Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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The Golden Window The story is told about a boy who marvelled at the golden window he saw on the distant house across the valley. Impatiently he besought his mother to permit him to go to see this wondrous thing. Next morning he set out, his steps quickened by expectancy. But when he reached his goal he discovered to his disappointment that the windows were not gilded, but exactly the same as those at home. Turning his footsteps forlornly homeward, he stopped suddenly in his tracks. Lo, the windows of his own house were golden! The ease with which we assure ourselves that others have love- lier things than we, that more distant fields offer a richer harvest than our own, or that our neighbour has more intellectual gifts than we have found in ourselves, only blinds us to our unique abilities, diverts our nobilities, and even enervates the soul. Could the poison of a serpent be more deadly? Shakespeare knew its insidious havoc; Those that much covet are with gain so fond For what they have not, that which they possess They scatter and unloose it from their bond, And so, by hoping more, they have but less . Go from our school this year more firmly resolved to build upon your present level of attainment, a beautiful structure of abid- ing worth. Hesitate before you cross the valley to follow your vision. Let it be only a reflection, and thereby wholly unattainable; but choose those goals that advance with every step you take, and which, by so doing, leave just enough of moral and spiritual worth within you that you are in possession of that enrichment which enables you to take another step. S. L. OSBORNE Page 3

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Not our logical, mensurative faculty, but our imaginative one is king over us; I might say, priest and prophet to lead us heaven- ward, or magician and wizard to lead us hellward. Page 2

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Miss Carter is leaving us MISS J. MAY CARTER. B.A. DEAN. 1951-57 Page 4