St Albert School - Aurora Yearbook (St Albert, Alberta Canada)

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WITH M R A IN MICHICAN Greetings from Mackinac Island of renaissance JI hope that S. A. S. is running as smoothly as ever. B efore I go further I suppose I should justify my presence south of the 49th. With Bill home this winter, the opportunity arose for me to take a little holiday. Such opportunities should not be allowed to slip by. ' I became interested in M. R. A. at the time of the showing of the All-African film Freedom in Edmonton last spring, so I decided to come down to Mackinac for a couple of months and then go home via Toronto and Guelph to visit my Uncle and some old classmates at the Ont¬ ario Agricultural College. I am having a wonderful time, a blend of education and enjoyment, you might say. The educational part brings to mind the good old school days when we studied ;he problems of the w orld in Social Studies. This is a fascinating place to study his subject, since there are people here from every corner of the globe and every :onceivable background. I am sending some literature in separate cover to give you in idea of what is going on down here. I shall be interested to know what you ihink of it. Would you please show it to Mr. Raboud also? I remember his deep loncern for South Africa, and I believe he would be interested to read about the [orce which is working behind the scenes to bring an answer to the situation. I wish you could see the scene before me. ' My window looks out over the Strait if Mackinac, which are frozen at present. The ice periodically breaks up and floats it into Lake Huron So the scenery is ever changing. We have a lot of snow and the temperature ranges between -10 degrees and 30 degrees. The fly in the ointment is nt it tends to be windy and that humid air coming off the Lakes tends to be, shall it say, chilly? Nevertheless, I would say that there is no place like home and I am looking irward to returning some time in March. WindrJ SI ow On February 27, a Minstrel Show sponsored by the Women ' s Institute was held in the high school auditorium, tfe had an enjoyable evening watching our elders perform. Some of our parents and friends and a number of the teachers of the three school districts were among the actors.

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TO STUDY FOR MINISTRY YJinnona Rogers, one of our 1958 graduates, has decided to study for the Ministry. She was accepted as a candidate by the Edmonton Presbytery of the United Church of Canada. In a ceremony held in the V. ' esley United Church, Edmonton, on Thursday, March 5, she made her formal dedication to the uork of the Church. Winnona is now attending the University of Alberta. She will be required to complete two more years there be¬ fore she goes to St. Stephen 1 s College for a three-year course in Theology. Besides her parents and friends, Vinnona had the con¬ solation of seeing at the ceremony of her dedication her maternal grandmother, I rs. V. J. Wilson of Vancouver. Congratulations, Winnona i We are proud of youi THE MIST 1-EKPRADLE DAY OF MY LIFE The hot July sun beat down relentlessly with a ferocity that left everyone haggard, exhausted, and defeated. As I lay beneath the shadow of a tall spruce tree, my imagination lazily pictured city children splashing in swimming pools, vacationers crowding the beaches, and then I wandered on to picture business men on their way to work after lunch, young and old making their way on baked sidewalks, struggling against the stifling heat. I suddenly wakened from my reverie and decided to relieve my mother of her daily tasks. The house was hot; so hot that it was hard to breathe in it. Mother walked outside expecting to find a cool spot, but everywhere the breeze was hot and heavy. The men in the fields sat on their tractors beneath the parching sun. making countless rounds, working the summer-fallow to prepare the earth for another year a This year ' s crop looked good; already it was as high as my waist, and headed mt too. The way things looked, I was going to get my bicycle this me hot day was not so hard to endure when one knew that sunlight would change the ' ields of grain from their summer green to the gold of autumn ' . And ' then the dark clouds began to gather on the horizon to bring relief to all! he breeze became lighter, and when four o ' clock ticked,a few r °P s ra n 3 P a er- d at the windows. Clashes of thunder boomed hollow in the quiet of the late after- oon. Long streaks of lightning lit up the dark purple sky. Soon my Dad came in horn the fields saying, That isn ' t rain, it ' s worse. ' „ Then the wind awoke in sudden fury, driving the dark clouds overhead. Thunder nd SghtSnglncreased, and then it happened. ' Hail! Hail that beat down merciless- v breaking windows, crushing garden plants, causing turkeys and chickens to scur •y’for shelter. ' For twenty minutes the frozen ice forms pelted down, ever increas- .ng in size until they looked like golf balls. As suddenly as it had come, the storm stopped. Y.lien we finally ventured to sur ■ey the damage, we found the grain there no more, but in its place broken, crushed iits of what was to have been a bumper crop. Within half an hour the wind had died down and the -heavy crlouds had dispersed, o the l!est the setting sun gave a faint red glow through the last vestige of cloud. . rainbow .ppoarod, th. r.in foil lights but the br » blawcool m