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"Did you by any chance manage to hear Tommy Shields and the "Suedes" on Country Junction last Thursday evening? If not, you didn't miss a great deal.
One person, commenting on their song, "Danny Boy," said, "Next morning, I hurried out to the newsstands to see if Ireland had cut off her relations with Canada."
"An interesting story has reached this writer's ears concerning the adventures of one Agriculture class who were visiting the farm of a local farmer.
One of the brighter members of the class, Ken McKean, a student of XIA, had climbed over a fence and had planted a headlock on a bull calf. Then Paul Schuller, another bright young student of XIA, had an idea, so he scrambled over the fence, and pulled hirnsel f onto the calf's back. By this time, Ken, on the other end of the calf, had tired of holding the calf's head and let go. The poor, frightened calf was so scared that during his running and jumping, he heaved Paul into a pile of manure.
It seems that Ken and Paul were in search of milk! Shame on you, boys!"
"Well, the boys at the ski hill almost had to call out the St. Bernards at the Meet last weekend.
It seems that thre.e C. D.C .I. teachers, Messieurs Titus, Russell and Leyshon, were marking the trail for the Cross-Country event because the trail had been covered with freshly fallen snow and the fog had made the skiing quite difficult. Apparently, the course must have been too severe for two of the teachers, as only one, Mr. Titus, finished the course. As teaching is an "easy" profession, Mr. Russell tired early and only completed half the ccurse. Theotherremainingskier, thewise, old wrestler, Mr. Leyshon, found himself lost in the fog.
"Where did he go?" were the words on the lips of all those at the meet.
Three hours later, looking somewhat bedraggled, he emerged as mysteriously as he had vanished.
"On one moming last week, the school populace was startled to see a group of oddly-dressed students parading up and down the corridors.
They all wore their best old vests, gaudy neckties loosely knotted over aT-shirt, old pants, and some even wore patched rubber boots. My, w l-ot an impressive sight I The school never saw ·anything Iike this si nee Initiation; the building trembled with laughter, and even out in the addition screams of laughter bounced off the walls. Before the final bell rang f9rthe morning classes, word had spread that this was the grand celebration of Ed Norton Day.
Ahhhhhhh, but their wanton freedom was short-lived, for the villain in the appearance of Mr. Murch, the vice-principal, arrived on the scene. With direct orders from headquarters, he commanded them to disrobe. None could escape the wrath of the higher-ups; fugitives were rounded up all over the sch.ool. The last person to be captured was Wally Downer who had managed to dodge the law for three hilarious periods.
Tis sad to say, 'twas the end for Ed Norton Day.
Later, we were talking to one of the clan members who said, "The real reason why we brought Ed Norton Day into being was for a few lcughs. When we were informed that our clothes were to be discarded, we were deeply hurt to think that the school officials would frown upon such devil-may-care activities of a handful of the student body. We fail to see why other schools can have a day similar to this and we cannot.
In those .few brief periods, they did achieve their purpose; they brought wholesale laughter to the school!
We later found out that they may have an official Ed Norton Day, that is, if they speak to the Students' Council.
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