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

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t .5 . 'if-XR' SPRING TERM LITERARY SOCIETY Back Row Cleft to rightl: J. Gordon, J. Carswell, R. Galbraith, G. L. Woodruff, F. Allore, G. Knox. Front Row Cleft to rightjz M. Braithewaite, L. Weaver, M. Rutherford, L. Homan, M. Andrews, P. Brown, Ruth Sproule. President ..... Margaret Rutherford Vice-President . . . John Carswell Secretary . . . . . Peggy Brown Treasurer ....... Gregory Knox Representatives Form I . . Muriel Andrews, Merla Braithewaite Form II .... Ruth Sproule, Lois Weaver Form III . . . Robert Galbraith, Jack Gordon Athletic Society ...... Fred Allore Red Cross Society .... Luella Homan Members of both executive groups have enjoyed arranging the various activities of the year. Guided by the advice and assistance of Mr. Woodruff they were able to avoid many difficulties and to discharge their duties more effectively. In order that future executives may benefit from the experi- ences gained this year, a committee has been active drafting a constitution which, we hope, will some day set forth the duties and procedures of the Literary Society. Any success which either executive enjoyed was possible only because of the splendid cheerful co-operation of all students and all members of the Normal School Staff. -JERRY HUBBARD, MARGARET RUTHERFORD. Page Thirteen

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EXECUTIVE OF LITERARY SOCIETY - FALL TERM Baci: Row Cleft to rightbz J. Lewis, O. Reynolds, J. Hubbard, Reta Sproule, M. Watson. M. Davidson, G. L. Woodruff, F. Howes, F. Morton. Front Row Cleft to rightjz P. Boyd, R. Douglas, M. Sargent, L. Homan. The Literary Society URIN G THE first week of the term the announcement was made that it would be necessary to organize the student body into a Literary Society. Even before many acquaintances had been made, we found ourselves nominating and electing those who would direct the student activities during the fall term. That first election chose the following: President ...... Jerry Hubbard Vice-President Madeleine Davidson Secretary . . Margaret Sargent Treasurer . .... Fraser Morton Representatives: Form I . . . Ramona Douglas, Luella Hornan Form II . . . Reta Sproule, Margaret Watson Form III . . . John Lewis, Orval Reynolds Athletic Society ..... Fraser Howes Red Cross Society ..... Phyllis Boyd With Easter occurring so early in 1948 we found ourselves preparing for the At Home almost as soon as the Christmas vacation ended. In the midst of it the election of the executive for the spring term was held, this time by the regular secret ballot method. As a result the directing body often known as the Hubbardite Regime was succeeded in office by the Carswe1l Coalitionu comprised of: Page Twelve

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MY FIRST LESSON ,Twas the day before Thursday, and all thro' the school, Not a pupil was happy, not even Miss Sproule. And the lessons prepared on this Wednesday with care Seemed even more jumbled when Thursday was there. Jack's pupils were ready, all tense in their seats, As fear-ridden Normalites crept through the streets. To Queen Alex we came, and all in a dither,- As we cringed in the halls all our nerves seemed to wither. We knocked on the door which was labelled Jack Nichols , A moustache we saw - Reta said, Bet it tickles! The time was 1:30, the last bell had sounded For Fraser to name all the forts which were founded. V His lesson was smooth, and his manner polite, His procedure, We found, was just about right. Then at 2:15 hours Reta Sproule had the floor. Her first spelling lesson had ten words or more. Her debut, as well, was planned to perfection, And now it was time for my wee selection. But outside the door, there arose such a clatter- ' My knees, they did tremble - my teeth, they did chatter! I sprang to attention, and tried to look tough, When in through the door walked G. Leslie Woodruff, And not only him, but the principal, too, With F. Bertie Smitheram! - I hadn't a clue. As to how I should start, but my question, I think, Was, How many here saw a fly on the brink Of filling his stomach with cake, milk, and cheese, Or even a candy? - Will you answer, now, please? My lesson at last was over and gone, And so were the masters!-tYe gods!J-one by one! With many a shaking of heads, and dark frowns - That Weir fellow certainly failed! - Hope he drowns!', Jack Nichols, I found, was indeed sympathetic, And proved to be, actually, not a bad critic. My lesson , he said, Hthough it stunk to high Heaven, Might even improve with the next six or seven Years at Normal School , so I, without stopping Ran all the way back to the cloakroom, but dropping An ear to the keyhole, I heard someone say- That Weir fellow certainly did fail to-day! And so here I'm sitting in l-9-5-8, Yet finding myself for Bert's classes-still late! Now I Wonder how long they will keep me right here, For I really should graduate - maybe next year! -RUSSELL WEIR Page Fourteen