Victoria High School - Victorian Yearbook (Edmonton, Alberta Canada)

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GIRLS’ BASKETBALL Seniors (JTIT HE season just concluded has been a busy one for the Inter-school ill League. Practices have been frequent and regular since early fall, and by Christmas the lucky few who were to represent Victoria had been tentatively selected. The Seniors played several practice games with Nor¬ mal and with the boys’ Bantam team. In the league games the girls won against every team except McDougall, Babe Belanger making that team too hard to beat. However, the Commercial ites were hard put to make a victory against the teamwork of Helen Glockzin and Florence Brent. Doris Johnson, Nora Paterson and Margaret MacMillan were another set that would put dismay into the hearts of any team wanting a big point lead. Anna Terley, Kay Swallow, and Margaret Moore with a cool philosophical reaction to either victory or defeat played a game in keeping with that of the rest of the team. Juniors The Juniors looked like sure winners this year. Mollie Kalancha. with the faculty of being everywhere at once, received first class support from Maxine McMillan and Kay Gimblett. “Gussy” Gee, a forward, could flick the ball in from any angle. Dot Murray was quick, her shooting accurate, and her actions at centre splendid. Louise Pearson and Alice Cross were regarded as valuable by the visiting teams—they were hard to find. Much to the surprise of all basketball fans, they lost the city cham¬ pionship to Westmount by a mere two points. House League Although the Inter-school games receive more publicity, the House League games are just as important, from one point of v iew, because they give every girl in the school a chance to play. Last fall a basketball association was organized, consisting of a repre¬ sentative from each room, with the purpose of securing a team from each room. A schedule was arranged and games were played until the end of January, Seniors and Juniors playing alternately. Competition was keen, very few games being postponed or defaulted. This fact reflects great credit on those who took charge of the games and coached the different teams. The winner in the Senior section was Room 9, their line-up being: Gussy Gee, Nora Paterson, Helen Nalanchuk, Dot Howey, Marion Rendall, Kay Gimblett, Tryna Newhouse, Jerry Holingsworth. Room 21 galloped to victory in the Junior section without a single defeat. It looks as though this room is to furnish material for future Vic teams. Their line-up was: Babe Graham, Emma Williamson, Bonnie Philips, Dorothy Bonsfield, Edith Fisk, Phyllis Perry.

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Year Book 33 AN OPPORTUNITY FOR EXERCISE Bv Margaret E. Smith, Room 5 GiT HERE was not a sound to be heard along the beach except the 111 rhythmic dip, dip, dip of the paddles as the canoe drew nearer. When it reached the wharf a slim fair-haired girl jumped out, and after making the rope fast, turned to her companion, saying: “Jerry Allyn, I think you’re the meanest boy on earth.’’ With this as a parting shot Elspeth MacGregor ran along the wharf, across the sand and disappeared up the path. Jerry, after gathering up the paddles and cushions in silence, placed them on the beach, then looked up where he could see Slim running along the path. “Well, I’m the meanest boy on earth, am I,” he said slowly, “and Elspeth MacGregor, you can come mighty close to being the meanest girl when you want to, but other times”—and Jerry, his lips slowly curving in a smile, took a running dive from the wharf and swam out to the raft. Jerry Allyn and Elspeth MacGregor had been across Pine Lake to the village, for supplies. All had gone well till they reached the Point, where Elspeth decided that she wanted to swim the rest of the way. Jerry refused, saying that he didn’t care to exercise his life-saving knowl¬ edge just at that time. Slim couldn’t dive from the canoe when Jerry refused to allow it, because he would probably let the whole load turn turtle and then there would be a mess. So she paddled the rest of the way in silence, refusing even to answer Jerry’s questions as to whether or not they would practise their dives for the regatta that day. Jerry, lying on his back on the raft, his hands under his curly head, his tanned legs in the air, watched the path for Slim’s reappearance. She usually got over thinking he was the meanest boy on earth in a very short time. That particular afternoon, however, Slim had no intention of re¬ penting. She had come to the conclusion that Jerry was too conceited to endure and she was going to show him that she could swim well enough that he didn’t need to exercise his knowledge of life-saving as far as she was concerned. Therefore, she spent the rest of the afternoon help¬ ing her brother paint the porch floor. Jerry waited, and waited. His blue eyes lost their teasing sparkle and took on a perplexed gaze as he realized that Slim didn’t intend to forgive and forget as quickly as usual. Later that evening, Jerry, in his white flannels, racket in hand, whistled for Elspeth in the usual manner. After giving their call two or three times, and getting no response, he strode angrily up the road towards the courts. There to his dismay he saw Slim busily engaged playing doubles with the three boys on the beach whom he didn’t like. “Hello, Allyn,” one of them cried, “there are three girls over there waiting for a fourth. You better go and play!” Jerry, his face a bit pale under his tan, after seeing that Slim had no intention of speaking to him, replied, with a cheerfulness which was in great contrast to the hurt look in his eyes, “Sure, that’s great. Just suits me fine!” and he started to play on the other court.