Tillsonburg District High School - Tatler Yearbook (Tillsonburg, Ontario Canada)

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S P 0 R T S .-.Plfliifffil .P3fi?59i1.5'. if iff WOSSA B CHAMPS R. Service, C. Baldwin, J. Nichols, R. Peacock, E. Walsh, J. Salcak, H. Smith, W. Rutledge, R. Mannell, D. Richards, Mr. Sinclair. Another year of sports has just passed in old T.D.H.S., and as we peer back through the records of 1948-49 we find that the school was not inactive. Interest was good and an increasing enrolment ensured plenty of action. 1948-49 was Tillsonburg's last year in Wossa B grouping. As the school's enrolment has passed the 350 mark, we are being moved into the tougher Wossa A company. We expect to be grouped with the London Collegiates, St. Thomas Collegiate and De La Salle and Arva High Schools. This should mean even better action another year and we hope to see our school spirit at its best. Local Track Meet It was a cool autumn day, not long after the fall term had begun, and the usually packed school-rooms were devoid 54 of their noisy crowds. This is not to say that there was no noise, for T.D.H.S. was holding its annual field day, and there was plenty of noise. The air was cold and the track soggy, but these conditions did little to hamper the fun. A competition was held between forms to see who could gain the most points. The first formers gave notice of their presence on the campus by coming out on top of the heap. The following were the individual winners: Juvenile Champ: Bill Watts. Junior Champ: Dave Richards. Intermediate Champ: Joe Salcak. Senior Champ: Reg Mason, Bob Fairs ftiej. Inter-School Track Meet T.D.H.S. played host at the Inter-School meet this year. The weather for the oc- casion was fine, and competition was very THE TATLER

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in a foot of space for three years, believe me, they're absolutely heavenly. ' We have a big green cupboard in which Mr. Moore keeps everything! This cup- board is so full that every time he opens it I'm afraid that everything will fall out and smother the poor guy. ,Besides the cupboard we have a telephone, and by use of this we've all acquired a voice with a smile. So if you want to hear thirteen smiling voices, just come down and see us. It's murder! There is one more thing that always arouses great interest in our visitors, and that is Mr. Moore. When he walks quietly into the room fthis quietness sometimes proves to be very unfortunate for us when we don't hear him approaching the room and we have slipped back into our noisy selves of last yearl, everyone whispers that we must have an easy time with him for a teacher. Don't let him fool you! He can really keep those little second-formers in line. Of course he never bothers us, for he wouldn't dare-not with Gene Walsh and his big shoulders there to protect us!- But all kidding aside, we've really en- joyed explaining to everyone about the Commercial Course. If you should decide to take this course you won't be sorry, for there's lots of fun down in that room and a training that will fully prepare you for a position in the business world. T1l .,-.. PERSUADING FATHER by Ann Dean, XIA One of the best tests of suave sales ability is persuading father. You want to go to an out-of-town dance with a boy? What! Can he drive? Has he a license? It he nice? Although you quickly answer in the affirmative, your father acquires at this point a gleam of suspicion in his eye, and he stubbornly says, No. Now is the time to change your tactics, if you know what I mean. You might mention the fact that all the other girls are going, but frankly I don't think that would work either. No, here is what to do: say in a disappointed voice that you had thought that your father formed young modern views, but that you must be wrong. He's just another old fuddy-duddy. Did the roof just fly off? Oh well, you tried. Now you know: you haven't suave sales ability. But inciden- tally, if you know anyone who has, just let me know. I'd like to take lessons. THE TATLER THE NIGHT BEFORE EXAMS The clock is striking midnight and my eyelids start to close: My head is drooping lower, but I kno-u' I mustn't doze. My pen is heavy as a brick, my brain just like cement,- I'm just too tired, I have to sleep, but no,-it wasn't meant. The minute hand is marching on, the hours ticking by, Soon comes the fatal hour. Sleep! a small voice seems to cry. Back to the books, ignoring my poor head's aching pleas,- I never did know Draco, and who was Socrates? A scant few hours remaining, and then I have to know The complete history of the world. Now where'd my pencil go? I hope she doesn't ask us this: I'll have to study that,- Maybe I've learned enough to pass. There's my pencil on the mat. I've never been so tired before, never studied any slower. My mind is drifting, eyes are closing, head is nodding lower. And then a strange peace into my head is felt to creep,' The sun comes up at dawn and finds me -fast asleep. Gary Miller, XIA. . TO THE HERO The time you broke that fearful tie, The needed points did score, Her pride was there within her heart, It filled her to the core. With eyes adoring openly She watched your every move But you remained unseeing and Unknowing of her love. And when the fatal whistle blew, They cheered the team, but she cheered you! She wandered close to where you stood, Hoping with a word Or gesture you would let her know That you had heard The thoughts unspoken in her heart, But no, such luck's not hers to feel. She dares not let her tongue, unchecked, Blurt out the truth her eyes unwittingly reveal- Her worship for the hero. Marilyn Stilwell, XII. 53

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keen. Many spectators were present and these acquired hoarse voices, but happy expressions. In competition with athletes from Ingersoll, Delhi, Norwich and Ayl- mer, the athletes of T.D.H.S. again showed themselves superior to their rugged com- pany and retained the cup which they won last year. Individual champs were D. Richards, Junior, J. Salsak, Inter- mediate, R. Mason, Senior, all from Till- sonburg, and Balazs, Juvenile, who hailed from Aylmer. Wossa Meet In the Wossa meet at London, the T.D.H.S. team fared reasonably well under very stiff competition. R. Mason won the Senior 440 yard dash. G. Leatherdale Won the Junior high jump and was prevented only by slippery ground from making a new record. J. Salcak was third in the 440, and fourth in the 100. The Senior relay team had a tough break when they lost first place to Elmira by only one- tenth of a second. The team was com- posed of W. Fletcher, D. O. Dean, R. Mason, and S. Choma. Football This year the Black and Gold gridders played in a new league, a Senior Wossa B grouping, containing Sarnia St. Pat- LOCAL TRACK MEET WINNERS R. Fairs, J. Salcak, D. Richards, R. Mason, M. Warren, E. Heckford, M. McLeod, W. Watts. THE TATLER ' rick's, London De La Salle, Tillsonburg, and Preston. Tillsonburg played two games each with Sarnia and London, who offered tougher competition than T.H.S. has played against in previous years. The league was well-balanced and a good brand of football was shown. Before the regular season began, Tillsonburg won an exhibi- tion game from St. Thomas by the score of 1-0. Since St. Thomas is a Wossa A team things looked good for Tillsonburg. However, Lady Luck did not seem to be on our side and, although the team fought hard, it failed to gain any victories. The games were as follows: St. Patrick's 63 Tillsonburg 0 -Oct. 13 De La Salle 165 Tillsonburg 9 -Oct. 20 De La Salle 165 Tillsonburg 11 -Nov. 3 St. Patrick's 22, Tillsonburg 10-Nov. 11 The second team and developing ground for future stars, proved their talents in three exhibition games, two with Delhi and one with Ingersoll. They won all three games. An expert job of coaching was done by Mr. Hay. The line-up: Backs-E. Walsh fcaptainl, R. Fairs,fR, Service, D. Palmer, H. Smith, D. Richards, R. Scott, J. Kennedy. Line-N. Rokeby, K. Webster, D. Dean, G. Gyulveszi, S. Mayorcsak, J. Jones, R Mannell, W. Eichenberg, L. Jackson, C. Swatridge, R. Gibson, G. Horlick, M. Hozer, L. Rodgers, R. Peacock, D. Lee, N. More, B. Smith, G. Neale. . Inteirform Basketball Aches and pains this year proved too much for the old men of grades XII and XIII. The interform battle was waged between the younger blades of Grades X and XI. Even Grade IX floored a scrappy team which provided tough op- position for the more experienced boys. Grade XI won the play-offs and are now in possession of the Interform Plaque. - . Basketball Hail to the champs of 1948-49! That's our Senior basketball team, who have decorated the proud, time-worn walls of T.H.S. with their first token of Wossa 55