Selwyn House School - Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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GREG THOMPSON Once upon a time, in a small forest, far away, there lived a fox named Fuzzy. Fuzzy Fox did not play with most of the other animals in the forest, preferring to frolic about on his own, singing and dreaming of far away places. Many of the others wondered in awe at the ease with which Fuzzy lept into many mysterious ventures. At times Fuzzy would disappear from their sight. It was said that he would patter stealthily into some covert area of the forest, taking only his silky, little mink friend along with him. But one day, Fuzzy no longer showed interest in exploring the small forest, he had seen every corner long ago and needed a more vast and challenging forest to fathom. and so it happened that one day Fuzzy disappeared. There was no uproar among the animals at his departure, but a few of the wiser owls regretted the absence of Fuzzy as a loss of the character of the forest. -Sean and Alex lf it feels nice, don't think twice. -J .T. JOHN TROTT After seven years at Selwyn House, academics, soccer, football, hockey, rugby, tennis, squash teams, and several extracurricular activities, it all comes down to this last small reminder of a 1980 graduate. John will probably be best remembered for driving around in the 'Boat'. Thank you Selwyn House, it's been quite nice. Here are my parting words: Verily I say unto you- Though thy mind be like a crypt, Thy soul like the cold stone lintel above, Thy feelings like the dead ashes of the pyre within - Cheer up - It's Friday. DAVID WILLIAMS We have known David for thirteen years, and have been through a lot together. Despite his lengthy nine year stay at S.H.S., he has managed to preserve a level of sanity through careful adherence to a policy of passive resistance, particularly emphasizing the 'passive' element. Meanwhile, his search for other such great tmths - specifically, the meaning of life and whereabouts of his physics manual - continues indefinitely. -D.M. and D.L.B.

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1, fi. 'AJ ANAND SAHAI How many guys do you know who can stroll into a room full of depressed spirits and cheer them all up in five minutes with a mere smile or pleasant laugh? None? well, then you don't know Anand. His ever-present cheery humour and goodwill will be drastically missed in the tired halls of Selwyn House. Anand is one of those people who represent a standard of class. We'll all remember him for his exploits in his twelve cylinder Jaguar or his Mercedes, his Lacoste shopping sprees at Holt Renfrew and his nine-handicap at the Royal Montreal. He'll definitely be missed, but the next time you're down and troubled, and ya need a helping hand, you'll hear a familiar happy chuckle and you'll turn in expectance, and he'll be there. Are you crying yet? Zeeeeeeeeeeeeeez ... -T,I, JIM SEATON Brevity is the soul of wit . Everyone knows that. People also know that I am not very witty. I suppose that I could say that I've enjoyed every minute of my seven years at Selwyn, but that would be a lie. I could also tell you that I was always well liked by teachers because I did my homework meticulously. Unfortunately, that would be another 'untruth'. On the other hand, I might say that the people I liked the most this past year were the guys in my grade, the grade ones and twos, yes, you Derek and company trying to sneak inside, and especially George, Pat, and Nina in the kitchen. Thanks for making my life a little more bearable. One parting thought: Maybe someday I'll come back and REALLY fry the motors in the Physics lab. One more thought: Old friend, I remember you... You used to take me fishing down by the wishing well, One day you threw a wish in, and we listened while it fell, And you made a wish ...' When the years are heavy, and my heart is growing cold, Well I wish when the evening comes that therelll always be Some old friend who'll miss me too -Chris de Burgh So now I'll leave you. Good luck friends. Adios a todos! CLIVE SPIEGEL During his eleven-year sojourn at Selwyn House, Clive has managed to acquire some fine credits to his name. Over the many years at the school, he has been involved in many school activities, including being skip of the curling team, a member of the chess club, manual training club, MOON staff, archivist on the yearbook staff, and so on This year Clive produced the grad play, THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST, and also starred as the imcomparable Lady Bracknell. Clive is best-known for his seven-year-old brief case, which he has now donated to the Smithsonian, as well as being the only eleven year veteran of the school to be in the same form room as Damon Kutten for ten consecutive years. We will all certainly remember Clive, not only for his accomplishments at the school, but also for being the only graduate ever to read Shakespeare voluntarily. I do not approve of anything that tampers with natural ignorance. Ignorance is like a delicate exotic fruit, touch it and the bloom is gone. -Lady Bracknell from Oscar Wilde's THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING ERNEST

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gf' 4-e' PETER YAMAMOTO Five short years ago, Selly's seventh grade was infiltrated by an assortment of notable rebellious characters. Within that group were the Itons, Gaults, Dungans, Hyders, Stuchberys, and Yamamotos. Yamo, qPierrefonds Pete, Yanem, Boto, Midway Man, whateverl never stood out among this group as one of the bigger rebels. He was the guy who would dream up the capers, then laugh as they were 'pulled off'. The guy with the calculators, clocks, and cameras. Nobody ever saw Peter as being outstanding. With the dawn of grade eleven, Yamo stepped into the forefront. Shaking off his previous image as a chocolate nibbler, he amazed us with his expertize at chugging beer, maiming L.C.C. running backs, and streaking around corners in his gleaming silver Cutlass. Now the year is over, Pete, still retaining his seventh grade rebel spirit, will again enter a new world. The difference this time is that now he will be recognized, not only as 'the guy with all the gadgets' or 'the guy with the beachbum looks', but now it has all come together and Pete will be recognized for what he really is: an all-around great guy. -Friends VLAD ZEMAN It was a day to remember - eight years ago a stranger entered the ranks of grade four - an infiltrator, a revolutionist and above all - a red. But the school knew nothing about this. It was only till around grade seven that he blew his cover. From that day on everybody knew about him. The real Vlad is a very quiet individual, but at times a killer. I've heard rumours about him that would - well I won't go into details., Beside Greg Clarke, he must be the only individual to skip three years of Physical Education without being caught. Vlad goes onto CEGEP next year, if you ever want to see him, you'll find him at all the beer bashes, not signing up for Phys-ed, and talking about the good old times over an easy drinking O'keefe. Good luck, Vlad. -a friend JONATHAN ZYTO When one thinks of Jon, the first thing that comes to mind is army-boy . Jon, or Sarge, as he is affectionately called by his friends, is not one of those guys who fits into any mold. None will forget his rather untender methods of telling someone how much of an idiot they are, nor his totally unorthodox song lyrics. Jon surprised all the mothers on the football sidelines, who referred to him as poor little number 28 , by smashing any innocent body which happened to wander through his safety zone. Apart from anything else, Jon was known to have the highest drinking resistance of anyone in the grade. He has counted many nefarious late nights out with the Black Watch and friendly Spanish associates, which usually terminated in his being forced to rap on his brother's upstairs bedroom in the wee hours of the morning. One could say without a doubt that Jon is the most memorable character in the grade. So next New Year's Eve, when you're looking for a great time, pay a visit to the Sarge, you'll never forget it. T.I. and A.S.