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

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69 - Ing Ggadggtigg Baggugt - by Marilyn Nodwell XII During the five years at high school we are creating friend- ship far more lasting than those found in professional life. However, at graduation our paths diverge and as time marches on communications between us become rarer and eventually stop altogether, Yet memories of school events seem to bring us closer together -- especially one, the Graduation Banquet, which is held in the graduates' honour. This year's annual Graduation Banquet for Grade XIII and Senior Commercial was held on Friday evening, January 9th, in the 'Red Ball Room' of the high school, The noonsday cafeteria, having been transformed by the appearance of fl wer decked lunch tables and lighted candles became the banquet hall for the occasion. Serving as place- cards were blue graduation caps with a diploma attached to the brim and on each was an appropriate prophecy. It is without a doubt that every graduate, guest and staff member enjoyed the dinner served to them by members of the Home Economics Department under the careful supervision of Miss McPhedran. Who made those delicious pies? No, it wasn't the members of the fair sex. The cooks were none other than the Grade XIII and Commercial boys 2 Just one glance at the menu will show just why the meal was Wfit for a Queen'. MENU Fruit Cocktail Roast Turkey ' 8 Dressing Peas 8 Carrots Mashed Potatoes Brown .Gravy Salad Relishes Fresh Rolls Home Made Pies Coffee Cream Punch Wlt almost makes me wish I vow, To have four stomachs like a cown, . Following dinner, Bob Dods, the capable toastmaster for the occasion proposed the toast to the Queen, His many humorous remarks added to the happy atmosphere of the occasion. Harold Dodds, while toasting the Alma Mater reminded us that once we did not have the advantages of a beautiful new school on the hill,

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- Life In A Capitalistic School - by Clarence Proctor XII As we walk to Assembly so early each day, Our thoughts on what Principal Cline has to say - Our tongues wag quite freely, we walk side by side, The principal spots us, he's out for our hide. He strides to the stage, looks around, gives a roarg And each sinner shakes at his place on the floor. WThis fraternization twixt classes must stopln He hesitates, frowns, yells, UI'm posting a Copin And the very first student caught saying one thing To his classmate, or even attempting to sing - Will be picked up, and punished, and told he's a fool And to never come back thru the doors of this school. So now in the hallways of dear O.H.S., The silence is golden, there's no noise, unless The voice of a teacher is heard in the gloom As he teaches his lesson to a quite empty room. For none of.the students could bear the strict rules, They all have departed to some other schools, But the principalfs happy, as he walks up the hall, There's no noise, thereas no students, there's just nothing at all. - Spriggtime Q by Margaret Brett XII Oh, to see the budding beauty On a mistic April day, When the Spirit of the Springtime Comes aesinging on its way! When the shadows of the evening Creep into cooling depths, Then I love to wander idly Down the lane with lingering steps. When the night has softly fallen And to Dreamland I have gone, In my slu bers low sweet music Faintly echoes 'till the dawn.

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7U It is here, he said, that we learn the spirit of co-operation, friend- ship and leadership, which will all combine to help us in our chosen vocations. Let us hope that our endeavours will always be a contributing factor to the success of the school, just as the school has contributed to our success. In replying to Harold's toast, Mr. Kalbfleisch stated that the task of a school is to turn out graduates who have a far-reaching knowledge - one which will carry them through the bad as well as the good. Our school has always ranked high in all standards, in academic as well as athletic and social affairs. It is the spirit of co-operat- ion and good will which has made this possible and it is our hope that this spirit will continue to contribute to the school's success in the future just as it has in the past. Music is always a welcome guest at any occasion . Lindsey Jelly, at the piano and Don Ferguson with his accordian took the spot light with their rendition of two favourites, - Stumbling and I'M Confessin I do not envy teachers, was one of the statements made by Shirley Brawley in her toast to the staff. They seem to be the least appreciated group of humans that I know. Teachers are always willing to give us help and advice but we don't always seem willing to accept it. In concluding Shirley said that it was her hope that the present members of the staff would remain at the school for many years to come. Mr. Seltzer, in replying, thanked Shirley for her kind words. He wished the graduating class every success in the future and hoped that each graduate would always remember them not just as teachers but as friends. nThere is a woman at the beginning of all great thingsw. This, Doug Burnett proved in his toast to the ladies. In reply Marg Rennick stated that all would be quite dull if we didn't have the mischievous and smiling faces of the gentlemen to give us assurance in our darkest moments - a History test, for instance. M Jack Morrison and Olive Dodds next read the class prophecies. Many of these, although no more than a gypsy's tea-cup reading could come true. It was Miss Kidd's privilege to toast the guests of honour. She took the students back in memory to their first days in Grade 9, when everything was so strange D when they were looked upon as insignificant beginners by some of the higher forms. Now, as graduates, she stated, you will be setting out on paths of life strange to you. It is everyone's hope that success and happiness will follow you every step of the way. Gayle McNeill thanked Miss Kidd on behalf of the graduates. In closing Gayle said that it was with a feeling of both happiness and regret that they were leaving m sorry to leave familiar faces and rooms and happy that they were one step nearer their goal. The evening was brought to a close by a dance on the cafeteria stage.