Toronto Teachers College - Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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How Many Words . . . How many words have passed through your lips? laughing words, crying words, angry words, tender words words of confusion, of reason, but words . . . How many aromas have flirted with your nose enticing, fragrant, beguiling? How many odours have made you wish you had no nose at all? but still you have . . . And sounds, sounds floating through your ears drifting one along the sea, flying peacefully as a bird. and then the noise that commands you to the ground with a thundering crash 'till your very ears are about to explode. the sound of love in a voice the sound of a baby's first cry the sound of a rocket's ascent . . . the sound of feet marching to war the sound of an old man's last moan the sound of silence . . . And what do your eyes behold? blue of sky, red of rose, brown of eye smile of pleasure, tear of sorrow, grimmace of prejudice, a book's printing, a picture's colour, a film's story . . . a flag, a cross, a gun a white cane . . . and what have you touched? where have you walked? and what will you say, smell, see, hear, touch tomorrow and where, yes where, will you go? . . ,

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Farewell These are the days of farewells, days wherein A distant sadness spreads a calm and lends A new awareness, touching long surveyed Scenes with uncommon beauty, as if all The landscape knew that soon it too must fade And fading soars to unsurpassed heights, The longer to be cherished. Once more here Amid the waving grass of these high slopes Or deep in shady fern lined glades where all The towns metallic din is hushed and heard No more. See my native countryside, Forever lovely and beloved, though ne'er With such full heart as now. Beyond The hills the skyline stretches, blue from pole To pole, save for one solitary speck That moves slowly across the wide expanse, Glittering softly in'the morning sun, While in the dancing shadows of a dell A hidden sparrow sings, The pure notes float Along the air, inducing overtones That of a sudden flood the heart. This heart Of mine, uplifted by a ioyous sense Of something vague and beautiful, a life Within, about, beyond, that warms the earth And swells the breeze, and holds the very hills. Steadfast. And all at once the mighty truth Of lifes unutterable vastness looms, Within the whelming soul, and then is gone, Gone with the rustle of a leafy bough, Lost to the clutching mind of man, and yet Withal the warmth remains, though vanished be The source. For in this fleeting glimpse of truth ls life, and hope, and strength to live above The battle. Even as the eagle soars Disdainful of the huntsmans aim and dives In careless disregard so have I learned To look beyond man's selfish greed, and all Hypocrisy's long frozen smiles to new Horizons, calm and pure, where beauty dwells With solitude, where Nature sleep-s beneath The trees, and breezes lisp a lullaby. The golden sun is glancing down upon A sparkling stream, and every sparkle seems To me a diamond wherein shines my soul. I The Warrior Millions knelt and prayed And heard theirchildren cry Amidst the storm of hate in Hitler's raid. THE WEST INDIAN They looked to you. Your voice rang out. That is why 36 An ideal lives and we are free. You cried when France gave up her fight. Courageously you led on so we Could live in liberty's fair light. lt is not easy to be a great man. You know that But now your sweat is passed Be proud in victory and, Unconquered, sleep in peace at last. Tears unheeded fall, for you left dawn, Sleep well, in us your spirit lingers on. SHARRON BLACKMORE

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Docendo Discimus Come - let us learn to teach, The walls of ignoranceg the bars of bias breach. Come - let us take young hands And guide young minds thru' distant lands And nearg ioin in wonder of Spring's bursting green Surprised anew by secret stars unseen. Rejoice with them o'er a new found word, Swing from the classroom with the studied birdg Swim with newly widened eyes the teeming brook, Untold vast vistas from one small book. Give eyes and ears an ever-growing reach, And delight in the daring of new-discovered speech When Music soothes - speak soft and sing Softly - so skipping notes their own sweet magic bring Stride the still warm trails our settlers blazed Fleeing Evil whose greed whole cities razed. Walk the ancient paths where Holiness trod, And lift enlightened souls to touch the face of God Join us then to set young hearts to yearning For this Way of Wonder - This gay Adventure - Learning