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Page 50 Wynnum High and Intermediate School
PASSING-OUT PARADE.
Passing-out Parade this year was reviewed by Major N. Thurecht,
M.M. (R. of O.). A ceremonial mace and a pair of gauntlets for the
Band Drum-Major were presented to the school by Wynnum Sub-branch
of the R.S.S.A.I.L.A. Girls of Form V., under the direction of Miss E.
Nixon provided refreshments for the Cadets, and a superb Passing-out
Cake was made and decorated by the Domestic Science Classes.

ODDS AND ENDS
Strange things happened at times during this year’s Camp at
Greenbank and also during the Cadet year.
Out on the mini-range, our lieutenant scored 100 per cent, in the
shoot. We congratulate him with mixed feelings. The strange part of
it was that the bullet holes in the target had been pierced from the
wrong side.
For some unaccountable reason, a huge pile of straw found its way
into the U./O.’s tent and some one had the misfortunte to bump into the
pile causing straw to be strewn all through the tent.
Then there was that sergeant who appeared one morning with a
black eye and persistently stated that he had lun into a tent flap. Now
I ask you . . .?
Have you ever been taking a nice warm shower when a bucket of
cold water appears suddenly and with unerring aim finds its target ?
Yet if one were to venture out to find the culprit, one would find no one
in sight—strange ? No ! A daily practice.
There was also that incident which occurred when, after we had
been told by the Training Officer not to forget to revert to summer
uniform, one being turned up at the next parade in winter dress. Surely
that being could not have been the Training Officer.
I remember a member of our Unit Guard dropping his rifle while
forming up. I wonder if that sergeant knows what colour red is.
I suppose you all know of the member of the Unit Band who slept
in a tree because he was allergic to everything on the ground. Yes I
You’ve guessed it. The boy with the hypodermic needle.
Then there was that “kid” who after much deliberation started our
Unit off on the wrong foot on the Sunday Ceremonial Parade.
I will leave you guessing as to which was the best Unit to enter
Camp; but I will give you a clue. The sergeants of this Unit had a
favourite saying in the mess of “Spread the bread thinly on the jam”.