Wesley Central High School - Memories Yearbook (Fillmore, Saskatchewan Canada)

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VALEDICTORY Often your tasks will be many, Ana more than you think you can do... Often the road will be ruggea Ana the hills insurmountable , too .. . But always remember, the hills ahead Are never as steep as they seem. And with Faith in your heart start upward And climb ' til you reach your dream, For nothing in life that is worthy Is ever too hard to achieve If you have the courage to try it And you have the Faith to believe... For Faith is a force that is greater Than knowleage or power or skill And many defeats turn to triumph If you trust in God ' s wisdom and will... For Faith is a mover of miountains. There ' s nothing that God cannot do. So stfrt out today with Faith in your heart And Climb ' Til Your Dream Gomes True l As I look back tonight it seems only but a short tine ago, that we were starting High School. How the last four years have sped I What one of us will forget grade nine ana the joys of being initiated, not only on Initiation Day, but during the entire year? So many things were new to us and vie haa so much to learn. In our Freshie year, the teachers all said: This is the worst graae nine class we ' ve ever had. Of course when we were in grade ten, we were the worst grade ten class, and so on. I think this year they finally gave up on us 1 1 But, regardless, of our scraps and mischiefs, we somehow managed to sur- vive graae nine and now we were sophisticated sophomores, busily taking an active part in school activities and so the years raced by and before we knew it we were Juniors, looking with envy on the graae twelve students. And all too soon it was our turn. Vve were the Seniors. But it was to be our last football game, our last dram.a night, our last of everything at Wesley Central. But we threw ourselves energetically into the events of the year. We put our heart anu soul into the ola familiar cheer: Go Flyers Go. We played our best at basketball ana before we knew it, our school aays were ending and to- night we are biding them farewell. Although tonight is our graauation, there are many others who are sharing in our happiness — and among these are our parents. Our parents are proud to- night ana well they deserve to be, for without their help and guiaance, I ' m sure none of us woula be here tonight. You-our parents-have been beside us during our sensitive years of growing up-you shared our joy over our first aate; you cried with us over our heartaches, which seem so meager now, but at the time seemed so important; and you laughea with us when we were happy with the mere joy of living and being young. And so tonight, I fina it so hard to express our deep gratitude for all you ' ve aone . And so I ' ll just say a simple thank you ana I hope in the future that we can continue to live up to your expectations. There are also our teachers here tonight and again it is hard to find a way to express our gratituae. I guess the best thing to say would be: thanks for putting up with us I Seriously though, we ' d like to thank you for your concern and your determination to get us through, when most of the tire we ' ve seemed to be fighting against you and against an eaucstion. But now, we can aporeciate the value of an education and so we thank you.

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And now a few words shout my fellow graduates: u- u .i r Viola was our brsin. She supplied a lot of coirpetition, of which the rest of us weren ' t always so thankful for. Derlene was our singer. Of course that is when she managed to make it to School. Allan was the suave, silent type. , . , . v,„t„ v,-nri GrJ-ce and Judv were our workers, who were always reaoy to lend a helping hano. Vikas and Ken ' were our mad scientists. Sometimes we wondered if we would ever survive chemistry lab I iVary was always quiet— but always working. . „ u Linda— well we never saw too much of Linaa because she wt s either running tc the telephone or teaching music lessons. Cave was our athlete. Well, you name it, Dave could oo it. .nvthinc tr- Bev wes always ready with a joke, a fantastic story, well ,]ust about anything to fill in time in spares. , t u And Dianne was always the first to laugh, and laugh, and laugh. But our timies together are now enuing and we are at the crcssrceds, look- ing to the future. The road we choose will make all the difference in the years to come. For we can choose the brcaa highway or the narrow pathway. The way we choose will depend on what we are searching for, for the future will be what we alone make it. ' Ahat one of us do not want fame and fortune — but this alone will never satisfy. We must set a goal end strive for it— but we must not get so wound UD in material things that we forget all else. For som.e of the rich- est and m.ost famous people in the world today are the loneliest. For without friendship, faith, ana happiness, is life really worth living? If you can ' t be a highway then just be a trail If you can ' t be the sun be a star; It isn ' t by size that you win or you fail — Be the best of whatever you are 1 And so as we face the future tonight, we should listen to the words of Emil; Dickinson and apply them to our own lives: ■ ' If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again I shall not live in vain. As I stand here tonight and see the faces of my friends, I recall the wie- ner-roasts, the little get-to-gethers ana the serious talks we ' ve had. It is hard to shut the doors on these, the things that have been and shall be no more. We do not know whether our paths shall cross again, but those dear memories shal miake us kin forever — you and I. And so in the vears ahead we are all going to be searching for our dreams. It ' ll take a lot of ' hard work, determination ano there ' ll probably be some heartache— but it ' ll be worth it. For som.e day; each and everyone of us, in our own way will find our dreams and our pot of gold, at the end of our rainbow. VALEDICTORIAN Erenda Lackey