Lowe High School - Towers Yearbook (Windsor, Ontario Canada)

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28 The Windsor-Walkerville Technical School Year Book EXCHANGES No school magazine is complete without its Exchange Department, and this is especially true of a young publication like ours. Not only does it give inexperienced Editors the benefit of adequate and kindly criticism, but it develops a spirit of friendly intercourse among widely separated schools, and in no way can friendships be more firmly cemented than by the interchange of new ideas. “The Tech Annual,” Vancouver Technical School. An excellent magazine which gives us many typical bits of local colour, fascinating to Eastern eyes. Your “Thunder Bird” cover was unique and artistic. “The Tek”—Hamilton Technical Institute. You have fine material, well- arranged. We enjoyed it all (es¬ pecially the cartoons) so much that we are looking forward to your next number. “The Grumbler”—A live maga¬ zine, but we would like to see a table of contents added. “The Times”—Kingtson Collegiate Institute. An interesting paper which shows much good work. We think that more cartoons would improve it. “The Collegian”—St. Thomas Col¬ legiate Institute. Yours is a very likeable publica¬ tion. Your exchange column is es¬ pecially novel. Could you make its headings more definite? “The Collegiate”—Sarnia Collegiate Institute and Technical school. Congratulations! You have a splendid magazine, clever, well- balanced and well-arranged. -o- THEY MAKE US LAUGH Is Sue married? No, is oo? —Kingston “Times.” Waiter, Do you serve fish? Yes, sir. we cater to everyone. The Tech. Annual, Vanvouvei. B—Say, did you know they didn’t play cards in Noah’s Ark? A—Why? B—The elephants sat on the deck. St. Thomas “Collegian.” Anderson—I want a hat. Clerk—Fedora. Anderson—No, for myself. Hamilton ”Tek.” Whose that fishy looking guy? Why he’s the best swimmer in Hamil¬ ton. Hamilton “Tek.” “Send money immediately. I’m broke,” Jerry wired home. ”So’s your old man,’ ’was the reply. Teacher—Kerr, why are you not writ¬ ing? John—I ain’t got no pen. Teacher—Where’s your grammar? John—She’s dead. “The Collegiate”—Sarnia Evolution First Former—I did’nt hear you ques¬ tion, sir. Second Former—Didn’t hear the ques¬ tion. Third Former—Pardon? Fourth Former—What? Fifth Former—Huh? “The Grumbler —Kitchener. Why is your face so red? Cause— Cause why? Causemetics. Kitchener Grumbler.

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The YY’indsor-YY ' alkerville Technical School Year Book 27 THE PASSING OF THE SEASONS Spring Spring is coming! Spring is coming! Can ' t you hear the bees a-humming? Now is the time for fairies and sprites. Out in the glens and dales bright nights Summer Little brooklets gently singing. Meadow-larks in the blue sky winging. Daisies star the fields with white. Like a silver mantle bright Autumn Scarlet berries and leaves aflame Approaching Autumn mutely proclaims Morning frosts hejewel the hedges, East winds whistle through the sedges. Winter Trees their bare heads gauntly rear. And sadly sigh for Autumn ' s death. Winter ' s shroud spreads o ' er the ground A perfect settiivg for a world so drear. Thus the seasons come and pass. Spring comes first and winter last. Just as our lives here on earth. Sometimes show sadness and sometimes mirth. H. HA ISM AN—C2A. -o- UPON THOUGHT Upon thought, the days bring not. Just ijuite what they really ought; Sometimes it ' s hard to sing a song. For everything, somehow, goes wrong. YY’hy this is so, I do not know. But all throughout my mind they go— These thoughts, that vaguely are defined. As memories of other days of mine. But. as the hours, the days, the years, Pass—with each its smile or tear. Comes the thought, to my mind then brought, “The days bring not what they really ought. MURIEL EARL—C3B -o- MY SUNKEN GARDEN A tiny petal softly clinging. A wild wood vine, so softly swinging, A tiny spot of magic touch. My sunken garden is as much! A tiny cupid flutters here—flutters there, everywhere A mystic atmosphere is near. Filling the roamer’s heart with wonder. Sending realistic worlds asunder. Softly the moss beneath my feet, Gives way, as a fairyland I greet. That world is fair—hut, oh! your pardon! I haven ' t described—My Sunken Garden I MURIEL EARL—C3B. THE HALL GOOP He runs through the hall. Bouncing like a hall. Bumping into other people, YY ' ho are not like him at all. Leaving his locker open, Dodging in and out. Throwing things here and there. As he gives a lusty shout. Dashing down the hall. He makes a swift bee-line, To the fountain, running tall, Leaving all his class behind. Have you seen this crazy goop Running in our halls? Shall vc banish him forever From within Tech’s walls? BELLA SUMMERS—Cl Y -o- FRANCE 1 would I were in the land of France, Where romance still holds sway, And the peasant lives his humble life. As he did in bygone days. YYTiere grim old castles still o ' ertower— The peaceful country scene. And the little rivers take their way. Thru meadows fresh and green. YVhen still the old-world country inn,— YY ' elcomcs the traveller worn, And the bees drone round the scented flowers, On the balmy summer morn. I would love to roam your countryside— And the cities bright and gay, Ah! I would, I were in the land of France. YYherc romance still holds sway. CHAS. FISHER. -o- THE COMING OF SPRING The joys of winter time are fleeting, And each and every one ' s agreeing, That we are glad as glad can be, The slowly melting snow to see. In the heart of every girl and boy. Comes a feeling of the greatest joy, As they think of the joys of gladsome spring And the songs the bluebird and robin sing. The violets so blue spring up ' neath the trees. And the May flowers and crocuses dance in the breeze, While the rabbits and squirrels run through the wood. And wouldn ' t bring winter back if they could. BEATRICE GIGNAC—C3A.

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TECHNICAL UNITED executive Back Row—l.c Ut? Campbell. llt l»»n Best, Mr. W. D. Lowe. M.A., (principal), Mr. H. A. Voailen, I3.A.. Marjorie Preston, J ohn Blackton. Front How — Molly Cohn. Lorna Batzold, Wilfred MaoArthur( president), Gladys Kerr, Fern Knight. SCHOOL NOTES TECH UNITED President—Wilfred McArthur. Vice-President—Gladys Kerr. Secretary—Lorna Batzold. Treasurer—Fern Knight. Sergeant-at-Arms—Leslie Camp¬ bell. ‘ Assistant Sergeant - at - Arms — John Blackton. Third Form Com. representative —Jean Gordon—C3A. Form Com. representative — Mollye Cohn- -C. Special. Second Form Com. representative —Helen Best; Marjorie Preston. First Form Com. representative— Rose Wilmot. Third Form Tech, representative —Earl Laforet. Second Form Tech, representative —Robert Carley. First Form Tech, representative —Hugh Griffith. Something has happened to the Technical school. That “something” is the Tech. United. It has taken a grip on the students so that it has become the central interest of the school. It is here that we come to know each other. In the form pro¬ gramme, each student appears in some activity before the whole school. What a wealth of talent is displayed! What delightful friends we ' ve made! And all through the Tech. United. The programs are held in the form of contest. Two beautiful sil¬ ver cups, one for Senior and one for Junior forms have been presented by the Board of Education and the competition for these has been very keen. Senior Contest The judges for this contest were Miss ' O’Donoghue, Miss Breed and 29