West Elgin High School - Kaleidoscope Yearbook (West Lorne, Ontario Canada)

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Junior Second Prize WHY DO WE HAVE CHRISTMAS? c ' Why do we have Christmas? someone said to me, Here is what I told him, listen and you ' ll see. Christmas is a happy time A time of joy and cheer, A time we should remember, And a time we should hold dear. Because of that small baby Who came into our heart, He took the good and bad And put them both apart. He taught us to be thankful To our Father up above, He taught us to be good And kind to all we love. His gifts had been most generous But His time had been too short. Because they carried him away To Caesar ' s Royal Court. But let us now remember When He came from up above, And of that one most precious gift, The gift for all to Love. By Linda Compeau Senior Second Prize PEACE Shakespeare wrote so many decades past That all the world ' s a stage and we the cast. Now at long last we can prove ' tis true God is the author, and each one takes his cue. It may at times seem more than we can bear But God will take us in his loving care If we ask, and place our trust in Him He ' ll comfort and assist in all our battles grim. The Lord is my Shephered I shall not want With this in mind, any obstacle we could mount. If all men would make a convenant of peace Soon all wars and hatred would cease. Betty Kearns.

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Senior Poem - First Prize ' NON SCHOLAE SED VITAE West Elgin High we praise you now For you will always be A school that we can be proud of And hold in high esteem. We all know what our motto says Let ' s live it through and through Non scholae sed vitae diseimus That ' s Latin as you see. It is not for school we ' re learning Instead our whole lives through So as we go about each day Let ' s make our motto true. We ' ve learned for school , that ' s quite correct But something more than that, To live a life that ' s full of truth For ever and always. To thank West Elgin would be wrong Instead our teachers true They ' ve tried their hardest, done their best Now what more can they do? Yes, it ' s up to us, the students Of dear West Elgin High To practise what they ' ve preached to us Until the day we die. We can ' t all be Albert Einsteins Or Stephen Leacocks too, But we can show our knowledge In the little things we do. So let ' s not let West Elgin down She ' s been our guardian and guide Lets ' ever speak of her good name And for her show our pride. By Kathy Baker LATIN LUNACY You see a pretty girl walking down the street; she is, of course FEMININE. If she is SINGULAR you are NOMINATIVE. You walk across to her and become DATIVE. If she is not OBJECTIVE you are soon PLURAL. You walk home with her and her mother becomes ACCUSATIVE. You enter and sit down. Her little brother is a DEFINITE ARTICLE. You talk of her FUTURE and she changes to your PAST. You kiss her and her father becomes PRESENT. Things are TENSE and soon you find yourself the PAST PARTICIPLE. Kids who watch television night and day, will go down in history — not to mention geometry, French and Chemistry.

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Second Prize A NARROW ESCAPE The door swung open slowly on its rusty hinges as my companion and I entered the house that was believed to be haunted. We had decided to satisfy our curiosity by exploring it. It had been un- inhabited now for many years. As we both stood in the doorway of the house my pulse quickened. We both entered cautiously. The room cer- tainly gave proof of long vacancy. Cobwebs, dust and broken or discard- ed furniture lay everywhere. We stood silently, wondering where to begin our exploration. I mot- ioned to a door at the left of us. We walked over and opened the door. Apparently it was the kitchen. A scratched, dirty stove stood in one corner and cupboards occupied much wall space. We had been in the house only ten minutes, when suddenly, we were startled to hear an eerie, wailing noise. Frightened, we both dashed to the front door, but after trying unsuccessfully to open it, we gave up. Apparently it had been blown shut and locked by the wind. The windows were boarded up so escape that way was hopeless. We hurried to the kitchen again to see if there were any way out in that direction. I could hear the howling wind outside. The weather forecast had said high winds but these seemed dangerously high. Suddenly, without warning, the living room ceiling began to crack and the next instant it came down, burying everything beneath! Luckily we had been in the kitchen. Trembling with fear, we listened fearing there would be more cave-ins. But after a few minutes we tried to open the kitchen door. It was jammed shut by the debris on the other side. Then I noticed a door at the rear of the kitchen. With our few re- maining hopes we tried the door. It opened! But to our dismay a hurri- cane was in full force outside. We closed the door and waited until the next morning when the hurricanefinally died down. When we went outside, we saw that the house was almost a complete wreck. Only the back end where the kitchen was had survived the hurricane. We were thankful to have escaped with our lives! by Kathy Ford 0k