Mount Royal College - Varshicom Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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THE FACULTY SOCIAL STUDIES AND FRENCH GEOLOGY AND GEOGRAPHY DIRECTOR OF JUNIOR COLLEGE, CHEMISTRY SOCIAL STUDIES LATIN Mrs. Q. M. Linton Mr. R. W. McCready Mr. J. McLeod Mr. R. L McPherson Mrs. E. Nicol MATHEMATICS AND HISTORY BIOLOGY AND PHYSICAL EDUCATION ENGLISH COMMERCIAL Mrs. W. Oldfield Mr. Paulson Mrs. M. E. Powell Mrs. J. E. Sorokan MATHEMATICS AND FRENCH CHEMISTRY ENGINEERING RELIGIOUS EDUCATION Mr. S. G. Sorokan Mr. Bishop Mrs. E. Sudre Mr. S. R. Vincent ENGLISH CHEF CANTEEN Mrs. M. K. Wilmott Mr. Pringle Mr. Knott 10

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F .A. c tj l t REGISTRATION AND ADMINISTRATIVE BUSINESS MANAGER PRINCIPAL ASSISTANT TO PRINCIPAL Mr. W. G. Rae Mr. W. J. Collett Mr. L. E. Wilmott SOCIAL STUDIES SOCIAL STUDIES FRENCH AND LATIN PHYSICAL EDUCATION AND ENGLISH ENGLISH Mr. H. H. Allan Mr. A. A. Ariano Mr. J. P. Borger Mr. J. A. Brown Mrs. B. Clayton MATHEMATICS MATHEMATICS CHEMISTRY AND BUSINESS PSYCHOLOGY AND AND SCIENCE AND SCIENCE PHYSICS ADMINISTRATION SOCIOLOGY Miss V. A. Clark Mr. J. T. Cuyler Mr. O. H. Deutsch Mr. M. S. Feader Mr. N. G. Gamble MATHEMATICS HEAD OF DIRECTOR OF HIGH SOCIAL STUDIES AND PHYSICS COMMERCIAL SCHOOL, ENGLISH DEAN OF WOMEN AND FRENCH Mr. A. U. Hassan Mr. J. W. Hepburn Mr. O. A. Kelly Mrs. Paulson Mrs. E. I. Layton 9

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HIGH SCHOOL VALEDICTORY THIS IS OUR GRADUATION — Many people have passed through this stage and many more will follow, but how many fully realize what it is. It is not just this one day of your life in which you are being honoured; it is the past, the present and the future. Since we are living in a space minded age I will enlarge upon this statement in terms of rockets and sputnicks. Before anything or anyone can amount to something there has to be a beginning. In the case of the rocket this involves a fundamental knowledge of the project, but where we are concerned it involves a period of finding out just what school is. You remember those days when we used to sing songs, color pictures and play games — poor innocent souls. They surely had us fooled. Following this there are the preparatory stages. The rocket is far from being a reality. The Government has to give the okay; specialists and crews must be found; equipment and testing grounds need to be prepared; everything has to be arranged to prevent a loss in time and money. As for the student, he finds out exactly what he is up against — school is not a game. The third step in the ladder is the preliminary stages. The rocket must be designed, and tests must be made to see if it will stand up under the conditions to which it will be subjected. Similarly, the student comes up against his first real barrier, the grade nine finals. These examinations are a check to make sure that the preliminary studies are taken seriously, thus, giving the student a firm foundation to stand upon before he enters the last lap of his journey. The rocket is now nearing completion; precise tests must be run; final touchups are made; every detail is checked and rechecked; the rocket is ready and waiting. Likewise the student is given a thorough workout. Test after test, essay after essay, review and more review. What used to be a few minutes of homework a night turns out to be a few hours. Twelve years have faded into the past. Back in Grade One it seemed like a lifetime; now it is plain to see that it is only the be¬ ginning of the end. As the rocket is ready for launching, so are we. Even at this stage there are certain condi¬ tions which could postpone the launching. In the case of the rocket, atmospheric conditions and visibility must be favourable before the final countdown. As for us there is only one simple minor detail -—- the Grade Twelve Departmental. IS THIS THE END? Are we finished in a cloud of smoke and a burst of fire? Only you yourself can answer that question. Like the rocket, our path is uncertain; we move cautiously, for one faulty step could carry us off on a tangent— a misfire lost to the world. At this stage, some of us will conclude our formal education. This does not mean that we have failed, it is just a turn in the road. The world offers many kinds of challenges, and to meet these challenges one does not necessarily have to be a skilled technician. It is what you do with what you have, and not what you have to do it with that pays off in the end. We have twelve years of educa¬ tion, but unless we make use of it, even the smallest challenge will buffet us around like a raft on a stormy sea. Like a ship we must use the sea to ride upon — the sea of knowledge, no matter how infinitely small it may be to which Mount Royal College has contributed. For some of us this is only a point in the line, the next point is our first University degree. Beyond this there are new fields and more degrees. No matter how far we travel, our ultimate com¬ prises only a small segment of the line which extends on and on to infinity. The intelligence we bring to bear in our study varies markedly from one individual to the next, but the variation is a matter of degree. All of us are capable of reaching a higher degree through University training, but many of us will fail to do so through lack of trying. In short, an educated man is a man with eyes in a country of the blind. Today, we the Graduates are being honoured. It is a joyful day, yet we must bid a sad fare¬ well to a faithful friend, to Mount Royal College. Three years ago we were just another group of people signing their names on registration sheets. Today we are one large united family — we shared the same hardships and found happiness in one another, but tomorrow our paths must part. Some of us may cling together, and occasionally our paths may cross, but before you leave take one last look at us as a whole, for tomorrow the group will scatter like a broken glass — never again to be united as one. We must say farewell to our teachers who have served us intimately and faith¬ fully. To them, we may be just another graduating class — many have preceded us, and many more will follow. But to us there is only one Graduation; there is only one set of teachers; we are losing a special group of friends who for the last three years have spent their lives guiding us through one of the finest parts of our lives. As Dr. Garden will remain a living memory in the history of Mount Royal College, so will Mount Royal College and the 1959 teaching staff remain a living memory to us, the GRADUATING CLASS. Chris Arctander