Stratford Central Secondary School - Collegian Yearbook (Stratford, Ontario Canada)

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COLLEGIAN, 1937 STRATFORD, ONT. ----3-v lil Ill ,un Iii -o SPECIAL COMILVLERCIAL O. E. WHITELY BOYS: - Howard Ahrens, Herman Ap- pel, Lawrence Banks, Charles Carr, Edward Coulter, George Kalbfleisch, Leonard Plaskett, Ward Waddle, John Wettlaufer, Thomas Writt. GIRLS: Beta Armstrong, Winifrefi Croxall, Lilyan Davenport, Mil- dred Finlay, Ruth Hill, Christina James, Vera Knack, Iva Leary, Marcella Liebler, Betty Long, Jean MacDonald, Eileen Mc- Clean, Helen McNamara, Eliza- beth McTavish, Florence Pelton, Pearl Rohfritsch, Mary Scobbie, Denman Smith, Betty Smythe, Bernice Tout, Betty Willoughby. A DIILE AND A HALF FROM SCHOOL We're a mile and a half from school, you know, And it rains to-day, so we can't go. We'd go ten miles to a dance or show Though the rain should fall and the winds should blow. But the school is different, we'd have you know, That's why when it rains, we just can't go. But we always go to the things we like, And we ride if we can: if we can't, we'll hike. It is said that if Adam came back to earth he would recognize nothing but the jokes. Jack Fitzgerald, a worthy student of special commercial, left our shelter to take a position with the Bank of Nova Scotia. It is hoped that he will fill his place well and the students of special wish him all the success in the world. Herbert Frazer is now a mem- ber of the Staff of stenographers of the Farquharson and Gifford firm of Stratford. Page Fifty-four TILE DUKE OF WINDSOR AS A TYPIST There is an old saying that the King can do no wrong, but it may not apply to ex- kings: also it may not apply to typing. These thoughts are prompted by a London dispatch to American newspapers, dated February 2, as follows: The Duke of Windsor is learning to use the typewriter- but, it was apparent today, not so fast. From his retreat at Enzes- feld, Austria, the Duke sent a self-typed letter to the British Legion, thanking its members for a Christmas expression of 'undying gratitude' for the help given the legion as Prince of Wales and King. In his reply he wrote a small 'b' in 'British Legion' and cor- rected it in ink, He spelled 'thoughts 'tuoughts' and like- wise corrected that in ink. He omitted the period at the end of the first paragraph. In a sent- ence, 'My best wishes to you all for a happy Christmas,' he ren- dered 'to' as 'ti' and corrected it by overtyping an 'o' on the 'i': after the word 'Christmas' he made two commas instead of one and, giving it up, left both in. SPECIAL I saw the folk in Special As I was going past: The dreamy folk in Special, Getting nowhere fast. My heart was with the Special- ites Whose teachers all were Hsassedf' The hours go slow in Special The languid hours and dreary But they go a trifle slower When four o'clock is near: Then detention time with Mr. Sprung- Even the big lads quake with fear. Come night, they leave the bag of homework, The pencil, and the pen: The dried-out books of Special, And learn to play again. They slave their merry days away, Why work at night till ten? Blessings on you, dreamy Spec- ialites, With brows furrowed deep with care: VVith heads that ache, and lips that droop, And a staff that gets in your hairg The way you worked in the form before, 'Tis a wonder that you're there! PUT THINGS BACK There is one habit you can start forming now that will prove invaluable to you for the rest of your life. It will help you in your work, in your home, and among your friends. Here it is: When you borrow a thing, put it back where you got it and in the same condition in which it was when you bor- rowed it. Few things are more irritating than to have an acquaintance or a friend borrow a book, for in- stance, promise to bring it back within a certain time, then keep it for weeks, and finally return it with the pages all dog-eared and the cover warped. You don't have much respect for a person who does such a thing. If you borrow a pencil from another boy's or girl's desk at school, put it back when you are through with it. Respect other people's property. If you want to use a thing ask for it and then treat it right. The result will be that the next time you want something from a boy or girl who owned the pencil you'll get it and gladly. It's easy to form this habit. Start now. You'll be repaid a thousand times.

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COLLEGIAN, 1937 Vera: t'Can you imagine what it is like to be in love, to sit next to the man you adore and feel your very inner- most soul vibrate? Jean: Of course, my dear, I feel like that every time Jack takes me out on his motor-bike. TEACHING MY SISTER T0 ROLLER SKATE In the spring a young man's fancy turns to love and a young woman's to Easter bonnets, future husbands, and in my sis- ter's case to roller skating. One day in March, during the noon meal, Claire announced brightly, I want to learn to skate, will you teach me Ted? There was blank silence for two minutes while I tried to get con- trol of myself. I was painfully aware of the 150 lbs. avoirdupois de ma soeur, and I had visions of the struggle it was going to be -almost as bad as teaching an elephant to ride a bicycle. But my chivalrous nature rose to the occasion. Of course, be glad to, but- Here I launched into a ten-minute recital of the hard work and danger entailed by learning to skate. No politician ever talked as emphatically as I did, but all to no avail. She had made up her mind, and you know that causing the Sphinx to smile is child's play compared with trying to change a woman's mind against her will, The following Wednesday was fixed as the day for the ordeal. In the interim my sister had pur- chased a splendid pair of Tern- Rite skates, and after supper we sallied forth. I went on foot, thinking I could support her bet- ter if I was sure of my stand- ing. I put on Claire's skates- made sure they would not come off-and gingerly assisted her to rise, We essayed a few steps, I with my right arm around her waist, she pushing her feet for- ward and out in the prescribed manner. Suddenly the skates played one of their inexplicable tricks which no one expects. They seemed to take wings and shoot forward and up, with no effort on the part of the wearer. Of course my sister's feet and legs went up too as if trying to escape the force of gravity. I managed to support her weight until she regained her feet, but my shoulder muscles creaked with the strain. Up and down the street we paraded, until after about an hour she had gained a little con- fidence, although she still felt much as a sailor does when he first lands. Then I sat on our verandah steps, put on my skates and we started off together. I took her arm and we made slow but sure progress down the road. When we came to a short decline I released my hold, thinking she could coast down unaided. Un- fortunately, at the bottom the road was sprinkled with sand which had been placed on the ice to aid pedestrians, not roller skaters. The friction naturally stopped the skate wheels, but as we learned in physics, Any body placed in a state of motion continues in motion unless com- pelled by some external force to change that state, so my sis- ter's frame continued on while her feet stood still-Result! She did a beautiful flop in the middle of the street. I steamed up and by dint of hauling and pushing got her into a vertical position, dusted her off and we continued on our way. For a quarter of an hour we skated slowly along Ontario street, enjoying the smooth even surface of the highway. Traffic was practically nil, it was be- tween 6 and 7 o'clock, when sud- denly out of the blue, a long, low, high-powered roadster came up on us from behind. The fel- low must have been late for a date, f01' his driving reminded me of Jehu, it was so furious. Just at the time I was parked on the curb, adjusting one of my toe clamps. The man came tearing along and when about 200 ft. away from my sister he slapped his hand on the horn. The shrill bark of the Klaxon of course scared her, and she made the fatal mistake of trying to turn sharply toward the curb. Her feet went up in the direction of the north star, I had a fleeting vision of a yard of silk stocking before she hit terra firma in a superb three-point landing which any aviator would have applaud- ed. I hastened up, got her on to the curb while she regained her breath and examined her anatomy. No bones broken, thank goodness, but I think I've had enough for one day. And so we turned our steps home- ward, with a thankful heart as far as I was concerned. I held her arm most of the way until we reached the sanctuary of our own street. Then I re- leased my grasp to put on my gloves for the wind was cold. Just at the instant I let go, she struck a small patch of ice which somehow had not melted. Her feet went sideways, the wheels scraping and creaking like the gears of a car when you shift without throwing out the clutch. Of course I was right handy, thanks to my unlucky star, and she grabbed me like a drowning man does a straw. In the act of struggling with re- fractory gloves I was unpre- pared, and she managed to throw STRA TFORD, ONT. me off balance. We crashed-in a pool of dirty cold water. I kept my temper, although I felt like making some cutting re- marks, and we finished the jour- ney home in silence. If you could combine the morning-after feeling, influenza, a sick head- ache and hay fever, you would have some small idea of my state of mind and body. Thus ended Claire's first at- tempt at learning to skate. She knew now from bitter experience the truth of my wa1'ning words. She had no desire to follow the humble spider's example and try, try, try again. And so I have FOR SALE: I pair Tern-Rite skates, used only once. Apply at Special Commercial. E. M. COULTER. FORM COMIMERCIAL III, MISS S. L. GREGORY GIRLS Evelyn Aberhart, Georgina Atchison, Margaret Bateman, Irene Bradley, Marjorie Brown, Rita Brown, Betty Burford, Grace Douglas, Mary Hodgins, Wilma Lane. Elizabeth Mc- Carthy, Dorothy Monteith, Rheta Murray, Lottie Rigg, Enid Rod- gers, Ruby Roesner, Joan Sarg- eant, Myrtle Satchell, Olive Schernitzki, Margaret Tribick, Ada Wilkins, Thelma Yousie. BOYS Wilfred Bennington, J o h n Dempsey, Albert King, Gerald Longeuay, Bob Sloat, Gordon Smith, Gerald Stirling, Jack Swift. HOW T0 BE UNPOPULAR WITH COMMERCIAL TEACHERS 1. Always forget to bring need- ed books to typing room. 2. When in the Lab. talk as much as you see necessary to break the monotony. Then, too, you can make all kinds of noises with the apparatus. 3. Never have a ruler for book- keeping. It is easier to draw lines with the edge of a book. 4. Mutter over your words when giving an answer in Litera- ture, This makes a favour- able impression on any teach- er. 5. Work in pencil during Arith- metic period, and don't draw a red line one inch wide on the right hand side of your arithmetic book. Mary and Jack are two lovers, They sit in French periods and spoong And when the teacher discovers, She laughingly leaves the room. Page Fifty-five