St Catharines Teachers College - Compendium Yearbook (St Catharines, Ontario Canada)

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EXPLORING Anne and l are going exploring today. Anne found a clam shell. l found oyster shells. Anne and 1 found the green stones. Melanie came with her boyfriend called Terry. Melanie is sleeping with Terry. Terry said to Melanie let's get married. Anne and l said sham, sham. Karen Rienzo Cpupil of John Franklinl Happiness is . having your master walk into the classroom when you are teaching your best lesson for the week. ..having a dry road to walk on to the portables. . . moving into the new building before May. . .having at least lg of the teaching aids suggested by Miss Dundas. . . being exempted in all your subjects. . . getting a D in teaching and discovering it was a mistake. . . using the Discovery Method with more than teaching. Marilyn Matson

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AW THE MOMENTS OF TEACHING Who said teaching is dull? Those who have never tried, that's who! l'm sure that we all have been con- fronted with very memorable situations. l would like to share one of my unusual experiences with you. One week I taught a lesson about Santa Claus in different lands to primary pupils. We concluded that there is only one Santa Claus, even though his name and dress differ in various countries. Then l noticed one usually active boy who was suddenly ominously quiet. Following a suggested teaching technique, I asked him the next question. He completely ignored the question and stated very calmly, There is no Santa Claus shot down. Lucy Longo

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A kiss - a simple kiss - So sweet - so soft, So gentle and serene. Darkness touching Lightg Moonbeams dancing through the Night - One gentle kiss As two become just one. The world floats far below And All is in great ecstacy - Sheer happiness. Days and Nights fly by Unnoticed. And all Doors open wide. Such sweetness - ! Such sweetness, it seems, Cannot last. A soft 'good-bye', and all is gone - The heart in such great ecstacy A short time before ls suddenly plunged Into a burning Hell of torture - Misery wracks the soul. Uncertainty makes dizzy the brain. Questions with no reply Fill the thoughts. Love remains unanswered. And now only a dream of Hope remains. Catherine May Cool, meand'ring brook, Swiftly flowing o'er the rocks, Beyond the valley. Zenia Fedoriw