Peterborough Teachers College - PTC Yearbook (Peterborough, Ontario Canada)

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Spruce up and stop this weeping willow stuff! Smile as you remember that very first day with its awful misgivings and shy across-the-aisle glances-the quaint manner in which every master described the others- the dogtags drooping from our necks-Mr. lVIcKinney's remarkable memory for names- clicking acquaintances with Form III over knitting needles- your first lesson fostering the principle, The most valuable result of all education is the ability to make yourself do the thing you have to do whether you like it or not -Miss J ohnston's cooking classes-that Toronto trip-all the Friday night get-to-gethers with Mr. Copp directing the dips and dives in the ocean waves, and the Woodruff-McKinney duet tduelj hammering sweet and oh-so-nice nothings at the piano-the man power shortage-projects and more projects-Miss Cleland's dimples, Mr. Smitheram's jokes and Mr. Munro's vitality-the last minute rushes for morning assemblies- O Moon of My Delight and John blowing a fuse- the gossip column in Friday's newspaper enkindled by the daily rendezvous at the corner canteen-Let us remember every happy hour enjoyed at P.N.S., and let us think of the days to come. We stand at the crossroads. We have covered the training groundg a bright unknown territory beckons to be explored. Now, more than ever before, we value and cherish the grains of thought sown and harvested through the Normal staffs skillful instruction and the kindly constructive criticism expressed by practice teachers. And may we not, while teaching the fundamentals based upon the universal textbooks of man-Shakespeare, Homer and the Bible, forget the three C's so stressed during our Normal School year,-Courtesy, Courage and Co-operation. Scarcely can we delve into the future's mysteries, but because We are young we regard the future with faith and because we have accepted the noble challenge of the teaching profession, we shelter in our hearts a hidden hope, a prayer, a desire-perhaps, a desire not unlike that of Lester Keathley's- MY DESIRE Give me ears to hear the questions Of a knowledge-seeking childg To his problems great and mildg Give me patience, never-ending, For the things I teach and dog Clear my vision-may I ever Feel his needs and see his view. Make me with the child to wander Through his happy fairy landsg Let me skip with him and listen To imaginary bands. Soon his fairies all will vanish And the music fade awayg Fantasies will change to visionsg Work will rival happy play, Soon if I may be companion, Friend and playmate of a child, I shall never doubt his learning While I teach the things worth while. Blair Hanthorn, commenting upon seeing Mr. Woodruff carry a metre stick from the school: I guess Mr. Woodruff is going to find if the family measures up to the 'Principal's standards'. Page Seventeen

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THOUGHTS OF A STUDENT When lesson plans are failures And everyth1ng's a mess, I wonder why I came here, Up here,-to P.N.S.? My practice teachers haunt me. My graph goes up and down, And from the eyes of masters, I only get a frown. We're taught the perfect lesson. fThat's in the perfect schooll. But put it into practice And try to keep the rule! The little brat who's hiding Behind an angel face, Is just the one who's throwing Soft spitballs into space! But just the same I like itg The leisure time, and all The hours I spend in cheering Our stars of basketball. The projects and the craftvvork, The music and the fun, .lust make our Normal family A great big happy one! But most of all we cherish The friendships that we make. Some may be everlasting, The kind that never break. For next year, when we're tired Of books and classrooms drear, We'll wish for fellow students And P.N.S. so dear. -IRENE WALTERS. Valedictory Lindy Mclntosh HE DAYS grow longer, but time grows shorter, for 'tis Spring, and Spring has only one meaning-the completing of the term at P.N.S. T. B. Gleave once wrote, In all the world there is no place so dear as home, and since that memorable day of September 10, 1946, when We were but Strangers in a strange land being made very Welcome, P.N.S. has spelled t'home . Do you recall Miss Johnson's words? You will leave Normal School with tears in your eyes.' And shall we? Ah, yes! But will we remember P.N.S. with tears in our eyes ? Ah, no! As one wee lady would declare. Page Sixteen

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THE LESSON PLAN lt's not a pixie nor an elf, lt's not a gnost all white, It's merely that old lesson plan That haunts me in the nignt. Its aim is something high falutin' Found mostly in a book. And for your fill of lengthy words Towards this aim just look. The introduction's next, I'm told. ,Tis there you motivate Or pry into the pupil's past So he may cogitate. Comes now the mighty problem round. You play it like a game. fYou ask the pupil if held like, But he plays it just the samej You start with questions of the kind That's sure to make them think. And every one must build-you see- A chain. Each one's a link. To liven up the lesson now, Just add some illustration, 'Twixt matter'n method break it up fThey call this presentationj For recapitulation then I never could discern Why some folks have to hear a thing Ten times before they learn. Oh yes! The application step. And here at last you gloat! Now be quite sure it's useful And anything but a note! -JOAN LESLIE. ExfService Personnel at P.N.S. Name Rae Brownsell James Covert George Cronk Blair Hanthorn Lyle Hoskin Arden McLean Donald Nicholls Vincent Sagriff G. L. Woodruff Page Eighteen Rank Service Enlisted Discharged Cpl. Army Jan. 15 1945 June 1946 Sgt. R.C.A.F Dec. 1 1941 Dec. 1945 Pte. Army June 8 1944 Sept. 1945 FXO R.C.A.F. June 30 1943 Sept. 1945 LAC R.C.A.F 'April 2 1943 Nov. 1945 FXO R.C.A.F Aug. 2 1943 June 1945 LAC R.C.A.F May 18 1943 Dec. 1945 Ptc. Army Jan. 25 1945 Aug. 1946 Major Army Aug. 22 1941 Aug. 1945