Orangeville High School - Red and Blue Yearbook (Orangeville, Ontario Canada)

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65 - Grade XII Home Ec. Trip to Hobby Show - by Dawn Kirkness Q Mary Lanktree N Grade XII On February 9th, the Grade XII Home Econo ics class left at 9 o!c1ock to attend the International Hobby Show held in the Colesium in Toronto. Naturally the girls first visited the department stores, downtown, shopping for the material and patterns which they needed for their next project in Home Eb. e suits. After lu ch they left for the Hobby Show, The girls were especially interested in the leather craft and glass blowing exhibits. A few had their hand writing analysed Cthe superstitious ones, that isl. They spent some time examining the fine Indian jewellery, and Swedish weaving which was displayeda The main event was the fashion show'where children's, adult's and teen-agers' clothes were modelled, One of the attractions was . clothes that could be worn at the Coronation, As an added attract- ion, there was also a preview of it Q tea at the Savoy, dinner at the Grovener, and a small section of the procession at Westminister eye Shortly after viewing this we left for home with visions of dream gowns filling our minds. Q How Times Change Q by Clarence Proctor VXII Gone are the days in O.H.S, When the halls were described as a crowded messg Now all one hears is a rythmic beat, As the walls keep time to the marching feet. The students tramp by with a left and a night, Not one out of step from the morning till night. They sit at attention throughout the long day Then rise and salute when they have something to say. The curriculumis changedg fthere's no Math or no French! Now this time is devoted to planning a trenchg How this came about, we can say without guile, It began when the principal yelled, nSingle Filenl

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64 Sunday was a beautiful day and most of us were wishing that we didn't have to go home. Mr. Cline met us in the afternoon and we started on our homeward journey. At the border we claimed the goods which we'd bought and enjoyed a delicious dinner at the Motel Leonard- compliments of Mr. Cline. Mercid The home trip was quite quiet until the Canadian snow stonm swept down upon us. we were all driving as much as Miss MbPhedran. What town is that ahead? Oh, it must be Orangeville for thereFs Miss Ewing driving her new Chevrolet. 'The trip was over, I was sorry to say. But don't worry Rochester, you'll likely see us all again! - A Winter Song Q by Mary Jackson . XII On wings of softest velvet through the dawn, Creeping gently to the earth below, A veil of gossamer, a mist of lawn, In spotless silver pure, the snow On silent feet has come once more. A blanket soft floats o'er my garden bare, Wrapping it 'round in arms so cosy, warm, My blossoms, safe, may rest without a care. On cold and gloomiest days, the stonm, With useless rage, beats on their door.. Each tiny flake, a work of beauty proud, Guilding o'er the branches' barren brown, A precious jewel to waft away a shroud And there to place, in joy, a crown, A sign to Him above. h There once was a wolf from t e zoo, Who wanted a lady to woo, When he winked at the bear - She said, UDon't you dareln So he tickled a cute kangaroof by Valair Lennox XII

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- Wworld Affairsu - by Cynthia McKee XII WTo what's this world coming?W I often ask Is world war brewing behind a mask Of fellowship, happiness?U All is so cosy! Just look at Russia and things aren't so rosy. There's war in Koreag in England the flood Has ravaged the country, and left only mud Where once stood their houses, proud and majestic, The tense situation seems more than just drastic. But now on the pleasanter aspects of life All is not merely hardship and strifeg The world wide Olympics are just in the making Far famed Championships just for the taking. And everywhere too is this British nation we breathless await the famed Coronation, The papers are filled with the writers narrations Of budgets and taxes, no matter one's station. There's part of the picture that we daily read About in the papers, and much more we heed, This nation has troubles and worries and sorrows But also its bright sides and happy tomorrows. - Our Chauffeur Q by Joanne Donaldson XII ' The driver of our morning bus Is full of fun indeedg I know why he's a cheerful cuss, His seat is guaranteed. A He sits up on his cushioned throne, And drives with all his mightg Hearing at intervals a moan Or the curdling yells of a fight. Sheila: I shall marry for brains . Valair: I shall marry for beauty. Camilla: Well, everybody for what he needs.