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

Page 31 text:

PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT ••THE TO W E R S 9 4 H 19 4 9 • Hut We Love ’Em” All! The «leam in Ihcir eyes, The joy in Iheir hearts. Cannot the mischief consume, l or there ' s no stopping my little brothers. When left alono in my room. First to the top drawer to gather the spoil. My I A collection for kings ! Pearls, stationery, hankies and bells, Make-up, perfume, and rings! One little brother takes Pp-stick to walls. The other one tastes the perfume. The first throws my library books at the other. He wants to help tidy the room I Ah! The tears in their eyes. The look of surprise. For sister has come home too soon. They had -a lovely time all alone. But now they ' ll change their tune . JEANNETTE WEINER. GIB • Memories FIRST PRIZE— Two little shoes beside a bed, A little cap for his curly head. A few of his toys scattered on the floor. His cap and jacket hung on the door. These few memories of him will cease never Tito’ that brother of mine is gone forever. BETTY HIGH, GIB Vocational. ocational. Rah! Rah! Rah! SECOND PRIZE— V is for Victory we have gained. (I Occupations for which we arc famed. C— is for Courtesy by which we stand. A is for Attention, which we demand, T- is lor Truth, by which we ' ve played. I- is fot Interest we have displayed. O lor Outstanding, we wish to be. N— is for Noble. that ' s our degree, A is for Able. we do not fool. L— for the Lessons at our old school. S— we Salute the school of our time. C— we Care for a school so fine. FI— is for Honour for which we fight. O— is for Order, it ' s our delight, O— is Obedience by which we serve. |. is for Love which VOCATIONAl. deserves. ELEANOR RAKOS, C2C Books THIRD PRIZE— Did you ever stop to think of books. And what they might contain? They tell of many, many things Like happiness or pain. Ihe characters are interesting. And come from many lands. With names from John to Lee San Wing, W ho walk on foreign sands. There are two different sorts of books Fiction and non-fiction. But both are Interesting types If you want my prediction. But whatever book you read Done in printer ' s ink Thick or thin, big or small. They ' re all good, don ' t you think? JUNE MURKICE. CIA Argunientive I ' m iust a gal who liken to fight W ith any boy you choose; 1 always ruin an argument. But gosh! I love to lose. ? ? ? ? ? • Unsolved W hat makes the stars, the moon. The sun to shine? These surely are not works of yours — Nor mine. Their secret lies beyond man ' s reach And only He to man can reach. Man may invent, explore and find The things that give him peace of mind. But to solve the mysteries of the sky W ill he be given so good an eye? Because we have so short a stay, ' Tis not for you or me to say. So on we venture with curious eye. Seeking the wonders of the sky. MYRTLE REITER. C4A • The Twelve Months JANUARY, the new year ' s first. New made profits will be pursed. FEBRUARY, the month for valentines Brings to sweethearts love’s sweet rhymes. MARCH is the windy month of kites. Eager youngsters match their flights. APRIL we think of Easter Tide, Christ’s Resurrection, known far and wide. MAY. the month when flowers bloom. Then earth receives a sweet perfume, JUNE, the happy month of brides. When daughters are their mother ' s prides. JULY, hot weather comes to stay. Young and old on beaches play. AUGUST, the month before September, Students their duties will remember. SEPTEMBER, the warning school bell rings, And pupils to classes quickly brings. OCTOBER. Autumn’s leaves are falling As if to cold Jack Frost they’re calling. NOVEMBER begins the wintry weather. To skating parties we go together. DECEMBER, when the earth is snowy white, Christmas greetings and a new year bright! LENA FOSTYROVECH. C4B- • Winter The northern «ind blew oh. so cold. The tiny snowflakes tossed and rolled. The folk all scurried to and fro ' Through the bleak and frosty morning. Tiny children trudged their way, Dragging behind them, toboggans and sleighs. Off for a long day’s wintry play; The piercing wind forgotten. On glory ice some skaters glide. Colorful mufflers fly with each stride. A mantle of white blankets the countryside; And so the winter passes. M YRTLE REITER. CM A

Page 30 text:

•■THE TOWER S 194.S— 1949 pa ;e twenty-seven t • “For Cliff Is The Cause Mother We solemnly dedicate this poem to Miss Connerty. In her effort to make poets out of C4B —This is the result. When Monday is sad lor us Margaret is gay Eor Clifford is the cause. When Tuesday rolls along Margaret is sad For Clifford is the cause. On Wednesday. Margaret is clad In good clothes. And she is sad For Clifford is the cause. On Thursday she is happy again Although she and Cliff arc mad And Clifford is tho cause. Where are those smiles so tender and sweet Those loving arms that held us close Those laughing lips that brought us jov When our hearts were almost breaking? Shall we hear no words of endearment. Or see again those kind blue eyes. Or chance to speak to that one loved Who held us close in time of tears? Nay, never again shall we see her For He has taken her to rest. But she shall live on in memory Of those who love her dearly. PATRICIA I.OWE, Z3A 9 One Day On Friday her phone will ring . ' nd we will hear Margaret sing For Clifford is the cause. On Saturday she works hard Frying hamburgs in the lard And Clifford is not the cause. It ' s Sunday by now She boards the bus and. holy cow So does Clifford! FERNE LOOSF.MORE. C4B Spring will come again one day And chase away the clouds of grey, The buds will open wide and fair Into flowers for those who care. The grass will he an emerald green Looking so bright, so fresh, and clean. The wind blows softly o’er the hills Slowly turning the tall wind-mills. To the water lapping upon the shore People could listen for ever more, Vith all fhe c beautiful things in sight VC’c hope that spring will come over-night. JEANETTE CHERRY. C3A r • Conscience ' Twas like a creeping shadow V Itich across his mind would pass And w hen it had him surrounded It horrible rays would cast. All joys and dreams of peace Would vanish-and once again His thoughts drift far back. His protests much in vain. Into the past of torment, A torment crueller than The wickedness, the torture. Which is possessed by man. MYRTLE REITER. CIA • Down By The Brook Down by the brook where the grass is green. The water flows gently on; On cither side the lilacs bloom. And the sky is blue on high. For til is is spring and there is no gloom On this day so gay and serene; The sighing breeze passes gently through The tall and stately trees. The stones in the brook are covered with moss. And the water so leisurely flows. But here and there it is churned to foam By the point of a stone upturned. This is where I would like to be. When storms and troubles come. Because I know that they would pass For God, our Creator is here. ANN BETSCHEL. C3A • Lullaby Hush-a-bye little one, close your eyes tight, Hush-a-bye little on?, t : mc for good-night. ( ' lose vour eyes Pttle one, dream of things guy, Close your eyes little one, soon one more day. Lullaby little one. di.-am of things dear. Lullaby little one. never a fear. Co to sleep little one, for Jesus above Will uatch thee forc cr, and give you His love. ANN DhRE, C3A • Winter When the snow is softly falling Like the down in a summer breeze. We hear the sparrows chirping Among the leafless trees. Far off in the distance We can hear the sleigh bells ring. But here I am hoping. It soon will be spring. jean McMillan, C3A • The Rainbow When the rain had finally ceased to fall. The sun came out to meet us all Out from behind the large, black cloud Which had covered the sky like a dismal shroud. And then, to my complete delight. A beautiful rainbow came into sight. Some of its colours were rose-red and blue. Orange and green and height yellow loo. It seemed to me like a long, smooth slide. So l took an exciting but perilous ride. At the end of my slide I was glad I was hold For there, waiting for me was the pot of gold. NORMA MANZON, C3A

Page 32 text:

THE TOWERS I 9 4 K 19 4 9 PAGE TWENTY-NINE GIRLS’ • SENIOR BASKETBALL lint Team Shirley Queen, Helen Horourk , Julia Pillar, Doris Si. Louia, Wary Weiko. Mac .McDonald, Ann Pav lech. • SENIOR BASKETBALL After a considerable amount of practice, the team had a game with Eaaex Wire. “What a game! The opposing team went home limp¬ ing. The night was ours, and victorious we arose to the tune of 33 to 6. Our first team this year consisted of Shir¬ ley Queen, Mae McDonald and Julia Pillar as forwards, with Helen Horoszka, Anne Pavlech and Mary Weiko as guards. As the basketball season rolled around, our first game turned out to be with St. Joe ' s High School. Our Vocational lassies found the going a little rough at first, but at half time they were in the lead having a score of IS to 6. Julia Pil¬ lar, high scorer for the night, made 18 points. Next was Shirley Queen with 8 points, and fol¬ lowing was Mae McDonald with 5 points. The final score was 31 to 14. Then came the game against Sandwich which, despite all our efforts, turned out to be our first loss. The score at the end was 23 to 15. The honours go out to Mary Weiko, guard, who shone for the night. Her playing was one that deserves recognition. Our next game on the schedule was against Kennedy. It turned out to be a bad loss, the score being 20 to 9. At this game a switch was made and guards played forwards, while for¬ wards played guards. Hats off to guards Mary Weiko who scored two points and Anne Pav¬ lech who sunk a foul shot. After this game our winning streak came back. We defeated Walkerville to the tune of 22 to 14. Then came the game of the season, when we were to meet up with Patterson. The game was fast. The first three baskets of the game scored by Julia Pillar, put Vocational in the lead. The going was good and we were in the lead all the way. The end of the game found the score to be 24 to IS, making another victory for the Vocational lassies. Our last game on the schedule was with Riverside. At this game every player was given a chance to show their skill. Giving the best SPORTS performance, and high scorer for the night was Shirley Queen with 14 points. The final score was 31 to 9, an easy win. The captain of the team this year was Shirley Queen of C4A, who led the team all the way. Also on the forward line was Julia Pillar of C4A, who made high score of the season by scoring 18 points in one night. The other for¬ ward was Mae McDonald of C4B, who never failed to get the rebounds. Guards were Anne Pavlech of C4A, Mary Weiko of C4B, and Helen Horoszka of C3B. Anne Pavlech was the smallest guard, but she was always in there fighting. You can be safe in saying that she was the fastest player on the floor. Mary Weiko made a real good showing this year, playing wonderful defense. Helen Horoszka was the tallest member of the team. Her height came in handy on rebounds. Lowe Vocational School tied with Kennedy and Paterson for the runner-up spot, with four victories and two defeats, grabbing off a play¬ off berth while doing so. • REFEREE CLASS This year a Referee ' s Class was opened by Miss Layman. Girls who wished to enter were given instructions. In order to qualify for the Referee ' s Crest they had to referee three inter¬ form basketball games. We should have quite a few Referee ' s Crests given out before the end of the year. • TENNIS This year the girls did not have much prac¬ tice in tennis. They only had a chance to get into the swing of it when four girls were asked to enter the Tennis Tournament at Jackson Park. These girls were Shirley Queen, Anne Pavlech, Julia Pillar, of C4A, and Doris St. Louis, of T4A. These girls gave their all in effort and all we can say is thanks for representing the school.