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Some thirty years ago when I was serving at the Church Home for the Aged in Toronto, I was given a calendar by a lady from Belize. It was made-up of some fifty-four pages of eleven by five inches, and printed with each page divided into seven spaces of varying sizes. This calendar commemorated the fiftieth anniversary of the Women's Auxillary in the Diocese of British Honduras. People from everywhere in the Diocese had contributed a favourite line or thought from a poem or the Bible. In each space was a verse or a quote, the day, the date, and the source. The cover was printed in gold ink ... it was lovely.I hoped some day to make a similar calendar for each girl which would be a special memento, to cherish always. 1998 is our 80th birthday. I should have planned it years ahead, but I think this will bring joy and lasting memories.
Thank you, everyone connected with QDS - St. Chad's.
May we long remember our School!
Sister Constance, SSJD

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"A MERRY HEART DOETH GOOD LIKE A MEDICINE". |
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"TAKE THEREFORE NO THOUGHT FOR THE MORROW;
FOR THE MORROW SHALL TAKE THOUGHT
FOR THE THINGS OF ITSELF'. |
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"THERE IS NO FEAR IN LOVE, BUT PERFECT LOVE
CASTETH OUT FEAR" |
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"WE KNOW THAT ALL THINGS WORK TOGETHER
FOR GOOD TO THEM THAT LOVE GOD". |
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"WITH GOD NOTHING SHALL BE IMPOSSIBLE". |
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"LOVE ONE ANOTHER". |
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"SERVE THE LORD WITH GLADNESS". |
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Forth in thy Name, 0 Lord, I go,
My daily labour to pursue;
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know,
In all I think, or speak, or do.
The task thy wisdom hath assigned,
0 let me cheerfully fulfill;
In all my works thy presence find,
And prove thy good and perfect will.
Thee may I set at my right hand,
Whose eyes my inmost substance see,
And labour on at thy command,
And offer all my works to Thee.
Give me to bear thy easy yoke,
And every moment watch and pray,
And still to things eternal look,
And hasten to thy glorious day.
For thee delightfully employ
Whate'er thy bounteous grace has given,
And run my course with even joy,
And closely walk with thee to heaven.
When I am forgotten, as I shall be,
And sleep in dull cold marble,
Say, I taught thee.
--HENRY VIII ACT III
I write no poem men's heart to thrill,
No song I sing to lift men's souls;
To battle front, no soldiers lead;
In halls of state I boast no skill;
I just teach school.
I just teach school. But poet's thrill
And singer's joy, and soldier's fire,
And statesman's power -- all -- all are mine;
For in this little group where still
I just teach school.
Are poets, soldiers, statesmen -- all.
I see them in the speaking eye,
In face aglow with purpose strong.
In straightened bodies, tense and tall,
When I teach school-
And they, uplifted, gaze intent
On cherished heights they soon shall reach.
And mine the hands that led them on!
And I inspired -- therefore content,
I still teach school.
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
Now it is I who must thank you for years and years of friendship. To summarize, just a few weeks ago I came upon some words by John Taylor Gatto.
"Whatever an education is, it should make you a unique individual, not a conformist; it should furnish you with an original spirit with which to tackle the big challenges; it should allow you to find values which will be your road map through life; it should make you spiritually rich, a person who loves whatever you are doing, wherever you are, whomever you are with; it should teach you what is important, how to live and how to die."
I leave you with these few words from
your school motto, 'Fais ce
que dois,'
and from St. John's Gospel:
"Whatsoever He saith unto you, do it."