Selwyn House School - Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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Editorial I remember boarding the train eleven years ago with twenty-three fellow passengers. We were confined to our own coach, except at mealtimes and other occasions when we were allowed to mingle with the older travellers. They would stare and laugh at our antics. but our coach conductor would always protect us, clucking over her youthful brood. Often, we cowered in corners when other conductors walk- ed through our coach, their authority seemingly stamped in the fiery gleam of their eyes. Through the windows, we could see nothing but a wall of blackness like the in- side of an endless tunnel. Our world was centred in our small coach. As the trip continued, our status changed. No longer were we the youngestg others had taken our place. We were allowed to move more freely inside the train. We knew more of the conductors, too, but we still had respect for those who had earlier watched over us and corrected our errant moves. We were especially awed by the oldest travellers. They materialized out of nowhere and sometimes seemed more friendly than our own companions, but they still had an aura of superiority and importance. As we progressed, our world experienced a profound change. No longer was it introverted and self-centred. Our thoughts and actions became oriented towards the day when our all-too-brief journey would end and we would leave the protective co- coon ofthe train. Now the light glimmers at the end ofthe tunnel. We few who remain seem to ourselves no less exuberant and care' free - we laugh at the antics of the younger passengers. The light grows stronger, and gradually the challenge of a new experience beckons: to see the world outside of our dusty windows for the first time. Our school yearbooks are a record of our odyssey. Through pictures and stories, they bring back memories of changing school life as our train continued relentlessly on- wards. In turning their pages, are we not actually turning time back? However, the assembly of such a time machine is no easy task. I would like to express my sincere thanks and appreciation to the Yearbook staff, and especially to Mr. Reid, for their many hours of work: efforts rewarded only by the satisfaction of capturing and recreating, in a few nostalgic pages, the spirit of ourjourney through the school year. Welcome to YOUR world of the past! Richard Small Editor -in - Chief

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YEARBOCK 1976 Editor-in-Chief: Richard Small Layout: Robin Rohlicek Grads: Simon Langshur Junior School: Michael Whitehead Middle School: Stephen Scott Senior School : Peter Oliver Literary: Alasdair MacAuley French: Mark Palayew Sports: Michael Hooton William Wallace Advertising: Jamie Turner Photography: Waldemar Bockler Art: Ross Nordin Staff Advisor: Warren Reid Al l H. . R. Q . .ui D6 :L F, I Q: A fd. 'Q' A5 !

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'Z HEADMASTER' S MESSAGE Dear Graduates of 1976, Some of you have been at Selwyn House for three yearsg others, for five, eight, or all eleven years. Now, as you leave, you take with you from this School an accumulated body of knowledge, many developed skills, certain values and memories - happy and some not so happy Qeventually time will erase all but the bestj. Equally important are the friend- ships you have made here. For the majority of you, the fellows with whom you've suffered through history class, with whom you've won and lost Rugby games, with whom you've shared a common grief, good laughs or the trauma of your first dance - these same fellows will be your closest friends in the years to come. In the increasing cynicism and impersonality of the World today, the trust, respect and affection inherent in friendships is a precious acquisition. Value it and nurture it! To all of you who go forth from this place , from all of us who remain behind - the very best for every possible continued success in the future! Sincerely yours, A. S. Troubetzkoy Headmaster