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1998-99 v’S Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2015 with funding from Brentwood College School https://archive.org/details/brentonian1999bren CONTENTS A Farewell to Mrs. Norafo Arthors page 2 Faceltg page 4 Academics Earn Yoor Coloors page 11 The Arts Inspired bg Coloor page 75 The Brentwood Rainbow page i©3 Special Events In Living Coloer page 135 Sport Let Yoor Colours Shine page is? People Coloerfel Personalities page 341 I ■ FACULTY Headmaster William T. Ross, B.A. Assistant Headmaster Assistant Headmaster Director of Residence Director of Fine Arts John B. Garvey, B.Sc. Andrea M. Pennells, M.A., M.Ed. Mathematics English Director of Academic Counselling Director of Studies Director of Admissions Gerald C. Pennells, B.Sc., M.Sc. W.J. Burrows, B.Sc John C. Allpress, B.Sc., B.Comm. Biology Mathematics Mathematics Clayton W. Johnston, B.A., B.Ed., M.Div. H/M Rogers House, Social Studies Shrawan Khanna, B.Sc. ~ H/M Privett House, Mathematics Graham Linn, M.A., M.A. H/M Mackenzie House, Head of Modern Languages, French Fiona Linn, Dip. Phys.Ed. H/M Mackenzie House, Physical Education Eileen Mais, B.A. H/M Alexandra House, Librarian David McCarthy, M.A. H/M Ellis House, Chemistry, Biology John L. Queen, B.Sc. H/M Whittall House, Physics Bruce Tate, B.Sc. H/M Rogers House, Physics Nicholas R.B. Prowse, M.A. Academic Counselling Consultant, History Tony H. Crossley, B.Ed. Head of Mathematics, Computer Science Keith Digby, B.Ed., M.F.A. Head of Performing Arts, English, Drama Howard J. Martin, B.A. Head of Geography, Social Studies Robert MacLean, B.A. Head of History, Social Studies Sarah Mais, M.A. Head of Science, Chemistry, Biology Tony Medina, B.P.E. Head of Athletics, Physical Education Edna Widenmaier, M.A. Head of English, English, Drama Miles Allkins, B.Sc. Asst. H/M Ellis, Chemistry, Computer Science John R. Atterbury, B.Ed. Social Studies Cari Bell, B.Ed. - English Norah Arthurs, B.A. French, Spanish Kathrine Maclean, B.A. French Paul Collis, B.A., M.Litt. Asst. H/M Privett, English Robert G. Cooper, L.L.C.M. Music (Instrumental and Choral) Steve M. Cowie, M.A. History, English Richard Curry, B.A., Ph.D. Geology, Computer Science Michael T. Flynn, B. Phys.Ed. Business Education, Economics Alistair Hardie, B.Sc. Asst. H/M Rogers, Oceanography, Computers Ian Henry, B.Ed., B.Sc. Mathematics Jane Jackson, B.Ed. Mathematics Patricia Steinbrink Kelly, M.A., B.Ed., B.A. French, German Olave Krigolson, B.Ed. Physics, Mathematics, Computer Science Beth Melhuish English, Admissions Nicole Peters, B.Sc., B.Ed. Asst. H/M Mackenzie, Science, Mathematics Susanne Walker, B.Ed. Asst. H/M Alexandra House, Science R. Stephen Wynne, B.A. Geography, Law SPECIALIST STAFF Harold Backer, B.Sc.Eng., M.B.A. Computer Technology Consultant Lance Bean Archives, Publications, Counselling Anthony C. Carr, M.A. Head Rowing Coach Gordon Clements, M.Mus., B.Mus Instrumental Music and Jazz Peggy Elmes, B.Ed. Ceramics Joseph Hoh, B.F.A., M.F.A. Sculpture Geri Leigh, B.F.A. Drawing, Painting Godfrey Knox Outdoor Education Brenda Laurie, M.Ed., B.Ed. Educational Consultant Tim and Rhonda Mitchell Sea Rescue Dan O’Brien Outdoor Education Pirn Richters, H.F.P. Phot. Eng. Photography Bill Robson, B.Sc.(Arch.), B.Arch. Drafting and Architectural Design Peter Smith Mandarin, E.S.L. Consultant Treena Stubel, B.F.A. Creative Dance, Drama There follows a letter from Mrs. Norah Arthurs. who is retiring this year Norah, Thanks for the memories, your untiring service, and your wonderful, infectious laughter. We will miss you. 4 I am not a woman of few words and so I find it difficult to summarise at all - let alone in the one paragraph I am allowed! - the 30 years that I have been connected with Brentwood College. The first of those years was 1962 - teaching French12 only, since it was in addition to my teaching at the then newly relaunched Strathcona Lodge School for Girls at Shawnigan Lake, now the Maxwell Bahai school. After that, I taught on and off at Brentwood until 1967. In 1973, my family and I came back to the Island from Vancouver, where I had enjoyed a teaching position at Crofton House School for three years, while my husband was working on his Ph.D. David Mackenzie invited me to take on the task of rebuilding a Modern Languages Department, a job I undertook with the able assistance of Robert Cameron, now at SMUS. In 1974, we were joined by Mimi Wichlinski, who came to be regarded as the champion of change, because she managed to convince the administration that Sunday #1 inspections ought to take place on Saturdays and that the Grade 12s ought to be allowed to take Sunday leave at any time of the day, at the discretion of the housemaster!!! I have seen the school change in form from a rather charming, unpretentious little establishment to a grand, hi-tech, well-equipped suite of buildings, all with their proud displays of the academic, sporting and artistic talents which flourish so abundantly and magnificently here. In the old building, we had a heating system which responded rather reliably to the climatic conditions outside - when it was cold outside, we had the same inside; when it rained, we regularly had to use umbrellas and buckets to catch the drops. A further amenity was a single bathroom for the whole staffSand hi-tech it was not! Still, while it was not a pretty sight, it did make for togetherness! In the very early days, David Mackenzie thought it best that I take lunch on my own in the tiny staffroom, lest my ears be offended by the conversations of the male adolescents in the dining room! He claimed, when we went co-ed in 1972, that the young women would have a civilising and sensitizing effect on the Brentwood male. Judge now for yourselves! I doubt if any school has had such a dedicated Headmaster as we have, bent on producing a school sans pareil (without equal), and a staff that rises to meet the challenges he sets them. Opus magnum ex magno labore we learn from the classics (Out of great toil comes a great work). I think Brentwood is living proof of this tenet. I shall miss all my colleagues in all areas of the school: the Faculty, the Office, the Health Centre, the Kitchen, the Maintenance, the Laundry. Most especially I shall miss the Students, who - since my very first professional position in Spain in 1957! - have figured so prominently in my life as a teacher. I salute you all, thank you all, and wish you well. Adieu! jAdios! Norah Arthurs 5 Speech Da^j W@rds fr@m ®ur visiting speaker Address to the Brentwood Graduating Class Headmaster, Ladies and Gentlemen, students of Brentwood College, it is a great honour and joy for me to be invited to address a few words to you at this awards day celebration here at Brentwood. I have been given a great deal of latitude in what I might say today, but, you might say, very little longitude. When the American satirical writer Kurt Vonnegut addressed the students of Harvard University a few years ago at their graduation, he said the most important piece of advice he could give them was to “floss regularly”. With due respect to Mr. Vonnegut, whose books gave me many a laugh when I was the age of many of you, I think we can take it that at Brentwood we can do a little better than “floss regularly”. I want to give you some other things to think about. Things that, if you remember them, might even turn out to be helpful. We need traditions because they keep us attached to reality. If it were not for them, we might think that the world is reinvented by us new every moment and that would be, at the very least, confusing. But the formulas of the day provide us with some kind of expectation we can rely upon while offering us the chance of something new, and something perhaps, even important, profound or useful - or even amusing. So, what could possibly be amusing about gathering together today from, as I saw this morning at graduation, the four corners of the world to recognize the significant achievements of a few people who in a short while will be old, decrepit, dead, passed on or gone to join the choir invisible? At the turn of the millenium it might be appropriate to call to the podium those who were here at the turn of the last millenium to say a few words to us. But we cannot. Wait a minute, which part of the address is this you ask yourselves? The important, the profound or, if you have a Monty Python sense of humour, even the amusing part - the kind of “bring our dead” kind of humour? Well, I would, in fact, like us to think about big things for a minute because E.M. Forster put it in the book Howard’s End “Death kills a man but the idea of death can save him.” Let me repeat that. “Death kills a man but the idea of death can save him.” Being is a great gift. As we say to our children. “When you think you are in real absolute control over your own lives, just think about the beating of your own heart. Do you make it beat?” So far, all our children have realized that they do not make their hearts beat. No heartbeat no flossing. But seriously, there are a few things that knocking around with books and universities for many more years than some would consider decent, I have stumbled across and I think they are important and I want to share them with you today. Goodness knows they were not said when I graduated from school and I wish they had been. The first is this: learn the difference between friends and acquaintances. Friends are a great gift in life and a joy to us as we grow older. I mean to disrespect to the assembled families here present when I quote the English writer Hugh Kingsmill who once said, “Friends are, God’s apology for Relations.” Families are a great gift too but I want to make a point about a problem with the current overuse of “friendship”. We all know many people. We have many acquaintances. Some people have hundreds even thousands of acquaintances, but happy is the woman or man who can count on a handful of real 6