Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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£ nttor (Elaas ong Year after year have the Seniors sung The glory of Old Trafalgar, Songs filled with love in their hearts have rung Sounding from coast to coast; Spirit of Blue and Blue calls them to bring Tribute of joy and truth, Year after year will the Seniors sing The splendour of O.L.C. Chorus Trafalgar, when time has come to leave you Memories will glow within our hearts Friendships so true Made while with you Will be ever our guide through life Oh Alma Mater! May we e ' er be loyal And may we always strive to play the game Happy and free Always to be Seniors of O.L.C. Seniors of Class ' 26 are we The Seniors of old Trafalgar, Juniors, with you now may honour be, Carry the torch on high! Ever be eager, ever be true and strong, Life flings the challenge wide, Standing we sing now our parting song, Proudly to O.L.C.

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larewell to O.L.C., we may break off our twig of this ever-growing plant, and carry it with us always. We know that when we first go out from our school its name is branded upon us, but as time goes on this name gradually becomes indistinct and is lost, unless we take care to preserve it. When our turn comes to leave our Alma Mater, let us keep her name shining clear and bright, and strive to bring honour to this name, by living up to her ideals and following the teachings of her spirit. We may never gain honor or fame in the eyes of men, but if we have followed the voice of our school spirit we shall have attained success; for success, as interpreted by the spirit of O.L.C., does not mean wealth or fame, but doing the best we can under every circumstance, and at all times. — D. J. L. The old order changeth, yielding place to new In drawing to the close of the year, v e are about to turn another page in the lustory of Trafalgar. This year our school has moved forward with strides. Each girl has taken a keen interest in every branch of activity. The students give to our col- lege its most valuable qualities by holding to tradition, yet not allowing the past to bind ihem, for each student body has its own individuality and ideals. A splendid spirit of unity has been created among the classes and individual students. During the past year several innovations have been introduced. To begin with there is study hall which most closely affects each one of us. More pleasant to con- template is the new crest which we hope will grace the middies of all the future generations at O.L.C. And our frills! — to an outsider this may convey little or noth- ing, but to us it conjures visions of long black-stockinged legs, surmounted by a white middy from which there issues a brief pleated skirt — four (?) inches is the regulation length — and there you have our frills. Maybe they are not much to look at, but they are. so convenient for tennis and gym. There is, however, one thing which has been the desire of every student body for some years past, which has not yet been realized; that of changing the name of our college. In one of the old Whitby Gazettes it is referred to as A Female School for Girls. We admit that Ontario Ladies 1 College is a slight improvement on that, but even so it conveys the wrong conception of our school. We have no wish to suggest that we do not aspire to be ladies in the truest sense of the word, but we certainly are not so mid-Victorian as this title would imply. There are several ideas for a new name, all giving a truer impression of our beautiful building and spacious grounds. We love our Alma Mater as Dear old Trafalgar, and hope that some day the beauty of that stately name may become a part of our school ' s title. Surely such a name would be an incentive to every girl to put forth her best efforts to attain her goal. All of us have striven this last year and some perhaps have achieved. We feel we may say with gratitude to our Alma Mater: Take the praise that ' s due yoi School-house on the hill, We ' ll be faithful to you While remembering still This one word you taught us Hand, heart and soul, This high gift you brought us, How to ma e the goal. — E. H. G.

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