Pickering College - Voyageur Yearbook (Newmarket, Ontario Canada)

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ctivities new boys ' night HE RICH STORE of Pickering tradition finds no better expression tha11 on new- boys' night. The new students and masters in each corridor perform some skit for the older boys. Lower South, starring Doug Mawson as the Blupc Builder, took the honours. After the corridor extravaganzas, the old boys realized that there was work to be done: the annual scourge of snipe fHeterometabolous Arthropodaj had again struck the neighbourhood. After refreshments, the new boys responded magnificently to the repeated invitations to help stamp out the menace. It was surprising to see such ardent bird lovers as Heorge Benness and John Graham so enthusiastic in the hunt. High in hopes of winning the coveted reward for catching the first snipe, the little band donned old clothes and armed themselves with Hashlights and pillow cases and headed out. The inexperienced new boys returned shortly, exhausted and shivering. As a result of some rather poor organization, some ot' the more experienced hunters found it necessary to work on until almost three o'clock in the morning. Even then they did not. feel their task was successfully completed. The hunt did not proceed strictly according to plans, and there were surprises for every- one. I am sure all gained some experience which they will not want to forget. parents' day HE scHo0L COMMI'l'TF.E circulated early in the morning ejecting from their slumber those who saw no reason for rising when there were no classes. By noon, the many elaborate displays had been prepared from which the parents gained an insight into the many extracurricular activities of the Uollege. In the gym, a close basketball game between our Senior Prep. and Huelph was played and a gymnastic display by grade X thrilled all who watched. The Root of Minus One Club exhibited many weird and marvelous contraptions. Tuferily-fire

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It pressed on his eardrums and he could hear his heart pounding loudly. The prize! He scrambled to his knees and then to his feet. He noted indifferently that one shoe was missing: Forster ran to the tree and without hesitating plunged his hand into the dark hole near the bottom. He never heard the dry whirr and barely felt the sharp pain in his wrist. His hand jerked back and involuntarily rose to the level of his eyes. When he saw the two tiny drops of blood his parched lips parted to emit a scream which he never heard. He stared transfixed at the softly oozing blood. He could smell the dry, musty odour of death all around. He started to his feet with another shrill scream and stag- gered, half running, into the swamp. Scream after scream shattered the silence. His soft brown eyes were now distended and horribly staring, seeing nothing. He pitched forward over a root and with a convulsive spasm lay quite still, face down in the muck. A lone ily, full of eggs, buzzed heavily in circles and finally settled on a small scratch still softly running with red blood. Al sat in the cabin stoop and smoked thoughtfully. VVhere was that silly bastard? Had he run off? and m-ost of all What was in that letter? He felt a little sorry for that fat little slob. He took things t-oo seriously. A cloud of dust. down the road caught his attention. Perhaps this was Forster. It was the boy with the mail. He climbed down from his battered jalopy, white teeth showing up his back face. Hello Mistah Al he said, handing him the pack of letters. Hello Pete. You haven 't seen Forster hey? Nossir, o11ly one I seen to-day was dat Mexican boy Juan comin' off de swamp road. Sho has a nice sister that boy. Al leered in the manner of men who don 't want to be mistaken. It was a knowing leer that left nothing to the imagination. Pete didn 't seem to notice, but rambled on too bad she had to get in that fix. She tried to kill herself ya know. She got in trouble and her brother found out. Touehy people them greasersf' he said ambling back to his battered wreck of a ear. Twenty-four

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The Polikon Club display was, of c-ourse, identical to that which it has always had since it originated, because of glorious tradition. In the craft shop the latest products of our artistic ability were exhibit.ed. In the English room the Photography Society demonstrated the principles of their art.. A new issue of the Quaker Cracker was released for the event. In the grade IX and X rooms, notebooks and ink drawings illustrating mythology were displayed. Chaos prevailed everywhere, and in the laboratory in particular, where an array of apparatus popped, buzzed and flashed. Long John invented a device which tested your blowing power. It not -only tested that, but propelled water into the various people's faces. The parents milled about gazing for some evidence of the products of their offspring. As it was a community project, with everyone sharing in the work, few parents were disappointed. After the buffet luncheon, they assembled in the auditorium for the Dram- atic Club's presentation of Charley's Aunt. christmas banquet I Hr: FINAL mv of the first term had begun. Most of the faces carried a sad expression for at nine o'clock a bell told -of the commencement of the final examination. The greater percentage of the students spent the majority of the next two and a half hours in deep concentration. Lunch was advanced to I2 o'clock and most of the afternoon was spent packing, although the Senior Basketball and Hockey Teams had practices. Dinner, the climax of the hurly-burly day, was at six o'clock. Most everyone who had something to do with the daily life of Pickering as- sembled in the dining-room, which was decorated by the Prep to suit the occasion. Pete t'olgrove did a great job at the piano, playing his own versions of the various Yuletide songs while the whole school sang. Between songs, tomato juice, turkey, vegetables, plum pudding and fruit. were devoured, and washed down with coffee. At last, Santa and his helper the looked more like a grave-digger than Santas helperl, arrived with their numerous gifts directly from their home. Santa seemed to know just what everybody wanted, and wasted little time in distributing them to the deserving kiddies. He even brought three shovels. Everyone was worried about Santas health. They thought that he might lose too much weight before very long, a11d to have Santa in bed at this time of the year would be disastrous. The banquet was closed as usual with the singing of Auld liang Syne and then the Pickering yell. Twcmy-.six