Weston Collegiate Institute - Conning Tower Yearbook (Weston, Ontario Canada)

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Laziness L aziness is a much scorned occupation of a minority of people. Teachers abhor itg busi- nessmen lose their hair because of ity and, most people detest anyone with enough gumption to take part in his own favourite past time of taking life eaSy . Just how many people have ever tried to be lazy? Not very many, for if they had the world wouldn't be in such chaos and hurry as it is at present. Who knows maybe Russia wouldn't have invented Sputnik and Mutnik if she hadn't worked so hard. As far as personal advantages and disadvantages go, there is a multitude of the former and a scar- city of the latter. Disadvantages such as the scorn of the world's robot -like counterparts never bother the man who knows how to enjoy himself. A life of laziness, in my estimation, is the ulti- mate of ideals. Being lazy not only lengthens the life expectancy but provides a brighter outlook on life. To emphasize this point, take for example, Huck Finn. There was a boy with the ideal life. Many people thought he was a worthless no-good, but underneath his shabby clothing and bedraggled countenance was pure laziness Most people think of laziness as an ill-bred habit. This is not so. To become lazy requires one to work hard to forget his worries and have the desire to leave ambition be. All. in all laziness is slowly but surely becoming a lost art. -George Grainger, 11A UNIVERSITY COLLEGE 3 and 4-year course leading ta B,A, and B,Com, RESIDENCES EOR MEN AND WOMEN Scholarships and Bursaries at admission and in course PRIZES FOR CREATIVE WRITING For applications and interviews write to THE REGISTRAR UNIVERSITY COLLEGE Toronto 5 First Snowstorm The earth was cold as the sun had set, And the darkened clouds moved close and met, Swiftly, softly. Every man had gone to bed, Guessing little what lay ahead, For this was a storm which was not known, It came from the sea and the wind had blown, Fiercely, proudly. The weather grew cold and the clouds as they moved, Brought little warning and naught to be proved That the storm would not pass and the wind would not blow Without bringing sleet and plenty of snow, Silently, lightly. Throughout the night the sparkling snow came And by morning the earth looked not the same. The earth's green had left without trace, A beautiful white had taken its place, Shimmering, sparkling. But loveliness couldn't be for long, For cars and the sun took their toll at dawn, Cruelly, blindly. -Linda Musselwhite, 11A. PUBLIC SPEAKING Finals of our annual public speaking contest were held in the auditorium on Wednesday, Feb. 19th, and the judges were Mr. G.W. Bull and Mr. C.W. Caskey who presented the prizes which had been donated by the Weston Lions Club. In the senior division, first prize winner was Don Richardson, 12Ag second prize went to Raymond Duplain, 13C. First prize in the intermediate division was taken by Peter Muller, 10A, and Diane Drummond, 1OA, took second place. The junior division saw Janet Moffat, 9D, take first prize, while Linda Christensen, also of 9D, took second. TYPEWRITERS - ADDERS For Sale or Rent New or Used NORTH WEST OFFICE EOUIPMENT 1287 Weston Road RO, 7-I2IO Open Evenings 38

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The Sinking of the Athenia SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 3RD, 1939. This is a date that still lingers in the minds of many people. When the Athenia left the docks of Glasgow, Scotland on Friday, September lst not one of the fourteen hundred passengers and crew aboard even imagined that only two days later the boat would go down. The Athenia was two hundred and fifty m iles off the coast of Ireland when it was torpedoed by a German sub between the hours of 7:30 and 8:00 p.m. War was declared on September 3rd, the morning of the sinking. This was a tragic experience as I have heard from my mother who was a passenger on the Athenia. My brother was also there, but cannot remember anything as he was only two years of age at the time. There were two torpedoes fired from the German sub. The first one hit the generator room putting the ship in complete darkness and listing the boat over on its side. It was like a nightmare! Women and children were screaming and groping around in the dark trying to find their own families. Before they had time to get on deck the second torpedoe struck. The stairway to the dining-room collapsed trapping many passengers who never got out. The crew were wonderful, and did every- thing possible. They kept shouting, Put on your life-jackets and get on deck. It was worse for the poor refugees aboard than it was for the rest. They were really in a panic as they couldn't speak any English and many of them were quite old. My mother and brother finally made it to the deck. A stewardess was calling, Women and children first , and they were lowering the life- boats as fast as they could. After reaching the deck my mother and brother had to be separated. A lifeboat was just being lowered and there was only room for one. My mother handed my brother over and he was the last child to leave the ship. All he had on were his pyjamas and a lifejacket but they put him in the bottom of the boat to protect him from the wind and cold. After seven hours they were picked up by a liner that had received the SOS signal. They hadn't accommodation for all of them so he among others was transferred later to a warship. My mother finally got in a lifeboat from another deck and after twelve hours she was picked up by a British destroyer which had been on a routine duty at the north of Scotland. It was a terrible experience, as the destroyer had to stay out at sea for hours dropping depth charges since they knew the sub was in that area. When the destroyer docked in Greenock where the boat my brother was on had docked my mother was reunited with my brother who had been well taken care of by the sailors of the War ship. Thus an international tragedy was averted from being a personal tragedy for usl - Nancy Sornmerville, C11A 'mem W1 F Above is Mory Collonder, in on old-time dress, of the fireplace in our centennial museum. Compliments of MANNING BISCUIT COMPANY OF CANADA lTD. ir DOWNSVIEW ONTARIO 39