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

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God made a nurse He made her heart, brave, true and kind. And like the mountain streams her mind As crystal clear, yet swift and deep As where its waters, rush and sweep. He made her hands strong, tender, skilled Their touch with His own pity filled, And gave to make His nurse complete, A sense of humor wholesome, sweet God made a nurse. — Thank God.

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VALED T ODAY, we will receive our diplomas as “Graduate Nurses.” This is a solemn moment that brings upon us the full realization of all we have received and for which we will always be grateful. It is a day from which we look back to what has been achieved, and forward, with ambitious hopes, to future accomplishments. Today we see ourselves, fully qualified nurses, setting out upon our career in the service of mankind. This is indeed, a landmark in the history of our lives. For weeks now the members of this senior class have been quietly and efficiently going about their duties, in spite of a growing excitement which at times reached such a degree of intensity, it seemed almost impossible to exercise control. Three years of discipline, however, kept us from forgetting the dignity that is an essential quality in a nurse, and so the urge to go about singing with joy was carefully repressed. As the days slipped by, and the passing of winter made way for spring, thoughts of graduation day became uppermost in our minds. Now that day is here and we stand at the meeting of a wonderful promising future and of a happy past. The intervening years between the first day of training and that of our gradu¬ ation have filled our hearts with memories which shall never be forgotten. Memories of the companionship of Residence life—complete with gatherings in one room to discuss the day’s events or to plan for the future. Memories of celebrations after passing dreaded examinations and upon receiving caps and bands. Memories of letters from home and the never forgotten holidays. Memories of Mrs. Murphy coping with our late leaves; of the class parties, Hallowe’en parties, and those given by the Sisters to brighten our Christmases away from home. There are memories too of a more serious tone—those of the hours of classes, of lectures and of studies—the months of practical work, t he whole course of training which has given the school we are proud of, the standing it has today. This training, we have received, lifts us into the professional class, and thus opens the door to a life of exceptional usefulness in many spheres of human endeavor. Some of us will remain as private nurses, putting into practice the bedside training received during the last three years. Some will prefer to prepare themselves for positions of greater responsibility, in specialized fields. There is an urgent call for nurses to join the Public Health Service. Reconstruction and rehabilitation is still going on in parts of the world and we, in faithfulness to duty, can help in the many adjustments to be made. It is good for nurses, as for others,, to broaden their experiences by travel, post-graduate courses, interchange with other hospitals and by contacts with other people and nationalities. Whatever we may be able to contribute to the common good will depend a great deal on our ideal of service and on our continued efforts to improve ourselves. As we stand here with our black bands, school pins and roses, we cannot help but think of the student nurses of the present and the future and hope that they will all realize a day, like this, so filled with satisfaction and joy. Because of the many memories, lingering in our hearts, we will never be able to say “good bye” to the friends we have met in training. They shall live on through the years with us in the pleasant land of souvenirs. This memorable day, however, would not be complete without those so dear, who have made possible for us our happiness—and so, to our moms and dads go our deepest love and appreciation. As your eyes shine, too, with joy at our success, our prayer is—may tha t light shine on undimmed and may the trust and confidence you have placed in us be realized in its fullest measure. It is with deepest gratitude that we simply and sincerely, thank you, the Reverend Sisters, the doctors, instructors, and graduates for your untiring devoted¬ ness, for your forbearance in our shortcomings and inexperience, and for giving us guidance which will enable us to face the world as “GRADUATE NURSES!” JUEL La VERNE KYLE. 14

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♦ t ELIZABETH BEST Winnipeg, Manitoba Life is just a great big happy joke When Betty’s at Joe’s with a nip and a coke. BETH BRECKENRIDGE Inglis, Manitoba Determination is Beth’s second name, She preseveres until she wins the game. HEATHER CARLYLE Winnipeg, Manitoba There was never a prank she wouldn’t dare, Our Heather, with the feather bobbed hair. (Heather, Heather, how is the weather?) MARGARET CARTER Rathwell, Manitoba When Dan Cupid shoots his dart It lands in Carter’s susceptible heart. CHARLOTTE CLOUTIER St. Boniface, Manitoba A natural blond — a lover of fun. Prefers dancing to duty. LENORE DeCONINCK Fee Spur, Ontario If at a fashion show you would like to be Connie’s wardrobe is all you need to see. MIRIAM DANA Winnipeg, Manitoba Freckle faced, with auburn tresses. Which Percy? — we’ll give you three guesses. ALICE DERENIWSKI Mikado, Saskatchewan Did you ever hear anyone laugh like that before? Derry is a girl we all adore.