Sarnia Collegiate Institute and Technical School - Collegiate Yearbook (Sarnia, Ontario Canada)

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THE COLLEGIATE 4A .X real jolly class is .pX. When questioned they never say nay , We all are quite clever, Hut Hirt. we do never, XYe're glad on examination day. NYC have :1 snlall youngster named Cr Whose chief occupation is brag, He's head of the class, NYe're sure he will pass, :Xnd never is he seen to lagf ?l. 2-175 Our lQachel's the forin's shining light, ln class she's remarkably bright, The answers she knows, lu French and in prose. -Xnd her marks are a l1l2l1'YC'lUUS sight .Xnd there is our friend called Freddie His camera he keeps going steady, His snaps of the stalif, Sure niake us all laugh For Freddie never asks Ready? 1 lohnny XYav'horne's the lHll'llStCl'i5 son, . - D He comes in each morn on the run Miss Harris does hate To see him so late. But Hack says it's lots of fun. 1 Hugo Holland's just back with ,pX. That young fellow so sprightly and gay. :X short little holiday To rest from his jollity ls the reason he's with us they say. Hargrove's a sweet little lad, XYho really is not very bad But speaking of facts The way that he acts Makes all his teachers quite sad for mad Nulnky Reid's the athlete of .tA. He's in some kind of sport every day, But the games he delights in Are the one's there are lights in Such as hockey and rugby. let's say. Though -lerry's not an industrious lass. She's one of the best in the class: VVe're told shelis lazy, But about this we're hazy. And we all hope she'll be able to pass. A boy and a girl named Ray- One will work, the other will playg One very sad state- They always come late. But we hope in 4A they will stay. ffff' l

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THE COLLEGIATE Gord Ritchie is the smallest boy To every teacher he's their joy: ln athletics he's very bold. Also in swimming, so XY6l1'C told. llill Reed and lke XYoocls are very good. ln basketball they can't be withstood. llick Mathers. with whom none can cope ls Mademoiselle Scarrow's only hope. XYilfred Lindsay and Earl Law-- Of 2C thye're the He lla. I-But just the same they're darn good -:haps Though just a little dumb perhaps. XYarren Mcliay-he is our sheikg He has a new girl every week. Our john Lange talks with such heat l-lc has long received a front row scat. Chuck Kennedy-a Scientist smart Tackles the problems with all his hcart. The practical theories of Allen Brown Go through the school with great renown. The girls-we won't say much about them They must be here to amuse us men. The author's not much-it's only mc,- l'll let you guess who that may be. :k :sf :s: Boys of 3A. A famous trio have we, They are called the invincible thrce. Gough, lsbester, and Cook. You can tell in one look. That in classes they are all at sea. l'm a wonderful manf' thinketh Doc. And worthy of the old Strain Stock, Hut we'll forgive him this dream Since he's on our rugby team, , And his punts always count such a lot. 3? Now Copeland is called just plain jimmy, At first 'he' didn't act like a ninny. Hut now he has a girl, And his head's in a whirl, ' And that homework sure bothers poor jimnij Our Keith is a cute little chap. As clever as you'll lindbon the map. But consider his name His marvellous brain NYill earn him a Professor's cap. -lack Griflith is the class shiek, His hair is always so sleek, They say when he smiles, The girls try more wiles, Than the rest of them get in a week.

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IO6 THE COLLEGIATE Helen and Marion Brown, Are clever from the top down, Their homework is done, Still they seem to have fun, Their translations do all the rounds. There's Audrey, jerry, and Issy, Their lessons keep them all busyQ?Q They worry the staff, As they talk and they laugh, A And make the teachers quite dizzy. Garnet Hussar's our soldier brave, ln Greek he is oft heard to rave, He lives near the beach. He makes a fine speech, And to be a Demosthenes craves. NX'e've laughs and jokes and puns. On loafers and minister's sons: Of the latter we've four. Of the other much more, And a few that are son-of-a-guns. Now 4A is Z1 good little form. At us the profs. never storm: .lust what we can't see ls why it should be,- The want us to take chloroform! And now we must bid you aclieu. Though we've only mentioned a few, ln .LA there are many more NYho are known to have brains galore, But look just as dumb as any of you. J, el, J. O, fr -w 4- R- lt is twilight. a hush hangs over everything. The sound of busy trailic is subdued in the silence of the aproaching dusk. Behind the bars we stand, gazing wistfullv at the people passing free beyond. Patience-patience-- soon the bar will be let down and we two shall go free. Our hearts beat in excitement: our eyes shine in expectation. At last-at last the grim official comes our way with measured step. We gasp and hold our breath. The gate swings back. XYith a sigh of joy we step forth-across the gang-plank on to the ferry. La Grande Passion VVhat beautiful brown hair she had! VVhat a depth was in her be- witching eyes! This was the first time that he had seen her but already he adored her, knew that he was madly in love with her. He approached her. she glanced at him and--could it be possible that she also had found her soul-mate? Surely there was love shining from those wonderful eyes. He approached closer and it seemed that he had fascinated her for she neither spoke nor moved. Softly he stepped on her foot and his body touched hers. just for one brief instant and then the little field mouse with a squeal of delight dashed around the Corn stubble and thro' all the world he followed her.