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

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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

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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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burial heats The Staff Reception ATE IN September curious students, aware that the year's first formal social event was imminent, sought information in books of etiquette but found their answers by consulting Miss Johnston. If any entertained misgivings in regard to social proprieties, these were dis- pelled by the atmosphere of sincere friendliness that prevailed on the afternoon of September 30th. For the occasion, the Staff had arranged a pleasant programme featur- ing an official welcome to the school by Principal L. W. Copp, a civic welcome by Mayor W. G. Ovens, a message of inspiration by Rev. Ivan G. Morgan, and two delightful solos by Miss Nicollette Humphrey. Following the programme lunch was served by members of the staff, assisted by their wives - Mrs. L. W. Copp and Mrs. F. B. Smitheram pouring tea. It seemed that no effort was spared to make each member of the new class feel genuinely at home in Peterborough. Student became better acquainted with student, practice teachers, members of the Normal School Staff, and friends of the school. From that day, P.N.S. became our school. -ROWENA LEONARD. Meeting the Inspectors g WICE DURING the year the Inspectors of the Trent Valley region met in the Normal School. On each occasion they were permitted to interview those students who reside in their respective Inspectorates. Many of them were able to greet former pupils whom they remembered as shy little tots starting to school or as High School Entrance candidates graduating from their supervision. All of them showed genuine interest in the classes as potential sources of teachers for their schools. On both occasions groups of students were pleased to act as hosts and hostesses by serving their guests that morning spot of tea . In addition, at the spring meeting, another group presented for the approval of the Inspectors a demonstration of the techniques which this class has been trained to use in teaching Primary Reading. If this class can continue to impress these kindly officials as favourably as they impressed each Normalite, the reputation of our Normal School will be further enhanced. -EILEEN I-IELSTERN. Quothe John Grylls - She may be only a gardener's daughter, but she sure knows how to plant her tulips. X Page Fifteen