2003- 2004 Higher Perspective (The key)

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The York School

It is hard to believe that it is over six years that we moved The York School down Yonge Stree; to our own home. We had spent over 30 years as a school, housed in a church. Looking back the growth of the school has been nothing short of amazing! The Upper School has not stopped growing during these years. Next year, we will expand to three grade 11 classes which will bring us close to 200 in the Upper School. Each year, we configure the space to accommodate this expansion. It will be a somewhat easier task next year because we will have regained the whole building, as the last of the tenants leave .... no more red awnings!! You will be pleased to learn that high on our list of priorities is a Fitness Centre and a new Student Lounge! This yearbook is evidence of the fact that our students are involved and hugely successful in so many activities ... even though we are still quite a young school. We can be so proud of our growth.

Barbara Goodwin - Zeibots Head of The York School Once again, I am inexusably and unaccountably late in submitting my few words to the yearbook staff. Nicole Dong, the editor, has displayed the same patience and good humour as did her sister and last year's editor, Christina, in gently nudging all of us to meet our deadlines.

And ... by the time you are poring over the 2004 edition, the school year is at an end.

The Grade 1 picnic, the Open the Laptop sessions, United Way Week, Kiss Me Kate, Art, Music and Drama, along with all of those wonderful events which help us to celebrate York's cultural diversity are long gone! We've hosted another immensely successful Ooch-aThon, our first Poetry Week, our first Challenge Week and the snows of winter did eventually disappear ... enjoy the memories! Many thanks to those of you who have helped to preserve those memories in words and in pictures.

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"HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME" T.S. Eliot's words come to mind os I rush to type o few words before A Higher Perspective goes to press. Ironically, os I write this short epistle, there is a great deal of time left before students pour out their souls in June exams, it being but February 4th! Nevertheless, if you are graduating, there is, no doubt, an overwhelming sense that the clock is registering its lost few ticks and locks, and by the time you flip through these pages, you will have started up a new clock, with an alarm that will go off in early September, perhaps in a different city, and most certainly in a different school. For graduates of 2003-4, there has been a definite feeling of having to hurry up. Whereos older siblings may have enjoyed the leisure of five years of high school, this year's graduates have had to make choices earlier, cram more learning in, and probably felt that they never stopped running ....... Get used to it- modern life is like that.

On an entirely different level, my opening lines point to York's first ever "Poetry Day", an event driven by Mr. Jones' infectious enthusiosm and embraced by the poet in all of us, teachers, students and staff alike. We certainly hope that this event will be the first of many stanzas in a very long ballad. And speaking of ballads, I can't help but congratulate the House Council in having the courage to mount the "York Idol". Perhaps this is of no surprise to anyone, given the amazing musical talents that were evident at this year's musical, Kiss Me Kate.

My final reflection on Eliot's repeated phrose is to give that oft tendered advice: take time to smell the roses. And I think we have done that this year- whether it wos time to sit and listen to a coffee house performance or music night, to dance at the semi-formal, to marvel at our teachers' wrestling talents, or to be a witness to our first mock trial.

Many thanks to the host of people who made it all happen, and especially to the student leaders of our House Council who ran a most amazing United Way week, and who brought home the United Way Spirit Award in the process. Way togo!

I would (and could) write more ....

"But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep."

David Hamilton Head of The U er School You know you're in IB when ... o o o o o o o o o o o

things become "very clear" in ToK you complain about the French test. .. in French meeting with Mr. Jones about your English essays is your total social life you need a graphing calculator to bake you suspect there are math formulas hidden on Mr. Lacoste's ties you take Mr. Parker seriously, despite his ties your backpack is heavier than you are caffeine is your friend lab is a four-letter word you write a two-page answer to a onesentence question you want to include eating lunch for "Creativity" Congratulations to the class of 2004!

Best wishes for continued success!

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This was an amazing year and I couldn't have asked for a better House Council or student body! Everyone's effort and spirit from September to June has surpassed the highest expectations. From establishing annual competitions to winning the United Way's Spirit Award, the Upper School has begun to shape its own identity.

HC 03/04 has started the tradition and now it's up to our successors to keep it alive! I hope you all take many vibrant memories away from this school year, which will be forever sealed within the 03/04 yearbook.

Remember, your experience at York is what you make it, so get involved and have an awesome time. I'm proud to have taken you this far, now it's your turn.

Head Girl - Julia Webster

My experience as head of Champlain this year has been a good one. I have enjoyed working with the members of the student council, and I hope I have fulfilled all of my responsibilities. Running Champlain this year has been a bit of a challenge. Not everyone in the house has always wanted participate in the house events, but for the most part I would say that everyone showed spirit. Champlain may not be number one right now, but Champlain is number one in my opinion. I would like to thank every member of Champlain who has put in the effort to make running Champlain the extreme pleasure it has been this year. So long, I w ish next years house head the best of luck.

Head of Champlain - Paul Shirriff

Who are those flashy dudes in yellow?!Yea, that's McCLUNG alright! I've had a blast with this wicked House all year. .. just carrying on the torch of the WINNING HOUSE for the past number of years.

Mmhmm!To my fellow McCiungers: thanks for pumpin' up the spirit this year on House Colour Days (even though most people don't own the colour yellow or sport it very often!), Grade 9's dedication to intramurals + Challenges, + my many spirited 'side-kicks' to get things rolling! Remember, we aren't leaves or feathers, we are no canoes; we are the SUN and without us there wouldn't be anyone!Now, don't forget to practice your cheers over the summer. ..

Go for the Gold MC.Your loving Head of McClung - Leigh-Ann Allen

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This year is not one that should be forgotten and its success is thanks to a list of people. The student council deserves many thanks for creating every house challenge, running every assembly and ensuring that House rivalries were always vicious. Second of all, our teachers deserve many, many thanks. It is easy to see them only as the homework loving, dictators that they are, but we can't forget all they do that is not in the job description, lest we forget York Wrestling, or even those badly needed jokes after class. It is the more human aspects of our teachers that remind us that school is bearable, even if just barely. And last of all, I must thank every student that took part in any school event at any time this year. With that extra bit of spirit you put in, York is more than just a school; it is a place for you to feel at home.

Head Boy - Matt Greyson

I always knew that when I looked back on great experiences we had, I would laugh. I didn't know that looking back on the experiences with Johnson, I'd laugh even harder. To my fellow students and teachers, I thank you for helping me get to where I am today. To the Johnsoners, you drive me and I'm honoured to represent the green team with strong leadership and spirit. Being house head to the most energetic and passionate house brings me a great sense of accomplishment as I feel that we have all worked together toward a common goal. I look forward to other opportunities to give to York in ways which reflect what it and all of you have given me.

An incredible year, and to sum it up, GO JOHNSON! Head of Johnson - Tarah Feldman-Lloyd

We all know what it's like to be a member of Simcoe House. That feeling of superiority over other houses ... that feeling of, "wow, I'm better than everybody else". It's not easy to always feel better in all ways; it's definitely a tough gig. We've got to feel bad sometimes for those who aren't in our house -I mean, imagine being in Champlain, Johnson or McClung: you'd never get that warm feeling to know that you're in the reddest, hottest, most victorious house.

Though we may not win every single challenge, the reason for this is obvious: we simply feel bad for those in other houses so we LET them win ... it's all planned.

Head of Simcoe - Julian Bharti

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What a ride this rollercoaster has been! All things said and done - onto bigger things. I will never forget the amazing teachers I have had the privilege to work with in my short 2 years here; you have inspired me in so many ways and I thank you.

Thanks to my buds and fam for putting up with me! A few words of advice from my travels: get involved, make mistakes, have a passion, dig in and suck it up! May the road rise to meet your feet may the wind be at your back and sunshine wann on your face. GOOD LUCK 2 ALL

Above all, I thank God for his guidance and beneficence; I would not have made it this far without Him, and I owe everything to Him. Dad: I have grown to understand, especially during these past few years, the sacrifices you have made for me. I am eternally grateful, even if I do not remind you enough. You will always be my hero. Mom: You have always given me love and support.

There is no way I can express my appreciation but to try to make you proud. Lou: Thug music plays on .. .

To the York crew: Thanks for all the laughs. They made these last two years worthwhile. WELL DONE!

I have never been very good at expressing my feelings, especially in my writing, but what I hope to express is thanks to York for allowing me to succeed and for helping me define my Future. Being at York for the last four years has been a journey, and it wasn't an easy one, but my hope that the end would justify the means and all my hard work would be rewarded came true.

York allowed me to accomplish so many things, the future is so close and York is opening the doors to it.

It may not have been fun, but it was worth it.

"Don't let no one get you down Keep movin' on higher ground Keep flying until You are the king of the hill No force of nature can break your will to Self motivate she say this face that you see is destined for history" - Michael Jackson I will miss you all beyond imagination.

Over the course of the last 3 years at York I have proceeded to break down crying, find self confidence and make a complete fool of myself.

I have helped fonn and participate in the DVS, acquired a protege and partied hard. My high school career has been something I will cherish.

To my teachers, thank you for the patience you have shown, I am so grateful. Grad's, thanks for putting up with my frenzies, you're all great people. If there's one thing I've learned throughout this experience, it's that there is no pride or feeling of content until you have experienced failure. I'm out!

In no particular order, Nease: Hilarious and inspiring.

Bunyard: Thank you for providing me with an awesome MIDI lab and allowing me to be a percussionist in school.

Marshall: Great teacher, friend and all around person.

P-Dawg: History was fun because you understand that people like me cannot learn in a dry, straight-forward manner. Funniest teacher ever! And by the way, you got served.

Jones: Genius. You make English come alive like no other teacher I've ever had.

Hamilton: Thank you for listening to me when in need.

"But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Can't this wait till I'm old? Can't I live while I'm young?"

-Ph ish Thank you so the teachers for there time spent on me, my time spent with you has been invaluable. Much to all

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One man can make a difference ...

JESUS DID P.S. Tupac's alive

Ryan Cole

"Life goes fast, it's hard to make the good things last." -Flaming Lips

I have to start off with something corny ... so when I came to TYS in grade 9 I was 4"11 & although I have only grown 3" I think my mind, body & soul have grown much more.

To all my teachers, you guys rock!

I can't believe you're still teaching after having me as a kid . To my friends, I better see more of you! To all the other students, may the DVS tradition live on! (To all that want to know what it means, I'm sony I can't tell u) and to everyone else taking IB -SUCK IT UP! It'll be over before you know it. To ems & Joce I luv u guys, thks for being there, I'll always be somewhere for ya!

And kicking and screaming I did have a good time, and now I am (finally) done! I love you all Home wreckers Unite!

OH, THE PLACES YOU'LL GO Congratulations!

Today is your day.

You're off to Great Places!

You're off and away!

"Gardens are autobiography" - Sydney Eddison

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You can steer yourself any direction you choose.

-Dr. Seuss No matter where you go in life, Never forget where you came from .

Richard Nesbitt

Voici men secret. II est tres simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le coeur.

L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

- le petit prince

Firstly thank you to everyone who contributed to my growth in the last 4 years. Parker, Jones, Marshall, Gin, I thank you always. To the 12's, I love you for the senselessness, support, lame jokes. Instinct's the only right way and I know that now after a lot of mistakes and learning.

Nothing is accomplished without passion. "Your joy is your own sorrow unmasked." -Kahlil Gibran.

This is the end, after 7 long years, the end. York has been like a diaper for me as I have grown. With it I have done my business many times, but there comes a time to move forward, and that time is now. No longer can it hold me as it once did, and so I look to the future where it does not matter how well you do, but how much better you are then those around you. But for now all you can do is "Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream."

-The Beatles

I am Faye, a.k.a.

Legolas.

And to this day I am done, I've sailed away.

But before I go, I must say, To my home wreckers, It's been a nice stay.

I will miss Darin Tay. And to the teachers, I will be OK. Chug chug to EJ I'm finally on my way!

-The maestro (Good luck to all, it has been and interesting 4 years :)

Faye Northgrave

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Nosey little brat aren't you? Gin, P. and Jones, Inspirational teaching!

DVS forever baby! Diamond girl, my little champ! To joho, ish and all grads luv you guys. CHUG CHUG! -Faye.

I am finished HA HA HA! And yes I do always have to have the last word.

Bye, Bambi McBimbo (bye to my daughters Trixie, Satan and baby Snickers)

I'm back where it all started. I first walked into a York classroom on the old campus in Sept. 1992, and after many years abroad, I find myself graduating from York. What a crazy few years! UWC: NZ trip, Admoh Pak lah?, AK, American Club granitas; ASB: lamington rd MK, THIMUN (party! RK, Sl, NJ), KZ's dirty jokes, IT, KV's philosophical musings, monsoon rain; TYS: early morning in IB lounge, MUN, useful debate meetings, IB madness - I'm done!

Around the world in 17 years YYZLHR-YYZ-SIN-BOM-YYZ. "Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever." Sidharth: York 92-93/95-96.5/02-04

"There is gonna be some stuff you're gonna see, that's gonna make it hard to smile in the future. But through whatever you see, through all the rain and the pain you gotta keep your sense of humour. You gotta smile through all this #@•&."

- Tupac Shakur

I came to York in grade 9 as a studious little tyke. Now I am crushing the program that I have dreaded ever since, lB... like a bug! Thanks to my family who have always supported and encouraged me. To my large group of friends here that .. . yip. Best of luck in the future to my fellow graduates. To the teachers, I have never seen a group as dedicated as you. Thanx York for preparing me for all the partying I'll be doing in university. "It's time I sling the baskets off this overburdened horse, sink my toes into the ground and set a different course."

- PHISH

Thanks to those who made these last few years bearable. Thanks to those who made it more.

Hey everyone! Well, looking back at these two years of IB I guess it wasn't that bad after all. Now, on the verge of opening a new chapter of my life, I would like to just say thanks to my parents and all the teachers for their help and tolerance. Special shout out to Mishka! U PUZZZ! MCCC Strelok=P MWAZ to all my friends and ROM4ik =) thnx for being there for me!!!

IB, life, sleep - choose 2. Or. .. in most cases - choose 1. Looking back on my 5 years here at York, I reflect on how much I've grown with my classmates, including those who have left. I want to thank all my friends and family who've been there for me. I especially want to thank my teachers for all the extra effort & hours they put in - I'll never forget it. Mag - it IS the stripes, and no matter what you think, Angel isn't a big fluffy puppy! Congrats everyone .•. we finally made it! BMC here I come .•.

Sasha Toten

Never Free. Never me.

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Athletic Banauet

For the sports department, 2002-2003 was a great year for York. The Athletic Banquet began with the introduction of the guest speaker, Kara Zakrzewski.

The night continued on with the presentation of awards, recognizing students who had exceptional athletic achievements. Then, the moment the athletes had all been waiting for arrived. Not the MVP, but the Athlete of the Year. Mrs. Goodwin Ziebots took centre stage and presented the highest achievement award in athletics to Wisam Alabed and Julia Webster. It was a night that athletes will never forget.

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An excerpt from the Grade 12 Valedictorian, Andy Keith.

York has givlln us a grllat many opportunitilla;. It is a school you can blZCOmlZ Vllry involvlld in, Whllthllr this is by joining sports tllams, thll dllbating club (which happllnS to bll biggllr than most sports tllams), by joining thll ~tudllnt Council or participating in tripa;, to namll but a flZW ways. I bring this up for two rllaa;ons. first, I want to thank thll school for thll wondllrful opportunitilZS I and my clasa; haVlZ had. My $lZCOnd rllason is for thll youngllr studllnts who will rllmain at York n!ZXt yllar. This is pllrhaps a clich!Z. but so trull: rllalizll that thll school will bll what you makll it. '(Is tfllad :Boy this yllar, I, and kindsay, our aWlZSOmlZ tfllad Girl, will bll accompanying th!Z nlZW ~tudllnt Council tomorrow to thllir first mllllting, a wholll day, as thlly alrllady bllgin to plan for nlZXt yllar. I alr!Zady know what I will tllll thllm. I will tllll thllm thlly haVlZ thll poWllr to makll changll$, to Sllll rllsults, and that thll morll thlly put in, thll morll thlly Will gllt in rllturn. :But I haVlZ a m!Zssagll for you all as Wllll. I can guarantllll you thlly will rllturn in ~lZPtllmbllr pumplld about thll nlZW yllar, !ZXCitlld and full of frllsh idllaS. I strlZSS ... thllir suCClZSS Will bll dlltllrminlld by you. 'R.idll thll WaVlZ of thllir llnthusiasm and don't fall off it, and makll it thll bllst yllar lZVllr. It is so important to rllmllmbllr, that thlly work as voluntllllrs. Thank thllm. encouragll thllm. It will not only makll thllm flllll good, it Will mak!Z you flllll good, but bllst of all, it Will inspirll thllm to do thllir jobs as bllst thlly can.

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In the early days of September, all the grade nines- the newcomers to the upper school went to Camp Kilcoo. They spent two nights at this camp. We had a blast... it was a time to meet new people in a fun environment; whether you were new to the school or not. We made up cheers, played games, played sports, and made fools of ourselves doing outrageous things in support of our houses, but there was always time for the .. inappropriate" late night talks in the cabins ••• I know I met lots of really cool people there. This way, when everybody got to school, they knew each other on a personal level. It was an experience that I'd do again any day, and I wish that when I was in grade nine they had sent me! I'll miss you guys.

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On Sep"te:.n.ber 12-th, 2 0 0 3 , York and i-ts su..ppo:r"ters ra.n~g:fro:.n.

s"tu..den-ts, paren-ts and sponsors, ga-thered-toge-ther :for -the schoo1s 10-th a.:n:nu..a1 Terry F"o:x: R.u..:n i n :.n.e:.n.ory o:f Na."ta.sha. Zi:.n.:noch. ~i"th -the e:nerge"tic """ar:.n.-u..p a.:nd -the :fu..:n filled car:ni"V"a1, -thes-tu..de:n"tsbec~e

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United way week, is a week dedicated to fun filled activities to raise money for the United Way foundation. The York student body has consistently been successful in raising funds for this worthy cause. Thanks to all who participated, volunteered and donated, after all without you there would be no way.

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Diwali

Representing the arrival of a new year, Diwali is one of the most joyful and beautiful festivals in India. Firecrackers awaken the sky as houses light up with candles and small clay pots known as diyas, to welcome Lakshmi, goddess of wealth. His village is celebrated by many. This year, Diwali was also celebrated at York, with an all school assembly which included traditional bhagans (hymns), classical dancing and a fast-paced modem dance.

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()utduur-§ Club Thurs(lay, Septetnber 25, fourteen York Students and four teachers beade(l off to Algonquin Park for a four day catnping trip. The group consisted of ninth graders; Ali Babul, Josh Wortsman, and Andrew Cardinal, tenth graders; Saira Babul, Mat•issa Dale-Jolmson, Caleigh Mingay, Nikki Toten, Dat•cie Dixon, an(] Etnily Stt•auss, two of onr Australian exchange students; Alex Ayscougth and Belinda Blackmore, and finally two bvelfth gradet•s; Joint Valerio atul Sasba Toten. It 1vas aut atnazing tt·ill nith beautifitl scenery, not to 1nention a long-lasting tnento•"Y·

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"We've improveafeaps ana 6ounas from fast year's season! Jfara workv, practice, ana constant team spirit lias 6een rewarcfing for tliis team. Way to go girfs!"

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Team Members (left to right): Natalie Kassen, Sarah Hull, Sasha Toten, Whitney Ross, Julia Webster, Jocelyn Butler, Martha Hall, Leigh-Ann Allen, Katie Englehart, Ceyla Payne, and Ashley Courtney.

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Under 16 Boys Basketball "71ie great tfiing a6out tfiis team was tfiat we work.ga togetfier in order to comp{ete a goa( to win. 71ie team wou/4 {ik.g to tfiank_ :Mr. Stewart, and :Mr. CJ3any for tfie support and entfiusiasm tfiat tfiey gave us tfie pusfi to acfiieve wfiat we wantea as a team.

It was great to fiave our fans tfiere cfieering for us at every game (even tfie {ate ones), tfiank.ยง to tfiose peop{e. Witfi a great team ana great coacfies I fiope to fiave as mucfi fun neJ(t year as I tfia tfiis year. " -Lani Stern

Team Members (left to right): Mr. Stewart, Cameron Lilly, Cooper Maden, Luke Englehart, Graham Allen, Max Laskin, Andrew Cardinal, Evan Silver, Myles Kaufman, Conor O'Bryne, Keon Maleki, Andrew Irwin, Graeme Capelle, Lani Stern

Under 20 Girls Basketball <JJiisyear, we fiaaan increatfi6{e season in 6ask.gt6a{[ We came first p{ace in our rr'oronto (j)ivision ana afso took_ p{ace in tfie :Montrea{ Invitationa{ (}irfs CJ3ask..ยงt6a{{ rr'ournament. }ls we grew intfiviaua{[y as prayers, we afso grew cfoser as a team, a{{owing us to fonn a strong unit. :Mr. Peeney ana :Mr. Steefe, our coacfies, were inspirationa{ a{ong tfie way. <JJiis was 6yfar our 6est season yet as tfie first qirfs 'Varsity CBask..ยงt6a{{rr'eam from 'York:, -Katie Englehart From top left: Chris Steele, Nikki Toten, Sarah Vallani, Zara Connolly, Katie Englehart, Ceyla Payne, Meghan Walsh, Devra D'Urzo, Ali Slaight, Marika Motiwalla, Julia Webster, Whitney Ross, Elisabeth Hass, Carly Rosenblat 52

Under 16 Girls Volleyball "We a[[ have improved throughout the season. P.ven through the hardest of games, we never gave up. rrfie 7:00 practices a[ways k.ยงpt us on our feet. rrfiankยง to our coaches :Mr. Stone and :M.s. Char[ton who were a6fe to put up with our high [eve[ of energy (which were main[y due to Smarties)! rrlie pfayers not on[y 6ecame a team, we 6ecame great friends as wef[ )Is refationships were made we triumphed as a team!"

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Team Members (Left to Right): Lauren Davies, Samantha Smith, Tahira Davis, Alexandria Kelly, Ms. Charlton, Jana AI Zaibak, Samantha Lampert

Upper School Curling Jfurry Jfard!!!! :Most peopfe at rforft wonder why it is that we wi{{go out on a Wednesday night andfreeze, whi{e we throw rock.ยง down a sheet of ice. rrfie }lnswer is simpfe: 6ecause we can. }ls a cfu6 we were a6{e to form a competitive andrecreationa{team.

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Under 20 Boys Volleyball 'jls a team we work.fa fiara together, ana coverea a {ot of grountf throughout the season.

W e aren't the stronest team, 6ut we work.fa as a team ant[ improveaa {ot. rtliankยง :Ms/Mi{fer ana :Ms. 'l(unlife.

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House Council Team Members: Front Row: Ashley Courtney (Director of Athletics), Julia Webster (Head Girl), Jason Godfrey (Director of Finance), Natalie Kassen (Director of Special Events), Leigh-Ann Allen (McClung House Head) Back Row: Franklin Cameron (Director of Communications), Paul Shirriff (Champlain House), Tarah Feldman-Lloyd (Johnson House Head), Ryan Clayton (Director of Arts), Kevin Tanaka (Director of Athletics), Mr. Hamilton.

Absent: Julian Bharti (Simcoe House Head), Matt Greyson (Head Boy), Shanifa Nasser (Director of Community Service)

Jazz Band Team Members: Front Row: Ben Nilsson, Khadijah Kanji, Thomas Lee, Rob Lee Back Row: Ms. Bunyard, Chris Di Matteo, Thomas McKay, William Peckham, Peter Malcolm, Alex Mcintyre, Mr. Smerdon Absent: Myles Kaufman, Melissa Joakim, Sven Jurshevski, Rhyan Ranger, Dylan Mandolesi

er Staff Team Members: Front Row: Ashley Courtney, Jennifer Liswood, Sasha Toten, Alex Kidd, Andrea Nesbitt, Natasha Jurshevski, Marika Motiwalla, Katie Engelhart Middle Row: Ms. Marshall, Melissa Joakim, Ali Babul, Jocelyn Butler, Julia Webster, Stephanie Gawer, Zoe Newstead, Sarah Valani, Ms. Gardner Back Row: Sam Chown, Mark Liverman, Franklin Cameron (Editor), Stephen Neirinck, Andrew Baskerville, Sabrina Piltzmaker

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Concert Band Team Members: Front Row: Emily Strauss, Preena Tanna, Wilson Verheyen, Rob Lee, Thomas Lee Second Row: Zoe Bider-Canfield, Kadijah Kanji, Jessica Brett-Caccia, Liza Howard, Ben Nilsson, Dan Applebaum Third Row: Ms. Bunyard, Thomas McKay, William Lampe, Dylan Mandolesi, Shaan Wadhawan, Lina McDonald, Alex Mcintyre, Josh Wortsman, Peter Malcolm Back Row: Ali Babul, George Squire, Rhyan Ranger, Geoff Capelle, Alex Dason, William Peckham, Duncan Thompson, Chris DiMatteo, Mr. Smerdon Absent: Evan Silver, Myles Kaufman, Cooper Maden, Sven Jurshevski, Graham Capelle

US Choir Team Members: Front Row: Caleigh Mingay, Thevishka Kanishkan, Chris Barber, Shelley Kanitz, Devra D'Urzo Back Row: Ms. Lewis, Leigh-Ann Allen, Madison Makepeace, Drew Becker, Stephanie Gawer, Dylan Mandolesi, Petra Hollosi-Kis

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"Be quiet!!!" Mom was yelling. Mom is always yelling. She still has yet to learn how to whisper. "Amy, am I talking to a wall here?'' Yes mom, you are. That's why I never answer you.

I love to make noise. For show and tell, I used to always bring in things from my house and just bang them. Bang them until I was told to stop. It was a release for me, because at home I was told to stop too soon. Now I make my music with not just pots and pans, but with glasses. Mrs. Forman taught me how. If you fill up the glasses with different amounts of water, they all make different sounds. And it's beautiful, until mom tells me to stop. When I call thi music, she corrects me. ''Music is pleasing to the ear," mom repeats, "unlike your racket."

*** "Amy Mark, 4th grade," I said to the lunchroom lady so she could find my name on the sheet.

"Thank you dear," she said. I eat my lunch by myself. The other girls stare at me because I hum when I chew. They whisper to each other and I know they are talking about me. Sometimes they point and make it really obvious. They know that everyday I knock on Principal Mathers' door and ask him for a music class. They know that my house is the smallest in town. And they know mom and dad don't get along; they can hear their screaming from their backyards. They know it all.

I don't like math, or history. Social studies is okay. We just started French this year. I don't mind it. I mean I don't like it, but I do. Some days I like it. Depends on my mood. Mrs. Forman teaches me English. She's my favourite. Maybe not my favourite teacher, but favourite person. She's my friend; I tell her about mom. Well, mom and dad. We talk about how they don't get along, why they yell. She tells me it's not my fault, never to blame their fights on me. That's not how mom says it.

She tells me they argue because I'm always making noise and she can't hear what dad says, so she has to yell and then he gets mad because yelling is bad and that's how it all starts. Mrs. Forman says mom tells me this because she's so busy she doesn't have time to explain the real story. I believe her. Sometimes.

When I go home, I beg more. "Please mom, please, we'll find the cheapest one! I'll make music this way!! PUlllease ... " "No. My answeris no, Amy. Please go find something to do. I'm busy." Of course she won't buy me a recorder. Why should I even ask? Why do I even ask Principal Mathers for a mu ic program anyway? There's really no point. When all the adults ask what I want to be when I'm older, I tell them a musician. Then mom buts in and tells them all I do is "disrupt the peace in our household," and that there's no way I could do something productive. I know not to ask dad, his answer is always the same too.

"You're lucky you have food on your plate, Amy. Why do you always want more? More, more, more! Be happy with what you have for once." Then I have to walk away and be sad again. And while I sit crying in my room, I hear them yell.

"Why did you make me have a child? Remind me? Who in their right mind wants a pest like this always hanging around?" Mom questions dad.

"Honey, listen, I didn't know she'd be like this."

"WELL SHE IS, so what are you going to do about it? I need some help here. Discipline her; she needs it, always causing so much commotion. You just sit around here and expect me to do all the dirty work. What is your problem?"

"You know, I got a call from her school today ... " "Do you think I care? I don't want her around. I don't want you around. Leave me alone, Ken." It is my fault this time.

*** Nights are long. Our house is small, so I can hear all the noises. I sing myself to sleep until mom yells. ''Shut that mouth of yours, Amy." My pillow is my protection. It keeps me safe, but only if I bury my head in it. Sandwich it. Mrs. Forman told me to.

In the morning I make my own food. The food that I'm so lucky to have on my plate, right dad? I walk to school, sing on the way, of course, learn, come home, and it all starts again. Today the sun is shining bright on my face and I can feel my skin soaking it up. I like it. It makes me feel like I'm on some dreamy holiday in some exotic place where the people just go for the sun, even though it's the same sun everywhere.

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When I walked into first class, Principal Mathers was in the room and he smiled at me, but not one of the smiles he does to all the students. It was a special smile. I sat down and he told us that the school was starting a new program.

NEW PROGRAM I thought? Could it be music that I'd begged for every day? Was it finally happening? My own instrument? To play whenever I wanted? A few seconds later, I realized I had been saying this all out loud. Before my cheeks could bum up, Principal Mathers answered me.

"Yes, Amy. The school board has donated quite a bit of money to Durham. We were told to spend it wisely, and a recorder program will commence this afternoon. Those who wish to join the program should meet in the office to pick up their instrument. Hope to see you all there!" He winked at me before he left. This was unreal! Impossible! I just wish I had someone who would be proud of me right now.

Before I could even think of what to do, I felt a hand on my shoulder. "AMY! Your dream!" Mrs. Forman's smile was taking up her whole face. Her yellowy teeth didn't matter because her smile made me want to smile too. It was contagious.

"I know!! I can't wait!" She told me she had known about the program for a while and wanted to tell me so badly, but couldn't because they weren't 100% sure if it was going to happen. I laughed. She hugged me, and ran off to teach her class.

I couldn't focus for the rest of the morning. I smiled at everybody that walked by because I was just so happy.

"Amy Mark, 4th grade," I told the lunch lady and she smiled back. I guess mine was contagious too. I didn't even care that the girls were whispering today. I didn't notice anything bad, because in just a few hours I'd be playing a real instrument. I was spilling my food everywhere but I didn't care.

After lunch I had one class and then music. Just my luck, it wasn't English with Mrs. Forman, it was math. Of course. It was bad and hard and boring and the longest class of my life and I just wanted to get out of that room as soon as I could. So when that bell rang I smiled at Mrs. Math-Whose-Name-I-Always-Forget and ran as fast as I could to the office.

Principal Mathers was sitting as his desk like usual, head back, smile on his face. How could he sit there as if today was like any other day? I sat down in the big chair that you sit on when you get in trouble but I felt okay doing it because I wasn't in trouble. There was nobody else in the room except the two of us because I had run here the fastest.

People slowly dropped in, and I was happy because the whispering girls never showed up. He took us to the lunchroom, because he said it was the only room with no students in it. Then he opened this bag he was holding and took out these fancy leather cases. Inside were the recorders. He said that a new teacher would be arriving soon because he had no idea how to play the instrument and she was a professional. A pro teaching me music? I grabbed my instrument and it made this ugly noise but I didn't care because it was a real instrument. So that night I ran home and played it all night until mom told me to stop. So basically I played it for a few minutes. "Music is pleasing to the ear," she repeated, "unlike your racket." And then dad told mom that she had no right to yell at me, and then she cried. He said he really didn't mean it.

*** The next day I had recorder class with the new lady, Ms. Tin. I felt like I'd have another Mrs. Forman around.

She would always smile at me and she gave me lots of extra attention. When she was talking about herself I was banging on the table and she once even said, "what a good beat, Amy!" Did she just encourage my so called "noise?"

That lunch Principal Mathers called me into his office and he told me they had some money left over from the school board donation and that he wanted to buy me something else.

"Like what?" I asked.

"We were thinking your own instrument because these recorders do belong to the school. You know, just something you can take home. Ms. Tin said you were the best student and that the money would definitely go to use if we spent it on you."

"Thank you!" I said. I really had no idea what else to say. "I don't even know the names of any instruments, though, because they all cost so much money and I never thought I could get anything like them!"

"It's alright," he said. "Ms. Tin said she'd take you to the music store on Main and choose something with you."

"Wow! Can we go today?" He promised me we'd go right after school.

So after school we went downtown; the music store was like heaven. It was so big, and there were instruments on the walls and music was playing loud and everybody had big Mrs. Forman contagious smiles on their faces. I looked 70

at Ms. Tin and she told me to pick out whatever I wanted. I said I wanted something that I could sing to as well. She told me a piano would be good. I ran over to the small electric pianos and a man told me I could touch it. While I was playing, I told him my name was Amy Mark and that Ms. Tin was going to buy the piano for me because I was a musician.

He smiled and then I said I wanted to get it right now. When Ms. Tin walked over, she was laughing and told the man I was right. We left with my own piano. She hugged me and it warmed me up.

Ms. Tin came to my house to set up the piano. I gave her a tour which wasn't much, but I just wanted to show her my room. Dad was home but he insisted on not meeting her because he was too busy. I told her that dad was scary sometimes. She just continued smiling. When we got to the kitchen, I showed her my favourite pots that made the best sounds. She told me I wouldn't have to ruin mom's good pots now that I had my own piano. After the piano was set up, I put my hands on the keys and let them move themselves. I had no idea what I was doing but I thought it sounded beautiful until I could hear dad banging, a signal for me to stop. Ms. Tin said she should get back to school now. I said okay and she got in her car and rode back.

*** That night, I was playing piano out of a book Ms. Tin had given me. I knew how to read notes for the recorder.

I was playing a song written a long time ago and mom came into my room. She never came to see me. She said that I should thank my school because it was nice of them. I told her I had, and then she left, without saying a word. I hoped this meant she liked my playing.

I played my piano in all the spare time I had. I was always by my piano, playing and singing too. I didn't know words so I hummed along. Once, I heard footsteps, and then they stopped in front of my door. That meant the person was right outside my door, listening. The creaky floors gave it away. I knew they were mom footsteps because dad's are much heavier and louder. I didn't understand. I heard this for a few nights while I was playing, and so one night I decided to go and open the door and see who was there. Of course it was mom - but she was just sitting there. on the floor, outside my door. I had noticed she hadn't told me to be quiet in a long time, like weeks, dad too. I told her to go find dad. She came back with him and I said to listen to my music. They didn't even correct me or call it noise or a racket. So I was playing and I began to hear footsteps again. Since my back was facing where they were, I thought they had just walked away.

But then I turned around and they were dancing. They were holding hands. They were smiling. They were together.

I smiled a smile I hadn't smiled at home for years. Mom smiled at me and then when dad was facing me he smiled too. I wasn't even playing but they were dancing. I turned around and played more and I could smell it, smell the happiness they felt. I had never known mom and dad to even have a normal conversation in years, never mind dance. But at this second, right now, I felt it. I can't describe what I felt, but I know that my piano was the glue that made my family stay together.

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Did you hear it? I thought I heard a Japanese Crested Ibis. They're really rare, and besides, you can only find them in select places in Asia. I always think I can hear things like that when I'm sitting out in the garden. I sit on my swing that is hanging from a beautiful big oak tree and just listen. There is never anyone else around; my brothers and my sister are at school. Well my sister is at university ... it doesn't matter, they are all child prodigies.

It's a really nice Thursday morning. It's not too cold for late October and the sun is shining through the lrees.

The trees. They're so beautiful this time of year. If I'm quiet enough, the squirrels come out of their hole and run around me. One time, I saw a baby fox. It was just wandering around, probably looking for its mother. Mother, that's funny, my mother left us when I was just one and a half. I'm the youngest one of my family. They all say I am the way I am because she left so early. It's really just because I can't concentrate on anything for too long ifl don't' think is important. I mean, who needs to know the stupid laws of some scientist who only found it cause he was making a sandwich and he needed some money to buy mustard. Someone should have thought about it before. That's why I can't concentrate. If my work isn't important I just won't do it. I just won't. I've been to 7 schools in the last 8 years. It's kinda sad since I'm grade 11. This school I'm at is really strict. My dad sent me here cause here because he thought that they would try to "inspire some work ethic" into me. God, I can't stand it here. Everyone is so annoying; I try not to be around them too long. All the kids are goody-goody two shoes that won't stop working. I got suspended for the rest of the week because I didn't 71

hand in my history project. They keep giving me lecture about what I am going to do with my life. God! why do they care, all they want is our money anyways. They know that I will probably leave again at the end of the year.

All the people at my school are o dull. They don't care about anything. I don't think that I will be friends with any of them. Thi one guy in my class never stops talking about what he does after school. He always claims that he has this amazing social life and he is always too busy to hang out with any of us. The funny thing is that he has no friends.

We never see him with anyone. he's just stands around and smoke's hi fag. He's so dull.

One time my family went on this trip to the country. We rented this really nice cottage in the middle of the woods.

I really liked it there but there was this kid in the cottage next to us that wouldn't leave me alone. He just wouldn't. God he was so annoying. I had to hide to get away from him. He thought he was so cool. He's was kinda like the boy in my class. He thought he was so cool but really he wasn't. That's why I don't try to get close to anyone here. They're just too annoying.

A car just pulled into my driveway; it's probably my dad. He sometimes works out of the house. I still gotta tell him that I was suspended. He'll probably ground me. It doesn't matter since I don't really like going anywhere. That doesn't mean I don't have friends. Ya, I do. It's just that they live kinda far away. We moved here last year, and I left all my friends back at my old place. God, my dad's so annoying路 he moved here just for some stupid job. It's not as if he didn't make enough money back there. I liked my old house a lot. There was a huge garden with all these trees. No one in my family ever went into it except me. When I was small I used to pretend that there were all these animals there like African Wild Dogs and Black-Footed Ferrets and Snow Leopards. I would play with them and protect them from the poachers. I was so happy then. I don't think I will ever be happy here.

It's almost lunch; I don't think I am going to go in. Dad will probably hear me and ask me why I am home.

There's only just been two months of school and I've already been suspended four times. They just don't understand.

It's so boring and useles . I'm pretty good at biology but that's about it. They think that I just don't care. It's not that.

It's just that when it's not stuff that I like I can't concentrate: I start thinking about other things like the ocean and fish and then when my teacher asks me a question about the American Revolution. all I can say is something about the life cycle of a fish. Then the teacher starts yelling at me about some stupid thing. Sometimes they can be so dumb. They've ''punished" me so many times and it hasn't made a difference. Usually people just take away things from you, but the thing is that I don't care about anything that much. Except my necklace. It' got a rare shark tooth on it. It's a Cladoselache shark tooth from 400 million year ago. I always wear it. which is why no one has thought to take it away from me. They never really ee it. I alway wear it. it makes me feel safe. I got it when I was almost 2. My i ter who i the only one who really is old enough to remember me when I was little said that it used to be my mom's. She gave it to me and ever since then I loved animals. Apparently I look a lot like my mom. l have green eyes and dark hair and I'm pretty trong.

I hardly do anything and I can lift almost double my older brothers. They're twins. My Dad, my brothers and my sister all have light blue eyes and really blond hair. They're all really skinny and weak. They all say they can see my mom in me. I don't know because when I was little we had a bad fire and all my pictures of her were lost, there wasn't anything left of her except my necklace.

All I ever wanted was a dog. someone who would keep me company. I know that if I had a dog then he would come with me into the garden and we would ju t stay in there for a long time. My lovely family though is allergic to dogs. They're a! o allergic to any domestic pet which mean I am left to sit here by my elf in the garden. God, they're so annoying: they keep trying to get me to apply myself to school. It's not like I don't want to, but there's nothing I want to do in my life. I've had this idea that I would go off on jungle afaris and trips around the world and get a bunch of animals that were in danger. Then I would buy a huge piece of land and they would be able to live there without anyone coming in and trying to hunt them.

I'm so hungry. Maybe my dad will leave and I can go into the house. Maybe I can tell him I only had half a day of chool. I don't think that this school will phone him and tell him that I am not there today. They did that last year before I could tell my dad I was home. I got into o much trouble. I feel kinda dizzy; thinking about thing like that does it to me ometime . I don't know why. I just feel bad when I think about always getting in trouble and all the thing everyone want me to do. Why can't they ju tleave me alone in the garden? Why can't I just stay here forever? God, their so annoying. When I feel bad like thi I think about my mom. I hate feeling like this, maybe I can just go to where she is.

That would be the end. no more school. no more feeling sick. There would be nothing between me and my animals.

Oh mom, why didn't you take me with you? But it's not like she' here. The clouds have covered the un; it's getting a -Darcie Dixon bit cold. I think I'll go inside to get 路omething to eat.

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I still can't believe that I was the Editor of the Yearbook. A few years ago I would have never wanted to become it, but I've always been told by the people closest around me that not only can that I do anything I set my mind to, but that if I have the motivation I can meet and exceed expectations of those who thought I couldn't do it. Right from the start, I knew that becoming the editor of the yearbook was going to be a big challenge. And I was right. It's harder than it seems, but with all the help that I have received I have finally made it. Barely struggling to make the deadlines there were always people that I could rely on for help. Thanks to the yearbook committee, especially the ones who stayed at school for endless hours just to complete pages for me. Thanks to all of my friends who were always there for me when the going got tough. Thanks to all of the people that made this possible, especially the people that put up with all my nagging and reminders. It can be very hard to accomplish something so big when not everyone listens to you, so thanks to all of you who listened to me. Thanks to the Guild for donating money towards the US yearbook. Lastly, I would like to thank my sister for believing in that I could do it and helping me out when I was madly rushing to meet the deadlines. Thanks to everyone who made this possible!

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