Ruperts Land Girls School - Eagle Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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THE EAGLE 35 Grade X boarders. As we withdraw, how- ever, we have to be careful not to catch one of the ten wires which run in all directions from the switch in the centre of the room. CWe wonder about those blown fuses?D 4 Willie and Mugs Chow did she get a name like that?!J, our two redheads, are our next objective. We find them at home? CWhat! Not in the detention room?j, and as we enter,Willie says in a mournful tone: What am I gonna doo P 'Willie's hair has turned greasy and won'1i do right, and 'she especially wants it to .because she has a date. We see what Willie means, but she really hasn't any- thing to worry about, as she'1l use a dry shampoo. Mugs announces that she is hungry, but due to the fact that we're Grade X's no grub is obtainable at night. Mugs, therefore, continues cutting up Miss Speers' old hat, which was found in the trash can, with the idea of making a pennant with her name on it. We I :N f N, I A 8 - - u. - f-Jiffy, g JSM: iihfilitbi 4i'ii.+-M' :SVT 1 lx i ii N 1 N t ly' Ninn. Q Smitty and Looney Junie Cwe'll call her June for shortj' are across the hall. so we'll see what they have to say. As we enter, One Meat Ball Cexpressing Grade X's love of foodl, is blaring out on the gramophone. June and Smitty are discussing fin slightly raised tonesj their holidays at Yorkton. June is simply sent Cwhich way, I don't knowl, and Smitty, our quieter member and therefore class pre- sident Cwhich reminds me-she owes me 25c for that votelj is taking June's ravings as a matter of course, and at the same time, finishing up some forgotten harmony homework four prize musicianlj. By now Stardust is being scraped out on old gram, and we leave Smitty dreaming, and June trying to convince herself, with emphatic punches on her pillow, that even if she does go in for Our Gang and Mickey Mouse comic books, she still isn't crazy-and even if she is, so what?! Jers and Spencer in the room next door are sitting and singing in mournful tones one of our pet theme songs, Don't Fence Me In ! fthe other being Home Sweet Home D. We can no longer stand their beautiful singing CU, so we will migrate elsewhere. Well, you asked for a glimpse of the Grade X boarders, and this is how they really are. They have their serious side, but when they show it they are too serious to be like themselves. lk Dk Bk Who would be a day girl if she could be a boarder? We would take the boarding school every time Ctake it from one who knowslj. ' There are thirty-eight boarders this year. from Kindergarten to Grade XII, and all sizes from Elizabeth Nairnsey, of three- feet-nine, to Nancy Bridgett, of five-feet- nine. We have two juniors on the top fiat who felt quite indignant about being put there with the seniors. A girl has often innocently decided to walk down the corri- dor, only to get her feet hopelessly tangled in thread, be drenched with water, and have a waste-paper basket rolled into her, to complete the entanglement. The for- lorn girl looks over to the names on the door, and then she understands-dthose two juniors are just getting their revenge! There are twelve little girls in the cubicles this year, who have loads of fun with their dolls: one of these dolls even has a pram to sleep and be driven around in. Shrieks of laughter may often be heard coming from the gym or playground. First term, they actually put on a concert by themselves, which proved to be as enjoyable for the audience as it was for the performers. Every night from Monday to Thursday, you see about twenty-five girls stumbling down the stairs at 7.30, to the summons of that bell, and five minutes later you see them all at work. Later, as the or- deal draws to a close, heavy eyelids are propped open with pencils to see the various comedians in the room perform. VVe certaily feel as though we are living Cseeking the trudge our number of up to our motto, Alta Petens heightsl, each night as we weary way up the countless stairs to bed, after an evening of hard CPD study. On Friday night, you are apt to see something quite different: you might see some stooped creature coming toward you with a heavy bag over one shoulder. a box of Lux in the other hand on which is balanced, in vain, a bar of soap, which. much to the distress of the laundress, per- sists in fulfilling the law of gravity. .Another queer specimen of human nature might be seen looming ahead, looking somewhat like a hairy ape, but you realize, to your relief, that someone has just washed her hair.

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34 RUPERT.S LAND GIRLS' SCHOOL HOME EiCONO1VIIClS, GRADE X Who's got the egg beater? Where is the measuring cup ? Oh, Mrs. Peterson, I forgot to put the sugar in-can I put it in now? These are a few familiar expressions heard around the kitchen each Thursday afternoon, but through our troubles, mis- takes, and fun, all five of us enthusiastic- ally learned a great real about the contents of our foods and about cooking. We first studied the principles of food conservation, then we made a thorough study of the seven main foods-carbo- hydrates, fats, proteins, minerals, vitamins, water, and roughage. We then turned to calories-their values and number used in a day, and last of all we studied human digestion. Our practical periods have been very helpful. Our first concern this year was canning, pickling,, and jelly making, and we have used these goods in salads, tarts, and various other ways. We have made biscuits, beverages, candy, cakes, cookies, pies, puddings and other desserts, salads. rolls, and other things. I think that we should all be proud that we have been so successful in our attempts at cooking. One afternon in the fall we went out to the Manitoba Sugar Beet Factory and were shown'through the building and told how the beets were made into sugar. The atmosphere was rather hot and odoriferous, but I'm sure all the girls enjoyed this interesting excursion. We all want to thank Mrs. Peterson very sincerely for her invaluable help and patience during this year. . BILLIE BAKER. GRADE XI HOME ECONOMICS HE steady whirr of the new Singer machine pervades the busy atmosphere of the sewing-room. Sitting around in the chintz-covered chairs are the Grade Eleven seamstresses, some with a look of triumph, and others with a harassed look, eyes squinting and shoulders hunched, intent upon the work in hand, and determined to conquer the stubborn material which refuses to obey even the deft fingers of the sewers. The demand for Mrs. Peterson's assist- ance is great, but she is not an octopus. Consequently, sleeves are put in Wrong. seams sewn too wide or too narrow, and precious time wasted in discussing the latest gossip. We have had a lot of fun and learned much of interest in our Hqme Economics periods, especially the practical period, where each of us has fashioned a dress to suit her fancy. Mrs. Peterson planned for us trips to Eaton's Research Bureau, and the Home Economics Department of the University of Manitoba, which we greatly enjoyed. For our teacher's sacrifice of her own time and her interest in our progress, we are most sincerely grateful. JA NET KNONVLER. VIG-NETTES FROM BOARDING SCHOOL LIFE N the upper flat, to the left as you arrive upstairs, are four rooms at the end of the hall. This section of the build- ing is noted for its quiet CPD, steady CPD occupants-namely the eight Grade X's. The ,Rope-'Ps l..o.nJ Boa.-vJe.v LJ 'R. Nenhwun Let's glance at these model boarders for a minute. Dorkus and Davie are the first two we'll call on. Dorkus has just let out a scream Cwe get used to thisj and is sitting in the middle of the floor sobbing bitterly, as she re-reads, for the twentieth time, one of her purrfect love-letters. The weaping continues, so we look to the other side of the room and see Davie four model boardervj weaving on a loom Cextra-curricular activity-highly recom- mendedj, and pensively dreaming about the whole American Army. The room, you will notice, is immaculate, due to Dor- kus ' insistence that you put that back where -you found it ! , and also due to the fact, of course, that they are typical

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36 RUPERT's BAND GIRLS, SCHOOL The gym takes care of the glamour department on that night, and several girls may be seen there, improving QF their figures by playing badminton or deck tennis. Mrs. McLintoch and Miss McMillan have been very kind to all of us by run- ning around and obtaining remedies for our various ailments, and for all their trouble we are truly grateful. 'W'e will always remember the happy days we spent in boarding, and next year we will miss those who will not be back. VVe wish them good luck. and hope we may often meet to recall our experiences. PAT lov IGrade XJ and ELSPETH THOMPSON CGrade XD. KINDERGARTEN VVC love to be fairies, VVC love to be elves: VVe play we are giants Another is Mother, And then how the children All bother each other! And now we are Bunnies, And now we are Mice, And then into elephants VVe change in a trice! VVe are Little Bo-Peep, VVe're the King and the Queen, W'e are all Princes' daughters, The fairest you've seen! There is nothing too wonderful . lk lk lk May the stars in your eyes ln their brightness and love, Forever, yes, ever, Match the stars up above! -G.A. MY KITTEN ' My brother Eric and I have a greyish- black kitten. His name is Willie and he f 5? 1 f f' 4, ?Yl:','lf if f ,X i 4 , , ,A ,X , X! V 'Wi W R T lf f' ff ! ll f T T fi ! i f ' . fl l Q l A A f 'W i 'lla 4 Mx! ,lfflfflff X K Wire Q train! 5. l l , ' z 4 5: I x It W U T if We love fo be WX, X wo'-4 the km? ana Fmklzs AND 'nie Queen? ELVQS .L l -L-'- ri ' f ! Q is X. f f -S: N., ,mere Mile ' Swv'-if ,A 5s.Peev. , '4 v' And frighten ourselves! There is nothing too wonderful, Nothing too vast, VVe are all things and small things, The tirst and the last! VVe roar up the stairway, VVe puff and we strain. CThe maid on the landing Cannot know we're the train!! One says she 'is Father, is my alarm clock. Mummy and Daddy have an alarm clock, and when Willie hears it he runs into my room, jumps up on me and purs 'very loudly. Then I wake right up and dress for school. I love Willie very much. He often comes to school with me in our car.- EIRENE LANDON CGrade IU.