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Though much is taken, much abides. 

Alfred Lord Tennyson 

This is my 10th annual Message from the 
Headmaster in the opening pages of The 
Georgian. | consider it a great privilege to be 
able to reflect on the year past. 

I’ve established a pattern for the creation of 
my annual message over the past decade. 
I’m going to break with that pattern by not 
acknowledging the commitment of Mr. 
Hutton, Editor-in-Chief of the Georgian at 
the end of my remarks, but rather, at the 
beginning of them. 

From our arrival back on campus on 
September 9th, Mr. Hutton understood that 
while this would be a different version of The 
Georgian, it would be an important record 

of what is undoubtedly the most challenging 
year in the 57 year history of the College. 
There are no teams and athletics or Terry Fox 
Run photos, images from the Carol Service, 
international trips and exchanges, band 
performances, Mistletoe Market, Prefects 
and grade 3s tying ties and so many other 
memories that we’d come to take for granted 
as essential moments of the school year. 
Instead, what is undoubtedly captured in this 
copy of The Georgian, is the inextinguishable 
spirit of a community who rose above the 
challenges of the pandemic to ensure that 
the essence of a year at RSGC endured. 
Halloween costumes, lunches and lunch time 
activities, arts and sports, much learning, 
laughter and, most importantly, deep, 
sustaining relationships are captured in these 

On behalf of everyone in our community, 
thank you Mr. Hutton for your vision and the 
care and professionalism you bring to the 
creation of The Georgian. 

In So many ways 2020/21 is a school year 
many of us will be happy to leave behind; 

to forget. For all the reasons we feel that 
way, it is important to remember what was 
accomplished, especially by the students 
and adults who learned together every day, 
whether at school or at home. This edition of 
The Georgian pays tribute to all of them. 

As always, my final words are to our 
graduates and they are words of deep 
gratitude. You faced so many obstacles and 
hardships at the end of your time with us. At 
every challenge, however, you demonstrated 
adaptability and resilience; good humour and 
joy. You’ve taught our younger students what 
it means to be Georgian. | am proud of you 
and | am so grateful. Remember that you are 
Georgians for life. 

Here’s to brighter days ahead! 

Stephen Beatty ‘86 

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a | cried here, | inflicted and suffered wounds here, | loved here, | grew here, and | learned that life, like our school, 
‘is a gift without measure. | attended well over a dozen educational institutions, but this will forever be my one and only 
school. | depart our sacred space with an aching heart that overflows with gratitude, and | hold a deep conviction that 
what | mistook for an accident all those years ago was simply meant to be. 

Paul Darvasi 
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s hard to put into words what the last seventeen years at RSGC have meant to me. | came to RSGC as a young, 

w teacher full of excitement about beginning my teaching career. | was immediately welcomed into this incredible 

| community of students, faculty, and families. RSGC is an extraordinary place, and | feel lucky to have been a part of the 
| Georgian experience for so many years. 



My favourite memories include funny classroom moments, numerous days on the ski hill, countless outdoor education 

periences, Terry Fox Spirit Days, and many more! | will be forever grateful for all that | have learned and how much | 
lave grown throughout my time at RSGC. This is not goodbye, but farewell until our paths cross again. Thank you for all 

| you have given me. | will miss you! 


} ‘Love challenges, be intrigued by mistakes, enjoy effort and keep on learning.” — Carol Dweck 
| ulie Girvan 

When | graduated from my last high school in 1984, my grad quote was: “If you want to get rid of an enemy, 
make a friend out of him.” 
I still try to live by that, but | realize that it’s not always possible. Not everyone is friend material for everyone 
So now | will graduate from high school one more time in 2021 and the words | live by are ones my mother said 
me the first time around: “Smile at people. It might be the only nice thing that happens to them that day.” 

so off | go, with a smile on my face, with happy memories and many RSGC friends (who were never 

Cathie Gryfe-Seeley 
Tl a k you to all of the beautiful students, colleagues and parents that made my life at RSGC a happy and 

lovir ig place to come to work for 20 years. You have all taught me so much, and so many of you have touched 

To all the students: The greatest thing that can be said about any person is that they are kind and humble. 
ve to have these words be a description of you. 

With so much love, 
Catherine Kirkland 
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ly after | started at SGC (as it was called then), Mr. D’Arcy told me he had been teaching at the school for thirteen 
rs. At the time | really couldn’t get my head around the idea of being in any one place for that long. Fast forward thirty 
one years, and here | am! To say that the time has flown would be an understatement. Granted, my job(s) have changed 
g that time (| was originally hired to teach math and economics and coach basketball), as has the school in many 

. What has remained constant however, and what’s really kept me here all these years, is the quality of the people 

h the students and my colleagues. | really can’t imagine a better environment to have spent essentially my entire 

g career. Amongst my many, many fond memories: the 2003 production of Jesus Christ Superstar (no, | wasn’t in 
t — simply an audience member), the senior basketball teams (including a few championship ones) that | coached 
3, the March Break band trip to Costa Rica in 1995, basketball road trips to Montreal with Messrs. Nakatsu, 


and pretty much all my AP Stats classes. I’m not sure what’s next for me but | do know that | will miss you all. 

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Cohort 9A 

Drama Award 

Civics Award 

Geography Award 

English Award 

French Award 

French Literature Award 
Physical Education Award 

Headmaster’s Honour Roll 

Cohort 9B 

Acolyte Award (presented 
to the head server) 

Instrumental Music Award 

Great Canadian 
Geography Challenge 

Geography Award 

Choral Music Award 

Visual Art Award 
Civics Award 
French Award 

Pythagorean Award 
(presented to the hardest 
working math student) 

Media Arts Award 

Math Award 

Enriched Math Award 
Science Award 

Physical Education Award 

Headmaster’s Honour Roll 

Headmaster’s Medal (for 
highest overall average in 
grade 9) 

Joseph Birdsell-Farrow 
Sebastian Appleyard 
Sebastian Appleyard 
Simon Cox 

Simon Cox 

Arjun Deckha 

Dougie Bell 

Sebastian Appleyard 
Joseph Birdsell-Farrow 
Arjun Deckha 

Andrew Samworth 

Eric Yao 

Eric Yao 

Joshua Tavares-Pitts 

Joshua Tavares-Pitts 
Andrew van Nostrand 

Hutton Mann-Shaw 
Hutton Mann-Shaw 
Hutton Mann-Shaw 

Hutton Mann-Shaw 

Kalan Morris-Poolman 
Kalan Morris-Poolman 
Tom Xie 
Tom Xie 
Tom Xie 

Hutton Mann-Shaw 
Zach Mazan 

Kalan Morris-Poolman 
Joshua Tavares-Pitts 
Evan Tecimer 

Eric Yao 

Tom Xie 

Tom Xie 

Cohort 10A 

Instrumental Music Award 

French Literature Award 
Math Award 

Science Award 
Media Arts Award 
Choral Music Award 

Visual Art Award 

Spotlight Award for Stage 

Best Supporting Actor 

Career Studies Award 
Software Award 

French Language Award 
Physical Education Award 

Judo Award 

Headmaster’s Honour Roll 

Founder’s Medal (for 
highest overall average in 
grade 10) 

Cohort 10B 
Drama Award 

Entrepreneurial Studies 
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Canadian History Award 
English Award 

Enriched Math Award 
Spanish Award 

Headmaster’s Honour Roll 

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Cian Bryson 
Sam Case 

Sam Case 
Sam Case 

Sam Case 
Xander Chin 

Xander Chin 
Lucas Hardie 

Ben Galarce 
Max Greaves 

Blake Garston 

Marcus Hine 
Charlie Coke 

Yarema Dzulynsky 
Marten Ling 
Marten Ling 
Mitchell Elaschuk 


Cian Bryson 

Sam Case 

Xander Chin 
Yarema Dzulynsky 
Mitchell Elaschuk 
Justin Eng 

David Langill 
Marten Ling 

Sam Case 

Sean Woodbury 
Ryan Windover 

Toby Salamon 

Toby Salamon 
Osahon Osunde 

Andrew Woollcombe 
Theo Ochrym 

Toby Salamon 
Ryan Windover 
Andrew Woollcombe 


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Wits Media Arts Award 

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_ AP Economics Award 


_ Business Leadership 

AP Seminar Award 
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ox English Award 
Film Studies Award 
Media Studies Award 
Functions Award 

Enriched Functions Award 


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Chairman’s Medal (for 
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Joey Lisser 

Joey Lisser 
Liam Cassano 

Michael Keene 

Felix Brink 
Jacob Deegan 

Campbell Benson 

Jacob Buchan 
Jacob Buchan 
Jacob Buchan 
Jacob Buchan 
Aaron Brady 
Paolo Bizzarri 

Jack De Aragon 
Adam McManus 

Mason Di Pierdomenico 

Devin Chapple 
Oliver Semler 

Aaron Brady 
Jacob Buchan 
Paolo Bizzarri 
Devin Chapple 
Jack De Aragon 
Adam Goldman 
Adam McManus 

Jacob Buchan 

Joseph Vretner 
William Tessier 

William Tessier 

Tim Mah 

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Media Studies Award James Tavares-Pitts 
Biology Award Oscar Tiplady 
Physics Award Elliot Thoburn 
Headmaster’s Honour Roll Tim Mah 
Elliot Thoburn 
Oscar Tiplady 

Stuart Warren Memorial 

Presented in Memory 

of Stuart Warren, to a 
student entering his 
graduating Year who, 
throughout his time at 
RSGC has exemplified the 
qualities of Stuart through 
his concern, participation, 
accomplishment, and 

Jacob Buchan 

The Class of 1977 
Scholarship Award 
Presented in memory of 
David MacLennan, John 
“Robbie” Robinson, and 
Chris Anderson. The 
award is presented to 

a student who has met 
current RSGC academic 
standards, is involved ina 
variety of extra-curricular 
activities, and is judged to 
be well liked by his peers. 

Sebastian Raman 

The Andrew Drillis 

Given in memory of 
Andrew Drillis, who 

was tragically killed the 
summer following his 
Grade 12 year. The Award 
is presented to the student 
who has demonstrated 
great enthusiasm for the 
school’s extra-curricular 

Felix Brink 

The Carol Lucas 
Memorial Award 
Awarded in Memory of 
Carol Lucas: A longtime 
parent, Guild Member, 
and friend of the college. 
The award is presented — 
annually to a student 
entering their graduating 
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Joey Lisser 

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all purpose georgians 

Seb Atkinson 

Sam Aurlick 

Andrew Behan 

My time at RSGC has been special. From coming in 
Grade 5 to graduating this year, so many things have 
happened. Thank you to Mr. Robinson, Mr. Rankin, 
Ms. Hart, Mr. D’Arcy, Mr. Chow, Mr. Enfield, Mr. 
Doerksen, and Mr. Jamieson. My time here has been 
memorable because of the great staff. Teachers, 

you will be missed. Memories like playing soccer on 
the turf to building projects in the DES with fellow 
Georgians will not be forgotten. Finally, thank you, 
Mom and Dad, for sending me here. 

To be honest I’m really not sure what to say. My experience at RSGC has been 
great. It’s where I’ve made most of my friends, learned how to multiply, factor, 
forgotten how to multiply and factor. Realistically it’s where I’ve done the most 
maturing in my life. Sometimes | think about what my life would be like if | hadn’t 
come to this school. When | came in grade 7 | was unorganised, small, and dumb. 
| remember struggling with schoolwork before | enrolled, everytime | thought 
about homework a feeling of intense sadness came over me. This school has 
taught me how to be organised but more importantly, when to do school work 
and when not to do school work. It gave me role models to look up to, and 

ways to follow in their footsteps. | remember a gym class in grade 7, we’d just 
finished a beep test and | noticed the extremely loud music coming from the FTC, 
| walked over to the far end window and watched in awe as | witnessed a man 
that looked like a rhinoceros pick up and put down a bar that seemingly weighed 
1000 pounds. Of course it was probably only a few hundred pounds but to me it 
seemed impossible. A few years later | became friends with that guy, he taught 
me a lot about lifting and overtime the gym became my sanctuary. When | think 
back to all the good memories | have at RSGC | would say 75 percent are from me 
and my friends picking up and putting down heavy objects in the ftc. Of course 

| still have plenty of good memories during classes, there are a few teachers | 
would especially like to thank for those. Mr. Sarellas, Mr. Seale, Dr. Leatch, Sensei 
Miller, Ms. Turner, Mr. Rankin, Mr. Farrar, Mr. Jamieson, Dr. Darvasi and all my 
other teachers, Thank you. I’d like to end it off with some wise words. “One man’s 
garbage is another man person’s ungarbage” -Ricky 

A few things I'd like to say; firstly, I’d like to thank 
my parents for putting me through the Royal 
College and for all the support you gave me 
through the years. Secondly, I’d like to thank the 
teachers and staff for making the last 6 years 

so enjoyable. Shoutout to JDon, Mr. Mooney, 
and Dr. Darvasi for making this last year more 
bearable. Last but not least, to the boys, the 
gents you guys are what made the last 6 years so 
memorable. Not exactly the senior year | was so 
stoked for, but we made it work. 

Here are some quotes | would like to add 
because they represent my time here. 

In the wise words of Ferris Bueller, “Life moves 
fast. If you don’t stop and look around every once 
in a while, you could miss it” 

“Not doing it is certainly the best way to not 
getting it” - Wayne Gretzky 


Tr | 

“Loyalty is still the same, whether it win or lose the 
game; true as a dial to the sun, although it be not 
shined upon.” — Samuel Butler 

Campbell Benson 

My favourite memory of RSGC would easily be 
when during the Halifax trip we ate lobsters at that 

Jeff Betty 

This school and the people in it have truly 
changed my life for the better, and for that, | am 
truly grateful. There is no sentence that could 
fully summarize what I’ve learned from you these 
past years, but | can try. 

The happiest man in the world does not need 
Cars, planes or yachts; he has his friends and 

What a ride gents. 

Paolo Bizzarri 

| can’t think of anything particularly witty, so I’ll use 
this space to thank some people. I’d like to thank 
the teachers that made my time at RSGC great, 
especially Mr. Dame, Ms. Turner, Dr. Lambersky, Dr. 
Evans, Mr. Mooney, Madame Deblois, Ms. Ghoreshy, 
Mr. Hutton, Dr. Darvasi, Mr. Farrar, Dr. Leatch, and of 
course, Mr. Jamieson. 

It’s been a good time, and it’s a shame it has to end. 

Other than that, *insert witty comment here.* 

Charlie Botterell 

“Sometimes she goes, sometimes she doesn’t, 
cause that’s the way she goes” 

- Ray LaFleur 

Aaron Brady 

Life is like a grad quote. Some people think it’s 
a joke, a lot of people copy others. Some even 
try and tell you how to write it. The truth is It’s 
your grad quote, say what you wanna say. That 
doesn’t mean it matters, or people care, but if 
you do say something right, or you are extra 
lucky, someone will remember. 

So I’ll say this, grade nines need to stay out of 
the way. Grade tens need to chill with the ego 
trips. Grade elevens need to figure it out. Grade 
twelves need to focus to leave. Shout outs 

to Jdonn for the good times, Stevens for the 
education, Beatty for the example, Big Russ for 
the guts, Seale and Rankin for keeping it real 
and Ms.Dickinson and Mr.O’Leary for morning 
conversation and the boys for just being. 
Remember, | will eat the food off your plate. 

Felix Brink 

v AN an | 

Jacob Buchan 

Piers Cassidy 

Devin Chapple 

At the start of this last, strange year of high school, | was asked about the essence of Royal 

St. George’s College. After some thought, | decided that at its core, RSGC is three things: it’s a 
place, it’s a school, and it’s a home. 

And what a home it’s been. 

I’ve grown tremendously in the past six years. While | credit this school with shaping my journey 
through adolescence, ‘this school’ is just a blanket term — a stand-in for the teachers and 
mentors who make RSGC an extraordinary place, and who’ve helped me realize a version of 
myself of which I’m proud. 

Thank you to Ms. Matera, Dr. Evans, and Dr. Lambersky, who first saw the writer in me — whose 
encouragement and dedication fostered my chief academic passion (and they tolerated my 
overuse of the em dash). 

Thank you to Mr. Martin, Mr. Wade West, and Ms. Johnson, whose comments first sparked 
musicianship in me, and whose support has always propelled me as a player. 

Thank you to Mr. Farrar, whose enlivened approach got me hooked on history. And thank you to 
Mr. D’Arcy: while | didn’t end up an ACE, the principles of hard work, persistence, and attention 
to detail will always remain a part of my philosophy. 

Thank you to Mr. Beatty. For your leadership, advice, and example, but even more, for your 
genuine investment and for your care. 

Most importantly, thank you to my mum and dad. My teachers in everything. The two people | 
owe everything to, and always will. You’ve always supported me, protected me, and taught me 
through your examples what it means to be a good person. 

To the student who reads this henceforth, this long list of gratitude should indicate just what’s 
on offer in this community. So show up. Dig in. That’s the first step — and all else follows. 

| can only begin to express my gratitude and 
appreciation for everything RSGC has done for me 
over the last six years. Whether it’s for the great 
friends I’ve made, the new experiences I’ve had, 
the guidance from each of my teachers, or the 
significant influence it has had on the person | am 
today, the experience has truly been phenomenal. 

Ten years, wow. 

“I wish there was a way to know you’re in the 
good old days before you’ve actually left them.” 
-Andy Bernard 

SS eee 

Matthew Chong 

Zachary Clark 

Noah Clarke 

| believe whatever doesn’t kill you simply makes 

“| spin more rhymes than a Lazy Susan, and I’m 
innocent until my guilt is proven”. 


Also, a special shoutout to Dr. Darvasi for putting his 
all into making school enjoyable for everyone around 
him. There were only a select few classes that | 
would actually look forward to and his was always 
one of them. | truly wish the best for him and his 
family in their future endeavours. 

You laugh at me because I’m different, | laugh at 
you because you're all the same. 

- Jonathan Davis 

Firstly, thank you RSGC for helping me become the best version of myself. Thank you for 
teaching me lessons that no other school would. The RSGC community, teachers, coaches, 
and students have all impacted my life greatly. | am thankful to my parents for giving me the 
opportunity to attend this amazing school. 

| want to thank my coaches. Being a part of an RSGC team was amazing and it was all because 
of the coaches. Sure, my teammates and fellow students are great too but, we hear about them 
all the time. | see myself as enthusiastic, energetic, and very competitive especially when it 
comes to sports. Luckily, | had the coaches that supported me in all those aspects, even though 
| can go a little overboard sometimes. | want to thank Mr. Donnelly, coach of the Varsity Hockey 
and Rugby teams, he was just as enthusiastic, energetic, and competitive as | was. Sometimes 
even more competitive. Days before our games or even our season he would come to talk to me 
about strategies, potential lineups, and how we will win the championship. There is always at 
least one hype man on the team, which before our games in the change rooms and on the bus 
would hype the team up. Mr. Donnelly was the first coach that took that role and oh boy he did 
it well. 


In the brilliant words of Kanye West, “When | think of competition it’s like | try to create against 
the past. | think about Michelangelo and Picasso, you know, the pyramids.” 


Griffin Cook 

“Don’t take life too seriously, you’ll never get out 
alive.” - Elbert Hubbard 

Also, I’m calling it now, Leafs in 6, 2033. 

Doge to the moon. 

Jack De Aragon 

| had a great time at the college. Thanks to all the 
teachers | had over the last couple of years! We 
have had some awesome times boys and | wish 
you good luck with the rest of your lives. 

Jacob Deegan 

Mason DiPierdomenico 

Hunter Durand 

Henry Gold 

What a journey. | made many friends along the 
way, and | pissed off a lot of people too. That's life: 
You can’t please everyone. Remember the positive 
memories when you vote for me ok? 

Some of my favourite memories came from RSGC. 
Staying till 9 pm on a Thursday night in the DES, 
playing on the rugby team, and Fridays at Liam’s 
just to name a few. The people surrounding me 
throughout my time (staff and students) are the 
reason | have only amazing memories that | will carry 
with me throughout my whole life. 

The best piece of advice | ever heard was from my 

“You can pick your friends, you can pick your nose... 
But you can’t pick your friend’s nose” - MJBA 

I’ve gone through many nicknames throughout my six years at RSGC. Of course, 
getting called by your siblings’ first names is always a good ego booster. In 

fact, I’ve probably been called Will or Lucas more times than my actual name. 
Nonetheless, some of my favourites nicknames to highlight are: 

“HANK” - Mr. Donnelly. 

“Goldy” - Mr. Smith. 

“Mr. Gold, the boy who broke my heart” - Mr. Jamieson “apologies for dropping 

But, the nickname that tops it all off is: 

“The kid who should be wearing a burgundy blazer” - random junior school 

Well, jokes on you random junior school student; I’m finally taller, haha. It may be 
cliché, but | want to give a personal shout-out to everyone who has helped me 
throughout my days at the college. In particular, thank you to Mr. Seale, Mr. Smith, 
Ms. Turner, Ms. Rowe and every single student or staff who has crossed paths 
with me at some point. | would love to write a personal message to each of you, 
but | think | already went over the word limit... 

And finally, rather than an inspirational quote, I’m going to end with something 
useful... my Starbucks order: Venti Iced White Chocolate Mocha w/ No Whip and 
Light Ice 


Adam Goldman 

Chazz Guay 

Ethan Holfeld 

Thank you to my family, teachers, and friends 

who have made the last six years memorable and 
enjoyable. Thank you especially to Mr. Farrar, Mr. 
Rankin, Ms. Ghoreshy, Dr. Evans, and Mr. D’Arcy for 
your support and guidance. Of course, thank you 

to Mr. Enfield, my advisor and teacher, for the great 
conversations and memorable Earth and Space field 
trips. The past few years have been an excellent 
journey, and I’m grateful to everyone who made it 
that way. Good luck to all. 

There are countless people | want to thank for my 
unforgettable time at RSGC. Firstly, I’d like to show 
gratitude to my parents for always supporting me 
and constantly pushing me to do better at every 
turn. I’d also like to thank all my teachers, all of 
whom have played such an important role in my life 
over the past years. Lastly, I’d like to give a huge 
shout-out to all the boys who’ve made RSGC such 
a great place, especially the Etobs lads back in the 
farmland. While it may be the end of our time at 
RSGC, | have the feeling that | have not seen the last 
of many of you, and for that, | am very grateful. 

“We’re going to get older, whether we like it or 
not, so the only question is whether we get on 
with our lives or desperately cling to the past.” 

—Ted Mosby 

Thomas Jackman Kuwabara 

Max Jacobs 

Michael Keene 

My six years at RSGC have been full of amazing 
memories. I’ve decided to use this space to share 
my top three RSGC moments. Even though my 
favourite moments should be something like 
connecting with my grade on an Outdoor Ed 

trip or having great conversations with friends 

in Ketchum Hall, they are not. My third favourite 
moment is finishing my homework minutes before 
class because | ended up spending the whole night 
watching a Raptors game. My second favourite 
moment is spending a lot of time talking about Cole 
Haan shoes in Economics class And finally, my 
favourite RSGC moment is when | missed the first 
few days of online school in March 2020 because | 
was trapped in Peru. 

Silent Memories 

Thank you to the people at RSGC who helped me 
shape my skills and grow as a person. | will not 
forget the memories | have had throughout the 10 
years | spent at the school. Thank you for the grade 
10 rugby team, camp, my numerous years of ski 
racing at the college and, of course, the choir. | will 
miss the FTC workouts, Bloor Street lunchtimes, 
skating on campus, and each of my peers. Thank 
you all for a good run. 

In a sticky note given to me by Mr. Jamieson in class 
during grade 9 or 10, | leave this: “so far so...”. 

| think | now understand it; maybe you will too. 

\ a | 

Jake Knight 

Alex Krantz 

Andrew Laurin 

Whoa, the past few years have been crazy. Although it pains 
me not to be at school in person, it only makes the time | did 
actually get to spend there all the more memorable. 

Although it was my parents’ choice for me to come here in the 
first place, | do not regret it whatsoever. I’d like to thank them 

for pushing me into a new environment where | would have to 
learn and adapt. 

| would like to thank all the people | shared experiences with 
for making my time here enjoyable. | hope | did the same for 
you, too. | would also like to thank the amazing teachers here 
for an excellent yet educational experience. Shout outs to Dr. 
Darvasi, Mr. Kotecha and Ms. Kaye. 

| will remember the good things but also never forget the 
not-so-good things such as home form and p3 being split by 
lunch. Nevertheless, through thick and thin, | would like to 
thank my friends who were there for me through it all. | am 
really gonna miss walking down to Bloor for lunch with you 

Gents, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. 

| think it’s fair to say that none of us expected the year to go the way it has. | 
certainly didn’t. The pandemic has thrown challenge after challenge at us, making 

it hard sometimes to see light at the end of the tunnel. In these situations, | think 
taking each day as it comes is the best way forwards. 

For me, this year has really been about the small daily acts of kindness and 
camaraderie that make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. Whenever these moments 
happen it just gives off the best kind of energy. | feel so lucky to have been at this 
school for Grade 12. Every single person in this community is so open and caring. 
Never before have | ended so many conversations with a smile. 

Thank you Mr. Beatty for greeting me so cheerily every morning. Thank you to all the 
rest of the faculty, from the admin to the lunch staff, to the cleaning staff, for being 
super friendly. Thank you to all my teachers. This is the only school | have ever been 
to where teachers provide individual extra help and feedback. It is truly a privilege 
to have such dedicated teachers. Additionally, | would like to thank my teachers for 
supporting me on a personal level. Thank you for helping me integrate into school 
activities and for being super considerate when | was going through rough times. 
Special thanks to Dr. Darvasi for helping me with my university essays and Mr. 
Rankin for teaching me John Mayer songs on the guitar. 

Finally, | just want to say a quick word of appreciation to all the boys. You guys 
were so welcoming and made it really easy for me to jump on board. Even when we 
switched around the cohorts, | was able to meet new people and feel at home right 
away. Looking back, | really couldn’t have asked for a better community to be a part 
of during this difficult year. The amazing Georgian spirit is something | will never 

| had a really great time at RSGC and couldn’t 
ask for a better school. Lots of great memories 
and friends were made along the way. Even 
though Covid interrupted almost half of the time | 
spent at RSGC | still had a great time. 

Everyone wanted to know what | would do if | 
didn’t graduate... | guess we’ll never know. 

Ethan Leckie 

Jack Levinsky 

Joey Lisser 

“You can’t move forward without saying goodbye to 
the past” 

“There’s always a bigger fish.” — Qui-Gon Jinn 

After 10 incredible years at RSGC and over 1,200 morning 
layby welcomes from Ms. Kirkland and Mme. Bonetta, it’s 
hard to believe that | am graduating from RSGC. A constant 
in my ever-changing life, like a home for me, | have so many 
memories that | will never forget because of the amazing 
teachers, staff, and students at the school. RSGC was a place 
for me to explore and try new things that has made me the 
person that | am today. My RSGC experience has been the 
best | could have ever asked for — from the first day of grade 
3 with Ms. Nozuka, Grade 7 and 8 with Mr. Dame and Ms. 
Turner, the joy of music with Mr. Wade West, my unofficial 
advisor Mr. Ruscitti, grade 10 math in Mr. Stevens office, 
countless inspiring classes with Mr. Seale and Dr. Lambersky, 
and six years of Entrepreneurship club with Mr. Blanchette 
and Mr. Kotecha. To the many memories with lifelong friends 
on nights off as OE leaders, Friday morning fitness, Hidden 
Gems, the Knights baseball team, walks to school, derailing 
econ class, time as a Prefect enjoying heated debates during 
our weekly meetings and Sunday catch-ups while filming 
assembly. If only the entire world was like the college. RSGC 
is such a unique and amazing school and | am so proud and 
grateful to be a part of this community. 

Great Success! 

Lucas Livingston 

Jacob Lloyd 

Connor MacDonald 

Throughout my four years at RSGC | was made 
to feel welcome, encouraged to pursue my 
Passions, and given the resources to do so. For 
this, | am incredibly grateful and would like to 
thank every one of my teachers and classmates. 
“There’s a lot of things that turn me on in life: 
women, dinosaurs, and this.” — Georges St. Pierre 

“lam not a fan of books” - Kanye West 

“Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we 
may be” - Some cheeky English bloke from ages ago 

Thank you to everyone who helped me get to this 
point during the last 9 years. First and foremost | 
should thank my parents for supporting me through 
high school. Special thanks to Mr. Ghoreshy and 
Madame DeBlois for running the Reach for the Top 
league and team, thanks to Madame Lafrance for 
letting me lead French Club despite my sometimes 
subpar attendance. Thanks to Mr. Hutton for trying to 
get Amnesty International club off the ground despite 
the lack of membership. A further special thanks go to 
all the teachers who taught me this year who | haven’t 
already mentioned: Ms. Dickinson, Mr. Mooney, 

Ms. Hart and Dr. Darvasi. A further thanks go to Dr. 
Lambersky for running History Bowl and Bee and for 
essentially teaching me how to write in AP Seminar. 
Final shoutout to FRB, GSA, RPC, AHAcrazy and all 
the friends I’ve made along the way. 

“Excellence is not a gift, but a skill that takes 
practice. We do not act ‘rightly’ because we are 
‘excellent’ in fact we achieve ‘excellence’ by 
acting ‘rightly.’” -Plato 

Tim Mah 

Luca Mancinelli 

Max Marsland 

Never going to forget all the great memories | made 
here and | would like to thank all of my teachers for 
doing a wonderful job teaching me. 

Gonna miss saying hello to Ms. Kirkland and Mr. 
Beatty in the morning. 

Give it another year and hopefully, the world will be 
back to normal, fingers crossed. 

You (yes you) have helped create a welcoming and 
friendly environment that | have enjoyed being a part 
of for the last seven years, thank you. 

Up to and including this sentence, read the first 
word :) 

“Without my legs or my hair 

Without my genes or my blood 

With no name and with no type of story 
Where do | live? 

Tell me, where do | exist? 

We’re just immaterial 

Immaterial boys, immaterial girls” 

Four years have flown by. Never have | seen a 
community that is so invested in each others’ 
wellbeing. Huge thanks to all the teachers and staff 
members who have made me a better person. While 

high school has been a grind, what a trip it has been. 

One takeaway that | will always have from RSGC is 
that hard work will be rewarded. 

“If you hear a voice within you say “you cannot | 
paint,” then by all means paint and that voice will i 
be silenced.” — Vincent Van Gogh | 

Hamish Mclntosh 

Silent Memories 

Ryan McKenna 

After ten years at RSGC, from Ms. Nozuka’s 
reading time to the grade ten choir tour, it’s been 
quite the journey. Thank you to all the teachers 
who made this ride enjoyable and interesting: i 
Dr. Evans for two great years of English, Mr. 

Doerksen for four great Math courses, and Mr. 
Chow for two and, hopefully, many more years 
of Physics. Thank you to my parents, who made 

these past ten years possible, and to my friends i 
for making it fun all throughout. 

Frank Baum said, “that no thief, however skillful, | 
can rob one’s self of knowledge and as such, it ) 
is the safest treasure to acquire.” Thank you to | 
RSGC for granting me such treasure. | 

Adam McManus 

Luke Ovenell 

Frisco Petrela-Sobotik 

Trevor Phillips 

Well, it has been quite the six years at this awesome place. | would like to thank 
my friends (you know who you are) for making my time here the best. | remember 
always wanting to go to school just to see you guys. | love how this school 
introduced me to you all and how we have grown closer over the years. | want to 
thank the staircase outside of Ms. Kaye’s office for holding all of our cries, laughs 
and everything in between. | want to thank my teachers for always being the 
nicest people; | never felt a burden to go to class because of you guys. 

Looking back on who | was when | first started at RSGC, it is hard to believe that 
was me. There is a big difference between 12 and 17. If! could tell him something, 
| would tell him to not worry about school. That is the smallest part of this 

school. The biggest part is the connections and people | would meet. | never felt 
uncomfortable being myself around my classmates. Looking at my journey to who 

| am today, during all the bumps | came to this school to feel better. Nowhere has 
ever made me feel like that. 

Thank you to everyone. Even if you don’t know who | am or if you hate my guts, 
you were still part of my journey in this place. It’s time to go on to further places 
now, but | will never forget this place. Finally, | would like to thank myself, my 
biggest fear and biggest inspiration, thank you for always staying positive in hard 
times. I’ll end with this: in the wise words of Taylor Swift, “good memories can 
leave even more of a scar on your heart than the bad times”. 

Silent Memories | 

Silent Memories 

RSGC has provided me with countless 

opportunities, great friends, and lifelong 

memories. It’s crazy to think that I’ve been at this 

school for 6 years when my first day of grade 7 

feels like it was just a week ago. As | graduate, 

if there is one thing | know for certain, it is that | 
years from now when | think back to my time | 
here, | will remember it as one of the greatest | 
weeks of my life. 

Sebastian Raman 

Personally it’s been a wild and unpredictable four 
years. | 

Even thought Covid has screwed us over we still 
managed to make the best of it ii 

Now, | would like to thank Mr. Darvasi for making 
me love English class and his crazy rants about 
so many topics. 

I’m going to miss the retail runs, snowboard team 
and of course Paladins Club 2021 

Sadly it has all come to an end but at least | won 
the grade 9 Geography Challenge 

Jacob Reil 

RSGC has facilitated so many great stories, | 
memories, and experiences, whether they know 
it or not. 

Thank you to my family for giving me this 
incredible opportunity. | will always be grateful | 
for it. 

“And that’s the American dream” | 
(Wootton-Smith, 2018). | 

Liam Robertson-Caryll 

Ben Rorabeck 

Oliver Semler 

Jackson Shibley 

It’s been fun RSGC. But first, some thank yous. 
Thank you to my parents for spending your hard- 
earned money on me to go to a school like this. 
Secondly, a huge thank you to all my teachers, 
both past and present — you have all shown me the 
importance and the power that learning can have. 
And to all the boys. It’s been awesome being able 
to hang out with all of you over the last six years, 
and you have made this school as fun as it is. Also, 
shoutout to COVID for giving us a truly memorable 

“Life has no remote, get up and change the damn 
channel yourself” 

My time at Royal St. George’s College is soon 
coming to an end. From treating the run to retail 

as if my life depended on it in Grade 9, to sitting at 
my desk for what feels like an eternity during online 
school, my high school experience has certainly 
been very unique compared to some previous years. 
I’d like to thank Mr. Ruscitti for being a great advisor, 
as well as my parents for giving me the opportunity 
to go here. And although coming up with this grad 
quote may have been almost as difficult as paying 
attention during a fourth-period online class on 

a Friday, | am truly grateful to all of my teachers 

and classmates for making these past four years 
something to remember. 

It has been an amazing four years. There are just a 
couple of things that | would like to say. 

| would like to thank all the teachers and members 
of the school who guided me through these last 4 
years. | would like to give a shout-out to Mr. D’Arcy, 
who helped mould me into the man | am today. 

To all my friends; you have made the last 4 years the 
best of my life. The naive, young, Grade 9 Jackson 
wouldn’t even recognize me today. Thank you for 

all the little moments, the hours in the blackbox, 
lunches in Ketchum, sessions in the DES, and 
laughs all around. The future is bright for all of you. 

Until we meet again, | leave you with one of my 
famous quotes: 

“Mercy Mister Mercy” 
~Jackson Shibley (201 7) 

Ben Strain 

Isaac Tamblyn 

James Tavares-Pitts 

Silent Memories 

Don’t get me wrong, my time at RSGC was 
unforgettable. It really is an amazing school. 
However, | just can’t help but remark that the 
whole place smelled a bit like updog... 

Special thanks to Mr. Seale, Dr. Darvasi, Mr. 
Rankin and FRB for so many classic moments. 

| definitely think RSGC was the environment that 
formed who | am today. Thinking back on myself 
before | came here, and even before grade 10, | 
was so different from who | am now it’s kind of 
scary. | really found a place where | could thrive, 
especially in the Senior School, so I’m grateful to 
my parents for giving me that opportunity to grow 
here at RSGC. 

My only wish is for the unofficial Stairs Club to 
live on. Though many of its members will be 
moving on, and through Covid times we weren’t 
able to gather at those stairs anymore, | hope 
that our legacy of being way too loud outside 
Ms. Kaye’s office will live on. We are forever her 

Colin Taylor 

George Tedford 

William Tessier 

| would like to first thank my mom and dad for 
supporting me and sending me to RSGC for the 
past 10 years. | would like to thank all the incredible 
teachers from over the years who helped me learn 
and become a better version of myself. And finally, 
thank you to all of my friends from the past ten years 
with who | have made such incredible memories. 

“I truly believe that every single person has to go 
through something that destroys them so they can 
figure out who they really are.” I’d like to thank 
my parents, friends, peers and teachers for the 
unforgettable memories. 

Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look 
around once in a while, you could miss it. 

“The wise person is the unceasing water that flows, 
never ceasing to learn” - Hwang Jung-Woo 

Elliot Thoburn 

Logan Thompson 

Oscar Tiplady 

After five years at RSGC, | will miss this place. 
What the school has lacked in facilities, it has 
more than made up with extracurriculars... Some 
of my favourite memories are 8A, shinny in phys 
ed, the Halifax trip, ping pong club, giving Luke 
Tao a standing ovation every week, pit stops at 
McDonald’s for away games, sprinting to retail, 
building quinzees, Killarney, and lunchtime 
basketball games. Anyways, I'd like to thank my 
friends and teachers for helping me look forward 
to class each day, my coaches for keeping things 
fun and competitive — especially my hockey 
coaches for securing us hot dogs — and my 
parents for sending me here! 

“It is sometimes easier to make the world a better 
place than to prove you have made the world a 
better place” - Amos Tversky 

Toronto Maple Leafs, 2037 Stanley Cup 

Alright, so | have been at RSGC since Grade 7, 
and | think it was the best choice | could have 
made. Thanks to all the teachers, students and 
my parents that have made it possible for me to 
hopefully graduate. Special thanks to Mr. Seale 
for the swim team and amazing media classes, 
Mr. Kotecha for the great business studies, 

and Dr. Darvasi for his insightful lectures. | look 
forward for what’s next on the schedule, see you 

“How Did We Get Here?” - Minecraft 

I’ve spent a lot of time at RSGC; I’ve been here since Grade 3 after all. It’s 
definitely strange leaving to be honest. That being said, I’d like to thank some 
teachers for the experiences and memories they have given me. 

To Ms. Nozuka, thank you for being my first teacher at RSGC, you really made 
me love Grade 3. To Ms. Matera, thank you for always being there after school 
to help me with my work. To Mr. Seale, thank you for teaching me about Media 
Arts and encouraging me to learn new art programs. To Ms. Kaye, thank you 
for listening to me and hosting the unofficial stairwell club. To Mr. Enfield, 
thank you for being my advisor all these years. To Dr. Darvasi, thank you for 
always making English class interesting with your tangents. To Mr. Rankin, 
thank you for allowing me to set up the Minecraft server and always making 
Chemistry easy to understand. To Ms. Girvan, thank you for teaching me 
about Biology and forever making me afraid of fungus. To Ms. Carter-Webb 
and Mr. Hutton, thank you for making the library one of the best places in 

the school. To Mr. Wade West, Ms. Johnson, and Mr. Martin, thank you for 
teaching me all about music through my entire RSGC experience. While | 
would love to acknowledge every staff here personally, | unfortunately don’t 
have room; to everyone though, thank you for everything, genuinely. 

And finally, for those who are wondering, no, | will not stop asking questions. 

Matthew Tkachuk 

Max Valihora 

Max Van Duynhoven 

It hasn’t been quite the grade 12 year | imagined it would be four years 
ago. But to anything, there is a silver lining. That silver lining is realizing 
how great my first two and a half years at Royal St. George’s College 
were. Being on lockdown and doing online school made me think back 
to all the great times and the not-so-great times | have experienced 
over the last four years. From having an undefeated season and 
winning the championship in basketball to sleeping in a dollar store 
igloo in negative 20-degree weather. These mostly good times were 
made possible by the amazing teachers at RSGC. | believe that | am 

a better person now than | was coming into the college because of 
these teachers. My teachers over my four-year career at RSGC have 
cared, fueled interests, and helped me push myself further and further. 
But now those great memories and teachers are being left behind as 
this chapter of my life is coming to a bittersweet close but not without 
bringing what they taught me with me. As | rush to finish this before 
the deadline, | think of what was, what could’ve been, what will be 

and most importantly what is. | could sit here and be sad | didn’t get 
anormal graduating year, | could be sad there won’t be an ultimate 
frisbee season this year, instead, | am happy for what did happen. | 
think the dude sums it is all up the best 

“| can’t be worrying about that stuff. Life goes on, man.” - The Dude 


This year hasn’t been the one that we all expected, 
it was hard. Though it was a tough year RSGC 
made it a whole lot better. Whether it was in person 
or online, having class was the only thing that kept 
me from going insane. Over my time at the college, 
| have made relationships with my fellow students 
and teachers that will last a lifetime. When | applied 
to RSGC | had a lot of doubts, but the more that | 
became integrated into the RSGC community, the 
more those doubts fluttered away and | knew | was 
where | was supposed to be. | joined classes that | 
never thought | would join and exceeded in places 
that | thought | had no right being. | Know it may be 
a little bit cliche but my time at the school has made 
me proud to be a Georgian. This year | was able to 
watch every single Marvel movie in chronological 
order in just a few weeks. It wasn’t easy but neither 
was high school, but I’m still not convinced which 
one was more satisfying. I’m ending my write-up 
with a quote that represents my time at the college 
to a tee. 

“Drop your socks and grab your crocs. We’re about 
to get wet on this ride.” 
Tony Stark (Iron Man 2) 

Henry Vendittelli 

Josesph Vretenar 

Josh Wheler 

To start, | want to thank my parents, who talked me out 
of going to St. Michael’s and made me consider “other 
schools”. Them doing that was probably one of the things 
| am most thankful for in my lifetime. 

Wow. Six total years were spent at this school, and | have 
not regretted a single minute of it. 

These years have been without a doubt the best years of 
my life. | have grown and learned so much over this time, 
and have gained some experiences | will never forget. 

Georgians crashing at my house after school every day 
and playing Xbox, playing shinny with button-downs and 
ties, the creation of AntiSwear and FRB, and now soon 
graduation, | will never forget these moments of my life 
and | will cherish them deeply. 

RSGC is like a second home to me, and it pains me greatly 
that | need to part ways from it. But | know that the spirit 
of it will always live on inside me. | am Georgian. 

“Science isn’t about why! It’s about why not” 

Although this may not be a specific memory, my favourite part about my six years spent at 
RSGC is the community of the school. The teachers always had time to go out of their way to 
offer their help when | was struggling with curriculars, the older students were always people 
who | could look up to, the learning center could always make time to help me out when | 
needed school advice or a quiet place to work, and the small classes helped me stay engaged 
and participating with the courses. 

Possibly the most impactful memory that | have from the school took place in the FTC. One day 
my brother suggested that | should start working out and at first, | was skeptical but eventually 
agreed to the idea. When | walked into the FTC for the first time, the first thing that | saw was 
Peter Kirby finishing and racking a bench PR, standing up and screaming while 5 other guys 
congratulated him by slapping his back and shaking him until he almost fell over. At the time, 
being a scrawny, muscleless grade 9 student, | was pretty self-conscious about my body and 
I'll admit a little bit intimidated. But when the caffeine-fueled grade 11s saw me standing in the 
door, they quickly settled down and one of the boys, Matias, who | didn’t even know at the time, 
walked up to me and asked me what | was working out that day. Me, having no clue what | was 
doing, answered “upper body”. He laughed and explained to me that you can’t hit your entire 
upper body in one day. He then walked me through the FTC and showed me how to get in a 
good chest day. The kindness of the boys that day gave me the confidence to start going to 
FTC almost daily and that tiny gym that used to terrify me quickly became my favourite place in 
the school. 

St. George’s didn’t feel like a school to me but felt more like a family. The students were like my 
brothers and the teachers were more like friends than teachers. Although we’re not known to 

be the best at sports, have the biggest campus, or anywhere close to having the nicest gyms, | 
still consider attending this school to be the best decision I’ve made in my life. Thanks for all the 
great memories throughout the years, St. George’s. 

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Donated by Mr. & Mrs. Jacob Buchan 
Eric Butterworth, parents 

of Wynn, first Head 

Prefect of St. George’s 


The award is presented 
annually to the Head 
Prefect in gratitude for his 
exemplary service and 
leadership to the RSGC 

The Marion McDowell 

Named in honour of 
Marion McDowell, 
founding member and first 
president of the Ladies 
Guild of St. George’s 

Devin Chapple 

The award is presented 
to the graduating student 
who has demonstrated 
the greatest all 

round contribution in 
scholarship, deportment 
and sports. 

The Guild Trophy 

Donated by the 

Georgian Parents’ Guild 
and presented to the 
graduating student who is 
outstanding in character, 
games, and scholarship. 

Ethan Holfeld 

The Georgian Spirit 

Presented in memory 

of lan Lomax, former 
student, who passed away 
in 1977, to recognize and 
foster within the student 
body those qualities such 
as concern, participation, 
accomplishment, pride 
and leadership that are all 
part of the Georgian spirit. 

Max Van Duynhoven 

The Von Teichman 

Presented to the 
graduating student who, 
throughout his career 

at RSGC, has achieved 
substantial academic 
improvement while 
exemplifying the Georgian 
spirit through leadership, 
participation and civility. 

The Barry Pepper 
Memorial Award 

Named in memory of 
Barry, a parent, long time 
Board member and ardent 
supporter of the school. 

The award is given toa 
member of the graduating 
class to support his 
educational ambitions. 
The recipient will excel 
academically, and through 
his achievements, 
enhance the reputation of 
the College. 

The Lucas Peel Award 

Donated by the Peel 
family to honour the 
memory of their son, 
Lucas B. Peel, a model 
Georgian, and alumnus of 
the Class of 2007 

The award is presented 
annually to a member of 
the graduating class who 
has, as a mentor, coach, 
role model and friend, 
shone in his commitment 
to share Georgian values 
with younger students. 

The Chair’s Medal 

Presented to the 
graduating student 
who excels in integrity, 
resourcefulness and 

Presented June 17 and July 7, 
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Michael Keene 

Sebastian Raman 

Joey Lisser 

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The Governor-General’s 
Academic Medal 

The Governor General’s 
Academic Medal was first 
awarded in 1873 by the 
Earl of Dufferin, Canada’s 
third Governor General 
after Confederation. 

Since then, it has 
become one of the most 
prestigious academic 
awards that a student in 
a Canadian educational 
institution can receive. 

The medal is awarded to 
the student who achieves 
the highest academic 
average upon graduation 
from their secondary 
school. The average 
includes all grade 11 and 
grade 12 courses. 

The J.L. Wright Medal 

Jacob Buchan 

Entrepreneurship Club 

For seven years of 

Duke of Edinburgh’s 
Award Pins 

Recipients of their Bronze 
Pin must complete a 
minimum of 15 hours of 
community service, 30 
hours of athletics, and 
plan and participate in a 
2-day expedition. 

St. Alban’s Community 
Service Bursary 

Awarded to a graduating 
student who has made an 
outstanding contribution 
to Community Service. 

Awarded to the graduating Jacob Buchan 

student who best 
exemplifies the motto: 
Manners Maketh Men. 

The award was donated 
to St. George’s College 

in 1978 in tribute to our 
Headmaster Emeritus. Dr. 
Jack Wright. 

House Awards 

Gold chevrons are 
presented to students 
who accumulate over 
2200 house points. 

Gold pins are presented to 
students who accumulate 
over 2750 House points. 

RSGC Ball Hockey 

For serving as 

~ commissioners of the 

RSGC Ball Hockey 
League during their time 
at the Royal College, and 
_the energy and dedication 
required to organize and 
uphold the standards of a 

historic league such as the 


Sebastian Raman 

Jacob Buchan 

Elliot Thoburn \ 
Lieutenant Governor’s 

Community Volunteer 

vem This award honours 
students who not only 

complete the minimum 
Seb Atkinson number of 40 hours 
Jacob Reil of community service 
Ben Rorabeck required to graduate, but 
Ben Strain 

also who go above and 

Joey Lisser 

Jacob Buchan 
Max Marsland 
Elliot Thoburn 
Oscar Tiplady 

Tim Mah 

Volunteered with The 
Sanctuary, The Children’s 
Aid Society, The Yonge 
Street Mission, The Abrigo 
Community Center and 
has been a dedicated 
volunteer with the Friday 
Food Ministries meal 

Oscar Tiplady 
Volunteered with Epilepsy 
Toronto, Kensington 
Gardens Seniors Home, 
Dixon Hall Meals on 
Wheels, The Good 
Shepherd, Friday Food 
Ministries, Mayfair, 
Right to Play and First 
Book Canada’s Reading 

Luke Ovenell 
Volunteered with the 
Friday Food Ministries 
meal program, our Right 
to Play student leaders 
program, the St. Felix 
Centre, the Christie 
Refugee Welcome Centre, 
Habitat for Humanity 
building homes in 

North Macedonia and 
Samaritan’s Purse Canada 


T-Bu Grieve Art Award 

Media Arts Award 

The Richard Holdsworth 
Senior Drama Award 

The lan Bonnycastle 
Award for Technical 

The Senior Instrumental 
Music Award 

Senior Choral Music 

The J.L. Bradley Award 

Presented to the 
graduating student who 
has made the greatest 
contribution to the RSGC 
music program 

Recipients usually 
come from the choral 
and instrumental music 

AP Economics Award 

Economics Award 

International Business 

Computer Science 

John Kerr English Award 

Studies in Literature 


Henry Gold 
Tim Mah 

Isaac Tamblyn 

Jackson Shibley 

Joey Lisser 

Joey Lisser 

James Tavares-Pitts 
Josephy Vretenar 

Jacob Buchan 

William Tessier 

Piers Cassidy 

Jake Knight 

Jacob Deegan 

Tim Mah 

Tim Mah 

Aaron Brady 
James Tavares-Pitts 

AP English Award 

Canadian and 
International Politics 

World History Award 

Philosophy Award 

AP Capstone Award 

Humanitas Award 

Presented to the 
graduating student 

who has achieved 
remarkable success 
across the Canadian 
and World Studies 
curriculum. The recipient 
is curious, scholarly, 
and takes intellectual 
pleasure in ideas. He is 
a fine researcher, and is 
committed to learning 
for learning’s sake in the 
classroom and beyond. 

Advanced Functions 

Calculus and Vectors 

AP Statistics Award 

AP Advanced Functions 
and Calculus Award 

Jock Armitage Senior 
Mathematics Award 


Jacob Buchan 

Jacob Lloyd 

Lucas Livingston 
Jacob Deegan 

Jacob Buchan 

Charlie Botterell 

Tim Mah 
Piers Cassidy 

Devin Chapple 

Alex Krantz 

Elliot Thoburn 



AP French Language 

Spanish Award 

Introduction to 
Kinesiology Award 

Biology Award 

Chemistry Award 

The Peter Corley Physics 

The award is donated by 
the Corley Family, in loving 
memory of their son, Peter 
Corley, Alumnus of the 
Class of 1976. 

The award is presented 
annually to a member 

of the graduating class 
who has demonstrated 
determination, creativity 
and a profound aptitude 
for physics. 

The Wheeler Cup 

Presented annually to 
the graduating student 
who has excelled in the 


Jacob Lloyd 

Mason DiPierdomenico 

Ethan Holfeld 

Oscar Tiplady 

Elliot Thoburn 

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Hugs and handshakes. 

These two things — these two natural acts of 
human closeness — are but two of many things 
we’ve lost. It’s been a hard year. 

And it’s been a strange year. Valedictory speeches 
often note how, four years ago at the start of 

our high school journey, none of us could have 
imagined where we would be and who we would 
be today. That sentiment has never been truer than 
it is now. 

| won’t recount much of our time together. Though 
reminiscing would be appropriate (from Outdoor 
ed trips in snow-insulated Quinzees to our last 
days on a regular campus in grade eleven) this 
year, with what was lost and what abides, has 
been the most formative, and so it is to the past 15 
months Ill dedicate this speech. 

I'll say now that you needn’t worry — this speech 
will not be all doom and gloom. | believe that 
we’ve braved these taxing times and have risen to 
an unexpected occasion. But before we take the 
big-picture perspective and leave our lamentations 
aside, it is important to recognize specifically what 
Covid has taken from the class of 2021: 

We never went to BC. We never hiked through 
the mountains on Vancouver Island, never sat 
around a campfire and shared our experiences 

at the school, and, if the legends are true, never 
heard Mr. Chow’s acapella rendition of “Shallows” 
by Lady Gaga, which I’m sure would have been 

a delight. We never got to sit with Mr. Beatty and 
reflect on who taught us how to be Georgian. 

We never had a prom. Never got dressed up and 
took photos with our parents and dates down at 
the Palais Royale. Right now, we’re not having 

a regular graduation ceremony. We’re not in 

the chapel. We won’t be standing shoulder to 
shoulder, belting out our last “Great St. George.” 

Trips and dances and graduations are privileges 

— it can feel awkward and even shameful to regret 
the loss of these ceremonies when Covid has laid 
waste to the world. But they were our ceremonies. 
They were important to us, and it’s okay to mourn 
their passing. 

We didn’t walk the hallways with the normal sense 
of early-onset nostalgia. We took class from our 
bedrooms and dining room tables for most of the 
year, and when we were on campus, we were 

separated from half of our grade, not to mention 
the rest of the school. We didn’t have the choir 
service at St. James’s Cathedral. We didn’t have 
a single Evensong. We didn’t have any concerts 
or any sports (and this year, as they say, we were 

We didn’t have our proper connections and laughs, 
our gatherings and goodbyes. 

Despite this dispiriting, and frankly heartbreaking 
list, it’s important to remember one vital thing: 
we’re still here. We’ve made it through 15 months 
of tumult and uncertainty. We’ve been resilient. We 
are all graduating today, and we all have plans for 
the future. 

Not only have we weathered more than a year of 
Covid, we’ve grown from it — we’ve triumphed in 
trying times. We’ve become independent, self- 
reliant, and asynchronous with our schedules. 
We’ve kept our comments cogent and concise 
amidst the clamour of a video call. We’ve 
connected socially and emotionally through a 
screen or by phone. Ours is a legacy not just 

of loss and languish but of adaptation and 

Because, the pragmatics of virtual life have taught 
us all to become listeners — a skill sometimes 
underestimated, but more urgent than we know. 
Our culture is learning how to actively listen right 
now: ours is a world of affinity groups and allyship, 
and a time of consideration and reconciliation. 
Engagement has never been more important. A 
year in virtual limbo, for all its deprivations, has — 
taught us exactly this — how to listen. Howto 
be present when it’s not your turn to speak, how 

to remain focused when household distractions | 
abound, and how to participate even while on- 
mute. Our strange, unexpected year has made 

us active listeners, and while we all have room to 
grow and learn, we have attended with nuance and 


O ‘course we have not done this alone. We owe our gratitude to 
t many people who’ve seen us through this year. 

If anyone has risen to the occasion of virtual learning, it has 
been our teachers. They have re-worked, redesigned, and 
revolutionized their courses in the face of ever-changing 
cumstances. They sacrificed their time providing us with 

eo lessons and weekend review sessions. They have made 
emselves available, received and implemented feedback with 
grace, and have led us with unwavering dedication through a year 
of change and challenge. And beyond academics, our teachers 
have cared for us. They’ve checked in. They’ve concerned 
themselves with our wellbeing — whether it was a casual “how 
are you all?” to start a cycle, a slice of class taken to hear about 
our lives beyond the screen, or a quiet note made of a video 

[ samera uncharacteristically turned off. Our teachers have been 
the deciding factor in our experience as students and as people, 
both with Covid and without it. Thank you. 


hind the intricate planning of hybrid school schedules, virtual 

rning transitions, and endless restriction contingency plans 

our school administration. Mr. Beatty, Mr. Ruscitti, and Mr. 
ary have worked tirelessly to provide us the richest school 

é xperience they could — and their work has not gone unnoticed. 

1 rhey’ ve considered every angle, planned for every possibility, and 

dealt with unenviable logistics. | recognize that they too didn’t 

work alone. They’re bolstered by a whole team of faculty and 

staff at the school. We are privileged to have had this genuine 

dedication to our year and our experience. 

need to extend special thanks to all the staff who made this 
duation happen. Because they listened to us and understood 
10w much we needed to be together as a class, we are not 
sitting at home, watching a virtual ceremony. We’re here. We’re 
together. That’s only because our faculty extended their school 
year to mid-summer — a personal expense after such a fraught 
time. Thank you for giving us tonight. 

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None of us would be at this graduation were it not for our 
parents. They’ve raised us, taught us, protected and guided us 

on our journey from childhood to adulthood. They are the harbour 
ill always be safe to return to, even as we embark on our 

own journeys elsewhere. 

0 ‘our parents, I'll say that, while lockdown life adds a bit of 
friction from time to time, none of us forget for a moment that we 
are the boys now proud to call ourselves young men because of 
your patience and your love. 


We also owe our gratitude to one another. This has been an 
adverse year, and though social life has been curtailed by the 
pandemic, this group has stayed strong. We’ve checked in with 
one another. Organized zoom calls and group chats. We’ve 
provided each other with the social support we needed to 

pet through this year, the way honorary brothers should. Our 
fraternity i is worth recognizing, and it is one of the strengths and 
saving graces of a year in isolation. 

hough this year’s trials and tribulations colonize our thoughts, 

it is also important to look forward. We’re all bringing something 
learned at this school into our future — and not just the 
wledge and skills for academics and careers, but something 
re fundamental. Something closer and more common to all of 
us: our virtues, and our values. 

We’re told that even after we move on from RSGC, 
we will always be Georgian. This term — a stand-in 
for camaraderie and kindness, focus and respect — 

worth unpacking. 

We live in a world where our traditional values are 
regularly reexamined. When individuality is protected, 
is the notion of a shared identity, unity, and oneness 

opposed to our values? 

Quite the contrary. 

As one of our grade 11 peers put it, “to excel at RSGC, 
you just need to be yourself.” This is a school of 
inclusion. To be Georgian is to be inclusive, and that 

value is timeless. 

We need to go forth into the world remembering that 
to be inclusive in spirit, in action, and in thinking, is 
to have the strength and vision to find community in 
our differences. To see camaraderie in our diversity of 

persons and beliefs. 

If being Georgian is to embody — to exemplify 

— the values of kindness, compassion, empathy, 

and community, then our mission is to share these 
standards. Holding doors and shaking hands aside, it 
is our imperative to include others, to be there when 
someone is struggling or just having a bad day, to 

be thoughtful and considerate and open-minded in 
everything we do. Typifying these values is leadership, 
and through it we can inspire leadership in others. 
After years of being recognized and cared for, it’s now 
our turn to take the Georgian principle of “known and 

loved” and carry it forward. 

Remember what it means to have gone through this 
college. Remember that this school strives to make 
young men of confidence but not of arrogance. 
Remember to strike the balance between ambition and 
compassion. And remember that you have the power 
to make change — that already, you’ve not found, but 

forged the best version of yourself. 

We'll always be Georgian. We'll always live by our 
creeds of kindness. We’re entering into our own brave 
new world. We’re starting afresh. It’s time to begin 


Jacob Buchan 




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My COVID Revelation 
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It seems as though when we are children, all we want 
is to grow up, yet when we do, all we want is to go back. | 
never would have thought | would look back on my grade 6 self 
and wish to live his life, but here | am. When | was 12, going 
to Rosedale Public School, | was far from perfect. To make 
matters worse, my oblivious and ignorant self thought | was the 
opposite. Although this was naive, it came with positives. Apart 
from five minutes of homework, | had nothing to worry about, 
and therefore, endless fun to enjoy. Constantly having something 
exciting to look forward to, | lived a joyful life. Among my many 
awesome experiences, soccer topped the list. In particular, the 
grade 6 soccer semi-final is one of my happiest memories from 
that fantastic year. Looking back to that moment, as | reflect on 
this past school year, it makes me sad. | anticipated this year 
would be one of new experiences, putting myself out there, and 
everything that speaks joy. Unfortunately, due to COVID, my 
plans changed, along with my mental state. Despite this year of 
far too little joy, | have learned several lessons that will guide the 
rest of my life. 

| would usually wake up at 8:00, but on the day of 
the semi-final, | was so pumped that | set an alarm for 7:00, 
allocating myself far more time than | would ever need. On top 
of this, | had already packed my bag for the day and laid out 

all my clothes along the bean bag chair in my room. 
As the calming music from my alarm clock twinkled 
into my ears, practically smiling, | awoke. Lifting the 
covers off my body and throwing them to the side, 

| stepped down from my bed, careful not to wake 

my brothers. | got dressed, and holding back the 
urge to jump my way down the stairs, | tiptoed to 

the kitchen. | always ate breakfast, and so had some 
Rice Krispies. They tasted better than usual. To make 
the day even more special, both my mom and dad 
drove me to school, and | got to go in my dad’s small 
Fiat. My life was a dream. | arrived at school a few 
minutes early, and quickly noticed my friends, all of 
them wearing their makeshift jerseys. | quickly hopped 

on the trend, and also wrote my name on the back of my shirt. 
After embarrassingly kissing my parents goodbye, | boarded the 
bus for Whitney Public School. Unfortunately, the first half of the 
game did not go our way, but it would have taken a lot worse for 
our spirits to be crushed. 

| clumsily sat down on the bench by the field, no 
worries whatsoever. Sweat dripped from my forehead and mud 
covered my legs. It was half time, and we were down 3-0. No 
matter how roughed up we were, the smiles on our faces were 
immeasurable. We were having the time of our lives, like we 
always did. The sun shone down onto the middle of the field, 
revealing the demolished grass and the posts with no crossbars 
for nets. It smelled like a fresh spring day, and all | could hear 
was birds chirping and the laughing of teammates. One of the 
moms who volunteered to help our team was handing out giant 
freezies. If it were even possible, smiles widened. Our coach 
knelt before us, a freezie in his right hand and a clipboard in the 
left. He had a plan for us to score. Unlike in the classroom, we 
didn’t mind listening. After all, we wanted to win. As the coach 
wrapped up the pep talk, with almost perfect timing, the ref blew 
his whistle. The second half of the game was starting. 

Blood rushed to my legs as | lifted my body from the 
bench. | was ready to play. All around me my teammates were 
also getting ready for the second half. The opposing team 
was good, but we knew we could beat them. Walking to our 
positions, we moved with a slight swagger, believing we were 

going to come back. The first six minutes of the game saw “4 
minimal action. At around the seventh minute of this second alf. 

been waiting for this moment all game, a chance for me to 
a difference. Perfectly positioning the ball on an elevated p 
of grass, | glanced at my new cleats, ideal for this situation 
allowed me to kick the ultimate long range pass, which is ex. 
what | did. We did not capitalize on this opportunity as the ball 
was grabbed by the goalie too quickly, but it was certainly a — 
confidence boost. In fact, on the next play, my friend Daniel, — 
a 5th grade prodigy, scored an awesome goal. Following that, 
about five minutes later, my other friend scored a header. | was 
so stoked. There was about ten minutes left, and we were still 
down by a goal. Feeding off the cheering from the parents a’ 
coach, | was tremendously motivated to score. Sure enough 
moment came with seven minutes on the clock. The ball wa 
the opponent’s end, and they were trying to clear it. Just as 
taught, | applied pressure, stole the ball, and gently tipped it 
the net. It was amazing. The game was tied. 
The ball moved back and forth from our end to thei 
and the tension peaked. With 3 minutes left, my team made one 
final attempt to score with a big shot from inside the box. The | & 
opposing goalie made a fantastic save, and we all awaited aa 
penalty shootout. Then the unexpected happened. The goalie — 
booted the ball all the way towards our net, catching our go: 
off guard. The ball bounced over his head and into the net. 
There were no crossbars, so it was an official goal. We were 
deeply disappointed--some of my teammates were even cry 
However soul-wrenching the loss was, it wasn’t the end of the 
world; we had a party shortly after. 
As | reflect on this grand experience that was grade 
6 soccer and compare it to my current life, | have made what | — 
think is a profound realization. It would be an understatement 
to say that over this past year, due to COVID, | have spent a lot 
of time doing school work. With nothing else to do, | decided to _ 
work really hard and to prioritize school over fun. Obviously, there 
are positives to spending most of your time doing schoolwork. _ 
For instance, | have never done as well as | have this year, and | 
have truly discovered my potential. | now know that if | want to — 
do really well on anything in school, with enough time, | can do © 
it. | have also developed great routines for studying, and | have — 
learned more this year than ever before. ‘ 
Despite learning lots, spending all day doing schoolw ork 
and having little fun in my life has not come without an impact. | ‘ 
When there is little to look forward to, or that is how it seems, 
it is difficult to stay motivated. Schoolwork, without something _ 
fun to follow, is very draining. | have found that with my current _ 
arrangements, without tennis and consistent visits with friends, 
| am ultimately less happy, and therefore have not been able — a 
to provide joy for others. Being drained and hardly motivated a 
has also affected my sleep schedule. | now go to bed far later, a4 
causing me to wake up later, or exhausted. Furthermore, in _ 
realizing my potential in school, | have become much harder on 
myself about grades. What used to be a great grade is now n 
even acceptable. As | notice the effects of minimal fun, and nc 
having much to look forward to, | have realized how importan 
really is and why life is so challenging. Despite all my privilege, | 
have struggled for balance during COVID. | can only imagine M 
difficult it might be without such privilege. - 
Although | am not overjoyed that | decided to spend this 
year the way | did, | have learned an important lesson. It is more 
than necessary for me to have joy, and sporting events, and p 
with friends to look forward to in my life, as they provide me a 
those around me with happiness and motivation. In reality, ge 
high 90s on all school projects should not be my main focus, 
really a focus at all. In lieu of this year, | have made a promise ee 


a o myself to find joy in all of my future endeavours, especially 

y vhile I’m young. Just as my grade 6 self did, | will live a life worth 
remembering. After all, enjoying life is what makes it worth living. 

i Classic Literature in a Digital Age 
Jacob Buchan 

Peivered @ TEDxYouth at Pickering College on Wednesday, 

: | “ebruary 10th, 2027) 

nan age of global pandemic, social isolation, and the dominance 
. of digital technology, what benefits could there be to reading 
dusty old tomes of “classic” literature? 


Exposure to well-articulated ideas and rich narratives is always 
valuable, no matter the medium. But if you’re looking for a way 
to spend a little time that will be rewarding, engaging, and even 
enlightening, then | argue that reading classic literature — maybe 
a paragraph, maybe a page, but in an actual book — is both 
practical and profound. 

A “classic” work is defined by a few key characteristics: the 
work addresses an enduring issue of the human condition, 

either explicitly or implicitly, and considers ambitious questions. 

_ Classics are generative, and their themes and subject matter 
inspire consequent contemplations and personal reflections alike. 
The writing is carefully constructed, dense with information, and 
equires effort to read and interpret. Lastly, classic literature is 
instructive: the works present an argument in response to their 
te fundamental questions. There is, of course, no one answer. It’s 
the combination of all these traits — the broad scope of the 
inquiry, the wealth of existing interpretations, the layered and 
complex language — that allow for unique insights to be gleaned 
acne people upon multiple readings. 

Much classic literature is, quite frankly, old, written anywhere 
between 70 and 2,500 years ago. You’d be justified in wondering 
how archaic works could still be relevant. But the subject 

matter is timeless: we still discuss the meaning of life, so why 

1ot consider what the earliest writers had to say about it? 
Furthermore, to earn its appellation as “classic,” time is requisite. 
If we want to know concretely whether or not something is 
worth reading, generations of review and praise from experts 
and recreational readers alike lead a creditable process of 

Let’s break it down a little. Classics often present moral clarity. As 
these works examine our fundamental nature and argue how we 
can or should coexist, reading them provides two commentaries: 
both the external markers of a good society, and the internal 
loration of personal experience. Take this 2000 year-old line 
m the ancient Greek philosopher Epictetus: “Happiness and 
freedom begin with a clear understanding of one principle: some 
things are within your control, and some things are not.” Here 
Epictetus economically presents an arguable thesis on how to 
achieve some of our most fundamental human desires, and it’s 
a statement we can appreciate on a cerebral level that also has 
Pragmatic applications. Think of the current state of the world: 
disturbing developments, looming lockdowns, and the wide- 

al ging implications of the pandemic serve up an abundance of 
angst. Yet our individual part in the global situation is minimal: 
while it’s critical to stay informed and engaged, these concerns 

shouldn’t be an emotional burden — to be panicked over giant 
crises only reinforces a sense of powerlessness. Focusing on our 
individual efforts, observing protocols, and dedicating headspace 
to friends and family grant practical agency. 

Classic novels examine similar issues through the toothsome 
potential of good stories. But a deterrent, however, might be 

the language: it’s dense, it’s complex, and it requires effort to 
understand. Yet this is central to the layered nature of classic 
literature: the writing allows for different meanings to spring 
forth when phrases are considered in different contexts. Intricate 
language expands our vocabulary: beyond learning new words, 
the works impart rich and varied ways of communicating. 
Exposure to these nuances of language is all the more useful in 
our age of quick tweets and texts. 

Because the writing is so precisely packed with information, even 
a single paragraph contains an idea worth knowing. Reading a 
snippet can impart useful knowledge and proffer a small dose 

of lyricism. Here’s a line from Richard Adams’s Watership Down: 
“Many human beings say that they enjoy the winter, but what 
they really enjoy is feeling proof against it.” Though an initially 
opaque statement, you can readily infer a commentary on 

human ingenuity: we’ve progressed from a world where winter 
meant the end of harvests, starvation, and death, to one where 
heated homes and imported food leave us nigh impervious to its 
influence. This extends to the psychological point on 
“feeling proof against it”: to think we have overcome 
the laws and boundaries of nature fills us with feelings 
of importance; it says that we have significance in this 
world. All this in just a handful of words. 

Today, classic literature is available in many media: the 
internet provides a multiplicity of notes, summaries, 
video shorts, and audiobooks that offer some time- 
efficient and commute-compatible choices. But 
physically reading a material book still holds unique 
benefits. Recent MRI-based neuroscience studies 
concluded that reading strengthens both short- and 
long-term information processing, transference, and 
critical thinking. And on a more poetic level, disconnection ushers 
in calm: the weight of a book and the crisp turn of a page offer 
sensory decompression — a moment away from the glare of 
blue-light and the constant clamour of headphones. 

Because, of course, much of our media is digital — quick videos 
on YouTube, news updates on the TV, and posts on social media 
colonize our attention. But even a few minutes of reading will 
reap rewards. So, the most resonant endeavour is to investigate 
the works that have been renowned for a panoply of years, 

have articulated some of the greatest human thought, and are 
brimming with information and often beauty. Luckily, these books 
are easy to find — a quick Google search will reveal dozens of 
established canons. You’d probably find something already on 
your bookshelf. So when you get the time, you needn’t plow your 
way through 1000s of pages — open a book at random, and read 
a paragraph or two. See what happens next. 


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grade six writing 

When | am an adult | want to be an engineer. | want to run an 
environmental car company because | would be able to make a 
lot of money and protect the environment. | love to build things 
and would design the coolest cars that go super fast. | would be 
really good at this because | am really creative. | have already 
built a go-kart before. My cars would have solar panels to help 
charge it while driving it, but the plug- in would also be from 
solar panels and hydroelectric sources. | want to make my cars 
cheaper than other electric cars so more people would buy them. 
Not only will my company make cars, it will make other electric 
items like kitchen appliances that run on solar power. Being a 
boss would give me a big role at my company but | would make 
sure to treat people nicely. 

Sam Vincent 

Yesterday the police officer that killed George Floyd was found 
guilty of all of the charges against him. George Floyd was a black 
man from Minnesota who was arrested last May. Before George 
Floyd could be taken to the police station one of the officers 
killed him by kneeling on his throat. George Floyd’s death got 

a lot of attention because it was video taped and put on social 
media. Everyone was able to see exactly what 
happened to him. When people saw what happened 
there were a lot of protests and destruction and 
attention to Black Lives Matter. This case was 
different because the police testified against other 
police officers. The police officer was found guilty 
and this made the black people and George Floyd’s 
family feel like the right decision was made. | think 
that the verdict against the police yesterday gives 
people hope that there will be more proper treatment 
of people no matter what color they are. 

Neal Shaw 


Loyal, Kind 

Playing, Helping, Laughing 
Never lets you down 

Janak Jamal 


Engaging, Informative 
Reading, Thinking, Learning 
Stay up all night 


Max Sidhu-Dennison 


Modern, expensive 
photographing, emailing, gaming 
The best phone ever 


Robbie Armstro 1g 
The Drop Tower 

Rising up like the moon at dawn. 

| close my eyes, hesitant to look. 

| open and see my friends cheering me on. 
| hear the screams from the other rides knowing I'll scream too. 
But that does not resist against my will to pull through. 
| think about the food | ate and how it hasn’t gone down well. 
Cotton candy, popcorn, churros; they are the rewards | will get if 
| just don’t cry. “= 
The ride stops. Is it over | say in my head? 
But no.| plummet towards the ground a 
As the pressure against my head is immeasurable. 4 
| pull back my tears and feel a sense of relief. It’s over. "a 
| hug and squeeze my mom tight as she takes me to get cotton 
| bite into the sugar cloud and it tastes as Tongt it really was. a 
It was as light as a feather tasted like strawberries. 

Just like that | had eaten it and it was gone in a second.. 

Laurie Psarolis 


| felt the soft snow of Narnia crunch beneath my feet. 
| heard the characters’ voices, strong as the wind, as if they wi 
standing right in front of me. 
| was in a completely different world than where | was just one : 
minute ago. i. 
| followed the characters through their adventure as if | was 1 
of them 
Tasting the food that the author described so vividly like it WEE on 
my dining room table. ce 
| smelled the scents of fresh grass of the new world | was in» = 
| saw the world of Narnia, | sight | would never see again 
| was immersed in the culture of this new world 

| also saw the dark side and problems of Narnia 

Such as the magic that was making the world around my GES 
crumble ; 
But | enjoyed my time in this world 
And can’t wait to visit another. 


Roller Coaster 

The first time | went 
On the twisted “bat coaster”, 
| was only 7 

And | was not ready 

| looked up, to 

The bright blue sky, | 
And saw a towering shadow | 
Flying up high 

The line was colossal, 

But | didn’t leave the sight 
And as | got closer, 

| felt the fear brewing 

After a long wait, 

| saw the carts 

And | finally entered 
Passing through the gate 

With my brother alongside me 
We entered the cart, 

The bar came down on us 

| tried not to be alarmed 

We went forward and back 
Tossing my cheeks left and right 
It was so fun, 

| forgot about fright 

Wind flew past 

My excited face 

And | was surprised when the coaster 
Went backwards for a change 

The ride was over too quick 
_ But! enjoyed my time 

_ After all | had just finished 
A fifty plus foot climb 

Will von Teichman 

ee ee ee 

The Reading 
Kalan Morris-Poolman 

| woke and was completely engulfed in sweat. | guess 
| wasn’t used to the hot climate in Israel yet, and to 
make matters worse, | had left my window open the 
previous night, believing that it would cool the room. 
It had the inverse effect. It was the day of my bar 
mitzvah. | had been preparing for this day for months, 
having lessons every Saturday to ensure that | would 
perform when today came, but it felt as if all this work 
| had put in would amount to nothing in the face of 
actually having to do it in front of people. | sat up on 
my bed, and my chest began to ache. This heavy 
sinking feeling was all too familiar. | remember my 
Grade 7 speech and my Grade 8 speech. The idea 

of public speaking haunted me. | took three deep 
breaths and headed to the shower to clean off all the 
sweat | had accumulated throughout the night. The 
cool water on my skin felt nice, but this aching feeling 
| had refused to subside. After my shower, | headed to 
the kitchen of the Airbnb that we had rented. The rest 
of my morning went by in a flash. | remember eating 
eggs and toast for breakfast, watching TV, and getting 
ready for the event. After getting dressed, | headed to 
the second floor of the Airobnb, where everyone was 
waiting for me. My dad, mum, sister, Uncle Gavin, 
and mother’s cousin Michael were all watching me. 
Their eyes only made this feeling in my chest worse. 
We headed out onto the balcony as my mum wanted 
lots of photos of me and everyone to commemorate 
this “special” day, as my mum put it. To me, this day 
felt like anything but special. After taking hundreds of 
photos, it was time to head out. 

Since we were unfamiliar with the region, we had 
hired a man to drive us to the Western Wall, where the 
ceremony was to be held. On top of being certified to 
oversee bar mitzvahs and bat mitzvahs, this man was 
also a tour guide that we had hired to show us around 

Jerusalem for the day. As we got into his Range Rover, 

he said that we had some time before our reservation 
at the Western Wall, so he decided to take us to a 
lesser-known tourist spot nearby. On the way, he told 
us about the history and culture of what we passed 
by in the car. | didn’t catch a word of it as all | could 
hear was the beating of my heart progressively getting 
faster as the time of my bar mitzvah approached. 
When we arrived at the tourist spot, all | could focus 
on was how the ache in my chest had begun to 
expand slowly outwards to the rest of my body. 

The next thing | knew, | was back in the van, and we 
were off to the Western Wall. | was thankful that my 
parents had brought me to Israel for my bar mitzvah 
and gave me this opportunity. | was especially 
appreciative of not having to recite my prayers in front 
of a large group of family and friends, but | was naive 
to think that | wouldn’t be doing it in front of people 
at such a famous religious sight such as the Western 
Wall. My sister tapped me on the shoulder and said 
that we had arrived. We were now outside of the 
entrance to the Western Wall. Although it was just the 
entrance, | was intimidated by what stood before me 
and dreaded what was in store for me inside. 


We headed to the security check and suddenly, we were 

stopped. The men at the gate said that my mother and sister 
were required to cover their arms before entering. My mum and 
sister were wearing dresses that didn’t cover their arms because 
the weather was so hot. Fortunately, the people at the gate — 
provided them with a temporary covering that they would have to 
return before exiting. At last, we were inside. It was finally hitting 
me that this was going to happen. Sure, | felt this income 
sensation in my chest from the moment | woke up, but now that 
| was actually there, | began to tremble. We slowly made our 
way to the front of the Wall, where a sea of people laid, all of — 
which looked super religious. This was way more people than. 
| had expected or even could have imagined. | couldn’t move. 
Although | really hadn’t been paying attention to what the tour 
guide had been saying in the car, | could hear his voice in 1 
head saying that if | were to make a mistake and someone w 
to hear, they would call me out and make me restart. Sudder 
was pulled to the left and was led away from the crowd. Isn’ 
where I’m supposed to do it? Why are we going somewhere 
These thoughts began to flood my brain, but then my Mum said 
the best thing that she could have. “We rented a private space 

over there,” she said. | turned to where she pointed, and there | 
was absolutely no one over there. It was even separated from 
the rest of the wall and had a little tent protecting those under it 
from the blazing hot sun. 

| stepped onto the platform where the Torah was located and a 
started my reading. My heart felt like it was about to burst. My 
legs shook as if there was an earthquake beneath me. My mind 
began to race. | gazed at the page before me, trying to follow the 
words that were coming out of my mouth. Is this where | am? — 
No, I’m there. Am | even saying what | am supposed to be? | — 
began to fill with doubt, and at this point, | had utterly lost where 
| was on the page. | was entirely relying on memory. | was now 
about halfway through, and nothing had gone wrong yet. But all 
of a sudden, the tour guide repeated something that | had just — 
said slightly differently, implying that | had done it wrong. He told 
me to restart from that point. | froze. Since | wasn’t sure where 
| was on the page, | wasn’t sure where to start from what | had 
memorized. Well, it's over now. But then the tour guide pointed — 
to the line where | was supposed to restart. | began to read from 
there and knew that | wasn’t going to mess it up this time. A 
the last word from the reading escaped my lips, my entire bo 
suddenly felt weightless. It was finally over. 

Looking back now, | realize that the feeling | had in my chest — 
that day wasn’t from the fact that | was performing in front of 
people; it was from the idea of disappointing my family. But 

after messing up my reading, in the end, my family was still very 
proud of me. This was when | learned that even if you struggle 
or stumble on your way to achieving something you want, it 
alright as long as you persevere and see it through to the en 

My True Calling 
Arjun Deckha 

| was on the starting line of the most important race of my lif 
could hear the breathing of 150 other boys my age. | thoug 
myself, what are the other boys thinking to themselves? All of ¢ 
sudden, | heard the sound of a gun; instinctively, | was running at 
nearly my top speed. It was important to start the race off well, 
as after a certain period of time, not much movement occurs be- 
tween runners’ placements. Where | finished that day would have 
an impact on what | would be doing for the rest of the month o 
October. Would my cross-country season be over, or would | 


training my heart out? 




Throughout my relatively short time at RSGC, my most memora- 
ble achievement was going to the Ontario Cross Country Cham- 
pionships at the OFSAA event in Sudbury, in November, 2019. 
This event was a very significant part of my life, as it was the first 
ime that | earned my way to a serious sports championship. 
Although it is uncomfortable, running is the sport that | excel in 
the most. In the past, prior to my admission to RSGC in Grade 9, 
Iv vas often criticized for my perceived lack of athleticism. At my 
previous school, | was mocked for my lack of abilities in sports 
ike soccer, ultimate frisbee, and basketball, until | began running 
seriously. After many long exhausting runs, | improved so much 
as a runner that | became one of the top 8 male runners in my 
grade. This feat had seemed possible, but it required hours of 
practice and dedication. Qualifying for OFSAA a year later made 
all this effort from past years seem worth it. 

At the OFSAA cross-country championships, there are runners 
from all over Ontario. The runners are divided by the districts that 
they are from. RSGC competes at the CISAA conference champi- 
onships to qualify for OFSAA. In a way, the CISAA event is more 
significant and competitive than OFSAA, as there is something to 
look forward to afterwards. 

As | lined up on the starting line, | realized how many other boys 
were competing for 15 spots in OFSAA. Only about one out of 
every 10 would get the glory of going to the final race. Aware 
that RSGC was one of the more competitive teams in the race, 
I could hear blood, full of adrenaline, pumping faster than ever 
through my body. When | heard the sound of the gun, along with 
150 other boys, | headed off into the race of a lifetime--a race 
a that could determine whether | would be disappointed for the 
majority of the remaining year, and a race that could send me to 
n ly first major competition. As | ran, | could feel the studs of my 
shoe battling with the moist ground. Moreover, | could hear the 
grunts and footsteps of many other athletes, and | realized that 
many of the boys had slightly misjudged the distance of the race; 
it was 4 km long. The run flew by in a flash; however, it was fairly 
exhausting. | realized that | had done what was expected of me, 
to finish top 25; | had finished 23rd! Unsurprisingly, | was the fifth 
nner who had crossed the finish line from RSGC, close behind 
the third and fourth place runners from our school. At this stage, 
however, we were unsure whether we had qualified for the OF- 
SAA championships and were very skeptical about the idea itself. 
A \pproximately 30 minutes after our race, the results were posted; 
| had displaced a runner from the third place team, which meant 
that we qualified. This was easily one of my happiest moments as 
an athlete, as | felt a sense of victory; | was going to OFSAA! 

The sense of accomplishment | felt on the bus back with my 
teammates was possibly the most significant that | have ever 
experienced. Because we were grade Qs, even older boys and 
teachers were impressed; however, this glory was to be extin- 
guished very soon. The top five grade 9 runners from RSGC, a 
grade 11 student, and another fellow grade 9 student running in 

the para-athlete category had their work cut out for them; this 
included me. To impress and showcase that RSGC had competi- 
tive runners, our grade 9 team made a goal to finish in the top 10 
cross-country teams from across the province. This proved to be 
very challenging. To prepare for this daunting task, we had what 
is s known as the “OFSAA” practice--probably the most relaxing 

jet intense run that | have ever had. Along with the rest of my 
i teammates headed to OFSAA, | took a taxi to a beautiful park in 
the heart of Toronto. The park stretched for kilometers, with many 
hi ils, pelo for a long and intense running workout. The smell 

of the fresh autumnal air and the sounds of birds 
chirping made the workout peaceful and enjoyable. 
Ultimately, this practice prepared me for the intensity 
and atmosphere at OFSAA. 

As | woke up to the sound of my alarm clock the 
day before the race, | was excited for the adventure 
awaiting me. All of a sudden, | realized that | still had 
over a day until the actual race, and that | would 

be taking a long bus ride up to Sudbury, where the 
OFSAA cross-country championships were being 
held. Unfortunately, to actually get to Sudbury at a 
reasonable time, we had to leave at 8 am sharp. The 
bus ride there is one that | will never forget. About 
three hours into our bus ride, our bus stopped for a 
snack. We stopped at a Tim Hortons in the middle 
of nowhere, where we saw a large truck flipped over 
in the snow. A very frightening sight to say the least, 
| almost perceived it as a foreshadowing of my fate 
in the race. Thankfully, Sudbury didn’t seem too far 
away, and we arrived there in a little less than two 
hours. It was intimidating getting off the bus to see 
the sheer number of other runners. Although the race 
wasn’t that day, our team went to view the course. 
Prior to leaving, | had seen a video of it; however, 
that day it was full of snow, nearly unrecognizable. 
This gave me a sense of uncertainty, a feeling that 
often makes me worried. On top of that, the weather 
was very cold, and there were a few inches of snow; 
| had never actually run in snow before. Perhaps it 
had been a good idea to buy 9mm spikes for my 
shoes a few days prior. After viewing the course, | felt 
relieved, and was prepared for the most important 
day of my life. 

When | awoke the next morning, | felt queasy. | was 
in Sudbury, a place that | had never been before. 
How could the most important day of my life be so 
far from home? | realized that | had to collect myself, 
eat a good breakfast, and get ready to run my race. 
My race was at 11:15 am, just after the grade 9 girls’ 
race which gave me a sense of reassurance; at least | 
could see what a race in these conditions looked like 
before it was my turn. 

The bus ride to the site of the race was unsettling. 
The location of the race wasn’t located too far away; 
however, we had to park in a parking lot about a 
kilometre away due to the thousands of people at 
the event. As we walked over to the course, | peered 
over the barrier to see what was happening with the 
girls’ race. When the race commenced, crowds of 
girls began running very quickly, slightly taking me 
by surprise. Could | seriously run that fast? In no 
time, the girls’ race finished and I, along with the 
rest of my teammates, began warming up. It was 
one degree outside, and | was wearing a sleeveless 
shirt with racing shoes and shorts--that’s it! Weirdly, 

| didn’t feel that cold. All of a sudden, grade 9 boys 
were called down to the course to be organized for 
the race. A chill passed down my spine. | was 10 
minutes away from running the race of a lifetime. The 
boys were organized by order of position at previous 
qualification events. As the slowest in the CISAA race 
from RSGC, | was positioned at the back. As | began 
to prepare myself for the race, | peered around at 

others. Some appeared fierce, some weak, others just 
like me--scared, but prepared. | was about to run 4 
km, the scariest and best 4 km of my life. 

Bang!!! The race had begun, a large swarm of boys, 
myself included, began running at nearly top speed 
into the woods where the rest of the course contin- 
ued. As | ran, | could hear the breathing of 200 other 
boys all at different soeeds and ranges. Some were 
large deep breaths, others were gasps, and | won- 
dered what kind of breathing was most appropriate? 
As the race progressed, positions between runners 
began to solidify; it became difficult to pass anyone 
and advance in one’s standing. Unusually, | was more 
focused on keeping my position rather than moving 
forward. This was a very defensive way to run such a 
race; however, | began to get tired, and by the 2 km 
mark, | was breathing heavily. When my breathing is 
like this, | realize that | have overexerted myself to an 
extent and that if | wish to push myself any further, | 
will likely develop a cramp in my abdomen--a death 
wish in-disguise. All of a sudden, as | headed around 
a turn, | saw a fellow Georgian. He was about 100m 
ahead of me; however, this accounted for about 60 
places. Although our eyes didn’t meet, | felt a sense 
of connection to him, something that | had never felt 
before. This was because | had never been part of 

a real team before. It motivated me, and | began to 
accelerate for about 10 metres. | passed about eight 

other boys, putting me in a slightly favourable position, 

considering my ranking at previous events. As the 
race came closer to an end, a coach from the other 
team from CISAA, the St. Mike’s cross-country coach, 
cheered me on. He even knew my name! How was 
that possible? | had barely seen the man before. This 
made me feel a sense of importance and belonging; | 
was being recognized like never before. 

The race finished shortly after, and | didn’t really care 
where | finished. What mattered was the realization 
that | had made. Running was where | belonged. No 
matter how much | hated the feeling of it, it was a part 
of me. After the race, my father and younger sister 
came to watch me run; unfortunately, my dad miscal- 
culated how many people would be at the race and 
had a tough time getting to the race. He arrived 10-15 
minutes after my race to congratulate me. This didn’t 
really matter to me. The only thing that was going 
through my head was, all that hard work in years prior 
had finally paid off; | belonged for real somewhere. 

Destruction Versus Defeat 
Eric Yao 

The loud sound of applause was overwhelming, mak- 

ing my face burn as the teacher handed me my award, 

a large piece of glass with “Eric Yao, CIS Excellence 
in Mandarin” clearly engraved on it in silver. | stood on 
the stage in awkward silence until the few in my grade 
received their awards. | knew there was an ocean 

of people around me, watching me. My classmates, 
parents, older students, and teachers were all down 
there, and if the lights from the stage didn’t stop me 
from seeing how many, | could have fainted. When 

| was walking back to my seat, 12 rows in the back, 

| could feel the award dragging me down like | was 


imprisoned. Millions of eyes watched me like hawks staring 
trembling rabbit. My mind, however, was focused on one ques: 
tion, “how did | get this award?” ae 

| was chubby and one of the few tall kids in my class. Desp 
my intimidating appearance, my personality was the opposite. ih 
was extremely shy, and | avoided unnecessary social interactions 
at all costs. Thus when it came to going on stage, it felt like| 
was standing next to a guillotine, waiting to be executed. | was 
also one of the few kids who could give teachers headaches, — 
making them want to quit their job after teaching me. It was 
because | didn’t learn things fast enough; it was the opposite 
learned concepts at a surprising speed, but | wasn’t the best 
performance and responsibility. | held the grade record for no 
doing my homework for months in a row, constantly getting 2 
of 10 on my spelling tests, and seeing two’s hit my report car« 
like tsunamis. | was a part of and apart from the rest of the kids. 
| was a kid who challenged rules but one who had many friends. 

prove my intelligence. , z 
To be honest, my high grades in Mandarin weren’t because of _ 
my interest in the subject. The only reason | paid attention in thé 
class was because of a bet | made. Looking back at myself, my — 
obsession with Yugioh cards was over the top. My grandmother - : 
used this weakness against me, and we made a bet. She said © 
that every time | scored 100 on my test, she would buy mea ‘a 
pack of cards, which eight-year-old me considered a good ce 
It was like feeding meat to a tiger, and you could see my mark © 
skyrocket. Even my teachers said that | changed surprisingly, 

but | was too focused on Yugioh to care about their thoughts. 

My life continued as usual, and | didn’t do any homework until 
my teachers or mom screamed at me. Against their constant i 
complaints about my schoolwork, | would always pretend | was — 
doing it when | played an online game with my friend Vince. ie 7 
classes were often cut short as | would go to the washroom for 
half an hour at a time. Despite being such a naughty kid, | still felt 
support from my family, especially my grandparents. 

As | walked back from the school’s auditorium to my class, my — 
brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about how | should espera 
when my friends and teachers congratulated me. The congratula- 
tions from parents and teachers went in one ear and out the oth- — 
er. | didn’t want to respond, or maybe | was too afraid, or nervous 
— | don’t even know. | was too focused on the award, every edge 
of it, every word on it. My brain came up with all the possibilities — 
of where this award could be displayed in my room. Was it going ~ 
to be on my desk or my shelf? As | entered my classroom, my — : 
teacher congratulated me, and | had a smile brighter than the _ 
sun. | walked over to my locker beside the door and picked up 
my backpack from the bottom. | felt the reasoning part of my 
brain try to convince myself to put the award in the bag, but! 
liked it too much, as if it was a part of me, so | ended up holding 
it like a child — possibly the biggest mistake in my life. 


The grade three classroom was on the third floor of the main _ : | 
building. As a kid, everything seemed massive, and even the — 
stairs appeared double the size they were. | started walking d 
the stairs, still pondering why | had been chosen for this awar 
because | knew | wasn’t the best in my class, nor did the teacher 
like me. | suddenly felt a strong wind engulf me, a wind strong — 

enough to clear all the happy thoughts in my mind. | felt some-_ 
thing lift my leg, probably one of the monsters in my imaginary - 
world that | imagined every night. Right after that, | felt my body 

falling forward like a tiger diving for prey, except | was trying to 
grab hold of the award. It flew away from my hands, and | felt my 
soul leaving my body. It happened too quickly, too quickly for an 
8-year-old to react. Consequently, | felt the back of my head hit 
four steps of stairs at different angles, and my teeth bit down on 
my tongue. My eyes turned black, and | felt my body hitting the 
waxed floor with extreme force, and the award landed beside 
me. After a short moment, | heard a teacher calling my name, 
and | felt the hands of some older students holding arms, trying 
to lift me. | stared at the teacher, muted, trying to comprehend 
what happened and the words coming out of her mouth. | simply 

The next thing | Knew, | was sitting in the nurse’s office with blood 
on the side of my face. There was a cut on the left side of my eye, 
and the mixture of blood and tears covered my face, making it 
hard to see. Surprisingly, | didn’t get a concussion. Sitting next to 
me was my award, in pieces. And there it was, my first product 
of hard work shattered in front of me. The image hit me with 
emotions too complicated for me to understand. Was it sadness, 
or was it anger? | was too confused to know. | tried to keep my 
eyes Off of it by staring at the ticking clock on the wall, waiting 
for my parents or anyone in my family to come. Every tick felt like 
ten years. Eventually, the wooden door opened with a cracking 
sound, and | saw a familiar face. “What happened, Eric?” my 
mother asked when she walked in. | didn’t want to explain, and 

| physically couldn’t because of my bleeding tongue. My eyes 
turned naturally to the nurse, prompting her to explain the entire 
scenario, so she did. | walked out of the school speechless, hear- 
ing my friends’ parents congratulating me and my parents, but 
my lips were trembling too much to respond with anything. It was 
my last day of school at CISB, my last day of school in China, 
and it ended like a dramatic movie. 

After | walked into my house, | didn’t cry, | didn’t scream, | didn’t 
do anything a normal 8-year-old kid would do. | stared at the 
pieces of the award on my table, and | felt empty, as if | never got 
the award, or it was never meant for me. No, it was a lot worse. | 
tried to get myself together by playing video games and sleeping 
more than usual, but that didn’t compensate for the damage | felt. 

When my dad got home, he walked into my room with a tube 

of superglue in his hands. | knew he could fix my award, just as 
he could fix anything | broke. He walked up to me, clearly not 
happy with the number of video games | played, and he placed 
his hand on my head. | hated it when my dad did that as if he 
was petting me like a puppy. | stared at him, emotionless, and he 
stared back with a metal face. All of a sudden, his face softened, 
and he sat on my bed. “Listen, Eric, | know what happened, 

your mom told me. What’s done is done, so don’t think about 

it anymore. We can still fix it. Next time be more careful when 
you’re walking down the stairs.” | wanted to scream. | wanted to 
yell, “Il can’t control whether or not | fall!!!” But | didn’t. | was too 
tired, too stressed from the day, and possibly too scared of my 
dad to scream at him like that. | refocused my attention on my 
unfinished game. A few hours later, my dad walked into my room 
again, with the award glued back together. The crack marks on it 
were still visible, but it was better than having pieces of glass on 
my table. | didn’t know what to think or say, so | just accepted the 
fact that it is what it is. 

To me, that award was my first success, an artifact that marked 
the end of my life in China, and something that split my childhood 
in half. After all, my sense was correct; that award did not belong 
to me. The award shattering in pieces not only changed me as a 
person but taught me to work hard and be more careful. My life in 

China was uneventful, and | was a horrible student, but it taught 
me to value hard work and embrace success without second 
thoughts. Although years have passed, this memory constantly 
flashes in my head, and I’ve made a vow that | want every award 

| get to be something | deserve and something | worked for. Every 
time | go on stage to get an award, | remind myself not to drop it. 
If | didn’t drop that award early on, | may have overlooked oppor- 
tunities to be successful since then. 

One Year 
By Charlie Coke 

“Mr. Danvers, how are you doing today?” 
aman dressed in white and blue asked as 

he entered, dabbing his cigarette in the tin 
ashtray next to me. His face was familiar, but | 
couldn’t place it. 

“They tell me your recovery is going well.” 

“Yeah I- | think so,” | replied, my voice 

“That’s good. And your memory?” 

He seemed to sense my uneasiness, adjusting 
in his seat and smothering his cigarette. 

“That’s alright, it’s what I’m here to help with. 
Mr. Danvers, | would like to speak to you 
about the evening of your accident. What can 
you tell me about the evening of August 24th? 
Can you recall the details of that night?” 

“| think so, um, it’s a little fuzzy.” 

“Don’t worry, I’ll be here to help you through 

| paused for a moment, gathering my thoughts 
before speaking. 

“There was a party, it was, um, it was for 
graduation. My parents threw it. I’d had, I’d 
had a rough year—we all had.” 

“Who’s we?” the man asked. 

“My friends and I. They were there, | 
remember. Annie, Jack, God—those two were 
in love. They’d been seeing each other for 

a year. Well, | guess nobody had really seen 
each other for a year, but you... you get it. 
And... and there was someone else. | can't, | 
can’t remember...” 

“Jane,” he said, checking my file. My mind 
suddenly filled with images of a girl’s blue 

“Right, Jane. God, how could | forget?” | 

“It’s alright. Continue.” 

“Right, right, Jane. God, she was stunning. 

| was there for ten minutes before | saw her. 
She was wearing this red dress, and these 
thick soled tennis shoes. She liked the height 
heels gave her but hated how uncomfortable 
they were. She saw me and gave me this 
smile. It was the kind of smile that made you 
know everything was okay. That no matter 
how bad life seemed, somehow it was going 
to get better... | think | was in love with her.” 

“What happened next?” 

“We, uh, we talked. She was going off to 
med school. She wanted to be a doctor. She 
wanted to help people, figure out what their 
problem was and solve it.” 

The man seemed to falter for a second, 
producing a second cigarette and lighting it. 
He took a long drag and encouraged me to 

“Someone offered me a drink. |—I turned it 
down. | was leaving first thing in the morning, 
and | was driving myself home that night.” 

The man looked down at his file, then back up 
at me. 

“You did drink that night.” 

| froze, thinking for a second before the 
memory came back to me. 

“Right, sorry. | figured | could have a few. Then 
| remember Jane came up and asked me to 
take her home.” 

“Yes,” the man said, flipping one of his papers 
over to check. 

“But I-I-| said no,” | stammered, the moment 
fuzzy in my head like there was static over it. 

The man took another drag of his cigarette 
before looking me dead in the eyes. “Mr. 
Danvers, this test only works if you tell the 

My breath caught, my hands shook. | pressed 
my eyes closed as a wave of pain went 
through my skull. 

“Do you need some medication? | can ask 
them to bring it up,” he offered. 

“No, I’m fine,” | half yelled, slamming my hand © 
in frustration. “I said I’d take her. | remember 
now | brought her out to my car. | think Annie 
and Jack were with us. We started down the 
road, and Jane asked me to slow down, so | 
put my foot on the brake a little.” 

“You didn’t,” the doctor said, no longer 
needing his notes. 

“l-uh, sorry | didn’t slow down. I... |.” | could 
feel the pain filling my head again, agony 
pulsing behind my eye sockets. “We rounded ~ 
a corner and there was nothing.” 

“There was a car,” the man corrected. 

“| swerved to avoid it.” 


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On March 21, 1978, Loblaw launched “No 
Name” with 16 generic or unbranded items 

in black and yellow packaging. It was initially 
promoted as “basic products in plain packaging 
at down-to-earth everyday low prices”, No 
Name promised savings of between 10 and 40 
percent over national brands. The launch beat 
rival supermarket chain Dominion, with its own 
line of generic products, by 24 hours. Available 
at Loblaws’ 135 stores across Ontario, full-page 
ads claimed that No Name offered the best value 
for money as a combination of price and quality 
— the result of cost controls associated with 
using standard instead of custom packaging and 
the efforts of its own “task force” in negotiating 
lower priced, bulk orders from suppliers. 

In keeping with the generic nature of the 
product line, the original No Name packaging 
showed no branding -— only text with a basic 
product description and name, such as “freshly 
ground coffee” or “fabric softener,” on a solid 
background. Years later, a “No Name” registered 
trademark appeared. While other generic 

lines presented their packaging as black on 

white, Toronto designer Don Watt chose black, 
boldface text in a Helvetica font, all lower case, 
on a bright yellow background, as a means of 
attracting the attention of shoppers. 

In 2009, Loblaws re-launched No Name, “the 
iconic brand and its unmistakable plain black 
printing on yellow packaging”. New product 
packaging included a return to black Helvetica 
lettering on a yellow background, along with 
some limited product illustration. Loblaws 
executive David Primorac said the company 
decided to bring back the original colour 
palette as something familiar to shoppers. 
“It’s something recognizable and it’s easy for 
consumers.” Also, for the first time since the 
early 1990s, No Name television commercials 
were aired which showed Loblaws Executive 
Chairman Galen G. Weston in a shopping cart 
comparison reminiscent of the Dave Nichol 
commercials of the early 1980s... 

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