Selwyn House School - Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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SELWYN HOUSE SCHOOL MAGAZINE FORM III In Mr. Davies' Form Three, There are twenty seven including me. With Valois up at the top of the class, And Douse whom he will not let pass. ln gym theres Stikeman and Hebert, Tennant and our own Saint Pierre. Shaughnessy too is a gymnast, And Birks is one who skis quite fast. We regret that Caird leaves us this June, And LaFontaine's rockets don't reach the moon. Our class would be dull indeed without Stein, His iokes and work are always fine. Maurice lThe Rocketl is a hockey star. When teamed with Slcoryna, McMartin goes far. Zinman who is our goaler gay, Has stopped many a breakaway. In scouts theres Nixon, LeMoine and Malone, And formerly young Bassadone, In Latin Brown is coming along, And you'll often hear him humming a song. Ralston and Wright are best with the spoon, For second helpings they'll come back soon. Martin is good with a raquet, they say, He may be a champion any day. The Town gives us Hibbert, Brydon and McNeil, They've a long way to come to school, we feel. Our thanks to Mr. Davies here, For putting up with us all year. Websters the author of this rhyme, But please don't pick him another time. FORM II This year's crop of Form Two-ers Could be called a group of doers. They played and fooled as boys will do And through the year in stature grew. Some good students, some were poor, But none in standards felt secure. Their cheerful faces were often pained As work not done could get them caned. But with the work they had their fun, Games they enjoyed, and often won. A willing, spirited nineteen boys, With cares and troubles, laughter and ioys. Now of athletes, there are quite a few, Cobbett, Dench, and Ramsder too. Price and Brunton, Sedgewick, Pike, All the Sports these boys do like. Scouts and Cubs could have claimed none finer. Than big John Galt and Caird minor. Numerous scholars this Form II has Led by Laing, Vodstrcil, and Robert Diez.

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SELWYN HOUSE SCHOOL MAGAZINE Boys in the middle-we have four and three Brizon, Macnaughton, and Fialkowski. Now to finish with four-and this meter Grosvenor and Scott, Riley and Leiter. FORM IA The sun of the summer was gone, for six months, We'd all lust arrived from our claims To pass the long winter by wasting our gold And telling false yarns 'bout our fame. The day of the freeze-up, the last man hit town, A stranger, that none of us knew. He wasn't a prospector, that was for sure. We wondered what he'd planned to do. He struck up to talking with me and some friends, And 'fore many minutes had passed, Us fellows were listenin' to all that he said, And even had questions to ask He'd been to most countries, he'd known some great men And yet, by the way that he spoke, We didn't feel stupid, but rather, could sense His talk was for all sorts of folk. We nicknamed him Knowledge , ll don't think he caredl The more that he told us, we thought, And soon we were talkin' and workin' and such, On proiects from ideas we'd got. LeNormand and Brizon commenced a French class, And Stevenson, English, taught them. McConnell and Vickers and Richard Dobell Then formed hockey teams for us men. At Bill Eaton's store, not a book could be found, McMartin and Smith bought them all. And Norsworthy published a paper with Birks The Star of the North , it was called. And speaking of stars, by the way, if I might, Stu Cryer is drawing some plans To make, with McMaster and Galt and MacPhail, A rocket, from old garbage cans. And even now, movies are made in the town, The type of which we can be proud, Monteith plays the villain, who's held up the stage, The hero is Happy McCleod. As you can imagine, it wasn't with ease That everything worked, all thc same, But when things got difficult, Knowledge was there To solve any problem that came. We've packed up our kit, now that summer is here, And though our smart pal has left town, To see him again, as we wander along, ls worth all the gold that we've found.