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Thus in our complex civilisation a system of law has developed, protecting individual freedom on the one hand and curbing licence on the other. The welfare of the majority is paramount and, if the law is disobeyed, justice is meted out to the wrongdoer. However, a person trained to obey the rules of the society in which he lives need have no fear of the law. If he is trained to respect himself, he will have consideration for other; if he develops self-control, he will not need to be controlled by any external agency.
Under our system, there are three institutions for training a person in self-control - the family, the school and the church. It is only by the united efforts of these institutions that a considerate, self-disciplined boy or girl, man or woman, can be developed. Each institution must play its part; if the influence of one is not strong, more and more responsibility devolves upon the others.
It rests with us as a school, teachers and students alike, to see that our part is played. We must produce a school environment which possesses security and ordered freedom; there should be an orderliness of behaviour which is the result of decisions made under conditions of real choice. As the boy or girl matures, external discipline should be gradually replaced by a conscious self-discipline, which is surely the finest flowering of our system of secondary education.
Boom-chick-a-boom,
Boom-chick-a-boom,
Boom-chick-a, chick-a-chick-a, boom, boom, boom,
Boom-a-lacka, boom-a-lacka, rah, rah, rah,
Chick-a-lacka, chick-a-lacka, char, char, char,
Boom-a-lacka, chick-a-lacka, rah, rah, rah,
Griffith High School, yah, yah, yah,
North, South, East and West,
Griffith High School is the best.
Hooray!
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Front Row (from left): Mr J. Cusbert, Mrs E. Powys, Messrs A. Gray, T. Viney, C. McLaren, C. Ward, Miss E. Howie, Mr R. Allen, Mrs B. Pether,
Second Row: Miss J. Clare, Mrs J. Scobie, Mrs E. Gray, Mrs D. Judd, Miss D. Currie, Miss D. Brown, Mrs D. Vining, Mrs S. Viney, Mrs R. Barker, Miss M. Patino, Mrs J. Lockwood, Mr A. Judd
Back Row: Messrs N. Glyde, E. Rushton, L. Fowler, R. Wiltshire, E. Morgan, S. Vennell, B. Toms, T. Barker, W. Attenborough, W. Freame, N. Pether, B. Love
Dept of Classics: Miss E. Howie, Mrs B. Pether
Dept of Commercial Subjects: Mr N. Pether, Mrs R. Baker, Mr B. Hall, Mr J. Wiltshire
Dept of English and History: Mr A. Gray (Master), Mrs R. Baker, Mr T. Barker, Mr B. Hall, Mr V. Judd, Mrs B. Pether
Dept of Home Science: Miss J. Clare, Miss D. Currie, Miss H. Sligar, Mrs D. Vining
Dept of Manual Training: Mr R. Allan (Master), Mr W. Attenborough, Mr E. Morgan, Mr B. Toms
Dept of Mathematics: Mr C. Ward (Master), Mr L. Fowler, Miss E. Howie, Mrs J. Lockwood, Mr E. Morgan, Mr T. Viney
Dept of Modern Languages: Mr W. Freame
Dept of Music and Art: Miss M. Patino
Dept of Physical Training: Mr E. Rushton (Sportsmaster), Miss D. Brown (Sportsmistress)
Dept of Science: Mr M. Cusbert (Master), Mr N. Glyde, Mrs E. Powys, Mr S. Vennell
Careers Advisers: Mr V. Judd, Mrs J. Lockwood
Counsellor: Mr F. Higgins
Librarian: Mrs E. Gray
Specialist Teachers: Mrs E. Gray, Mrs D. Judd, Mr E. Rushton
Cadet Unit: Captain Pether, Lieutenant Wiltshire
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William Budd and Anne Weaver
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Front Row (from left): P. Casserly (VC), A. Weaver (C), Mr McLaren, W. Budd (C), Mr Viney, G. Crawford (VC)
Second Row: Y. Jamieson, J. Connor, E. Robb, E. O'Meara, D. de Saxe, C. Mannigel, J. Millard
Back Row: S. Cochrane, D. Wilcox, I. Lynch, M. Cole, R. Cornish, J. Probert, J. Trewin, A. Myott
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| Front Row (from left): M. Cole, E. Robb, W. Budd Back Row: J. Edwards, J. Walters, B. Goymour, C. Pope |
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THE SEA EAGLE
By Robert Kelly (Yr 1B)
Upward, upward, the eagle flew on high,
Swift as the straightest arrow that pierced the morning sky,
Darting and diving, then winging over the bay,
Searching over the water, searching for its prey.
Circling, circling in the summer sky,
And like a giant thunderbolt gave forth its mighty cry;
Hovering and crying, then swooping towards the bay,
Watching every crested wave, watching for its prey.
Diving, diving, the eagle losing height,
Descending like a bombshell that landed in the quiet;
Skimming and shooting the white frothed foam,
The eagle seized a silvertail which shone like chrome.
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