THIRD YEAR DIARY

Dear Palette:

Here's toa fifth try at
this write up. Oh, why! Oh why! must
this paper be fed such trash - nothing
is more pleasing then a clean sheet of
paper, so they tell me.

The graduates' Barn Dance left noth-
ing to be desired in hilarity and barn-
yard spirit (no,not spirits) The attic
overflowed with farmers, their wives,
children, animals, etc; each uttering
their own peculiar cries and squeaks as
they pranced to the accompaniment of a
riotous accordian, With Mrs, Mahon,
acting as master of ceremonies, two
plays were acted (?), of which we will
say no more, for the good of ourselves
and our readers - as we don't wish to
boast.

This month seems to have had no
other highlights,work seeming to be the
main aim in our dark existence. ‘ie do
have such a hard time.

Well, my poor frans' if you have bo-
thered to read this far I guess you

have just about had enough, so I shall

leave off before you throw the paper
across the room in disgust.

You will be bored again next issue
probably, so resign yourselves andtry
to bear up, by fortifying yourselves
with lots of Christmas cheer and a good
holiday.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Joan Breun.

CATTY COMMON-ROQM
CRITICISMS

Maybe we agree with Bob Hanlon when he
says his work was better in first year

than it is now!

There's been something missing at the |

school lately- something red~headed and

talkative?

Whet petite Miss is again keeping com-
pany with what tall baby-feced blonde?
We are greatly indebted to Rubinoff and
her two-stringed violin for the excell-
ent rendering of ...-+++? (fire engine
sirens and hill-billy bands).

Which very dark girl seems to have
taken an over-dose of giggle-soupand is
passing it around to several others?

We can hardly believe that Miss Hal
comes to school Sat. A.M. just to work!
We feel that we will have to present
the young lady, who insists on crawling
around the floor, with a fancy pair of
knee pads.

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This is Station V.S.A., broadeasting
from their studios (?) at 590 Hamilton
St. We bring you this evening a nonsen-
sical progremme through the courtesy of
those "smart, young, would-be artists",
the fourth-year students (At least, if
you can make any sense out of it, you're
better than we are).

With us to-night we have our famous
'Jays' (apologies to June Bumpkin, Joyce
Benzine and Lean Jindermere; because of
course we refer to their first initials
and not to the useof their vocal cords)
Toenight they will attempt to harmonize
(we give them the benefit of the doubt)
that now unpopular song "I'm inthe mood

for Love" - Maybe ------ will practise
something else after this is over - we
hope.

On this same programme you will now
go into ecstasy with our talented play-
ers presenting "For Art's Sake", star~
ring Hobert Ranlon in the roll of the
forsaken Art, and the vivacious Miss
Dorothy Serman and the distinguished
Miss Annie Mall as “the woman in the
case",

The debate between Miss Alice Brown-
ant and Miss Irma Mattress, "To go into
drawing or not to go" comes on the air
at 1:15 pem, but unlessthe debaters are
more punctual they are apt to get the
gong?

This is Station V.S.A. signing off -
Good-night my little Cutter-bups.

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