Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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When you look back upon this year spent at O. L. C . What is it that still lingers within your memory. . . Is it the homework piled high-not knowing where to begin, Or is it the breakfast bell-on that morning you slept in? Is it the time that you got caught at a party after lights Or is the delightful thought of all those pillow fights? Perhaps, it ' s the Christmas dinner when you couldn ' t wait to be As far away as possible from dear old O.I5.C. Or maybe it ' s the formal when everything seemed great -That is if you were able to get yourself a date! And then there ' s after May Day, when you felt half dead And you didn ' t even notice the ' apple-pied 1 bed! But nights before exams are unpleasant to recall, ' Cause there was much uneasiness on every single hall. But at Commencement now, the year has past. May the knowledge you ' ve gained last and last. May you not forget experiences and friendships true, The difference one smile or one word can do! 3

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Principal ' s Message Dear Learner: In Hans Christian Andersen ' s fairy tales I found a story today about the steadfast tin soldier. Two boys had come outside after a heavy rain and found a tin soldier lying on the ground. They picked him up and decided he should be the pilot for their boat. Out of a newspaper they fashioned a little boat, which they immediately set in the stream of water rushing down the gutter. In it stood the tin soldier, racing along, while the boys ran alongside, clapping their hands. He plunged, swerved first to this side and then to that, he would hesitate on the brink of disaster, but then bob up againas straight as he had ever been. Not a muscle moved on his face! He looked straight forward, and held his gun firmly in his hands. Sud- denly the stream ran under a bridge and the tinsoldier was swept into darkness; it was blacker than the box in which he used to be kept. A water rat living under the bridge hailed him, and asked him for his pass; but the little tin soldier held more firmly to his gun and went swiftly by, leaving the rat far behind shouting. Stop him! Stop him! He hasn ' t paid his fare! In life we are all creatures who are swept forward on the barge of circumstances, most of it not of our own choosing, and all of it surprisingly full of dangerous twists. Without pressing the analogy any further- I dare not, if I am to preserve the truth! I should like to direct your attention to that little tinsoldier as a symbol of stead- fast adherence to a driving purpose - just that and no more. The com- plexity of our lives today makes it indubitably essential to keep our eyes on the Holy City if we are to negotiate the distance we are to travel with honour and integrity. May this School leave with you a valuable deposit of Veritas, Virtus, Venustas for you to guard and enrich with care. God be with you- but, more important still, - you be with God! Stanley L. Osborne 5