GHS STAFF

Front Row (from left): Greg Best, Jane Cannon, Ron Anson, Will Mead, Graeme Davies, Earlene Milbourne, David Fox, Michael Kruger-Davis, Wal Reynolds
Second Row: Kirsten Hebold, Gianna Signor, Kristen Faraday, Kerryn Jewkes, Joanne Woodham-Smith, Raelene Farrell, Tina Bales, Gisella Barber, Sue Golsby-Smith, Margaret Lockeridge
Third Row: Richard Wiseman, Nancy Ainsworth, Yvette Crowther, Glenys Tarr, Sheryl Bruffey, Barbara Kruger-Davis, Jenny McDonnell, Louise Chesworth, Katrina Carrodus
Fourth Row: Tammy Armstrong, Robyn Davis, Kate Gradon, Andrew Burns, Lynne Wilkinson, Ros Sullivan, Kieran O'Keeffe, Lorraine Suine, Michelle Vine, Melanie Cramp
Back Row: Jackie Stremple, Murray Jones, Pirkko Makarainen, Jason Smith, Michael Thompson, Warwick Bateman, Peter Fordham, Aaron Grugan, Libby Blair
Absentees: Frank Sirianni

STAFF DIRECTORY

Careers: Trevor Brand Dip Teach

Counsellors: Michael Kruger-Davis (District Guidance Officer) B.A, M.Ed, Dip Soc.Sc, Dip Couns, MAPS, Raelene Farrell (School Counsellor) B.Sc, Dip Ed

Creative Arts: Warwick Bateman B.Ed (Art), Pirkko Makarainen B.A (Fine Art), Dip Ed

English: Bill Bruffey (Head Teacher) B.A, Dip Ed, Katrina Carradus B.Ed, Christine Keady B.A, Dip P.Ed, Margaret Lockeridge B.A, Dip Ed, M.A

English as a Second Language (E.S.L): Melanie Cramp B.A, Dip Ed, Mrs I. Kaur M.Sc

General Teacher: Clive Randon B.Sc, Dip Ed

History: Jane Cannon (Head Teacher) B.A, Dip Ed, Glenys Tarr B.A, Dip Ed

Library: Frank Sirianni B.A (Hons), M.A (Hons), Dip Ed (Hist), Dip Ed (T/Lib)

Languages other than English (L.O.T.E): Gianna Signor B.A, Dip Ed, Kristen Faraday B.A, B.Ed, Dip Ed

Mathematics: Wal Reynolds (Head Teacher) B.Sc, Dip Ed, Tina Bales B.Sc (Hons), P.G.C.E, Yvette Crowther B.A, Dip Ed, Robyn Davis Dip Teach, Kate Gradon B.Math, B.Sc (Hons), Dip Ed, Lynne Wilkinson B.Ed

Music: Joanne Woodham-Smith B.Ed (Mus)

Physical Education: Nancy Ainsworth Dip PE, Murray Jones B.Ed (PE)

Science/Agriculture: Ron Anson (Head Teacher) B.Sc (Ag), Andrew Burn B.Ed (Sc), Aaron Grugan B.Ed (Sc), Kerryn Jewkes B.Ed (Sc), Keiran O'Keeffe Dip App.Sc, Dip Ed, Ros Sullivan B.Ed (Sc)

Social Science: David Fox (Head Teacher) B.A, Dip Ed, Karen Jubb B.A, Dip Ed, Michael Thompson B.A, Dip Ed, Richard Wiseman B.A, Dip Ed

Special Education: Sheryl Bruffey B.Ed, Dip Teach

Support Teacher Learning Difficulties (S.T.L.D): Barbara Kruger-Davis Dip Ed, Cert Spec.Ed

Technology & Applied Studies: Greg Best (Head Teacher) B.Sc, Cert Ed, Tammy Armstrong B.Ed, Libby Blair, Peter Fordham B.Ed (I.Arts), Dip Teach, Jenny McDonnell Dip Teach, Jason Smith B.Ed, Michelle Vines

Support Staff: Mrs R. Hoare Dip Ed, Mrs Sue Golsby-Smith

SCHOOL ASSISTANTS

Aboriginal Education Assistant: Mrs Bev Penrith

Canteen: Mrs Pat Collis

Community Liaison Officer: Mrs Lorraine Suine

Farm Assistant: Mrs C. Rawle

General Assistant: Mr John Signor

Leading Cleaner: Mrs Fran Sharp

SCHOOL CAPTAINS

Renee Barbaro, Graeme Davies (Principal) and Frank Lamari

STUDENT REPRESENTATIVE COUNCIL

Front Row (from left): Matthew de Paoli, Heidi Jackson (VC), Frank Lamari (C), Renee Barbaro (C), Alan Dewar (VC), Jacklyn Cunial, Errin Tallentire
Second Row: Mrs Davis, Lauren Dalla, Debbie Owen, Demelza Brand, Erin Young, Alisha Hicken, Parick Webb, Juanita Cooper
Back Row: Robert Favero, Ann Furner, Kurt Robertson, Michael Bourke, Andrew Meyer, Tamara Trembath, Nicole Trembath, John McIntosh, John Tagliapietra

DOROTHEA MACKELLER NATIONAL POETRY COMPETITION

9 LIVES
By Erin Young

Wind, flowing through people's lives,
caressing and close yet somehow impersonal.
Within it, millions of voices,
thoughts and jigsaw pieces of unidentified lives.
Within it, the mysteries of the world itself.

Seeing so much but telling so little,
weaving its worn path through suburbia,
and the ever dominant force of nature.
The quietly roaring wind has lips which remain forever sealed.

No need for questions to be pondered.
No need for curiosity itself,
bringing never ending quests in the hope,
that mysteries will some day be solved.

People are the only ones who ever seem to want
to solve these mysteries ... Why?

Straining to hear the wind's words,
a stray phrase is caught.
"Hush child, no need for questioning,
let life come to you."
But children seldom listen and throughout the world,
the swirling musical sounds of their voices,
seek to solve life's mysteries.

For life to them is a mystery.
The more mysteries they solve,
the sadder life becomes.
Every let down slowly but surely breaking their spirit.

Why solve mysteries?
We are all cats and curiosity will kill us.

BEYOND THE NIGHT SKY
By Ben Dal Broi

My favourite colour is blue.
No, not just any blue, the deep
Refreshing azure of the heavens above.
Eventually with the interchange of day into night
My beautiful blue ebbs into darkness.
Appearing stars beckon with their intriguing existence.

My feet are planted firmly on the earth.
Gazing at the heavens until my
Neck cramps like a tightening noose.
I curse with anguish; haven't I
Yearned long enough? I would sacrifice
Anything to know what is above the
Mountain air, beyond my nutshell of a globe.

Thankfully the dawn arrives.
My frustrations are laid to rest.
The return of the diluted indigo splashed
Across the morning sky allows me to
Momentarily elude the veil of night.
I ignore the fact that day will die;
The twilight reclaiming the sky like a
Charred jaguar devouring the light.
My tormented thoughts to be harassed yet again.

My mortal curiosity cannot resist the unknown:
What is beyond the night sky?
The invisible gloom is where the
Supernatural lurk, spreading mystic evil
And claiming fictional victims.

The impenetrable shell of sapphire
Escorts the huge shining diamond
Horizon to horizon. The day brings the spirit
Of complete carefree, disguising the tattered
Night from our naked eyes.

Is this why people choose to sleep at night?
To shun the mysteries of the dark
Before their sealed eyes.
From the light comes fitful dreams;
Of the darkness only nightmares.

As the ignorant satisfy their reachable goals
On our inescapable earth; my inner most
Passions still go unheard.
What is beyond the night sky?

ENIGMA
By Angus Cave

He gazed at the stars
pondering far away galaxies,
and the beings that prosper within.

Then, he became aware of a presence
hovering, as if allergic to the ground
shaped like a cone,
with a light on the summit.

And he smiled inwardly,
as it disappeared with a flash
of blinding light,
and returned to his station,
in the desert,
in the place known as Area 51.

YEAR 12 MAJOR ART WORKS