumb face. I ' ll love you to the end of time If you ' ll be mine in forty-nine. me£ FORM III — To-day is Valentine ' s, you know, With cards of Cupids and his bow, And every laddie ' s eyes do shine To see who ' ll be his Valentine. FORM IV — To-day is Valentine ' s, you know, And little hearts are all aglow, Because to you, our love we send To show we ' re thinking of you, friend. Piige Thirteen WILMA ALLEN, 2206 Chilver Road, Windsor, Ontario. EVA ARDIEL R. R. No. 1, Arva, Ontario. MARY BARTOLAC, R. R. No. 5, Thamesville, Ontario. ANELDA BLACK, R. R. No. 6, Alvinston, Ontario DON. BLACKMORE, 237 Redpath Avenue, Toronto, Ontario. EDWARD BLAKE, 923 Wellington Street, London, Ontario. MURRAY BEACOM, R. R. No. 5, Watford, Ontario. DONALD BEDARD, Box 257, Zurich, Ontario. AUDREY BENNELL, Ridgetown, Ontario. FRANCES BLONDE, R. R. No. 1, Chatham, Ontario. DONNA BOWDEN, Centralia, Ontario. FERN BRAITHWAITE, R. R. No. 4, Alvinston, Ontario. LOIS C. BERE, 11 Franklin Avenue, London. Ontario. BARBARA BIDDLECOMB, 145 Johnston Street, Sarnia, Ontario NORMA BRIGHT, Thorndale, Ontario. CLARA BROWN, R. R. No. 3, Merlin, Ontario. EVELYN BUSH, 194 Campbell Street, Sarnia, Ontario. PHILLIP CADDICK, 7971 2 King St. E., London, Ontario. KATHRYN CAPE, 196 St. Clair Street, Chatham, Onario. JEAN CARROLL, R. R. No. 1, Crinan, Ontario. FRANCES CLARKE, R. R. No. 1, Sarnia, Ontario. CHARLENE CLEVELAND, Blenheim, Ontario. OMBRA COPELAND, R. R. No. 6, St. Marys, Ontario. RUTH COPEMAN, 28 Chalmers Avenue, London, Ontario. CARMAN CORNISH, R. R. No. 1, Mossley, Ontario. MARGARET COULSON, 1 Gerrard Street, London, Ontario. HELEN DAWDY, Tilbury, Ontario. CHARLES DEAN, 1949 Verdun Ave., Windsor, Ontario. MARY DEMETER, R. R. No. 3, Harrow, Ontario. MARGARET DORAN, R. R. No. 2, Ingersoll, Ontario. MARJORIE DORREPAAL, 3511 Bloomfield Road, Windsor, Ontario. AGNES DUNLOP, R. R. No. 1, Croton, Ontario. CYNTHIA EASTWOOD, 22 Leila Street, St. Thomas, Ontario. JAMES ELLIOT, Port Burwell, Ontario. GERALD ENGLAND, 726 Randolph Street, Windsor, Ontario. GLADYS FADER, Dresden, Ontario. MARY FAFLAK, R. R. No. 6, Blenheim, Ontario. JEAN FERGUSON, R. R. No. 1, Muirkirk, Ontario. LOUISE FERGUSON, R. R. No. 1, Ridgetown, Ontario. ROBERT FIELD, 7971 2 King Street, London, Ontario. MARION FLEMING, R. R. No. 3, Thedford, Ontario. LENORA FORSTER, Sacred Heart Convent, Queen ' s Avenue, London, Ontario. JOHN FRANCOM, 2445 St. Louis, Windsor, Ontario. WINNIFRED FRITH, 304 Erie St. W., Windsor, Ontario. ANN FURLONG, 570 Oxford Street, London, Ontario. GEORGE GALL, 432 Elliott St. W., Windsor, Ontario. MARION GEE, Norwich, Ontario. JEAN GORDON, Southwold, Ontario. PATRICIA GOWLETT, 581 Piccadilly St., London, Ontario. INA HARRIS, R. R. No. 1, Kirkton, Ontario. JOHN K. GRAHAM, R. R. No. I, Fingal, Ontario. AUDREY GRAY, R. R. No. 4, Komoka, Ontario. JOHN M. GREGG, Forest, Ontario. MARY GRIMES, 216 Earl Street, Ingersoll, Ontario. MARJORIE HAMILTON, R. R. No. 3, Thedford, Ontario. BARBARA HARVIE, 1357 Ouellette Ave., Windsor, Ontario. MARGOT HILL, 321 Edmonton St., London, Ontario. SHEILA HILL, 587 Elizabeth St., London, Ontario. MARGARET HODGSON, R. R. No. 3, Denfield, Ontario. JAMES WRIGHT, 616 Hamilton Road, London, Ontario. DOROTHY HANES, Roseland, Ontario. AUDREY HARLTON, R. R. No. 2, Dashwood, Ontario. MURIEL HOWE, R. R. No. 5, Aylmer, Ontario. MARION HOWEY, Eden, Ontario. GLADYS HUFFMAN, R. R. No. 3, Chatham, Ontario. ELEANOR HURDLE, Newbury, Ontario. ELEANOR HUTCHISON, 8 Hill Street, St. Thomas, Ontario. BARBARA HYATT, 124 Dufferin Ave., Petrolia, Ontario. MARY KEEDWELL, 26 Patterson Ave., Chatham, Ontario. MARTHA KEMBER, R. R. No. I, Sarnia, Ontario. EDWARD KINNIN, 2332 Lillian St., Windsor, Ontario. MAI LIISA LAAKSO, 1479 Labadie Rd., Windsor, Ontario. DONALD IRWIN, 3811 Matchette Rd., Windsor, Ontario. JOAN JACKSON, 659 Alexandrine Ave.. Windsor, Ontario. DAVID ROSS JENKINS, 95 Glenwood Ave., London, Ontario. ALICE JUBENVILLE, R. R. No. 1, Pain Court, Ontario. BETTY D. LAMB, R. R. No. 2, Springfield, Ontario. MARY M. LANCASTER, R. R. No. 2, Drumbo, Ontario. EILEEN LARKE, R. R. No. 6, Chatham, Ontario. JANE LAUGHTON, Strathroy, Ontario. SHIRLEY LAURIE, Blenheim, Ontario. JOYCE LA VERY, H2 Giles Blvd. E., Windsor, Ontario. VICTORIA LAVIS, 1488 Gladstone Ave. Windsor, Ontario. MARGUERITE YOUNG, Lucan, Ontario. MARJORIE LIVESEY, 18 Laurel Ave., Kingsville, Ontario. MARIE WINTERS, R. R. No. 3, St. Thomas, Ontario. BETTY WOODSIDE, 63 High St., London, Ontario. JOHN LOUCKS, R. R. No. I, Belle River, Ontario. MARIE MacGREGOR, Watford, Ontario. JAMES MacLEAN, Waubaushene, Ontario. GRACE MaiPHERSON, 1928 Ottawa St., Windsor, Ontario. PHYLLIS MARK, 789 Richmond St., London, Ontario. MARGUERITE MARR, R. R. No. I, Wilton Grove, Ontario. DONNA MASSECAR, 909 William St., London, Ontario. SHIRLEY MAY, Arkona, Ontario. DORIS McARTHUR, 2209 Lillian St., Windsor, Ontario. mm DONALD F. McDONALD, 134 Briscoe St., London, Ontario. NANCY McDOUGALL, 127 Thornton Ave., London, Ontario. BARBARA YEATES, 157 Eagle Ave., Brantford, Ontario. GRACE McINTOSH, R. R. No. 1, Southwold, Ontario. MARY McINTYRE, R. R. No. 3, Belmont, Ontario. BETTY McIVER, R. R. No. 9, London, Ontario. AUDREY McLEAN, R. R. No. 1, Melbourne, Ontario. PATRICIA McLOUGHLIN, Quinton Place, Woodstock, Ontario. BETH MELVIN, 12 East Avenue, St. Thomas, Ontario. YVONNE MILLS, Thorndale, Ontario. JOAN MITCHELL, R. R. No. 7, Watford, Ontario. JOAN MOORE, R. R. No. 1, Delaware, Ontario. ANNE MORGAN, R. R. No. 6, Thamesville, Ontario. RUTH MUNRO, R. R. No. 1, Lakeside, Ontario. ELAINE MURCHISON, 747 Little Hill St., London, Ontario. MARY NAYLOR, Straffordville, Ontario. ELEANOR NEILL, 222 High Street, London, Ontario. EDNA NOYES, R. R. No. 3, Denfield, Ontario. HUGH ODELL, R. R. No. 2, Uxbridge, Ontario. DORIS OLDE, Glencoe, Ontario. SHIRLEY OSBORNE, R. R. No. 1, Cottam, Ontario. AUDREY PALMER, R. R. No. 1, Thorndale, Ontario. AUDREY PARKINSON, R. R. No. 6, St. Marys, Ontario. BETTY PARSONS, R. R. No. 1, Walkers, Ontario. DOROTHY PETERS, R. R. No. 3, Merlin, Ontario. CAROL PETERSON, 1553 Bruce Ave., Windsor, Ontario. MARGUERITE PICKARD Exeter, Ontario. BEVERLEY POGUE, 2436 Lincoln Road, Windsor, Ontario. LESLIE POND, 577 Ellis East, Windsor, Ontario. BLANCHE ZAPHE, Brucefield, Ontario. JEAN RANDALL, 252 Durand St., Sarnia, Ontario. MARGARET RATZ, R. R. No. 2, Dashwood, Ontario. KENNETH REGAN, 25 Yarwood St., St. Thomas, Ontario. BETTY ROGULA, 1621 Cadillac St., Windsor, Ontario. ELEANOR RONSON, Parkhill, Ontario. RUTH SCOTT, 331 Hunter St., Woodstock, Ontario. VIVIAN SEAMAN, Lobo P.O., Ontario. VERA SEDLAR, 1826 Gladstone Ave., Windsor, Ontario. SHIRLEY SHAW, R. R. No. 1, Mooretown, Ontario. VERA SHEPPARD, R. R. No. 1, Mooretown, Ontario. JOAN SIMPSON, Clandeboye, Ontario. BERNIECE SINDEN, R. R. No. 1, Vienna, Ontario. HELEN SMITH, 108 Alexandra St., London, Ontario. CONNIE SNYDER, 2316 Windermere Rd., Windsor, Ontario. VERNA SQUIRE, R. R. No. 1, Glencoe, Ontario. SUZANNE STACEY, 194 Grande Ave. W., C hatham, Ontario. FRED STAFFEN, R. R. No. 1, Dorchester, Ontario. KATHERIN STENTON, Charing Cross, Ontario. CATHARINE STEW ART, Ailsa Craig, Ontario. EDWARD STEWART, 2355 Fraser Ave., Windsor, Ontario. JUNE TARLETON, 1448 Moy Ave., Windsor, Ontario. RUTH TEDFORD, R. R. No. 3, Blenheim, Ontario. JOAN THOMAS, 290 Piccadilly St., London, Ontario. CECELIA TOOHEV, R. R. No. 3, Lucan, Ontario. MARY TUMMONDS, R. R. No. 4, Komoka, Ontario. MARY URQUHART, R. R. No. 1, St. Maivs, Ontario. GRACE WALKER, Ingersoll, Ontario. EILEEN WEATHERSTONE, R. R. No. 4, Dresden, Ontario. ■ | ELEANOR THOMPSON, Wyoming, Ontario. JAMES TISDALE, 1199 Howard Ave., Windsor, Ontario. ELEANOR TOMUICK, Box 105, Leamington, Ontario. JESSIE WHITELOCK, R. R. No. 1, Fingal, Ontario. HARLAND WILLISON, Box 652, Strathroy, Ontario. JOAN WILSON, 389 Oxford St., London, Ontario. PHILIP H. YEOMAN, R. R. No. 2, Wilton Grove, Ontario, KENNETH WILSON, R. R. No. 3, Kerwood, Ontario. SISTER MARY WILLIAM, Sacred Heart Convent, London, Ontario. JAMES E. HOUSE, R. R. No. 1, Courtland, Ontario. WILLIAM LE COUTEUR, 183 Havelock, Toronto, Ontario. Z)ke The banquet for the 1948-1949 graduating class was held at Knox United Church on May 9th. The church hall was gaily decorated in colours of crimson and gold, and orig- inal designs of familiar caricatures. The warm friendliness of the gathering and the fresh hues of the ladies ' beautiful gowns contributed greatly to the success of the evening. An enjoyable meal was served by the members of the Women ' s Auxiliary. The pro- ceedings were opened with a toast to the King proposed by the President of the Student Parliament, Mr. Donald Blackmore. Miss Eleanor Thompson and Miss Sheila Hill led the gathering in a sing song. This was brought to a close with an alder song, Let Me Call You Sweetheart, in order that the masters might reminisce. Miss Joyce Lavery proposed a toast to the officers of the school ' s executive in appreciation of their excellent work this year. The response was made by Miss Jean Carroll. Miss Audrey Parkinson tendered a toast to the school thanking the staff for their invaluable help and guidance throughout the year. Principal F. C. Biehl responded most suitably, assuring us that this was the best class he had seen since coming to London. A double trio provided interesting entertainment under the direction of Miss S. Hill and Miss E. Thompson. This double trio consisted of Miss J. Tarleton, Miss G. Walker, Miss J. Lavery, Miss D. Massecar, and Miss E. Thompson. A solo was rendered by Miss M. Urquhart. Miss S. Hill and Miss E. Thompson played a pianoforte duet entitled Tea for Two. This part of the programme was completed by the singing of Bonny Doon, which was dedicated to certain member of the staff. Aided by conscripted volunteers, Miss Prendergast entertained with a display which brought to light in out of school hours , lack of muscular and mental co-ordination. The banquet ended with the singing of the school song, which was enthusiastically conducted by Miss Mcllroy. The student body then adjourned to the Normal School to join in the dance to Don Jenkins ' orchestra, which played amidst a flutter of crimson and gold streamers. The library was sought out by those desiring a more passive enjoyment. Among the honoured guests we were especially pleased to see Dr. Mark, the former principal of the London N ormal School, and his wife. L. M. F. H. Page Tire)ity-jot y 13 rip ZJo TJoronto WE LEAVE LONDON Four no trump. Pass. Quiet! How can I sleep in that noise! Thus with fitting remarks the London Normal School sei out for Toronto. Our train left the station at seven o ' clock, Friday, March 18. We were finally on our way to one of the biggest events of the school year. We were to spend a day viewing the museum and art gallery and top it off with a visit to the Parliament Buildings. Little did we realize what awaited us there. Some went to the Museum where they were put into groups and taken to displays. The guides explained the various exhibits dealing with Marco Polo, Egyptians, Indians and zoological studies. For most of us this ended the day and at five o ' clock we were homeward bound with many pleasant memories of our day in Toronto. NANCY McDOUGALL, Form III WE VISIT THE ART GALLERY During our brief visit to the Toronto Art Gallery we gained a very comprehensive impression of art in general, and certain phases of it in particular. We felt at once a sense of at homeness as we began our tour in the children ' s art and craft room. Indeed, one might have supposed that he were entering Mr. Walker ' s room. In the Octagonal Gallery, we had an insight into the mind of the artist. There we saw how a painting is developed from a basic idea, and how the composite parts are united to form a picture. With this information, and with the help of our guides, we were able to compare and criticize the portraits, landscapes, still life, caricature and abstract paintings which we inspected. The display of the Thorne rooms was the chief attraction during the visit. This is a collection of thirty rooms, furnished in exquisitely perfect miniature, representing our outstanding European styles from Medieval to modern periods. The visit was concluded with an informal luncheon in the guest hall. WE SEE DEMOCRACY IN ACTION One of the highlights of our Toronto visit was the afternoon spent at the Parliament Buildings. Before the students viewed the actual session, we saw the floor at close range. One typically-thrilled student was heard to say, Oh! I touched the cushion on which the Great Mace lies. An official welcome was given us by several members and the Speaker. The two-hour session of second readings was interspersed with lively discussions, during which we were enlightened as to the distinction between red and white pine. After the session came the formal presentation to the Lieutenant-Governor and the reception he gave for us in his private rooms and the Parliament Buildings. We will never forget the thrill of this afternoon. BERNIECE SINDEN, Form IV Page Twenuty-five Open J4ouie 3or JV. £. c4lumni The doors of the Normal School were thrown open to admit two hundred and seventy graduates on Saturday morning, April 2. The alumni, coming from all over- Western Ontario, were directed by guides to the registration table, where they received name tags and signed the Visitor ' s Book. Our guests then enjoyed a luncheon in the library, where Mrs. F. C. Biehl and Mrs. C. E. Mark poured coffee. This part of the morning programme was arranged by Miss Conover and a committee of students. At noon the visitors met in the assembly hall to elect a new executive and to discuss other business matters. A particularly interesting item was the presentation of a portrait of Dr. Mark, our retired principal, to the school. A tour of various classrooms followed. The work in the Craft Room was praised by some alumni, who regretted that they never had done such work back in 1900. Next year we are looking forward to this annual Open House when we will meet again our masters and fellow graduates. JOYCE LAVERY, Form II Vhitor Z)o Z)he School MR. ELBORN Mr. Elborn, Inspector of Professional Training Schools of Ontario, visited the Lon- don Normal School. He joined us in the class rooms and discussed educational problems. He advised the men to teach first in a rural school, especially if they intended to remain in the field of education. As he is a graduate of this Normal School, he readily expressed his pleasure on this return visit. MR. ROUSE Mr. Rouse, Principal of Fredericton Normal School, paid a visit to our Normal School last October. During our interview with him we learned many interesting things concerning their Normal Schools. They have two terms — June to December and January to June. Students that have a certificate equivalent to our junior matriculation may enter the Normal School. Ontario students are able to teach in the Maritimes but their students are not able to come into Ontario without writing an examination. The message Mr. Rouse sends out to the students is: I wish you every success in your year here at Normal and through the years to come when vou will be out in your own schools educating our young Canadians. Congratulations and Good Luck to the Graduates of 1948 - 1949 We thank you for your patronage. Huffman ' s Drug Store Phone Met. 1920 156 Wortlev Rd. London. Canada Page Twenty-eight Poetry, THE YOUNG SCHOOL TEACHER (First Prize) Here in the quiet classroom, where the air, Perfumed with chalk-dust passes out the window broad, There takes its place a cleaner atmosphere, Bearing the bell-clear tones of children playing on rain-drenched sod. Here sits the teacher, eager with youthful visions, Not warped and scarred by struggles down the line Of years of seeing the spoken word, the selfless deed unheeded, Eager to give unfashioned minds some truth divine. Hers to mould the pliant growing soul, To shape a race of men ready to borrow A page from the record of Paradise, That they may be participants in a godlier, more brotherly to-morrow. JUNE LAUGHTON, Form II A NORMALITE WRITES HOM1 (Se cond Prize) My dear Mama, I write to say I thought of something odd today — A something which essentially Must added to my wardrobe be ! I thought today: What makes me feel Happy instead of down at heel? What gives me poise, self-confidence And sense to use my common sense? What makes me gay, what gives me grace, Aplomb, sangfroid, in any place? What lifts my spirits from the dirt? Darling, my ballerina skirt! I never thought that such a thing Could lift me up and make me sing! I never realized at all Till now, that what I need this fall Is just another swing-and-sway Ballerina whirl-away! You ' d never dream the good of it — That little waist so snugly fit — Those gracious flares so airily swirled! Nothing, Mama, in all the world Could make me feel more confident When out a-teaching I am sent. So darling, p lease consider this My current, urgent, dearest wish. That I might face just any squirt , Send me a ballerina skirt! A ballerina skirt, I pray, Just to replace my dingy gray. Advise me soon, dear, if you can. Your ever loving daughter Fran. FRANCES CLARKE, Form I THE DANCING SAND (Third Prize) The shifting sands, the swirling dunes Together, dance beneath the moon. The biting wind, he keeps the pace Now slow, now fast, now halt, now race. Each silvery particle with abandoned care Joins in the battle with the air. The whirling, swirling dance goes on O ' er Bedouin hut and Arab tent Till finally, its power gone, It slowly stops; its forces spent. The dunes now settle in their place, The scurlish wind flies to the east; The wan moon then retreats in haste And all in silence waits Phoebus ' face. GERALD ENGLAND, Form I Page Twenty-nine J4appine££ JSeedb 3ollow Qoodneb Mr. Jones, John is back. We might just as well have dinner now. You know John, he ' s quite a man. Mercy, one never knows when a body will have dinner. As usual, Mrs. Peterson had issued her decree followed by numerous comments and exclama : tions. Usually, John found them humorous and sincere in the earnest way in which she made them. Previously Mrs. Peterson always acted as a buoy to his spirits, but to-night things were different. Does she have to blabber on like that? came the subdued answer from Mr. Jones. Such feelings and expressions of impatience as these were quite unusual for Jones. He usu- ally accepted things more calmly, extracting the best, the humour, from everything and enjoying the various experiences of life to a maximum. But to-night things were different. He really couldn ' t understand himself, his attitude towards Mrs. Peterson and his obvious anxiety. Not wishing Mrs. Peterson to be greatly disturbed, as surely she would be if he didn ' t appear for dinner, Jones reluctantly went for his evening meal. Other days the evening meal was a delight- ful experience to Jones after his tedious day ' s work. Formerly the frank sincerity of Mrs. Peterson, who insisted on advancing her sometimes indiscreet opinion about various people, amused him, although he tactfully developed a taciturn attitude when such discussions arose. Then, he realized that in her simple but imprudent manner, she was innocent of deliberate harm. On the other hand, at the evening meals he sometimes received good advice from the master of the house (if he could be so called, as his good wife had no intention of fixing such a title upon him), John Peterson — by name. John, a middle-aged, hard-working farmer, had in his own quiet way helped Jone s along a few rough spots in his profession, in spite of the fact that John himself had never passed eighth grade. From John, Jones realized that wisdom fuses from something more than sheer knowledge. This evening, however, Jones was not in the mood for the man ' s advice, much less for the unintelligent discussion of people as a whole. He disregarded all good habits of health, which he was always so concerned about, by allowing himself to be perturbed throughout the meal. For some time Mrs. Peterson offered a few items of gossip as topics of conversation. She ceased when she noticed that Jones was quite disgusted with the conversation. After a few platitudes suggested by John concerning the weather and wood-cutting the meal was continued in absolute silence. A con- strained atmosphere hung over the room. Jones, having quickly swallowed the last mouthful of tea, excused himself and left the room. Well — whatever has come over him? sighed Mrs. Peterson. ' It must be that those terrible Tillson children are finally upsetting the man ' s nerves. I told you that . . . . Now, Martha, cut in John, sure enough something is troubling him, but we can ' s go jumping to conclusions. But I ' ll bet my bottom plate that I know just what it is. Every one of them young fellows who come here their first year have the same trouble. I ' ll have to talk with the young lad. Maybe I can get him straightened out a bit. Martha eyed him questioningly and was just about to interrogate him when the telephone rang. Conversation ceased and they waited to interpret the code which the bell was sounding. The bell rang five distinct times — three times long, and two times short. That was the Petersons ' ring. To some people unaccustomed to party lines the interpretation of the rings has always been con- fusing, but to the Petersons no great difficulty arose. To Martha they were advantageous. She received much information from them. She excused herself from the condemning looks of her husband resulting from her conduct, by the convincing, if not rational statement: After all, a body can be a help to people only when they know what ' s going on. To John such excuses were debatable. However, he did not concern himself with them, real- izing the utter lack of malice in his wife ' s deportment. Yes, Mr. Jones is in. With this answer Martha went to call Jones, muttering to the effect that she could hardly hear the other party (whose name she had already guessed), due to the unlim- ited amount of people who were listening in desiring to know everybody ' s business. John smiled, but said nothing, realizing the air of contradiction in Martha ' swords. Yes, this is Mr. Jones. Oh, the Christmas tree; your husband might bring it in to-morrow afternoon, if he likes. . . . Yes, Betty has a part in the concert. . . . Now Mrs. Smith, just what- ever you think, really; it doesn ' t matter what she wears as we have costumes prepared. Yes, Mrs. Smith, she would look lovely with a long white dress and a red ribbon in her hair but I hardly think that the costume is appropriate for the part. . . . What was that again, please? Oh yes, you might put her hair in curlers. Your son from the city is coming home. Oh, that ' s fine. Yes, Mrs. Smith, six-thirty will be early enough for her to come. . . . Yes, it will be quite warm in the school. . . . Page Thirty i P-ige Thirty-one Yes, Mrs. Smith, everything is ready. . . . We ' ll try to have good seats for you. Yes . . . Yes, n — oh, yes. . . . Well, Mrs. Smith .... After a long conversation with this anxious mother Jones managed to say good-bye. He heaved a sigh of relief and was about to mutter some uncharitable comment but only sighed again and proceeded to his room. Uh-huh, now I know what ' s troubling the young man. Every mother in the county side is asking him about what their children should wear, what they are going to do in the concert and what not all. It ' s the Christmas concert he ' s huffed up about. He took it quite nicely till now, but being it ' s only a night away every person is throwing these botherations at him. Martha issued this deduction in a tone of finality. She was somewhat proud of the fact that she had solved the problem. Yes, Martha, that ' s where the trouble lies. Just as I was about to tell you when you answered the telephone. Remember that other young man that took over the school before Mr. Jones came. It was the same thing. But things will turn out fine and dandy. There was a knock, and John hastened to answer the door, much to the displeasure of his wife, who insisted on being portress in the Peterson homestead. I am sorry Mr. Jones is terribly busy. It would be better if you called some other time. Peterson was doing his best to save the strained teacher from the merciless slaughter of another merciless mother. But I must see him about Cynthia ' s recitation. I don ' t know just how she should say that part when she talks like a kitten. It ' s cute and I must talk to Mr. Jones. Oh, Cynthia will do just grand with her pretty brown shoes and a yellow bow in her hair. And I am sure that she will do her recitation just right. Peterson managed to satisfy Cynthia ' s mother and she left, though reluctantly. Nevertheless his praise of her daughter ' s ability had pleased her and she consented to forfeiting her talk with the teacher. Whew, came from Peterson as he staggered back from the door. No wonder he ' s done out. He ' s had those women spluttering in his face and shouting in his ears for the past month. I can sure sympathize with the lad. Peterson decided against having a talk with Jones. Instead, he asked his wife to make a cup of hot lemon to which he craftily added a somewhat more stimulating liquid, winking at his wife as she was about to protest. The man needs a good rest. He ' ll sleep like a topper and not know the differetice. I say there ' s a time when these things come in handy, Peterson stated, as he climbed the stairs holding at arm ' s length the steaming potion. Yes, Mr. Peterson, come in, came slowly and somewhat impatiently from within Jones ' s room. I ' ve just brought you a little lemon. I think that you need a good rest. Have it and go to bed right away. Everything will turn out fine. It always has and it always will, said the camou- flage expert. Jones took the lemon and thanked him for it. He was surprised to learn that Peterson had interpreted his anxiety. Slowly and unsuspiciously, he sipped the lemon. When he had finished, he said a few prayers for a successful concert and went to bed. John Peterson smiled when he heard Jones breathing deeply and evenly. He considered that his reputation as a doctor had been established. Next morning, to the Petersons ' satisfaction, Jones looked very rested but by his silence dur- ing breakfast they knew that he was still worried. Just before he left, the words that he had been tempted to blurt out so many times before issued forth sharply. I am telling you people. This is the first and last time I ' ll ever have a Christmas concert. Let the people think as they will. Everyone was on time for school that morning. The first two hours were spent doing the ordinary work of the day. The pupils did not respond to the lessons taught and seemed to have forgotten everything that they had previously learned. With the announcement that programme rehearsal was to begin, the tension lifted and even pupil ' s eyes began to dance and sparkle. Mr. Jones noticed that even big Tom, as everyone called this gangling fifteen-year-old, became interested for a change. Jones thought .... Page thirty-two Yes, Tom was a problem, but quite skilful with his hands. He had, Jones admitted, made a good job of constructing the back-drop for the evening ' s shepherd scene. He remembered the look of delight and thanks that Tom had given him when he had commended him for his excellent work. The rehearsal was as usual. Several pupils forgot lines. Little Nellie was more interested in what evervone else was doing. Peter Crawford began to cry after Billy Taylor whispered Stupid when he forgot what came next. The chorus went flat twice and one section repeated the first verse of Silent Night while the other section was confusing shepherds and holy night. It resem- bled very much a round song. In the scene of the play in which Fred was to pretend to strike Jim, he really connected and Mr. Jones had a tempest on his hands for a few minutes. Little Hyacinth broke the specs that she was supposed to wear in the skit. At the height of these troubles Mr. Jones decided on a break, and took the thirty pupils for a fifteen-minute walk through the fields of fresh snow which had fallen that morning. Lunch fol- lowed, during which the pupils had difficulty remaining in their assigned seats. The schoolmaster continued to restrain himself from abandoning the fort. After lunch the younger pupils were allowed to go home to prepare for the concert. The older ones remained to help finish the decorating. They also fulfilled the pleasant duty of decorat- ing the eighteen-foot cedar which Tom ' s uncle had brought in during the lunch hour. She ' s the biggest around these parts, exclaimed Tom. My uncle and I cut her down yes- terday when I was out of school. She ' s bigger ' n the biggest, came from the exceptionally enthusiastic Moses. Mr. Jones thought for a moment and decided against attempting to i mprove the breached laws of grammar — at least for that day, he argued to himself. The decorating of the tree was a pleasant experience for Jones. As long as he was able to keep the oncoming event from his mind he felt just as happy as the pupils felt. But constantly looming before him was the coming evening. Would all his work prove to be in vain? What would happen if the curtain would fall as it did at practice yesterday? What would happen if the parents heard him prompting? Pupils could forget so easily. A thousand and one disasters appeared before his eyes, and became more and more formidable as the seemingly fatal hour approached. However, Jones had one consolation. He argued that since education was also concerned with developing social attitudes and favourable teacher-pupil relationships, he could commend himself. Indeed the preparation for the concert had achieved this ideal. At least, he thought, this phase of education had not been neglected. Jones did not eat very much supper that evening. When he returned to the school he found many of the pupils already there, even though it was only six-thirty. Their shining faces alleviated his tense mind and nerves. He was pleased to see that Tom had mastered to some extent the long strand of hair which constantly hung over his eyes. To-night it was combed straight back. At times, by force of habit, it fell back into its favoured position. At such times, Tom would hastily retrieve a comb and once more master his stubborn opponent. Billy had polished to a jet black the boots that a few hours earlier had been caked with a cement-like covering of mud and various other sub- stances common to all rural life. The crowd began to file in. Thoughts again began to rush through the teacher ' s mind. Had he obtained enough chairs from the village town hall? The one-roomed school was filled to capacity at least fifteen minutes before the concert was scheduled. In the extreme front seats parents were anxiously, but proudly, awaiting the debuts of their own — their very own. Mothers were holding small babies in their arms, confused and noisy babies. Pre-school-aged children wondered when it was going to start. The graduates of former years occupied the seats in the rear following the con- vention of teen-agers , who for some unknown reason developed the attitude that front seats must be avoided. The ever increasing bedlam began to cease and only the babies continued their appeals when Mr. Jones appeared before the audience. The greetings after such confusion frightened him. He had been worrying about his pupils, not considering that he himself might be at a loss as to what to say. The crowd breathlessly awaited his comments. For what seemed an eternity Jones tried des- perately ot collect his scattered thoughts. Finally he managed a few words of welcome and a hope that the evening ' s entertainment would be enjoyable. With that he announced the first chorus of the evening. When he turned to leave he was surprised to hear the great ovation that followed his jargon. Any master of music would have severely criticised the chorus which followed. Jones walked back and forth behind the back-drop that Tom had constructed. He thought again. What would the people think? Would Sadie continue to wonder what everyone else was doing instead of focusing Page Thirty-three her attention on the chorus? Would Bill insist upon drowning everyone else out with his basso prof undo, which insisted on holding some unique note? The chorus ended and again the loud ovation resounded along with whistles and screams from the rear. When Jones went to announce the skit which was to be acted by the grade one class, he was surprised but very happy to see the pleased look on the faces of the people. Yes, he was surprised and grateful. Errors continued throughout the evening. Ronald overacted his part and broke the chair which he fell into — much to the delight of the audience. Peter ' s straw hat continued to fall into his eyes, making it difficult for him to tell just where he was going. This resulted in his upsetting the table and the entire contents of what was supposed to be an evening meal. Although the script did not call for such conduct, Jones decided to rewrite the play at some future date. The song, All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth, was done very well due to the fact that the young- sters who sang it were utterly lacking their upper incisors. The climax came when Santa Claus arrived dressed in his red, white and black costume. Some of the children shouted in utter excitement, others cried and still others remained silent, utterly confused. Santa gave out little bags of candy which had been kindly arranged for by the school board. The gifts for which children had selected names were presented along with other gifts which children and friends chose to give. To Mr. Jones ' s utter amazement Santa bellowed his name many times and offered him gifts from many sources. He was glad that he himself had bought little gifts for each of his pupils. He admitted that the village barber made an excellent Santa Claus and was thankful to John Peterson for suggesting him as a potential candidate for the job. He was most pleased with the smiles that crossed the faces of the new Dutch family when tbey were presented with a fifte en-pound turkey so generously donated by members of the community. Oh daddy, we are going to have turkey for Christmas, one of the younger children said as he saw his mother nervously holding the bird. Tears came to the mother ' s eyes at this time. Husky farmers needlessly cleared their throats to avoid falling into a supposedly feminine embarrassment. Even the younger people of the community who had insisted on screaming and whistling all evening became quiet. It was not difficult for Jones to find words to say thanks at the close of the evening. He could and did wholeheartedly thank them for convng. He thanked them for their obvious appreci- ation of the entertainment. He upheld them as true followers of the Christian spirit of Christmas because of their kindness towards others which was so remarkably exhibited that evening. There was no difficulty or lack of sincerity when he wished them a blessed Christmas and the best of the New Year. He knew that these simple, sincere folk deserved every word that he spoke in their favour. When he left the stage, he knew that he had renewed their friendship. After Jones had returned to his boarding place that night he was very, very tired, but happy. His mind was at perfect peace. He looked at the table piled with gifts and slowly began to unwrap them. There were ties, scarves, finger-nail files — large and small gifts, all given with the same love and good spirit. The last gift that he opened was a pair of heavy woollen stockings generously donated by the Dutch people who had received the turkey at the concert. He noticed that some of the gifts were not wrapped in the customary Christmas wrapping paper and knew that these people were giving to their utmost means. How are you now, Mr. Jones? questioned Martha Peterson as she passed his room. ' Oh very, very happy, Mrs. Peterson, thank you. He hoped Mrs. Peterson hadn ' t noticed that he was crying. By DON BEDARD, Form I. George Gall spent his first continuous week in a grade III class. The following week the pupils wrote compositions on Mr. Gall. One child wrote: I like Mr. Gall because he is handsome and talent. He writes left hand and he is about as tall as five feet six. He has a round head and black hair. Last time I saw him he was wearing a blue suit and black shoes and a white shirt. Fern Braithwaite: What kind of plant is in that window? Billie: A rubber plant. Mary: That ' s where my daddy works. • ■ ♦ - ♦ Part of a multiple choice question: French- Canadians have large families. Page Thirtr-foiir T)lte (Romance of T)wo Stivers Two great rivers, each the very blood of life coiling within its curved banks, wind their way through the hearts of their great cities. London! Paris! Yet, how different is the atmosphere of these two once rival arteries, how different the temperament! The River Seine awakens joyously in the Plateau de Iangres, and eagerly splashes its way to the City of Dreams, whither its waters bring a spirit of renewed life, and seem to change into sparkling champagne, captivating and intoxicating like no other river on earth. On reaching the Isle du Cite, the pulse quickens and the senses of the passerby are bewitched at the glorious sight of the Gothic Cathedral — Notre Dame de Paris. The sun gleams upon the beautiful twelfth century windows, radiating vivid colours — rich wine red, royal purple, greens and blues in innumerable shades, and the golden-tinted yellow seeming as though the very sun itself had nestled into these majestic stained glass windows. How truly these hues portry the sentiments of this enchanting city! Then one becomes aware of the excited rustle of eaves and trees, the delicate green blending har- moniously with the bright blue heavvenly canopy. The sky is flecked with fluffy white clouds, enfolding tears of emotion that are liable to disintegrate in a quickened flood at any moment. On the banks of the Seine, carefree children plunge their virile bodies into the wine of their forefathers, and by the Pont de la Concorde, romance is in full blossom between an alluring French demoiselle and her Parisian beau. The tinkling, animated laughter may at its highest peak of heavenly paradise knock too temptingly against a cloud of tears. The shadow of the Obelisque defiantly throws itself between the lovers, and the spirit of Paris is for each, a dagger thrust into the very core of happiness. The River Thames, however, is aware of the falsehood of extremes. How unassumingly she ripples from her birthplace in the grey-green Cotswold Hills in Eastern England! Do the English people miss the sheer ecstasy of a divine existence ? Possibly they do, but only that they may the more appreciate the serene beauty of this, sceptred isle set in a silver sea, which seems far, so very far away from the clamour of the Continent. For England has in part created her sombre hues, even as London itself is often clouded in shades of grey. It is perhaps, before the Thames reaches the summoning chimes of Big Ben, that life is more exhilarating. For while these noble chimes are summoning the Londoner to arise, and leave his dreams of fancy to the night, so at Kew Gardens, the cuckoo summons the early warblers to tune themselves for the day ' s opening chorus. Here at Kew, the pastel shades of daffodils and lilac open out their fragile forms at the gradual warming of the silvery sun upon their delicate foliage. The river, too, assumes a bolder shade of blue, as re- flected from the sky, the tender sky, which for fleeting moments sheds its dismal winter grey. Two English lovers, wandering through these, their Gardens of Paradise, find the warmth of their hearts emanating in wonder and admiration at the ethereal beauty of the weeping willows, the soft velvet green grass, the lavender, rose, and primrose yellow tints of flowers. And on the river, a procession of pure white swans float by in all their majesty to London town. Here the Thames begins to slacken its pace. Slowly, steadily it passes by London ' s stately buildings, buildings endowed through the years with historical significance; passes slowly, as if paying secret homage to their gal- lant past. On flows the river, on, on to the docks of London where the ships, clothed in a more dismal hue, uphold the traditional dignity of the swans, as they bathe in the busy waters. Here, part overlooking the Tower of London, Lond Bridge in friendly gesture, opens out her mighty arms of steel into the greyish heavens, to allow the bigger ships of many nations to pass beneath. And so these two great rivers, in which the character of each nation is reflected, pursue their courses until the end of time; the Seine, bubbling with hte spirit of love and gaiety, and the Thames, reflecting England ' s history down into her profound, hought-provoking depths. Each real- izes its wondrous greatness, a greatness born of wisdom. And through the understanding that each is dependent upon the other, they marry harmoniously in the mighty waters of the ocean. MARGOT HILL, Form IV COUNTRY LADS In from the country to the city came Two bright young lads, we ' ll give no name. One from the south and one from the west, Both determined to do their best. All week, over to Normal they go To learn to teach and cook and sew; On week-ends back to the farm they go. Now these two boys were lucky to find A very nice home where the lad) was kind, For the junk in their rooms she did not mind — Papers and boxes, books and dolls Covered the floor and all four walls. The city life to these two boys Had its ups and downs and joys. On the whole, I ' m sure they ' d say They both enjoyed their city stay. — By an Onlooker Page Thirty-five Executive M en ' cAtkletic Back Row — James Wright, Form Rep.; James Elliott, Form Rep.; John Louchs, Form Rep.. Front Row — John Francom, Form Rep.; Gerald England, President; David Jenkins, Sec.-Treas.; Carman Cornish. Vice-President. Staff Counsellor: Mr. C. P. O ' Neill. ten c4thletic£ SOCCER The Men ' s Athletic Association began their sports programme with a successful but brief soccer season. Its success was due to the fine effort and teamwork shown by the seventeen men who composed the team. Its brevity was due to the lack of co-operation shown by the weatherman on available playing dates. In early October, having had only two practices, the Normal School team took the field against a squad from Central Collegiate. Although our lack of practice was clearly visible, our opponents seemed to be similarly handicapped and at the end of sixty minutes of plav we emerged with a 2-0 victory. The following week the Central team again arrived at our grounds determined to break the jinx of Normal victories that has hung over them for the past few years. Their determination was quite evident and throughout the contest the issue was always in doubt. Luck was still with us, however, and we triumphed by a 2-1 score. At this point the afore-mentioned weatherman intervened and it was early November when we played our final game against Beal Technical School. This, too, was a hard fought struggle. Luck changed sides this game and when the final whistle was blown we of the crimson and gold found ourselves on the short end of a 1-0 score. A vote of thanks is due to our coach, Mr. MacLeod, who despite a serious illness during the fall season, found time to coach and advise the team. The team members were: J. Louicks (goal), J. MacLean and J. Tisdale (full backs), T. Kinnin, G. England, D. Blackmore (half backs), R. Fields (captain), H. Willison, E. Stewart, D. Irwin and C. Cornish (forwards), while D. Jenkins, P. Caddick, J. Wright, J. Francom and G. Gall were substitutes. To those who follow in ' 49- 50 we can only wish more victories and better weather. Page Thirty- six BASKETBALL One of the finest teams in the history of London Normal School represented our school on the basketball floor this season. Composed of ten eager athletes, the team was coached by Mr. C. P. O ' Neill. Starting out at a fast pace, the boys rolled to six straight victories over local high school oppo- sition before dropping an exciting 36-34 decision to Beck Collegiate. This defeat did little to dim the spirits of the team, however, for only once again during the campaign did they fail to claim victory. The team had a season ' s record of twelve wins and two defeats. Most significant of the victories were those over rival Normal schools. Hamilton lost twice to the London squad. Toronto offered much more difficulty. Our boys, however, were up to the occasion and although they were forced to play three quorters of the game with only five men they triumphed by a 25-21 score. The boys who worked so hard in establishing this fine record were: Jim Tisdale (captain), Ted Kinnin, Gerald England, Don Irwin, John Loucks, Ed. Stewart, George Gall of Windsor, Jim MacLean of Midland, John Gregg of Forest, and Carmen Cornish of Mossley. From these boys to Mr. O ' Neill goes a vote of thanks for devoting so much time and energy in helping them. SOFTBALL With winter gone and spring blowing across the school grounds, softballs and bats are again appearing as a sign of the coming Softball season. If the results of our other sports endeavours are anv indication, we are in for a fine time. With thirty potential Babe Ruths fuily interested, we are hopeful of capturing the laurels when we encounter Toronto, Hamilton, and Stratford Normal Schools at the O.A.C. in Guelph on May 18. Perhaps by the time vou read this article our hopes will have turned to reality. EDWARD STEWART, Form IV A Complete Line of ARTISTS ' MATERIALS and SCHOOL SUPPLIES Artists ' Supply Co. Ltd. 40-42 Lombard Street TORONTO, Ontario 190 Dundas St. 631 Dundas St. LONDON and 393 Talbot St., ST. THOMAS Page Thirty-seven Z)ke jlxuit ol J4er jCaboutd It was Christmas Eve. Old Miss McKay sat rocking beside the fading embers of her fire, dreaming and rocking, for she was a lonely creature, eighty years of age. Because she was the youngest of a family, all the others to her were but spirits, peopling her vivid memory as she dozed and rocked. To the elderly lady ' s eyes came sparkling visions overflowing with the music of chil- dren ' s laughter around Christmas trees. It was the laughter from her own glorious childhood, and that of her nephews and nieces — now grandparents. Added to this was the echoing laughter from almost half a century of other people ' s children, for Miss McKay was a teacher. Only yesterday it seemed she stood in the schoolroom before an ocean of youthful faces, eager or bored. Yet, they were seldom the latter, for Miss McKay ' s imaginative and ingenious mind made almost every lesson vibrant and colourful. A stau nch believer in the moral truths of life, Miss McKay emulated her stolid Convenanter ancestors in preaching and practicing these magnificent truths. Yet, in spite of her incessant efforts to mould lives in this fashion, on the surface the old lady ' s efforts often appeared fruitless. Children are careless of the deeper things in life, and even ten years after her retirement, Miss McKas sometimes questioned the value of her efforts. Suddenly, a knockcame to her door. Dear me, thought Miss McKay, who can that be? It isn ' t Mrs. Brown, she was returning home for Christmas. ' She opened the door. Four strangers, three men and a woman, awaited without. Miss McKay? the tallest, a man of forty, thickset, with hair entirely grizzled, inquired. Yes, responded the elderly lady, mystified. What would you like? I know you do not remember us, the stranger rejoined, but we are former pupils of yours. We heard you were alone so we came to wish you a Merry Christmas. Since you are not acquainted with me, I will introduce myself. I am Tom Jones. Instantly before Miss McKay ' s eyes flashed a vision of a mischievous, freckle-faced country lad in grade 7 of the Mill Road School. Yes, he said, I toiled faithfully on the home place after Father died. I now have a farm, a loving wife and contented family, and I cannot even grumble about the neighbours. This I attribute to you. You instilled in us a pride in our work. You said that a well-dug ditch is a worthier accomplishment than a poorly constructed skyscraper. You taught us to deal kindly and honestly with our fellows. I found that your ideals were applicable. Yes, continued the second, I was one of the dullest boys in the class. You saw that I had wonderous skill in my hands. I am now a a well-paid factory worker. Because you urged me to use these hands deftly and honestly I am considered a most dependable employee. This is my wife. You remember her, Mary Smith, whose father owned the Smith and Leeson ■ furniture facton . People said our marriage would crumble because our pasts were opposite. But when we recalled your words on harmonious living, our quarrels, a bitterly as they were fought, ceased. The remaining member of the quartet now spoke. I am certain that you will recollect me. I am Jim Lawson. I came to you a forlorn, neglected lad, the most crime-steeped child you could imagine. Paroled from a reform school, the son of a hardened criminal, I had a miserable past that no one envied. Thanks to your loving guidance the stain on my character and reputation was obliterated. Because of your inspiring words and deeds I am now the pastor of a great congregation who hear weekly your sermons from my lips. Miss McKay gazed at this tiny group, heart and eyes overflowing. How could she have underestimated her influence? In a dozen cities, towns, and throughout the countryside, scores of her pupils lhed nobly. This Christmas was her harvest and these were the fruit of her labours. JANE LAUGHTON, Form II. Page Thirty-eight APPLE POLISHERS No praise to those who pass their time Throwing the teachers a terrible line, No praise to those who make a show B hanging around when the others go. Thev like to talk, to create an impression, Their merits they ' ll praise without a depression; Just ask them their virtues, they ' ll tell you a score, And if you believe them, they ' ll add a few more; In offering service, they ' re always right there, They ' ll clean off the blackboards, they ' ll pull out your chair; They ' re always the volunteer, always the aid, It ' s a pin their polishing sometimes is paid. They ' ll not argue with master, they haven ' t the nerve. For them the) would say that a straight line ' s a curve. In teaching a lesson, they try hard enough To fake intense interest in terrible stuff. If they think they will benefit for something they lack, They ' re eager and read) to put on an act. Give them the doubtfuls, give them the fairs, Give them the justice that truly is theirs. Don ' t swallow their stories, forget all their tales And make them the Johnnies who write and then fail. — Ted Kinnin, Form II University of Toronto UNIVERSITY EXTENSION The Pass Course for Teachers (leading to the B.A. degree) has been arranged especially to meet the requirements of teachers. Instruction is provided in the Summer Session and also in Teachers ' Classes held in the evenings and on Saturdays. Lectures and laboratory classes are offered in the Summer Session for 1949 in these subjects: FIRST YEAR — Economics, English, French, History, Psychology, Sociology. SECOND YEAR — English, French, Geography, Mathematics, Philosophy, Psychology. THIRD YEAR — Art and Archaeology A, English, History, Psychology. ANY YEAR — Astronomy, Botany. For detailed information write or telephone the Director, University Extension, University of Toronto, Toronto 5, Ontario, MI. 6611, locals 20-21 Page Thirty-nine amour The following programme is sponsored by the Bedard Project Company of Chatham, sup- plying you with last-minute materials for number boxes, graph books, flash cards and health assignments. We are going to interview a graduate of the London Normal School. MissMelvin, how did you feel about going to Normal? Miss Melvin: When I came to Normal School My friends called me a fool. But, ha ! I said, it ' s easy, I ' ll get by just as breezy As in high school. I ' m good in Latin, and French, and Lit. There isn ' t a classic of which I don ' t know a bit. My mind ' s made up, that ' s the school for me; Why, I expect it to be a real party. How do you feel about it now, having spent your year here? Miss Melvin: This has been quite a year But a loss for me, I sadly fear. When I arrived my pockets were bulging, But after spending thousands indulging In buying books and other things, A little bell in my head suddenly rings. ■ 1 H } Vit Ml V tu tx i V loses TRANSFORMATION Miss McGinty of the back concession Never heard the term progression; Forty years in the same old school Hammering out each law and rule, And when at last she did retire, She bought a cottage with open fire. The board then wrote an ad. so formal That the) got a student just out of Normal. Love that teacher, she ' s no preacher, School is like a double feature. She made a bonfire, threw in the drapes While the school board stands and gapes. Follows the time table to the letter. Now the kids are learning better, Arrives there early to open the door, Not out of school at the crack of four — But, the way that she is heading, In July there ' ll be a wedding. Though this may sound too good to be true. Really, it could happen to you. — Eileen Larke, Form II Page Forty Executive Student Parliament Back Row — George Gall, Form Rep.; Marjorie Livesey, Form Rep.; Eleanot Tomuick, Form Rep.; Wilma Allen, Form Rep. Front Row — lean Cat toll, Treasurer; James Tisdal;, Vice-President; Donald Blackmore, President; Robert Field, Secretary. Staff Counsellor: Mr. Biehl. MacKellar - Dixon Photographs are the only gift we can give our friends that thev cannot buv for themselves. 214 DUNDAS ST., LONDON METCALF 444 Same Entrance as LONDON V HOUSE Page Forty-one CALLING NORMAL STUDENTS (?) Marg. Ratz: You have named all the domes- tic animals but one. No, what has bristly hair, a funny nose and likes to play in the mud? Pupil: Please teacher, do you mean me? H 5 Eileen Larke: Over what do we hear both local and world news? Pupil: The telephone. WHY NORMAL STUDENTS GRAY! Question: What did the landlady say when the boarding-house was hit by a tornado? Answer: Roomers are flying. $ $ $ Teacher: The coast of Mexico is flat. What do we find in the interior of this country? Pupil: Mexicans. $ $ ■ • • $ How is coal brought up from a mine? queried Doris Olde. In an alligator, replied the pupil. Use the word must in a sentence. My mother put must and plaster on me last night. But I didn ' t know these lesson plans were to be printed. Ignorance of the law is no lullaby. Marshall ' s Coffee Shop WORTLEY ROAD Hamburgers Hot Dogs Sandwiches Light Lunches CATERERS TO THE NORMALITES Best Wishes, Class 48 - 49 By Anne Morgan Compliments of The HAY STATIONERY CO. Limited SCHOOL SUPPLIES 331 Richmond Street LONDON, ONT. Complete Office Outfitters Page Forty-tun Executive -Mafic, Jbrama Left to right — Sheila Hill, Dorothy Hanes, Joyce Lavery, Eleanor Thompson, David Jenkins, Alice Jubenville. Staff Counsellors: Miss R. Mcllroy and Mr. G. H. Dobrindt. During Education Week, the Glee Club under the direction of Miss Mcllroy, sang at the evening service at Knox United Church. During the service the Glee Club as a whole sang several beautiful selections, including Dear Land of Home from Finlandia. A smaller group known as The Girls ' Ensemble gave an interesting interpretation of Little Lamb as arranged by Mr. Fenwick. Another highlight in the school ' s musical year was Mr. Roy Fenwick ' s visit to our assembly. He gave us a very interesting and informative talk on school music. The school entertained him with some four-part harmony songs under Miss Mcllroy ' s direction. Mr. Fenwick then reciprocated by conducting The Girls ' Ensemble in their singing of Little Lamb. SHEILA HILL, Form II Jbramatlc Club The Dramatic Club, under the direction of Mr. G. H. Dobrindt, held its first regular meetings on Friday afternoons. At the opening we elected Dave Jenkins as president and Alice Jubenville as secretary-treasurer. At our first two meetings charades provided a warming-up activity which everyone thoroughly enjoyed. The autumn term was taken up with preparations for the Christmas party. Members of the Dramatic Club wrote the script for the concert. After Christmas we began play reading in preparation for our spring production. We hope to present a programme of two one-act plays, Nellie McNab and The Monkey ' s Paw. JOAN SIMPSON, Form IV Page Forty-three Peter Puffl Mr. Dobrindt told Peter Puff To the Normalites one day. He expounded with expression In his own vivacious way. The students sat quite spellbound And their laughter tried to muff, For they were all enraptured At the trials of Peter Puff. The narration ended all too soon And silence held its sway, But when the master spoke again, Behold ! a reckoning day. He asked that Peter ' s story Be enacted that same day, And called upon the talented The major roles to play. The talent scout was on the beam . He picked the winners sure enough, Till the only dangling question was Who would be Peter Puff? Retribution played her hand, She called one student ' s bluff, For one who laughed at Peter Must play the part of Puff. With a mounting, soaring temperature And a fear entirely new, That student strode with might and main To find the missing clue. The poor sun tried to cast a light To brighten up her way; The wind winked shyly at the snow To tell her what to say. The floodlights blinked, the curtains shook, But all to no avail; The actress didn ' t know her script And thereby hanks the tale. The moral of this story is — That those who laugh and hoot Might find themselves completely lost In the other fellow ' s boot. McMaster University Summer School 1949 - JULY 4 — AUGUST 12 - 1949 For a healthy and profitable vacation in beautiful surroundings. STUDY FOR The Teacher ' s Permanent First Class Certificate The Regular B.A. degree The Vocational Guidance Diploma Special short courses in Dramatics and in Crafts. ENJOY the concerts, picnics, sports, excursions, and the Open-Air Performance of MIDSUMMER NIGHTS DREAM by the Earle Grey Players. Residences for Men and Women at reasonable rates. Write immediately for the illustrated Summer School Calendar, containing details of all the above offerings, and take advantage of the opportunity to commence your studies by registering early. Address all enquiries to: Dr. C. H. Stearn, Director (Phone: 3-7104), McMaster University. Hamilton. Ontario, Canada. WORK AND PLAY AT McMASTER SUMMER SCHOOL Page Forty-join Executive Women £ c4thletic Back Row- Helen Dawdy, Form Rep.; Mary Tummonds, Form Rep.; Shirlev May, Form Rep. Front Row — Victoria Lavis, Form Rep.; Mae Laakso, Secretary-Treasurer; Audrey Palmer, President; Wilma Allen, Vice-President. Staff Counsellor: Miss W. R. Prendergast. Women i cAtkletici The executive of the Women ' s Athletic Association was nominated by the women of the school early in September. The following were elected: President, Audrey Palmer; Vice-President, Wilma Allen; Secretary-Treasurer, Mae Laakso. INTERFORM VOLLEYBALL The year ' s athletic activities started with interform volleyball. Form II won the championship against Form IV in a sudden death battle by the total score of 34-24. Mem- bers of the winning team were: Victoria Lavis, Dorothy Hanes, Mae Laakso, Joan Jackson, Winnifred Frith, Don Irwin, George Gall, Ted Kinnin and Dave Jenkins. SWIM CLUB The Swim Club brought many of the students to the Y. M. C. A. pool every second Thursday night from 10 to 11. The club was divided into three groups — non-swimmers, swimmers, and the ornamental group. Instructors for the respective classes were Jim MacLean, Don Irwin and Dorothy Hanes. During the winter months swimming was stopped, but with the spring it is to be hoped that the Swim Club will continue its activities. BASKETBALL The London Normal School had great pride in its girls ' basketball team coached by Jack Gregg. Although the team won but two games and tied one out of the twelve games played, the girls entered into the true spirit of the game. The girls spent Monday after- noons practising. They played against many London high schools and against Hamilton ' s Normal School team. The members of the team were: Barbara Biddlecomb, Ruth Cope- man, Marjorie Dorrepaal, Pat Gowlet, Margaret Doran, Eleanor Hutchinson, Betty Lamb, Mae Laakso, Joan Moore, Eleanor Neill, Audrey Palmer, Carol Peterson, Marguerite Pick- ard (captain), and Jean Randall. Piige Forty-five SCHOOL VOLLEYBALL TEAM When London visited Hamilton, and again when Hamilton came here, our school volleyball team was defeated. However, the team improved considerably and should be congratulated on its showing. The following were on the team: Betty Rogula (captain), Wilma Allen, Winnifred Frith, Joan Jackson, Dorothy Hanes, Vera Sedlar, Donald Bedard, Fred Staffen, Kenneth Regan, Harland Willison, John Graham, Phil Yeoman. The team practised during the noon hour on Monday and Tuesday of each week under the coaching of Don Irwin. cAlumnae bance With a record-breaking crowd in attendance, the London Normal School Alumni Association held its annual dance The Melody March on April 1. The ballroom of the Hotel London was decorated in an Easter theme of large vari-coloured rabbits. Another novel feature of the dance was the favours. A miniature box of chocolates was presented to each lady, while her escort received a match folder reading, London Normal School Alumnae Dance. The many guests gathered in the lounge, where avid bridge players were bidding enthusiastically. At the dance Mr. and Mrs. F. C. Biehl were introduced to members of the alumni who came from Windsor, Chatham, Sarnia, Woodstock, Glencoe, Leamington and sur- rounding rural areas. The ballroom, filled with gaily chattering people, echoed the thought that this had been a very successful dance. CAROL PETERSON, Form III THE UNIVERSITY OF WESTERN ONTARIO SUMMER SCHOOL July 4th to August 13th, 1949 1. Courses for the Permanent First Class Certificate and for the General B. A. Degree. 2. Subjects for the B.A. Course for Teachers of Elementary Schools for which credit will be allowed for many of the special summer courses offered by the Department of Education. 3. Special courses in ART, MUSIC, PHYSICAL EDUCATION, RELIGION and THEATRE ARTS. EXTENSION CLASSES From October to April Regular classes in University subjects are maintained in numerous centres throughout Central and Western Ontario. These meet in the evenings or on Saturdays to serve the needs of teachers, enabling them to obtain Permanent First Class Certificates or to proceed to degrees while continuing to earn. Write to the Extension Department in September for a list of centres and courses. CORRESPONDENCE DIVISION From September to April This offers an excellent opportunity to those persons remote from the University or Extension Department Centres, to acquire standing in certain subjects. These subjects count toward the Permanent First Class Certificate or degrees. The material has been specially organized for correspondence purposes and the subjects offered are English, Economics, His- tory, French, Latin, German, and Philosophy. For further information write to The Director of Summer School and Extension Department Page Forty-six Aafitmtpttfln (Cnllnir of The University of Western Ontario Windsor, Ontario Congratulations to the class of ! 49. For information regarding day or evening classes consult the Registrar. NASH DIAMONDS Perpetuate Pride of Ownership NASH on the box means it ' s flawless, all paid for — hers for keeps. We sell Diamonds only for cash of course — for less. John A. Nash Son Registered Jeweller American Canadian Gem Society World ' s highest rating for Jewellers. the comet Always a Pleasure To Serve You tirivcrosr '  fef Chemists 193 Wortley Rd. SIX DEPENDABLE DRUG STORES ' ♦ . ♦ For Shoes You Will Love to Wear •FOOTWEAR AT ITS BEST ' 2 London Stores: 203-203 Dundas, and 662 Dundas Canada ' s Finest Shoe Service Page For ' y-seven Executive jfyterary, Society, Front Row — Edward Kinnin, Treasurer; Margot Hill, Secretary; Kenneth, Reagan, President; Ruth Copeman, Vice- President. Back Row — Nancy McDougall, Form Rep.; Margaret Hodgson, Form Rep.; Katherine Stenton, Form Rep.; Norma Bright, Form Rep. Staff Counsellor: Mr. C. R. MacLeod. Jfyterary, Report This year we have set a new pattern for our Literary meetings. In order to present programmes of a high calibre or to give them more finesse, it was decided to present a monthly series rather than a weekly one. Form I, under the supervision of Mr. Dobrindt and Mr. Roberts, put on the initial programme of the year. It was entitled The Gay Nineties. The costumes, music and dances blended to form an enjoyable scene. We were reminded, however, that these programmes were to be educational as well as entertaining. This was shown at its best when Form II presented Our British Common- wealth — Freedom and Justice for All. Thanks are certainly due to Mr. MacLeod, Mr. Walker and the members of the form for the way in which they co-operated. Let us not take time to recount the details, for no one will forget the story, or the methods used in the telling, but let us listen to some comments — Miss Moisley: Technically it was wonderful. I don ' t know how they did it! Mr. Biehl: We have been shown how we can correlate every topic and to its best advantage. We have only seen half of this series, and we are eagerly looking forward to the new contributions. HELEN SMITH, Form IV Page Forty-eight ..l  Ca,„ t Co or Mot Vo £e ox Jj Jt lint . . The tortures of the monumental day actually began a week before. None of us will ever forget those little white slips indicating possible disaster. The three fellow sufferers gallantly faced their first critic teacher and hoped for a topic at least slightly familiar. When our fates were known faint sighs of relief or quiet groans were the only sounds heard. Immediately a frantic dash for reference books began. No military objective was ever stormed with more vigour than was the Normal School Library. Variety was the spice of assignments: teaching the letter b ; the word green ; the bare predicate; Horatio at the Bridge — on and on according to the woes of one hundred and sixty- four students. The rush for knowledge was chaotic. Those who were visiting rural schools for the first time in their lives stared in amazed wonder at the proceedings as they fought a deadly barrage of pesty flies. They wondered why a fool-proof insecticide had never been invented. In addition they tried to comprehend how eight grades could be taught by one teacher in one room. Needless to say they soon found out. As the fatal day loomed closer tempers were frayed, nerves shattered and heart dis- ease steadily increasing. Sympathy and consolation were offered to the unenvied eight who drew high school as their first venture. Reports after high school observations stated the students at Beck Collegiate were the biggest ever seen! On to specific cases: We see Mr. Tisdale confidentially strutting to the front of the room only to be disconcerted to hear a child call, Hi, Jim! Mr. LeCouteur, henceforth a Kindergarten expert, confronted with the problem of a child who insisted on crying at the sight of her first non-female teacher. Miss Ronson had difficulty in persuading one budding linguist in grade II an alphabet was not an elephant. Then there was the case of Mr. Jenkins. Confusion reigned in his class as the children were convinced that he must be the owner of Jenkins ' Feed Store. Miss Biddlecomb ' s first lesson was disrupted by the appearance cf a mouse calmly parading around the room. Miss Rogula ' s difficulties became serious as her enthusiastic pupils began to eat the concrete material (acorns and chestnuts) and to play marbles with them. Miss Mitchell also discovered that concrete material in the form of weeds and insects does not always remain concrete. On reaching her practice school she found the insects dead and the weeds dying quickly. An ailing hectograph resulted in Miss Laakso staying up half the night writing out forty copies of the Vagabond Song by Bliss Carman. The sad case of the young novices who built up their resistance for a week and on arrival learned a school holiday had been declared, must never be forgotten. All that worry but in vain! Will you ever forget your first lesson? GRACE McPHERSON, Form III Page Forty-nine Jn [To be read ten years after leaving L. N. 5.) When WE went to Normal Educational talk was formal. Our masters were very fine, Each one handed us his line. To show you this is true I shall write down a few: Schools should not have slides and swings. May I have your attention for just a minute? Read this poem and find what ' s in it. Have the child discuss his art But never pull it all apart. Don ' t discourage the child Though his colouring may be wild. Tell the class to stop that noise! They should be making their stuffed toys. Did you find the book you need? Have you looked in the encyclopeed? Sing it reverently but loudly, Stretch those backs — now sing proudly. Reds and yellows on the floor, One of the greens keep the score. Will you excuse this student, please? In my office is a board of trustees. Although I ' ve poked a lot of fun I ' ve almost just begun, But really I won ' t say more, Someone else may have the floor. When you think back on forty-nine Remember the staff was mighty fine, And the kids had hearts of gold. So, please gang, don ' t die, grow old. SUZANNE STACEY, Form IV EILEEN LARKE, Form II Vicky Lavis (grade I lesson in health): Little girls and boys should try to help Mother as much as possible. What do you do when you can ' t find your socks in the morning? — Teddv Kinnin? I put on a pair of Stewart ' s. Page Fiji) Mar) Mclntyre: Why aren ' t you doing these questions on unemployment insurance? Big Jim: Oh, I didn ' t know you cared! Ann Furlong: What do you see in the gar- den? Flannigan ' s Frankie: Garbage. Prize Art Contest — by Margot Hill SCHOOL ROOM BOOKS SUPPLIES A fullline of TEXTS and READERS EQUIPMENT and STATIONERY SULMAN ' S 31 SIXTH ST. CHATHAM, ONT. Compliments of Warwick ' s Hybrid Seed Company Introducing Canada ' s new Agricultural Industry HYBRID SEED CORN Warwick Seed Company v I Prize Art Contest — by S. Connie Snyder Piige F ffy-one Welcome 73o Z)ke ClaJJ o ' 49 On Saturday, September 24, the students were officially welcomed by the various dignitaries of the city of London. Mr. Biehl, our Normal School principal, presided. Alderman N. A. Bradford, representing the mayor of London, extended the greetings of the city. Mr. A. B. Lucas, assistant superintendent of the London schools, speaking on behalf of the Board of Education, welcomed the students to the schools of London. Reverend H. Perkins, president of the London City Council of Churches, and Reverend Father W. Smith, representing the Roman Catholic Bishop of London, extended an invi- tation to the churches. Two former principals of the London Normal School, Dr. C. E. Mark, who retired in 1948, and Dr. John Dearness also spoke briefly. Following the addresses, the students and guests gathered in the library, where refreshments were served by the teaching staff. Mrs. Mark and Mrs. Biehl poured tea. This informal tea enabled the students to become better acquainted with one another and with the members of the teaching staff. CONNIE SNYDER, Form IV CLARA BROWN, Form I Play, Jbay Group pink No. 1 still scrambled to make up the given word, while their opponents proudly displayed the winning cards. Everyone enjoyed themselves on Play Day, September 17. It was a perfect end for our opening week at Normal School. There was a gay informality which helped to make new friends. Twelve teams each played six different games in turn — dodge ball, spelling game, number game, drop-and-catch the handkerchief, and a relay race. Excellent organization kept things moving. The eats are always a good climax to a day of fun. Women traditionally serve the food; however, just for variety, the men served the ladies with cokes and ice cream. Our athletic coach organized the games and the Dean of women captained the men during the distribution of food MARJORIE DORREPAAL, Form I JOAN MITCHELL, Form III Ombra Copeland: What rapids at Montreal An enterprising young man striving for a Champlain great hardships? superior, was putting his best efforts into a les- Brilliant Pupil: Jack Rapids. son on rabbits. Ken Wilson: What do rabbits have to put Who was Homer? up with ' He was the fellow Babe Ruth made famous. Pupil: Little rabbits. Page Fifty-two TOM MUNRO YOl DEA : : TROPHY - CRAFT LIMITED ASS PINS CRESTS MEDALS TROPHIES PRIZE RIBBONS i MUSIC LOVERS QUEEN S UNIVERSITY ♦ II i ' ( .u i on CHAPMAN HEWITT S? . ' S W «f5 ., j, %j ■ c University work. ■iM Wellington Street London Commerce up to 4 course yearly. It is Metcalf 4690 to complete three years of an Honours