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As teachers, we are constantly aware of cases where it is obvious that interest shown at home in the school work of the child has had a stimulating effect on the effort made in the classroom. The child readily reacts to this interest which is appreciated even if not admitted.
Might I suggest that attendance at a parent-teacher night or an occasional visit to the School would amply repay the effort expended. The ideal situation exists where both parent and teacher feel that they are in the job together.
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ENGLISH & HISTORY STAFF Front Row (from left): Mrs P. Cecatto, Miss M. Edwards, Mrs A. Fletcher, Mr W. Payne (History Master), Mr L. Allen (English Master), Miss V. Edge, Miss A. Fergusson, Miss B. Dumas, Miss V. Mallett Second Row: Mr D. Rogers, Miss P. Downey, Mrs A. Evans, Miss J. Myers, Miss S. Widmann, Mr T. Wooten Back Row: Mr P. Lawler, Mr F. Nowlan, Mr S. Hood, Mr T. Campton |
| MATHS & SCIENCE STAFF Front Row (from left): Mrs S. Musumeci, Miss J. Parker, Miss J. Dalla, Mrs J. Wooten, Mr H. Reay (Maths Master), Mr J. McConnell (Science Master), Miss R. Laurie, Miss J. Rogers, Mrs J. Wall Second Row: Mr M. Bigg, Mr J. Robinson, Mrs C. Noble, Mrs L. Johnston, Mrs S. Bell, Mrs J. Lockwood, Miss M. North, Mr R. Pappalardo, Mr G. Bell Back Row: Mr R. Dillon, Mr I. Wilson, Mr C. Rose, Mr I. Curtois, Mr W. Ryan |
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COMMERCE & SPECIAL MASTER'S STAFF Front Row (from left): Mrs B. Davidge, Mrs L. Bennie, Miss D. Burniston, Mr J. O'Dell (Special Master), Mr B. O'Brien (Commerce Master), Mrs J. Hoy, Miss L. Dignam, Mrs M. Hawkins Second Row: Mr L. Potter, Mr J. Manefield, Mr T. Simister, Mr B. Olds, Mr J. Adams Back Row: Mr R. Lloyd, Mr R. Packham, Mr B. Forbes, Mr S. Hood, Mr F. Bennie |
| MANUAL ARTS & HOME SCIENCE STAFF Front Row (from left): Mrs B. Colbourne, Mrs D. Vining, Mrs H. Anderson (Home Science Supervisor), Mr G. Robinson (Manual Arts Master), Mrs G. Robson, Mrs I. Leslie Back Row: C. Dobson, H. Tilden, R. Comb, K. Gow |
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Dept of English: Mr L. Allen (Master), Mr J. Adams, Mrs S. Crossing, Miss D. Curtis, Miss B. Dumas, Miss P. Downey, Miss U. Edge, Miss M. Edwards, Mrs A. Evans, Miss A. Fergusson, Mr S. Hood, Mr P. Lawler, Miss M. McGrath, Miss V. Mallet, Miss J. Myers, Mr F. Nowlon, Mr D. Rogers, Miss R. Strutton, Miss S. Widmann, Mr T. Wootten
Dept of History: Mr W. Payne (Master), Mr T. Campton, Mrs Ceccato, Miss P. Downey, Miss U. Edge, Miss M. Edwards, Miss A. Fergusson, Mrs A. Fletcher, Mr S. Hood, Miss M. McGrath, Miss V. Mallett, Mr F. Nowlon, Mr T. Wootten
Dept of Mathematics: Mr H. Reay (Master), Mr G. Bell, Miss J. Dalla, Mrs J. Lockwood, Miss M. North, Mr R. Pappalardo, Miss J. Parker, Mr W. Ryan, Mr I. Wilson, Mrs J. Wootten
Dept of Science: Mr J. McConnell (Master), Mrs S. Bell, Mr M. Bigg, Mr I. Curtois, Mr R. Dillon, Mrs L. Johnston, Miss R. Laurie, Mrs C. Noble, Mr J. Robinson, Miss J. Rogers, Mr C. Rose, Mrs J. Wall
Dept of Commerce: Mr B. O'Brien (Master), Mr D. Adamson, Mrs B. Davidge, Miss E. Gillen, Mr S. Jones, Mr P. Gilbert, Mr J. Manefield, Mr B. Olds, Mr R. Packham, Mr L. Potter
Dept of Manual Arts: Mr G. Robson (Master), Mr C. McGlashan, Mr L. Cox, Mr R. Gregory, Mr G. Miller, Mr E. Morgan, Mr J. Read, Mr H. Rossetto
Dept of Home Science: Mrs H. Anderson, Mrs B. Colbourne, Mrs M. Edwards, Mrs M. Robson, Mrs D. Vining, Mrs B. Leslie
Special Master's Dept: Mr J. O'Dell (Master)
Languages: Mr J. Adams, Mrs J. Grindell, Mrs B. Hawkins, Miss L. Dignam
Art: Miss J. Harrison, Mrs S. Stuart, Mr F. Bennie, Mrs L. Bennie
Music: Miss D. Burniston, Mrs J. Hoy
Physical Education: Mr R. Lloyd, Mrs J. Simister, Mr T. Simister
Girl's Mistress: Miss U. Edge
Sports Master: Mr B. Olds
Sports Mistress: Mrs J. Simister
Careers Advisers: Mrs J. Lockwood, Mr T. Wootten
School Counsellor: Mr W. Nancarrow
Mark Blumer and Anne Mitchell
Front Row (from left): K. Cameron, S. McAuslan, G. Edwards, A. Mitchell, Mr T. Dyball, Mr J. McConnell, M. Blumer, E. Bastianon, M. Trionfi, J. Battaglia
Second Row: E. Scott, S. Thompson, D. Wright, V. Gow, C. Sharpe, R. Binks, G. Peters, L. Peters, D. Colvin, D. Wright, K. Wilesmith
Back Row: G Diggins, M. O'Dell, S. Hillam, W. Jones, R. Bonomi, A. Anderson, J. Deas, G. Hodge, R. Barbaro
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DEBATING TEAM Front Row (from left): A. Sergi, R. Dare, N. Carey, R. Langley, J. Reid, J. Horder, J. Battaglia Back Row: D. Wright, W. Jones, Mr W. Payne, M. Blumer, T. Plunkett |
| PUBLIC SPEAKING Front Row (from left): B. Moore, J. Watt, R. Barber, Mrs Bell, H. Bowkett, E. Anderson, V. Foster Back Row: N. Reynolds, J. Sainty, C. Erskine, S. Ford, S. Vardanega, T. Savage |
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Cadet with Bren Gun
60 cadets enrolled in the unit in February 1970, with 50 remaining at the end of the year. The cadets were to travel to Annual Camp by plane but, due to committments in Vietnam, the RAAF were unable to supply the aircraft. One Caribou transport plane was made available for the return journey and it conveyed the cadets back to Griffith in two sorties. The first and only bivouac in July proved very helpful in consolidating the experience gained at annual camp. The prize for the Best Cadet of the Year was awarded to C.U.O Ross O'Meara who had been with the cadets for four years.
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SENIOR AUSTRALIAN RULES Front Row (from left): G. Diggleman, I. Geddes, C. Sharpe, L. McKinnon, G. McNally Second Row: A. Thompson, R. Pritchard, D. Norris, R. Dalwood, B. Milthorpe, P. Quade, G. Wade Back Row: W. Dalwood, S. Bicego, D. Colman, G. Malligan, I. Pasin |
| SHELL CUP BASKETBALL TEAM Front Row (from left): D. Larrichia, M. Farrell, D. Hillam, P. Sergi Back Row: W. Jones, S. Hillam, Mr W. Ryan, W. Eade, D. Barbaro |
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JUNIOR GIRLS BASKETBALL TEAM Front Row (from left): A. Paterson, D. Towns, J. Soubleday, G. Ward, L. Power, J. Potter, Mrs Musumeci |
| SENIOR GIRLS BASKETBALL TEAM Front Row (from left): G. Trimboli, L. Salvestrin, W. Gow, Mrs Fletcher, J. Prendergast, D. Power, C. Trennery |
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OPEN GIRLS CRICKET TEAM Front Row (from left): L. Butler, M. Murphy, M. Johnson, D. Charles, H. Binks, P. Brain Back Row: Mr Adams, J. Mather, K. Lickiss, D. Bennett, A. Mitchell (c), D. Wright, C. Potter |
| SENIOR CRICKET TEAM Front Row (from left): B. Milthorpe, P. Vernon, C. Sharpe, J. Binks, P. Crawford Back Row: I. Hamilton, R. Collins, G. Luhrs, G. Webb, R. Binks, G. Peters, R. Black |
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JUNIOR HOCKEY TEAM Front Row (from left): H. Plant, G. Pasin, R. Cootes, W. Miller, M. Firth, S. Scott Back Row: C. Deas, K. Lickiss, J. Mather, M. Johnston, R. Golsby-Smith, G. Dinicola |
| SENIOR GIRLS HOCKEY TEAM Front Row (from left): J. Gamble, G. Burton, A. Mitchell, K. Peters, P. Brain Back Row: J. Battaglia, S. McAuslan, N. McNabb, S. McNabb, L. Butler, H. Binks |
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OPEN "A" FOOTBALL TEAM Front Row (from left): P. Crawford, M. Farrell, I. Binks, G. Diggins, A. Anderson, R. Barbaro, G. Amaro Back Row: G. Hodge, P. Quade, B. Milthorpe, W. Eade, R. Bonomi, F. Favretto, D. Barbaro, P. Marcus |
| SENIOR NETBALL TEAM Front Row (from left): K. Katsoolis, D. Shepherd (C), S. Endean Back Row: J. Hemley, Miss Parker, J. Reid, A. Evans |
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SENIOR SOCCER TEAM Front Row (from left): A. Trefilo, L. Evangelista, F. Fattore (c), T. Valeri, J. Di Agnoli Back Row: B. Mustiano, J. Agostini, L. Dal Nevo, K. Dal Nevo, B. Bartolin, W. Piva |
| JUNIOR SOCCER TEAM Front Row (from left): P. Romeo, S. Catanzariti, R. DeMarco (c), J. Di Agnoli, L. Evangelista Back Row: G. Fattore, B. Romeo, W. Piva, D. Di Agnoli, J. Catanzariti, T. Ielasi |
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JUNIOR SOFTBALL TEAM Front Row (from left): W. Leadbitter, P. Affleck, L. Byrnes, H. Kletter, S. Salvestrin Back Row: V. Mallinson, K. O'Keefe, S. Brain (c), Miss Edwards, K. Parsons, K. Pratt |
| SOFTBALL TEAM Front Row (from left): G. Pasin, R. Golsby-Smith, G. Groves Back Row: R. Coutts, M. Firth, Mr Gregory, J. Doubleday, J. Mather |
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6-7 RUGBY LEAGUE TEAM Front Row (from left): M. Catanzariti, P. Summers, L. Gaffey (c), S. Geyer, B. Deas Back Row: P. Mirando, P. Davies, D. Andrew, D. Robinson, B. Pettiford, E. McNabb, J. Mancini |
| 7-7 RUGBY LEAGUE TEAM Front Row (from left): L. Gaffey, C. Potter, R. Brown, R. Gilbert, G. Clift, T. Mannell Back Row: S. Geyer, P. Mason, K. Wells, Mr T. Wootten, G. Jackman, G. Muir, R. Warburton |
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8-7 RUGBY LEAGUE TEAM Front Row (from left): J. Wade, R. Black (c), I. Macklin, B. Jaffrey, D. Billing Second Row: Mr M. Bigg, G. McFadzean, R. McGee, J. Romeo, G. Paynter, B. Fry Back Row: M. Dossetor, G. Allen, G. Inglis, R. Wells |
| 9-7 RUGBY LEAGUE TEAM Front Row (from left): G. Brill, G. Hone, C. Sharpe, W. Deuis, S. McFadzean (c) Back Row: A. Pasin, M. Jaffrey, C. Townsend, Mr Nolan, G. Job, P. Awong |
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DROUGHT
By Fiona Jackson (Yr 7)
The stockman mounted his horse at dawn
And gazed at the skies with look forlorn.
No answer today, to their timeless plight.
All over the sky, not a cloud in sight,
To answer the dryness of drought.
It's months and months since the last rain fell
And no-one alive to tell.
All that there is, is a sun parched plain.
All they can do is pray for rain
To answer the dryness of drought.
WHAT LIFE'S ABOUT
By Lyndall Jones (Yr 8)
The tide rolls in
The tide rolls out
Just as day begins
And day ends
Never the same
Always changing,
That's what life's about.
Wars are raging
Famine spreading
People dying
From those things
All because of hate.
People fighting
People hating,
Never loving
Always hating.
Pollution killing
Wildlife dying,
Nice clean air,
Never breathed
By those who still remain
After war and famine
Have ravaged our land.
PUNISHMENT
By Gavin Brady (Yr 9)
There he stands, bearded and bald,
Reading his book; so enthralled.
What's this! he's throwing him out
The explanation being, you shouldn't shout.
The boy protests, to no avail,
The episode to come, will make him wail.
The boy's not worried, he's pretty tough,
He's going to call the teacher's bluff.
Then he finds that he's not kidding,
Add to the list the charge of fibbing.
There he goes, almost sobbing,
You could hear his heart, all a throbbing.
Next you hear the crack of a cane,
Sounds as though the master's insane.
Footsteps down the corridor; here he comes,
This is when, he regrets what he had done.
He then sits down calm and quiet,
For many days, he'll be polite
Until he learns to do what's right.
The bearded one is again sitting quiet
Until his class again runs riot.
THE MOUNTAIN STALLION
By Leslie Hall (Yr 9)
The Stallion took his mares to the trail,
The water holes dry and the grass had failed.
He pushed them forward up the hill,
Till they found the mountain stream, and had their fill.
The sun shone less there, on their brow,
And they chewed content on the wild bush flower.
Two months had passed,
And leaves were not so vast.
The Stallion's instincts knew that summer had gone
And the autumn season had just been born.
Wind and rain chilling their bones,
And the dingo sang their hungry moans.
The weather turned from rain to snow,
The hill turned to a rich white glow.
The mares dug grass from beneath the ice,
And dingoes crouched behind the shrubs, their jaws like iron vices.
Three mares died from the freezing cold,
But the Stallion stood strong and bold.
The sweet smell of grass filled each horse,
And gradually faded the chilling force.
The air was fresh and the grass rich green,
And the band of horses were no more lean,
The Stallion was no more a weary soul,
For he was the sire of twenty small foals.
DROVER'S HARDSHIPS
By Raymond O'Toole (Yr 9)
Droving is a tiresome job
With only your horse your mate and your dog.
Move the cattle at the break of day
And point them to destination way.
You move them at a steady lope
Up and down many a slope.
You call to your dog to come behind
But you can hardly see him, the dust makes you blind.
When you arrive at your destination
You may often find to your frustration,
That the appointed cattle buyer has gone on home
And all you can to is curse and moan.
IM MEMORIAM: J.M.H
By Anne Sergi (Yr 11)
Overdose:
He is gone
dead
We praise him, we mourn him
For what?
Born James Maurice Hendrix, Seatle, Washington
(and black)
A highschool dropout
Hitchhiker across the States to N.Y.
Superstar in London: Big time.
Monterey Festival 1967
Isle of Wight
And then came Woodstock, Love and Peace
What an Experience.
(You rebel of our generation, veteran of the guitar:
Creating so much beauty and excitement
Must you end?
You have - too soon).
Thousands, millions, mourn his death
And Jagger and Burton are numb with grief
A day to remember: September 18th!
Yet life goes on; of death he said:
"The person who has died ain't crying"
Let that be the memory
In our minds for evermore.
... Searching
From 'Experience' to 'Band of Gypsies', then what?
His era of music had come to an end:
"Something new has got to come", he said
"And Jimi Hendrix will be there as part of it".
But this is where it all went wrong
The end
For Jimi
and the world.
What great things as yet to come
Have ended now? Undone.
Who knows, but he:
You idol. You have left us
You who made life something
Are gone
and now life's nothing but an empty void.
You took him from us
Draining our life force.
Understandably, You want him for Your own
This void You created has left us
Alone
We mourn
While his guitar gently wails
At the loss.
A cruel bereavement for the world
But he
Liked not mourning
So he said
"Forget them when they're gone"
"Still life goes on".
So who are we to mourn him?
He has gone to a better world
Perhaps there
He has found his Peace
and Love.
Yet
"We will remember him",
And cherish that memory.
CLAIMED
By Cheryl Spurrier (Yr 11)
At first this world seemed right,
He didn't notice day from night.
Happiness in unreality
Feeling of great excitement
too great - overwhelming,
Head pounding,
Heart beating fast,
No-one, nothing mattered.
His eyes were fearful and wild,
Yet he had the face of an innocent child
Though his drooped mouth
And constant frown
Showed this unkept youth to be
One, who drugs had claimed
For often his eyes held a horrified stare
And his body bent in pain.
The craving burned deep inside
His only wish was to have it satisfied,
Long brown hair fell over his face
And was left there
As a shield against the blinding sun.
Desperate now
He began to run,
Things seemed to follow,
Ugly things, terrifying,
Always coming closer and closer.
Until they grabbed him,
Sounding sensations of pain
Throughout his wretched body.
He couldn't stand it any more
Scream after scream escaped
From dry blistered lips
Until at last he was quiet,
Exhaustion and unconsciousness
Had taken him,
Next time by death
He would be claimed.
IN THE LOVE OF A BRUSH
By M. Zancanaro (Yr 11)
Man lives, man dies
Paintings live and never lie.
The heavy paint, the heavy brush
The colour brings an urge to trust
The freedom of peace, the freedom of love
It fights against war, it's like the white dove
A symbol of peace, a symbol of love.
(In the love of a brush)
CONCRETE NEGATIVE
By Mark Blumer (Yr 12)
I did not know
(No-one told me)
That such a silence
Could exist within the
Breadth of time.
A silence such as this
Contains the echo
Of every thundering sound
And so, is complete.
This is
The silence of ice
And of sound filtered
Through the Artic pack
To fall with soft footfalls
In the slow-melting snow.
It is a silence
Within the brain's
Dry fibre
And so, is complete.
If the beating of a
Moth's wings (entering the
Cone of light)
Should be heard, it would be
The thunder of a
Thousand offended Angels'
Wings descending into a
Sacred valley.
