Walkerville Collegiate Institute - Blue and White Yearbook (Windsor, Ontario Canada)

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BLU E A N D W H I T E 19 4 9 The Thinking Fellow Calls a Yellow PHONE 3-2424 COMPLIMENTS YELLOW CAB CO., WINDSOR, LIMITED Compliments of Blake Fierce Finance Limited New Used Cars Financed Loans $50.00 t« $1,500.00 205 Douglas Bldg. 4-7557 Assampttmt College THE UNIVERSITY OF WESTERN ONTARIO Expanding to Meet the Needs Of a Growing Community For Further Information Consult The Registrar 398 Huron Line Phone 3-6355

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BLUE AND WHITE 1949 15 SCHOLARSHIP WINNERS i I I u I 1 . 1 K A ■ JRSP .7 IK 1 Hil n 1 1 ISiE WB r [if 1 1 fily 1 1! 1 f ' I Uf Pi i w mil I j i J( i i i e 2 | : 1 I 1 i i V ’ I] | V ( W ■ If St m • f MU Sk k 2 i - % • iviy Back: W. N. Ball, Principal. E. Cherniak, J. MacLachlan. A. Adsett, J. Barden, A. MacMillan. Front: D. Mathleson, C. Harrison, M. MacKinnon, A. Ballnt, J. Hugill. B. Rogula. L. Hillis, B. Ord. ▼ Once again we salute the students of ,C.l. who have brought honour to their alma mater by capturing a good proportion of the scholar¬ ships awarded in this district through their out¬ standing scholastic achievements. The J. L. McNaughton scholarship was award¬ ed to Angus MacMillan who turned it over to John Harden as he had already won the Burnside Scholarship in Mathematics and Science at the University of Toronto worth $625, the First Carter Scholarship of $100 for the highest stand¬ ing obtained in Essex County and the Royal Jubilee Chapter l.O.D.E. Proficiency Bursary of $150. Incidentally, the Carter Scholarships are awarded to students writing ten upper school papers including English Composition, English Literature. Algebra and Geometry. John Barden also won a Dominion Provincial scholarship of S400 as did Anne Balint. If the need persists and their standing remains high, they may receive these scholarships for four years. The University of Western Ontario Scholar¬ ship of $300 was awarded to Alex Adsett in Bi¬ ology. Llewellya Hillis won the Knights’ Scholar¬ ship in Biology worth $825 and also a $40 Carter Scholarship for placing third in Essex County. Beverly ()rd is attending Western as she won W.C.I.’s scholarship of $250. Janet Hugill is also at Western with a scholarship in Mathematics and Physics worth $.500 and a Leonard Founda¬ tion Scholarship of $100 for general proficiency. Margo MacKinnon was awarded a $100 schol¬ arship at the Toronto Conservatory of Music. A $580 scholarship from the Royal Military College was awarded to John MacLachlan. the O.C. of our Cadet Corps. Don MacXaughton came through with a Pro¬ vincial l.O.D.E. Scholarship of $300 which may be earned by any son of a War Veteran. Betty Rogula is attending Normal School at Western on a $400 scholarship. Eugene Cherniak, Carole Harrison and Dorothea Mathieson received $100 Grade 13 Dominion Provincial Scholarships for their good work in Grade 12. May we add our word of congratulations to the many these students will receive, together with the wish that the years may bring them success in their chosen fields. HUGH MORRIS.

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B L LT E A N I) W H 1 T E 1 V 4 V 17 i ♦ FIRST PRIZE HIGHWAYS ARE FLATTENED WALLS From the earliest days walls have been a sym¬ bol of man’s distrust of man. Roads and high¬ ways have always shown man’s mutual admir¬ ation and faith in his neighbour. The upright walls are a barrier to progress in civilization but the flattened walls or highways are one of the greatest means of spreading culture throughout the world. Even the tiniest village, fearful of the outside world, endeavoured to wall itself off. The walls were the product of mistrust and fear. Whatever was strange, whatever was unfamiliar, was felt to be evil, and was to be shut out at all costs. Not until Roman civilization introduced a great network of roads across Europe, and battered down these ancient walls, was any significant progress through the interchange of ideas pos¬ sible. Along these great roads marched not only the stalwart legions but also there marched a culture which fanned outwards from Imperial Rome. When Rome itself fell from its pinnacle of world power its great roads persisted as aven¬ ues of mutual understanding. Scholars, teachers, early Christian missionaries, walked along the roads that Rome had built and her legions had maintained. The roads were a symbol of a unify¬ ing spirit throughout Europe. But, as a student of history knows, this spirit of unity fell away with the growth of early nationalism. With the development of the nationalistic states the walls were built again. Nation feared nation, as in the early days tribe- had feared tribe. Again there were those who felt that what was unfamiliar was somehow evil and must be shut out. Patriotism became to many the highest virtue, and with its walls the world divided itself into many cells. The terrible war of 1914-1918 unfortunately did little to remedy this situation. An idealistic but ineffectual League of Nations proved unable to batter down the walls of mistrust and fear which separated man front man and nation from nation. Twenty years after the close of this bloody war. the world was again plunged into conflict. Just as the Great Wall of China could not keep that ancient nation either isolated or safe, so the Mag- inot and Siegfried lines failed to protect modern France and Belgium. The walls have failed mankind. Down through the ages they have proved unequal to the task of helping to form a better world. To-day the world stands at the end of a great and terrible conflict. The choice which lies before us can be resolved into simply this: will we rebuild the walls or will we rebuild the roads? The walls are a symbol of fear and darkness. The roads are a symbol of faith and progress. HUGH MORRIS 13A. ' ' SECOND PRIZE ANGEL CAKE The school wasn ' t very far away, really, but to Eddie’s short legs it seemed vast miles. At last he caught sight of the wire netting which fenced off the playground where the older boys played marbles at recess, but something blocked his vision. Looking up, he saw a little boy like him¬ self beside one of the older boys. Eddie had seen him before, but didn’t exactly know them. Hello—,” he said uncertainly. “Haw,” guffawed the ‘big bov,’ “Let ' ini have it, Davy!” Davy rushed at Eddie, his fists swinging. Eddie started back in amazement -they wanted to fight him! He remembered what his mama had said about turning the other cheek, but anger welled up in him when they started to call him names. “G’wan, hit ’im again, he’s scared,” the ‘big boy’ encouraged. “I am not scared,” Eddie cried resentfully, charging into his youthful opponent with both pudgy fists. Finally the ‘big boy’ intervened and with one wallop knocked the wind completelv out of Eddie, who hit the ground with a hard thump. “C ' mon Davy,” the ‘big boy’ yelled, “We’ll be late!” Hot tears stung Eddie’s eyes: tears of anger, and pride, but mostly of just plain hurt. He smudged away the drops on his cheeks, and standing up. dusted off the seat of his short trousers, lie would be late for school now. and besides, he couldn’t go like this! Eddie surveyed the big tear in the elbow of his shirt, and blinked back a tear. If he went home, his mother would be angry because he was dirty and had been fighting—. “But it wasn’t my fault.” Eddie sobbed, scuff¬ ing away from school. “I didn ' t want to hit him ! You see. Eddie was a good boy. He didn’t live in the most exclusive section of town, but he said his prayers every night, and washed behind