St Boniface School of Nursing - Estole Fideles Yearbook (St Boniface, Manitoba Canada)

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DOROTHY CAMERON, NEWDALE, MAN. She’s up in the morning bright early And about her work with her ready smile; She comes off at night, our same sweet girlie, We know she will make her life worthwhile. MARGARET McKAY, CANORA, SASK. Busy as a bumble bee, Morning, noon and night, Letters, phone calls, stepping out, Fill her with delight. MARJORIE MANSON, NORWOOD, MAN. A bright, lilting giggle, And sweet, pretty face, No one can take Our president’s place. ANNE SIMAIR, SPRINGSIDE, SASK. Annie is a maiden Full of fun and jollity, To see her otherwise Would be a novelty. PHYLLIS MARTIN, MEDORA, MAN. A friend in need is a friend indeed, She’s quiet and unassuming, She’s always ready to cheer us along When our troubles seem dark and looming. CONNIE LEACH, INDIAN HEAD, SASK. Dignified, industrious, And wise, Yet mischief lurks In her brown eyes.

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Valedictory Today, May the eighth, is to most of us here a very important day. To us the graduating class it is the day for which we have worked and planned for three years; the dream day we scarcely dared believe would come true. To you, our parents and friends, it is the day on which you share with us a great honor and wish us luck and good fortune. The preparation we have had for our noble work has been serious and thorough, but as we pause for a moment to see in retrospect the three years that have elapsed, many pleasant and interesting events which may seem trivial to others have left us very vivid memories. Our first Christmas party, for many of us our first Christmas away from home; the donning of our new caps which sat like crowns upon our heads; the summer holidays when we were once again reunited to our families; the long hours spent poring over books to initiate our¬ selves to the mysteries that had to be understood to pass our qualifying exam¬ inations; then the thrill of receiving our blue bands accompanied by much im¬ portance! We cannot forget lectures and classes or our first day in the operat¬ ing room. All these formed the warp and woof of the fabric of our nursing education. Soon we found ourselves with yellow bands, a trifle bewildered, as we realized that we weren’t as clever and overpowering as we as cap-nurses considered other yellow bands to be. By this route we have travelled to arrive to today, the unforgettable day on which we receive our black bands, medals and diplomas and enter our pro¬ fessional career as graduate nurses. There is much to do in the field that lies before us, and with the eagerness of youth, we anticipate with pleasure the new tasks, the new friends, but we will always cherish the memories of our Alma Mater and of our student days. What have they done for us that we deem them so important? They have fashioned us from the raw material received three years ago, timid and fright¬ ened, yet eager girls, into the confident, happy women we feel we are today. You have watched us mature, you have helped us develop. We hope you are well satisfied with the finished product of these three years. Now we must look to the future. We are urgently needed, we must try to serve in the best manner possible. We must gain exprience but we must cap¬ ably use the knowledge we have already acquired. During the past years of war, nurses had marvelous opportunities in every field of their work. Now we may work hand in hand with other members of our profession as we help to maintain the peace. To the future students, the nurses following us, we wish the happiness which we had in training. We also wish that you may experience the same feeling of satisfaction and complete joy on your own graduation day. We will miss you and we will reminisce as each May comes upon us. We will try not to fail you, all of you who have taught us the meaning of this noble profession. Today we have reached the summit of our dreams. We must not falter. We must go on. Sisters, graduates and instructresses who have guided and helped us through these years, we thank you sincerely from the bottom of our hearts. Doctors who have given freely of your valuable time, you have had a major part and important task in our education, and you have done your part well. To you, our parents, love and thanks for the sacrifice and unselfishness by which you made our three years’ training possible. A special little “Thank You” to the many boy friends who have been most patient and understanding. We do not forget our friends and their kind hospitality. Thank you, seems so inade¬ quate, yet there are no other words to express all we feel. To my classmates, I would like to express my appreciation for the honor and privilege of giving the valedictory address. I hope I have expressed a portion of the sentiments in the heart of each one of you. I am proud, as all of you are, to be a member of this 1946 graduating class. IRENE E. WALLWIN. 10

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GERMAINE ALARIE, ST. AGATHE, MAN. If work there is any to do, You’ll find this girl sailing right through; She’s a peach of a pal, an all round good gal, But have you ever seen her in a stew? LEE HASKELL, LINTLAW, SASK. There’s no one like Haskell, She beats them all, Her pranks and her humor Are known to us all. KATHLEEN BATTY, HARTNEY, MAN. When work begins To make us glum, Batty and humor Soon make things hum. ETHEL McBRIDE, ROBLIN, MAN. She finished her training All in one piece, How did she do it? Will wonders ne’er cease? IRENE WALLWIN, REGINA, SASK. Diamond socks are her spe¬ cialty, Along with nights on St. Jos. But she still has time for frivolity, Music, dancing and beaus. ELIZABETH McCARTHY, ST. JAMES, MAN. A sweet little Irish colleen, Sunshine follows Where’er she’s been.