The Raineian 1976 by David Ward

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Editorial Committee Susan Crook, Judy Mulcock, Hazel Paul

Genieve Ali, Diane Tinkler

Keith Morse

Typists

Valerie Cole, Elaine Pontin Cover Deszgn

Mark Paxton

School News 1975/76 The school year at Raine's has always been eventful and varied, and the past terms have been no exception. It is with regret that we say goodbye to the five m embers of staff who are leaving, and also to Father Burrows, who is known and respected by many 'generations' of Raineians. Mrs. Gilchrist, Mr. Wallis and Mr. Perrett have left us after a relatively short stay at Raine's, but have all, nonetheless, left their mark on their pupils. Miss Hoskins, who has trained many excellent secretaries during her lengthy career here, has retired, and whilst wishing her a long and happy retirement we extend a welcome to her successor, Mrs. Byrne. Mr. Billington, too, has left, to take up a new post at Reading; we would all like to congratulate him on being an "expectant father" and hope that one day Raine's may count a Miss or Master Billington among the students! Congratulations are also in order for the birth of Richard Kenvyn, son of Mr. and Mrs. Crump. We were unfortunate in losing Mrs. Crump from the Geography department, but the whole school shares her happiness at becoming a mother. We also say "au revoir" and "auf Wiedersehen" to Mile Puygrenier and Fraulein Wernli, the language assistants. We welcome the Reverend P. C. Protheroe, Mr. Payne, Mrs. Frost, Mr. Holmes and Mr. Eastman, together with Mrs. Teteris, our recently appointed school librarian. Our thanks are due to Mrs. Teteris for the immense time and effort she has spent in re-arranging and restocking the library. Financial enterprise has been growing within the school, and 1976 has seen the grand re-opening of the tuck shop by the lower sixth and the establishment of a book shop by Mr. Barnes. Much credit goes to the Parents' Association for providing the initial financial backing for the latter scheme. It is only to be hoped that the pupils take advantage of the shop, and benefit from Mr. Barnes' efforts. Several individuals of the school have excelled in sporting events at national level: Denis Samuels, David Lodemore and Deborah Treadway have all achieved acclaim for their swimming prowess; and Deborah Good and Gary James h ave done tremendously well in track events. On the scholastic side, a Raine's student has, yet once again, won an I.L.E.A. modern languages award. This undoubt路 edly reflects the high standard of language teaching within the school, and we congratulate Anthony Purvis and hope he derived some benefit from his stay in France. The regular school events took place as planned, with the exception of the Christmas Carol Service at St. George's, which was cancelled owing to fog. As a result, it was held in school, where everyone was able to enjoy the choir's rendition of carols ranging from 'Quem Pastores' to 'The Drummer Boy'. The Rev . C. J. A. Hickling, tutor in the New Testament at King's College, London, and Deputy Chaplain in ordinary to H.M. the Queen, was our guest speaker at Founder's Day, and on Ascension Day another clergymen, the Rev. K. Loveless of Hackney, came to address us. As is customary, we marked Remembrance Day with a wreath laying ceremony in the school hall and held a service in memory of all those who died in the two World Wars. IVluch lighter occasions were Harvest Festival and Prizegiving in October. Once again, the generous donations made by the pupils and their families enabled us to send parcels of food to a number of old people, who also benefited from a party at Christmas and an outing in the summer. Also, many Raineians gave up their time to take part in a sponsored walk after an appeal by Mrs. Wilson of "Help the Aged". At prizegiving Miss Margaret Day, the Distri ct Nursing Officer for Tower Hamlets, entertained us with a history of the area, and as a result of requests made by Miss Day and the head boy, the school was granted a half-day holiday.

One Raine's institution that seems to have slipped from view this year has been the School Council; perhaps the new school year will see the appearance of new blood on the Committee and a change of ideas. 3

Drama has played an important role in the past year's calendar, with several much acclaimed public performances. Foremost amongst these were the Gilbert and Sullivan operetta "Ruddigore" and a school play "But Once a Year". Many thanks are due to Miss Jackson and Miss Lewis for the immense trouble they took to direct and produce the performances, and we owe our congratulations to the people who have made the Music and Drama Society a nourishing enterprise. Winterton won the junior house play with "Olaf the Ogre", and School walked off with the senior drama cup for the production of "Queer Street". Both competitions were of such an excellent standard that it was difficult to choose the outright winners. It is a shame that there has to be a winner and a loser when all people concerned put a great deal of time and effort into their entries, and it is to be hoped that a new system will be introduced eventually that will put an end to some of the disappointment caused by the placings. Incidentally, the senior members of the school publicly performed their plays to raise money for charity, and it is a sign of the good spirit within the school that a number of people agreed to "change houses" for the night, in order to fill any gaps in the casts. May saw the performance of the sixth form "May time Revue", and the sixth forms would like to thank other members of the school for their help. The juniors, in their tum, put on a Junior EnLer足 tainment in July - a welcome relief after examinations! At the end of the year Mr. Blundell and some sixth formers undertook to make a film about Henry VIII. We wait to see the result with a great deal of anticipation! School trips have been, as usual,many and varied: IVliss Jackson, Mr. Nice and Mr. Billington took a party skiing in Italy over Christmas and, we are happy to say, returned intact; second formers were accompanied by Miss Balls, Mr. Everton and Miss Cleeve to France for a few days; and Miss Jackson accompanied a number of parties on youth hostelling trips to Shropshire, the Lake District and Ty'n y Berth. She also took a party of campers to South Wales at 'Whitsun. Biologists, geologists and geographers went, as usual, on field trips, accompanied by the appropriate members of staff. Visits to the theatre have been as numerous as all the other activities throughout the year, with parties travelling as far as Stratford-On-Avon and Coventry to see plays. The French "A" Level classes went to see a performance of "The Misanthrope", starring Diana Rigg, aL the Old Vic, and the "Ruddigore" cast were treated to a performance of "Iolanthe" in March. Tickets were sent by the LL.E.A. for a few plays, but it has been the enthusiasm of the pu pils , more than anything, which has resulted in their going to see plays ranging from Shakespeare's "Oth ello" to the more light-hearted "Charley's Aunt" at the Young Vic. At the end of the year, day outings were arranged, as usual, for the younger members of the school, visiting places as varied as sewage works and Dover Castle! On behalf of the editorial committee I should like to thank all contributors to Lhis magazine and Miss Lewis for her great help, together with Mr. Blundell and other members of staff; and, of course, the people who took part in the activities, for without them there would have been nothing to write about. Susan Crook, VILR

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The Governors of Raine's Foundation Chairman Sir Hugh Munro-Lucas-Tooth, Bart. Vice-Chairman S. A. Matthews, Esq. Mrs. E. Armsby Mrs. P. Bentley, B.A. L. Bernstein, Esq., B.Sc.(Eng.), Ph.D. J. Branagan, Esq., K.S.G.,j.P . A. Hugh Chaplin, Esq., C.B., B.A., P.L.A. Alderman A. S. Dorrell Councillor E. W. Hill T. H. Howgill, Esq.

The Reverend M. johnson, M.A.

The Reverend N. McCurry, M.A.

Miss E. Parsons, M.A. Professor I. W. Roxburgh, Ph.D. The Revd. Prebendary A. R. Royall Councillor G. Simons The Reverend A. M. Solomon, B.D.

Clerk to the Governors H. R. K. Broughton, Esq., B.A.

Staff - September 1976 Head Master Mr. B. P. Stanney, M.A. (Cantab.), M.Ed. (Dunelm.) Deputy Head Mrs. A. E. johnson, B.A. (Leeds) Senior Master Mr. W. M. Spooner, M.A. (London), B.Sc. (London), F.R.G.S. School Chaplain The Reverend P. C. Clynick

Heads of Department Mr. J. J. G. Blundell, A.T.D. (London)

(Art) Mr. G. Calvert, (City of Worcester College) (Mathematics) Dr. A. Cioci, (University of Pisa) (Physics) Mr. E. j. Croom, B.Sc. (London) (Geology/Geography) Mr. K. R. Crump, B.A. (Liverpool) (History) Mr. T. G. Emes, A.C.P., M.I.C.E. (Technical Studies) Mr. j. S. Everton, M.A. (Oxon) (Biology) Miss P. Gosman, (Nat. Training College of Domestic Science) (Home Economics) Mr. R. j. Hudson, B.Sc. (London) (Chemistry) Miss V. G. jackson, L.R.A.M. (Music) Miss M. Lewis, B.A. (Wales) (English) 6

Mr. H. Long, Dip. Phys. Ed. (Loughborough) (Physical Education, Boys)

Miss A. M. Lowes, Dip.Phys.Ed. (Chelsea) (Physical Education, Girls)

Mr. R. C. Reffold, M.A. (Oxon) (Languages)

Mr. R. F. J. Simmons, B.A. (London) (German)

Mr. P. Spillett, B.Sc. (London) (Economics)

Assistants Mrs. S. Auerbach, B.Sc. (Leeds) (Mathematics)

Miss C. M. Balls, M.A. (Cantab.) (French and German)

Mr. A. R. Barnes, B.A. (Birmingham) (English)

Mrs. D. Byrne (Secretarial subjects)

Miss G. A. Cleeve, B.A. (London) (English)

Mr. J. H. Darch, B.A. (Wales) (History)

Mr. K. M. Eastman, B.Sc. (Aston) (Physics)

Mrs. R. Frost, B.Ed. (Dundee) (Mathematics)

Mrs. L. A. Geddes, B.A. (Manchester) (French and Spanish)

Mr. R. C. Hart, B.A. (Nottingham) (History)

Mr. M. I. Holmes, B.Sc. (London) (Geography)

Mr. S. E. Johnson, B.A. (Warwick) (English)

Mrs. R. Lewis, A.T.D. (London) (Art and Craft)

Miss L. J. Linnett, B.Se. (Reading) (Chemistry)

Mrs. H. R. Mars, B.A. (Newcastle) (German and French)

Miss A. W. Naylor, B.Se. (London) (Biology)

Mr. C.J. Nice, B.Se. (Southampton) (Mathematics)

Mr. M. K. D. Payne, B.A. (London), A.K.C. (Latin and German)

Mrs. P. Pipe, B.Sc. (London) (Geography)

The Reverend P. C. Protheroe, B.A. (Wales) (Religious Studies)

Mr. R. J. Pryce, B.A. (Hull) (German and French)

Mrs. S. W. Scriven, Dip.Phys.Ed. (Bedford) (Girls' Games)

Mr. P. Simmonds, Dip.A.D. (Winchester School of Art) (Art and Craft)

MissJ. Warner, A.T.C. (Stowbridge College of Art) (Art and Craft)

Mr. P. Holland (Games Coach)

Librarian: Mrs. R. Teteris, A.L.A. Senior Laboratory Technician: Mr. S. J. Russell School Bursar: Mrs. L. M. Creasey Head Master's Secretary: Mrs. J. I. Evans

School Prefects - September 1976 Head Boy: Clivc Baugh Head Girl: Susan Crook

Prefec ts

Deputy H ead Boy: Paul Martin D ep uty Head Girl: Hazel Paul

Games Captain: Genieve Ali Anthony Cable Genieve Ali Martin Carter Annette Bugansky Andrew Fullerton Kathleen Burke Keith Harrison Deborah Castle Constantinos Kostis Lesley Cater William Leung Mandy Connolly Jonathon McCoig Maria Daniels Martin McDcrmott June David Kcith Morsc Janice George Christopher Nolan Susan Marks Gary Oxley Judy Mulcock Anthony Purvis Angela Rossi Grant Sibley Candy Sevren Roy Smith Teresa Sims J oh n Stevens Diane Tinkler Allan Twynam Susan Whitnell

Sub-Prefects David Brown Dino Kakoulli Gary Woods Raymond Belcher Jamcs Chambcrs Kevan Gill Reginald Gurjar Steph en Lovett Douglas Marks John Tompkins

Linda Abbott Christine Ahearne Julie Brown Gillian Clarke Lisa Helm Paula Martin Susan Mole Margaret Poo le Jacqucline Surridge Dcbra Vincent

J amcs Ayling Kevin Harvey T erence Holland G raham Law T ony Lo ck Martin Lodemorc Stcphen Murphy David Nissim Petcr Noble Peter Payne Paul Rayiru Clive Shilson Clive Tu ck Frances Allen Barbara Bakcr Lynn Begent

Barbara Boylett Kim Fisher Christine Franklin Ir is Gadiln e P tri ia Harri ngton E lsie Hughes T racy L eh ane Teresa Mussenden Tracy Nathan Ev Jy ne O ndras ek Kar cn Pain S han! R hodes T rud i Rix Carol Russ Catherine Simons Mitzi Wyman

Monitors

Prize List 1975-76 FORM PRIZES (All form p rizes are for ach ie vement unless otherwise stated) IF Justine Hershman IS Ching Fun Lee Stephen Drew Gillian Groves Anthon y Murphy (for progress) Brenda Pollack 1M Gary Morgan IW Sarah Smith David Spencer Susan Rudwick Kerry Goodall Jennie Farrant Mark Houghton IIF Am anda Malpass lIS Fenella Wood Karen Davies Carla Marshall Karen Martin Alison Harvey 11M Lesley Cox (for progress) Ian Crane IIW Thayyiba Shaah (for progress) Richard Saleh Edward Ayres IIIF Neville Tuck IIIS Joanne Ahearne Paul Szucs Laura Davies Sandra Rowley (for progress) Earl Singh 111M Patrick Mulren an IIIW Peter Clarke Wendy Curley Michael Eames Deborah Begent Stephen Redgrave (for progress) Daniel Perkins IVA Marcia Amass IVL Maddalena Pettenati Mark Baker Julie Dawkins Leda Bugansky Geoffrey Newson John Yo ung IVG Teresa O'Cavanagh IVS Robert Gibbs Kay Smith Paul Rutland Nicholas Beeson VA Lynda Abbott VL Gillian Clarke Christine Ahearne Kevan Gill J ulie Brown Kevin Harvey Karen Petersen VG

Stephen Lovett

Lower Sixth

Clive Baugh, Gary Oxley, Susan Crook, Diane Tinkler

Tony Lock Raymond Belcher Alan Stevens Debra Vincent

Secretarial Sixth

Elaine Pontin Valerie Cole

UPPER SIXTH PRIZES English Religious Knowledge Economics Geography Geology Technical Drawing Maths Physics Chemistry Biology

SUBJECT PRIZES Religious Knowledge

Physical Education

Music Art Needlework

Antony Mulrenan VIU John Newman VIU Andre Hardie VIU Derek Elliot VIU Stephen Kimberley VIU William Leung VILR Gary Preston VIU Gary Preston VIU Michael Vincent VIU Michael Newman VIU

Debra Vincent, VS Neville Tuck, IIIF Ching Fun Lee, IS Laurence Dalton, VIU Barbara Wilson, VIU Kevin Knock, UIF Sharon Simpson, IllS Iris Lyddon, IV A Ian Crane, IIW Kathleen Willott, VG Patrick Burns, IF Karen Pain, VG

Senior Interm ediate Junior Senior Boy Senior Girl Junior Boy Junior Girl Senior Junior Senior Junior Senior Junior

SPECIAL PRIZES The Ida Samuel Memorial Prizes Senior Essay Susan Crook, VILR Ching Fun Lee, IS Junior The Geology Field Work Prize Keith Harrison, VILR The Haugh Prize for Distinction at Ordinary Level Jacqueline Surridge, VL

The John Jacobs Prize for Distinction at Ordinary Level John Tompkins, VL

The Ward Prize for Endeavour Robert Heading, VILB The Chairman's Prize Janet Goldswain, VIU The Goode Prize Adrian Frampton, VILB The Staff Prize Martin Leonard, VIU 10

The Old Raineian's Prizes for Service to the School Russel Obee, VILB jillian Rood, VIU The Parents' Association Prizes june Hampton, VIU John Newman, VIU Martin Leonard, VIU The Grier Memorial Prize for Service to the School Susan Taylor, VIU The Taylor Memorial Prize for Service to the School james Adshead, VIU

CERTIFICATES University of London Advanced Level: Keith Bennett (4), Derek Elliott (3), june Hampton (3), james Lewis (3), Anthony Mulrenan (3), john Newman (3), Michael Newman (3), Gary Preston (3), Helen Sissons (3), Vernon Slominski (3), Susan Taylor (4), Mark Tinkler (3), Michael Vincent (3). In addition eight pupils gained two passes and fourteen gained one pass. (One of these was a pupil in the Lower Sixth). Ordinary Level Grade A, Band C and Grade 1 C.S.E.: The additions represent passes obtained at Ordinary Level in the Fourth Year. Lynda Abbott (7), Christine Ahearne (7), james Ayling (7), Barbara Baker (7), Raymond Belcher (8+1), Barbara Boylett (7), Davina Brown (7),julie Brown (7), Christine Carr (6+1), james Chambers (7+1), Gillian Clarke (9+1), Kim Fisher (6), Christine Franklin (6), Deborah Gardner (7+1), Kevan Gill (9+1), Reginald Gurjar (6), Kevin Harvey (9+1), Lisa Helm (8), Deborah Hobbs (7), Terence Holland (8), Elsie Hughes (6+ 1), Gary james (7+ 1), Graham Law (6), james Lloyd (7), Tony Lock (9+1), Stephen Lovett (9+1), Douglas Marks (6), Paula Martin (6+1), Susan Mole (6), Steven Murphy (8+1), Teresa Mussenden (9+1), Tracy Nathan (6), Karen Petersen (7+1), Margaret Poole (7), Paul Rayiru (8), Trudi Rix (7), Steven Sims (6+1), Alan Stevens (9+1), jacqueline Surridge (9),john Tompkins (10+1), Deborah Vincent (9), David Ward (6). Fourteen others from th e Fifth Forms gained five, thirteen gained four, twelve gained three, eleven

gained two and ten gained one.

Three Sixth Formers gained three, fifteen gained two and twentyfour gained one.

In the Fourth Year thirty pupils gained one.

SPEECH AND DRAMA AWARDS The Guildhall School of Music and Drama Public Speaking: Grade 2 Alison Harvey Gracie 3 Alison Harvey (with Merit) Helen Kostis Grade 4 Helen Kostis Grade 5 Helen Kostis Speech and Drama:

Grade 4 Gracie 6A

Maddalena Pettenati Lynn Barrett

The Poetry Society Prose Reading: Certificate at Junior Level:

Wendy Selby

Michelle Whitear

Certificate at Intermediate Level:

Elise Bugansky

Lesley Cox

Debra Harvey

Dawn Malcolm

Jayne Neighbour

Wendy Selby

Thayyiba Shaah

PrisciHa Van-Der-Velde

Michelle Whitear

Bronze Medal at Intermediate Level:

Elsie Bugansky

Lesley Cox

Debra Harvey

Helen Kostis

Jayne Neigh bour

Thayyiba Shaah

Priscilla Van-Der-Velde (with Merit)

Silver Medal at Intermediate Level:

Debra Harvey (with Merit)

Helen Kostis

Jayne Neighbour (with Merit)

Certificate at Senior Level:

Angela lProtain

Lynn Stachini

Bronze Medal at Senior Level:

Maddalena Pettenati

Silver Medal at Senior Level:

Annette Langdown

Poetry Reading:

Certificate at Intermediate Level:

Lynn Baker

Debra Harvey

Jayne Neighbour (with Merit)

Michelle Stills

Bible Reading:

Certificate at Intermediate Level:

Priscilla Van-Der-Velde (with Merit)

Verse Speaking:

Certificate at Intermediate Level:

Alison Harvey Debra Harvey Jayne Neighbour

Trophies 1975-76 ATHLETIC ACTIVITIES Athletics Winterton Cup Senior Butterfield Cup Intermediate Luton Cup Junior Standards Aldridge Cup Roden Cup Aggregate

School Foundation Foundat ion School School

Basketball Senior Intermediate Junior

Raineian Lodge Cup Harvey Martin Cup Fishberg Cup

Mann Foundatio n/Mann Foundation

Cross Country (Boys) Senior Intermediate Junior (Girls) Senior Intermediate Junior

Mansfield Cup Wareing Cup Horne Cup

Winterton School Schoo!

Headmaster's Trophy Middle Schoo! Trophy Junior Cup

School Foundation School

Hockey Senior Interm ediate

Munn Cup Camberley Cup

Winterton School

Netball Senior Interm ediate Junior

Tyler Trophy Leach Cup Mann Cup

Schoo! School School

Rugby Senior Interm edia te Junior

Cadet Cup Hirtes Cup J enkins Cup

Foundation Mann Winterton

Swimming Senior Int ermediate Junior Aggregate

Lassman Shield Wilkins Shield Turnage Trophy Manuel Posey Cup

School School Foundation School

Adlam Cup O.R.A. 250th Anniv ersary Cup

Foundation School

Physical Education Boys Girls

House Championship Shutt Trophy School (Final house percentages of total possible points: School 33.0; Foundation 27.6; Mann 22.0; Winterton i 7.4). ATHLETICS (INDIVIDUAL) Victor Ludorum Senior Gary James Intermediate Nicholas Beeson David Fletcher Junior

Victrix Ludorum Senior Intermediate Junior

CULTURAL ACTIVITIES

Drama Senior Sixth Fo rm Cup D. M. Yeomans Trop~y Junior

School Winterton

Chess Senior Junior

Clark Cup Clark Junior Cup

Winterton School

Prose and Verse Senior Junior

Aldridge Memorial Trophy Aldridge Memorial Trophy

Winterton Winterton

First Year Harvest Festival Poster Competition

Mann

Junior Projects

Project Cup

Foundation

Field Studies

Canning Memorial Trophy

School

Handwriting

Eagle Trophy

Foundation

School Work (Credits)

Dagger Cup

Mann

Gillian Clarke Deborah Goode Melodie Cargill

House Championship Dorothy Broughton Trophy Mann (Final House Percentages: Mann 29.9; School 25.3; Winterton 23.4; Foundation 21.4) H.R.K. Broughton Championship Trophy School (Final Percentages: School 29.1; Mann 26.0; Foundation 24.5; Winterton 20.4).

'Liberation is a cross all women have to bear' It is a pity, but I think this new sex discrimination law will soon prove this claim to be true. It appears that because a group - they may, indeed, be the majority-of women dislike being spoken down to, the rest of us have to put up with looking after ourselves~ I find fewer males willing to be polite, especially among up and coming young men who find this law an excuse for jumping queues, commandeering London Transport's seats, pushing their way through crowds and being generally discourteous to anyone and everyone. Equal pay is only natural, surely, for equal work. I could never understand how employers could discriminate in wages on account of what seems to me to be a very insignificant factor - sex. It seems, however, that they did and probably still do. For this reason the new law is a very good one. That is, on the condition that equal pay corresponds to equal work. However, "Women's libbers" - a common phrase for those who seem to stand against femininity and everything that goes with it - want to dominate the world with their ideas. Not everyone agrees with them. Perhaps to them it seems a 'fairness to all' campaign but I do not share their point of view. We are now all liberated; we are now automatically happy with life. It is what we have always wanted! Well, I am afraid none of this makes me feel any better. In fact, I often feel very troubled about the state of the minds of some people.

If they were among the many landladies in this country, they would soon fight the new law. They could be forced to take in a man whom they may think unsuitable, merely because the man could take her to court for discriminating on grounds that she prefers girl lodgers. But so what? This landlady may have saved all her life to have a guest house to retire to. Who has the right to tell her that now she must take in almost anyone who applies? 'Men only' clubs have grown to be a tradition. They are now being forced to open their doors to females. I think that for anyone to look down upon anyone else - for whatever reason - is wrong. But these 'Old Fogeys' also have a perfect right to their own opinions and if they prefer each other's company to that of females - leave them to it! We are all supposed to be thankful to our 'liberators'. I feel somewhat lost! Genieve Ali, VILR

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Art Department The School Year has been a very active one, and it has been particularly pleasing to note that the South Studio has come back into regular use. Outside lesson times, small groups of pupils - most of whom cannot otherwise take the subject 足 have been accommodated by arrangement with Art Staff. It could be said that an informal "Art Club" has been established. As always, the labour and resources of the department have been "stretched" to prorluce stage scenery and properties. Somehow, the challenge of designing and executing quite ambitious sets for our small stage has been met by a faithful force of volunteers. May we long continue to meet our deadlines! What must be a record number of outside visits has been made during 1975/76, quite apart from the Summer Term sketching trips. Special exhibitions at Bethnal Green Museum were visited by groups of third year pupils. In November, "A Gallery of Children", illustrating the work of artist Henriette Willebeck Le Mair, aroused great in teres t, and in January "Tin Toys" nos talgicall y brough t back (for some) memories of the pre-plastic era. Miss Warner and Mrs. Lewis have taken groups of juniors to the Museum of Mankind and the Hayward Gallery. Senior pupils have accompanied Mr. Blundell to the Hayward Gallery; "The Georgian Playhouse", "Andrea Palladio", "Burne J ones" and "Minet were the special exhibitions visited. Fourth year groups attended the magnificent "Treasures of Thrace" Exhibition at the British Museum and the "Paul Nash" Exhibition at the Tate Gallery. The Nash Exhibition held the interest of pupils until late in the afternoon. j

Raine's had its own Art and Craft Exhibition on the 19th and 20th July. Th e main display was in the Board Room, with another supplementary show in the North Art Studio. Visits to Chelsea and Camberwell Schools of Art revealed many aspects of advanced studies; Kay Smith and Wendy Mewmeir (4G) are among those who are already contemplating future careers in Art and Design. Several juniors attended a presentation in Bancroft Road Library on September 15th following their success in the Tower Hamlets Art Competition. Charmaine Ayling (3W) is to be congratulated on winning a major prize in the Tower Hamlets Road Safety Poster Competition; the prize was presented by the Mayor of Tower Hamlets at Bethnal Green Town Halt on May 4th. Annette Bugansky and Mr. Blundell represented the School at the official opening of ARTSHOW '76 at County Hall o n June 14 th. Work by Raine's pupils had been selected for the Exhibition, which was the first of its kind since 1938. Dr. Roy Strong was guest speaker who declared the Ex hibition open. Two of our Six th F ormers , Kathleen Burke and Annette Bugansky, who are sturlying Theatrical Design in t heir 'A' Level Art comse, have also become involved in film production. An 8 mm. cin e fil m abo u t th e life of Henry VIlr is in preparation, and when ready, we hope to arrange show足 ings at school. Ma ncly Connolly has been helping with titles ancl mak e up. Other pupils and mem足 bers of sta ff have b een coerced into acting roles by the indefatigable Kathy! News that three of our four entries submitted for the 1975 Polyfilla competition had reached the finals came as a pleasant surprise to the middle school sculptors concerned. (One of the designs, "Silver Shells', was illustrated in last year's "Raincian"). The Polyfilla competition is a national one, with only some sixty items being selected for exhibition. In December, we were able to arrange a visit to Reed House, Piccadilly, where the winning entries were on show, prior to their tour 0 f provincial cen tres. 17

We are grateful to Mr. White who kindly arranged to deliver the heavier items to Polyfilla at Welwyn

Garden City, where the final selection takes place.

This year's middle school pupils have been preparing for the 1976 competi tion; we hope that they,

too, will be successful.

].J .G.B.

Nonnandy, Whitsun 1976 After a three hour crossing, during which nobody from our party was ill, we arrived at Dieppe. Then we travelled by coach to our hotel, the Hotel de La Paste, at Fecamp. On the next morning, Friday, we drove six hundred yards, by coach, to the Benedictine Monastery, where the actual liqueur is made by local people, not monks. There we had a guided tour, which was very much enjoyed. After lunch, we set off to a nearby seaside resort called Etretat. After Mr. Everton took the plunge, and others joined in, some of the party ventured up the famous cliffs at the end of the beach to admire the spectacular view. The next day we left our hotel early and travelled inland for about two hours, to the ancient capital of the area, Rouen. There, we visited the magnificent Gothic Cathedral. We also went to the square where Joan of Arc was burnt at the stake. Many people decided to buy gifts from the shops and markets in the city. After many hours of spending, pleasure and admiration, we left the city, with the sound of the Cathedral bells behind us. On Sunday we had a free day, but as Mr. Everton was climbing a large hill to visit the abbey at the toy some of us went with him. This took up most of the afternoon. For dinner the manager, as he was a nice man, gave champagne and snails to whoever wanted them, since it was the anniversary of D-Day. The expressions and moans of horror, at the very sight of snails, were ignored by the hotel staff - we hope. (When tasted, they were not as bad as they looked.) On the whole, the food was excellent and was enjoyed by nearly everyone, all the time. We would like to thank Mr. Everton, his wife and the other members of staff for suffering our company. Ian Crane, Graham Cater, Paul Greeno, IIW

Television All day long I sat and watched: I did not think 足 Just sat and watched. Anthony Cable, VILR 18

The Secretarial Sixth Visits to London The Secretarial Sixth have made several visits around London this year trying very hard to learn how to cope with "City Life" without much success I am afraid to say, as you will find out as you read on. "Oy, that's my hag", was Angela Protain's first comment as we entcrecl LLoyds of London. Appar足 endy the guide had taken her bag to check for bombs even though it was nat as a pancake and absolutely empty. By the way, she did not get it back until she left the building. National Westminster Bank, Drapes Garden's City of London, was our next destination. Believe it or not, by some strange device we had all put on weight by the time we left there, and apart from the coffee and biscuits, the three course meal and tea and cream cakes they gave us, there is nothing to explain it. The film they showed was also interesting even though it broke down five times and we couldn't see the end. Still that's City Life for you_ Did you know that County Hall had over six miles of corridors? The Secretarial Sixth do, and they learnt it the hard way. They walked it. The highlight of the Commercial Course is when nearly all the students spend a day in an off,icc. I went with two other students whose names I will not mention. In the office we all got on well until one of the girls asked if you could smoke; you may not think that there is anything wrong in this, but when you find out that it was Cancer Research's office, I am sure you see my point. Apart from these few happenings we managed to visit many places such as the Bank of England, the Stock Exchange, the City Business Library, Mansion House and I.B.M. without any trouble at all. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Miss Hoskins on behalf of every Secretarial Sixth student. She has helped each and everyone of us at Raine's in her Commerce Course to become more self-confident and independent. I am sure she will be missed by many at Raine's as she always is willing to help everyone, staff or pupil. We should all like to say 'Thank you' once more to Miss Hoskins and wish her all the best for the fLl ture. Denise Metcalf, VILB

Gym Clob Gym Club is held every Friday of the Autumn term, starting at 4.00 p.m. and ending about 5.00 p.m. We are allowed to use the apparatus we like, and are taught how to vault over aU large apparatus. After this we usually have a game of Danish rounders, team games or volleyball. Refreshments con足 sist of orange squash and biscuits which are donated by various members of the club. For these we pay a small sum of money which Miss Lowes donates to a charity for the handicapped. The club has no admission fee, and anyone from the second year upwards is welcome to join and improve their gymnastic abilities, as some of us have already done. Alison Harvey, Alexine Horsup, lIS

Raine's Ornithological Club A mysterious, new secret society was formed in September 1975, with announcements b eing heard in assembly for "members of R OC". Was the studious siience of the corridors of Raine 's to b e disturbed by the music o f Bin Haley? Was it a splinter group of the geology department? Or , per足 haps, cult worship of the mythical elephantivorous bird? Anyone trying to discover the truth behind this disturbing cult would need to follow its devotees through knee-deep marsh and thickly entwined undergrowth - only to find that the fanatical purpose of this group was simply bird watching. The dub was given a good start by the Parents Association with its gift of four pairs of binoculars and, despite difficulties in arranging as many field meetings as was h oped, there has be en a consist足 ently enthusiastic interest. A series of lunch-time films was well attended, as was a bird song recog足 nition contest between Mrs. Johnson and Mr. Everton and Mark Gittos and Anthony Cantwell. Field trips to Pagham Harbour and the North Kent Marshes pro vided good views of duck, geese, waders and a few woodland birds. T he four day stay at Walsingham , Norfolk, at Easter was highly successful in all respects - social, culinary and ornithological - and the party paid homage a t the bird watchers' Mecca of Cley Bird Sanctuary. Perhaps it should also be noted that the school drain足 pipe provided accommodation for a feral pigeon and her two young as well as a b iackbird and her four. Now fuHy f1edged, ROC will stretch its wings and soar to new heights this coming year. A.R.B.

"Flamingo" by Patrick Burns, IF

Yorkshire and the Lake District, October 1975 During the October half-term, a party of intrepid fifth and sixth form explorers set off for York. We

spent the weekend in Yorkshire, visiting places of interest in York and the surrounding countryside.

We were persuaded by two teachers, who shall remain nameless, to trespass on National Trust

property at Rievaulx Abbey, entering by means of an EXIT ONLY gate. We are sure Mr. Darch

remembers his confrontation with a very "friendly" National Trust officer. We spent Monday

travelling to Bu ttermore in the Lake District, and on Tuesday Miss Jackson told us we were going

on a "walk". After climbing up the side of a mountain, scrambling over it by means of a narrow

path, eating our picnic in a cold and narrow gully and scrambling down a scree slope (of which some

of us have some not so pleasant memories) we returned to the Youth Hostel bouncing with energy.

We spent the next few days doing similar walks and later in the week moved to the Grasmere Youth

Hostel.

On one of our walks - the one on which we did not succeed in throwing Kei th Harrison in the river 足 we noticed two sheep being casually thrown over a wall: we hope they have fully recovered. Satur足

day we travelled to Matlock Bath in Derbyshire and unfortunately the warden there did not seem

to find us the charming, pleasant people we are. He seemed to think we ruined his electrical system,

and the next morning Miss Jackson and Mr. Darch were given a warm (or more like red hot) send

off. So if you ever happen to stay in the Matlock Bath Youth Hostel, do not mention the name

"Raine's"!

We would like to thank Miss Jackson and Mr. Darch for taking us.

The Raine's Explorers Association

San Valentino, December 1975 After a delay of an hour and a half at Heathrow we finally took off, receiving our free drinks from

British Airways as compensation for our delay. Fog bound Milan was unable to allow us to land, so

we were diverted to Genoa. This was where the fun really started: after a two hour wait for a coach

we commenced an arduous eight hour coach journey through the fog enshrouded small hours. The

journey ended when we arrived at San Valentino.

Our first skiing lesson established Robert Heading as the man most likely to break his neck on the

slopes. Mr. Billington and Mr. Nice helped beginners tackle the dreaded drag lift, while the more

experienced and more gifted skiers accompanied Miss Jackson on the more advanced slopes.

Evenings were spent dancing, singing and drinking in the hotel's bar and 'disco'. Christmas night

found the fourth and sixth forms' singing talents at their best: favourites like 'Tie me Kangaroo

D,own, Sport,' 'She'll be coming round the mountain' and several X certificate songs from John

\\yatt, really brought the house down.

The holiday, without question, was immensely enjoyed by all, and we mllst thank Miss Jackson,

.Mr. Billington and Mr. Nice for organizing the trip and for being great fun by being themselves while

we were there.

Martin Carter, Adrian Frampton, Robert Heading, VIL

The Parents' Association What arc the ingredients or a sllccessful Pare nts' Association? Whatever the recipe, the Committee seems to have fOllnd it. Once again we have had a very happy and successful year. It started with a very 'vve\come return of Mrs. Cooper as Secretary and continued with a very lucrative Winter Sale in January and Summer Fete in July. The Christmas draw was well received, but the Derby Draw did not do as well as previous years. Nevertheless, we were able to purchase some binoculars for the ornithologists, further camping equipment, a back-cloth for the stage and a table-tennis table and equipment for the Lower Sixth form. We also made a donation to the school's booksh op and awarded grants for two pupils to attend the AIl England Championships at Cannock in July.

'The Committee re ce ived an amended estimate for th e proposed toilet facility at the Sixth Form study centre, but because of very increased prices and few prospects of an I.L.E.A. grant, it was reluctantly de cided to shelve this project. The November and February Supper danc es were well attended and remain a popular social event. Our membership continues to grow and our finances remain vcry hcalthy. The Committee can, therefore, look forward to the future with confidence and on their behalf I would like to thank all the members of staff and the school who have assisted us in our efforts during th e year. D. G. Harrison (Chairman)

Th e Parents' Association Summer Fete

Dick Turpin He rode do wn from York on a

Mare called Black Bess,

His cloak was all tattered, his

Face was a mess.

(Chorus)

He stood in the shadows

Beneath th e great oak,

His guns at the ready were

Under that cloak.

(Chorus) He heard in the distan ce the

Thunder of ho oves ,

The wheels of the coach in the

Mud made great grooves.

(Chorus) "Stand and deliver," his deep

Voice boo med out,

"Good God, it's Dick Turpin,"

The coachman did shout.

Chorus: Dick Turpin, Dick Turpin the highway man bold, He robb ed all the rich of their silver and go ld. Lee Atkinson, IIF

Whatever Happened to the School Council? The School Council began as a means for pupils of the school to air their views on school rules and the general school routine and also make their suggestions for possible amendments. 'TI1e council has not effected any drastic changes in the school routine, but there have been achieve足 ments such as the adjustment of the daily timetable. This new schedule seems to have worked out very well in the last year. Various members of the senior school have taken over the Chairmanship since Mr. Everton resigned in 1971. Recently, however, the smooth running of the Council seems to have deteriorated; the Council's constitution states that there should be a meeting at least once every three weeks yet there have been only five recorded meetings during this school year, the last being on the 26th March! The present Chairman could possibly supply the reason as to why this is the case ..... . . Let us hope that, with the coming of the new school year and the election of new members, we shall see the restoration of the correct school council system. Judy Mulcock, VILR

The Art Department Film Project: L. to R. Allan Twynam (Henry VIII), Kathy Burke (Anne Boleyn)

Graham Law (Thomas Boleyn), Mr. Barnes (Thomas Seymour) - and th'1 head of Culpeper (Martin Carter)

Coventry - Stratford-upon-Avon, October 1975 One could not possibly imagine us to be Shakespearean fans on a noble pilgrimage to Stratford as we gathered outside the school waiting for the arrival of a somewhat late coach. When it eventually arrived we boarded and were on our way at last. The first stop was at a lay-hy cafe, which was swarming with Arsenal fans, and we left sometime later heatedly discussing the merits of different football teams. On our arrival we first went to the grounds of Coventry Cathedral w'here we demolished mOllnds of sandwiches. Afterwards we went into the Cathedral itself, which was curiously littered with extra large miners' hats, robbing it of some of its memorable beauty. We finished our visit by signing the visitors' bonk and were then let loose on the unsuspecting town of Coventry. Another c()ach ride and some time later we were standing in the rain outside a building that faintly resembled the orphanage in Dickens' Oliver Twist; it w~tS a youth hostel. On entering we changed into hOllse shoes and followed the staff upstairs to our rooms, carrying our bcd-linen and luggage. After a great deal of hilarious bed making we searched for the bathrooms where we changed for the theatre. On the way to the theatre Mr. Johnson generously supplied us with Ieanets intended to help us understand the play, yet only succeeded in confusing us further. Then to make our dazed and con足 fused minds even worse he began to hand out money! Perhaps it was due to this that we did not notice the townsfolk of Coventry cowering in alleyways and doorways as we chose a cafe or Wimpy bar to cat in. The Belgrade Theatre was much smarter than we expected but it did not daunt our jovial spirits. The play itself was not as boring as we expected and it was quite easy to understand. None of us, however, expected that Mr. Nice's double would be playing the part of Gobbo. Then we went back to the hostel, where we crept in shoeless as we were late. A strange event occurred in the nigh t just before lights out. A certain member of the party was seen smuggling a bottle of cider, which she hid beneath her bcd, into the girls' room. No more will be said about the cider! Next morning we rose early, dressed, changed our beds and went downstairs to breakfast. After the meal we were surprised to find that we were expected to wash up. This caused even more laughs than the bed making. Then we went and tidied out our rooms, after which we went to the common room to await the arrival of the coach to take us into Stratford again. Once in Stratford we visited Shakespeare's birthplace, Anne Hathaway's cottage and we tried to visit the church but a service was going on. By lunch time we were on our way again to home and school. The journey home went too quickly; we only stopped once. The trip was thoroughly enjoyed by all and, apart from thanking Miss Cleve, Miss Lewis, Mr. Nice and Mr. Johnson, all that remains to be said is - when are we going again? Helen Kostis, Deena Gardiner, Maddalena Pettenati, Shelley Hurley, IVL

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Fear To be frightened of something,

Is co mmon in all,

To fill yo u wi th fear

So you shiver and crawl.

It might be a little,

It might be a lot,

But it still makes you sweat,

And ties your heart in a knot.

Your hands start to tremble,

And your knees start to shake,

And when you breathe quickly,

Your head starts to ache.

Many things cause

This awful thing-fear,

It might be what you see,

Or it could be what you hear;

Whether the cracking of the lightning

Or the thunder's loud roar,

Nothing can compare,

With man-made fear- war!

Ian Crane, IIW The Head Boy and Girl with their Deputies:

L. to R. Clive Baugh. Susan Crook, Hazel Paul,

Paul Martin

The Destiny of Man The dark clouds keep rolling in The rain they say will cleanse our sins. A wise old man just shakes his head, Pretty soon we will all be dead. God meant we should have peace and goodwill

But man just preferred to kill;

Man invented knife, bow, then gun.

Gone are the days when man wou ld run.

He'd stand and fight for all his rights;

Man made so many wars there's no one left to fight.

Now we'll see how long man can last,

If he can take the strains from the past.

Man in his glory he reached for the moon,

Many people said it was much too soon.

God's full of glory and all might,

He has decided to end mankind tonight.

So look to the sky and start to worry,

Pretty soon you will all be sorry.

The dark clouds keep rolling in,

TIle rain they say will cleanse our sins

A wise old man shakes his head,

For he knows we will all soon be dead.

Dawn Malcolm, 11M 26

Trees Reaching up into the sky, The branches stretch ever so high, Protecting all the animals small, Forming an invincible wall. Swaying softly in the breeze, Nothing worries the towering trees, Shielding all the woodland '5 pleasure, Like a guard, defending treasure. Gary Bird, IIF

Spacemen and bug-eyed monsters ready for the Junior Entertainment

Drama The dramatic productions of the year reflected a predilection for the supernatural-or is the word paranormal now? - with a succession of unearthly beings sufficient to daunt the most ardent of exorcists. The atmosphere was set by the very entertaining production of "But Once a Year" in November, with Clive Shilson doing his best to look ethereal as the benevolent spirit of Father Christmas. Magicians, ogres and fairies abounded in the Mann house and Winterton house entries for the Junior House Play Competition, though variety (in both senses of the word) was provided by the detective mystery of School house, and Foundation house's production of "The Emperor's New Clothes". Miss Jackson's excellent production of "Ruddigore" handled the ghostly theme on a musical level, providing the kind of lively and enjoyable evening that is peculiar to Gilbert and Sullivan. The Senior House Play Competition took place in March and the entries were plays rooted firmly and convincingly in the everyday world, except perhaps Mann house's "Devil in Summer" which offered a warning glimpse in to the near future. There were some stirring individual performances and the general standard was very good - so good, in fact, that an evening performance was arranged for the benefit of parents and the lower school. This very successful year of music and drama was aptly and delightfully rounded off with the Junior Entertainment, consisting of two plays "Villa on Venus" - with more terrifying monsters - and the winning Winterton junior house play, "Olaf and the Ogre" and some musical items from the Junior Choir. A very well deserved thank you is due to Mr. White, Mrs. Creasey and Mrs. Evans for their work behind the scenes both before and after each production. A. R. B.

IRuddigore' The highlight of the year was the Raine's Operatic Society's performance of Gilbert and Sullivan's 'Ruddigore', which was an unqualified success. The first night went better than we expected despite frequent attacks of amnesia from Mr. Nice, Baronet of Ruddigore alias Robin Oakapple. We were indebted to Mr. Johnson for stepping into Mr. Wallis' shoes at such short notice (voice supplied by Martin Leonard, ven triloq uist ex traordjnaire!) The fonowing performances went just as well: the cast filled their roles admirably, including Martin, who illd not need much help from the make-up department to appear as a rogue; Kathy Burke livened up the performances with her frequent and convincing hysterics as 'Mad Meg'; Susan Taylor as Rose Maybud could not decide whether to 'take the plunge' with Mr. Nice or Richard TiIIbrook足 poor girl, what a choice! Mr. Tillbrook, incidentally, played his part very well after receiving 'cockney elocution lessons' from other members of the cast. One of the best ever ghostly entrances was made by Glenn Cole (Sir Roderick Murgatroyd), the magnificently eerie atmosphere being severely jeopardised when his picture frame began to collapse about him. Susan Marks portrayed the old spinster aunt admirably - sorry about that, Sue! Hazel Paul, the chief bridesmaid, managed to reach her top note, which astounded everyone including Hazel herself. Last but not least, there was Mr. Wallis, faithful Old Adam, who, despite his sore throat, managed to sing on the second and third nights. Our grateful thanks go to Mr. Blundell and his pupils for providing the realistic and attractive scenery, 1\1rs. Auerbach and her assistants for doing the make-up, Miss Lewis for her work behind the scenes, and, above all, to Miss Jackson for all the time and patience she devoted to producing the show. Janice George, Susan Marks, VILR

The Monday Workout Club If you wish to lose a few pounds in weight, the Monday Workout Club is th e place to come. Its vigorous exercise is well planned and tried ou t by Mr. Nice. The exhausting training is only for the fittest, who barely survive, excluding certain persons of whom I am not allowed to speak. The training is rounded off by a game of basketball in which fair play is unheard of. So if you think you are fit, take up the gauntlet and prove it by coming and joining us fit people after school on Monday night. I guarantee you will be in for a surprise.

Alan Webber, HIS

England v Scotland Hockey Match It was a cold Saturday when Miss Lowes and about forty girls of different ages set off for Wembley Stadium. The trip there was very pleasant. When we arrived at the stadium, we waited for about half an hour for the match to start. "Bully off" was at 2.30 p.m . England played very well, taking advantage of any mistakes made by the Scottish defence. Although England were the better side Scotland played skilfully. England won comfortably and we are sure that all the girls who went on this enjoyable treat would like to thank Miss Lowes for arranging this journey and giving up her spare time. Deborah Nunn, Joan Roberts, IIS 28

Hostelling in Shropshire, July 1975 We departed from Euston station at nine o'clock and had an uneventful train journey to Shrewsbury. After alighting from the train, Kcith Morse announced that he hac! left his jacket on the rack. l'vluch to his relief he found that it was waiting for him at the next station! A short train journey to Church Strctton was followed by a five hour walk to Wildcrhope Manor Youth Hostel. After the evening meal those who were not required for dish washing duties took a walk. The following morning we started our walk to the Bridges Youth Hostel. On arriving, we found our welcome overwhelming. The warclen promptly told us to leave our boots outside and not to drink the water unless it was boiled. On the first cvening here we went for a walk, and guess what we found? A public house with, yct again, a publican who was anything, but welcoming. This led us to re-name thc 'Horse- Shoe Inn' the 'Don't Come Inn'. Our last three days were spent in a youth hostel in Ludlow. It was situated ncar the town centre on a river which was Llsed as a boating lake. The majority of us spent most of our timc rowing and giving the ticket attendant the most hair raising weekend he had ever had. A group also attended an open足 air performance of "Twelfth Night" in the grounds of Ludlow Castle. On the last night, Kcith Harrison prepared himself for a bath. He did not, however, receive the bath he wanted. Instead he was thrown into the river which flowed past the back of the hostel. The week went by all too quickly and there were no complaints (Mr. Croom made sure of that!) We would all like to thank Miss Jackson and Mr. Croom for organi/.ing the trip and leaving us with many happy memorics. Robert Heading, Russell Obee, VILB

Benighted in the Forest Shining moonlight

Glistens through the trees,

Shadows eeric,

A suddcn cool breeze.

What was that noise

From thc tall elms there?

Maybe it monster or a grizzly bear!

Bewarc of the forests at night!

Beware!

The overhcad boughs

Of the tall black trees,

Are swishing aboLi t

Like waves on the seas!

I-loots of owls are in the air,

And I'm warning you,

If you really care!

Beware of the fores ts at nigh t!

Bcware!

Sharon Jennings, lIfo 30

Geography/Geology Field Trip to Lyme Regis, March 1976 This year's trip commenced in the smallish hours of a Thursday with the accustomed delays. We were headed for Lyme Regis whence we would attempt a whole series of forays in quest of varying rock structures and types, the object being to learn how they came to be wherever they happened to be, and to explain the resulting shape of the countryside and coastline. After a coach journey of severa! hours, a stop at Hurst Castle Spit to look at a spit, and another stop at Swanage Bay to look at a bay, we finally arrived, feeling pretty peeved, at the "Holiday Fellow足 ship Centre for Pretty Peevish Geographers and Geologists", to find that the more petulant members of the party were to be housed in a row of isolated chalets of bathing-hu t dimensions, whilst the majority were to live it up in modern accommodation. Nevertheless, evening meals were generally acceptable, being greatly enhanced by our voracious appetites, and greatly supplemented by alcoholic sustenance, partaken of at the nearest licensed premises, "The Volunteer Inn"; this regular nightly libation proved a welcome relief after the rigours of evening lectures. On the next day, Friday, we took a jolly jaunt to various significant spots along the coast of Dorset, including Lulwarth Cove and St. Oswald's Bay. This positively ripping excursion was marred only by the incessant and indeed noisome necessity to take notes and generally imbibe geographical and geological knowledge. On Saturday, the geographers carried out an urban study; our task was to make an in-depth, no-holds足 barred study of the town of Dorchester, to document accurately our findings and to draw thence a conclusion of great profundity. This we did in two hours, while the geologists went off to tap a few rocks, as geologists so often do. Fortified by one of our many packed lunches with their profuse helpings of cheese and cheesy derivatives, we visited the stone quarries of the Isle of Portland and the pebbles of Chesil Beach. Sunday being a day of rest, we took a multi-mile leisurely stroll along the nearby shoreline collecting inferior and feeble fossil specimens .and, at our teacher's request, scrutinising cliff faces in a bemused fashion in order to plumb their deeper geological significance. On Monday we donned moor-proof pullovers and other suitable apparel for a brisk sortie onto Dartmoor's wild windswept wastes to look at Hay Tor and other lumps of granite. That same event足 ful day we were invited to taste the clay at a large clay pit and found it tasted much like clay. Tuesday was the last full day during which we visited the Mendip HiIls to study limestone scenery. Our first stop was Woo key Hole, complete with exorbitant entrance fee, sawn-off stalactites and accompanying museum containing cast-offs from Madame Tussaud's. Cheddar Gorge proved, much as we expected, to be a large gorge. In conclusion, by way of a run-of-the-mill ending, and having avoided the normal abstruse private jokes of field trip reports, I take this opportunity, on behalf of all the party, to extend thanks to Mrs. Pipe, Miss Jackson and Mr. Croom . Anthony Mulrenan, VIU

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When I find him, I'll kill him!' "Oh, it's such a dull day!" I said as I kicked my little brother out of my path.

"Stop moping round the house like a worn-out dishcloth!" answered my mum.

"I'm not a worn-out dishcloth!" I answered grumpily.

"Let's go to the pictures!" exclaimed my little brother anxiously.

"Good idea!" I said, surprised because he usually talked a lot of rubbish.

Ten minutes later we were ready to go to the pictures.

"'Peter Pan' is showing," mum said as she counted out her money and handed it to me.

"Terrific," I mumbled to myself sarcastically.

"Come on," said Gavin (my little brother) and we were off.

"Siow down!" 1 shouted as Gavin was doing a 'six million dollar man' up the steps of the bus. As we

drew near to the pictures I got my money ready and Gavin was away.

"Come here, Gavin!" 1 shouted as he disappeared up the stairs to Screen One. He was so startled by

my scream he stopped on the spot. When I got near to him he ran away as he saw the evil gleam in

my eye. He ran inside the picture hall where the film was showing and this is where my story begins.

I ran inside just in time to see a httle dark shadow vanish down the stairs.

"Gaaaa-vv-iiii-nnnn!" 1 cried out, but the people must have been enjoying the film because they

stared me out in shame.

"I'll get him yet," 1 thought to myself, and 1 saw him dash into the men's toikt.

1 slowly crept up to the door of the toilets and tried to coax him out.

"I'll give you an ice cream," 1 gasped desperately.

"I don't want an ice cream," came the reply.

"Then perhaps a hamburger?"

"No!"

I was astounded! He must be ill. He's never refused a hamburger or an ice cream before. Thoughts

rushed through my head. Was I going to kill him, or just slowly torture him? 1 decided 1 would just

slowly torture him and counted to three, lifted one leg up ready to barge in when suddenly an

usherette came running up the stairs. She was rummaging through her ice creams and drinks and

didn't notice me in her way. I turned round just too late and Crash! Bang! Wallop! we were both

on the floor covered in ice cream and drink and, as we stood muttering nasty remarks abou teach

other, to our horror the manager appeared at the top of the stairs. We brushed ourselves down

(making even more of a mess) and tried to act naturally but it was no use. 1 swallowed hard and

shuffled my feet a little.

"Been having a party have you?" asked the manager.

"Er-no," I answered.

"Well what have you been doing?"

"Er-nothing," replied tne usherette.

"I want an explanation quick!" commanded the manager.

1 told him the whole story.

"Gavin? Who's Gavin?" asked the Manager.

"My little brother," 1 told him.

"What's his surname?"

"McEachran," 1 said.

"What?"

"McEachran. "

"McCochran ?"

"No, McEachran - for the last time!"

"Spell it," he said.

"M-C-E-A路C路H路R-A-N," I said with disgust. I was just about sick of this.

"Where is he then?" asked the manager.

"In the toilets," I said, on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"No he's not," said the manager.

"Yes he is," I said hopefully and there was a sudden silence. "Don't tell me he's no t, please."

"He's not."

"Right," I said, "he's had it!"

"Come on," said the manager, "let's look for him."

The hunt began . I sat down for a rest in the hall where the film was showing.

"When I find him I'll kill him!" I said quietly to myself. The curtains were closed waiting for the

second film to start. My heart jumped, then skipped a beat, then my legs automatically ran down to

him (Gavin was in front of the screen). I fclt angry but relieved. lIe looked up at me with tears in

his eyes and when I asked him what was wrong.

"I thought I'd lost you," he said.

"You thought you'd lost me?" I said.

"Yes," he said.

"Well, it's all right now," I said reassuringly, and I told him we'd watch the film again, eating pop路

corn, hamburgers, ice cream and drinking coke, and we did. But this time I held his hand all the

time.

Kay McEachran, 1M

The School bookshop

Evening The musty smell of a woodland glade,

Of a burnt-out fire that had long been made,

The odour of grass moistened by dew,

And that of evening when the moon is new.

To stand by a brook and inhale the air,

To smell sweet honeysuckle, apple and pear,

This is peace and all things good,

To stand by a brook near a silent wood.

Ian Hatton, IIF

Nightfall The birch tree swayed in a rhythmic way

In the gusting wind of a dying day,

When lights were ousted and curtains drawn

And not to be opened till break of dawn.

The sun had left the human show

And left the moon alone to glow

Above a cool and tranquil world,

Where nothing - but nothing at all - was heard

Save for the chimes of the town's clock-tower

Whose hands had reached the midnight hour.

Yet cats were courting, cars were dashing,

And city neon-lights were flashing,

Whilst in a room where children slept

A spider weaved his luring web,

A delicate mesh of fatal glue

To catch maybe a fly or two.

Bu t peace prevailed in rural parts,

A thing so dear to mstic hearts;

No urban noise disturbed the scene,

And the only movement to be seen

Was that of an owl who, in full fligh t,

Was heralding the arrival of the night.

He settled in a nearby tree

To start his nocturnal duty

Of watching over hill and plain

Till the light of day returned again.

London's Nights When night-time falls

And the moon replaces the sun,

A time of relaxation calls

After a hard day's work is done.

Tramps ponder upon their plight

Their next meal and shelter nowhere in sight,

A drunkard sleeps on a park bench

Wrapped in paper among the stench .

Close at hand the neon lights glow

Minks and diamonds rush to and fro, No time to stop Too busy to care Jus t a few glances, just a stare. Perhaps you would stop, if only you knew

How many of them were once like you,

Were brothers and sisters, husbands and wives.

What a sad waste of human lives!

Jane Durrell, JIF

John Tompkins, VL

A Modern Good Samaritan A man was walking ncar Aldgate at eight one night. He decided to take a short cut home through an alley. He was walking along when four men pounced on him. They took his money and left him for dead. Soon a clergyman walked past and saw the unfortunate man, but as he walked by he thought to himself, "The devil's brew at work again!" And he walked past the injured man. Several hours went by and the man was still unconscious; it was now morning. A little later, a wealthy shop keeper went by; all he had in his mind was to get to the bank and hand in the week's takings, so he, too, walked past. About forty-five minutes later a housewife walked by. She took pity on the man but thought it was more important to get her family's dinner than to help the victim. A little while later a man named John Fincher walked along. He had just spent a year in prison for theft. You would have thought that a man like Fincher would have walked past, as the other three did, or even looked to see if the man had any money left to steal--but he didn't. A year in prison had reformed him. He bent down and picked the man up and listened to his story. He took him to a hospital and then he went away without a word. Craig Rose, IS

Messenger The messenger atop white mare, Tail /lowing, eyes aglare, Wi th fury speeding, tears along, The sun his light, the wind his song. So swift that he cannot be seen, Over moors and pastures green He gallops fast thcn stops to rest, Then on again, his strength to test. Ian Hatton, IIF

Night Far away someone emits a screech of high pitched laughter. A cool evening breeze plays with the sound until only a vague scream can be heard. From even deeper within the murky darkness, the sound of protesting brakes is audible but the sounds fall on deaf cars as you walk on alone, now under an old railway bridg~. As you breathe the musty, damp air a drop of water falls from the structure above and splatters noisily on the concrete below. You walk further, seeing mysterious shapes among the shado\;vs forever shifting. A single street足 light stands upon a half seen pillar and for a rew brief seconds you are aware of the walls around you, but then plunge back into the darkness which swallows you lip with enthusiasuI11. Your footsteps rade and

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are forgotten. Ian Hatton, IIF 36

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A Spell Wing of a Bat,

Eye of a Dog,

I hereby turn Mrs Thatcher

Into a Frog.

Leg of a Duck,

Tail of a Sheep,

I will put Harold Wilson

In a deep sleep.

Mouth of a Lizard,

Paw of a Cat,

I will fry Edward Heath 足 And that's that'!

David Ray, IF

A Day in the Village It is dawn in the village

On a Sunday in summer;

The sun is appearing

From behind the green hills,

And a thousand birds chatter

To welcome the day.

The village is calm,

And the people still sleeping,

The grass on the hilltop

Is covered with dew,

And the beautiful cobweb

Is studded with diamonds,

Which glisten so brightly

Like stars in the sky.

A thin mist is covering

The ground on the hillside,

And the air all about

Is so cold and still.

Now it is eight,

And the church bells are ringing,

Calling the villagers

To worship the Lord.

The sun is now shining,

The birds are now singing,

And a small group of people

Hasten to church.

The stream on the common

Runs slowly and silent,

And the sun's rays of light

Renect on the bank.

It is now afternoon,

And the common is filled

With people picnicking

And playing games too.

Some stare at ripples

That run in the river,

And dream that their troubles

Are far, far away.

Now it is dusk

In the village in summer;

The people have gone,

And the common is bare.

The mist has returned

And the air is so still.

A small flock of birds

Flies home to the woods,

And the calm has returned

To the village and hill.

Gillian Clarke, VL

Who Am I? A man asks me for a rope.

I give it to him.

He hangs himself.

A woman asks me for a baby.

She conceives.

A boy asks me to make him a man.

He is still a boy.

A scientist as ks me for an atom bomb.

I giv e it to him for Christmas.

/\. witch wants a new spell. I give it to her 足 She turns into a frog. A murderer wants me to make him Innocent of his crime, So I bring his vi c tim back to life. An o ld man wants me to make him young again 足 He dies. The man, The woman, The baby, The boy, The witch, The sc ientist, The murderer 足 They all want to kn ow wh o I am. I tell them, But they do not understand.

Noah and the Ark The ark was floating on the tide.

Giraffe sat by th e turtle's side,

The monkey, playin g dominoes,

T rod on the elephant's bi g grey toes ;

And whilst the rhino had some fun

The kittens just soaked up the sun.

The lion, over-joyed by thi s,

H ad found him self in t otal bliss;

By strumming on a blue guitar

He topped the music show by far.

Poo r No a h knew n o t wh a t to do 足 All day he spent inside the 1001

Karen Martin, UF

Kathleen Burke, VILR

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A World without Television A world without television to some people would be a disaster, but others feel it would have been a good thing if it had never been invented. Some people say it is educational whilst others will argue it spoils conversation and kills family life, but to find out which view was true, I took the opportunity of testing both theOlies: I went with my parents to vist my aunt and uncle who live in a cottage surrounded by lovely green fields just outside the village at Godney in Somerset. Not only is there no television, there is no electricity, no water supply, no toilet or bathroom as we know it. To people like us who live in the cities, this is not living but only existing, but I, having stayed there for one week, realized after only two days that life could be heaven. In the evenings, instead ot watching a corner of the room, my aunt would sit and talk to me about the village, the life they lead and all the time she was knitting my uncle a pullover. My uncle would still lind jobs to do in the large shed, cutting logs and repairing the harness for the horse. I realized that if I lived there and went to school nearby, I would have no disturbance from tele足 vision and I could sit down and do my homework in complete silence. This silence would only be founj. in the country. Instead of "Crossroads" and "Coronation Street" I could go blackberry picking and make jam with my aunt; this would be much more fun! Of course, here in London life would be much worse without television. It would encourage more children to play in the streets and that is not very good. This would cause acciden ts, and gangs ~ould terrorise more old people. Yet, I think we could do without television if we only tried. I am sure it would work: education IS gained trom school and books: conversation is learnt by practice - both of these two things can be acquired without the use of a television. I wonder what's on 'telly'!? Karen Bailey , IM

My Clocks My little watch, The clock on the wall, Even grandfather clock who stands so tall, When they strike nine, They get in a line, And begin to march Up the stairs along the hall, Climb to the ceiling Via the wall, When they strike six, With a thump of sticks To their places they jump. As the sun rises They stand so still

For they have many hours of time to kill,

Before they strike nine,

And get in a line,

To do their sacred dance.

Ainsley Ali, IIIW 40

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Fire is horror, Fire is fear ; We shrink away when fire draws ncar. Fire was there 'when the world began, Long before beast And long before man. Like a giant red monster, Which brings death to all, Quickly al~-ng the floor it will crawl. Fire is love, Any heart it \\ri II fill But remember the danger足 Fire can kill! Fire is ruthless, And can ruin your sight, But must not be destroyed, For firc is light. Ian Crane, IIW

The Warehouse Fire Gary was walking along the path by the canal. He was troubled. "Oh, if only I had not got mixed up with theml" Anyone who had heard him and lived around that area would have known who "them" were. They were the local 'bovvcr' gang. They went around smashing old houses, cracking panes of glass, beating up old men and women, but worst of all, setting fire to people's homes and hurting them. Gary didn't know what had possessed him to do it. He looked back at the warehouse he had just left. There was smoke in the air. He had to get away quickly. He started to run, faster and faster. He was very, very frightened. "Hey, Gary, where 'ave you been? I want to go down the fish and chip shop for me and don't 'ang about looking at the fire. Though I must admit it's a sight to see. It's spread right along Charrow Street, right along the row of houses. There's some lovely colours an' all, bright rubies, mauves and reds; they're all there", said his mother. She was a dark, plump woman with the habit of talking and gossiping. "I bet you that that Temple boy did it," she said, for of course she had no idea that Gary was part of his gang. Gary wanted to get out of the room. He was sick and ashamed of him足 self and his mother was telling him about the fire. "Give me the money then," Gary said. His mother put the money in his hand. "Now remember .... " She was cut off in mid-sentence. Gary had rushed out of the door and slammed it behind him. "McKenzie!" shouted a voice from behind him. Gary swung round quickly. "You made a goodjob of the warehouse, where d'you get the paraffin from?" It was Temple and his two friends, Barnes and Slingsby. "Oh, I found some in the debris." "Coming to admire your handiwork?" "Na, don't feel like it." "Oh, but you must," said Temple. They closed in around him. "Okay," he said quickly. "I've just got to take the fish and chips home to me mum." 42

Gary met them on the corner of Charrow Street. "You've really done it ain't ya?" Barnes said. They were all turning against him. Out of the bedroom window of number forty路six hung a little girl of six or seven years old. The street was crowded with onlookers. The rest of the buildings along the row were in ruins. All you could see were the charred, blackened fragments of what used to be there. 111ere were lots of fire engines, ambulances and police cars. The air was pungent with the smell of rotting, burning wood. There were loud snaps coming now and then from the burning wood. The intense heat was too much to bear. People were standing far away from the burning wreck. Worst of all was that standing next to Gary were the young parents of the little girl. The woman was sobbing and screaming and the man looked on in agony. Nobody could save her, not even the firemen, as it would risk more lives. Gary was filled with despair. He knew a way through. It was dangerous enough usually, but now it would be somewhere in the region of impossible. He had to try though, for it was his fault that it was happening. He jumped down to the canal bank and ran along to the old factory at the end of the street . He climbed, taking care. He slipped twice but clung on grimly. Now he was walking along the wall, and across the hot tiles of the roof. He lay down on the roof, ignoring the scorching tiles. Gary shouted to the girl. "Reach for my hand, I'll haul you up." She stretched out her hand. It was trembling. He hauled her up on the roof and then he helped her across the roof. They trod carefully because parts of the roof had fallen in and had left great gaping holes. By the time they reached the wall the police and firemen were there to help them down. Gary is now on probation. The Juvenile Court said that it was not really his fault, but next time he should choose his friends carefully. Susan Rudwic k, IW

Why? I saw the fox run through its last field,

The hounds were pursuing; soon it was killed.

Its fur was all bitten, ragged and tattered,

Its blood on the soil was dripping and scattered.

The beauty was gone, it was wasted by men.

No longer could it roam through the field and the fen.

Two once sharp eyes looked glazed and confused,

And the bones with the flesh were so broken and bruised.

Its soft brown fur once shimmered in light.

Its beautiful legs made it graceful in flight.

Once it was masterful, quick and sly,

But could be so gentle, so careful, so shy.

The beauty it had was beyond all compare,

Like its pointed head with its smooth sleek hair.

But now suffering and death replace beauty and pride

Shouldn't care and concern be all humans' guide?

They should open their eyes and see what they've done,

"Vhy do they think destroying beauty is fun?

Diane Tinkler, VILR 43

The Case for Euthanasia It is, alas, too true to say that in this day and age the greater part of the news we hear is bad news. Poverty reigns unchecked and the average man (or woman), is no longer easily shocked by destruc路 tion and violence. Who has not seen pictures of starving children in the drought-stricken country of Ethiopia? Or the homeless and destitute refugees o[ Vietnam? Or the destruction in Beirut follow颅 ing the intense fighting between the Muslims and Christians?

Man has shown himself to be a violent animal by nature, with very few truly pacifist exceptions. So it is therefore ironic that there is such a vociferous outcry against euthanasia. The word "euthanasia" means a gentle and painless death. In a free country, which prides itself on its policy of freedom of speech and freedom of choice, an alternative to a future holding nothing but loneliness or agony, an alternative to a mere existence, should be provided and accepted as being humane. I say "existence" rather than "life" as life implies animation, vigour, vivacity. I think the use of the term "life" is a misnomer when applied to someone devoid or these qua lities. Our ancient ancestors believed that every tree had its own spirit, or hamadryad. If the spirit left, the tree no longer existed - it died. People in comas, on life supporting machines, or extremely mentally retarded, with no chance of survival or a return to a normal life, should be granted a painless death to relieve their agony and that of their relatives and friends. Similarly, elderly people, with no wish to continue living in a world wh ich has long since passed them by, shou1ld be given the chance of a peaceful end to their loneliness and unhappiness. The objections put forward to -such a course of action are based mainly on religious or humanist grounds. Yet it is surely more humane to allow someone to resort to euthanasia rather than be left to face a future devoid of any happiness or satisfaction or awareness. Additionally, religion is a matter of opinion in this day and age, when one is no longer subjected to social or other pressures to attach oneself to one religious sect or another. The so-called devout Catholics and Protestants in Ireland and Muslims and Christians in the Lebanon have no qualms about killing each other, and so why must their opinions be considered valid in the arguments against euthanasia? The only person who may justifiably object to euthanasia on religious grounds is the person who needs to make the choice between a calm and peaceful death and an empty future. Susan Crook, VILR

My Rabbit I have a little rabbit,

He keeps me company.

He has a little habit

\<\fhen snuggling up to me.

He snuggles right up close,

And chews my cardigan.

I pat his little nose,

And rub it if I can.

He nips my little finger

When I feed him with a carrot.

Then I do not linger

For he nips me like a parrot.

Genieve Ali, VILR 44

Frost Frost is my name I am a sneaky kind of person I sneak up your windows and block out your view So you can't see me but I can see you. Frost is my name I can slide through any size crack Because with me there's no turning back.

Humphries at Sea One hundred Humphries Set out to sea, To where the Unigate milk flows free . But when they arrived They had such a shockA polar bear had drunk the lot ! Richard Saleh, IIW

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A Schoolboy's Dreams I've been every kind of hero, Doing brave deeds by the score. I've rescued many people, And fought in battles galore. Once I fought a Great White Shark, When I was a deep sea diver. I drove cars at tremendous speed, When I was a racing driver. I've played many times at Wembley For the English football team, And scored all those fantastic goals, Which make a schoolboy's dream. When I awake the next morning Sometimes I feel very sad, I realize I h ave been dreaming And I'm only a norm al lad. Patrick Burns, IF

" Double Portrait" by Da vid B ea ter, IF

The Prisoner These four walls surround me, Grey, forbidding . Light glides in through one solitary barred window, High up, beyond reach. A studded door blocks my way out, The way to possible freedom.

A chair hugs the floor

Close to a small wooden table

With hundreds of initials scored deep in its surface.

My hard bed,

Where I have spent many sleepless nights 足 All this I observe,

In desolation.

The rattle of a key,

Turning, grinding in the rusty lock.

The doop opens reluctantly.

A warden, a 'screw',

A face among millions like him,

Orders me out,

Footsteps echo down metallic staircases,

Spoons grate in worn-out dishes.

The sound of hundreds, chewing, eating.

Back to cells and lights turned off.

I lie awake listening for some sound of life,

But I hear nothing of other people,

Only my own quiet breathing.

Tracy Richter, IVS 46

A Surgeon Wheel in th e trolley.

Oh, you poor sou l,

I've got to cu t you open,

And have a look inside.

Pass me the tweezers,

Scissors and knife,

I'll make two clean incisions,

Now, let me peep inside.

Ah, now I see your problem,

I'll try and put you straight,

I don't think I can face it,

Nurse, I'm going to faint!

Karen Davies, IIF

Animals should never be used for Experimental Purposes I personally believe that animals should never be used [o r experimental purposes. It seems to me that, in order to better himself or to find the dangers of what man has made, man is sacrificing animals which have never known anything outside a white box which has been their home from birth . It may seem that if an animal knows nothing besides the inside of a white co ntainer, into which its food rations arc poured, it would be no gTea t loss to them if they did die. It is, however, the confinement o f animals and the tests which ean be terrifying and often fatal, which mak e me so angry. What right has man to maltreat animals for his own benefit? He lives on earth with them and beca use he is more intelligent (or so he claims) be thinks it justifiable for an animal to die just to find the nieotin e content of a "Woodbine". If man is so worried about smoking, he should give it up 足 or test it on himself. Also, in order to find out if the hairspray, hair dyes, or kipp er colouring we use contain an agent whi ch eauses canc er we must inject rats and allow them to suffer being crippled by disease. If it is found that the substance is free of cancer then the rat will be moved off to another exp eriment, where it will have to walk through a maze and get electric shocks if it takes a wrong turning. After a few days the rat knows the way, and so, just to frustrat e the rat , the scientists change the pattern round until the rat either dies of shock, has a mental breakdown or is so nervous that is will bite off its own ta il. Rats seem to be the main target of the psychologists. Rats have to endure brain operations to see which part of the brain governs which faculty, and what happens, for ex ample, when one t akes away a rat's sense of direction. A scientist called Pavlov carried out experiments on animals, mainly dogs. He would t eac h a dog to pull chain s for food and after th e dog got the hang of this, he would leave it alone for a few days to feed itself. Pavlov , however, arranged it so that when the chain was pulled the kennel began to flood and he observed how long a d og could res ist the t emptation for food, well knowing that the kennel would nood. Someone once said that the Nobel Peace Prize should go to the dog that bit Pavlov. Although these ex periments go on and it is unlik ely that they will be stopped, I think that scientists are becoming more aware of the opposition to their practices. For instance if a man blind ed a bat with a hot iron to see ho w well it could fly without seeing, there would be a public outcry - although experiments of this nat ure were carried out in the early 18th Century by eminent scientists of th e day. In conclusion, I must urge you to campaign for the banning of experiments on animals. Such instances as the smoking beagles should not happen and th ey can be prevented by public support for the various organisations dedicated to the cause. Blake Lee-Harwood, IIIM

Going Down? I stepped into the lift and pushed the gro und floor button. As the lift desc ended, I unconsciously counted the floors: 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... then I dropped off to sleep . When I woke, the lift had stopped, but instead of th e door opening into sunlight, it was pitch dark. Cauti ously, I stepped int o the darkness. _I noticed a fire burning in the ncar distance, and as my eyes gradually became accustomed to its light, what I saw made me feci sick. Every ten yards stood a man with a whip, a kind of overseer, makin g sure than the wretched perso n at his feet carried out self-inflicted t ortures. Men were stabb ing themselves, falling to the ground, then gettin g up and repeating it over and over again. Wome n mutilated themselves with hatchets, and all the time not a cry was murmered. I tried to shut my eyes to the horrors going on around me and made my way to the fire. As I walked to the fire, I could see a man sitting in a chair, obv iously taking great pleasure in the terr ors goin g o n around him. I walked up to him. "Aha!" he said. "Another person come to join my legion." "Legion?" I said, turning to look in the direction at which he was pointing. I saw the lift, now brightly illuminated, smashed; a crowd of people were gathered aro und it; some were cry ing. I walked to the lift to see what was happ ening, and seeing my moth er crying, I went over to console her, but she, like the others, was completely unaware that I was there. I pushed my way to the front of the crowd, and when I saw what was in the lift I had to jam my fist into my mouth to avoid being sick. I ran back to the m an in the chair.

"What am I doing in the lift? What are these people d oi ng?"

The man laugh ed, gave a hearty cough, and then said, "What did yo u expect to find in Hell ?"

I screamed. J o hn Godfrey, IIIF

A Dog's Life Lyi ng in my bed Fast asleep, This is a life I like to keep.

Alpha Grove Alpha Grove is a friendly place , About six hundred habitants in all, Most of all who are cockneys From Lim ehouse or Millwall!

Resting all the day , Being thrown littl e scraps, Gettin g bits and pieces In between my naps.

But I myself prefer cockneys The y're the best people you can meet, They ain't no ou t and out snobs, That come from "Toffy Nose Street".

Taken for long walks, Running through th e park, Chasing all the cats, Isn't this a lark! Home to my dinner, What will it be? Lumps of meat, then a drink, That's the life for me.

So me say I'd love to live up the Strand, Living in fun and bliss. But I still say until this day, "There ain't no place like this." Lisa Mills, IIF

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Pirates! Here they come, Brave and bold, Out to get our Spanish gold . Clear the rigging, Clear the decks, Or we'll be in the sea With bruised necks.

Fire the cannon,

Forget your larks,

Or the priates will feed us

To the sharks.

Here they come,

Brave and bold,

After all our Spanish gold.

David Ray, IF 49

Autumn A breeze,

A wind,

Could it be that autumn's here?

A tree,

No leaves

They do not seem to appear.

A clock

Goes back

In the middle of October;

It's cold,

And bitter,

Towards the end of November;

Soon after

It's winter,

And here comes December.

Tina Szucs, IF

Snow When the village is dead In the midst of the night, From out of the sky Come some speckles of white. Slowly, slowly they begin to fall, To cover up everything, Whether long, wide or tall. They pile up high, Like lots of white sand, And turn a dull village Into a magical land. But within a few hours, At the arrival of dawn, When the first burning rays Of sunlight are born, The vast, white desert, Which took so long to create, Quickly begins to disintegrate. In the fresh, new morning, The people awake And get out of bed To stretch and to shake, Look out of the window At the ground all wet, And proudly announce, "No snow's fallen yet!"

Abstract sculpture in expanded polystyrene and polyfilla, by Mandy Porter, EVe

The Weather Child Sun is the newborn child, Wind its first breath, Showers its first tears, Snow is the calm and love, Rain is the rage and hate, Hail is the sting of pain, Fog is the death, and the whisper Of the child's last breath. Linda Hall, !IF

Ian Crane, IIW 50

Jim There was a boy, his name was Jim,

And what he did, it killed him.

He would not go to bed at night,

But stayed awake till m o rning light.

The television was his main desire

He sat and watched it by th e fire.

He wouldn't eat, he wouldn't dare!

All he'd do was stare and stare.

One evening, Jim watched 'Cracker jack',

And suddenly the box went boom, the screen turn ed black,

This put Jim in such a rage

They had to lock him in a cage.

The television would take thre e days to repair,

At this Jim was in despair.

He cried all day and the night

This affected his poor eyesigh t,

Soon he couldn't see at all

All he did was cry and bawl.

Very soon Jim was dead

His eyes were very sore and red;

In a coffin three inches wide

He's laid with a television by his side!

Jennie Farrant, IW

The Ziggy-Puss The ziggy-puss a kind of cross,

Bet ween a cat and candy fl oss.

This form of ilu ffy, pop-eyed cat,

Would never chase a mouse or rat.

They have eyes that shine at night,

One lo o ks left and one looks righ t.

I'm told that they are often found,

Up in trees or o n the gro und.

One clay last week one ran away,

To swim the channel, so they say.

He became qui te famous, his name was Jack,

He swam to France and then swam back.

At Dover there was a lot of fuss,

He was driven to London in a ziggy-bus.

But a tragic end await ed .lack,

For he was kidnapped in a sack.

But alas no-one would heed his call,

No more was heard of Jack at all.

Ian Hatton, IIF

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A Thoroughly Worthwhile Pastime My choice for a thoroughly worthwhile pastime is stamp collecting. Many may think the subject a boring one and not worth the time, effort and money spent by a stamp collector in the pursuit of his hobby. I believe the subject to be interesting, and I enjoy collecting stamps. The proper name for stamp collecting is philately. I, being a philatelist myself, will now try to put forward some of the reasons which make philately as popular as it is today. A chief reason is the educational side. Most countries publish sets of stamps which depict different aspects of a country's main industries. Zoology is a favourite subject for the stamp designer. Com足 mon and unusual animals which inhabit a country are often depicted in their natural habitats on stamps. Insect life also comes into its own in stamp collecting, especially the beautiful flying butter足 nies or moths which are often seen on the face of stamps. Apart from animals, science is also a popular subject in philately. Modern forms of transport and the earliest forms of the same transport are often displayed on the same stamp. For example, the earliest 'Daimler' car may be set alongside the most modern 'Mercedez Benz'. Still in a context of education, famous works of art furnish a popular theme for the collector. Many of the most beautiful landscapes and portraits are to be seen on stamps. It is a popular idea that the philatelist only collects stamps for their value, that a drab, old stamp is that which often is found in an album. I myself collect them for their colour and design. The usual eight and a half pence stamps are not found in my collection. A fairly good stamp album will include every country's main industries, its capital, language, currency and short history. Conducting then, philately is a very interesting and educational hobby for people whose enjoyment is not always found in doing thrilling and energetic things. The more active people may find the subject a boring one. For myself, I think that this hobby is one of the most captivating and enjoy足 able there is. Peter Clarke, IIIW

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Snow The snow is like a ballerina

Who dances gracefully, swirling and white;

She spins and twists and twirls on the rooftops

Filling the air with beauty and light.

The snow is like a white butterfly

Floating swiftly from above,

Resting on the grass and flowers

Soft as silk and white as a dove.

Karen iVlartin, IlF

Safari Park Lion He stares at them through the glass

Wi th a gaze of proud disdain.

They gape with mouths wide open

And he shakes his golden mane.

The cars go past every day 足 He's used to seeing them there.

So he and his mate ignore them

And the hum ans who come to stare.

But just let one person slip up,

And open a windo w wide.

He'll be there before they know it,

With his giant paw inside.

And don't let his quietness deceive you.

He needn't hunt fo r his feasts .

But he still is a hunt er by instinct,

He's Caesar, King of the Beasts.

Lynn Bryant, IIIF

'Ghost in Moonlight'

Girls' Physical Education 1975/76 HOCKEY As in the last few years, our teams suffered from lack of competition in individual school matches. Without regular competition and match play, it is difficult for teams to make good progress and it is only when the Sports Centres run inter-school tournaments that we can assess the standard of hockey in the school and develop a keen interest in match play. The Goresbrook Sports Centre tournament was held early in the Autumn Term. The school's third year XI won the Junior Tournament and received the gold medals, while the fourth year XI were runners up to our 1st XI in the Senior Tournament so bringing home the gold and silver medals in this section. The 1st XI played one other match which they won by 3 goals to 0 and gave the staff a most enjoyable match losing by 2 goals to 1. Five girls had reached a sufficiently high standard to be entered in the Middlesex Hockey Trials 足 Laura Davies, Anne Small, Julie Brown, Genieve Ali and Barbara Boylett. Anne was selected to attend final junior trials. During the Spring Term, we entered two teams per year in the Oakfield Sports Centre tournament. The second and third year teams emerged as eventual runners up in their competitions while the fourth year won their competition. It is encouraging to see the enthusiasm for hockey throughout the school and the ability many girls

have with so little time and facilities for skill work available. There is a very keen interest in the

second year, especially after a series of playground hockey matches with a local schoo!. This group

of girls promise well for the future, provided we can get more competition.

The fourth year girls gave a good account of themselves at the Middlesex Hockey Tournament. They took final third place after missing the first match. (Minibus a non-starter!) COLOURS Junior: Phyllis Alexander, Denise Cox, Kim Burton. Half: Genieve Ali, Barbara Wilson, Deborah Cowen, Kathleen Burke. No full colours awarded.

CROSS COUNTRY The season commenced earlier than usual in the Autumn Term. There seemed very little time to train teams and get really fit with hockey and netball commitments to be met too, but we managed to field full teams as usual. It is always pleasing to see so many girls prepared to represent the school knowing full well that many of them will be competing against fully trained athletes. In the East London Championships the 1st year were 4th; the 2nd year were 3rd; the 3rd year were 4th; 4th/5th years were 1st. As a result of these Championships, Jacqucline Goode, Deborah Goode and Julie Brown were selected to represent East London at the London Championships at Morden Park. Jacqueline Anderson, Phyllis Alexander, Margaret Poole and Denise Marshall were reserves. Deborah Goode was a reserve for London at the National Schools' Championships at Leicester. COLOURS Junior: Deborah Goode (captain), Phyllis Alexander, Deborah Treadway, Linzi Deathridge, Denise Marshall, Deena Gardiner. Half: Margaret Poole, Julie Brown, Christine Carr. No full colours awarded. 54

The Senior Girls' Cross-Country Team

The First Year Girls' Swimming Team

NETBALL In addition to four teams playing regularly in the East London League, a series of matches was arranged with local schools for 1 st, 2nd and 3rd years. As many teams as possible per year were fielded. This meant that six to eight teams were selected from each year, providing a good oppor足 tunity for the majority of girls to represent the school at match level. The high standard of netball in East London schools provided league teams with keen competition. Our second year team took final th ird place; the third year were fourth; the fourth year were first, and the senior team was fourth. All teams are to be congratulated on their loyalty to the school and one another in turning out regularly for matches with special commendation to the fourth year who, as in previous years, emerged undefeated in league matches. They met their match however in the Middlesex Tournament and were unable to qualify for the final tournament. It was a great dis足 appointment that the fourth year lost the Goresbrook Tournament but this was not due to lack of skiU, effort or enthusiasm. The first year had a good start to their career at Raine's by emerging as final runners up at the Goresbrook Tournament especially as they had key team members missing. MATCH ANALYSIS D P W 1st VII 5 1 0 6 4th year 0 6 3rd year 16 10 3 2nd year 18 15 0 1st year 1 8 6

L 4 0 3 3 1

COLOURS Junior: Julie Dawkins (captain), Phyllis Alexander, Den ise Cox, Simla Singh, Sandra Matthew, Deborah Goode, Deena Gardiner. Half: Barbara Wilson (captain), Genieve Ali, Susan Whitnell, Lisa Helm, Frances Allen, Theresa Sims. No futl colours awarded.

SWIMMING With the introduction of an Inter School Swimming League, enthusiasm for swimming spread through the school. Coming into the league after two galas had already taken place, we were left with nine matches. We won 6, came second in 2 and third in the other. With these results we emerged the eventual runners lip in the Scott Lidgett Shield. Galas were held in local school pools and were informal but highly competitive. The most encouraging aspect of the galas from our point of view was the fact that we were able to put out full teams every week, from I st to 5th year, even during a 'flu epidemic. As we only swim in the first two years, this is highly commendable on the parts of third to fifth years. Numerous girls represented the school, knowing full well that they woule! collect one point for coming last week after week. These weekly galas paid dividends as there was no difficulty in raising teams for the East London Championship, when nearly fifty girls represented the school. These Championships were the highlight of the year as Raine's took final first place, winning the Challenge Shield for the first time ever! The first and fourth year ""ere year Champions. It is encouraging to have a few club swimmers in these two years, who give us maximum points but they need the support of many girls in the school, who swim to gain an odd point here and there, to win such a Championship. Congratulations to all year teams. 56

A swimming report would not be complete without thanking Miss Linnett who came to all league matches to look after the teams and to drive girls home afterwards in the minibus. It is hoped that all the girls appreciated the time and effort Miss Linnett put in to make the venture such a success. Special mention must be made of Deborah Treadway, who qualified for the final London Swimming Championships and took fourth place in the back crawl. Karen Pain qualified as a reserve for the finals but was not called upon to swim. COLOURS Junior: Deborah Treadway (captain), Denise Cox, Tracey Parker, Linzi Deathridge, Gillian Whitnell, Tracey Smallwood. Half: Full:

Susan Lyons, Helena Danes, Kim Hewlett, Christine Carr. Karen Pain.

ATHLETICS The athletics seaSon was under way very soon after we returned to school and competition at the East London Championships gave us a sense of urgency. Teams responded quickly and worked hard and sensibly on games afternoons to help get teams sorted out. Their efforts were well rewarded. Each year had its own championship from 1st to 6th year. Over ninety girls represented the school throughout the six years: The first year took final 5th place The second year were 2nd. Th e th ird year were 3 rd.

Th e fourth year were 1 st.

The fifth year tied for 1st place.

The sixth year were 1st.

We took finalIst place overall winning the Championship Trophy. The fourth year are to be especially commended on their efforts. In addition to the outstanding ability of Sandra Matthew, Deborah Goode and PhyUis Alexander many girls represented the school for the first time as there were seven other athletes unable to compete. They excelled themselves and returned personal best performances in their events - all scoring points to support the other athletes. The sixth year competition was a walk-over for Raine's as we fielded a completely full team. As a result of the East London Championships, nine girls were selected to represent East London at the London Championships at Crystal Palace: Sandra Matthew (Inter 100 m)

Sharon Simpson (J unior Discus) Deborah Goode (Inter 800 m)

Gillian Clarke (Inter 400 m) Margaret Poole (Inter Javelin)

Phyllis Alexander (Inter hurdles) Deborah Cowan (Senior discus)

Susan Marks (Senior hurdles) Susan Whitnell (Senior javelin)

Sharon Simpson and Deborah Goode also represented London at an Inter County meeting. Deborah also had the honour of representing London at the National Schools' Championships at Cannock but was disappointingly unable to qualify for the final. With another year in the same section we wish her well for next season. In addition to the East London competitions we were glad to be able to enter the Oakfield Competitions: The 1st year were second The 2nd year were third.

The 3rd year were second.

The 4th year were first.

The Oakfield Trophy meeting for all four years combined was a most enjoyable meeting with Raine's emerging as runners up, only a few points behind the leaders. 57

The athletics programme culminated in our own Sports Day, when boys and girls competed [or their Houses. As usual, this was a spknclid uccasion with competitors straining every muscle and sinew to gain points, spectators yelling "their bloom in' heads off" (while the races were in progress!) and staff working together as officials to make the aftcrnoon worthwhile. We were pleased to have the presence of ~vliss J. 1vlcClarcll, Senior Physical Education Inspector, to present the trophies to Foundation House! A!togethcr throughout the term, 19 school records were broken and 14 Sports Day records. COLOURS Junior: Sandra Matthew, Phyllis Alexander, Deborah Goode, Denise Lucy, Leigh Cobbett. Half:

Barbara Wilson, Tracey Wilby, Julie Brown, Genieve Ali, Deborah Castle, Hazel Paul, Angela Protain, Deborah Cowen.

Full:

Susan Whitnell, Gillian Clarke, Margaret Poole, Susan Marks.

As one reads the individual reports, the excellence uf the fourth year girls winning all East London competitions can be clearly seen. When this year group entered Raine's it was obvious that there were girls of outstanding athletic, swimming and general games ability but it is encouraging that these girls have continued to represent the school loyally and they have been well supported by other girls in the year. There has been a marked interest throughout the school for aU aspects of the programme. In addition to the competitive side there are many other ventures which the girls pursue in the general P.E. programme. Courses in gymnastics, dance and swimming are followed, with senior girls having the opportunity to take part in sailing, badminton, volleyball, squash, judo, ice SKating, tahle tennis and horse riding. The sixth form develuped a keen interest in badminton and have enjoyed a series of their own inter-school matches. It was encouraging too to see an interest in tennis in the second year. Miss Warner kindly gave of her time to run a club for these girls - until the tennis net broke! I would like to take this opportunity to thank all those who make such a wide curiculum of physi足 cal education possible. The staff at Oakfield and Goresbrook Sports Centres, who organise tourna足 ments and competitions for East London children deserve a special 'thank you'. Without their time, energies and facilities our girls would have very few opportunities to participate in competitive sport. "Thank you" tou to the Headmaster and Mr. Spooner [or their interest and encouragement. Form and House staff have also played important roles in taking a keen interest in teams and individual pupils as they represent House and school. Finally, I would like to thank the staff who gave up much of their own time escorting teams to matches and trials, in addition to their invaluable help on games afternoons, not forgetting Barbara Wilson, the School games captain who has competently organised all senior teams on my behalf. A.M.L.

Boys' Games, 1975-76 ATHLETICS Whilst it is always nice to report team championships won during an athletic season, it must always be remembered that athletics is essentially an individua!l sport, and the fascination of an athletic season is to watch the con test between individuals and the stop-wa tch and the ta pe-measure in the track and field events. Championships were won, certainly, but this season was an outstanding one primarily because of the progress made by so many boys. At the end of this report there is a list of thos e who have achieved 'Five Star Awards' - th e highest award that can be won in schools' ath足 letics. This report is basically a tribute to those fine athletes who strove mightily but just fell short of this highest peak. The season started with the North London Grammar Schools' Championships and once again we turned out an excellent team. The seniors, led by Paul Jackson, came second in their section; the intermediates were placed fourth; but pride of place went to the juniors, who took first place. When the points were added together, Raine's WdS awarded the Grand Challe nge Shield by one point, more than compensating for last year's disappointment when we lost by one point after a recount. Next came the East London Championships, and here the senior team excelled, with individual wins by Keith Bennett, Gary James, John Stevens, Ian Glasby, James Adshead, Anthony Mulrenan, Anthony Purvis and Paul White. Both relay teams won, and we were East London Senior Champions. Other years did not do as well as this, but we were never disgraced: the fifth years were narrowly second; the fourth year team was placed fourth; the third years were sixth; the second and first year teams were both third. Once again, however, when the aggregate points were added up, we were East London champions, with Sl. Philip Howard second, and Parmiters third.

Gary James was the outstanding senior athlete, winning the London Schools intermediate 800m and being selected to represent London in the England Schools Athletic Championships. Of the inter足 mediates, John Wyatt, Nicholas Beeson, Tony Simpson, David Grout, Andrew Marks, David Lodemore and Ian Skeels were excelle nt competitors. The spirit of the fourth year team gen erally was excellent. In the third year, Kevin Knock, Perry Wright and Hilton Armand did well in the sprints; Michael Ttofa and Alan Subosits in the throws; Richard Sims in the jumps; whilst Ainsley Ali was an excellent all-rounder. The outstanding athlete of the second year was David Fletcher, who broke the school record for the high jump and also did very well as a decathlete. He was well supported in the second year by David Hodges, Scott Perry, Paul Watts, and Michael Jacobs, with Mark Robinson and Matthew Alabaster two of the most improved athletes in the school. We must have high hopes of the first year with some very promising performers: Gary Anderson was the year's outstanding athlete, winning the East London 400m and helping both first year relay teams to school records; Jeremy Shaw shows much determination in the sprints, and David Beater was undefeated throughout the season in the shot putt; Paul Sullivan is a top class hurdler , whilst John Green (1 F) and John Meredith throw an excellent javelin. All in all, a fair number of boys made a promising appearance on the athletic scene, but space pre足 vents a mention being made of all those who turned out and supported the school teams throughout the season. To all those we say 'well done' and 'thank you' for making this athletic season a memor足 able one. 60

FIVE STAR AWARD WINNERS First year D. Beater (F), P. Sullivan (F),j. Shaw (F), D. Ray (F),j. Green (M),j. Meredith (M), P. Martindill (S), P. Pallott (S), G. Anderson (W), D. Mould (W), C. \"'ebb (S). Second year M. Alabaster (F), H. Hatton (F), D. Fletcher (F), S. Perry (F), D. Hodges (S), M.jacobs (S), P. Lodemore (S), S. Wilson (S), F. Gharabaghi (S), P. Walts (W). Third year H. Armand (rvl), K. Knock (F), R. Sims (S), P. Wright (W), A. Ali (W). Fourth year M. Baker (M), A. Simpson (M),j. Wyatt (M), N. Beeson (F), D. Grout (F), P. Shaw (F), D. Lodemore (S), K. Foord (F), K. Henry (W).

The First Y ear Boys' Athletics T ea m

The Second Year Basketball Squad

BASKETBALL This has not been a very successful season as far as inter-school basketball is concerned because so many good players left school last year. Both the under nineteen and under sixteen teams progressed to the third round of the All England Schools' Championships but were not strong enough to progress further. The under fifteen team, with John Wyatt most prominent, was undefeated in East London League games and reached the last eight in the London Cup competition_ There are some very promising players in the under fourteen age-group, particularly Alan Subosits and Daniel Perkins, but in many games they found themselves overshadowed by the much taller opposition_ The most successful team in the school was fielded by the second year. With some tall players like David Fletcher and Lee Atkinson, Matthew Alabaster, David Hodges, and Michael Jacobs, they more than held their own against most teams and were, in fact, undefeated in the East London League, and reached the semi-final of the London Cup. In an exciting game of a very high standard against Hampstead School, we just lost by nine points. Teddy Ayres and Paul Watts also played very well for this team. The first year team had just one game, narrowly defeating Pimlico by 53 points to 49. There are again some very enthusiastic and talented players in the junior school, and they will do well to main足 tain the fine reputation of the School in this game.

SWIMMING Apart from a highly successful inter-house gala, which was held this year in the strange environment of the Goulston Street Baths, the main event of the swimming calcnrlar was the East London Swim足 ming Gala. We are not a strong swimming school, as we are unable to devote much time to it, but we are fortunate in having some very fine swimmers. At the senior level, Laurence Dalton, Ian Glasby and Tyrone Simpson gave excellent support, but it was our younger swimmers who were most successful. In the second year group, Peter Lodemore won the free-style and butterfly events; Denis Samuels, who was placed second in the England Schools' Championship, won his speciality, the breaststroke, and also the butterfly event in the third year section. David ..Lodemore did well to win the fourth year backstroke. There was good support from many other swimmers which resulted in the school team being placed second to the powerful Parmiters' team out of the eight schools entered.

H.L.

CRICKET RAINE'S O.K. The noble game of cricket has made a promising, if halting, return to the school sports curriculum, with teams representing all four junior years and the staff having played for the honour of the school agains t teams from Sir John Cass School. . Taking the least first, the staff indulged in a two match series with their counter-parts on such scenic greens as MiUwall Park and Hackney Marshes. In the first game, the talents of the Raineians' X were shown in greater relief than perhaps they merited in an overwhelming victory by 55 runs, Mr. Nice scoring 44 before being 'laid' out rather than run out going for a quick single on a slippery wicket. The second game produced a closer finish, Raine's IX winning by three runs; this famous victory must be accredited to the particular efforts of two contrasting members of the team: the first, our senior member, 'Weekes' Everton, who scored 61 runs, took two wickets, and held two catches close to the bat which would otherwise have gone for four; the second worthy was 'Dolly-drop' Wallis, whose beguiling, flighted long-hops and legs ide slow full-tosses helped the opposition to 134. The school teams have had inevitably mixed fortunes. Games have been difficult to arrange and were at first confined to regular games afternoons, but each year was given the chance to demon足 strate its eagerness by turning out on a Saturday morning. The third and fourth year teams provided makeshift elevens and lost quite beavily, though interest in the game was clearly evident. Mention of Dye and Cantwell must be made, and thanks expressed to all the boys who played. Greatest enthusiasm for regular Saturday matches came from the two junior sides. The second year has great potential, being well covered in aU departments. The early batting order was particularly impressive: Jennings, who also served as captain, Ayres, Attwaters and Vincent complemented each other well. The first year team played little, but Maloney, Biack, Lee and lsitt always tried hard, and they, too, beat their opposition. Although the season's efforts have been rather desultory, interest has been aroused and the response has been encouraging. Next season more regular matches may be arranged. S.E.J. 64

RUGBY First Fifteen: In many ways, the season proved one of mixed fortunes for a team which relied heavily up on the ability, and more es pecially th e enthusiasm, of newcomers to First XV rugby. The loss of ma ny talented individuals who left school at the end of las t year meant th at team spirit had to reach an even hi ghe r standard than usual. When the team gave of its best it sh owed that it could achieve respectable results: a go od win against Stepney Green and hard fought draws against St. Edward's and Ley ton Co unty are th e examples which come most easily to mind. The team acknowledges the enthusiasm and support it received fr om Mr. Croom (especially on Wednesday afternoons) and Mr. Long, who once again proved that he could motivate any team. Players who consistently played well a nd tried hard include J. Adshead, J . Newman, J. Lloyd , S. Mann. I should like t o wish next year's team the best of luck, and I hope thaI the fixtures situation improves.

.J.

C. Newman, VIU

Under Fifteens: Owing to a large number of cancellations this season, the team did not ge t into the swing of things. Too many gaps betwee n matches broke the momentum, and resulted in rather poor results. Those playe rs who turned up for matches were rewarded by gaining Jun io r Colours. All our tha nks go t o Mr. Lon g, Mr. Wallis and Mr. Johnson for their help durin g the season. John Wyatt, IVS Und er Fourteens: This seaso n's rugby turned out much as we ex pected - we lost as m any matches as we won, but it was lack of support from certain members of the team, and not lack of skill that was responsible. There were some outstanding players: Paul Cahill and Martin Bacon among the forwards; Richard Sims and Kenny Constantine, the backs, with Nevill e Tuck always ready to fill a gap. We should like to thank Mr. Long and Mr. Johns on for their encouragement and help throughout the season. Under Thirteens: It has been a bad seaso n for the Under Thirteens: we won one game against Morpeth and drew another two. Our po or season was due to injuries, an d the failure of some people to turn up. Nevertheless, Fletcher and Hatton were selected for East London, and a new player who came into the team was Vincent. The team would like to thank Mr. Johnson and Mr. Lon g for their work with us during th e season. Mark Gitt os, IIIM Under Twelves: The season was a fairly poor one, but we d eserved to win more than we did! We did well to co pe with t o ugher opposition, so metimes with o ut a full te am. We should lik e to thank Mr. Long a nd Mr. Hudson for helping us. J eremy Shaw, IF

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