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In June had eight Grade 12 grades, and nine Grade 13 graduates, (two thirds of who were Ontario Scholars). The Recreation Centre was packed with people. For those who missed the event it was a - song "Thank God I'm A '! night to remember. As usual there was the presentation of the numer- ous Proficiency Prizes and Bursaries. The winner of the Bob McLaughlin Memorial Award was the outstanding male member and harem leader of the Grade 13 class, Roy Cowling. New this year, another special award the W.G. Bowles Memorial Award was presented to two very active and dedicated students Deb Wolters and Gord Barraball. The presen- tation to 35 honour students from last year concluded the Awards part of the pro- gramme, Valedictorian Louise Van Camp gave a touching speech reminiscing of the past experiences of the graduating class of '78 and in the hearts of former and present students (even the teacher) and an excellent job with their two chosen selec- tions "Autumn Leaves" and the popular John Denver Valedictory A by Louise an Camp We're done! School's out! It's a great day to be alive. Friends and graduates: It wasn't leng ago that those chants resounded throughout Blackstock, their force pro- pelling summer bound students down the steps of Cartwright High School. For some of us it was the last time. Yet tonight, it is not without a tinge of sadness that we realize an era in our life, however small, has % Paisley. Cartwright valedictorian for 1978 Louise come to an end; only to be dealt with now in the reflec- tion of our memories. What of those years we spent at C.H.S.? From "Initiation ' on, we embar- ked into some of the best years of our life. (Even if we didn't know it at the time.) On the first day what other school provided a compul- sory tour of the boys locker room and a free beauty treatment of baby oil, powder, lipstick and toma- Country Boy'. To complete the evening the Grade 13 Class presented a one act play -- Monster Soup or (That Thing in my Neck is a Tooth). Pretty scary stuff. We would like to thank the prize donors for their contri- butions and their interest shown in the local high school. On Sunday, November 12 the Students' Council hon- oured the '78 Graduates with a smorgasbord dinner at Port Tavern. The parents, teachers and Mrs. Y. Chris- tie were also invited to come along, After the delicious meal, Mr. Paisley and the teachers took the liberty of revealing clandestine events the students had been in- volved in over the past half decade. To complete the "roast" a few parents were called upon to comment on recent alumni. Good food! Good friends! Good Hum- our! What could be finer? toes. There we were, selling toilet paper on the four corners of Blackstock for two cents a sheet. We remember visiting Moon Shot Rock at Terrace Bay staying "in the jail" in Ottawa, Winter Carnivals that got rained out and gar- bage collection trips to scenic Cartwright Dump. No, it can't be said that we totally disregarded the say- ing ""we're not here for a long time, but a good time!" In $3 i Van Camp with principal Gordon Cartwright High School's 197 un 2A 8 Ontario Scholars were honoured at Commen- cement Saturday evening. They are front from left: Louise Van Camp, Deb McLaughlin and Janet Parsons. Back from left: Joanne Malcolm, Peter Duives- teyn and Cyndy Hogg. fact, one of the major con- cerns in Chemistry last year was to devise an experiment to decide whether Rolaids did infact consume 47 times its weight in stomach acid or not. For some reason, un- known to us, this was some- thing the teachers seemed desperate to know. (Could it be that they felt school with us was a gas?) Who says small schools from smorgasbord dining to scholastic achievement. Cartwright may have had fewer doors - but they were open doors, not only if you had a problem or needed someone to talk to, but doors open in involvement. The only prerequisite for the Glee Club was enthusiasm. The House Plays always had room for more actors or make-up artists. We entered field day, not for personal gain, but because we were active Alicats, Oopiks or Tigers. C.H.S. gave us much more than the diploma we receiv- ed tonight and the factual education it symbolizes. When we learned to handle the agony of exams we gain- -ed an insight into coping with stress in daily life. Through managing the Students' Council, the Year Book and other activities in the community we attained leadership and organization. As we matured, we learned to live with each other and to respect the other person's point of view. In a six room school you couldn't hide from anyone for long. These gifts of involvement, leader- ship and socialization are intangible gifts that we must not neglect in our future communities. Who do we have to thank for these valuable gifts but a diligent staff who, over. the last five years, did their best to instill some knowledge in us, tempered with patience, kindness and understanding. It never failed to amaze us that Mr. Ashton always seemed to clear the mud out of math.....that the debates with Mrs. Taylor on Cana- dian Unity were so success- ful.....that Mr. Fletcher could spend hours describing an intricate basketball manoeuvre to a roomful of sweaty boys,.... that Miss Sheen would invite us to her home to cook her a gourmet supper....and trust us to decipher the recipe--in French....that Mr. Scott would never run out of jokes. (Why the Grade 13 girls pushed their lab tables up to the front of his class, we may never know....the "chemis- try" just wasn't there) And there was Mr. Paisley, the one person we could count on to find a Latin derivitive in what ever we were studying. Each of the teachers were very special to us in their own way. On behalf of the graduates may I thank you all for your keen perserver- ance and understanding. Looking back over the years, they seem like one kaleidoscope of warm memories which alternately bubble to the surface. But leaving Cartwright did leave us with some unanswered questions: ~~ Will Albert Failey ever conquer the' Nahanm River? Will Miss Musk-Ox 1977 ever receive her pulp log from the Whis- tlestop parking lot. And perhaps more important, what does the future hold for us? This brings to mind a poster on my roommate's wall at Guelph. It is a picture of a young boy walk- ing down a lane and the caption reads '"'I don't know where I'm going but I'm on my way." Although we're at a turning point and each of us has different horizons in sight, we will leave here tonight with the knowledge that the success and failures, laughter and tears, and frus- trations and friendships we have created during our years at Cartwright High School will always be alive in the playgrounds of our mind. So take heart and face the future with courage, deter- mination and some of that good old Cartwright Spirit. Graduates of '78 I wish to thank you for the honour of addressing this last farewellg and may I wish you the best as you realize your future goals. "May the road rise to meet you, May the wind always be at your back, May the sun shine warm upon "your face, May the rains fall soft upon your fields. And, until we meet again, May God hold you in tfie palm of * his hand" (An Old Irish Blessing) Thank you. Reg. 58° ea. STOUFFVILLE BAKERY PORTAPERRY PLAZA - 985.2412 Homemade Style WHITE BREAD for } 1 " 29 CHRISTMAS BAKING ON DISPLAY »