Winkler Collegiate Institute - Collegian Yearbook (Winkler, Manitoba Canada)

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GERRY WIEBE, Winkler Good looks and a friendly manner are always a pleasing combination. These characteristics make Gerry one of the most popular girls in our class. Her ideas given in discussion periods are always interesting and worth listening to. She enjoys playing the piano and singing in the church choir. She also took part in the operetta. Her favourite pastimes include skat¬ ing and curling. Is there any better preparation for the fulfillment of her ambition next year than working in the bakery after hours? DANELLA WOLFE, Snowflake Danella came all the way from Snowflake to complete high school at the W.C.I. Her favourite subject is Mathematics, in which mistakes hard¬ ly ever slip her notice. She is also very efficient at performing Chemistry experiments. After having done her homework, she enjoys plea¬ sure skating. She is an excellent player of vol¬ leyball. Her brown eyes nd merry laugh have won her many friends. Her diligence in study¬ ing should make her successful at Teachers’ College next year. JOHN ZACHARIAS, Winkler This handsome lad came to us from Reinland where he received his primary education. He took his Grade XI at the M.C.I. and he now has joined the Winkler ‘squad’ for his final year. John takes a great interest in baseball, foot¬ ball. and curling. He enjoys Mathematics and Physics. His deep bass voice made him an excellent pirate in our recent operetta. Next year we may find him in teachers’ training. ' We are sure that the future will hold success for him. A Little Bird Told Me were continually glancing our way during the first period? I felt so flattered to be admired by such handsome gentlemen” and she giggled foolishly as she preened her feathers, still conscious of their admiring glances. “No,” twittered Mrs. Robin, who prided herself on her literary talent, “I was much too busy listening to the beautiful descrip¬ tion in “The Return of the Native” to pay any attention to anything else. I was so glad that the window was open. I can’t understand those who think that the first two chapters are boring. My sympathies are entirely with the teacher. You must not expect everyone to have such refined tastes as your own, you know”, Mrs. Lark replied soothingly. “By the way, where do those eleven girls go to after the first period? They always seem in a great hurry to leave the room.” “I was wondering about the same thing”, chirped Mrs. Robin, “so this morning I Page 19 “I have never seen such clever Grade Nil’s before”, exclaimed Mrs. Lark to Mrs. Robin as the two neighbors were indulging in their evening gossip. They had both built their nests in the trees outside the Grade XII room and found that their location gave them a perfect view of proceedings within the precincts of this elite society. “They certainly are the most active class I have ever watched, especially when some of the boys are chasing each other around the room”, replied Mrs. Robin. “Soon they’ll be gone and things will be so empty around here. It’s just as if they were our own child, ren preparing to leave the nest for the first time. I’m sure I shall miss them dreadfully”, and she wiped a tear from her eye with her wing. Mrs. Lark did not think it wise to worry about the future when one could enjoy life in the present. She was very proud of her new spring dress and remarked casually “Did you notice that eight pairs of eyes

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Page 18 GRACE TOEWS, Morden This is Grace ' s third year at the W.C.I. She always has a bright smile for everyone and maybe it’s her friendly disposition which makes her enjoy most of her subjects. We may often find her burning the midnight oil to solve a problem in Mathematics, but this does not pre¬ vent her from attending I.S.C.F. on Monday nights. If you go near Grace’s place around 6:00 p.m. the hot-plate will be laden with a feast fit for — her sister. She makes good use of her spare time by reading, or singing in her sweet soprano voice. Someday you may see Grace standing at the front of a classroom teaching boys and girls. RICHARD TOEWS, Morden As a conscientious student, Richard gets paid in rich dividends in the final examinations. He is quiet and reserved, but ‘still waters run. deep’. Besides singing in the church choir, he is a good violinist in our school orchestra. His future is as yet unknown, but with his flare for science, who knows what may become of him? Although small of stature, he might rise to be a great science professor some day. HENRY UNGER, Winkler Henry is a happy-go-lucky fellow without a care in the world. We may always find a smile on his face, probably because he is free of worries. He is an uncomplaining stu¬ dent who always has his work done. Curl¬ ing, hockey, football, and baseball, have a strong attraction for Henry. Lately he has also devel¬ oped great skill as a ping-pong player. He has intentions of attending Teachers’ College next year. ESTHER UNRAU, Myrtle Jovial, dark-haired Esther is spending her first as well as her last year in the W.C.I. She delights in anything that requires lots of action such as basketball, volleyball and sometimes last minute rushes around the hour of nine. Esther’s spare time is spent in playing piano. Writing witty essays suits her fine, but German translation is the bane of her life. Esther’s optimism and cheerfulness can put anyone out of homework worries. Next year Esther plans tc be either at Bible school or at Teachers’ College. KARL WALKOF, Winkler Karl is one of those students that has attended the WCJ for four years. Every morning he comes the long distance from Blumstein to Winkler in his father’s car. Karl has bright blue eyes and a dark brown brushcut which make him very attractive. During school time he is a very quiet lad, but during recess breaks appears much more lively. His future occupation, is as yet undecided.

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decided to find out what they were up to. I flew around the school, peeped into every classroom, until finally I found them in the library. I watched for a while and came to the conclusion that it must be the His¬ tory class, because there were only girls in it. The terrible things that happened during something they called the First World War are really shocking. No wonder our ances¬ tors had to emigrate to Canada to find food. Those human beings have caused so much trouble already. I wonder what they’ll do next”, she sighed, shaking her feathered head dolefully at the tragic thought. ‘‘You really shouldn’t have missed Phy¬ sics class this morning. My head was just whirling when they talked about machines, motors, and mechanical mechanisms, but even the girls seemed to enjoy it. Things certainly aren’t What they were when you and I were young. Then all that a girl had to do was to learn how to bake and cook. But we must keep up with the times, I sup¬ pose”, sighed Mrs. Lark, as though she were a martyr to her principles. “Now, now”, croaked Mrs. Crow who just happened to fly by, “you should have been with me. I just came from the bakery and Garry was still working there, baking bread as industriously as you please. In my opin¬ ion, such a combination of education and practical home economics is ideal. Gerry’s a wise girl, and so pretty too! — Just ima¬ gine what she’ll look like in her own kitchen next year!!!” “I’ve noticed that some of the girls do their own cooking, too” put in Mrs. Lark, who was always ready to defend her favour¬ ite class. “But I am afraid that they are too busy to make proper meals. Hazel said she’d only had an apple for dinner toddy. Even when I’m on a diet of worms, my meals are more appetizing than that!” “Diet of Worms”, crowed Mrs. Robin, an¬ xious to display her superior knowledge, “I’m sure I heard Katherine talking about it this morning, but I’ve forgotten whether it was Martin Luther or Calvin who first discovered its slimming effect.” “Mrs. Robin, I am surprised at your ig¬ norance. Don’t you know that Martin Lu¬ ther was excommunicated from the Catholic Church at the Diet of Worms? Further¬ more, I have been engaged in some scienti¬ fic research with Adeline on the subject of Human Rights and there is no provision made whereby humans may rob us of our diet”, Mrs. Crow informed her in no un¬ certain terms. “That is ‘strictly for the birds’!” • “You should have seen the students work during Mathematics period,” said Mrs. Lark, Page 20 glancing impatiently at Mrs. Crow as if to hint that her presence was no longer desir¬ ed, “I couldn’t understand the lecture be¬ cause the windows were closed, so I must ask Margaret about it. I just marvel at her ability in Maths. Everytime she puts an answer on the blackboard it’s right. I don’t know how she does it”. In a last desperate hint to Mrs. Crow, Mrs- Robin asked, “Can you tell me what the phrase, “Gehen Sie Bitte weg”, means?” “Aw, I don’t know”, cawed Mrs. Crow, yawning sleepily. “Well, you’d better ask some of our bril¬ liant German students. Some of them know their German so well that they wrote their final examination last fall. I’m sure that not every class could boast of such superior knowledge in the foreign language”, ob¬ served Mrs. Robin proudly. “The rest are doing very well too”, re¬ plied Mrs. Lark. Esther is taking German for the first time this year ” “Is that right?” chirped Mrs. Robin who was always ready to help. “Then I should really fly over and help her with the principal parts of the verbs which the class is to know for tomor¬ row.” “But you should just listen to Pat roll the German r’s. Even words like “Grillen” and “Unken” can’t stump her.” twittered Mrs. Lark enthusiastically. “Excuse me for changing the subject, but I’ve noticed that you are always very punc¬ tual for Drama classes lately,” warbled Mrs. Robin. “Yes, I wouldn’t miss it for anything. I even sneaked into Walter’s pocket today and I really enjoyed the lively discussion although I almost suffocated because of the heat. They say the room is always hot but today I’m sure the friction of argument must have added to the rising temperatures.” ’ “I was listening at the window and I heartily agreed with Glenys. I’m sure I wouldn’t be happy without any “reality”, cooed Mrs. Robin as she gazed dreamily at the silver moon. “You’d better come back to reality then,” squawked Mrs. Crow, giving Mrs. Robin a poke in the ribs. She produced a crumpled piece of paper from under her wing. “You wanted me to explain the Periodic Table to you, didn’t you? I’ve got it here. Don’t tell anyone, but Norman dropped his Chemistry book on his way home and this page fell out. He’s really smart in Chemistry. Even the teacher is surprised when he has such concise correct solutions to the problems”. “I really can’t stop now,” protested Mrs, Robin lamely, “I promised that I would be home early so I must go immediately. Per-