Saltus Grammar School - Yearbook (Hamilton, Bermuda)

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LEAVING Mrs. Dianne Sayles, who had been with us for four years, left at the end of the Summer Term. This was a reluctant decision on her part, brought about by her husband on the senior staff leaving to further his education in the United Kingdom. Mrs. Sayles displayed great enthusiasm and drive in all aspects of school life, often giving her free time to projects and music rehearsals. Her efforts were much appreciated by pupils and parents. Our best wishes go with Mr. and Mrs. Sayles on their return to Britain. HOLIDAY ADVENTURE One bright morning at U.C.C. (Upper Canada College) I asked my two friends Bobby and Andrew Mercer if they Nvould like to accompany me on my trip to Europe. They automatically answered Y s . We talked about it and planned arrangements for our plane flight. I then told them about a hotel in Geneva . . . (I had been there five years before while touring Europe).

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ROYAL DRAWING SOCIETY HANDWRITING EXAMINATION RESULTS, 1970 GROUP I, STAGE I Honours John Swainson John Buckley Brian Astwood Michael Lindo Bruce Gordon 1st Class Poss Dovid Buckley Mark Butterfield Malcolm Smith James Cooke Leonard Desilva Graham Collis Michael Anfossi John Steele Malcolm McBeth Ian Fetigan Paul Maddem Lawrence Trimingham Ian Chapman Glen Gibbons Gregory Stevens Warren Ford Donald Cox 2nd Gloss Pass . Niali Woolf . David Boddy Brian ook Eric Pengelly Stephen Dunkley Andrew Cooper John Waddell Sean Dill Paul Clinton Honours Philip Cooper Wayne Todd GROUP I, STAGE II John Greenslade 1st Class Pass Barry Brewer Glenn Clinton John Outerbridge Stephen Oughton Stephen Alger Tommy Gibbons Douglas Hi lien 2nd Class Pass Calvin Stempel Michael Dunkley Kevin Knipe Richard Mayne 30

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It was June 15th that day and we had about two more weeks of school. That night I figured out the price for the trip. I had enough nnoney for the flight and for the hotel, then, the next day I checked with Bobby and Andrew. They hod enough money so we began to make arrangements. The two weeks slowly went by, until the lost day of term. We journeyed to the airport and checked in. It was 1974 and we went on a Boeing 747. We arrived at Amsterdam Airport in four hours. Before going to Switzerland we were going to visit my grandparents. They were getting on in years, but still they came to meet us. On the way to their house we talked about school and family affairs. When we arrived we unpacked, but we only took out a few things as we were only staying five days. For the next few days we went sight-seeing, we saw the miniature city and the Johnson Wax building. The next day we left for Switzerland by train. In two hours we arrived in Geneva, and then a taxi took us to our hotel. On the way we passed a big fountain, a flower bed with hands to tell the time, and then a magnificent building by a swimming pool with high diving boards. We went a little further down the rood and turned right, the driver parked the car and took out our suitcases. We went inside and they ticked our names and we climber up the winding staircase. We were able to get a room with three beds, and soon we unpacked and put our things away. The next morning I woke up at seven-thirty. I went downstairs and had breakfast. I finished at eight o ' clock and went upstairs. Bobby woke up as I came in. To wake Andrew we threw our pillows at him. He woke up surprised. Later we decided to go up to the mountains. We put on long pants, long- sleeved shirts and windbreakers. Then we set off by hired car and arrived in half an hour. It was still early, with very few tourists about, so we had the cable car to ourselves. The frost had been extremely severe and suddenly the cab le started snapping. As the strands of the strong cable broke our cable car was lurched from side to side and the three of us were really terrified. We looked down into the valley, 2,000 feet below, and felt sick with fear. There was another jolt and it seemed obvious that the cable would not hold. We had one chance, and with o desperate leap we clung to the opposite cable. Fortunately we were close to a supporting pylon, and slowly made our way towards it, doing the monkey crawl (a movement we had learned in gym at school). At that moment there was a final snap and the cable car plunged down into the valley and crashed on the jagged rocks. Our hands were badly torn and cut and we were terribly cold. Help, how- ever, soon arrived in the form of a helicopter with a rope ladder. When we got back 32