Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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- 21 - DIARY - Continued October 1. Dear Diary: Tonight the new girls had a chance to display their talents. We saw everything from crazy mixed - up songs to wrestling matches. I think that we might have a new Cole Porter in the person of Jane Carruthers, who wrote some new words to the song, You ' ll Get Used to It. 1 guess one might say here that ex- perience is the best teacher. I feel scratchy every time I think of Pat Atkinson as the tramp in the park bench sequence. Fleas, anyone? Everyone taking part was at her best and it was a fun-packed evening. I would not be a bit surprised if vaudeville comes back --at O.L.C. anyway. October 16. Dear Diary: I am writing this entry tonight by candlelight as all the lights are out. It has been quite a week-end here at O.L.C. -- Hurricane Hazel paid us a visit! Last night the wind howled so loudly, and the rain poured down in such torrents, that I thought we would find ourselves floating along the shores of Lake Ontario. But O.L.C. stood firm, and I am glad; it is cold outside! Hazel had her advantages too; all the food in the freezer had to be eaten up. We had chicken and loads of ice cream to munch on. Imagine, a chicken dinner by candlelight, and in a girls ' school, too! (1 might mention here that the chicken was not eaten raw --we have gas stoves.) It is very eerie walking along the halls tonight. I have seen at least two ghosts. Funny, though, they resemble the girls, somehow. Well, I hope the lights come on soon, I have homework to do October 23. Dear Diary: It is late at night and my light should be out, but I must tell you about the dance which we held for the Trinity College foot- ball team! The dance got off to a flying start because we had a little meet your partner game. Each girl had the name of a woman on her back and each boy, the name of a man. The idea of the game was to find t he man ' s name that corresponded with the wo- man ' s name you held, and in that way you found a partner -- for the first dance any- way. Everyone got nicely acquainted, and the dance rolled along smoothly. There were spot dances, novelty dances and a slight pause in the dancing while we fixed the record player. After a very good lunch and a hearty sing-song in the common room, we watched the boys drive off, as happy, I hope, as we were. Some of the girls went over to Pick- ering College to a dance tonight. 1 hear them coming in. I am glad that they had as much fun as we did. October 31. Dear Diary: It is Hallowe ' en! The gym has been transformed into a world of strange and mysterious people who walk or even crawl along according to who they are. 1 think I recognize some of the faces behind those masks. These weird looking individuals are taking part in many games and antics, al- though some of them are having difficulty getting around. I have never seen a red- headed walking clothes-line post before! Strange things are happening! The main event -- the prizes, of course! They are: Margaret Cole for full of facts Dragnet.

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- 23 - DIARY - Continued Beryl Irwin tor a very pretty Little Bo-Peep . Sue Lecky, MoUie Millar and Lynn Windrim for a very original two fishermen and a worm. Janet Faber, Judy Sievert and Melodie Munro for two poles and a washer woman - not new but very good. Refreshments ended the evening, and Hallowe ' en was over for another year. November 6. Dear Diary: This has been quite an evening! The Holl y Hop has been a huge success. Oh yes, there were a few embarrassing moments; one was meeting your blind date in the re- ception room. All you could think of to say was, Hi - All that rehearsing for nothing! After the trials of tribulations of the reception line and Miss Carter, may I pre- sent , the dancing got underway, and the time soon sped by as you whirled and danced in every way possible. About 11:30, the drums rolled and Jess announced the crowning of the Queen -- Carol Ann Fee, very lovely in a sparkling white dress, a perfect Queen! A little later, a fabulous lunch of sandwiches, pickles, cake, cookies, ice cream - everything in other words - was served. The last dance was over and it was time to shake hands with your friend . Everyone is settling down to bed now -- I guess that I had better do the same. Beginning of November. A TRIBUTE TO A PAIR OF SHOES Maybe a few words of explanation would be suitable here. -- Today was a very sad day in the history of Miss Bernadine Wilkin ' s shoes . , , they wore outj They went to their last rest through the window of Lower Frances ' washroom after a very stir- ring ceremony attended by all the seniors decked in their mourning clothes. This poem was written in memory of those shoes. Today we are all gathered In sadness, for we know, After many years of service, Bernie ' s shoes just have to go. All who know our Bernie Know she always had a goal - To wear those blessed shoes until Her socks showed through the sole. For years and years, they ' ve served her; Through rain and shine they went. Only she who wore them Know how much they really meant. So now, dear friends and roomies , This is our day of sorrow; Let ' s all chip in with Bernie, To buy another pair tomorrow. November 20. Dear Diary: Well, I have some of my Christmas shopping done now. This afternoon the S.C.M. Bazaar was held and it was a good opportunity to get some presents purchased. After a welcoming speech by Sue Eckel, our S.C.M. President, Marilyn Reader, the S.C.M. President of last year, cut the white ribbon to officially open the Bazaar, and everyone rushed in to examine and to buy the articles. It was not long before everything was sold. The home-made baking was espe- cially tempting. I had some; it was very good, but not for the waistline. November 29. Dear Diary: Oh, my aching brain! The exams started today! I wonder how we are going to last through this week of brain beating. They could be worse (?) 1 suppose, and I know that we will all live through them, but somehow that is not the general opinion. Enough of this back to work!