Niverville High School - High Lights Yearbook (Niverville, Manitoba Canada)

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LITERARY ON WORKING DURING VACATION Sooner or later we teen-agers get the urge to earn our own money. If not for the joy of keeping busy during vacation, we have to work our way through high school. I well remember the day I ventured out, applying for my first job; the extra pain I took in dressing neatly and respectably; the fear I had as I entered the Personnel office, and the sensational feeling when I had safely secured my first job. My first day at work is one I will never forget. The thought that overshadowed me was “Will I be capable of doing the work?” With zeal, enthusiasm, and vigour I set out. For the first five hours I was quite “chipper.” Then my feet began to ache, and it took an effort on my part to keep my back straight. The last hour dragged along as I longed for a place to rest my fatigued body. The ten-minute walk home could just as well have been an hour’s walk because I seemed to be in a subconscious state of mind. I tottered into my room and flung myself into my bed where I rested my aching bones in a restless sleep. However, after a week of regular routine work I became accustomed to my new environment and thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it. During previous vacations I generally spent a week or ten days at a summer camp or together with my parents, would take a trip, but under these circumstances every holiday in store for me went “down the drain.” I vividly remember when a group of young people invited me to spend a week end at Star Lake and I had to refuse because of work. My girl friend had that week end off, so she was free to go along. I remember how I vent my grief in a shower of tears. On another occasion I had plans to see a certain film on a Sunday evening. Lo and behold, it was my turn to work evenings that week. There went the film! All in all I enjoyed the sacrifice, responsibility, the hard work, the excitement, and especially the reward that awaited me on the last day. My favourite patient, a student from Yale College, gave me a beautiful red rose, for the service I rendered to him. —Rosella Leppky, Gr. XI Spring is here at last! Gone is the snow from the fields and plains. The trees have once again acquired lush green leaves. Gaily coloured birds flit cheerily from branch to branch, singing lustily at the top of their lungs. A feeling of new life prevails everywhere—in meadows, gardens, and forests. Blades of luscious green grass sprout from their ever-living roots. The buds of early crocuses are opening to catch the early rays of the warm spring sun. Does spring affect you, too? It has an effect on animals and cattle that have been shut in a stuffy bam all winter. The cattle, especially calves, frisk and frolic as if they’ve never been outside before. When you get that feeling of awakening refreshed after a long night, you can truly know that spring has finally arrived. —Roselyn Hiebert, Gr. XI REMORSE ’Twas the night before finals, When all through the room Not a creature was stirring, But Jimmy Marloom. “I should have worked harder The entire year through!” He sighed, as he thought about What he could do. He finally concluded That the only thing now, Was to study and study From night until dawn. But in spite of his efforts It was all in vain, Too late he had studied, Too cramped was his brain. The moral, my roommates Is simple to see: You must study all year To get your degree! —Irmgard Braun Page 34

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School Drama “LETS BE CONGENIAL” Again this year our high school put on a play. With much enthusiasm from the participating students, the drama “Let’s Be Congenial,” a three-act comedy was presented on March 3 and 4. It is the story of a young dreamer, Terry Matt¬ ingly, who has devoted his time to play writing. Aunt Hester, who formerly supported the family, decided to discontinue her financial aid, leaving the Mattinglys on loose ends. When Terry, the play writer, sold his first play “Let’s Be Congenial,” the family was once more financially secure. The entire three acts of the play transpire in the living room of the Mattingly home. The cast included Terry Mattingly, the dreamer, (Edwin Podjan) Sadie Mattingly, the mother, (Roselyn Hiebert) George Mattingly, the father (Malcolm Enns) Doug Mattingly, the brother (Johnny Giesbrecht) Ellen Day, Terry’s boyhood sweetheart (Helene Kliever) Millicent Harris, Doug’s fiancee (Rosella Leppky) Aunt Hester Cornish, Mrs. Mattingly’s dead brother’s wife (Irmgard Braun) Sonia Van Vechten, Aunt Hester’s secretary (Madeline Steingart) and Hanorah, the Mattingly maid (Anne Heinrichs). Attending the dress rehearsal on Thursday afternoon were the Blumenhof, Landmark, New Bothwell, Prefontaine, Carmichael, Kingswood, and Aaron schools. The play, directed by Mr. Dyck, proved entertaining to the audience and a source of enjoyment to the performers. —Rosella Leppky. Gr. XI Page 33

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GRADES 4, 5, AND 6 Front row: left to right, Gayle Stoesz, Sally Kehler, Julia Sofroniuk, Leona Toews, Norma Peters, Susan Kehler, Evelyn Falk, Wilma Wiebe; Second row: Esther Doerksen, Ruth Sofron¬ iuk, Audrey Bogaard, Pauline Sofroniuk, Larry Honke, Johnny Enns, Frank Wiebe, Marie Friesen, Lome Enns; Third row: Eleanore Toews, Robert Martens, Eddie Doerksen, Marie Enns, Peggy Bueckert, Linda Wiebe, Bradley Honke, Hans Sipma, Mr. Stoesz; Fourth row: Peter Braun, Romelda Kehler, Albert Toews, Ronald Toews, Ronny Ginter, Gerald Steingart, Peter Enns, Ross Giesbrecht. Missing from picture: Agatha Braun, Earl Keith. ROOM II — GRADES II AND III Back row: left to right, Tommy Bueckert, Margaret Redekop, Dianne Stoesz, Debra Kuzenko, Corny Wiebe, Bryan Toews, Ronald Koslowsky, Danny Sofroniuk, Dale Honke, Frankie Dueck; Second row: Eric Dueck, Elaine Peters, Janice Toews, Jean Keith, Leona Kehler, Irene Klassen, Tina Wiebe, Barbara Doerksen, Frieda Doerksen, Barbara Froese, Carol Martens, Miss Johnson; Third row: Garry Hopcraft, Kim Roberts, Clarence Neufeld, Garry Dyck, Billy Fast, Kenny Koslowsky, Reggie Wachtendorf, Ricky Doerksen, Walter Steingart, Peter Sofroniuk, Neil Roberts; Front row: Roy Peters, Lenora Friesen, Freddie Stoesz, Linda Neufeld, Corny Rempel, Martha Neufeld, Cliff Kemila, Martha Doerksen. Missing from picture: Hilda Redekop. Page 35