Somehow, these artifacts have survived through dozens of moves, various countries, storage lockers and culling of items. As such, they are now rather proudly displayed here for the historical record. At risk of presenting evidence of peaking early, i see these as polishing skills and preparing for future acts, including impending/current act 3 (but who’s counting?).
These are ribbons (obv) form various events (duh) including science fairs (detailed elsewhere in this archive), plus from collections and art displayed at NW Washington Fair in Lynden (our kin lived there and, as such we spent a lot of time there and participated in the fair).
What follow is a collection of photos from Science Fairs at Prince Charles elementary school, Surrey (Whalley), BC, Canada, with various annotations. Onwards:
Grade 4, Trolley Transit
I had just transferred from Harold Bishop elementary to Prince Charles shortly before and was determined to “make my mark” and put together this project which foreshadows the ALRT / Skytrain construction in Greater Vancouver (if you look close at the map, you’ll see the proposed line), as well as documents the historical legacy of streetcars (still my fave mode of public transport), and shares some various Buzzer news updates and other transit intell and ephemera. I was awarded 4th place in the grade – while noble i was determined to be on the podium each time thereafter.
Class photos from Harold Bishop Elementary School in Surrey (Guildford), BC, Canada. Note: i’m the one in specs (the *only* one) and styling outfits, often sitting with girls or in the “goalie position”.
My best pal Chris Goodman is the one with the blonde bowl haircut, buddy Gordie is in the K & 3/4 photos too. A few other faces i recognize including Anita, Erica, Sandy, Cliff… I lived at 10545 154th street (which was unpaved then) and walked to school about 20 minutes.
Note: Grade 3 seems missing… Mrs. Johnson was also the teacher if i recall correctly.
While acknowledging that receiving such Honour Roll status at a young age had no material benefit to future life, nor did this increase self-worth or esteem, or “gain favour with the ladies” as it were. I am however, an unabashed enthusiast of paper-y items, including certificates. As such, as these have remained with me (or in many cases with my now-late-beloved Mother), i am gleefully compelling to document for posterity.
Who’s posterity or for who’s interest? I do not know and am indifferent to such details. These are simply ephemeral documents of life.
Noting, i’m either missing a certificate for Grade 1, or they were not issued to students of that age. Also, some of these are specific to my science fair achievement (documented elsewhere… at some point anyhow) and/or citizenship umm… involvement.