Pickering College - Voyageur Yearbook (Newmarket, Ontario Canada)

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spring PRING. is when a little boy 's gambling instincts turn to marblesg an adoles- eent's energy turns to baseball and track, and when ai young man 's fancy turns to thoughts of love. To the farmer spring announces the approaching of a busy summer period, a11d that it is time to get his farm implements out and give them a thorough check-up. The housewife greets spring with the mop, broom, and dust rag. Spring certainly is felt -onee it has landed. You can see it, in all its magnificence, protruding from the faees of the young and old alike. One ol' the most enlightening sights of this season is the young mother who has had a baby in the winter months, and in the first warm spring day she has a ehanee to give the baby its first outing, gaining approvals and compliments from friends 'ind neighbours. 4 n Spring comes with the going of winter and its white blanket. Consequently, nature green grass and pastures are revealed, and once again we have promise that we will soon enjoy our good times at the beaches, our Sunday strolls through the woods, and the many other little big things which are so essential for happiness in everyones existence. A. SNIDER. distant haze And if I raise ing tired eyes The far blue distance shall begnile Ally thoughts to what just over lies Those distant mountains mile on mile And span the shining plain I will And rliinb a cool far nmnfntain pealf And look ana' looh' anal tahe my fill Of' distant beauty that I .seelf With haze of distance all around I can be free, to think, to see The beauty there is to be found And know it has been brought to ine. ALASTAIR Maonoxsnn. Seventeen

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prelude HE EVENING sky rolls and tumblesg great dark clouds, like mushrooms of sooty smoke, billow up into the heavens. The barometer needle has drop- ped below the card. The hills on the north are cloaked in a watery grey opal- escence, and the line of woods marches toward my window like squadrons of rumbling iron tanks, throwing up clouds of dust into the heavy, humid air. Even the window frame seems shrouded with a film of grey. The mood of nature has entered the room in which we sit. The lamps have become pale and are beginning to flicker. The smoke from our cigarette lies in wavering blankets around our heads. The very colour seems to pass from our faces. YVe are all afraid and sick at heart. We no longer have any faithh in anyone, in anything. In the far corner of the room, on my room-mate's bed, Alec lies sullenly. His feet drawn up so that his head rests on his knee, his whole body, face, hands, and form show the strugggle to understand what strains his mind, and hurts his heart. Propped moodily against the wall beside him is Lou Thompson. He is younger than the rest, and does not understand the depths of our con- cern. He could not understand. To him the future will be but repetition of the vague past. His mind holds no memories of horror. By my side, Ian Lewis lies on the bed, not knowing whether to talk or let our dead silence go un- broken. He has grasped the full significance of the past hour. His mind runs ahead in time and he is striving for escape from a hell, man-made, which he cannot avoid foreseeing. We are all young. Our lives have been pleasant and carefree. Now we must become men. Our futures will inevitably be conglomerates of brutality, horror and destruction. At tive-twenty this afternoon, the United Nations followed Russia's with- drawal by declaring total war. The sky is black. No moon rises. DUNeAN CAMERON dawn The piercing ery of some bird tells the dawn. The wtrithing mist-shape phantonis that adorn The sleeping trees and waters, bow to morn, And sinh: back into drowsy Eafrth.'s green lawn. Hail day, and touch me with thy fire. 0 sun, our planet Earthls relol sire. Awake, O pine and be my lyre. New clay you fill me with desire. Sixteen

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as you were UE sroon ivr THF: nooRwAY of his cabin and looked out into the warm dark- ness. He had just finished chopping some wood for the pile behind the small cabin. He liked chopping wood. It soothed him and helped him to think. The lights of Bill 's old Ford sh-one dully the car bounced down the dirt road. Joe had been looking forward to the barn dance they were going to that night. The barn had some red and yellow lights hung on posts around the cleared circle where the people were dancing. lfurther back some hay hung from criss- cross iron racks. A reaper threw a grotesque shadow on the near Wall. The other walls and the root' were in darkness. It was hot. and noisy and Joe was a bit drunk so he wandered to the door to get some fresh air. He shivered slightly as the cool air touched him. Fall coming around again-probably get some rain tomorrow. -loe talked to himself when he was lonely. He looked up at. the stars and wished to hell that he didn 't have to work what little land he had. When he looked down again a well dressed man was walking toward him from a sleek black car parked on the other side of the road. l'm looking for a Mr. Joseph Smith. 'l'hat's me mister, what can I do for you 'V' I have some important business to discuss with you, Mr. Smith. It appeared that a rich uncle of -loe's had died and -'Ioe was the sole heir. Naturally he felt happy and naturally he went to the big city. He bought clothes and two cars llc married a chorus girl and bought his way into society. There were parties and dances and a thousand things to do that he had never had the chalice to do before. The months whirled by and before he could stop to think it was SlllIlIll9l'. -loc was not a very introspective type but he knew himself well enough to realize that something was missing. All summer he grew more restless. The parties were not so exciting anymore and his cars didn 't seem as shiny. Nothing was as much fun as it had been when he first came into the money When fall rolled up Joe informed his wife that he was going to take a holiday. She was rather puzzled and wondered if he thought he had been working. The holiday was to be in the country at a dude ranch. At the dude ranch -loe and his wife established themselves i11 a small two- room cabin. Hut in the country he did not have the closed in feeling anymore e --he had time to relax. lt seemed strange to him that he had enjoyed chopping the wood so much. lt seemed to make clear thinking easier. fiiigfzlcen