St Johns Kilmarnock School - Eagle Yearbook (Breslau, Ontario Canada)

Text from Pages 1 - 120 of the 1988 volume:

ben fKpj l n h ■ c eJCr id 7 o y 4 hstfe. °( a £ r- r r r Ji_£l CUC- V i j f j F -T d e 0 br -o A , t L ST. JOHN’S K I lharnock SCHOOL. After completing my first full year at the school, I finally feel that I now understand the scope and nature of the SJKS program. Portrayed within the covers of this book, readers will be able to see the astonishing breadth of experiences at the school. We have a fine academic program which is sup- ported by trips to Ottawa and Niagara Falls, two week im- mersion weeks in Quebec, and Geography and choir trips to the United States. Clearly academics are not restricted to the classrooms at our school. In the arts, we continue to ex- cel with fine Junior choirs at St. Margaret Hall and St. John’s Hall while at the Senior School the Kilmarnock Singers continue to give outstanding performances. In athletics, we know we are not going to win all our games. However, we did win CWOSSA championships in skiing and won the district golf and wrestling awards. Our girls field hockey team had an impressive 17 game season without a loss. In order to run such a busy, successful school, the faculty and students must work together. This, in my view, is the reason why we are able to achieve so much as a school. I congratulate the graduates for showing such fine leadership and hope that this yearbook will bring back fond memories for you. Mr. David Hodgetts Some of the words of our School Hymn, Glorious Things of Tfiee are Spoken, took on a new meaning at the sod-turning in May. As we sang, marching onto the property under dark skies stabbed by lightning, and in light drizzle, phrases such as “See, the streams of living waters” and “See the cloud and fire appear” didn’t inspire great confidence. The Honourary Perrin Beatty’s remarks later about water causing the new seed to grow were much more reassuring, and, I think, the more ap- propriate way to look at the weather. We all stand on the verge of a tremendous opportunity. I feel especially fortunate as I had the chance in 1972 to be a part of a new School, and now have the opportunity to be a part of a new beginning. Not everyone gets two such chances in a lifetime. We have accomplished alot in the last two years: site selec- tion and purchase, rezoning, committee reports, sod-turning ceremony, choice of prime consultant and architects, and the start of fund-raising. All of this has taken an enormous amount of time, and energy and teamwork from board members, staff, parents, and students. The thing that has impressed me the most is the teamwork. Committed people have worked together, debated, disagreed, compromised and reached con- sensus on important issues. Our ability to keep focused on our goal has united us. Much remains to be done in the next year: consultations, working diagrams, tendering, contrustion, fundraising and moving. All of this will take more time and effort and team- work. All of which brings me to phrases from our School Hymn again: “On the Rock of ages founded” and “Well sup- ply thy sons and daughters.” May I salute all who have given so much and encourage them to continue working together to complete the task: To stir into flame the gift of God. Sincerely, W.F. Langford. 2 JUNIOR CAMPUS 4 5 [Ars. Scott Rachel St, P erre, Sarah Shannon Cdnristy Schulte Pecip£ lor Grade 3 h Glr Is f) Great Y ar 1 G he 13 qtrl 3 A a + Wse tSaW Sure you jvux lhorou V luj -L bunny On d bitten Gut don ' t hamrni X threat teachers , 1 neat pc pcfi Sonae reat the nob some herbs sp(Ce5 Collect tlc em, (tor decoration) A dinner at Plr s . Scott ' s bouse fi 1 SUJims in the. Opr e ‘ An C jje ootme. loeeVend at Roctel 3 Cottage A trip t o £c auiford. _ahe fin excellent trip o Schneider Uouse AA until Smooth; add one che-rry CAT Up Christina Thompson EVse Cous iVieoa Kim Diuj jcm Jennifer Dutetj 6 ■ ' -9- at fm A? 0 ’ Mil ■ Rap it Why don ' t you listen To the rhythm? If you like it You can say it With ’em. Socks Thirty Dirty Socks Red socks yellow socks Making more dirty socks Jen ' s socks, Lisa’s socks Your socks, my socks Talk about a dirty sock Twenty dirty socks Green socks blue socks Just some more dirty socks Laura ' s socks. Christy ' s socks Have you seen my socks? Socks on the wall, socks on the floor Dirty socks walking up my front door Socks in your locker, socks in your bag Finding a matching pair is such a drag Ten dirty socks Pink socks, orange socks Really dirty smelly socks Kimmy with her sticky sock Why so many dirty socks? Brown socks, black socks Mrs. Scott with matching socks! Rachel and Nadia r ' hm P qW a nano tvAsY, feC ' irococMie- Jroonqe. £ ' a P u Poxv berry irown bear ' izaaor pecxr E ] ixe cxn L lanx • rutuure. Builders nt oppmj nloncj Yellow crocodile being juvenile Wait just awhile and Always wear a little smile, by Christy and Rachel What lives in lockers? 3 rotten oranges 1 good apple rotten moldy cookies 2 baby bel cheeses 4 very old bananas a gross looking pear 7 old lunch bags wet socks smelly shoes lost mittens homework. by The Collectors Would you like to live in a castle? Who would you like to be? The Lady of the castle or the Baron of the castle? There were no radios, T.V.’s or lamps so it was dark. by Lisa I think I would like to be the lady of the castle. I really like the dark so I think it would be fun. by Christina Recipe for a Great Time Take 13 girls, 3 adults, 2 dogs and John Mix with lots of snow Take through the woods on a ski trail Spin down a toboggan run on inner tubes Trudge uphill again - and again Warm up in the hut and fill with lunch Add 3 huge snowpiles Dig out skating trails Stuff with lots of good food Wrap up in sleeping bags Let sleep until dawn Repeat twice Don’t forget to add sugar Variations Pull behind a tractor Squeeze into a snow fort Blow up balloons and decorate for Valentines Eat a wonderful cake Punch a pinyata. Down in The Gorge Swishing and splashing and getting all wet Down in the Gorge. The best place yet. Slip and splash we all jump in Come on everybody! Let ' s take a swim! There was a water strider. Such a big one Lisa screamed while we had fun Around the corner there was a waterfall We said ‘Go’. Mrs. Scott said ‘No’. Mosquitos Mosquitos Mosquitos galore That ' s our tale of down in the gorge. Jen. Duley, Tara Hewitt Nadia’s Pond Christy, Tracy First we got divided into groups. Then we went on our separate ways. It was cold and windy. As we went along we collected flowers and plants. We waded in the pond looking for creatures. Nearly everyone got a soaker. Then we had lunch - our packed one and watercress and freshly picked fiddleheads. Then the sun came out. We went back for more exploring. Five of us went swimming. Then we came back, got into dry clothes again and packed up. We ate an ice cream cone with chocolate sauce outside. Mr. Langford drove us back to school. What a day! 10 Back Row, Left to Right: Pat Ayranto, Greg Phippen, Mark Phippen, Kevin Duffy, Joe Fort- num, Graham Bosch. Middle Row: William Mercer, Eric Porcellato, Brian Rombach, Thomas Rosendal, Nathaniel Pierce, Mr. Bastedo. Front Row: Isaac Scott, Trevor Pro- ctor, Ashton Root, David Robinette, Beau Bishop, Geoff Phipps. 11 Regan Blancke Katie Dobbie GRADE FIVE Katherine Donald Alison Radtke Meghla Ray Alice Robinette Selina Liu Jennifer Skidmore Theresa Liu Johanna Turnbull Amanda Woodhouse The Hallowe’en Party Debbie Ukrainetz, Amanda Woodhouse, Alison Radtke and Alice Robinette enjoy our delicious Hallowe’en ‘ Make-your-own-pizza’ Lunch. Everyone else is smiling in the background. 14 GRADE 5 GAZETTE NEWS, NEWS, NEWS . . . A Report on the Hallowe’en Play by Tori Johnson It was November 3rd when the Grade 5 girls put on a successful play. The play was called, ‘A Very Hysterical House ' . All of the actors were great. This play was about ghosts that lived in a house. A few days before Hallowe ' en there was a wrecking crew that was going to knock down the house and put an expressway through and another group that wanted to turn the house into a museum. It all turned out Tike this: Both of the groups ran out because the ghosts scared them and no one ever came back to disturb that house. The Grade 5 girls and Miss Hildebrand all helped decorating the room with sheets, towels and cobwebs on the furniture. We put on two plays, one for the Grade 3 4 class and one for the Grade 6 class. The Grade 5 6 Girls Bowling Trip by Terri Liu and Cathy Anderson On Friday March 4, 1988, the grade 5 6 girls travelled on a bus to the Fergus Bowling Lanes. The owner had opened the bowling alley for our benefit. We were allowed one beverage and one piece of junk food. Some people bought five or six things! We were also allowed to buy something for recess later on. People who were exceptionally good at bowling got strikes or spares. We had to keep score for ourselves, except for the check- ups of the mothers who came along. Strikes and spares were not usually welcome at the scoring table. Scorekeepers often became confused and needed the aid of a mother. Some of the mothers also played. It was fun watching them bowl. Everybody had lots of fun, including Miss Hildebrand, who is quite good at bowling. When we came back only a few people ate lunch. Everybody en- joyed the trip and if we could do it again we would! Oh Amanda, a day off school can’t be that bad?! AND MORE NEWS! The Beginning of Peanut Butter’s Life by Alison Radtke and Alice Robinette One cold Thursday afternoon, a woman named Miss Hildebrand came into the Kitchener Pet Store that I’d been living in for the last two months. To my surprise she came right over to my cage and looked me straight in the eye. She put her hand in my cage and lifted me out gently. She put me in her arms and she petted me. Then she put me back in my cage and I felt that she didn ' t want me. She lifted up my cage and took me to the cash register! I waited for five minutes while she signed the bill. “I want to get out of here!’’ I yelled but no one heard me. Bump, bump, bump. I was in the back of Miss Hildebrand’s car, was it bumpy! Then all of a sudden I heard someone talking and then it all went fuzzy. I heard Miss Hildebrand say, “Oh, what happened to my radio? After that there were a lot more Oh no ' s” but finally we reached her apartment. She carried me in and gave me some food. Yum, yum. She sat my cage on the table and I went to sleep. The next morning there was another bumpy ride. We arrived at a building and she started talking to me. Hey little hamster, this is the school you’ll be living in. Come on,” she said. “Come on? For goodness sakes I’m in a cage!” I said to myself. She carried me in and put me on a desk. Then I heard voices. This is what they were saying; “Yo Alice!” “Ya Alison, I see it. It’s so cute.” Then everyone started crowding around me! I finally felt that my life was really beginning. AND NOW FOR SOME FUN by Linnie Liu and Kathy Donald Figure out the clues and take the letter that they ask for. Mix these 14 letters around to find the phrase. 1. Find out what state in the U.S.A. is called the Lone Stat State. Use the fourth letter. 2. Find the French word for ' wine grower’. Use the ninth letter. 3. Find the country that Aguasclientes is in. Use the fourth letter. 4. Find the name of the country called ‘Down Under’. Use the ninth letter. 5. Find the French word for ‘leopard’. Use the first letter. 6. Find the French word for ‘napkin’. Use the first letter and the ninth letter. 7. What kind of pudding do you eat with roast beef? Use the third letter and the fifth letter. 8. Find the French word for ‘wafer’. Use the first letter and the fourth letter. 9. What country are the Porcupine Hills in ' ? Use the first letter and the fifth letter. 10. Find out what state Montpelier is in. Use the first letter. Find the Phrase Sunset - by Alice Robinette Going down the sea Golden ring around the blue sky Good-bye to the sun H A I K U Bluebells - by Alison Radtke They are brilliant blue Swaying in the gentle breeze What a pleasant sight. Mountains - by Linnie Liu Cliffs hanging over Rocky ledges everywhere Touching horizons Rocks - by Jenni Fortnum Rough, smooth, big, little Ugly, pretty, slippery Mossy, dirty rocks i Clues for the Seating Plan Logic Puzzle by Terri Liu The Grade 5 girls have changed their seating plan. There are 13 people to fill in. Each arrow stands for one person. Jenni F. sits to the left of Johanna. Miss Hildebrand sits by herself. Regan and Miss Hildebrand sit back to back. Kat sits across from Jenni F.. Kat doesn’t like it when Lin- nie peeks at her work and she has to cover her work with her left hand. Amanda sits to the right of Regan. The two left-handed people sit at the end of two of the tables. Their initials are T.L. and A.R. Alice Robinette is not left- handed. Katie sits across from Regan. Alice enjoys opening and closing one of the doors even though she is not the closest to the door. Meghla likes facing the window. Tori sometimes bumps Johanna when she moves her chair back. Jennifer always has her back near a window. VflMDOW GRADE FIVE dsA Tim Buchanan Cs I Kevin Graham Michael Noonan George Cobham AJA Michael Heeley Rajiv Kaushik dLkJk i Craig Pitman AuA Joey Cunningham Michael Holloway - ' Ki � ALA Peter Mansson Graham Singh Brooke Thiessen Yakub Hyzyk Edward Mercer MsJk Alex Short 17 FORESTS by Jakub Hyzyk Inside the forest people see the robin, the deer and the rabbit So why with all these gentle creatures are we cutting down all the trees? To make new land to make our homes it’s such a shame that we refuse to live without destroying the forests. Pollution by Jakub Hyzyk “Why mommy?” asks a small child, “are there no little animals any more?” “They have all moved away.” If only we could see the world through the eyes of a child. A huge, beautiful place full of brilliant colours, a place to make friends and play with animals. So why do we pollute and cause acid rain? We are killing nature for our comfort. Is it worth it? Budding Scientist THE BLACK STALLION by Walter Farley The main characters are Alec Ramsay and The Black Stallion who is a very wild Arabian horse. The story takes place on an island off the coast of Portugal and in the State of New York in the 1930’s. The problem is that Alec and the Black Stallion get shipwrecked on an island off the coast of Portugal. There Alec helps get the Stallion free from the halter and the Stallion kills a rattlesnake that tries to bite Alec. Alec makes friends with the Black and learns to ride him. Then a ship comes and rescues them both and takes them back to America. Back at home, Alec meets his old friend Henry Dailey, (a historic jockey and trainer). He helps Alec to train the Black and teach him to race. Alec rides the Black in a race at Belmont against Cyclone and Sun Raider, two famous racehorses. Alec and the Black win the race and break a world record. by Edward Mercer June 14, 1988 Lunch Time 18 The Gorge Run! The Gorge Run was about to start. I was stand- ing on the line and when the whistle blew, every- body started. Finally the message got to my head. I started to run as well. I wasn’t that far from being the last person. When I got into the woods, my pace pick- ed up. I moved from almost last to about the mid- dle of the group. I got to the spot where the swamp is and I stopped running and walked across the bridge over the swamp. Since I walked across the bridge I ran up the hill to the left of the swamp. That brought me back up to the middle position. When I started down the hill I picked up some speed. I went around the corner and tried to keep a steady pace. I went around the circle and I was back to where I was at the end of the hill. I kept the same pace going up the steep hill as I had kept on the even ground. After I was up the hill I went down another. I was back at the swamp and started walking across the bridge. I was running harder than ever because I was near the end of the run. It was exciting. I passed some people who used to be well ahead of me. I was past the finish line. I didn’t come in first but I wasn’t near the end either. by Michael Holloway Recess Thoughts If the 13th and 14th of June were to arrive in 1989 with the iden- tical climatic conditions as this year, they would be the dates selected for our next Rockwood Trip. The skies were sunny, the temperatures were in the 30’s and a gentle breeze reduced the six legged animals to manageable populations. The Rockwood Park overnight trip is always a topic of conversa- tion in the grade 4 and 5 classrooms during the month of June, but this year the grade 3’s were also able to participate. Would the younger lads be able to enjoy the rigors of camplife and the host of problems that being away from home can bring? Of course they could. The swimming hole was the focal point of our activities this year but there were other items on the agenda if one tired of the water. Fishing for trout and catching Rock bass quickly reduced our night crawler numbers, even though none of our catch made it to the fry- ing pan. An afternoon wander to the potholes and caves gave bud- ding geologists a chance to test their knowledge and spelunkers an opportunity to weaken their flashlight batteries. Rockwood. A wonderful way to bring a good year to a close! Rockwood File Friends 19 EN FRAN AIS, S IL-VOUS-PLAIT . . . Malade ou Ivre? Les Plongeurs L’lncendie II y a un incendie dans le restaurant “Chez Marie Evans.” M. Law regarde l’incendie et il telephone a la caserne de pompiers. Sa fille dit, “Regarde! Ou sont les pompiers?” Quelque minutes plus tard, un camion rouge arrive a “Chez Marie Evans”. Une passante avec un velo crie, “Un incendie! Mon Dieu!” Les pompers crient auz enfants, “Ne touchez pas la flammes! Xls brulent!” “Vous etes courageux,” dit Marie. “Mon restaurant!” “Et vous portez des uniformes!” crie Sylvie. “Et les cas- ques!” dit Jenny. II y a beaucoup de fumee. Avec des lances, les pompiers arrosent les flammes. L’eau ar- rete 1’ incendie, et maintenant les flammes ne sont par la. Jessica Liu, Grade 6 Kame le Chameau! Les plongeurs sous-marin sont a la plage. Ils preparent a plonger. Ils portent une montre au poignet parce que c’est tard. Ils aiment nager. L’homme attache ses palmes. J’aime nager dans la mer en ete parce que j’aime Lexercice. J’aime plonger, mais je n’aime pas nager sous l’eau parce que l’eau peut entrer mon nez! Michael Seringhaus, Grade 6 °|-ff s M0TS CZCH E5 fpAZ ' Hmt El ANS w Q N V G r L L fc s Z X L u M £ t L X w y. £ V. G T Ct C V A R X .A 1 Jd c p N p A D T p B R A y C vJ 6 P 0 VJ Y a R r £ s z w A A H 5 I 7 L 5 T M £ a i T s S £ M £ T £ M e P P D w 4 V U G T 3 p £_ P R H p 1 C £ A p p w £ 3 P R 4 u 3 £ a pi B p t s L u P k P (A r F r I L R U p A T R t £ 0 R IV H F £ P A P c I i_ J 0 1 0 E C F P P N k L i Ir L d a JL £. p c T F n • | r i U J V 1 E C- M 5 A L R T s w c. D N w c H G- p I F 3 T u 0 T M t b W k B o lA H £ £ y M P A k t b _LL V T c T o X R F ? H c 0 A w 1 U _D_ u L r 0 M K L_ 1 G ' hes 11 C I aad c 1 3 . A- Yvette Pane Cl ed il U. P£ 1 1 ppc MuM 5 So n A Metre” 6. Laa e IE cole 7. h ' G-UCj Vicdoif e It 17 « F i an c ' c Da n i e 3 c an q. Rorre Robert Iff zd. Flare Un True Drole II vous faut: un sac de plastique opaque oil vous mettez un raisin sans peau, une eponge mouilee et une saucisse crue. Mettez toutes les choses dans le sac et refermez le laissant un espace pour la main. Dites a la personne que e’est un oeuil de geant, un cerveau de dragon et un doigt de sorciere! David Houston (7) Un gargon arrive a la maison. II revient de chez le docteur. Son frere lui demande pourquoi il est deprime. “Le docteur m ' a dit de prendre ces pilules pour le reste de ma vie.” Son frere dit, “Pourquoi es-tu deprime?’’ “Parce que le docteur m’a donne seulement quatre pilules” George Cobham (5) 1. Un dessert favorifait de pommes 2. Moyen, saignant, ou bien cuit 3. II porte sa maison sur son dos 4. Un hors-d’oeuvre au fruits de mer 5. Un poisson fume 6. Une soupe chinoise 7. Doux couler goutte a goutte 8. Une tarte aux oeufs et au fromage 9. La salade des empereurs 10. Les oeufs de poisson 1. Tarte aux pommes 2. Bifteck 3. Escargots 4. Cocktail aux crevettes 5. Saumon fume 6. Soupe de chaud et aigre 7. Filet mignon 8. Quiche 9. Salade Cesar 10. Caviar Darren Wong and Kevin Judge Quel heure est-il quand un elephant s’asseoit sur la cloture? C’est l ' heure d ' obtenir une nouvelle cloture! James Walworth (7) Quelle fete est-ce? 1. Un lapin donne des petits oeufs? 2. Les enfants disent “True ou Traite”? 3. Une fete de Chine en fevrier? 4. Nous donnons des cartes avec des coeurs? 5. Nous fetons notre pays? Terri Liu (5) Un jour typique a St. John’s pour une fille de 8eme 1 . Premierement tu te leves et vas a la salle de bain et tu prends une douche. 2. Apres la douche, tu seches tes cheuveux et tu le maquilles. 3. Puis tu mets ton uniforme. 4. Puis ta mere te fait monger un gros petit dejeuner et tu penses que tu vas etre en retard pour l’autobus. 5. Tu arrives a l’arret de l ' autobus, tu attends la pour 2 heures. II pleut torrents et tes cheuveux sont droits et trempes. 6. Quand l’autobus arrive finalement, tu trouves que l ' autobus est tombe en panne. Tu es tres fachee et tres fatiguee. 7. Quand tu rentres a l ' ecole, Mme Speed te dit de laver ton visage parce-que ton mascara est tout partout sur ton visage. 8. Puis tu vas a tes classes et tu es en beaucoups de trouble parce-que tous tes devoirs son mouilles. 9. Apres tout ga tu dois marcher touts la route au frangais. En route tu es ecrasee par un auto qui est pleine de droles d’oiseaux! 10. Apres tout ga notre professeur de frangais nous dit que nous devrons faire un article pour le bulletin. Mon Dieu! Le jour est seulement a demi fini! Karen Hambly, Sarah Donald (8) 21 Stephanie Bailey Jenny Cairns Mary Evan Cathy Anderson Alison Lewis Julie Munsch Jessica Liu Heather Skrinda Rachelle Mares Clodagh Wilcock 22 tn 0 53 O MULTICULTURALISM In November we were studying multiculturalism and what it had to do with us as Canadians. At the beginning of December we had a “Multicultural Lunch” which we had all looked forward to for weeks. Each girl had to bring something from their country or origin to share with everyone else. As a lot of us had a British background, we got our fair share in English pastries; shortbread, welshcakes, streudles and jam were on the menu. Veal, bread, and fish and chips were also part of the feast. The meal was Potluck so we didn’t know what the other girls were bringing. We ended up with ninety percent deserts and pastries, and about ten percent main course. But it was fun trying new foods . . . until we had to clean up! By Cathy and Jessica Est-ce que tu veux une maison a Waterloo avec quatre salles de bain, six chambres, deux ordinateurs, et me l’oublie pas! un court de tennis vert, prive et blanc. Si tu dis “oui” j’ai une place pour toi CHEZ LUI En hiver le court de tennis gele et tu peux patiner. Derriere la maison il y a une colline pour faire du toboggan. Pour le ski alpin, Chicopee est a 15 minutes en auto. Au printemps il y a les belles fleurs dans le jardin; les jonquilles, les tulipes, les lis. Les oiseaux chan- tent. Il fait frais dehors et tu peux y jouer. If fait chaud en ete et tu peux jouer au tennis et faire un pique-nique. Mange les sandwiches, les fruits . . . c ' est formidable! En automne, joue! pas travaille! dans les feuilles parce que nous avons des jardiniers. Marche sur l’avenue . . . c’est fantastique! m ms gjbw MSP (7D o 0 X X Peux JOUl-5 i.235 ' line semcunl. .HOP ' Un Mois ....... .4 IW.DC Un Wee. S iQflOQ ' W jo e_a. Pdf. id Vlu 23 My Home Zoom! goes my rocket ship up to some far off land. Crash! goes my mom’s best dish a sinking ship to the sand!!! Slap! goes my mother’s hand. Boy, my hind is really tanned. Ouch! goes my baby sis squeezing her ’tatoes hard. Clash! goes my father’s cup down to the floor to land. Slap! goes my mother’s spoon on the back of her hand!!! And so goes another day of Brush your teeth! and wash your face! Blow your nose and clean up that place! Boy home is a HECK-tic place!! by Heather Hmm! What Is It? Sweet, sticky, sugary, popping, pink. By Jenny Buttery, bumpy, salty, crunchy, white. By Krista Moist, airy, fresh, silent, graceful. By Sylvia Bitter, sticky, minty, squishy, golden. By Nancy Sweet, solid, pleasant, crunchy, fruit. By Julie Sweet, sticky, cottony, soft, pink. By Mary Jump! Spring The wind rustles throughout the trees With a sweet-smelling breeze, The flowers grow and bloom When on the lake, glides a loon. Cartwheels, handstand and summersaults Go the girls, without any faults. Pretty soon summer will come, But I will enjoy now that Spring has begun. By Julie Another Math Test! Model Houses pno|j ‘ujoo -doj •uingaiqqne :SB3A SNV ' fp UB D uowo ‘dodiuoi ‘snio 24 GRADE 6 BOYS Steven Barnhart f Corey Bellehumeur Greg Boa , Corey Hackett Derek Holloway f ttJt Graeme Irwin Jamie Lunney Scott Nudyk Michael Seringhaus f i r John Shipman tnii M Greg Skafte Michael Slavniek Chris Wilkinson David Wycoco Clifton Johnson - Absent Dan Walworth t „ Harmut Weiss m Andrew Wilcock 25 GARLIC BREAD Garlic bread in the oven looks Sherical, Saffron, It sizzles. Softens. by Steven Barnhart CATS Cats in your arms feel. Soft, Small; They snuggle, Settle. by Derek Holloway MEMORIAL The Vietnam Memorial In the ground seems Hallowed, Honourable; It hurts, Haunts. by Corey Hackett GRAVEYARDS Tombs, grey. Uneasy, steeple. Desolate, gravestones, Remembering people. by Michael Seringhaus WE WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER Steven Barnhart for “Is this a test?!” and “Ew, I don’t like that.” Graeme Irwin as Creepy Crawly Greg Skafte for his innovative graces. 26 HAWKS RUBBER TIRES TEACHERS Hawks, Soaring, sailing. Gliding, alert, wild, Always ready to strike. Hawks. Rubber Tire, Bouncy, black, Round, hard, hollow. Always full of air. Rubber Tire. Teachers, Persistant, demanding, mean, precise, intelligent. Always on my case. Teachers. by David Wycoco by Greg Skafte by Dan Walworth THE GUYS AT LUNCH SPORT SOCKS Tales, Tell, Tirelessly by Graeme Irwin Sport Socks, Salty, sweaty. Soaking, tight, greyish-white. Hard to take off. Sport socks. by Greg Boa OLYMPIC GAMES HAIR Crowds, cheering, Athletes, bold. Anthems, playing, Metals, gold. by Michael Slavniek Hair, Droopy, tangly. Twisty, bendy, clumsy. In some cases inhabited. Hair. by Graeme Irwin MUSIC AT S.J.K. The Symphony On Thursday, February 25th, the junior school departed from Elora to go to the Centre in the Square in Kitchener to hear a concert per- formed by the Kitchener-Waterloo Symphony Orchestra. The programme planned was: Also Sprach Zarathustra by Richard Strauss; Leonore Overture No. 3 by Beethoven; Oboe Concerto in C Minor by Marcello; New World Symphony by Dvorak; Star Trek Theme by Goldsmith and Simeone; Canon by Pachelbel and The Planets (Mars) by Holst. The conductor was Boris Brott and the special guest speaker was the first Cana- dian Astronaut in space himself, Marc Garneau. We were disappointed when the orchestra did not perform Pachelbel’s Canon, but we enjoyed the concert anyways. We were shown a film about when Marc Garneau was out in space. There a few amusing parts like when Marc Garneau and the people who accompanied him went around the spaceship playing ‘space-tag’. Or when a friend asked Marc to pass the bread and he threw it as well as he could and it floated over. We enjoyed it immensely and we hope to return to the Centre in the Square next year for another performance. By: Linnie Liu and Katherine Donald Grade 5 by Heather Skrinda CHAPEL CHOIR GIRLS Warming up for Evensong CHOIR TOUR ' 88 BOYS CHAPEL CHOIR On Monday April 4, 1988 the Boys’ Chapel Choir embarked on a week-long tour of the Washington-Philadelphia area. After bidding our parents a farewell, we all boarded the bus. One minute later the parents were on the bus bidding another farewell. We finally closed the door, with parents banging on it, having second thoughts about letting their dear sons go. At 9:30 we pulled away from the school. Just before leaving, Niall Martin realized that his glasses needed some professional care. At 1 1: 15 we were flagged down on the Q.E.W. just before the border by Niall ' s father, who had driven to Guelph, had repairs made and raced against time to catch up. As if that weren’t enough excitement, that afternoon we had a prob- lem with one of the bus’s back rims and then, a front rim which involv- ed stopping for an hour each time. However, dinner at Eddie ' s Truck Stop Diner was great! Finally we rolled into Harrisburg, Penn sylvania ' s capital, at 10p.m., two hours late. The next day we arrived in Washington D.C. and under Mr. Edison ' s expert direction toured the major sights of Washington’s Mall, including the Aeronautics display of the Smithsonian Institute and the Washington Monument during the season ' s first heat wave. That night the boys stayed in the kitchenette suites of the Quality Inn in Washington (while the organist and choir director enjoyed the com- forts of an average room!) Next morning we stopped at Arlington Cemetery where the graves of war veterans and John F. Kennedy are located. We then looked at the Vietnam and Lincoln Memorials before heading for Old St. Paul’s Church” in Baltimore. We sang a Midday Eucharist before a short tour of Baltimore’s harbourfront. Then it was on for 2 days in Philadelphia. On a rainy morning we sang a concert at “Christ C hurch Philadelphia celebrated Gary Ram ' s birthday at lunch and were taken on a tour of Historic Philadelphia by Reverend Gary Nicolosi, whose invitation to sing at the Cathedral in Bethlehem inspired the tour. The choir saw such sights as Carpenter ' s Hall and Independence Hall. After our afternoon History Lesson we visited The Gallery which is a THREE BLOCK shopping mall (Ladies, eat your hearts out!) for an hour before returning to our hotel. Friday afternoon we arrived in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, rehearsed and sang a concert for the congregation of Bethlehem Cathedral. After 4 nights of motels we were glad to meet our friendly American billets. On Saturday we were given a tour of Bethlehem, which is very rich with the history and culture of the Moravians. As well, we visited Lehigh University. That night we enjoyed a barbeque and spirited soccer match versus the Cathedral Choir at the home of Mr. Mrs. Hower. On the final day the choristers sang a Eucharist at the Cathedral’s Sunday service. After brunch we said good-bye and travelled flat- out to arrive home by 10:30 p.m.. We, the choir, would like to thank the mothers (Mrs. Cobham, Mrs. Cuthbertson, Mrs. Harrison and Mrs. Punnett) who accom- panied us and helped us in many ways, including 7 a.m. wake-up calls; Canon Hulse for his understanding and interesting Sunday sermon, Mr. Fitches, as organist and supervisor, Mr. Langford for acting as trip banker all week and especially Mr. Edison for time, work, (temperament), and planning which made the trip an en- joyable, thought-provoking week. And oh yes! Thanks to Mr. Brubacher, our bus driver, for his tolerance of 29 adolescents and his considerable skills as a driver. Niall Martin, Grade 8 Chorister 29 THE GRADE SEVEN ELEVEN ST. MARGARET ' S HALL Dana Boomer Rachel Buchanan-Smith Kalinka Cadenas Caroline Charles Tracy Findlater Tina Hua Hannah James Katie Scott Rachael Scott Rebecca Sharpe Pamela Shore Agricultural Museum At Milton - October 1st On a sunny Thursday we headed off at nine a.m. on our adventure to the Agricultural Museum. We had a great time and learned a lot. When we got off the bus we separated into two groups. We saw and learned about all the tools of the old blacksmith and the way they worked. Some of us discovered how a calf was born. The tour guides also took us into the large museum and we learned about how the tractors were started and how horses are measured. We went to visit one of the old garages and saw some very old cars and learned interesting information about them. We all enjoyed it very much and hope everybody gets a wonderful chance to visit the museum. Reported by Kalinka Cadenas Rachel Buchanan- Smith Indian Lunch - September 28th Our class decided to have a meal of the three main crops which were grown by Indians. For this feast we divided into three committees. Committee One con- sisted of Tina, Pam and Rachael who made “Squash Soup” for an appetizer. For the main course Com- mittee Two made “Refried Beans”. The cooks were Katie, Dana, Rebecca and Rachael. For dessert Com- mittee Three made “Corn Bread”. Committee Three consisted of Hannah, Caroline and Kalinka. Some dishes were terrific and some were . . . but either way it was fun making the meal! Reported by Tina Hua Rachael Scott 31 Pam’s Farm House - February 24th Everybody ready? Well, here we go to Pam Shore ' s farm house. We all trooped onto the bus. Burrr! It’s freezing. There were no seat belts on the bus but we don’t need them ... or maybe we do. Mrs. Speed is driving. We all cheered. When we arrived we saw Pam at the drive with cute Barney, the dog. We took our skis off the bus. Oops! There goes Tina into the snow up to her thighs. Everyone was sure glad to get into the house beside a nice hot fire. We were in our snowsuits in no time. Mrs. Power led us down a deep path of snow and ice. We got to a field and went through an opening in a fence. Mrs. Speed found a long, steep hill. We went down a couple of times and made our way back to Pam’s house. We had big hot dogs and hamburgers. Then we had free time and soon it was departure time. Thank-you Mrs. Shore and Pam for a fun day! Reported by Katie Scott Ste. Marie Among the Hurons - June 13th The bus ride was long to Ste. Marie Among the Hurons but when we got there we could see it was worth the ride. We went on a three hour tour and saw many interesting things such as a movie, we tasted in- teresting foods, saw carpenters making leather bracelets, canoe locks and Jesuit priests. Afterwards we went to the Kaushik’s home in Guelph for a barbecue. Reported by Hannah James, Pamela Shore Caroline Charles A Message from Kalinka Cadenas I enjoyed being here a lot. The girls in my class were always friendly and helpful. Not only my classmates but also my teachers helped me quite a lot. Thanks to everyone for making this trip of mine a nice adven- ture. It was wonderful being here learning and having fun. I appreciate what you have done. To Kalinka from all her friends We have enjoyed having you with us at St. Margaret’s Hall and wish you all the best in your future studies back home in Mexico. 32 GRADE 7 May 21, 1988. It was a day like all days, but some of us were there: Little Ben ' s Bar Mitzvah. A poem in honour of Ben: Ben from my desk looks, weird, wimpy; He waddles, worries. by Ben’s best friend -- sort-of — M. Weston 33 GRADE 7 V • • AsM As A At A AsA D. Houston A. Kaushik M. Kelleher J. Muir J. Noonan G. Ram G. Sarkaria B. Tiplady 34 E. Woerner B. Yoskovitz M. Weston J. Walworth Previously unpublished masterpieces from the Grade Seven’s childhood (Gr. 6 87) Sun on crystal looks glassy, glacial; it glitters, gleams. Apples, red, smooth, crunchy, juicy, shiney, kept the doctor away, apples. - J. Borris - G. Sarkaria Grandmothers. Quiet, neat, caring, old, kind, happy. Stories untold. Death. Unfair, scary, haunting, sad, crying, piercing you’re mad. - M. Kelleher - B. Yoskovitz Foxes, stealthy, sly, orange-white, furry, rabid, quick on their feet, foxes. Summer, hot, humid, sticky, sunny, green, almost never cools down summer. - J. Noonan - J. Walworth A guinea pig in a cage seems silent, scared; it shivers, shakes. - P. Cobham 35 37 GRADE EIGHT - ST. MARGARET S HALL Chrisy Barnhart Sarah Donald Kathleen Litch Tara Barry Oonagh Fowlis Marissa Liu Shelley Bouwmeester Karen Hambly Sylvia Losereit Mary Cochrane Mandy Hodge Alyson McKenzie Kerri Morris Niki Ram Cassandra Randall Laura Slavniek 38 39 GRADE 8 GIRLS - THE REAL THING Tara - Ahhh . . . Sylvia - Get a life! Niki - Just brilliant. Kerri- What’d I do now? Kathleen - Nice going, genius. Mary - Doesn ' t he sound gorgeous? Shelley - May the Force be with you. Sarah - I didn’t get it, but it was funny anyway. Karen - Sweet. Oonagh - Nice try. Cassy - Yo, chillout. Laura - Shelley, my man. Chrisy - You ' ll get over it. Alyson - I am not Anne Shirley! Mandy - Are you ready for the army? Marissa - We’re both stupid, except for me AiM Benji Cairns Ben the Len Golf Caddy 1 1 Paul Filsinger IBM Computer Programmer o ; SZ Kevin Judge Quad Librarian Steven Buchanan Stud 1 Ski Bum Jamie Kidston Big JK Priest No Photo Available Thomas Elsasser The Indian Boy Indian Chief Richard Wagner The Rickster Bank Robber Mike Ferraro Stud 2 Parker’s Partner Joseph Wycoco Browner Mad Scientist Mr. Curry Monsieur Curry Bellhop Niall Martin Scotsman Prime Minister Mike Vasiga THRASHER Airplane Hijacker AsM Chris Cuthbertson Cuth Toy Manufacturer Chris Berner Monsieur Berner Stage Dummy Sean Duffy Sean-die Cartoon Producer Darren Wong Wonger Donger President - IBM Corps THE GRADE EIGHT ' S George Buckton Fag-Boy Fashion Designer MM Steven Parker Park Man Drug Dealer Lyle Heller Shrimp Munchkin Tate Greenaway Pode Garbologist 41 Hell Having to kill needing a reason Wanting for home wishing for love Unknown enemies unknown allies Killing at night killing at day Resting never having no reason Thousands dying littering the land Trying to survive needing a reason Planes above dropping death The Edge He’s on the Edge! She’s on the Edge! They’re on the Edge! We’re all on the Edge! What’s the world coming to? By: Lyle Heller Shelter nowhere wanting a reason Waiting for help waiting for death Experiencing was wishing for peace Purposeless Death By: Jamie Kidston The Skateboard There was a skateboard in the store that I would like to ride on! Just think. Skateboard here, skateboard there and even in the mall. Here come the girls! But one thing is for sure - Ed never fall! It was lean with different shades of green . . . By: Chris Cuthbertson Death ' s Dark Shadows . . . the sound of the skin penetrating bullet mixes with what may be the human ' s last sound a pain shoots, as the bullet, to the brain, slowing his functions he hears his heart, that has been beating with him through the years rounding off, dying, like its master looks back he thinks for a split second about his life what he’s leaving behind, he looks again and sees . . . silence reigns - Niall Martin 42 Niagara and Visitors The Canon The Jumper He pushes off descends he slides toward the jump It rises like a mountain He angles upwards skims off the jump soars afloat flying like an eagle being carried on the wings of air slowly slowly the ground approaches his skis pointing upwards crash crash onto the cold icy snow he screeches screeches to a spraying stop and smiles By: Paul Filsinger 43 STUDENT ' S COUNCIL 1987-88 JUNIOR CAMPUS Student’s Council representatives (L R Back Row) Hannah James, Vice-President; Chrisy Barnhart; Rachel Buchanan-Smith; Mary Evans; Mary Cochrane, President; Tate Greenaway, President; Pat Nowak; Chris Berner; Mrs. A Power, Staff Advisor. (L to R Front Row) Jennifer Duley; Terri Liu; George Cobham; William Mercer; Paul Harrison, Vice-President. The Student’s Council Life What has the Student’s Council been up to this week, this month, this year? Well, the year is once again at a close and it has been a happy ending for the Student’s Council. Raising enough money throughout the year, we presented a cheque for $500 to the Building Fund for the new school on the Maryhill site, and we have paid for the care of our foster child through until the fall. We don’t just have the Student’s Council to thank but also the student body who participated eagerly in all our fund raising activities! The dress down days, including the wacky T-shirts, the dances for grades 7 and 8, the Halloween dance and the March dance, the raffle and all its terrific prizes, even Santa Claus came to visit! We hope next year’s Student’s Council is even more successful than we were. So thank-you students and Student’s Council for a wonderful year! Reported by Mary Cochrane, President Student ' s Council Junior Grades While the grades 7 and 8 were at their Halloween dance the grade 3, 4, 5 and 6 classes had Hallo- ween parties. During the Valen- tine’s dance the grades 3, 4 and 5 went swimming at the Elmira swimming pool. The grade 6 ' s watched a movie. Reported by George Cobham, Gr. 5 Rep. 44 SCIENCE FAIR STAFF . . . Mr. Walter Langford Canon Robert Hulse WHO ' S THE BOSS? Mrs. Margaret Ross Mrs. Laura Singleton Mrs. Susan Evans Mr. Frank Bastedo Miss Carol Hildebrand 46 Mrs. Mary Perret, Mrs. Helene Yoskovitz Mrs. Suzanne Schnarr Mr. Robert Houston Is THIS the way to behave at a staff meeting, men? Mr. Malcolm Rombach Mr. Shane Curry Olympic hopeful? Mrs. Anne Power Not pictured on this page - Mrs. Madeleine Speed Mr. Noel Edison Mrs. Helen Bastedo 47 UNDER 13 SOCCER Under 13 Soccer Team Kneeling, Left to Right: Sean Duf- fy, Mark Phippen, John Shipman, Graeme Irwin, Mark Heldman, Jon Muir, Thomas Elsaesser. Standing, Left to Right: Coach Curry, George Buckton (Captain), Gary Ram, Niall Martin, Kevin Judge, Chris Wilkin- son, John Noonan, Coach Rombach, Brian Haas, Gagandeep Sarkaria. Good form! If determination, tenacity, heart and spirit could be used in lieu of goals to deter- mine a team’s placement, S.J.K. would have taken the trophy home. On October 7th, coaches Curry and Rombach travelled with 15 soccer players to Crescent School in Toronto. During the following three days, the boys would test their skills against teams from across the nation. Playing facilities and a small parent base necessitated that 3 Toronto schools would share the hosting responsibilities. Crescent, St. Georges and Upper Canada College ironed out all of the difficulties that often arise in a situation such as this and put on one of the most successful and better organized tournaments to date. When seven games are to be played over a short schedule; rest and relaxation should be a priority. This is a difficult concept to instill within the minds of active, grade 4-8 students and the results over the following few days were predictable. As the number of games remaining decreased, it was evident that we were not to be in the “Championship” round on Saturday. However, we were not discouraged as the boys had played to the top of their skill level, with even a few hints of excellence. New friendships had been started, sights had been viewed and was it not, after all, just another learning experience? This learning experience will place St. John’s-Kilmarnock on a higher podium in Montreal for the 1988 tournament. MUSH! MUSH! A little help from a friend. What style! What teamwork! Just pass it along. Ifi , i . r GIRLS SOCCER Back Row, Left to Right: Mary Cochrane, Sarah Donald, Mandy Hodge, Kerri Morris, Laura Slavniek, Alyson McKenzie, Coach Langford, Shelley Bouw- meester, Hannah James. Middle Row, Left to Right: Karen Hambly, Cassandra Randall, Caroline Charles, Rachael Scott, Kathleen Litch, Tracy Findlater. Front Row, Left to Right: Kalinka Cadenas, Pam Shore, Rebecca Sharp, Dana Boomer, Rachel Buchanan- Smith, Marissa Liu, Katie Scott. Not Pictured: Coach Power. The girls played one home and one away game with Hillfield-Strathallan College of Hamilton. Both games were memorable and enjoyable events. 49 S.J.K. ACTIVITY DAY AND THOSE CRAZY GAMES! Special thanks to Mrs. Speed for tak- ing most of the fantastic yearbook pictures!! -4K 7 i CROSS-COUNTRY RUN THE WINNERS ' CIRCLE GIRLS BOYS JUNIOR Jennifer Duley Jessica Liu Johanna Turnbull INTERMEDIATE Katie Scott Julie Munsch Nancy Lee SENIOR Nikki Ram Oonagh Fowlis Alyson McKenzie JUNIOR Mark Phippen Michael Heeley Joe Fortnum INTERMEDIATE John Shipman Jeff Boris Craig Pitman SENIOR Brian Haase Niall Martin Joe Wycoco Warming up for the big race. Last minute instructions from the coach. The gun sounds . . . And they’re off! kA SJK FIELD DAY ELORA GORGE PARK 1988 TRACK STARS GIRLS Age 8-10 Jennifer Duley Age 11-12 Kris Haberstroh BOYS Age 8-10 Joe Fortnum Age 11-12 Steve Barnhart Age 13 and up Shelley Bouwmeester Rebecca Sharpe Age 13 and up Tate Greenaway 0 tTj N HH 3 ' 8 8 SCHOLARSHIPS W.A. SMITH SCHOLARSHIP - to the girl who made the greatest contribution to the Chapel Choir - CASSANDRA RANDALL CARRUTHERS MEMORIAL SCHOLARSHIP - to the student who showed the greatest improvement in Chapel Choir - SYLVIA LOSEREIT BISHOP MRS. L.W.B. BROUGHALL SCHOLARSHIP - to the boy who made the greatest contribution to the Chapel Choir - JOSEPH WYCOCO and JOHN NOONAN CANON WERDEN HELEN STUMP MEMORIAL SCHOLARSHIP - to the student with the best standing in Religious Knowledge - SARAH DONALD and KEVIN JUDGE AWARDS STACEY FERGUSON MEMORIAL READING AWARD - to the Junior Boy who above all others reads widely, independently and well - MICHAEL SERINGHAUS CHAPEL SACRISTANS - AMANDA HODGE and CHRIS BERNER JUNIOR ATHLETIC AWARDS - KATHERINE DONALD and CHRIS WILKINSON INTERMEDIATE ATHLETIC AWARDS - RACHAEL SCOTT and GEORGE BUCKTON MOST IMPROVED ATHLETE AWARDS - MARY EVANS and KEVIN JUDGE MARSLAND TROPHY - presented to the captain of the winning house at St. Margaret’s Hall TARA BARRY SCHNEIDER HOUSE ROBI MALL SPIRIT AWARD - to the boy who displayed the greatest enthusiasm for living and learning JONATHON JAMES ALUMNAE AWARD - to the girl making the greatest improvement during the year LAURA SLAVNIEK JEAN LITTLE AWARDS FOR CREATIVITY - ALYSON MCKENZIE and DAVID WYCOCO MUSIC AWARDS - to the girl and boy not in the Chapel Choir making the greatest contribution to their music program JESSICA LIU and CATHY ANDERSON JAMIE KIDSTON ART AWARD - KRISTA HARRISON FRENCH AWARDS - KRISTY SCHULTE - SELINA LIU and THERESA LIU - DEREK HOLLOWAY - DAVID HOUSTON and PATRICK NOVAK - SARAH DONALD - LAURA HENDY and DAVID ROBINETTE - KATHY DONALD and MICHAEL HOLLOWAY - GREG BOA - PAMELA SHORE - SHELLEY BOUWMEESTER QUEEN MARGARET OF SCOTLAND AWARD, WILLIAM PARKER AWARD - to the boy and girl who made the greatest efforts to meet the challenges of their program KATHLEEN LITCH and NIALL MARTIN DIRECTOR’S AWARD - MARISSA LIU, SARAH and JOSEPH WYCOCO 54 KELLY ARNOLD Famous Saying: I don ' t have a famous saying. Ambitions: No idea, except going to University or college eventually. Most Memorable Moment: 2:35 PM, my year at Centennial. Achievements: coming late every day, for conserving my mental sanity taking a day off every week. TRACY (TRIXY) BAWDEN M.M.M: having my car filled to the roof with balloons., Dave Marshall ' s economics presentation. Ach: surviving my one year at St. John’s. Amb: to travel, graduate with a BSCN, and hold a career as a nurse, to open my own wildlife center or animal shelter, to go to Washington (with my own food and water) and do some REAL shopping! JEFF BOWDEN F.S: Mary-Cecliy-Angelina, will you marry me? But how does math apply to REAL life? M.M.M: Cucumber sandwiches . . . or was it shortbread and peanut butter? Ach: Cross-country singing, the 800 m soliloquy Student Council debat- ing. Amb: to rid the world of capitalism, starvation and brand names, to com- bine algebra and english in order to find true happiness, freedom and the meaning of existence. JOHN (MILLION DOLLAR MAN) BRATTMAN F.S: If you don’t do the job right, you don’t get paid!, Virgil . . . M.M.M: watching Animal House in economics, passing the head car in the SJK motorcade, getting thrown out of Rafter’s by Bill and Shane, Hi- Five belching in math class. Ach: the Baker’s Dozen. Amb: to abolish Mr. Hornsby and his jean-jacket rule. ZOE (BOBO) BRISTOWE F.S: Well then!. No, I didn’t get my hair cut! What?!, Tom, got anymore gum? M.M.M: eventually learning to count to ten by Gr. 13 teacher, Naga Oda., the times in the Bristowe care pool” (Cathy), “The Great Canadian Weekend”, the fire alarm. Ach: by grade 13 I was actually taller than someone (Roadrunner!), grow my hair to the length to satisfy Jocelyn, to own my own hotel and cater to the stars. 56 PAM BETTY BRYDEN F.S.: I can handle HIM!, Huh!?, I don’t understand! M.M.M: giving Jocelyn the “ultimate” makeover, giving J.B. a ‘hindu dot’, getting a ride on Jeffs motorcycle. Ach: being a member of a “Red Hot team., drinking more of Cap- tain’s coffee than he did lasting five years at SJK with my socks around my ankles. Amb: to never drive another Chrysler again, to have an affair with Tom Cruise, to become devatatingly RICH! JANET CHAN F.S: Really, oh my God! M.M.M. : XXX Ach: Skipping the stupid activities without being punished. Amb: to graduate and leave high school forever! to be successful. CATHERINE GLENICE BERTHA MARTHA BETHA MINERVA ANN CHOI: “It’s Been a Hard Day’s Night” but I managed to think of something to say. My four years! at SJK said with much “Pride” have been a real “Thriller”; being friends with everyone (hi Pecker, Mickey Mouse, etc . .), every class - Algebra, Cap’s Chem ‘ ‘Great Balls of Fire” , being best friends with Pam, the two “Yakaty Yaks”, or otherwise known as - well something unmentionable. SJK’s famous trips: Dorset, what a “Bizarre Love Triangle’’, Washington, where everyone (almost) got a real “Shell Shock . The good and the bad times, but mostly the good, will stay “Close to Me”. So lets “Bring on the Dancing Horses” and enjoy the rest of the year- book. Well, I’d better stop now because this is just “Overkill”. STEPHANE CRAAN F.S: MF!, wass-up boye, Shut-up Finnie! M.M.M: when Mr. Zink got me mad and I boxed him on the head with the t.v. set on May 25. Ach: passing Calculus! (with the help of Miss A) managing to get into a good University, getting the Cap- tain to actually pay me for playing baseball this year. Amb: to have 15 or more kids and not be married to have more cars than kids! ELAYNE DUBRICK F.S: What!?, Thank God it’s Friday! M.M.M: climbing the mountain in the moors with bikes to get to that stupid Roman Road, going out to see birds on an island fours hours out in the Bay of Fundy during high seas and fog. Ach: successfully docking activities, getting through the cycling trip in Europe in one piece. Amb: to have it all: a husband, kids, and a Doctorate in Phychology. 57 ANN FINNIE F.S: Don’t!! M.M.M: Kristen’s “double cheese and pepperoni” pizza?, watching Johnny Peppier trying to win the “Stud of the Year Award”. Ach: winning a volleyball game, be- ing Chris Robertson’s favorite per- son, being a member of a “Red Hot” team. Amb: to meet Kirsten at truck driv- ing school. ARIEL (BON JOVI) HARWOOD- JONES F.S: yeah, well . . . anyways, C’mon guys! M.M.M: meeting my boyfriend in grade 10, getting the chance to be in the director’s seat for awhile and finding that it’s not as hot as it’s cracked up to be. Ach: finally getting some construc- tive work done in my final year!, not having to attend one single activity period all year thanks to Mr. Horns- by and Mr. Chapman, being the last “veteran” of K.S. (the end of an era). Amb: to have FUN for once, to sing all over the world, to finally know what’s going on. KIRSTEN HODGETTS F.S: Our team is what? RED HOT!, Oh, my God!, Jog it!, Right on Naga, Take ‘care’ Mark. M.M.M: Mr. Sommerville and his gatorade, having a “guy” on our girls field hockey team, Mrs. Couture’s reason’s for “suicides”. Ach: learning to successfully lose, but doing it gracefully, helping SJK become “RED HOT . Amb: to coach a winning team, to keep on “trucking” with Ann Finnie. LYNN (LEFTY, LAUDERDALE, LINNIUM) JOHANNESSON F.S: Shut up! M.M.M: freezing at the Jay’s game, day 5’s on Fridays, playing killer soccer in activities. PETER (ARMPETE, REPETE, CRIP) KINGDON F.S: Don’t ask me. I’m completely lost. But why? That is straaange! M.M.M: locking my car keys in the car at McD’s with the car running., soccer in rain, snow, or hail at Junior school, mudfights and pillow-fights at St. Andrew’s (marine biology), Algebra classes in general. Ach: writing left-handed with my right hand, spending the equivalent of 1 15 full days on the school bus. Amb: wealth, power, and fame, to name a few. 58 COLIN (FUDGE) LACKNER F.S: 1. C’mon ma’am It’s Friday! 2. Hey Smit 3. Scrag! M.M.M: Friday Algebra classes. Day 5 on Friday, Burning at Raytheon (thanks to A.S.A.P.K.II) Amb: to have a Ferrari by age 25, to own Club Med. CHRISTINE (TINEY-BOPPER, THE STRAWBERRY GIRL) LING Remember: first day, Dorset, mak- ing kites with Krissy, glow-in-the- dark hair, saying hello to the pave- ment, walking into lockers, D.C. (especially the rape!), Xerox, 1, 2 and 3, “nice technique”, papering Tim Horton’s, and . . . we’ve only just begun . . . DAVE MARSHALL F.S: Trust me on this one. 2. Somehow I don’t think so. 3. It’s blowing 20 Knots! Hold my calls! M.M.M: Victory donuts in the Green Machine, Mr. Sommerville catching a wave in economics. Ach: Being sick on every windy afternoon this spring. Amb: to study advanced wave kinetics at the Univesity of Hawaii. BLAKE NEIBERT F.S: How ya doing? 2. I’m being misquoted! M.M.M: filling the school van with empty bottles, mooning the school van with John Brattman on the way back from Rafting, filling Mr. Woolfrey’s front yard with construc- tion signs. Ach: being a key member of the L.L. Club, having more spares than anybody else, failing every Finite math test or assignment from Christmas to June, renting “Animal House” for the boys to watch in economics. Amb: to hoard Big Macs in my freezer and run McD’s out of business. NAGA (NAGAHIDE) ODA F.S: I don’t wanna go home. M.M.M: Washington trip, meeting K.S., J.R., C.C., C.L., L.J., T.B., Z.B., K.H., A.F., S.G., B.N., P.B. Ach: Field hockey, soccer, volley- ball, learning English faster and bet- ter than any other exchange student. Amb: to come back to Canada, to own a candy apple red Corvette. 59 JOE (YOSIF, YUGO) PANKARIKAN F.S: My colourful metaphors may not be printed under current laws. M.M.M: Signing the drop-out sheet for Algebra .. . and feeling GOOD about it ever since! Ach: Receiving absolutely no van washes in four years, living through four years of English lectures and Geography films. Amb: To seek a meaningful career in gynecology. JOHN PEPPLER F.S: 1. I need more Calgon!, 2. Oh, I ' ll do it! M.M.M: Baker ' s dozen, saying Have a nice summer to Ann Finnie, writing a book on parking-lot behavior. Ach: Watching Animal House” in economics, having 76 pens and not paying for any, watching John B. put street signs on Bill’s yard. Amb: To marry a 270 lb Guatamalan farm-girl, enter the Green Machine in the Indy 500, to meet and party with Ann Finnie’s 26 year old boy- friend. CHRIS (FROSTY, WOODY. AMONG OTHER THINGS) ROBERTSON F.S: 1. Got any paper?, 2. Why me, Ma ' am? What about trial by a jury of my peers? M.M.M: Singing Ain ' t Got Time To Die” for the Penn State Choir. Ach: Proving ' men are superior to women’ in an English class debate, graduating without a note-book. MIKE (GLOVES) ROBINSON F.S: My car needs waxing, the no stick relationship! M.M.M: The parties and the girls and Canada Wide Science Fair. Ach: the guy most often told to get a hair cut and shave, went to school for four days all of April. Amb: to be a jock, sail the perfect wave, ski 38 off, and live like a beach bum in California with the perfect wave baby! STEVE SHERBAN 60 o DUNCAN (CHEAPIE, VIRGIL, BLUEBEARD) SMART F.S: 1, What? . . . How Much? . . . You ' ve got to be kidding!?!!, 2. A penny saved is a penny earned. 3. Ancient Chinese secret, huh! M.M.M: The Baker’s Dozen, pass- ing Mr. Zink at the front of the school motorcade, being cheap. Gr. 10 computer class, watching Animal House in economics. Act: 9 years at SJK (that ' s one hell of an achievement!) Amb: to be even more cheap. MARK SMITH F.S: 1. Hey Dude!, 2. Hey Scrag!, 3. Questions 1-40, Miss Aylward, you ' re crazy! M.M.M: Playing baseball with Cap- tain, getting 82% on the final Calculus exam, getting suspended in Gr. 10 for moving Miss Kuntz’s car. Ach: looking prettier than Madonna, successfully giving Miss Aylward a hard time in Algebra class with the help of Colin and Chris, putting off getting a haircut when told by Mr. Zink, not getting a single haircut through Gr. 13. Amb: to be a rock star, to take over teaching in Algebra class, to be Chris Robertson’s boss. ALISON VICTORIA STEWART F.S: 1. Look! My hair is growing!, 2. Why shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today. 3. Trust me! M.M.M: Personally greeting the glass door and regretting it later, 2:34 P.M., experiencing new and exotic fragrances in Washington (where’s my money?) Ach: running 100 meters without resting, NOT killing Chris Robert- son, gossiping in the play. Amb: to rule the world, turn the U.S. into Canada, to be the first Prime Minister to wear a mini, to get out of high school. BONNIE WONG M.M.M: The St. John’s Run - runn- ing in the snow and getting lost. Dissection of the ugliest cat I had ever seen. Ach: Being first position in the Descarte Math Contest. Amb: GREAT ambitions. FIONA YUEN F.S: Oh yeah? Really? Come on! M.M.M: While getting changed, Mr. Thunder (lygelPen) suddenly came out of the equipment room, had my famous non-stop nose-bleeding during my first exam in SJK, staying up until five in the morning and get- ting 83% in the second Bio. test the long and challenging cat dissection project I’ll never forget the smell! Ach: getting 79.899% in my aver- age. Amb: . . . nothing! 61 Thomas Schneider a J 12A Scott Gardiner Colin Gladwish Daryl Haycock John Holland Stephen Keith Chris Radtke Daniel Raithby Jeff Robertson Jocelyn Rutherford Keith Scheifele Todd Shannon Jon Starchuk Krissy Stephenson Colin Thur 64 Uzma Ashraf Adam Checketts Richard Donald Hiba El-Ghazali Dawn Flotten 11A Michael Geraci Tina Hilgers Greg Morris Jason Pick Till Segler Andrew Stephenson Stephen Van Esch Greg Weston MM i 11B Adrienne Carter Mark Dejmek Frejia Erb Matthew Ford Shane Hodgetts Rohit Parekh Alison Peppier Mike Ramprashad Chris Sharp Christie Simard Nick Tadross Rob Veenstra Paul White diiii ill 0W nfc cA ttA Cheryl Barnhart Lochlann Boyle Chris Cairns Wayne Charles John Craig Ryan Duffy Susan Guelke Stephen Heldmann Heather Lehman Vashesh Maharaj Richard McGowan David Mollison Jared Sands Leissa Smith Simon Wilcock Bev. Woods 67 10B E. Abdulwanis F. Al-Samarrai Christine Brown David Brown Peter Cross Rebecca Donald Joel Dubrick Sean Fairfield K. Ghazali Sarah Harrison Brian Henrick Katie Millman David Piereder John Scott Susan Smith Kevin Wilton -if % £ PHOTO . J 4jj AVAILABLE |j ' Ai w r n ' . _ - ■ iik A fm ir Atf thiikii if A. Charlebois N. Chiasson Robin Conrad Eric Cunningham Kurt Fairfield Susan Haase Kati Haberstroh Brian Hambly Jill Hodge Tom Holland George Kanellis John Kelleher Kari MacKenzie Shelly Magee Chloe Mathieu Steph Matteson Gavin McDonald Mike Mellor Andrew Roberts K. Robertson Peter Roschke Claire Shrinka Oliver Vankerk 69 STAFF JR. BASKETBALL Back Row: J. Kelleher, N. Chaisson, O. Vankerk, P. Cross, R. Conrad, Mr. Woolfrey Front Row: S. Fairfield, M. Mellor, J. Craig, D. Mollison, C. Cairns, S. Van Esch, F. Al-Samarrai SR. BASKETBALL B.R: J. Peppier, C. Radtke, M. Robin- son, C. Robertson F.R: D. Marshall, S. Craan, M. Dejmek, A. Stephenson if I !■ ' WRESTLING B.R: R. Donald, Mr. Zink, C. Sharp, S. Gardiner, C. Gladwish, S. Hodgetts, S. Wilcock, J. Robertson, A. Checketts, B. Hambly, B. Woods M.R: R. Veenstra, J. Pick, S. Keith, B. Neibert, R. McGowan, G. Morris F.R: K. Fairfield, L. Boyle, S. Sherban, R. Donald 72 VOLLEYBALL B.R: A. Peppier, K. Hodgetts, A. Fin- nie, N. Oda, Z. Bristow, Mrs. Couture F.R: D. Flotten, J. Rutherford, C. Choi, K. Robertson, K. MacKenzie, S. Magee CROSS-COUNTRY B.R: J. Bowden, M. Dejmek, S. Wilcock, P. Kingdon, J. Dubrick, J. Scott F.R: A. Roberts, H. Lehman, L. Smith, L. Boyle SWIMMING B.R: Mr. Pengelly, J. Pick, C. Lackner, J. Brattman, K. Scheifele, P. Kingdon, J. Dubrick, J. Scott F.R: E. Dubrick, H. Lehman, L. Johannesson, S. Smith 73 DOWNHILL SKIING B.R: C. Lackner, N. Tadross, R. Parekh, K. Arnold, J. Craig, G. Weston M.R: J. Pick, M. Dejmek, C. Sharp, J. Peppier, D. Mollison, B. Hendrick, C. Cairns, Mr. Thompson F.R: T. Hilgers, D. Flotten, S. Harrison, A. Peppier, C. Brown, F. Erb CWOSSA SKI B.R: N. Tadross, J. Craig, G, Weston, M. Dejmek, C. Lackner, C. Cairns F.R: F. Erb, S. Harrison, Mr. Thompson, A. Peppier, C. Brown OFFSA SKI B.R: M. Dejmek, Mr. Thompson, J. Craig F.R: C. Cairns, G. Weston, C. Lackner 74 SOCCER B. R: P. White, J. Pick, J. Pankarikan, P. Kingdon, A. Stephenson, C. Sharp, C. Lackner, S, Keith, R. Veenstra, Mr. Sommerville, R. Duffy F.R: G. Weston, M. Ramprashad, M. Ford, B. Neibert, R. Donald TENNIS B.R: C. Cairns, J. Craig, D. Smart, Mrs. Couture F.R: B. Woods. A. Fin- nie, D. Marshall, K. MacKenzie, S. Haase DEBATING B. R: Mrs. Blair, F. Al-Samarrai, Mr. Woolfrey, G. McDonald, M. Mellor, P. Cross, N. Chaisson, L. Boyle, S. Heldmann, S. Fairfield, A. Stewart, A. Roberts, K. Fairfield F.R: C. Simard, C. Robertson, J. Bowden, R. Donald 75 JUNIOR BADMINTON B.R. Richard Donald, Chris Sharp, Chris Cairns, Brian Hendrick, Allison Peppier. F.R. Feras Al-Samarrai, Kirsie Robertson, Brain Hambly, Sean Fair- field, Stephanie Matteson, Shelly Magee. SENIOR BADMINTON B.R. Zoe Bristowe, Ann Finnie, Kirsten Hodgetts, Lynn Johannesson. Jocelyn Rutherford , Tracy Bawden. F.R. Stephen Keith, Dave Marshall, Mike Robinson, John Holland, Colin Lackner, Joe Pankarican. TRACK B.R. Mr. Zink, Norman Chiasson, David Brown, Jeff Bowden, Stephen Van Esch, Joel Dubrick, Peter Kingdon. F.R. John Scott, Stephen Heldmann, Lochlann Boyle. Heather Lehman. I 76 JUNIOR BASEBALL B.R. Norman Chiasson, Brian Hambly, Adam Checketts, Mark Dejmek, Simon Wilcock, David Mollison, Brian Hen- drick, Chris Cairns, Greg Morris, Mr. Woolfrey. F.R. Feras Al-Sammarrai, Laurri LeTarte, Sonia Nixon, Shelly Magee, Olivier Vankerk, Stephanie Matteson, Nicole LeTarte, George Kanellis. GIRLS SOCCER B.R. Hiba EL-Ghazali, Becky Donald, Katie Millman, Kirsten Hodgetts, Pam Bryden, Mr. Sommerville, Jocelyn Rutherford, Naga Oda, Anne Finnie. F.R. Tracy Crowe, Kirtie Robertson, Alison Stewart, Alison Peppier, Cathy Choi, Zoe Bristowe, Sarah Harrison. MATH CONTEST B.R. Mark Smith, Mike Robinson, Peter Kingdon, Chris Robertson, Jeff Bowden, Colin Lackner. F.R. Miss Aylward, Janet Chan, Bonnie Wong, Fiona Yuen. 77 KILMANOCK SINGERS B.R: Jeff Bowden, Peter Kingdon, Chris Robertson, Stephen Heldmann, Vashesh Maharaj. F.R: Kirstie Robertson, B.A. Woods, Ariel Harwood-Jones, Jill Hodge, Katie Haberstroh CHOIR B.R.: Lochlann Boyle, Vashesh Maharaj, Stephen Heldmann, Chris Robertson, Peter Kingdon, Simon Wilcock, Joel Dubrick, Jeff Bowden, John Scott (Missing: John Holland) F.R: Susan Haase, Kirstie Robertson, Beverly-Ann Woods, Ariel Harwood- Jones, Jill Hodge, Katie Haberstroh, Elayne Dubrick, Heather Lehman. 78 TUCK SHOP B.R: Mark Smith, Miss Aylward, Keith Schiefele, Jeff Robertson. F.R: Zoe Bristowe, Ann Finnie, Dan Raithby. STUDENT COUNCIL B.R: Jeff Bowden, Dave Marshall (president), John Peppier. F.R: Zoe Bristowe, Becky Donald. YEARBOOK B.R: Adam Checketts, Jill Hodge, Katie Haberstroh, Dan Raithby. F.R: Shane Hodgetts, Ariel Harwood-Jones (ed), Colin Gladwish. 79 80 81 — FIELD HOCKEY IN 1988 Field hockey is a well known sport usually played by strong willed, aggressive females. In this sport, each player is equipped with an oddly shaped stick with a flat and a curved side and is told to hit a ball across a field in- to the opposing team’s net. Thus they earn their own team a goal and start them along the way to victory. This year ' s field hockey team at St. John’s Kilmar- nock School was no exception. They trained hard and fought doggedly through wind, rain, or shine. Almost every afternoon they could be seen out on the field prac- ticing every technique possible. It all paid off too. With the encouraging help from their coach, Mr. Guy Zink, these girls, by the end of the season, had never lost a single game. Like any team, the encouragement of the coach is not the only reason an ordinary team becomes an excellent team. There has to be something inside the players themselves. That something inside these girls was spirit. They played for the love of the game, not just to win, although winning did give it a certain charm. This spirit came from their surroundings. It also helped to have a team uniform. AS one player said: Our new uniforms were an enormous asset to our moral and made us more proud to be the ambassadors in representing our school. We went into each game with lots of enthusiasm, determination, and spirit ready to prove ourselves. The season consisted of many single exhibition games against schools such as Rosseau Lake and Ridley Col- lege, and the team attended two tournaments. These tournaments were The Black and White Tournament in Exeter, and the Ontario School Girls’ Conference in Toronto. Because of the experience these games gave the girls, two members tried out for the Ontario Squad. Alison Peppier will be playing goal for Ontario in the summer. In all seriousness, however, this year’s field hockey team from a small school did a fantastic job in the season. As their coach said before every game, “It’s not the size of the dog in the fight but the size of the fight in the dog!” 82 HALLOWE ' EN 84 ALMA GIRLS Tracy Crowe Tisa Leong Poi Laurie LeTarte Nicole LeTarte Sonia Nixon 86 87 H m z ?s O O 88 89 Milium 90 92 I N MAY, THE GRADE 13’s TOOK A TRIP TO Washington. They learned a little about history but they learned mostly about friendship: a vital part of life and of growing up. It brings joy in meeting and sadness in parting but it is always the joy that re- mains in the heart. The grade 1 3’s en- joyed their trip, in spite of, or maybe because of the health hazard, and built the bonds and memories that will last lifetime. 93 ZOHOZmK« | 94 1 J GR. 11 LITERATURE Words strip me of my words and i am nothing naked and bare to the stares of people and the gods for i live in a world of words i reside in a tall house made of letters i live, breathe, sleep and eat words the words have formed about me over the years letter by letter covering my entire being in the strongest armour able to turn the mightiest blade it is a great treasure and a terrible curse ah - to be wordless and carefree John Starchuk The dancer’s sweat was not visible to the audience. The modern dance took everything out of her, both physically and emotionally. After her bow, the audience gave her thunderous applause. It was her first solo on an opening night. She should have been joyful, the crowd loved her. But she wasn’t joyful. She wasn’t even happy. In her white dressing room she put on a white robe and cracked open a bottle of first rate champagne. She poured the sparkling bubbles into a champagne glass and clinked it to the reflection in the mirror. She then lit up a Benson Hedges cigarette. With that in one hand and the champagne in the other, she walked to the bathroom. After turning on the hot water, she took of her robe, dropped the champagne glass to the floor, and the cigarette after it. She then slipped into the scorching water. Once her skin was hot and pink, she stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her, and walked, head held high, through the broken glass, ashes and champagne, to her dressing table. As she sat down and slouched in the chair, blood ran off her feet, leaving crimson stains on the white tiled floor. A knock on the door broke her train of thought. It was the delivery boy, bringing her a dozen red, long-stemmed roses. She looked at them listlessly and opened the tiny card. Congratulations Dancer was scrawled across the paper. Tears whelled in her eyes as the roses fell to the floor in the pool of blood that was forming. Christi Simard 96 Robillard sat in the blazing Caribbean sun. Sweat trickled down his face, and a throbbing headache left him too in- capacitated to move very much. Without turning his head, he opened his mouth and said “It’s your turn.” “What?!” demanded Nicki, his girlfriend. “You expect me to shinny up that stupid tree, just for a lousy coconut?” “It ' s your turn.” Robillard insisted. Angrily, Nicki got up and began to shake the tree. Robillard protested. “But” . . .WHAM! A two pound coconut cut his sentence short as it contacted his head and rebounded off landing quietly in the white sand. Robillard winced as the pounding in his head increased. “Satisfied?” Nicki snapped. “Why the hell can’t you just shut up, catch some rays, and hope that those stupid friends of yours pick us up soon.” The friends Nicki spoke of were Robillard’s old-time buddies. Stick, and Cowboy Ned. Although they were great guys, they were also reknowned practical jokers. The night before, Robillard and Nicki had been at a big party to celebrate Cowboy Ned’s new job as a bus driver. The alcohol had been flowing freely and by the end of the night, the couple were quite innebriated. Nicki had a vague sense of being carried to the docks and put in a boat, but Robillard had not noticed anything out of the ordinary. The next morning they had awakened on a tiny island with a single coconut tree. For some reason Nicki was not as hungover as Robillard and she had no sympathy for him, in his wretched condition. “It’s just a practical joke, honey.” he pleaded. “It’s not like they’re going to leave us here forever.” “Shut up and have your damn coconut!” Resignedly, Robillard tilted the coconut to his mouth, and as its delicious milk tumbled down his throat, he silently vowed that he would return the injustice that Cowboy Ned and Stick had done him. Happy in this knowledge, his thoughts turned to the coconut. Richard Donald Conversations on a bridge there is a bridge i know who is a wonderful friend he is quiet and thoughtful not at all flashy or gaudy and quite particular to long meaningful conversations a very real bridge below is a 35 foot splatter to criss-crossing railroad tracks which lead to new experiences seeing my life splashed red below me riding the next train away, away, far away from here where the pain of sunrise sunset is not so overwhelming John Starchuk 97 by Christy Simard A drizzle of rain completes the perfectly dreary Friday, while the flat grey sky casts a dull light on Toronto. Blacken- ed snow dresses the sides of the highway, presenting fresh layers of rotting garbage as it melts. Janet Steele’s white Mustang GT is coated in a layer of slush, sand, and salt that seems to have become permanent decor this winter. The windshield wipers make a rythmic squeek as they clear the collecting drops of rain. As Janet approaches the airport several planes pass over head. “I wonder how many people on each flight are white- knuckle-fliers like me?” She parks her car in the Park-and-Fly lot, taking notes of the level. 2D. That means two flights of stairs to get to airport level. She collects her purse and carry-on bag then checks for her airline ticket. Low heeled shoes echo hollowly on the pavement as Janet walks to the staircase, clutching the ticket with a slightly sweaty hand. Passing through the entrance to the steps she bumps into a bulky man wearing a charcoal grey trench coat. Their bodies collide, and Janet loses grip of the ticket, sending it fluttering to the dirty floor. The man stares for an instant then continues on his way without a word or a smile. As she stoops to retrieve the stray tricket an elderly woman passes, nearly knocking Janet down. With the smell of the woman’s perfume lingering in the air, she is able to recover the ticket and get on her way to ground level. A few moments later, she enters Terminal II of Pearson International Airport. The white tiled floor gleams under flourescent lights. People rush here and there, looking very tense, dragging their luggage, or their children behind them. With an hour left before boarding the plane Janet decides to get a cup of coffee and relax. The styrofoam cup burns her hand but she pays it no attention. Rushing through her mind is every plane crash she has ever read about, every terrorist she has heard of, and every possible thing that could go wrong while she is on that plane. An irritating voice interupts her thoughts. “Flight 503 is now boarding, gate 35. Flight 503 now boarding.” Janet’s eyes flutter as she comes back to reality, like a child waking from an afternoon nap. She looks at her hands. The left hand is holding the now cold cup of coffee, and the fingernails of her right are bitten ragged. Janet has no idea where her mind has been for the last thirty minutes, but by the look of her fingernails, she is sure she wasn’t thinking happy thoughts. She stands, leaving the cold coffee on a table and brushes the wrinkles out of her blue linen skirt. While walking to the boarding gate she asks herself one last time, “Is a two day trip to see a good friend in Florida something worth getting on a plane for?” Her answer is negative but she continues toward gate 35. Once seated in the plane, Janet peers out the window. She sees that the drizzling rain has stopped and the sky has cleared a little. Good. Without rain and heavy clouds it is unlikely that they will run into a thunderstorm, or something horrid like that. Janet removes her coat and buckles her seat belt, even though there are still people boarding the plane and the ‘please fasten your seat belt’ signs were not yet lit up. When the signs do light up, Janet’s heart picks up speed, and her lightly damp hands become sweaty, shakey, useless extensions of her arms. It is a good thing her seat belt is done up because she hardly has enough control in her hands to blow her nose. She fumbles with her purse, then fumbles with the tissue, then gives up trying and fiddles with the kleenex between shakey fingers. By the end of this flight there will be nothing left of the tissue but a few scattered shreds. The engines roar as the pilot fires them up. Janet’s heart roars, pounding in her chest and ears. The wheels of the plane roll down the runway. Janet rolls the kleenex in a ball between her fingers. The plane bumps along before lift off. Janet jerks her foot up and down, another nervous habit. Her head is pulled into her seat as the plane picks up speed. Her cheeks pull to her ears and her stomach twists and turns in the sickening knots as the plane lifts off. When Janet is sure the plane has stopped it’s ascent, she opens her previously closed eyes and relaxes her grip on t he armrests. Looking around she realizes that the handle of her carryon bag is in the aisle. Not wanting a stewardess or the pilot to trip on it, she leans forward and puts it under the seat. As she does this she sees a flash of grey out of the corner of her eye. She follows the flash, and there, one seat up on the other side of the aisle is the man she bumped into on the staircase when she dropped her ticket. Unable to look away, she gapes at the figure sitting straight in his chair. He is, by all means, ugly. Janet can think of no other way to say it. When talking to her friend in Florida the only word for this man will be ‘ugly’. The top of his head looks as though it would shine in the sun, and is sprinkled with pale liver spots. What little hair there is left on his head wraps the back of it from ear to ear. His nose is small and pudgey, totally wrong for his huge frame. His full lips are almost colourless and slightly chapped. They do not move, except to part for a sip from his plastic cup that is probably full of a strong whiskey. When his drink is finished, he hands the cup to a stewardess and folds his table into the back of the seat in front of him. When this is done he looks around. First he looks up at the roof of the plane, then he leans across the passenger beside him and looks out the window. He turns and looks at Janet for a split second that seemed like minutes to her. She stares at his large meaty hands that he wrings in a way that reminds 98 Janet of her Grandfather. She cannot hear the skin sliding but she can feel it. The man turns and, to Janet ' s surprise, asks for a drink of water. She can ' t help but watch the man. She doesn’t think of it at the time, but he takes her mind off her unabated fears. Her imagination begins to take over, asking her alot of questions. ‘Who is this man? Where is he going? Why is he on the plane?’ ‘You know why!’ ‘Who said that?’ ‘I did. You know he’s got a bomb. Why are you avoiding the obvious?’ Janet looks around to make sure no one has heard her talking to herself and realizes that it all went on in her head. She only thinks of it as a bit strange. ‘He’s got a bomb and you are on the plane that he is going to blow up.’ ‘Are you afraid?’ Janet becomes afraid. Her fear comes from the realization that she is on a plane, that she is very afraid of flying, and that a voice in her head is talking to her. She shakes her head to clear the jumble of thoughts and is once again able to focus on the man. ‘Killer.’ ‘Man.’ ‘Killer.’ She focuses on him and sees that he is still wringing his hands. His half empty glass of water wavers in front of him as the plane hits a little turbulence. Janet almost screams as she feels the minute jolt in her seat. Her eyes fill with tears, but she blinks them back and fixes her sight on the man once again. He wrings his dry hands, sips his water, wrings his hands, takes another sip. ‘He wrings his hands because he is nervous, and sips his water because his mouth is dry. Maybe he dislikes flying as much as I do.’ ‘Of course he is nervous. He’s got to plant a bomb on this plane. H e is going to extinguish alot of lives. Of course he is nervous.’ Janet’s eyes are glued on the man. Fear engulfs her as she takes off his coat. ‘He’s getting the bomb.’ ‘This plane is stuffy, my coat is off too.’ With his jacket off, he reaches into his pocket. Janet now has to go to the washroom. ‘Hold it, you’ll be dead soon anyway.’ ‘He’s only digging in his pocket. Maybe he needs kleenex.’ With the thought of kleenex, Janet looks at her hands. The piece of tissue has crumpled and small pieces are scattered on the floor. She looks back at the man. ‘Killer!’ ‘Man!’ ‘Killer!’ As his hand comes out of his pocket, she sees black and a flash of silver. Her body tingles, physically reacting to her fear. The black and silver is a digital watch that he casually puts on his thick wrist. It is a good thing Janet is sitting down. All strength runs out of her legs for momentary relief. Then the little voice steals the moment. ‘Don’t be foolish. Terrorists wear watches. Besides, it’s not even a watch, that’s a bomb. He is going to die with the other three hundred and eighty-nine people on this plane. He is wearing your death warrant on his wrist.’ ‘Go away!’ With his watch fastened, he begins to drum his fingers. They thump on the armrest. Each thump becomes a ticking in Janet’s ears, amplified and echoing in her head. Each tick strikes another key of fear deep inside Janet. She still has to go to the bathroom. ‘You are going to die soon, you may as well be comfortable. Go quickly. That bomb is ticking away the minutes of your life.’ ‘Perhaps I should tell someone. Maybe they can turn the bomb off. ’ Janet squeezes her eyes shut. ‘It’s bad enough that I’m sitting down in a plane, but to stand up and walk somewhere is my greatest fear and is really too much to ask.’ ‘Then just sit here and wait.’ ‘No, I’m going to tell somebody. Right now!’ Janet counts to ten in her head, sums up all her courage, and clears her thoughts. She unbuckles her seat belt and grasps the back of the seat in front of her. She pulls herself up on unsteady legs and looks around. She can still see the man. That makes her even more nervous. She walks up the aisle of the plane to where the washrooms are, as well as the flight attendants. She glances at the man as she passes. He is looking at her. His eyes seem to pierce into her, like they know what she is about to do. Janet is frozen like a hare on the road, staring into the headlights of an oncoming car. Finally she jerks around and begins to run, as well as one can run down the aisle of a DC- 10 airplane. When she reaches the stewardess she is shaking uncontrollably and out of breath. She grabs the women by the shoulders and begins her speech. “You have got to listen to me. I’m not making this up. There is a very strange man on this plane, and very dangerous. I’ve been watching him since I got on the plane, and, he’s got a, a . . .’’ She breaks off. Thinking back through the last little while, she tries to recall what proof she has. ‘The watch!’ “Yes,’’ Janet speaks again. “He’s got a watch and he took it out of his pocket and he’s drinking water and he stares out the window and he wrings his hands and when he’s not wringing them, he drums his fingers ...” Janet stops again, looks at the stewardess and waits for the voice to help her. It’s gone. The stewardess looks understanding, although she has no idea what Janet is raving about. She offers to walk Janet back to her seat. “No thank-you,” Janet utters in a soft-drained voice, “I just have to go to the washroom and then I’ll go sit down.” Janet goes into the compartment. The stench of toilet cleaner wafts up her nostrils as she sobs and gasps in confusion. As she stands in the head, she is thankful that she had false suspicions, but tries to figure out an explanation for the little voice inside her head. Of course she has no idea that she had just conversed with fear. Illogical fear. When Janet gets back to her seat and sits down, stepping on the remaining shreds of kleenex. The stewardess comes and asks Janet if she would like anything. “Scotch on the rocks please.” When she gets to Florida she will share this in- credible story over more than a few drinks with her friend. Then she will take a bus home. EPILOGUE Saturday morning as Janet flipped through a local newspaper while basking in the warm sun, a headline caught her eye . . . PLANE CRASHES IN THE GULF OF MEXICO A plane blew up in the sky over the gulf of Mexico yesterday afternoon. No survivors have been found. It is thought that all passengers were killed in the explosion or drowned. The Air Canada flight 503 departed from Toronto Pearson International Airport early yesterday morning. It had a stop over in Miami. Official believe that this is where the terrorist got off the plane. It is believed that a bomb brought down the plane halfway between Miami and Mexico. Inspectors have no leads . . . 100 SCIENCE FAIR Every year in April the school holds a Science Fair. Judging is usually done by University of Waterloo Science Pro- fessors and a few alumni. This year we had a spectacular show. There are five basic categories in which a student could compete: Life Science, Physical Science, Engineering, Earth Science, and Computer Math. Our senior winners this year were: Grade LIFE SCIENCE PHYSICAL SCIENCE ENGINEERING 9-10 1. N. Martin 1. K. Haberstroh G. 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