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

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EX-SERVICE PERSONNEL Left to right: F. Morton, R. Weir, J. Hubbard, G. L. Woodruff, A. Whitfield. Ex-Service Men at P.N.'S. NCLUDED in the class of '48 are four ex-service men-Fraser Morton and Russ Weir QR.C.A.F.J, Bert Whitfield fR.C.C.S.J, and Jerry Hubbard fC.A.C.J. Although somewhat older than most students these four young men quickly adjusted themselves to their new associates and to Normal School life. Appropriately enough, their Form Master was Mr. G. L. Woodruff whose Army experience made him fully cognizant of the problems of being readjusted to civilian life. Perhaps the most difficult problem which these men encountered was that of forcing themselves to open books for the purpose of study. Having been away from academic learning for a time they found some difficulty in getting back to the old Uschoolroom grind . Early in the term these youth- ful veterans managed to overcome this difficulty. Soon they were able to keep pace with those classmates who had come directly from High School and whose education had not been interrupted. Each of them was happy to contribute his bit to make the Normal School year interesting, enj :gable and profitable. POETRY WITH EFFORT Sleep, little baby, oh sleep. Daddy's out driving his jeep. He's gone to get baby a doll. Good-night, go to sleep, that is all. -ETHEL GILL. Page Nl: eteen H

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The Christmas Frolic N DECEMBER 17th, in the spirit of goodwill to all, the students, members of the staff and friends assembled to spend the evening in holiday mood. For the occasion the Assembly Hall had been adorned in the season's gayest costume. Streamers were draped, Christmas wreaths were hung, bright coloured cones and balls gave brilliance to the room showing the purposeful nature of Mr. Munro's practical instruction in Crafts. For the lack of other entertainment, it seemed, dancing began as soon as sufficient numbers had gathered. No one seemed concerned that the stage was curtained or that certain students were not present until, during a lull in the music, all were requested to be seated. Then, the Drama Club fMr. Woodruff's protegej presented a modern interpretation of Scrooge's Christmas . Lunch was followed by the singing of Christmas carols in the midst of which who should appear but Santa Claus. Truly he seemed to be a right jolly old elf . Some marvelled at the personal acquaintance he seemed to have with so many of those present but none dared to ask how he learned so much about them. Everyone, even Mr. Copp, seemed delighted to learn before he left that there had been a gift on the tree for each. So passed the Christmas frolic -an evening of gaiety, music and good cheer. -RUTH WILSON. The Skating Party ADY LUCK beamed upon the efforts of the Executive Committee of the Athletic Society by providing them with ideal weather for their skating party. Most of the school gathered on that Monday evening at Inverlea Rink where, for over two hours, they skated happily. Adjourning to the Normal School they found the difficulty of climbing the hill undiminished despite the grace and ease with which they had so recently glided along the ice. But the rewards were worth the effort. In the school, hot soup, melba toast, and red apples were arrayed to satisfy the appetites generated by earlier exertion. To round out a most enjoyable event, music had been arranged. Thus a good time was assured-skating. eating, and dancing till midnight. -MARGUERITE HICKEY. Education is what remains after what you have learned is forgotten. Mr. Copp, at the Kawartha Club, I'd move heaven and earth to play this game properly. Caddie: You've only heaven to move now, sir. Wilkinson: As soon as I realized it was crooked business, I got out of it. Whitfield: How much? Page Eighteen

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Mr. Harvey A. Bonney URING THE TERM most students have become familiar with Mr. Bonney, the genial gentleman whose best efforts have contributed to the comfort of everyone using the Normal School building. Mr. Bonney's duties begin every day before most students awake in order that the fires be lit. Since his appointment in April, 1921, he has served the school as engineer. Born of Huguenot stock, whose ancestors had been forced to Hee to England in the fifteenth century, Mr. Bonney came to Peterborough in 1915. Shortly he became night engineer in one of the city's larger factories. Six years later he began his duties in the Normal School. Since then he has served continuously under four Principals - the late Dr. Duncan Walker, Dr. J. A. Bannister, the late Mr. E. H. McKone, and Mr. L. W. Copp. He has seen many changes in the Staff during his service, but only minor changes in his own department. Electric motors have replaced the steam engine for operating the ventilating fan but no automatic stoker as yet feeds the fire box. Annually he has shovelled on the average of one hundred and forty tons of coal into the furnace in order that classes might meet in comfort. During his twenty-seven years, faithful and conscientious application to duty has marked his work. Only twice, and for a brief period of ten days on each occasion, has he been obliged to remain absent from his place. Though not in direct contact with the academic work of the school, he made acquaintances with students of every year. He has enjoyed these friendships. This class extends to him the wish that, when his application to retire on pension is granted, he and Mrs. Bonney may enjoy many years of comfort, good health, and happiness. THE HUBBARDITE REGIME lt's twelve-forty on Tuesday noon, And plotting some new scheme ls a faithful group, now just guess whom: lt's the 'Hubbardite Regime'. Yes, here are Jerry, Orv, and John, Reta, Margs. and Lou, Phyllis, yes - and Madeleine, Ramona and the Frasers two. They meet in Mr. Woodruff's room And in discussion there Have planned most school activities- What, how, why, when and where. I move, says John, we have a dance, I second, Orv replies. ln favour? All. says Jerry, It's carried then, he cries. And thus they planned our parties there. For money Qft they yearned. But time for schoolg there goes the bell, The meeting is adjourned. -MARGARET WATSON. Page Twenty