1984 Yearbook

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There may be other reasons - ability, temperament, employment prospects anc! so on. which would suggest a certain career is unsuitable.

However there is an underlying belief that each girl has her song to sing and for it to be heard. she

must be given wise counsel and occasions for personal reflection and challenge.

The Schools Commission Report goes on to stress that the two qualities needed by girls today

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are competence and confidence. Any genuine

education must somehow engender these in all its students. Students can become competent with

skilful teaching and persistent personal effort on their part. Whether one has ten talents, five talents or one talent. the issue is how one uses it. It is part

of a school's task to help students discover and then develop such talents. whether it be to solve mathematical problems, manoeuvre a hockey ball.

present a logical argument in a debate or paint a portrait. Mary Ward put it like this "Let us do the 5.

little that iii us lies. We all have a talent - this is

one of tlie fundamental premises on which we base our educational endeavour at Loreto.

The other quality highlighted by the Report confidence. is at the heart of genuine education.

Confidence. self-confidence. is acquired in an atmosphere of encouragement. graded challenge

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and acceptance of failure. As adults in the learning environment, staff and parents have a responsibility to work towards creating that atmosphere.

Students need to learn to trust and not abuse this

environment. Given such attitudes. girls can receive

and gain from an honest communication whicli is based on tile mutual respect we extend to one

The Principal's Report In a recent report from the Commonwealth

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Schools Commission entitled Girls and Tomorrow:

As we move out of celebrating Loreto,

(October, 1984),

Mandeville H:ill's Diamond Jubilee (1924 - 1984)

disturbing evidence is produced to support the

into the world wide celebrations of the four

assertion tliat "Girls' potential is being limited by

the challenge for Schools

forces limit girls' options, their aspirations, their

hundredth anniversary of Mary Ward's birth (1585 - 1985). we realize that the task of humanization is an ongoing one. The call to full personhood

curiosity, their speech and their space. Schools

depicted iii the fresco on the Sistine Ceiling where

should help girls in the 1980's. It is sobering to

God reaches out to touch Adam, is an intimation

deeply entrenched sex-sterectyping ..... Social

realize that women's potential has still not been

realized and that Mary Ward's prophecy iii the 17th. century that "women in time to come will do much"has still to be fulfilled.

A single sex school is less oren to the charge of sex stereotyping in that the role models, the career advice and the aspirations of the students are sliaped by an environment which promotes a belief in feminine competence. Girls at Loreto are encouraged to come to know their strengths as persons and to plan for their future with these strengths as guides. Nothing is considered unsuitable as a career. simply because one is a woman.

of our destiny. Mary Ward spoke of this need iii the 1620's. the Schools Commission speaks of it in 1984. Until we realize ( in every sense of the word. both to understand and to make real) St. Paul's

assertion that "All baptised in Christ. you have all clothed yourselves in Christ. and there are no more distinctions between Jew and Greek, slave and free,

male and female. but all of you are one iii Christ

Jesus". (Galatians 3. 27). we still have need of schools. we still need to educate, we still need to learn.

(Sr.) Deirdre Rofe I.B.V.M. Principal. Senior School

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School Magazine 1984

It is the sixty years celebrations that stand out

Through all the trials and tribulations of the last sixty years Loreto Mandeville has not just

in my mind in reflecting on the year. With more

survived but thrived. For our foundations are

than 30% of the Australian population, and all of

laid not in sand, but in the solid rock of a trad-

our students at Toorak under the age of twenty it

ition that extends back not just sixty, but four hundred years! It is a tradition that values the abilities and talents of the individual, nurtured and

is important to consider what it means and why it is important to commemorate and indeed to celebrate tlie sixtieth anniversary of Loreto at Mandeville Hall.

developed in community. It is a tradition tliat recognizes and cherishes the preciousness of the

the past appear less daunting than tliose of the

person and encourages us to appreciate the preciousness of the moment and to face the future with confidence. It is this tradition and our participating in it and contributing to it that we celebrate and strive to perpetuate not just 011 the twenty-first of September but on every day.

present. and perhaps precisely in that we may

Aline Hunt

In those sixty years history books would tell us (for few even on the staff could claim such an age) of depression, recession, inflation, times of boom and of bust. of wars and disasters. It is only in retrospect that the challenges and the dangers of

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Back Row: L-R Mrs. Anna Pammer. St-. Bernadette

Gray IBVM. Miss Jennifer Cann.

Front row.L-R Mrs. Barbara Oats. Mrs. Arina

Back.· Mrs. Pat Schaefer, Mrs. Tina Middleton.

Van Dyke. Mrs. Kerrie Perry.

Mrs. Val Donald. Mrs. R. Taft.

Front.· Mrs. 1. Fraser Smith. Miss Sylvia Speyer.

Sr. Susan Daily IBVM. Miss E. Broomhead. it *f

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Library Staff:

Back: L. to R. Mrs Irene de Soysa, Mrs Carol Black

Front. L. to R. Mr David Callinin, Mrs Peg Goode, Mrs Therry Haas.

Computers

This year the students have been using the computer room before school and during lunchtime. Many different programs have been used ranging from the fun game of "Pacman" to the

basics of programming using graphics. The Koala Pad, S.A.M. (the talking disk); and the typing tutor have been used by many. Mouse with Mousepaint has been popular enabling students to produce illustrations with ease.

Colleen Wills, ffom Year 11, has done a

wonderful job of organising the lunchtime use of the computer room. Only twenty students at a

time are able to use the computer room and Colleen has organised year level monitors to fill in a list each week of girls who wish to use the computer room„

During class time the computers have been extensively used by both the junior ancl senior school. Computer Awareness and Computer Studies classes are run for Year 9, 10 and 11. Other

subject areas such as Physics, Geography, Science and Home Economies have used special programs when they are appropriate.

Janice Carpenter

The year started with a Camp at Tlie Basin. The

form grew closer together through some very special moments where people shared their talents and thoughts. These feelings were carried back to school the following Monday. as the hard I

grind hit us all.

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Term One was an endless stream of options. tests and bottomless cups of coffee. The holidays

were greeted with wild enthusiasm as a time of rest and work.

The highlight of the year came to Term Two, Two nervous announcers (Bert Newton eat your heart out) took to the stage and hosted an evening

of student talent. A great night was had by all.

The H.S.C.'s, not being the shy type. formed an integral part of the performance. whether they

were ghostly ghouls, dancers. drunken soldiers or conductors.

The continuing thoughts of the middle term were filled with wintery days huddled around 9 21.4

'surfers' (the heater) and avoiding the many 20*»> %*pl V V

'flu epidemics.

Third Term. the last in our secondary education, was an unnerving one: September trials and then

tlie real thing! One interruption was the Sixty Year Celebrations with the whole school joining together as one.

The year draws to a close and before us lie tliose dreaded final exams that either make or

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break us. At tliis point, I would like to extend my thanks to a variety of people. Firstly, to my

vice-captain Kerry. (the fastest hand for writing niinutes) for her lielp and advice throughout

our term in office: the remaining eight councillors for their continued assisance in all facets concer-

ning the school and for a great team effort: and my School Captain's Report The first bell for the school year heral(led us to

class as always, but this year was different. It was to be our final year at Mandeville together as a class. The challenge of H.S.C. and the workload loomed in front of us.

It was not a year of all work and no play. A walk into the common room at any time would show you that the more insane traits of the H.S.C. students predominated. Tlie common room became a meeting place as well as a solace in times of distress. A cup of coffee was always waithig (when the urn worked!)

Visitors were a frequent occurrence in the common room, ranging from the Form I's. the

staff to even a gorilla! (No it wasn't one of the male teachers!)

fellow classmates for their madness and readiness

to aid us whenever they were needed.

The teachers always offered their support and encouragement iii following through our ideas.

Mrs. Smale, Mrs. Hunt and Sr. Deirdre, we appreciate all the background work you (Iici for us.

Finally to the students, thanks for making this year very special in so inany ways.

For years now we liave been entering the back gate. climbing stairs, sitting in desks and hearing

the constant ringing of the bell, so much that they have become a part of llS. We have haunted the

school for a long time and have done a lot of growing up together. Next year we will have left tliese "liallowed halls" but the memories of tliese times will endure forever.

Catherine Soppitt. on behalf of the H.S.C. Class

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God, Who continues to bless us so abundantly.

One of the highlights of our year has been the celebration of our special Diamond Jubilee, and as we now look forward to the next sixty years we

stopped a while and remembered events of the past. As we sat at the feet of those who had gone before us and listened to their stories. their

memories of happy days, we could say 'yes Loreto

is special to us, because . . .' The teachers are the first to come to mind! lEach year we welcome newcomers. we are welcomed into a new class by someone we know has our interests at heart. This

year we found a new face in the Art room, Miss Davine. Miss Dickinson is our Physical Education

Teacher. she has introduced Movement Experience.

Miss Williamson is Year 5 Blue teacher. Mrs

Giudice has been working with Mrs Chancellor in the Library.

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The girls of Years 5 and 6 have been introduced to Computer. using the facilities of tlie Senior School and are looking forward to the time when the Junior School will have its own computers. We have all been able to do Olympic Gymnastics. as an extra. in our Multi-purpose Room. with Layton Gale. We have been able to invite our parents to our Infant Assemblies on Fridays. The Junior School Music department. linder the guidance of Mrs Frampton and Miss O'Beirne, has continued

to offer us the opportunity to make music in a variety of forms. We joined in the preparations for our Loreto Fair and reallv enioyed the beautiful day and activities. Tabloid Sports Day, a new

venture for us, a most successful and fun day with Mulliall winning and Barry the 'teani spirit' winners.

We have shared our talents, entertaining one

Our Junior School life is set within the life of

another and our parents with music. speech and

the Church. with a specific concept of the world.

drama and art. In Year 3 we liave celebrated tlie

life and of history, that concept is formed around the person of Jesus, His Gospel and His Church.

some of us in Year 6 have been confirmed. As our

'The life of Jesus Christ and the Church is about

year ends we also have farewells to make. We say

allowing all people to have many chances for 'getting on' in life. in the truly human sense of

goodbye to Miss Sadler and as we do so we remember Speech and Drama, plays. productions,

that term. The life of Jesus Christ is about res-

Assemblies. examinations, we thank her for her

pecting and encouraging people's various talents, About patience and tolerance, about equality.

contribution to the life of Loreto Junior School

The life of Jesus Christ is about challenging people and forgiving them, about listening to

many years of enrolling us and working in tlie

Sacraments of Reconciliation and Eucharist and

and wish her every happiness in the future. After office we very sadly say farewell to Mrs Crosbie.

other's points of view and being prepared to

thank you for so many things! We farewell Miss

change. The life of Jesus Christ is about hope,

O'Beirne as she goes to complete her Teaching

perseverance. new life. The life of Jesus Christ

course. We have delighted in her short time with us

is lived in community, where all are invited to contribute their skills, insights, attitudes. per-

and thank her for her care.

sonalities.'

'Growing Together' is the theme chosen to celebrate Victoria's 150th Birthday. We record in these pages the 'growing together' we have experienced in the Junior School in 1984. and we thank

It lias indeed been a 'growing time' for lis. Let us not forget all those who have shared themselves with us. may God bless them.

Sr Maria Bongiorno

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Loreto, Junior School Staff Back Row:

Miss Sally-Ann Dickinson, Miss Ann-Maree

O'Beirne.

Middle Row:

Miss Bernadette Tims, Mrs. Virginia Moloney,

Miss Anne Tierney. Miss Ann McKenzie, Mrs. Marianne

A Report from the Speech and Drama Department

Front Row:

Miss Rosemary Williamson, Mrs. Linda

Frampton, Sr. Marie Kelly. Miss Pat Moylan (Deputy

Principal), Sr. Maria Bongiorno (Principal), Miss Michelle Sadler, Sr. Margarita. Mrs. Shelley Singh.

During second term Year 5 girls worked on the plays which they will perform at this year's exam-

There is no point in work unless it absorbs you like an absorbing game.

inations and Year 6 girls busily prepared their Effective Speaking programmes.

Third Term will see the results of our hard work.

If it doesn't absorb you.

Years 3.4 and 5 girls will give a demonstration

if it's never any fun. don't do it.

Peters, Miss Marilyn Davine.

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of their exam work together with some entertaining drama items.

Michelle Sadler

Speech and Drama at Loreto aims to be fun and

absorbing. 1984 is proving to be another busy, rewarding year for students and teachers alike!

The year began with our participation in the annual Trinity College Award Concert. At the Concert we received a Special Award for the high standard of work presented by Year 6 girls at last year's examinations. The highlight of the concert was the presentation of a Victorian State Medal to Loreto for one of the Group Drama plays from the 1983 examinations. The successful

girls perfonned their play - "Doctor Dolittle

Junior School Library:

Learns Animal Language."

Mrs. Bev Chancellor

PREPS

Preparatory Class

Front

Back Row.L-R Mrs. M. Hull. Eliza Guthrie, Laurie

Johnston, Amy Thomson. Lucinda Robertson Angela

Toinkins. Nerita Benetti, Andrea Tiiley. Andrea Vidal.

Vaccari. Edwina Hurley.

Centre Row: L-R Emily Brooks. Sophie Gannon. Jennifer

Absent: Emily O'Connell. Chloe Adams.

Row: I, - R

Sybille de Montalembert. Stephanie

Zahara. Anna Chamberlain. Kate Kuring, Rebecca Ginies.

February

School

Family Day

of sums. We have lots of work sheets. Some of

The family day all started smoothly with a Mass.

While all the parents were talking the children

them are hard but I like worksheets. We do lots

started going to the tuck shop for their icy poles,

do Spelling and 1 like tliat. We go outside when it's

the girls on one side and boys on the other.

When the children went off to play on the "Life

sunny, but it rains sometimes and it's not fun when

Be In It" moon ball. then came the "trouble".

things.

At school we learn lots of things. We learn lots

and lots of sums. we have fun doing them. We also

it rains. I like school very much as we learn a lot of

. . . .The boys and girls started having a water

fight. Everybody was soaking while up in the senior school tile seniors were having a disco and coffee in the gardens. We had "Ace fun" at the Loreto family day.

Sally Cormack and Jenni Ingwersen. Year 5 Gold

Fiona Hammond. Year 1

Gym

Gyin is good. it's lots of fun. We go on the big

beam. We learn to do hand stands. 1 like Gyin a lot.

Anna Messina. Year 1

YEAR ONE

Loreto, My New School

Excursion Around Prahran in February

"It's so big." I kept saying as Mum took me into

We walked down to Clendon Road to catch

the classroom. Everything was so strange. So many

a train. We travelled down Malvern Road until

new faces. Natasha Peters asked if she could sit

we got to the Court House and went down Francis

next to me. She became my first friend. I loved

Street. We went down a little bit more then turned

school from then on. Everyone was so kind. I

into a little street called Dixon Street. We saw

was put into Miss Tierney's class and Miss

a few VERY little houses. When we were looking

Williamson's for Maths and English classes. I

at the houses a lady came out, she looked at us and

love coming to school and being there.

ran in calling to her husband to come out quickly.

She thought it was very funny to see all these little girls looking at her house. That afternoon we saw

Kate More-Wilton, Year 5 Red

weather boards. concrete terraces and brick. There

First Term

were millions of houses.

In first term we were all sitting down on the floor.

Jacqueline Senior, Year 4 Blue

wlien a bird flew in the window. We tried to catch it. but we couldn't. We went to watch televisio11.

It followed tls in. then it went out the window.

Emma Dunlevie, Year 3

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Year 1 Back Row:

Kylie Podolakin, Edwina Shmith, Danielle Burnes. Luisa Emily Burke. Rebecca Podbury, Rebecca

Ringersma, Nadya Miranda, Melissa Tilley, Amber Horsfall,

Alice Hume, Brooke MeLoughlan.

Middle Row:

Victoria Ellis, Elisha Hall. Katherine Fahy,

Vaccari, Fiona Hammond.

Front Row:

Letitia Gamble, Sophie MeGowan, Anna

Messina, Fiona Collie, Lisa Francazio, Amelie De Montalembert.

Absent:

Erica Stevens, Jacqueline Noble.

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Second Row: Sat'ah Clacherty. Jessica Drake, Brigid Byrne.

Back Row:

Marianne Davies, Miranda Ellis. Bianca Henning.

Alix McLoughlin, Christina Chisholm. Amy Bongiorno.

Rebecca Connell, Sarah Southall, Laura Robertson.

Fionna Scott. Sally Waugh.

Third Row:

Front Row:

Joanna Laurence. Libby Bowen, Holli Bourke-

Emily Loncraine. Penelope Doig. Jacinta

Finn. Clare Singh. Jaeniie Marker, Megan Larnach-Jones.

Finnigan. Olivia Burnes.

Daniella Passaro. Talia Karanicolas.

Absent:

March

Swimming Carnival

Ash Wednesday

Swimming Carnival at St Catherine's School. It

Caroline Morgan.

On the 14tli March 1984. the grade sixes had a

On Wednesday, 7th March, our school celebrated

was a freezing day and I think everybody agreed on

Ash Wednesday. We had to make a promise to Our

that. There were four schools competing, St Cath-

Lord to do something especially good and write

erine's. Morris Hall, Shelford, and us. Loreto. We

it down on a piece of paper. We all gathered

won tlie diving and the freestyle but in the other

around the basket ball court said some prayers

races. the other schools were a bit stronger than we

before we dropped our promise in a tin and then

were. But when we heard the final scores, we

Sister Maria set tire to the papers. Before home

were cheering and clapping and making our throats

time, at a paraliturgy. we were blessed with the holy

sore. even though we did come third. Morris Hall

ashes. The ashes consisted of the palm Sunday

came first, St Catherine's second and Shell'ord

ashes together with the ashes from our promises.

came after us. fourth.

This made it mean a lot to us.

Eliza. Year 6 Blue

Anita Clancy and Sarah Northan. Year 5 Gold I like this school because I have got a lot of friends.

Emily O'Connell

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YEAR THREE April

Trinity College

Jell's Park

On Sunday 15th of April, girls who participated in year 5 red group A 1983 drama examination were honoured to perform for a group of speech and drama teachers at Collingwood. Our group had won an award for the best group drama exam.

There were many other people present who had won awards, too. We enjoyed performing and watching other people's items such as drama selections. poems, reading etc. After we had performed we received a silver medal. We were very honoured.

On Tuesday 17th of April, Mandeville, Morris Hall. Shelford and St Catherines attended an

orienteering and games day at Jell's Park at Glen Waverley. We were all divided into five different teams: green, gold, white, blue and red. We also had a scavenger hunt in which we had to find feathers. rocks, leaves and other objects. We were

all given a map for the orienteering which showed us where to go and what to do. After we had finished all our games we had a barbecue for lunch, then continued with our activities. Some of the

Lilly Adams, Year 6 Gold

games we played were the egg and spoon race,

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cricket and relays. After all our activities we

Karen Howell. Year 6 Gold

returned to school by bus arriving back at 3.20.pm.

Kate Brownell, Year 6 Gold

Melanie Phingsthorne, Year 6 Gold

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Back Row:

Justina Carter. Jacqueline Bradshaw, Alexis

Hummerston, Claire Nelson, Olivia Jones, Sophie Freeman,

Emily Kift, Edwina Bowtell-Harris.

Kimmorley. Caroline Strahan, Sarita Merlo, Katrina

Front Row:

Laurence, Marika Benetti, Emma Dunlevie.

Middle Row: Natalie Bowden, Annabel Collie, Anna

Nolan, Kathleen McCarthy, Genevieve Jackman, Gabrielle

McCorkell, Melissa Schafheutle, Virginia Griffith.

Bowen. Rene Miller, Johanna Chester, Alyssa Orvis, Emily

Absent: Kate Johnston.

Michaela Keogh, Paige Hanrahan, Prudence

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Back Row: Ruth Smith, Kate Morrison. Macqueline Senior,

Front Row:

Liza Vanspall. Phillipa Cut Laura Borg, Alessandra Giorgione. Catherine Haridy. Sasha H:.bay.

Lincoln. Silvana Calleri. Michelle Francazio. Clare Chamberlin. Leanne D'Cruz.

Middle Row: T'amara

Absent:

Arapakis. Tiffany Blackman. Kendra

Ireland. Shara Canzano, Emma Keith. Anna Clynes, Jane

Therese Ryan. Vanessa Charles. Jasmine

Margaret Wilson

Class Teacher.· Mrs. J. Baskett.

May

The Farm

Queen of the May

names were Ben and Peter. Then we saw a cow.

We went to the farm. We saw two horses. T]ieir

Iii May, everyone in the Junior School had to

Some people had a turn of squeezing the teat,

bring a flower or more with their mothers name

Caroline drunk some milk. She said it tasted awful.

attached to it. for the Queen of the May

We saw some pigs and some plants too.

celebration. We tied all the tlowers in a bunch from

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Year 5 Gold. and wrapped pretty paper around them.

That afternoon we had an assembly to celebrate Mary. Queen of the May. Everyone sat down to listen to the other childreii who were talking about Mary. When they had finished we sang some songs

whilst one person from each class proceeded up to the statue of Mary and put their bunches of tlowers around the foot of Mary. Then Rebecca Gardener crowned Mary with the crown of flowers and after that we went back to our classroom.

Virginia Scarff and Kym Bonollo. Year 5 Gold

Photos

For the 1984 photos we went on the oval. The

preps were first to have their photos taken. It was liorrible waiting. It was very exciting when my

class were about to have our p110tOS taken. For the photos on our own we had to go up to the Senior School.

Alix McLoughlan. Year 2

June

Tuck Shop

The Junior School tuck shop used to be open every Monday for morning play you could get a

Receipe Day Handy Spandy Jack-A-Dandy

coffee scroll for 40c. You ordered your lunch on a brown paper bag. on which you wrote your name

Loves plum cake and sugar candy.

He brought some at a grocershop

And out lie came Hop, Hop. Hop. On Friday the twenty ninth of June. Grade six Goid had a recipe day. This was the culmination of

a unit we had done iii language on food. Each girl was asked to bring a favourite recipe of her choice and if she wanted she could also bring a sample of her recipe to share with the class. Some of the samples tliat were brought were: Brownies, ginger

bread men, hedge hog, chocolate peanut log and

an class and your order. Then you put in the correct money and put it in the lunch baskets. I

miss tuckshop. I wish they still had it. For it was a change from food from home.

Aniy Cleland. Year 5 Blue

I can do beautiful drawings. Mrs Hull and my Mum said so.

banana cake. When playtime came the lunch boxes

Angela Vaccari

remained untouched.

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Year 4 Gold

Back Row:

Kate Canavan, Caroline Schafheutle, Tina

Clissold, Louise Gardener, Melanie Maryanka, Stephanie

Chan.

Gentile, Robbie McHale, Michelle Thomas. Zoe Wliite,

Front Row:

Rachael Hodder, Rebecca But nes, Miss Ann McKenzie.

Centre Row: Andrea Blake, Tiffany Kelsey, Adelaide

Melanie Smith, Ella Bonello, Gizella Zagon, Alexia Bowtell-

Ericksen. Julie McCorkell, Juliarna Cleal, Alexandra

Angela Passaro, Fiona Power, Phoebe Fenwick.

Harris, Jackie Barber.

Absent:

Adams.

Louise O'Halloran, Melanie Danckert, Jessica

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Back Row:

Megan Walsh. Caroline Prouse. Georgina Kift.

Amy Cleland. Eleanora Barker, Lucy Ryan, Georgina Canty. Kate Collie. Julia Calman, Danielle Merlo.

Middle Row.

Kate Ball, Natasha Hutton. Lisa Sculley.

Francoise Bradshaw. Holly Francis. Silvana Lira, Sabina Cietriello. Raelene Howie. Rebecca Gibson, Monique Ireland. Kirsty Davison. Elizabeth Clancy.

Front Row: Frances Heap. Jillian Grochowski. Melissa Graydon. Andrea Kuc, Anna Rhodes.

July Music Festival

It was the 1 8th July the day in which we would be performing for 7 other schools. When we got to the Camberwell Civic Centre we went up onto

the stage because we were first. We had to set up and now we were waiting to start. A man had given

a speech and introduced us. Then Mrs. Griffiths gave the sign and we were starting, first we played Dr. Who then Eye Level. After we had finished

Week. My friend and I designed a magazine which

included recipes. jokes. stories, an employment page. puzzles and poems.

We had a great time writing it and had a little bit of difficulty getting it organized. It was a great success and we would like to do it again.

The name of our magazine was called "The ..

Animal Review .

Michelle Siwka and Kate MeNally, Year 6 Blue

Eye Level we went off the stage with our instruments to sink thankfully in our seats to listen to the other schools.

Olympics Emma Noonan and Vanessa Brown, Year 5 Gold

J uly 19th Book Week Competition In July. 6 Blue's teacher, Mrs. Peters organized

a writing competition as it was Children's Book

At the School Olympics we had a Marathon race. It was good. For the parade we all dressed up

in Japanese Clothes because that was Year One's country. We walked around and showed the other classes our country and they showed us theirs.

Jacqueline Noble. Year 1

August

Miscellaneous

1 have learnt to read this year. 1 like reading. I

Ballet

I saw the Ballet people W11O came to the School.

am very good at it. Mummy and Daddy and Mrs Hull are proud of me.

It was good. There was a boy and a girl doing

Eliza Guthrie

ballet. She was beautiful. I liked the bongo drums.

Prep.

Melissa Tilley. Year 1

Year 4 Netball Match

The Musical Evening . . . .

Zoe and Kate were the goalers, Kendra was centre. I was goal defence. It was a great match and it was our first. We practised most of the week. The day before the match we had a game

with the grade sixes. We were playing against Shelford. The first three goals were quick. then it started to slow down. At half time oranges were

given out. At the end of the match we had won.

August 2nd had finally arrived. We had been

practising and preparing for this night for so long. It was the musical evening. Tlie choir and orchestra

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individually. We were all very nervous when it was our turn to perform. Everybody tried their hardest and gave it all they had and it was a great success.

The scores were sixteen to two.

Sarah Mei-covich, Year 6 Red

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Back Row: Sarah

Northam, Elizabeth Breen, Gabby Cadden. Suzanne Keogh, Kate Richmond. Simone Willis, Sally Cormack, Marcelle Crosby, Jennifer Ingwersen, Melinda Kerr.

Centre Row:

Michelle Treloar, Christie Davies, Julia

Borghesi, Vanessa Brown, Anna McArdle, Phillippa Connell, Emma Noonan, Johanna Macey, Jane Crawford, Anita

Clancy.

Front Row:

Marlese Byfield, Jodie Brasher, Mary Jo Hurry,

Janie Kuster, Juliet Buccheri, Rebecca Carnovale, Virginia Scarff, Kym Bonollo.

Absent:

Fiona Von Menge.

Year 5 Red Back Row:

Cormack. Victoria Incani. Melissa Schutze, Shannon Gibbs,

Diana Roche, Laidley Nathan, Catherine

Latimer. Dominique Burnes, Charlotte Giudice, Hannah

Richardson, Victoria Lawler, Natasha Peters, Josephine

Front Row:

Emily McGuigan. Annelaree Broomhead,

Camilla Drake, Emnia White. Annabel Loncraine, Emma

Hicks, Anthea Greenway, Sarah Magee.

Gardner, Kate Moore-Wilton.

Centre Row:

Fiona McKinnon.

Gemma Williams. Lisa Francis, Melinda Steel.

Absent.· Sarah Bourke

Diana Sweeney, Catherine Maimone, Anthea Duke. Anna

60th Year of Loreto in Toorak

September When we had our Reconciliation we did a play with puppets. It was about The Loving Father.

Melissa Schailieutle. Year 3

This year we have been celebrating 60 years Loreto, Toorak. On Friday 2 lst September we had a Mass at St Patricks's Cathedral. When we were

back at school we played some of the gaines we

had brought to school ourselves. After lunch we had a hat parade. We had to parade around the new "Picasso"

Multi-purpose Room and one of the classes judged

On the 14tli September, Grade 5's and 6's went to the Picasso exliibition in the National Art

Gallery. The exhibition will stay in Melbourne from the 28th July to the 23rd September then it

will go to Sydney. Pablo Picasso was born in 1881 and died in 1973. We learnt many things about his Blue, Rose and Cubism periods. We also found out that lie is the most famous 20tli century artist. We saw many of his paintings at the

exhibition and some of them I really liked, but no

us, For the rest of the afternoon we played our games and then went home. We really had an enjoyable day but all the fun and celebrating wasn't finished for the day. That night we had a concert for the Seniors and the Junior School Choir and Orchestra at de La Salle Hall. This was

the first time the Juniors were taking part in a Senior School Concert so we were very honoured.

The Concert that night turned out to be very successful.

Jacqui Fahy, Year 6 Red

all of tliem.

Lisa Francis. Year 5 Red

YEAR SIX October

Loreto Fair

Everyone enjoys having fun together and what better way to at a fair. So on the 6th October.

1984 Loreto had its first fair. It was what you could call liaving a great time. There were big blue and white marquees around the outside of the oval.

I liked the Father/Daughter Mass. I wore a big flower dress. I was pretty.

Stephanie Johnston

like blue and white mushrooms on a patch of grass.

It was a great way to gather all the school children and friends together. Most ganies and many gifts were second-hand, though were good value. There

were ice-creams, popcorn and what would a fair be without music, so some Xavier boys came and played in a big brass band. Also there were many half-court games of tennis. I went to the fair and

had fun with my friends. I am sure everybody else

Science Week

In Science week we were taught about balloons. we learnt a lot of things. One was you need two ballloons and a bottle of hot and one of cold water. . tlie balloon over the hot water will rise and

the one on the cold water bottle will clop down. It was good when we saw it.

Luisa Vaccari, Year 1

who went did too.

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Eliza Larratt, Lucia Bongiorno.

Casi Williams, Catherine Quinn, Danielle

O'Donoghue. Vivienne Gontier. Jane O'Connell, Sarah Fogarty, Dana Poulos, Emily Arthur. Kellie O'Dwyer.

Katie Reidy, Tina Toscano, Georgina Roche.

Sally Kuster. Melanie Brown, Fiona Price. Megan Preiss

Middle Row:

Front Row:

Karly Todaro, Kate MeNally, Emma Lund, Georgina MeLean, Jessica Lyons, Jacinta McCarthy, Michelle Siwaka, Rebecca Thiel.

Absent:

Catherine O'Brien, Dominique King.

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Vennix. Clare Streten. Angela Orvis, Lilly Adams, Annele

Lucy MeNaniara. Samantha Rosich. Rebecca Gardner, Kate Moulton, Karma Bottari. Sonia Francazio, Alex Galante. Hannah O'Brien, Siobhan Merlo.

Back Row:

Miss P. Moylan, Claudine Martini-Piovano, Julie O'Shea, Tracyanne D'Cruze, Sarah L'Hullier. Tanja

Centre Row:

Cust. Justine Walsh. Cathy Gill.

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Row. Melissa Ludescher. Karen Howell. Kate

Brownell. Danielle Mealey, Melanie Phingsthorne. Fiona Williamson. Sarah Lethlean, Natasha Wark.

Absent:

Sophie Adams

October

Father/Daughter Mass

Petersville Excursion! !

See the Mandeville girls boarding the bus.

As shouts and laughter fill the air

At tlie Father/Daughter Mass we sang lots of songs. Alex did tlie actions of Let us say thanks.

for they are going to an ice-cream fair.

that was special for Year Two. I missed one of the

Soon the travelling bus comes to a stop

songs because we were a bit late. After Mass we

and they all jump out with a frisky hop.

had breakfast.

While they enter Petersville ice-cream factory

Brooke McLoughlan, Year 1

a cold shiver runs down their spine.

As they enter the cold and noisy mine ice-cream, chocolate, strawberry delight can all be seen from every sight.

Willy Have a Go

We went to Willy have a go and I thought Willy

Delicious. luscious, scrumptious treats

was very funny. There was a Silly man and he

but all in vain,

turned off the Olympic fire because he did not

we must leave

want to exercise. Willy got him to and the fire

for the bus is awaiting for us to retreat.

Dana Poulos, Year 6 Blue

went on again. 11oved it.

Amelie de Montalembert. Year 1

November

We are going to have a Christmas Assembly. I am excited. My Mummy and Daddy will be happy.

The Park

Anna Chamberlain

We went to the Park last Friday. We had fun

Prep.

after we'd eaten our lunch. I rolled down the hill.

We played races and we played on the swings and other things.

Elisha Hall. Year 1

1 won first prize for running on Sports Day. My Mummy and my two sisters came to watch me.

Sophie Gannon Prep.

1 won the Prep. Melbourne Cup Sweep. The name of my horse was Black Knight. 1 won three prizes.

This is my first year at school and I can dogood things.

Sybille de Montalembert

Edwina Hurley Prep.

We went to see the play. "The Colour Keeper", at the Arts Centre. The story was about the

unhappy colour of green. We learnt how to make green happy.

We did cooking at school. It was iiiteresting and fun. I cook at home with Mum too.

Jennifer Zaliara

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Karen O'Connor. Katherine Vouvaris. Francesca

Marsan. Sophie Duggan, Frances Johnson.

Middle Row: Siobhan Sullivan. Gabrielle Briglia. Lisa Caleo,

Katherine Ryan. Elizabeth McArdle. Alexandra Connell,

Aoife O'Duill, Megan Hicks. Lisa Cunningham, Sarah

Stokes.

Front Row:

Angela Cole. Helen Thorn. Sarah Mercovich,

Georgina Borg, Sonia Stewart. Jacqueline Fahy, Sally Tester. Virginia Keogh.

Absent: Andrew.

Rebecca Chapman. Anne-Marie Dickinson, Emma

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Junior School Music Report 1984 has been a very exciting year in the music department. The Junior Choir, Orchestra and Recorder Groups have provided us with many hours of pleasure and merry music making!

We began the year by watching the professionals

honour of being invited to accompany The Juniors' singing in St. Patrick's Cathedral to mark our 60th year celebrations. Following this the choir and orchestra sang and played in the conert at De La Salle Hall.

in action! Our visit to tlie Melbourne Concert

All these groups played an important role Lit Loreto as they provided the very first opportunity

Hall to see the Melbourne Symphony Orchestra

for young instrumentalists and singers to experience

was a source of great inspiration. In Term 2 the

tile joys of creating music in a multi-group. As well

orchestra was fortunate enougli to perform at

as performing in any special events during the year.

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these girls participate constatitly in our Liturgical

Camberwell Civic Dentre. We regarded this

celebrations and assemblies. It is our hope that

experience as a 'test run' for our own Musical

from this initial experience the girls will continue in their mastery of skills and that this will prepare

Night to be held later ill the term. 'A Musical Evening with the Juniors' was held on August 2nd and this provided all girls in the choir, orchestra and recorder groups with the chance

to share their work with their parents and friends.

This tenn the Recorder group had the great

them for the challenges offered iii the Senior School.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank

all staff. parents and girls who help us in our Ilitisical pursllits.

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Junior School Choir Front Row:

Sarah MeGee. Melissa Graydon, Virginia Scarff, Catherine O'Brien, Kate Collie, Melanie Smith, Sally Tester,

Phillipa Connell. Alex Galante. Catherine Gill, Francesca

Sarah Mercovich, Georgina Kift, Jane Crawford, Kate

Marsan. Raelene Howie, Emily Arthur, Miss A. O'Beirne.

Brownell, Fiona Williamson, Jacqui Fahy, Sarah Lethelan.

Back Row:

Elizabeth Clancy, Emma Hicks.

Toscano. Eliza Larratt. Alex Connell. Melanie Brown. Clare

Middle Row: Mrs L.

Streten. Angela Orvis. Kathryn Ryan. Megan Hicks. Frances

Franpton, Samantha Rosich. Jessica

Lyons, Melinda Steele. Siobhan Merlo. Catherine Quinn

Emma Noonan. Anne Marie Dickinson, Justine Waish,

Gabrielle Briglia, Lucia Bongiorno, Tina

Johnson, Megan Preiss, Libby Peters.

Art 1984

My favorite thing tliis year:, Jennifer Zahara - Prep.

Making animal clocks. There were penguins and elephants and other animals.

Katherine Fahy - Year One

Painting masks - I did a pig.

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Making James and the Giant Peach. We drew the silkworm, James, tlie centipede, the grasshopper and others.

Paige Henrahan - Year Three

Making Caterpillars. We got a tin foil roll and wrapped scrap paper around it and

glued it. I did spots on mine. We put a circle for the head and another on the

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Painting backgrounds. We did trees, people and the sky.

Melinda Kerr - Year 5 Red

Making animal boxes. I did a penguin with coloured paper and glue.

Rebecca Burnes - Year 4 Gold

Making transport out of boxes for our transport projects. We made boats. traiiis, buses and cars.

Samantha Rosich - Year 6

Making paper mache puppets.

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Emily Arthur, Melinda Steele. Miss P. Moylan,

Angela Orvis. Johanna Macey, Frances Heap.

Front Row:

Fiona Williamson. Anita Clancy, Emma Hicks.

Elizabeth Breen. Jacinta McCarthy.

Junior School

Sport Captains Back Row:

Tanja Vennix (Capt. Barry). Rebecca Chapman (-Capt. Mulhall), Miss S. Dickinson. Lisa Caleo (Vice-Capt.

Barry). Megan Hicks (Capt. Mornane)

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Sarah Lethlean (Vice-Capt. Ward), Lucia Bongiorno

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CREATIVE Dear Sr. Ruth,

Throughout the past two years 1 have enjoyed

all my classes in the Creative Studies' Programme, they liave opened up my areas of work and I have

learned many skills. 1 can now change a car wheel. create a delicate lacy crepe. or a brandy snap. take a photograph and even write a poem! I have learnt

to open my mind. take in knowledge and perform Oil a stage.

Thank you for a wonderful experience.

'I hank you Sr. Ruth.

Lindsay Carroll. Year 11 Red

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I have thorougly enjoyed my Pottery Classes. 1 had never done Pottery before but certainly intend to do more in the future. i have only been at Mandeville a short time, but have thoroughly

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enjoyed the Creative Arts lessons. And being new,

these classes gave me an excellent opportunity to get to know many of the girls, not only in my Year, by in Year 10 as well. So - Thankyou!

Suzanne Knutsen, Year 11 Blue

STUDIES

Dear Sr. Ruth,

Tliroughout the two years of Creative Studies I ---- --Ill have learned basically, how to use a Computer, make garments iii Craft Workshop, learnt a few pottery skills and made some pots; received a First Aid Certificate and now know how to treat a

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person in trouble: made a film in VideoPhotograpliy and learnt how to get on when

travelling in France! But - the thing I most enjoyed was 5ocial Service - the kids at Berry Street Day Care Centre were just beautiful, and I

loved every minute I spent with thein. (*I have learnt the art of cooking and greatly enjoyed tlie luncheon at the end of term) Thank you Sr. Ruth, for what I think is a very

enjoyable, beneficial and generally enlightening programme. I have learnt a lot. Lots of love and best wishes for the future.

Jackie Bailey, Year 11 Red

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rhank you for two fantastic years of Creative Studies. Last year I did Social Service. Craft Workshop and careers and Computer Studies. This year 1 did more Social Service and also Grooming and Deportment, Pottery and finally Hostess Cookery.

I enjoyed Craft Workshop because I love making clothes for myself, enjoyed Careers as it was so

very useful and found Computers to be great fun.

Grooming and Deportment was helpful and inter-

esting and Pottery again, a lot of fun. Hostess Cookery was very enjoyable (and fattening!)

Above all, I enjoyed Social Service. It helped me to realise how lucky I am. and also taught me how to act with and talk to people whom I don't know. and who are less fortunate than me. The whole

programme expanded my life and rny thinking, and 1 did many things that I would not normally have

done. and met many people whom I would not usually meet.

Thank you once again.

Dear Sr. Ruth,

Shanta de Soysa, Year 11 Red

1 have only done Wednesday Programme for three terms altogether. In this time I have done Human Values and Social Service. both of which lip

taught me pretty much the same things. 1 learnt how people work and re-act to certain situations

and people. 1 also found how I have been able to react. Most importantly 1 learnt about what I have to give. and how to enjoy giving even if I do not receive in return.

I am only sad that Social Service has ended. I will be going back though and look forward to the Christmas Concert whicli we have been asked to

help with.

Jane Dickinson. Year 11 Blue

Sr. Ruth.

Thank you for a most enjoyable two years of

Wednesday Programme. I've learnt skills in Typing, Computers and Cooking. I liave been able to obtain

my Learner Driver's License through the help of Pre-Driver and Car Maintenance. (And 1 can change

a tyre iii 3 minutes!) I liave also been able to keep my physical side in shape with Jazz Ballet and Aerobics. Hostess Cookery helped me put back all the weight tliat I lost earlier. As you can see I have been able to sample many sides of education through your programme.

Tliank you.

Patsy Lee, Year 11 Red

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At the Tramstop

Loneliness

There was movement at the ttramstop.

Tlie terrible price to pay

for word had passed around,

For isolating yourself. from otliers

old 72 was on its way,

Is the desolateness, you

but slowly coming down.

Are left with. called

All the students near and far

Loneliness.

had gathered for this sight,

This desease

pushing and slioving to make their way -

That man brings

or else they'd wait all night.

Down on fellow man

The girls. they started to scream and yell,

A blow that

they all rushed for the door,

Mercilessly strikes.

"Hey, tell those kids up the other end

But a cure

is here for those that care.

It's easy, you will see, Just to try it„ Do it now Reach out

to move up a little more."

And touch another's

The woman with the white hat on, did her very best,

Hand. then smile.

This is the cure.

but nothing could stop tliose charging girls, Do it now

who squashed iii all the rest.

Because tomorrow

And then a yell from the one in charge, "Move off. There is no space.

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It may be you, Who is stricken by

No one would listen. no one could hear,

The disease, called

their minds set on the race.

Loneliness.

Camille Folley, Year 11

Terese Ovens, 9 Blue

Education Today and Education Tomorrow The dictionary definition of education is as

follows: "The act of imparting knowledge or skill.

Behind education in Melbourne and all over the

world is the education system which is the environment in which students are taught and the

origin of the decision to use methods and equipment with which students are taught. The changes in the education system between today

and the future are what this essay is concerned with.

Although iii the future curricula will be

advancing towards computer knowledge and widening students' scope into new and developing fields, most of the changes in school systems should be directed towards encouraging human

development. This is because many people are increasingly becoming very slack with their morals '.

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these days, and the crime rate is rising.

Mr David Chittock. a psychology professor. believes that self-esteem is the key to academic success. I feel that tliis aspect does help because,

being a student niyself. I know that if a teacher is constantly pointing out my failings in written work with bold red ink and neglecting my good

points by leaving thein without a mark of praise, I feel as if I have done badly and I do not try as hard next time.

In the future I feel that some teacliers' attitudes

should change. Many teachers today simply teacli in order to obtain an income. Students can

perceive this which is frustrating. These teachers are the ones whose students become rebellious and

receive poor results. However. in the future.

because of rising unemployment and an abundance of teachers, schools will be able to afford to choose carefully and reject those who are unsuit-

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able for the position. Also, due to the high standard of excellence being achieved by many students, a future employer will be free to choose socially aware. conscientious men and women out of his

set of applicants. all with excellent qualifications.

garten. and continue to do approximately twelve

But what about the students who do not

years of schooling. finishing at sixteen years of

succeed? Unfortunately. apathy often prohibits

age. This would be good for the child because

pupils performing to the best of their ability.

This often causes frustration which results in the

children actually want to start learning at this early age, hence he or she starts school with a positive

child leaving school altogether. This chain reaction continues and it very often leads to catastrophic

attitude. and has a good chance of maintaining this

results. such as a life of crime or even suicide.

attitude throughout his life.

In future schools, parents, hopefully. will have

In future schools. it would be commendable if

a much greater involvement. It is very iniportant

one of the main features were to be allowing all students to do some social work in the community.

for a child to grow up with a good. stable relation-

This will widen the students' views on what is in

guidance and inspiration. Many children do not

store for them by seeing the types of work avail-

work unless encouraged or even forced by their parents. Because students are at school for up to

able. It will also give them an opportunity to aid

the people who have made niistakes with their lives and now regret them. This scheme will be beneficial for the community and a lesson in awareness for the student who may decide to stay at school and try his or her best for that one extra

year. It also gives the students a sense of responsibility and independence which are very important

for their growth and maturity.

Another feature in future schools will probably be the children's age of commencement and graduation from school. A child is at his or her greatest capacity for learning at three years of age

according to marty psychologists and researchers in this area. Therefore. instead of starting school at the standard age of five years. children should

ship with his 6r her parents. Parents are needed for

six hours a day, five days a week, parents are obliged to know everything that happens, and occasionally visit their child at school and talk to the teacher to see how the child is working.

It would be helpful, especially for the more

senior students. if meditation becomes a part of schools' activities in the future. Much pressure is laid upon students to pass their "Higher School Certificate" right from Year Seven, not with mere 's" and "D's" but with high "A's" and "B's".

Meditation will not relieve this pressure, however, it may help many students to be able to cope with it. H.S.C. exam procedure may be altered iii the future, but this is an area in which very few are able to make predictions.

Sally Evans. Year 11

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locker. I pull it out. But alas. when I open the brown paper bag. what meets my eye? None otlier than y

one healthy, whole-grain sandwich. one

piece of carrot cake. and several pieces of fruit. i eat the ineasly morsels. and prepare myself for the rest of the day.

That night, after doing my homework I go downstairs for dinner. 1 have in front of me....

you guessed it. A plate of healthy food. Oil my

plate is a piece of fish, a half-cooked jacket potato and (horror of horrors! ) a side-dish of salad! I eat this with the thought of desert, but alas. what does darling Mother pull out of the 'fridge'?

What else, but fruit salad!

Exhausted. I fall into bed. dreading the next

day.

Not only does the fitness disease affect people's lives. but it also affects fashion. One day I was reading the newspaper when I saw a picture of a man. jogging along in a garbage bag!

Even at school we cannot escape the fitness craze. Only the other day. in religion. we were lying on the floor meditating C and I was just at the stage of imaging a giant-size. chocolate milk shake ) when suddenly the year eleven aerobics class started downstairs. 1 was aroused from my daydream by "Private Eyes. They're Watching

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You . the thumping of feet on wooden tloor boards. and a teacher's voice calling out and two. keep in time girls !

The fitness disease is extremely contagious. The first synipton is when you get the urge to jump out of bed. at the crack of dawn. to go for a jog

Those Fitness Fanatics and their Slimming Machines Ladies and Gentlemen.

around town for a couple of hours. The next sign is when your legs automatically lead you away from the milk bar, and into the healtli food shop.

I am sure that you have all had soine kind

Then you start going to exercise classes. and

of experience of a fitness fanatic. or you may

then you join in with the "Richard Simmons

even be one. If you are not a fitness fanatic.

Show". And then the last. and most deadly sym-

but you live in the same house as one. then 1

pton, you buy an exercise bike or jogging mat!

certainly sympathise with you. There are two

1 have already told you of my father and his

at our place, Mum and Dad. My whole life is filled

exercise bike, but you haven't heard about my

with fitness and health!

mother and her logging mat! This is you another

1 wake up, at the lovely hour of six o'clock in

instrument of torture. It is a small, round. tram-

the morning, to the nielodious sounds of darling

poline like contraption, and extremely addictive.

Father on the exercise bike. To the rhythm of

The family bought it for Ill lim'S birthday. and.

heavy panting and snorting, I doze off. until

when it was unwrapped, we all had a go on it.

6.45. I then arise and gracefully fall down the

When my turn came around I stepped on. At

stairs, to meet Mother. Blinking in tlie morning

first 1 just hopped around, then I started to jump

light, I stare at her, wondering how she can look

up and down, and then (shock, horror) I began to

so cheerful at this hour of the morning. 1 race

jog! It was terrible! Icouldn'tstop forhalf an hour!

through my breakfast, which consists of freshly

My legs just automatically moved up and down,

squeezed orange guice, a bowl of "Weeties" (bec-

ause they have no added sugar!) and something that looks remotely like tomatoes on wholemeal

toast! With this partly digested I leave the house for school.

After managing to struggle through the first half of the day, 1 look forward to lunch. Racing to my

and up and down! Even now I shudder to think of it.

So the next time someone asks you to join

them in an exercise class, just remember - "Fat is FUN. but thin is SIN!" Rachel Walsh, 9 Green

His Timeless Dreaming

Back beyond the reach of time.

The Debut

He walked unto His chosen soil.

The girl left her country home

And beneath a fiery. dawning sun,

She vowed not to return.

Planted the seed of His Soul:

Slie left it for the city

A flower in the desert bed.

To seek the things she yearned.

The Dreaming Spirit:

It would all be so easy

ts scars upon His broad, back breast:

To achieve her goal of fame.

The bark in which His name is carved;

Her face upon the big wliite screen

Echoes of the ancient songs:

To make herself a name.

Paintings on His sacred rock.

Innocent little fool she was

Australian Aborigine-

Eighteen and naive.

Eternal heart of His does beat.

The steady flow of saliguine rivers:

Girl you forgot reality

Lifeblood of the Timeless Land.

Of being lonely cold and poor Dole queues and the hunger pains

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Pains you can't ignore.

A thousand dogs

Not one friend at all had slie

Devour His seem.

And lonely niglits were spent.

A shower of bullets

She succumbed unto the strangers Brought them home to pay the rent.

Shatter His skull.

A hunted animal,

A life of sleazy wine-bars,

Deprived a soul.

Of men who forgot her name.

As battered corpses

Walk-on parts in stage-productions

His children lie,

That never brought her fame.

Decaying in the reddened dust.

Vanishing from the silent plain.

A burning ambition

White Man stakes liis claim.

To see lier name in lights

Two hundred years -

Cost her an innocence

A blood-stained era;

Given up without a fight.

For White Man unfurled a tainted flag.

The woman left the city

And beneath the Southern Cross declared

She vowed not to return

This Land unto his own.

She left it for the country home

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Yet, now all hands touch this earth,

Jo-Anne Kydd, Year 11

Feel its tender warmtli Its breath of life.

Children of the Southern Land

We are one, one mighty river.

Aborigine, He freely flows His chosen course.

His heart it swells within the slianty, Nourished by the savoured bottle,

Enlightened by the Messiali, Disease.

He is tlie Aborigine,

Given back His Dreaming Soul.

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"Open the Door. What do you Find?"

enter and i am alone.

As I stand on the threshold of a new existence.

I have opened my mind only to reveal tlie

with the key to another life in my hand. many

contradictions of my belief in humanity. TIle

thoughts flash through my mind. If I unlock the

world I had believed iii did not after all exist. It

door, open it and enter, what shall 1 find?

had been a myth iii my inind. I reluctantly realize

'Australia', say the advertisements. 'The land

that I had led a cocoon existence. Prejudice.

of opportunity and Ireedom'. is the gamble worth

injustice and racism thrived in my new world. The

taking? Shall I conimit myself? Tlie chance taken

land of sun. fun and space wliere empty promises. I

may pay off or 1 may suffer. who knows'? I have so

had been sunburnt. fooled and isolated. I am an

many questions that need to be answered -

island amidst this hatred.

nothing ventured nothing gained'? Shall I migrate

The cliches avowing a happier. healthier life

iii 'the lucky country' cannot be heard above the

froin my saddened war-torn Kampuchea?

My curiosity is unbounding as my five senses

aggressive shout so often heard. "Stop the Asian

twitch with the prospect of a new experience.

Invasion" they welcome me. My blind faith is

Yet, the future frightens me. It is so protected

shattered. men have no compassion? The sacred

here with my family and friends. They support

truths of yesterday are being tapped on the

and love me but would they be willing to rescue me

shoulder. what I never doubted is now in doubt.

if 1 left this haven of existence. There is no return.

The door of opportunity hail been opened only

Life cannot remain static it- one is to lead a

to reveal injustice. prejudice and hatred. Man's

fulfilled reality. 'There is no one so blind as he who

inhumanity to man walks with me. haunts me. I

does not wish to see'. My teniper can no longer

had opened the door to a new life only to find

be contained. My hand fumbles for the lock. A

many more doors locked and barred.

flick of the wrist Lind the challenge is on. Every

With hope and truth as my bodyguards. I shall

muscle is tensed as 1 ease the door open. ...

continue to knock on these closed doors. Knock,

slowly ..... slowly. A sudden rush of doubt

with my honey coloured hands. Watch through my

and regret circulates my body as my lieart thilds

slanted eyes. lor acceptance: for a door to open.

with every extra inch that is revealed to me. I

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to the lifestyle of gliding along on the crest of tlie waves at one moment, billowing along peacefully on opalescent waters of holidays the next, and at times nearly sinking into the murky, green depths of exams.

She hopes to form beneficial relationships between her sometimes tyrannical teachers and herself (between suffering bouts of scurvy from soggy pies offered to her at regular intervals).

She expects to sail slightly off course to enrich her at regular intervals). She expects to sail slightly

off course to enrich her mounting knowledge by travelling up rivers, or to islands where she can pursue subjects or hobbies she has a particular interest in; her main one at this stage of her life, being the Sweet Dreams Island where she can recline on tropical beaches and fantasize about that ever elusive romance.

The final test of knowledge, skill and stamina comes at the end of the thirteenth year. The weather stirs the most horrendous storm it can

create. It is now when her mind lingers on the reports she has heard from her fellow voyagers.

Those horrifying stories of the cannibalistic

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students blood. Many brave travellers had lost their lives this way. Rumours splashed through the

Beginnings are usually filled with hope, the

beginning of School was no different School has many challenging beginnings and

the most important. of course, is the beginning of school itself which the petrified little girl is about to embark upon. Does she realize just how expansive the proportions of the adventure she is hesitatingly slipping into at the raw age of five are?

It amazes me when people are so astounded with

the achievements of people like Columbus. What did lie do but sail away :n a boat, run into an unknown continent and return home to demand

recognition in the history books? Yet every day the little girl and millions of her fellow-adventurers seek new horizons and look for routes to

knowledge: the unsung heroes of the day. Tliey sail away at the age of four or five on an epic

sea-spray had informed her that the cannibals were sadistic teachers driven insane by pupils and that the only joy they had left in life, was to torture them unmercifully. The barbaric side of school was starting to raise its horny head from the depths of the sea.

The winds screech in the traveller's ears

incessantly; the treacherous waters billow for

weeks on end; the thunder roars. the lightning shimmers erratically, rain lashes down upon the

voyager, her fellow pupils have mutinied under her leadership and she has been deserted: the youtli is alone.

Alone to battle with tlie elements; alone to

carry out the actions she knows are necessary if she is to survive. The storm lunges into a crescendo, the thunder roars and the height of the battle is

on. For several weeks the damsel in distress stuggles on, wearing more each day. It appears the elements have won. She edges down the Cape of

thirteen years voyage of discovery, hopefully

Good Hope nervously. Suddenly the voyager's

coming back fuil of knowledge. recognition and

most fervent hopes are fulfilled: she hasn't fallen into a dark, bottomless crevice as she had feared.

contentment. understanding. and in one piece! of acquiring knowledge, and takes one main route,

She has turned triumphantly round the Cape. The rain stops, the thunder roars no more and the

her trip is unique because she has so many courses

winds drops. It is a sea of tranquility once more!

available to sail along. Now she begins to realize the enormity of the knowledge she has, in some

The voyager's travels have ended. She set out hoping for and expecting knowledge and an

cases unwillingly. acquired. In a few years she

enriching lifestyle. She achieved both.

learns how to read, write and do basic mathe-

She sought and she conquered.

Although the voyage has one main aim, that

matics. By this time she has completely adjusted

Annette Wiltshire, 10 Green

School - The Best Years of Your Life

revealed for us to ponder·and the electronic con-

"How was your day, dear?" asked Mum as I

figuration of calcium after a chemical reaction bec-

deposited my school bag in the corner and flopped

ame the basis for our homework - drat! After a

into a chair having fought my way off two trains

particularly high-powered lesson with Mrs Cornell

and a bus.

the lunch bell rang just in time and we departed

"Fine, just fine thanks". I replied. munching on a 'bicky' and reflecting on my day.

to get our lunches looking like stunned mullets and

mumbling "a mole is 6.023 x 1023„ or "Diamond

I could tell it was going to be a great day when I

consists of a three-dimensional network lattice

arriving at

in which each carbon atom is covalently bonded to

overslept

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discovered to my dismay that as I attempted to

four otlier atoms......

extract myself from the car I still had my seat belt

Lunch proved to be nothing out of the ordinary.

'Not peanut butter again!" shuddered one un-

on.

"Judith! You're late". Just my luck Mr Mulcahy

impressed Kate Santo. "What have you got today,

was taking morning assembly. But luckily, I'd been

Judith?" "Chicken and lettuce" I replied triumph-

practising for just that occasion. I thought of some

antly and the next ten minutes consisted of us

brilliant excuse and proceeded to take my place

feeding our faces with occasional fashion oriented

in tlie raging torrent of blue bodies at class

comments as assorted teachers walked by.

assembly.

". . . . Such a shocking shade of pink . . ."

First period, an hour of history. tickled our imaginations as Mr Staiff re-enacted the execution

(niunch. munch)....."doesn't tliat shade of grey look nice......... "didn't she wear that yes-

of Louis XVI all by himself while we sat

terday?" (gulp!)

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mesmerized, drooling over every detail until the

Biology was next on the agenda after we were

gory climax. Tlie eighteenth century charm and

rudely interrupted by the bell while we were in

atmosphere evaporated quickly as the bell rang and

tlie process of gaining a tan in the quadrangle -

we launched into recess.

unfortunately it was very unsuccessful probably due to the wearing of tights. Mr Gill explained the

After recess, the next period was Maths I. It

proved to be as stimulating as staring at a page

whys and wherefores of animal classification

full of numbers for two hours. As Mr Schmidt

so that the name spider no longer held any

continued to unveil the mysteries of logarithms,

meaning for us. the organism could only be

surds and polynomials - triple yuk! - we, the

recognised as Phylum Arthropoda and Class

ever attentive and diligent students attempted to

Arachnida with four pairs of legs.

camouflage the paper planes and the notes being

I had just left the lab. to go to my iiext class when, on the stairs .... "Bless my Binomial

passed around the classroom.

Chemistry proved to be the perfect end to the

Nomenclature, what a disgusting example of

morning as the ways of the carbon atom were

Phylum Arthropoda. class Diplopoda!" Having rid

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It had been ten long years since he had last

for forty minutes of Matlis Il - forty minutes

walked the streets of Russia, alone, unguarded and

of a fate worse than death. My mind boggled as

free.

operational systems spun around and around,

He was a tall, strongly built man attired in

associative and distributive laws wreaked havoc and

shabby, worn out clothes. From a distance he

propositional logic gave a new meaning to "mind

looked savage, his unkempt beard reaching to his

your p's and q's".

waist and his matted hair reached a little lower,

Then. miraculously, it was almost the end of the

day. just one more period to go - English. Mrs

but as one looked closer the gentleness in his eyes belied his slovenly appearance.

Lavery flitted into the room, a faraway look in

She had been watching him from her window.

her eyes.... (she'd obviously been reading roman-

She sympathized with him, and yet she held a deep

tic poetry during lunch - probably Wordsworth).

admiration for him. She understood the Russian

It was then that our worst fears were confirmed as

system. From the length of his hair, she realised

she requested we get our poetry books _ flial'/tty Modern

and meet her in the glade. There, we

delved into the hidden meanings behind a leech gatherer walking on a moor. Next thing we knew it

was home time. A scramble for books, bags and blazers was held all over the school and we left

Mrs Lavery (who had the misfortune of also being our class teacher) standing in the classroom amazed,

and wondering why we Mandeville ladies hadn't been seen wrestling in Nine's World of Sport. We

became a bit more orderly as the tram people separated from the train people and all (or what was left of) our energies were directed to the task of getting home as quickly as possible.

I wearily returned my thoughts to what Mum

had been asking me, it was something about having a good day at school. With that thought, i thrust myself deeply into the cushions of thechair and tried to relax. After all, in a mere sixteen hours

I'd be back there again and today would become just another memory iii the life of a battered, broken student.

Judith Murphy, Year 11 Gold

tlie length of the period of suffering he must have endured.

Hairdresser by trade and caring by nature, she

opened the door and called out to him, "Come here, my friend, and we'll do something about that hair of yours". He advanced slowly, explaining that he had no money with which to pay her.

She paid no heed but took him inside to obliterate some of the memories of his living nightmare.

He sat in the chair, facing away from tlie mirror,

for she wanted him to be surprised. She. began to snip away at the locks of his long hair and the memories which would taunt him forever. She caressed his neck and his head as she worked -

a sensation he had never before known, as he was but a boy when his nightmare began.

He sat, waiting, silently enjoying the touch of her hands as he did so.

All too soon it was over. Her hands lay gently on his shoulders as she turned him slowly to the

glass. "Tliere, aren't you the handsome one?"

He raised his head slowly and intoned moumfully, "I thought I was younger . . .".

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In my cold and clammy fingers I held the potential to pacify and delight; to infuriate and envenom. I could create enchantment and ecstacy or desolation and remourse. I held complete

The photograph at the top of this page, and tl one to tlie right. were taken on a very importa

day in our school calendar. On the 21st Septemb we went to St. Patricks Cathedral to celebra

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and utter control over the hearts and minds of

the capacious sea of faces seated symmetrically before my eyes. I allowed this intense sensation of omnipotence and prevalence to possess and

electrify my entire body : indulging in the knowledge that I personally had the ability to calm the sea like a motionless breeze or to enrage it and cause it to rise like a vast and bloodthirsty monster ready to devour its aggressor.

Tentatively the lights dimmed: the sea gradually receded and darkened until it resembled a black

velvet void. My purpose was to entertain. to

provoke response and to inspire. My fingers sprang to life and the clear crisp melody rose from the piano like a phoenix, pierced the deathly silence like a spear and was carried out into the sea on the

crest of a wave which rose and fell with every crescendo and diminuendo. I poured all my lieart

and soul, fears and desires into the velvet expanse and coloured it with every conceivable tincture and nuance of the rainbow.

The sea rejoiced and praised and long after the

last droplets of song had drifted away across the placid water, the notes were being echoed by the gulls soaring through the air in search of food.

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Easter

was niy Easter egg. He had come! The room was

To some, Easter has great religious significance, to others. it means 'holidays'. or an excuse to indulge in one of the most pleasurable activities, eating chocolate. However, as a child, the greatest

shiny, nietalic wrapper. I scurried out of bed, and ran towards the blinding light. and held the form in the palms of my hands. I can still

joy for me. was to hear the fabulous tales of the '(;reat Easter Bunny' and find the egg he had

stars iii the heavens. The sun had slightly nielted it.

drenched in a blue hue. from the reflection of tile

remember how beautiful it was. glittering like the

left me on Easter mom.

so that the warm, velvety aroma was now warming

1 can clearly remember, snuggled under the bedclothes, lying in absolute awe and wonder. listening to the fantastic stories that my motlier would conjure up on Easter eve. She would tell me hundreds upon hundreds of stories into the

I gently removed the wrapper. smoothed it out. and placed it in my secret box near my bed with all my other treasured trinkets. I carefully crushed tlie egg so as not to drop any of the delicious

night. yet my eyelids persisted in staying open, to her dismay! I was determined to speak with the

fabled Easter Bunny! However. as the night wore on, it was obvious the attempt was futile. I would

always, without fail, fall asleep, despite the most defiant efforts.

I can recall one particular morning quite distinctly. 1 was six and when I awoke, I was so

disappointed: I had failed yet again to meet the mysterious rabbit. The first rays of sunlight were beaming through the stained glass window, creating a kaleidoscope of colour and patterns on the

opposite wall. Then I saw it. The sun's warm rays had finally caught its magical tinsel covering. It

tlie icy chill of that brisk autunin morning.

pieces on the floor and ate it. slowly, piece by

piece. savouring every morsel. so as not to waste one moment of enjoyment.

I used to

think he must have been a

wonderfully kind and loving rabbit to give me so much. yet never waiting for a gift for himself. or

at least allowing inc to say "thank you' . Those were the days of innocent joy. Unfortunately, times have changed. Characters like 'The Easter Bunny', are now only means to create profit. and have become priceless to financial magnata However.

despite the commercialism, the simple, quiet spirit of Easter still lives on in my heart, for

there is no emotion that equals the warmth I feel when 1 still find my colourful easter egg by my bed on Easter morning.

Daniela Coperchini. Year 12 Blue

A Lake and Its Surveyor All about me were tall willowy reeds quivering in the strong wind. and the many rushes and grasses surrounding the lake were rippling with the same movement as that of the sea on a warm

but windy day.

The atmosphere over the lake was one of serenity. but unseen to the human eye, many delicate

operations

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cautiously

performed. Mine was one such operation and had been a daily task for a very long time. It was the spinning of a web. Everyday I spent hours spinning webs and at the moment I am doing just that. It is a forin of modern abstract art, composed of straight white lines which are put

together in such a way to form a geometrical pattern containing many different shapes.

Later. when I have finished. I will watch the

many other happenings that go on around me.

1 settled down on a strand of my almost perfect web as a bird would perch on the bough of a

tree. From there 1 had a perfect view of a beautiful butterfly revealing herself to tlie world for the

first time since entering her cocoon to undergo the niiraculous transformation from being a

brightly coloured caterpillar to an attractive and lovely butterfly, who just the sight of could bring warmtli to the heart of any gentle soul.

I beheld the synchronization of the birds as

they dived for fish. The movements were perforined by agile cranes and graceful swans.

First they seek out their prey and then with sleek. nimble actions they reach tlieir long necks into the shallow depths of the lake and hopefully catch their prey.

But these aren't the only birds to be found

around the lake. Among the thick reeds, many

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a duck can be found. At this time of year the mother duck can be found sitting on her eggs, while the devoted father goes off looking for food for liis wife because lie loves her. All is

peaceful until one of the most fascinating siglits is seen. A cascade of birds all dive down towards

the lake. They all come in one enormous group

at an incredible speed, and then incredulously they are able to slow down to a smooth landing onto the water - it is a beauteous sight.

My attention was snatched from my dreamings

when I felt something forcefully hit my web.

Flailing his limbs about he soon came to the

realization that it was iinpossible to escape. Swiftly I released numerous silken threads and enclosed

my victim iii a silvery cocoon. Knowing that all

vision of light and day had vanished from my victim, I then proceeded to extract from him what he once lived on and what I would live on

for at least another day or until 1 captured anotlier creature and followed a similar procedure.

This was my way of life, my fight for survival.

Many would think that it was a cruel and liarsh way of obtaining food, but have you ever stopped

to think that flies spread many harmful diseases that can be fatal to you humans.

The rain was coming down with more force than before, so I repreated into an old withered leaf which served as a shelter for me. Here I

escaped from the treacherous rains. My thoughts wandered back to the buttertly I had seen earlier on. How was slie coping with her newfound freedom? I silently wished that she may live through tliis downfall of rain, to see the sun shine upon the shimmering water once more.

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Middle

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Year 10 Debating

Paula Lee. Catherine Bateman.

Back Row: I, - R

Front Row.L-R

Fels, Justine Galante. Brigid Crennan. Emma Braun. Lisa

Rachel Walsh. Anita Sanipieri. Anna Byrnes, Jane Soppitt, Mrs. Susan Gunter.

Anya Roskam, Teresa Wai-carba. Emilia

Wilson. Mrs. Jane Barrington.

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cater for the many wide and varied facets of interest that we students possess.

A great many of these rooms will be used for extending the Arts; as such, there will be three new and better equipped art/craft rooms, and a media workroom. Tlie sphere of Physical

Education also benefits. as not only will there be a gym, but proper Physical Education offices,

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Elizabeth Rocke, Susan McCarthy

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Bongiorno, Samantha Willis. Rachel Schutze

Doquile, Sarah Rice, Sophie Mott, Emily Chester. Rosaleen

Front Row:

Cheung. Bridget Meldrum, Nicole Edwards Middle Row.· Joanna Whelan. Sarah Francis, Anna Hedigan.

D'Apice. Louise. McGuigan. Bianca Buccheri. Belinda Mier.

Lisa Tropeano. Kate Harrison. Edwina

Sarah Meagher, Siobhan Madigan

Karen Vanspall. Christine Gaynor, Alessandra Page, Lucy

Teacher.+ Mrs. Irena Harder

A Description of my Father

The Bonfire

When he arrives home from work I can smell the

The dismal day was brightened as soon as the

forbidden aroma of his pipe fill the air as he walks

bonfire was lit. Everyone stood watching the

over the Brearly threshold. He walks spritely inside expecting his dinner. His stick-like stomach

hungry flames devour the twigs and pieces of

rumbles as lie plays with tlie dog waiting for the coming meal. Even though he is hungry. he eats his

straight-away they started to crackle.

food slowly as if he is savouring the taste of it.

He loves music and is always eager to hear me play, either the violin or the piano. He loves the family

friends. their faces were ruddy in the red and

dearly and treats us all like kings and queens, (this

fire burn. It was fierce and seemed to be snatching

is probably why he calls me Princess). His eyes

the leaves and twigs out of everybody's hands. it

always sparkle, full of warmth. and his face has lines

sparked and spat and made the children jump.

where his mouth always turns up in a smile. This middle-aged, blonde headed, slightly built, but very

would only be ashes and a memory.

active man is - as you probably would have guessed by now - my Father!

Lisa Brearly, Year 7 Green

wood. We put a few leaves into the fire and When I looked up at all of my family and

orange light - I suppose mine was like that too.

The fire was burning in a way I had never seen a

It was sad to think that in only a few hours it

Sophie Watson. Year 7 Green

A CELEBRATION OF OUR DIAMOND JUBILEE

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A Short History of Loreto (Melbourne) I here was no thought of Mandeville Hall iii the

minil of Reverend Mother Gonzaga Barry when

in 1888 at the invitation of his Grace Archbishop Carr. a house was purchased for Loreto iii Emerald Hill (now South Melbourne). The beginning was iii

keeping with the ideals of Mother Gonzaga: it was close to tile poor and - tile poor need us" she said. echoing the words of Mary Ward.

Divine Providence. however. soon showed that

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the unhealthy site was inost unsuitable for tile

work of the institute. and accordingly. a halfacre of ground was purchased (incidentally - from Sir William Clark). in Albert Road. Albert Park.

By 1890-91 the big red brick building with its flat roof was ready for a five apostolate and as

Loreto Primary and Secondary School. In 1892 its

ritiwift

apostolate widened as the parochial St. Peter and Paul's school was taken over -- and "Bannons Cab"

each day carried nuns from the Albert Park

convent to their work iii South Melbourne.

Very soon Loreto Albert Park became a flouris-

hing educational centre. Then in 1905. when the Registration of Teachers Act was passed, there was need for a Catholic Training College in Melbourne.

As tlie poineer Training College, Dawson St. Ballarat -- - had already equipped sonic hundreds of Catholic teachers. Mother Gonzaga was asked

by the Bishops to under take the greater. urgent work of a central Catholic Traiiiing College at Albert Park. This entailed building adjustments

and much administrative planning - "Do good -and do it well" might have been the maximum

that dictated the programme of the C.C.T.C. to the great advantage of tile Loreto Primary and Secondary School. Tile best staff was given and services of some of the foremost academics of the early century secured. ti

But it was a happy centre -- much loved by students and children -- wlio through later years proved their loyalty to 'dear old Albert Park".

Encroachments by the industrial area - and lack of sporting facilities urged the then Superior: Mother Dorotliea Walker, to apply for permission to find a more suitable site. In 1924, the "exclusive

Boarding House, Mandeville Hall" was up for sale.

The time was significant - and the property was

purchased for Loreto. Little did Joseph Clark dream that his elaborate 6'Victorian Mansion"

(completed in 1878) would ever become a scliool; but in the September of 1924 transit began from Albert Park to Mandeville - and Loreto began anew iii a new environment in 1925.

My Ideal School

Loreto Convent, Mandeville Hall. of which I am

a pupil. is my ideal school. Situated amongst the shady maple tree lined streets of Toorak, Mondeville possesses the Italian/Corinthian style of architecture of the nineteenth century, yet tlie students

benefit from modern spacious classrooms and large grounds on which to participate in outdoor activities. The school community consists of an assor-

tment of girls froin various backgrounds and an

"on the whole" happy bunch of thoughtful, enthusiastic and interesting teachers. The historic buildings are surrounded by elegant gardens and

a picturesque glade. For the past nine years, Mandeville has exposed me to a mixture of

lifestyles. personalities and an infinite number of both academic and recreational subjects sprinkled with a warm, friendly atmosphere.

As one walks through the cast iron gates and

strolls up the driveway towards the main house, one is surrounded by innumerable fiower beds displaying each and every colour, scent and shape imaginable. Above stand large, grandfather-

like oak trees shading the wildlife and flourishing gardens in summer and guarding them from the harsh winter elements of heavy rain, gail force winds and pelting hail. The main house has a

welconie and friendly character and contributes to the happy atmosphere, There is a feeling of welcome and friendliness which contribute to

the happy atmosphere. There is a feeling of

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as they lie across the oval chatting with classmates

or escape to the magic of the glade to catch up oil · ,-»wt<*,3&J'cr*%19a Ph-,4 *-/ . '.

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homework. sketch a picture or just

day-dream. Mandeville's classrooms are generous ones, big spacious. heated (occasionally). carpeted and well furnished. There is also a rather large library,

££1110

housing books on every conceivable

subject and a computer room to keep occupied the many "Pac Man" and "Sneakers"

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as well as a cosy chapel with 'heated carpet".

a hall/gymnasium and the popular R.E. centre for class discussions.

Tlie students at Mandeville are definitely individuals coming from countries such as Gerniany.

Austria. Sweden. England, Ireland, France. India.

Greece. Italy and South East Asia and possessing

many unusual but welcome talents. They are generally enthusiastic, co-operative. honest and respectful. Most people find it easy to make ./...1 541

friendships at Mandeville. The students have many out-of-class interests such as sport, music. reading, debating. drama and of course the computer fanatics (01 which I am one! ' ). The students are also not afraid to approach teachers for help witli

academic or social problems and this staff/student

relationship is essential for the success of a happy

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The teachers at Mandeville are helpful. encourag-

ing and good listeners. They are willing to sacrifice their lunch hours to help students catch up on any work they have missed or need help with. They also respect the students and tlieir viewpoints

although they do not always agree with them ! !

They are also able to communicate with different people on different levels of intelligence. They

encourage shy students: however. the students themselves usually sort out the bossy or selfish ones. The teachers also frequeiitly participate in staff/student activities such as debating. tennis, choirs. hockey and even pancake races! During school camps. the teachers also relax and surprise many students with what they are capable of in a non-working sitution.

Mandeville displays a wide selection of academic subjects particularly iii the early forms. This allows the students to experience different activities and discover their own hidden talents. In

the older forms. there is the Wednesday Programme which exposes students to subjects such as pre-driver. video photography, typing. first aid. computers and drama. and gives them a wellearned

break from the academic subjects.

Mandeville is also very fortunate to be able to supply the funds for these extra classes. which prove essential for a good, solid and sound

education and it is up to the students to make the most of these opportunities. My favourite times at school where I probably learn the most about

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myself and the world, are during class discussions; however, unfortunatley, these are only allowed to take place in English and Religion classes, and on school camps.

There is also a large stress on sport at Mandeville.

In the structured sport lessons, the students are

exposed to a number of sports such as aerobics, tennis, fencing, archery. rowing. basketball and softball, and even if we do not like a particular sport. we can at least say that we have attempted it. If a student shows enthusiasm and talent in a

certain sport she can join specific clubs and contribute to make a school team to compete

against other schools. This has not only given the student more confidence in her ability but also allows her to meet more friends from different

levels in the school. Sport is encouraged at Mande-

ville but not forced. During the swimming sports or athletics, anyone is welcome to participate.

However, there are always the cheer squads for

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the students who would prefer not to take part.

I am extremely fortunate to be able to attend Mandeville Hall. my ideal school, with its magnificent spacious grounds surrounding the

historic Italian/Corintliian mansion, the friendly students and a caring enthusiastic teaching staff and many opportunities to discover yourself and

your hidden talents. I believe that the girls who have had the benefit of a Loreto education

have an obligation to develop their skills and make the most of every opportunity they are faced with in the future.

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Mandeville Hall. Very few of us would recognise , today the school as it must have been in those first

decades with its sprawling grounds and abundant elms. In the 1 930's and 40's the student body numbered about 180 and was basically just one building, the nucleus being none other than our green verandah!

Three houses have been bought for the Junior School the latest one being just last year which is now used for music rooms and a parking area. The fondly remenibered "cottage" was originally ati

army hut. but was later added to and became the kindergarten.

In 1966 the niajor halls of learning. the "Senior" building, was constructed. With it came a niajor

In the 30's the stables were used as housing for

reshuttle iii the school's geography! The school hall

tile nuns although it did not even have a proper

as prefects' and Children of Mary gatherings. The

went to "Mandeville Hall'. the library, which had previously been in the House, was now under the chapel and classrooms were provided in the Senior building. Having solved (well. temporarily at least) the classroom crisis sporting areas was the next big

school hall was then under the Chapel (now the

upheaval. The removing of the trees from the lawn

water systen and. 1 have it on good authority. was most uncomfortable! The house, in those days. was used mitch more for meetings and receptions such

H.S.C. centre) and what we know as Mandeville

in the early 70's was a major cause for concern

Assembly Hall was. in fact. classrooms and known

and debate. It was finally decided. against the

as "St Cecilia's". Situated in what has become the

H.S.C. luxurious (?'?) common room was the entire

wishes of many. that the lawn had to be cleared of its beautiful and majestic trees. The enormous

Junior school (large, wasn't it!) until the 40's

elm in the middle was transplanted with great care

Students met there and made their way to and

(and expense) to the edge of the lawn near the Junior School. As Spring arrived it showed signs of reviving. (thanks to Sr. Ruth's prayers) and did so for about six weeks before finally succumbing to the pitfalls of nature. Also. demolished was the "Grotto", home to the May processions and magical

from the Dining Room. Dormortories and Class-

ballet evenings.

when it was moved to its own premises. The rooin then became a science lab until the late 70's when the H.S.C. moved in.

The meeting place was in those days "the clock". located at the bottom of the stairs in the House.

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1985 will see more upheavals to Mandeville. with the latest addition to the family of buildings being finished shortly. Without a doubt, the new building will ease the classroom congestion.

embarrassed student what devilish deeds she had

However, we will be left with only 4 tennis courts,

got up to (severe punishment?)!! Until 1973 there

3 top courts and I will remain next to the admin-

were. of couse, boarders at Mandeville. Tliese girls

istration building.

had hot lunches in their own dining room.

However, in the 1930's the "day girls" ate in what is now the needlecraft room. Anything the "day girls" didn't eat at lunchtime was put into a basket

Although the ever continuing extensions are obviously necessary. 1 cannot help feeling that Mandeville has. through the years. lost something of its intimacy but its spirit is ever increasing and

at the end of each table and after lunch the old and

sliall always be there.

rooms. "The Clock" was also used as a place of punishment. Girls who misbehaved were sent to stand under the clock and as the nuns went past

destitute men would come to be given the leftovers.

Lisa White, 11 Blue

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A very important Festival took place on tlie fourteenth of June 1984. This was the Performing

WARD. who performed the theme "Dreams" had a large range of difficult acts including drama, singing and dancing. Theirs was a hard theme,

Arts Festival. At this festival the four houses

but was performed successfully.

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performed a series of acts. These acts were chosen to go with the theme that each house chose. Much preparation and co-operation went into this. The Performing Arts Festival was held at the Robert Blackwood Hall and entertained many people.

Hall and entertained many people.

BARRY, who performed the these -War". had

a variety of different acts including humour, poetry. drama and singing.

MULHALL. who performed the theme "There's no business like show business" had many acts

including dance. singing. the playing of musical

MORNANE.

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"Carnivals" had many acts including singing and dancing. This too was a difficult theme done well.

The aim of the Performing Arts Festival was to give experience to everyone who participated.

The winners - MULHALL - and the choir

winners - WARD - were not the only houses who won. BARRY and MORNANE won for great sportsmanship. All houses scored something out of

the Performing Arts Festival. whether it was a cup. orjust the experience.

instruments and drama.

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Back Row: (L to R) Lidia Cincotta. Siobhan McLaughlin,

Michaela Boland, Alison Southgate, Marno Ryan Third

Row: Carina Ford. Amanda Dicarlantonio. Sarah

Jo Kinsella. Ingrid Perronnet, Charlotte Ostor. Monique Petricola, Melanie Stafford. Lara Davis Front Row:

Joyce, Sarah McHale, Anne Hanralian, Eleanor McKinna,

Vanessa Adams. Jodi Hepner. Sophie Watkins, Megan Saunders. Victoria Chamberlain, Madeleine Hunger,

Brigid Fogarty, Annabelle Grant

Michelle Ness, Alicia Raftis

Second Row:

Teachers: Mrs. Alison Miller. Mrs. Hilary Salmon

Claire Lenocelli. Emma Moore. Claire Folley,

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Sally Ericksen, Camilla Haddad, Caroline Nelson, BlankaAnna Golebiowska, Bridget Thorn, Anna MeNaniara Front Row: Joanne Hyland, Kate Dunlevie, Jacinta [leap, Lisa Loriente. Lisa Brearly, Katrina Griffiths. Stephanie

Fengler, Christine Boyle, Sophie Watson, Gisele Silk.

Watt, Nathalie Hubay

Year 7 Green

Back Row: (L to R) Abigail Grant, Kelly Barber,

Middle Row:

Anneliese Gill, Simone Burford,Megan Heron,

Actions Speak Louder than Words! !

Teacher: Mrs. Elisabeth Neales, Mrs. Carmel Kelioe

who by now had gathered iii the lounge. "All exits

We had decided to go to Mt Buffalo for the long

blocked" called a voice. "The telephone is dead"

weekend. When we arrived, the snow was thick

said another. Children were crying. It was cold.

covering the entire area. The chilly wind blew in our

According to the night watchman the weather had

faces, and our fingers and feet grew numb as we

worsened in the last couple of hours. The strong

walked from the bus terminal to our lodge. There

blizzard must have started an avalanche and we

was a warm inviting fire downstairs and the guests

were buried in tons of snow. Men using brooms

were in a happy, singalong mood. After signing the register a young man showed us to our room. It was a cosy room with blue doonas on the single beds, and a small marble wash basin with a round mirror above it. We unpacked, went downstairs for a light snack, and then turned in. The journey had been long and we were tired.

It was still dark when we were awakened by a rumbling noise followed by an almighty crash.

The beds shook, the windows shattered and an icy wind laiden with snow filled the room. We

and kitchen utensils tried to dig their way out but

the tunnels kept caving in. There was nothing else we could do but wait. The roads around here

would be completely snowed under.

We spent a day and a night - what seemed like an eternity - huddled together trying to keep warm; eating only cold dishes for cooking by the fire would use up our valuable oxygen. Then the eerie silence was borken by the distant noise of scraping and the hum of rumbling engines. Our ordeal had come to an end.

could hear screams from the corridor. Petrified and

wrapped in blankets we joined the other guests,

Ingrid Perronnet, Year 7 Gold

Sport - It's for Fools

your body chopped up by the motor of a passing

There is no doubt that sport is for fools!

Imagine staying at home to watch the Grand Final

could have your head knocked off by a wind-surf-

to make sure that your favourite team won.

boat. Or - if you prefer something quieter - you er while minding your own business and having a

Instead you could be enjoying yourself at the

quiet lie on your inflatable mattress.

Royal Melbourne Show - seeing all the show-dogs, cats and cows, bulk horses, goats and. of course, spending all your money on the fabulous rides.

would you want to hit a ball against a wall. only for it to return again, so that you drain all your

Can't you see - there is no choice. I would rather be out in the clear, fresh air instead of

sweating away and having a fit when the enemy team makes a goal.

Sport is also a dangerous pastime. You could be

lying around outside with a good novel instead

of having your glasses smashed with a cricket ball, and getting the glass wedged around your eyes; Everyone knows what happened to Bob Hawke -

and 1 bet he'll never play cricket with the press again.

You could also be water-skiing in a lake full of speed boats and, accidentally, fall iii and have

Playing squash. for instance, is crazy. Wliy

energy trying to hit it back to the wall.

There was an article in The Age once, which described a debate that claimed tliat too many Australians spend their time being dedicated to sport. Many people fell that Melbourne should emphasise more arts, like opera and music.

In Canberra they have just opened an Art

Museum. I rejoiced at the fact, but most of the sculpture is modern as well as the paintings, and

I can't understand it. It is certainly better than spending money on lights for the stadium for football (or rugby league).

I think sport is for fools.

Michele Neas, Year 7 Gold

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Harrison, Rebecca Ady, Katrina Morris, Joanne Ford, Katie

Back Row: (L to R) Penelope Shaw, Anna Vitkos. Anita

Pahor, Jacqueline Tribe, Cassandra Cadden, Francine Bedford. Emma Bowes. Rosaria Bonello, Lisa Taylor, Nicoletta Larabina. Andrea Canzano Middle Row:

Katherine Pazitka. Jennifer Price, Samantha

Smith, Tania Ipavec, Lucy Esdaile. Jane Macey, Katherine Eury Front

Row: Caroline Mercer, Melissa Lennon, Haroula

Georgandas. Siobhan O'Callaghan, Rosalind Sharp, Anna MeKernan. Maria lacavangelo, Aimee Maxwell Teachers: Miss Toni Webb, Miss Claire Hunt

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Susan Hoare, Sally Pit-tner, Micheile Doyle, Kate Northam,

Bosci, Felicity Cust, Fiona Breen. Alexandra Borgliesi, Georgina Griffin, Sophie McLean Front Row. Katherine Flynn. Monique LaFontaine. Andria

Kate Johnston. Natasha Crooks.

Zugna, Kate Todaro, Elissa Davison. Kate O'Halloran,

Back Row:(L to R)

Middle Row:

Leonie McCarthy, Sarah Doquile,

Rebecca Hill. Vanessa Hill, Michelle Brown,

Sarah Croagh. Lisa Knott. Edwina Barham, Jacque:ine

Rain

With a steady beat. I trudged down the darkening street. The clouds swarmed above me. Fluffy

grey masses ganged up against me. I hoped it would not rain until I got home, but it did.

A few specks fell before me. It got fearfully

worse. Quickly, I dropped my bag to search for my raincoat but it wasn't there. My dry umbrella hung in my dry locker while I stood drenched. My clothes got heavier.

The swollen drops showered down unmercifully.

A fork of lightning illuminated the sky. Torrents of water flooded down the street. A firece gale blew

up. Leaves and branches were swept down the gutter like boats in a storm.

My sight was hazy because of the rain beating down on my face. Streams of water trickled down my face and my hands hung limp by my sides.

Emnia Conquest, Claudine Douez Teachers.- Mrs. Susan Leask, Mrs. Mary Helen Woods

Groping forward, I dragged my feet through the ever increasing water while my slioes were swamped with cold water.

I noticed the road was competely drowned beneath a murky sheet of water. In the distance I heard a soft rumble. Quickly. I looked up. A giant mud slide had just smothered an innocent group of houses.

The hard lashing of the rain started easing. The wild rain was talned to light shower. A thick mob of grey clouds thinned out to allow some daylight to squeeze through and shed light on the destruction left behind.

Sadly I reached what was left of our house. The

whole ground tioor was fiooded. The shag pile carpet was worthless and water-logged. I'll never forget the day it rained too hard.

Heather Doig. Year 8 Gold

Fate iii the Casino

left in my glass and then closed my eyes. I felt as

My mouth was dry. my collar was tight and my

if I was in a time machine going back to the past.

black velvet pants were sticking to the back of my

The wheel stopped and sat silently and motion-

thighs as the wheel was spun for the last time.

less. It had been spinning for no longer than a

I sipped my glass of water slowly and politely and patted my hair. smoothly down onto my sweaty

minute and yet it felt like hours. I stared at the number the ball had landed on twenty-eight red.

It was wrong! 1 had lost my money! I sat in my chair like a muminy standing in its case. What would my family say? What would my country

head. The wheel spun round and round as did my thoughts. My eyes passed froin player to player. taking a glimpse at their interested yet anxious faces.

say?

I observed the carpet on the casino floor in great detail - admiring the way the greens, reds and golds ran into each other forming a pattern. My eyes followed the leg of the Roulette Table up to where the wheel was still spinning fiercely, almost as though it was determined to take my money

People started to move across to the other games, wliilst some stayed to comfort me. I was in disgrace and all I wanted to do was to get out of that smelly, smoke-filled casino. I silently rose from my chair and walked across the room, stamping on the colours in the carpet sending them into an angry fury. My servants opened the door and I

away from me.

More and more people gathered around as the

walked out of the casino and into an enormous

wlieel started to slow down. Silence filled tlie room

debt.

and the only noise to be heard was the sound of

Jo Dwyer, Year 8

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Back Row: (I. to R) Genevieve Walker. Sarah-Jane Hingston,

Cherylanne D'Cruz. Eliette Rosich, Heather Doig. Victoria Burke. Melissa Pescatore. Brigette Johnson. Freya Liddell, Andre Bragg

Middle Row: Anne-Maree Dawson, Sarah Healey, Angela Hollibone. Patricia Riddell, Alexandra Kostokanellis, Maria

Bradley, Katrina Crosby, Christina Szeleczky, Sarah Bell, Lucia Guzzardi. Josephine Gullace Row. Louise Schwarz. Rachel Frost, Amelia Martin,

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Back row: (L to R) Catriona Bongiorno. Rebecca Browneil,

Danielle Cleal, Tara Webb

Simone Shannon. Elise Kelsey. Amber Mcintyre. Sophie

Front

Cleland, Nicole O'Dwyer. Yvonne Barker', Sarah Brittain

Vaughan. Annabel Drake, Diana Maccione, Rebecca Wigney,

Second Row:

Eugenie Molyneux, Anna Maria Tocigl,

Row.· Brigid Moorhead, Kate Borollo, Pauline

Noelene Treloar. KI.stin Curtain

Catherine Lamont. Sr. Maureen Lavelle

Jodie Sanders, Tammy Olyschyna. Alice Adams, Sally

Teachers: M-s.

Hilbert, Kate Whitehouse. Katy Wyatt, Joanne Fox,

1. B.V.M.

My Most Precious Possession

realise they were flat broke?

Apart from my life, my family and all the gifts that they and God have given me, my most precious possession would have to be my desk.

This year my grandmother sold her hotel and asked us if we wanted any of her furnishings. My

It's a roll top (I think walnut) style desk, with a

key. lt's a very big desk, deep as a well as wide, so you can (well. I do) spread out on it. Inside are many 'shadow box' style cubby holes which are now filled witli general paraphernalia.

mother had always liked the desk and we received

It came to the family by a strange coincidence

it. I was thrilled when Mum said 1 could have it in

which involves the mini-series "A Town Like

my room. In many ways, I felt privileged to be able to work on it knowing that my grandfather,

younger, they often went out to a property called

grandmother, father and many people before them, have worked upon it, before me.

I like my desk because I feel it suits my bed-

Alice". When my father and his family were a lot "Mennindi Station" to visit friends. They did this quite often as it wasn't too far from Broken Hill to the station. Silverton, the place where they

room furnishings and I like working at it. I feel as

fiimed the mini-series. Mennindi Station was used

though I have part of my family's heritage working

as the place where Bryan Brown was working.

Anyhow. when my grandfather's friend died, my grandfather received his desk and it has been in the

along with me. Whilst working at my desk. I often wonder who has used it before me. Did someone

else sit up 'til three a.m. witli a geography assignment? Did someone else sit here, as I do and

Crosby family ever since.

Katie Crosby, Year 8 Gold

"Mandeville Blues"

Melbourne's Weather

A mass of blue figures. racing up Clendon Road,

Melbourne's weather is like a pixie,

Each one of us struggling with our own heavy load.

Who changes from day to day,

A penetrating bell with an echoing line.

He wakes up early every morning.

And a last rush to the gate to be there on time.

To find a trick to play.

He loves to tease and trick us,

Tearing up stairs. missing every third on our way,

And we think he's very bold,

trying to forget what we've left home today.

Overflowing piles of our weighty homework books, One enters the classroom with such exhausted

For when we are at school it's hot.

And at liome he makes it cold!

When lie makes it thunder.

looks.

That means he's very mad,

This schoolday progresses without hesitation,

And when he makes it coudy.

Each lesson is heard a long explanation.

It means he's really sad.

Before you realise. the final bell is ringing.

When lie makes the sun shine,

We skip out the classroom happily singing.

He's in a happy mood.

At a quarter to four, the bells finally sound.

And also when it's very liot,

The mass of blue figures is homeward bound.

He's got no time to brood.

Catherine Hede. Year 8 Red

Well. that's what Melbourne's weather is,

He's really very teasing, But when he makes it nice and warm, He's really very pleasing.

Yvonne Barker, Year 8 Green

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Back Row: (L to R) Stephanie Petricola, Jane Harrison,

Gabrielle Melnerney

Elizabeth O'Sullivan. Maria Lanaras, Sarah Thomas, Ilona

Front

Zagon, Samantha Bailey, Sylvana Ursini

Prenddrgast, Christine Lester, Alexandra Healy, Melanie

Middle Row:

Liesl Hanger. Yvonne Martin. D'Arne

Patterson, Alison De Souza. Celia Ludowyk. Alicia Dennis.

Row: Sarah Heath, Caroline Kitchen. Natasha

McGuigan, Catherine Hede, Gabriella Tange Teachers:

Miss Sue Morris, Miss Sue Wright

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Josephine Petroff. Deirdire Madigan, Suzanne Branton, Pia

Back Row: (L to R) Alexandra Baecker. Madeleine Waters,

Harrison, Brooke Scully

Alison O'Regan, Amanda Mortin, Louise Tuck, Michelle

Front Row:

Coady, Anonda Bell. Emma Lee, Victoria De Nardis, Anita

Ovens. Sarah Burke. Natalie Cook, Caroline Buchanan,

Sampierf Row. Leanna Portelli. Marisa Cutinelli, Kate Callil,

Angela Clancy, Jacqueline Glen. Therese

Louise Fitz. Megan MeGahan.

Andrew Schniidt. Mrs. Jenny Carnell

Middle

Teachers: Mr.

Rachael Healey, Denise Reed. Angelique MeLaren,

Absent: Gitta Haddad

waking up, hanging over the back of a chair, where

My Earliest Childhood Memories

dad had put me to revive me.

Once upon a time. there lived a little girl called

I loved to play games. often making them up

Rachel Elizabeth Veronica Walsh. She was born on

myself. My favourite game was one in which I

5th April 1970, in Yorkshire, England....

opened up two kitchen cupboards and put two

Named after my two grandmothers. I had great

stools between them. 1 tlien made my mother

difficulty remembering my long name when I

sit next to me iii the "car". and I would pretend

was young, let alone being able to spell it!

to drive her around the world.

It is strange, when I look back, how many little

I was a very active child. When other little girls

things I can remember. but how few major

played with dolls, dressed up, or did all the dainty

happenings have stayed with me.

things little girls are supposed to do, I played

I was very imaginative for such a young child,

marbles soccer and rugby, climbed trees, and

and I often thought things were going to be worse

read comics, with my two older brothers.

than they really we re. This brings back to me was only about three at the time. One day I walked

I can still remember all my favourite toys. There was Dog: my rag doll: Big Ted. whose neck was forever being stitched up; and Little Ted, who is

into the lounge when mum was cutting his bandage

on a hotel somewhere after being left there on

off. and promptly fainted on the spot, thinking

the way to Australia. I always hated dolls, except

he was having liis leg amputated. I remember

for two. They were the "one that walked" and my

the time when my brother sprained his ankle, I

old rag doll.

One of my pleasures was eating "Rollos", little

chocolates with caramel centres. My greatest fear

and began to quite like school. I remember one day telling the Headmistress, Sister Angela, at lunch , that she was holding her knife and fork

was "The Thing Under The Bed". Every night

incorrectly !

1 would go through tile routine of looking in my

Shortly after starting school. my family moved to Australia. I can only recall the farewell party,

cupboards, behind the curtains, and most impor-

tantly. under my bed. I don't know what I thought I would do if there really was sometliing there.

the excitement of packing, and fainting when I had my injections.

Another fear was school. On my first day I thoroughly enjoyed it. When I discovered I had

goodbye, but not quite knowing what for. The

to keep going back. I wasn't so keen. If muni

most vivid memory of this time was waving good-

didn't come with me, I bluntly refused to go in.

When she did come in, I would grasp hold of her coat and it took a great deal of prying and pulling to make me let go. After a month. I settled down

bye to my aunt, while boarding the plane. Now I realise that I was waving goodbye, also, to my

When the big day came, I remember saying

early childhood.

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Hoare. Natalie Blake. Anna Bountinos, Kyla Horsfall.

Row.· (L to R) Sarrali Kenny. Natasha Tomlinson, Christina Pezos, Anna Byrnes. Kate Coakley, Sarah Lowe, Alessatidra Orsini, Joanne Fry, Marcelle Gunther, Kate

Front Row:

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Middle

Teacher.· Mrs. Marie-Louise Khamara

Back

Row: Rebecca Wood, Suzanne Dunn, Louise Benke.

Malia Robinson. Catherine Cantwell, Angela Hayden, Kate

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Year 9 Green

Robinson. Belinda Houston. Rachel Walsh, Deborah Price.

Back Row: (I, to R) Nerissa Kamat, Roisin Annesley,

Justin Kubale

Melissa Smith, Yolande Dwyer, Lucy Barry, Elizabeth

Front

Ralph, Danielle Mulqueen, Michelle O'Connor, Lisa Nicoll,

Jacqueline Williamson, Denise Hunt. Nicole Wittenberg, Lucy McCarthy, Sarah MeD,inald, Suzanne

Paola Launech

Condon, Anna Jowett. Penelope Leoncelli

Middle Row:

Emma Newton-Brown, Claire Munro, Ann

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Teachers: Sr.

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position, waiting, as if for death. for that wliistle.

The Fun Run

It was 9.45 a.m. on a chilly day in September.

One hundred and fifty girls trooped onto the buses. their faces as cheery and content as convicts

on the first fleet. Ah, but one girl had a smile on her face : one girl had not listened to the awesome

rumours floating round; one girl was happy. The engine roared, 149 girls gulped and witli much creaking and clattering, the bus started - its destination - the Royal Melbourne Botanical Gardens!

Just to give the girls confidence·the bus motored

around the legendary Tan Run and by the time it had done so, 150 faces looked like death. With

shaking legs and thumping hearts those athletes tumbled off the bus. accompanied by muffles sobs and last pitiful petitions, "I've got a broken leg, 1 can't do the run. Please. don't make me do

the run! " The teachers were unrelenting and all started.

I stood in the front of the pack, knowing that that would be the last time I would be in that

It came and my legs started pumping like pistoiis.

At first I cruised along comfortable but then my breath became sliort and laboured and my legs felt like lead. As I said, the first two metres weren't bad but it was all downhill from t!1ere.

After about twenty-five minutes of this painful running that took all my concentration just to stay upright. I looked up and could see no one in front of me! With amazement I concluded that

I had, without intending to, become first. I

quickened my pace to a slow crawl, filled with energy at my miraculous place. What a lovely day!

What beautiful trees line the way! What a

picturesque spot the school had picked for this run !

Soon I realized that I was near the end of the

course. My watch read only 10.35. record time, I thought. With pride I turned the last corner and

jogged down the hill, waiting for the c:ieers and congratualations my achievement would bring.

I turned the last corner to see the buses

disappearing in a cloud of carbon dioxide. I had missed them, I was last!

Emma Readman. 9 Green

My companion sighed softly. She laid the baby's

The Missionary

body on the old cot blanket and walked away.

or

Death of a Baby She picked it lip and held it gently in her arms. I found it very liard to believe that this was a human baby 1 was looking at.

Its head was huge iii comparison to its body, its eyes were sunken and blank. The baby's stomach was bloated from lack of food. Its arms

1 turned my head and wiped the tear from my

eyes. I looked back down at the small figure lying so serenely on the blanket.

I felt a sense of dignity. even in death. come from the body, so small and malformed.

1 forced my eyes from the baby and walked quickly away.

Therese Ovens. Year 9 Blue

were like matchsticks and its legs were so brittle I was afraid that the missionary's touch would break them.

It lay so still and quiet that I too. felt huslied.

Then it gasped for breath. shuddered and lay still.

limited by Professor Blainey's controversial statement regarding 'The Asian Invasion: I endeavoured to explore tlie contradicting emotions of a migrant.

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McHale, Judith Hess. Catherine Fewster, Sally Paolacci,

Back Row: C L to R) Donna Allen. Anna Mercer, Meaghan

Paula Lee. Caroline Griffin. Catherine Bateman. Jacqueline

Macdonald. Angela Bennetts. Louise Gaynor. Kristin

Mier. Joanne Kiely

Prendergast, Annabelle Rice, Ann-Maree McCreery. Erin

Frc)nt

O'Neill, Sonia Tainmaro

Wills, Julia Dioniedi. Jane Soppitt Teachers.· Mrs. Jane Barrington, Mrs. Susan Gunter

Middle

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Brigid Crennan, Clare King, Michaela Marshall.

Middle Row: L-R Lina Ciavarella, Nona Burford, Sophie Knezic, Kate Incani, Renee Bates, Vanessa Fox. Elizabeth

Jacqueline Ludowyk.

Row: L-R Lisa Caines. Kylie Smith, Anna Esdaile, Michelle Vennix, Anna Need, Denise Marphy, Sandra

Front

Perronnet, Vikki Phillips.

Absent: Vicki McI'hee.

Uren, Sally Rhoden. Felicity Hilbert, Elizabeth Sweeney.

Teachers.* Mrs. Eileen Clark, Mrs. Jill Fenwick.

Seasonal Memories

My City

Sand, sea and wind, all remind me

My city is a city of people: a city that grows

of the days in the Summer,

every day. stretching to the far off boundaries of

When the beaches were crowded.

my memory. Some are tall. and dominant in my

and the sun burnt my skin.

life: others just fill in the background.

Colours, leaves and wind, all remind me of the days in the Fall,

The tall buildings in my city are my family and close friends. They stand out against the skyline and are always there when I turn around. Some-

When the leaves rustled,

times, tile fog covers the tops of these buildings,

and the trees swayed.

and I am unsure about what they are thinking -

Buds, flowers and wind, all remind me

but it usually clears away soon, and 1 am at ease

of the days in the Spring,

once more.

When the leaves grew continuously,

Most of the people iii iny school, especially my

and the buds bloomed brightly.

class, are the small, one storey buildings in my city

Rain, sleet and wind, all remind me

Most of the time I take them for granted, but,

of the cold days when I could sit,

without these small buildings to fill in the skyline,

and remember the days when I played,

my city would look very bare and empty. The

as I watched the Seasons change.

small buildings are often the most important as

Vicki McPhee, 10 Blue

they create a sense of security and familiarity which is needed for one to survive in such a large city.

My city is fortunate to have many parklands and

briglitly feathered birds. The bad as well as the

water. The placidly moving rivers and the stillness

good cliaracteristics of my suburbs are invaluable. as they produce variety and challenge for my city.

of the crystal-clear swimming pools, along with the sight of lush. green grass. are the comforters in my city. They are the people who Will make me stop and think, and calm me down if I am upset or troubled. My city would be a chaotic and complex

Finally, my city includes those long. neverending roads. The people who I am unsure of and confused abollt. One never knows where these

roads will lead, and often I am unsure about the

world without them.

direction 1 sliould be heading in. However, it is worth persisting. as often these long roads branch

Of course, my city has many suburbs of people.

Most are mere acquaintances: people I hardly know. However, these suburbs, again, give my city

off and lead me to new areas of my city that I have

the security it needs. Tliese suburbs stretch a long

way into my mind - some are never thought of:

Every day my city grows as I meet more and more people. and tliey add something special to

others are constantly there. These suburbs are full

my city. that until then, I had not realized I

of nasty and pleasant things. the annoying hoots of impatient car horns; and the sweet cl-[irping of

needed.

not been aware of before.

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Imogen Rabl, Perri Bayles,Joanna Penney, Cathy Tomlinson Anna Gatfield. Annette Wiltshire.

Teresa Warcaba, Justine Galante. Jodie O'Sullivan, Eliza

Front Row:

Daniela Marini. Anna Cunningham. Catherine

Newman. Rosemaree Portelli. Jacqueline Pillinger, Petra

Mcpherson, Vicki Pitsounis, Brigid McGuigan

Liddell, Lisa Wilson.

Middle

Teachers:

Row: Tiffany McGowan, Emma Callil. Lara Salmon, Lisa Thomas. Fionnuala O'Shaughnessy, Joanna Foley,

Absent:

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Back Row.* (L to R,Maggie Gialelli,Emma Braun. Monique

Paula Walsh. Madeleine Galbraith, Nicole Sanders. Amanda

Shield. Elisha Wyalt, Virginia Latham. Rebecca Mocellin.

Doyle. Ina McCorkell

Penny MeKenzie. Felicity O'Shea, Margaret Ralph, Sandy

Frciu Row:

Colombo

Stokes. Emma Carnovale, Julia Gregory-Sinn. Fiona

Middle Row:

Katherine Duke, Caroline Dickson, Alicia

Voula Alevetsovitis. Amanda Doquile, Rachel

Toussaint. Patricia Malouf, Melissa Townshend

O'Halloran, Michaela Grogan, Jamie Wilczek. Barbara Hales,

Teacher: Mrs. Sue Stockdale

Light

No smell or taste;

Flecks of colour only in my mindi and life and love and laughter filter through my ears,

and settle in my imagination. where I can reconstruct them

in an array of brilliance.

Everything I hear and feel is mitigated by my darkness:

A deprivation unjust, Inequitable.

And what was light?

It has no sound or feel -

Yet it exists. intangible

as my thoughts. but real as life itself.

And only one way to perceive it.

A tiny window which governs my life, forms my mindi And some one has taken it

and left me, to think and dream and

lament my wretched life away.

Justine Press. Year 10 Red

Later many of the mothers were to reject their

Reminiscence.......

Miller Grove, Kew, was a very quiet street:

the combination of the abundance of trees in it, and it being a dead end reduced most of the

noise from nearby High Street and Cotham Road to a distant hum. In summer a daily expedition was made, up and down each side of the street to pick the ripe, though tart Cherry Plums that

hung. fat and juicy from labouring branches. In winter the trees were bare and desolate: we'd

existence as extensions of their liusbands, demand

rights for themselves as people and avidly read Germaine Greer and Betty Freidan. But during childhood the street was innocent and secure. No

one, then. knew any better in their young innocence and naivety.

All the children in the street, myself and two

brothers included, went to the local parish school: at about grade three or so the girls would leave

everyone knew everyone else: most of the fathers were lawyers or academics, with a few doctors. It

for "better things". The boys left in grade five when they went to nearby Burke Hall. Every afternoon we'd go to each other's houses, have little tea parties and play war with one's brothers.

was a street of mailily young married couples, who had their first children in about grade three,

games in the evening: we children were to grow up

scurry past them on our way home from school.

It was a small and close knit community:

with others ranging down and more coming in traditional Catholic manner. The mothers. who

honestly knew no better, were quite content to stay at home. run the local Mothers Clubs and make home a haven for their children and husban(is.

Our parents would have "drinkies" and solo to be perfect replicas of our parents.

The whispers of Jehovah's Witness further up the

street were the only deviations from tlie norm.

Everyone was tile same in a secure. uninterrupted companionship and camaraderie.

Reminiscence. .

Emilia Fels, 10 Red

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Press, Marita Kennedy. Cynthia Leeman

Monique Briglia, Melissa Derrick, Rachel Regan, Emma

Front Row:

Scally, Louise Bedford. Jane Preiss. Fiona Margossis, Emma

Quin, Anne Crawford, Nicole Pillinger, Felicity Carroll,

Ursini

Sarah Nietz

Middle Row:

Courtney Soutar. Fionna Madigan, Emilia

Fels, Nicole Moloney. Eliza Turner. Anya Roskam, Justine

Anne Dew, Lisa Hebel. Karen Halliday, Judy

Absent: Emma Day Teachers: Sr.

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Back Row: (L to R)

Fiona Sitzoukis. Deana Dodds. Denise

Hoppe, Samantha Worner, Helen Hebel, Selena Junker, Teresa O'Brien, Jane Fogarty. Angelina Bongiome, Anne

Mary Deletaris. Loretta Waters, Lisa White.

Anne Della, Frances Doherty, Katerina Papamarkou. Anne Hallam, Elizabeth Hede

Ry an Middle Row:

Karen Bergstrom. Anna Sinn. Justine Thompson Front Row:

Emma Thomas, Emma Hart. Kate Turner.

Girls Everywhere

Teachers: St .

Elizabeth Dorman, Mrs. Janice Carpenter

Swedish school system differs in many ways from the one in Australia. We have very few

I am standing in the Year 11 corridor watching

private or religious schools. All schools are co-

the blue dressed students run around and talk to

educational and we have no uniforms. We start

their friends. They all look the same to me iii their

school at the age of seven and we are allowed to

blue cotton dresses and brown shoes. Will I ever be

leave after Year 9.. After finishing compulsory

able to tell them apart? I listen to the conversation

school most people continue their studies at a

of a group of girls standing next to me. What a funny language! It reminds me of the English we

where we do a course for two or three years. We

learn at school but the sounds are different.

choose a line of subjects - e.g. "humanities",

"gymnasium". A gymnasium is a separate school

Someone makes sure I get to the right classroom

"Politics and government studies". "languages"

on time. I have a few classes before lunch.

(Swedish, English, German, French, Latin). "Eco-

Everyone is talking about their fantastic holidays. where they went, whom they met etc. I have a packed lunch out in the sun. Three more lessons

nomics" and "science". There are also a few "prac-

in the afternoon and my first day at Mandeville has come to an end.

tical lines" e.g. "dressmaking and fashion" and 5,

"carpentry .

English is compulsory from Year 4 to Year 9 and for at least two years at a gymnasium. All

By the time I got home that day I was

lines include at least one year of maths and three

exhausted! Everyone at school had been really nice

years of Swedish. My experience tells me that the

to me but I had so much to take in. Mandeville is

standard of the schoolwork of Year 11 in Australia

very different from my school in Sweden. The

is about the same as that of the 2nd year of gymnasium in Sweden. We are given very few

assignments and very little set homework bllt We

eitlier stay at school or go shopping or do whatever we feel like doing (almost). The government supplies all students at a gymnasium with cooked

are expected to study hard to keep up with the work. We have no exams at the end of the school

year but we have about two three-hour tests in

lunches. and we all sit down in a big hall to eat.

each subject each term. (We have two terms: 1 August-December and H January-June). On finishing a line we are given a report that covers all the work we have done during our time at the

Being in the same class all the time (as all the kids in each class do the same subjects) means that

we get to know each other really well. We quite often have little parties or go skiing together.

gym:.assium.

School does not offer many extra activities (sport,

My gymnasium is called "Huitfeldtska" and it is

music). and we have no equivalence to Mandeville's inter-house competitions. (Don't forget - "Red is

situated in Gothenborg, Sweden's second largest

and most beautiful city. It is one of the biggest schools in Gothensborg, and all together we are

beautiful")

about 1800 students doing different lines. I chose

the "science line" and the subjects I will be doing next year are: Swedish. English, French, inaths,

Mandeville Hall this year, and I would like to thank everyone who has contributed in making this year so special for me. Thank you Sr Deirdre, Sr

chemistry, physics. environmental control. history and physical education (which is compulsory for

members of staff and all the girls.

I have learnt a lot from being at Loreto,

Elizabeth (my class teacher), all the other teachers,

all lines). The earliest we start school is 8.15 a.m.. but some days we do not start till 10 a.in. or 11 a.m. We usually finish by 3 p.m. We get one hour for lunch and after having eaten we are free to

I hope to see you all in Sweden one day!

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Samantha Gray

Swan, Clare Hicks, Gabrielle Quin, Megan Dwyer, Tania

Front Row:

Marshall. Linda Woppel. Daniela Tammaro. Catherine Santo

Drake, Catherine Maloney. Victoria Bailey, Lisa Ginies,

Middle Row:

Katherine Whelan, Fiona MeLean. Rosamund

Green, Danielle Field, Sarah Tidey, Monica Nolan, Nicole Chiappalone. Louise Doran. Geeta Sharnia.Judith Murphy,

Margaret Wong, Catherine Rayner, Helen

Louise Barry, Susan Griffiths

Teachers: Mrs. Pamela Lavery. Mr Michael Mulcahy.

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Jane McManus, Catherine Lennon, Simone Kelsey, Belinda

Back Row: (L to R) Elizabeth Rocke, Sally Martin, Beth Cooney, Evelyn England. Tania Branton, Bernadette Wood,

Susan McCarthy. Andrea Hatcher, Maria Meldrum, Sophie O'Shaughnessy Middle Row.'

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Close Encounters of the Sentimental Kind

A Report on Social Service, 1984

Giusti. Marella Wines. Penelope Regan Front Row: Nicole Jones, Justine Costigan. Catherine Willis, Rebecca Duane, Rebecca Interdonato. Breda Annesley.

Kather.ne Drake,Joanne Kydd Teachers: Mrs. Joan Ryan. Mrs. Rachel Haskell Absent: Pascale Brown

After being greeted by four familiar St. Kevin's boys warning us of one old man who was trying to persuade them to become priests, we hesitantly reported to the matron's office where we were

On entering the "Villa O'Neil" nursing home in Lewisham Road. Windsor, I could not help recapping on the several rushed words of advice from my friends who had been here previously.

given a simple instruction to carry out for the next ten afternoons; converse with anyone

I was fortunate I had a friend with me, Sally

help us overcome our nervous state. Nevertheless we

Evans, to share the same nervous feeling I was experiencing. I was not sure who was more grate-

ventured on and began our so called "rounds"

ful for each other's company, her or me. Finally

after a few minutes of standing outside a locked glass door with many strange old men and women staring at us, a cleaner welcomed us. We were then given lesson mumber one. "Do not leave any doors unlocked behind you, as quite a few "01(lies" have reputations of taking themselves for their own

"walkies" and ending up at the local park or a strange household they kindly mistook for their n of many years ago".

we fancied. This instruction however, did not

which involved strolling down the lengthy corridors and peeking into rooms selecting compatible persons we thought we would be able to talk freely with, I could not help feeling like a little

child in a library choosing respective books, judging them by tlieir covers.

The first afternoon we were grateful that many of the elderly people were peacefully taking their afternoon naps. However, our first experience of discovering the daily routine of a ninety-six year

old lady, was just around the corner. Slumped in

a reasonably comfortable black vinyl chair was a

lady nick-named "Mrs. Mac". Who is one of the oldest residents in "Villa O'Neil". After spending only a few minutes conversing with her, Sally and I soon became fully aware of what the next nine Wednesday afternoons were going to involve:

lots of patience and a cheerful attitude. It was extremely distressing to learn that all she could

do in her final years was to sit in "Joe" her commode and "rot . Trying to brighten up the obviously depressing conversation, I cheerfully commented on the colourful rug she had loosely "

learn our second lesson - before launching into a deep conversation, try to discover if the lady or man can hear or see. We soon found our subject material was down to a bare minimum.

However, one area we both discovered the ladies enjoyed talking about. was their family trees. One particular great grandmother was grateful for the opportunity to boast about her six cliildren, twenty one grandchildren and thirty five great grandchildren. Here, we soaked up

was "I would not know dear, I have been blind

knowledge of all their names, ages and if applicable, their business fields. Many old ladies had extremely vague memories and preferred to talk about the weather and other such day-to-day topics of

for over twelve years! " Here, Sally and I were to

common conversation.

draped over the thin pale legs. All she could reply

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Kathie O'Brien, Lisa Ginies. Cathie Rayner,

Angelina Bongiorno, Debbie Curtain, Linda Woppel.

Martina McCardel. Mrs. Haskell.

Absent: Tomoko Kornori.

"But Why?" Although I did not thoroughly enjoy my term

of social service, I do encourage other girls to participate as I find it most important for our

younger generation to recognise one of the most neglected groups in our society. Sure enough

With scarred, brown skin. stretched over bones, The child is all alone,

He cannot read, nor speak, nor play; Instead, lie wastes his time away.

they appear to be full of grumbles and groans,

"But why?" one asks, but then it dawns.

however, after speaking with them and displaying your interest and concern for them, when you have to leave, the tears in their eyes and that final

Not just a re fugee of Vietnam,

clasping of your hand, expresses the way they really feel. All they need to make their day is a cheerful face and your concern for them. Often we are all thev have to live for.

Anne-Marie Wood. Year 11 Blue

Between two worlds the child is torn; But also, of modern man.

His parents were of the lowest caste.

The money just did not last.

His eyes were poked and foot was cut. it seems very easy for us to tut.

The palyground is filled with laughs and sliouts.

The screams, the yells, what are tliey about?

But this child sits back, and wonders again, The so called equal love of all men.

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The Tree

Relic of the past and promise of the future. Here

was life at its barest. a simple and honest statement. Its branches reached for the sky, pointing to the unknown. perhaps predicting fate.

The white bark peeled and twisted. each individual

piece curling to its own beat and unknown plan. to make a complete picture of dappled colours: nist. bone and dirty grey. Endlessly, the leaves flicked to another time. beckoning. hinting at a

hidden irony. From olive to aby green. they clothed the skeleton, protected and fed those in need.

Not only does tliis verdant proliferation have its tasks, but the wood too is a vital resource. It may

deceive you by fooking dead, but that massive

trunk is really nature's support. Each old grandfather has its own character, some appear severe

the way they writhe and cringe, but others try and evenly uphold each twig and branch, so that the whole tree may look attractive and likeable.

The loud screaming of a chainsaw suddenly breaks the silence and attacks that beauty. With a

shiver the old grandpa realises his fate. The gash in its side widens, it seems as if blood will spurt out at any moment. This injury means the death of the tree, and as the shaking subsides a deep moaning proceeds. The top half of the venerable being sways and finally falls forward. Gathering

momentum it crashes to the gournd, squashing everything it touches. The rude stump remains where it was but the huge trunk lies beside it, an

inanimate body with the last breath of life coming from it. Agony is past. the tree too is now the past about to begin its second life of human utility.

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Our minds, entwined. iii eternal communication.

Planar

Coexisting Rejecting, unconsciously, the dull, conflicting world.

Ours is the untrammelled nova of a niche in time,

Otliers, suspended behind a glass wall Through which our blinding reality can only echo. dimnied.

Into the pale shadow, the other dimension.

We have no constraints

Our auras contact with a spasm of uncontrollable brilliance.

I thrill to your presence

With you I am alive.

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Drowning in the fathoins of despair.

Creases on her face accentuated and deepened With the weight of frustration and futility.

Odd. I feel no compassion for the loss of my father we were never compatible

Yet. 1 am moved to shameful misery By the attempted to concealment of sadness,

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Can be noted. creeping from forgotten corners.

Cathy Gaynor

Once so strong. her seemingly impregnable enamel

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Now, slowly decays and peels away.

To uncloak a truly shattered. agonizing woman.

A woman. whose crippling illness can only be cured

With solitude and memories of better days; of times long since past.

Memories. The tortuous remedy.

They bring the glint ofjoy back to

Dull. deadened eyes which burn with bewitching rapture.

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As I observe her from my hidden place, I see a woman wounded: writhing in her bereavement.

Sarah Gamble

Then she turns, to my surprise. Her eyes meet

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And the warinth of her radiant. loving eyes and gentle smile

Instantly nielt the icy chill of death.

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Dawn broke witli its traditional splash of

brilliant oils, preparing to paint yet another beautiful day: a day 1 would never live to see.

During the brief walk from my cell. I looked over my shoulder and noticed the early morning light creeping over the distant hills. I reached the end of

my journey. I opened the door and entered my silent tomb.

Patsy Lee

The chair is bolted to the floor near the back of

Gabrielle Howard

a twelve foot by sixteen foot room. I sit on a seat of cracked rubber secured by rows of copper tacks. My ankles are strapped into half-moon shaped foot cuffs lined with canvas, and a two inch wide, greasy leatlier belt. The belt which has twenty-eight buckle holes. and worii grooves where it has, ostensibly, been pulled very tight many times. is secured around my waist just above the

hips. A cool metal cone encircles my shaven head. I am now only moments away from death.

I still. however. have a few seconds left. Time

seems to have become stretched to the outermost

limits. To my right. I see a mahogany floor divider that separates four brown church-type pews from the rest of the room. They look somewhat odd in Susie Latham

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arrive and sit in the pews. I stare tip at two groups of fluorescent lights on the ceiling. Tliey are on.

The walls are cracked. The paint on the ceiling is peeling.

I fit in quite snugly. Behind the chair's leg on

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wires: two leading to each of my feet. and the third to the cone on top of my head. The room is

Clare McHenry

oppressively silent. The air vent above my head in the ceiling has begun to hum. There is little time left. On my right, I can see the waist high. oneway mirror on the wall. Behind that mirror is the nameless, featureless executioner. He will be the

one who will pull the lever Bur times. 1 was forewarned.

Nothing seems real anymore. The trial was so long ago that even the agony of the waiting has dulled. There now exists only a quiet indifference.

1 do not repent of my crime. I refuse to recant.

I feel no repentance and I want no forgiveness.

I face the inevitable with a clear conscience. Is

death the end? A frightful abyss into which we all must eventually fall? I hope not.

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chocolate every first Sunday after the first full moon after the Vernal Equinox.

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equal to the delight' of receiving that glittering parcel that hides innumerable wonders beneath the layers of crackling paper. I remember turning the eggs over and over in my hands, trying to find Barbara Smrekar

the edges of the wrapping paper and then unwind-

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ing it carefully so as to take the paper off in one

piecel Doing that successfully gave me a curious, slightly innane pleasure, that I still enjoy indulging today.

After laying the wrapping aside, a warm velvety aroma would rise to greet my mouth and

nostrils. There it stood in all its glory - a tiny brown egg-shaped object that makes the owners of chocolate companies rub their hands together in anticipation of their huge profits.

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Who wants to grow up and act one's age?!

Certainly not me. I would rather have Easter eggs

Fiona Smith

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Eye Level Growing up, they say, is a very difficult job. and I am living evidence of that statement. It is, in fact, the most frustrating period of one's life.

Way back iii the dim. yet lively time of my thirteenth year on this trouble-filled earth. blurred images began to appear on the blackboard as I stared. niatching my will against the will of my eye muscles. Alas, they would not give way and contract. thus I continued to copy notes via a process which consisted of a repeated sequence of Dorothy Wong

events. The first step was to wait awhile and then

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nonchantly step up to the front of the class room,

walk slowly past the blackboard. memorise a paragraph, drop an imaginary piece of paper into

the waste paper basket, sharpen a few pencils, memorise the next paragraph. then slowly make my way across the room with eyes glued to the board. Once back iii the desk I had to scribble

furiously and hope that no one asked me to borrow one of those sharpened pencils.

The concentration involved in keeping lip this front was quite stupendous but it had to be main-

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tained on all accounts. It was taboo to admit this

weakness - a sign of old age ! The only trouble was that such a weakness was hard to conceal,

especially during social outings. I remeniber the Kathryn Walsh

time when I had arranged to be driven home after the concert. by the conductor of tlie orchestra in

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which I was participating. The evening light, coupled with the failing image on the retina, did

not help me to distinguish the coated figure which appeared to motion me to follow it. Confidently I

fell in step. The back door of the car opened and I obligingly, comfortably settled in. As I looked

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Unfortunately, my face would not adjust to the foreign body inflicted upon it and within a couple of years. the back of my ears became as telider as burnt skin. 1 also developed a habit of constantly

pushing my glasses back on to my nose as they persistently slowly slipped down again. Contact Nicole Yap

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lenses had to be the answer! Back to the

optometrist for a very expensive prescription and

innocently and gratefully into the face of my

up to the third floor to the contact lens

temporary chauffeur. I was confronted by the

departinent - a whole new world for tile

rather startled face of a stranger. With more haste

desperate.

than usual. I scrambled out of the car, mumbled

The first obstacle in my path was to learn how

what sounded like apologies, and groggily fumbled

to insert the lens under the eyelid. This required

back to the concert hall.

much will, determination and eye blinking.

Desperation point came when directing my

Keeping the eyelids apart with the left hand was

mother around town. Unable to distinguish the

imperative. 1 so011 found. that if this was not

letterings on the road signs, it took its considerable time in locating and arriving at our destination,

achieved. the eyelashes tended to nick at the

contact lens, precariously perched on the tip of

Anotlier annoying and frustrating factor occurred

the right index finger. and send it flying. A most

at the cinema when 1 was unable to work out

hair-tearing experience. as it has beeti known to

whether I hail to pay six dollars or eight dollars

take days of constant searching without any

or three dollars or . . .No one likes to be diddled!

guarantee of finding the "little buggers"!

The trip to the optometrist was a sign of defeat and this was clearly illustrated. to my great embarr-

that it was very important to then gaze up into the

assinent, when I was unable to read the second

socket so as to be as unaware as possible of the

Once 1 had mastered this skill. I soon discovered

line. Almost legally blind was the verdict after the

approaching object -- then jab! Close the eyelids,

probing, the glaring, the straining, the testing. I

look down, pray, and hopefully look out to a new

felt as though I needed a stick, a dog, and a pair of dark glasses immediately ! The only consolation

The wonder of soft plastic technology. But there

world of bright, sharp and clear images. Ali yes!

I was given, was that I should not worry as all that was required was a pair of glasses. A pair of glasses! I was paranoid about glasses - the words

daily sterilising of tliose flexible, synthetic. trans-

"four eyes"

was a price to pay. This price was very dear to those with a busy schedule, as myself. It required

instantly flushed through my mind,

parent objects. It therefore soon became obvious,

and like a broken computer, they revolved around

that I should remain calm and never get aggravated

and around. I was to become one of the lower

or agitated when applying these plastic pieces to

class. the disabled. I could not stand it! O.P.S.M.

the most sensitive part of the face.

was the answer - the shop of high fashion glasses.

Frankly, 1 did not care whether it was Mr Coles or Mr Garrard as I discontentedly tried on the complete range - wide, oblong, plastic, metal, teardrop frames. Christian Dior was the answer and I meted out. or rather scraped out eighty dollars and

Such an "unfortunate" failure of one's physical self befalls many a young human and may be quite disconcerting. It siniply shows what an extremely difficult period the "growing lip" stage is in life.

I have struggled and suffered and managed to live through it by joining in with the rest of our race -

grimly handed it over. All my career prospects

consoling myself, saying - "Not to worry. Just

were blighted by this single purchase. I felt as though I ought to apply for a secretarial position

wait until you really reach old age, that's when you become long sighted!"

at once !

Nicole Yap, Year 12 Red

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Back Row: (standing L -R) Holly Martin (Rowing). Helene

Front Row: (sitting L -R) Margaret Hales (Softball). Kate

Von Schrenr (Basketball), Monique Ryan (Swimming and Ahearn (Fencing). Shanta De Soysa (Tennis). and Deana Dodds (Gymnastics).

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Waterpolo 1984.

The photograph on the previous page of Margaret Hales. 1983 Athletics Captain, shows the joy of Mandeville relay teams as she liolds aloft the tropliy they won as Victorian Girls' School relay champions.

a frieiidly netball match.

Netball

Unfortunately the

aggressive staff won by One meagre goal due to

Netball has been a prominent school sport for many years. This year Loreto. Mandeville Hall entered two teams iii the Secondary Netball Assoc-

the height of certain male staff and the skills of the female members. The game was a great success

giving both teachers and students an opportunity to display their talent and to strengthen the school

iation competition.

Good sportsmanship has been displayed in all

spirit.

games. Our girls demonstrated great enthusiasm

We appreciate tlie time and effort given to us

throughout the season. Initially we had an exc-

from netball coaches, Miss Dickinson and Miss

ellent string of victories to our credit however. the

Ellis. and hope that the enthusiasm and enjoyment

game against Firbank suddenly ended our run of

obtained from playing netball will continue to

flourish in the school. I have enjoyed the challenge

luck.

The final result was a second place in tlie Association - certainly a thrill for all participants.

Iii second term the staff challenged students to

of leading the netball teams tliis season and wish future car)tains and teams success.

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L - R Sandra Di Felice. Margaret Hales. Barbara Hales, Tina Thornton (Captain). Megan Feakes, Helen Hebel.

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Athletics Team 1984.

Athletics

The 1983-84 Athletics Season was marked by a number of successful individual and team efforts.

The girls as a whole appeared in top form. working as a close and united team. The athletes' camp in late October marked the beginning of a successful

receiving gold, silver and bronze medals for their performances.

The interschool meet at Doncaster agaili proved the strength and speed of the Mandeville girls with another team victory.

The interliouse sports held early in 1984 was an

enjoyable day for everyone concerned, with many efforts by individual

students

season ahead. It gave the girls an opportunity to

tremendous

form a friendship with all the girls from other Forms and a chance to put in some hard training

shattering long-standing school records. Patricia Fagan worked hard to take the honour of

for the approaching season.

champion athlete, with Mulliall House winning

The Victorian Relay Championships saw a

the team trophy, followed closely by Ward,

return in strength of the traditional Mandeville athletics team. As a whole we competed excep-

Mornane. and Barry.

tionally well, resulting in an overall victory as

petition and team work.

champion Girls' School, with many of our teams

Marion Fox, (Captain). Kym Amad (Vice-Captain)

We look forward to another great year of com-

trophy. Thanks to the great supply of weaponry,

Fencing

and our excellent facilites, our fencers have been

This year at Mandeville much talent was

given the cliance to train. compete and succeed.

displayed in fencing. Our V/12 and V/15 teams

I would like to thank Lisa White very much for

both won the Victorian Schoolgirls' competiton,

her enthusiasm and geat help throughout the

and the senior team hoping to win the trophy for

year. She did an excellent job. and is to become

the third time. came fourth. The Brian Nancarrow

tlie Fencing Captain in 1985. Thank you very

competion was also won by Mandeville for the

much to Mrs. Schaefer for all her kind help. and

second year in a row. As yet. the Jack Schaefer

our excellent coach, Mr. Michael O'Brien, for

competiton is to be held early next term. and I'm

his fine coaching lessons.

Kate Ahearn. Year 12. Fencing Captain,

sure all the fencers will tty hard to regain the

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Fencing Team Back row: 1,- R

Amanda Doquile, Emma Braun. Sally

Erickson. Meighan Hardiman. Brigid Crennan, Emma C artiovale.

Second back row:

Nicole Mulqueen. Clare MeBeath, Rachel Walsh. Kate Cantwell, Gabrielle McInerney. Fiona McLean.

Third

back row:

Lisa White, Jodie Hepner, Danielle

Mulqueen. Michelle O'Connor, Sarah Sheales, Erinne Mulcahy.

Front row:

Emma Moore, Sonia Tammaro, Kate Ahearn

(Captain), Natasha Tomlinson, Lucy Esdaile.

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Mr. Gale, Joanne Fry. Deana Dodds (Captain),

Louise Doig. Louise Benke, Lisa Thomas, Catherine Tomlinson, Lucy McCarthy. Brigid Meldrum.

Seated Back: Barbara Hales.

Seated middle

back.- Angela Nicholls. Vikki Phillips, Lisa

Wilson. Lisa Brearley.

Seated front:

Melissa Graydon. Gabriella Tange. Emma

Hicks and Sarah Magee.

Gymnasties

In July of this year. Loreto. Mandeville Hall

Over 200 girls at Mandeville have discovered the

became an official gymnastics club, which means

excitement of the sport of gymnastics. Gymnastics

that the girls can now compete in standard levels

is taught right throughout the junior and senior

test, which are set by the Victorian body governing

schools by Layton Gale.

gymnastics.

Girls with varying talents are catered for and those in the senior classes will be competing in the

expected before next year, the sport of gymnastics

With the completion of the new gym being

Independent Girls' Schools Gymnastics Competi-

should continue to grow within the school next

tion in September. The girls will be competing

year and iii years to come.

against many other girls schools. We wish them the best of luck!

Deana Dodds, Gymnastics Captain

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Hockey

The Intermediate team also performed very

After the brilliant results achieved last year,

well. In winning three matches. drawing one and

when Loreto won every competition it entered, I

losing one. it reached tlie finals of the competition and had several outstanding performers. notable

must admit to facing this year with a certain

trepidation. However. it was great to see all age groups this year competing with outstanding skill,

Angela Nicholls.

The Loreto Juniors played very well. demon-

determination and team work.

strating encouraging promise in their round-robin

Possibly the highlight this season was the efforts

tournament. Their performance certainly augers

of tlie undefeated Senior team, which displayed

well for the future.

a pleasing ability to attack effectively. Tina

Throughout the hockey season Mister Gill and

Thornton. Margaret Hales and Emma Calachini

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showed sustained aggressiveness iii attack while

enthused. raved. yelled and. ultimately, were

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aided.

conforted,

threatened,

Megan Soppitt. Rosamund Green and Cathy

fantastic in their administrations to the various

Soppitt were splendid in defence. After winning

hockey teams. Special mention must be given to

the shield for the first time ever last year, it was

the effforts of Mr. Gill. who sacrificed many hours to practices and matches, voluntarily, in coaching

extremely satisfying to retain it. Special mention

must be made of the really outstanding way in

the Seniors iii addition to his normal teaching

which the relative newcomers to the team. Cathy

duties. Thanks Mister Gill.

Tomlinson, Cathie Chiva. Vicky MePhee and Kylie

The future looks good for hockey, and in

Smith. all played this year. I wish to congratulate Kylie and Vicky for tlieir adaptation to the tougher competition iii the senior ranks, and Cathy Tomlinson for her brilliance in every position.

concluding I can only wish my successor and all those involved in future hockey seasons at Loreto the best of luck and much enjoyment.

Monique Ryan, Hockey Captain

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Megan Soppitt, Margaret Hales. Monique Ryan, Tina Thornton. Catherine Chiba. Catherine Soppitt, Kylie Smith, Sitting iii Front: Emma Calanchini. Vicki McPhee.

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Undefeated Tennis

Winners of the Association Senior Shield and Tennis Coaches of Victoria Cup for 1984.

Back Row: L-R Margaret Hale. Tina Thornton, Megan Feakes.

Front

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Kate Turner. Barbara Hales, Shanta

De Soysa (Captain), Eliza Turner, Melissa Rice.

Tennis Report

1984 has been an exciting and very successful year for Mandeville's tennis teams. For the first time in many years our senior team showed great depth of talent in winning both Our Under 15 and Under 13 teams also fared

very well, and are to be congratulated on their marvellous enthusiasm and interest. Teani spirit has been of a very high standard. My thanks to all members of the school tennis teams for their co-

operation and friendship. Finally I would like to express my sincere thanks to Mrs. Schaefer for the encouragement and support that she gave us throughout the season. Her enthusiasm inspired us all to great heights.

Swimming

champions were:

1984 was a year of reconstruction for the swim-

11 years: Jodie Hepner

ming team. Despite the difficulties engendered

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by the refusal to enter inter-school competitions

12 years: Alexandra Borghesi

by several Senior students. and the problems

12 years: Sara Lowe

associated with the scarcity of sufficient practise, the team competed with determination and a

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14 years: Lisa Curtain

pleasing level of effort. The introduction of

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outdoor training in an outside pool. while

15 years: Sarah Moulton

encouraging Inoans of pain in the colder mornings,

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was a positive meaiis by whicli a greater fitness was achieved.

competition for the first time, with a display of

A pleasing aspect of the year was the

outstanding success of the inter-house sports, where a very close and enthusiastic competition resulted iii several records being broken and many good

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Megan Feakes won the individual diving

individual

performances. Age

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strengtli, skill and awesome beauty.

The next few years should see a renaissance of swimming strength at Loreto. The foundations for such a recovery have been laid this year.

Monique Ryan, Swimming Captain

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Senior Basketball Team Back Row: L- R Clare Hicks. Colleen Wills. Helene Von

Schrenk. Anne Marie Ward. Andrea Hatcher. Mr. Schmidt.

Front Row: L-R

Louise Doran. Maria Vandoras, Tania

Marshall.Jo-Anne Kydd.

Rowing

During the 3rd term of 1983. Mandeville started up again the sport of rowing. With the generous help of Mr Tyrrell and with the coaching by John Hawkins, a group of 1983 Year 10 and 11 students

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once every two weeks to master the art of rowing.

With a couple of Regattas against M.L.C. during third tenn, students gained invaluable experience.

With the support of Mr. Tyrrell and the Sports Department, first term 1984 proved a beneficial time when 12 rowers and three coxswains headed

out to Footscray Regatta and then to our winning

Regatta down at Albert Park Lake against Korowa and Kildara. Three of the four Mandeville crews

went into the final, with our first crew winning.

The first crew was as follows.

Stroke: Anne Ryan: 3rd seat: Tina Thornton; 2nd

seat: Selena Junker; Bow: Bronwyn MeMahon;

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Second term was also busy for the rowing team.

The Year 10's defied the elements oii frosty Sunday niornings witli the support of many parents. Mandeville then acquired her first boat. which at the moment, is being made seaworthy! It is next year that all should look towards a fine rowing squad. With the support and help from Mr. Tyrrell, the Sports Department, parents (not forgetting good 01' Johnny Hawkins) Mandeville has again proved itself to be a fine sporting school.

1 have enjoyed the experience and help I have

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received from all those concerned.

CHAMPION ATHLETE

Holly Martin, Captain

A school girl regatta was staged over 500 metres on Sunday 1 5tli April. Mandeville Hall took the honours with Holly Martin their first 'Captain of Boats'. Mandeville will now be rowing as a registered club and we wish them every success for the future.

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We have recruited some girls from Korowa, but we are still in desparate need of novice standard coaches.

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House Captains and Vice-Captains

Front Row: (sitting L - R) Cathrine Chiba (Mulhall Back Row: (standing L - R) Megan Feakes (Ward Captain). Captain), Kate Ahearn (Barry Captain). Megan Tauro

Tina Thornton (Mornane Captain) Anne Sweeney (Barry (Ward Vice-Captain). Sarah Rey (Mulhall Vice-Captain),

Vice-Captain)

Absent.· Kathryn Walsh (Mornane Vice-Captain).

Mornane House

Mornane

We performed well in the swimming and

Mornane's senior play for the Drama Festival

athletics sports due to constant participation and

this year was "Passion, Poison and Petrification"

involvement from all house members.

by George Bernard Shaw. The actresses from Years

Following on iii second term Mornane won the

9, 10, and 11 combined enthusiasm. hard work

house liockey. The junior members have been the key to our success for many years and we thank

melodrama. They fought hard to contain their

and acting ability to cope well with this humorous

them for their enthusiasm and support.

We are grateful to tlie Mornane teachers who

laughter while people were struck by lightning,

helped maintain the house spirit and the sports department who made everything possible

murders on stage all around them. Overall, they

Tina Thornton, Year 12

died of poisoning, became statues or insane

did a great job and congratulations extend to all the other houses. especially Ward for their efforts in making the Festival a success.

Gaye Quin, Mornane Drama Captain

House Drama

This year Barry performed "Arsenic and Old Lace" by Joseph Kesselring. The audience was inundated by seemingly liarmless (yet niurderous) old ladies who tottered around the stage despite the protestations of their theatre-critic nephew.

The play was very amusingly performed by the actresses who all worked liard and deserved the

polished results. Well done to Ward and all the

other houses. It was a very professional Festival!

Also thank you to Mrs Lavery wlio helped a lot.

Ward

Well done Ward! With the play "The Importance of Being Earnest" by Oscar Wilde. Ward was able to triumph over the tough competition from the other 3 houses. The small cast of nine talented

actresses. with the help of a very able backstage crew, excellently conveyed the dilemma of Mr John Worthing (alias Earnest) who had been found as a babe in a handbag. Congratulations and thanks to the other Houses also for making the day so enjoyable for all.

Sophie O'Shaughnessy, Barry Drama Captain.

Jane Fogarty, Ward Drama Captain

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House Drama

trouble) being both Ward Music Captain and Ward

This year Third Term began with frantic prep-

Vice Captain. helped me in every possible way.

aration rehearsals slotted into every possible lunch-

Her efforts in the music Arts Festival won Ward the

time. and also early Sunday mornings in an effort to get scripts learnt, props organised and stage

House

directions arranged for the Inter-house Drama

hockey cannot be overlooked: though we won by

Festival. Mltlhall's presentation of "Pygmalion"

default. the spirit was there! !

consisted of girls from 3 Forms who portrayed

their characters ranging from a parlourmaid and a chauffeur to guests at a ball. Higgins and Pickering,

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our rendition of

"Memories . The winning of the senior house

Special thanks to house niistresses. Phys Ed staff and especially to all the Ward girls involved.

Good luck for next year! !

two aristocratic gentlemen try to convert a

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common gutter-girl, Eliza Doolittle into a princess.

They succeed in their experiment at a ball. (after arriving in a cardboard Rolls Royce!) where Eliza astounds the guests with lier beauty and manner quite a transformation!

Mullia 11 House

Sue McCarthy, Mulliall Drama Captain

This year has been special for me in inany ways and being captain of Mulhall played a great part iii it. Our team spirit lias shown a marked improvement this year and through the co-operation and

above all the talent of many of the girls. we managed a few successes. Our true colours emerged at the

Barry Altliough we all swam our hardest. we came

third out of the four houses; this was only fair considering we had won it for the previous two years. Winning is not important compared to team

spirit and enthusiasm. These qualities shine through in our house. and always have. We, of

course, have never been great athletes. but take pleasure in this sport anyway. Our team spirit spurred on the winners, and this roaring cheer

swimming sports where our 'louder' people, namely our Cheer Squad (led by two extremely

vocal H.S.C.'s)out-shouted the other teams and won the cup. We were also in fine form at the athletics, and. thanks to the efforts of our athletes. we won.

Last, but not least, we showed our theatrical

side by winning the Creative Arts Festival. So, congratulations team! Thanks for your support.

Bye gang! (and good luck in the future) Cathy Chiba. Captain

squad eventually won the cup. So in both athletics and swimming We tried our hardest, and had much fun in doing so.

Thank you very much to Mrs. Lavern who is our House Mistress, and was a great help to our house.

Ward Music

Ward House's Performing Arts presentation was

Kate Aliearn, Year 12

the result of weeks of hard work and co-operation

from each participating niember of the House.

The theme of "Dreams" was chosen and each item

represented a different interpretation of the work.

Almost all members were actively involved and the Ward House

1984 for Ward started with triumph as first term saw us with the Shield for the swimming

sports. The enthusiasm and team work of the girls who participated certainly gave me reason to be proud as captain this year. First term ended with the athletics of which we came in third place.

Obviously Ward girls are better swimmers than runners!

Monique Ryan, our "Champion Swimmer", gave much effort to both the swimming and athletics

sports as usual and deserves a mention for her

efforts. My good friend Megan Tauro (double

fact that the final performance was actually successftil is testainent to the great effort made by each individual. Special mention must be made of Megan Feakes. for the higli standard of her own composition. To our delight (and surprise) the House was awarded the House Choir Prize, an achievement in itself. as well as being second overall. Finally 1 would like to thank those whose efforts were outstanding; vice-captain. Margaret

Clancy, Megan Feakes and Kym Amad. and not to forget the supportive staff, Mrs. Wortley. Miss Wright, Mrs. Harder and Mrs. Salmon.

Megan Tauro, Captain

SCHOOL REPORT ANNUAL SENIOR SCHOOL REPORT - PRESENTED AT THE A.G.M. OF TIll. LORETO ADVISORY BOARD.

"Growing up in Australia today is a rocky road". This is tile opening sentence of the 1984 Social Justice Statement which. for the second year now. is an ecumenical venture addressing key issues in Australian society. Tlie focus by tile churches on tile youth of Australia is a recognition of

sense of worth to a person. Recent studies have shown that the values. opinions, habits and language of the peer group are more intluential in determining an adolescent's life than any adult influence. Working with the peer groups through camp activities at each Year level play a key role. These are run largely under the aegis of the R.E. department but class teachers are also closely involved in the preparation

their importance in the social structure of our country, but it also challenges the adult world and established instit-

and experience. Retreats and camps have been held for each

utions. such as the Church and the school. to examine how

on staft- and time are considerable. we consider them

well they are catering tor the particular needs of this group.

central in our programme of spiritual and personal formation. Activities are planned where students are led to

A church schooL such as this, has a particular mission to youth, in this case. girls. Its aim is to engender in girls an awareness of their own self-worth and encourage a largeness

of heart and mind which urges them to move beyond the narrow confines of self-interest to a role of service in the

community. Such aims are common to many schools -

year level from Year 7 to Year 12, Although the demand

examine and reflect upon their own experience ancl values in the company of their fliends and sympathetic adults.

For many they prove to be one of the highlights of the yeai.

Being part of a group or team effort is another avenue

for experiencing growth and self-understanding. It was with

at Loreto we pursue these aims with tile Gospel as basis and in the light of a tradition.

this in mind that a quite conscious move has been made to

This year we celebrated our Diamond Jubilee. marking

strengthen the presence of the four Houses in the School. A

60 years of education on the Toorak site. It is a tinie for

number of activities are now House-based - Drama.

reflecting on the tradition and then interpreting those values in the light of current demands made by society.

11 is a matter for constant scrutiny that what a school offers should be in touch with, yet not totally dictated by.

Performing Arts. Sport (including netball, softball and volleyball) and Literature. Somehow there did not seem to be sufficient time to put inter-House debating into the programme this year. These House-based activities are

the movements in society. People would be interested to

broadly-based and involve a large number of students. When 530 students out of a possible 656 voluntarily join in the inter-House Performing Arts Festival at the Robert Black-

know what our forebears sixty years ago were aiming for: "The Com,ent is beautifully situated in one of the health-

iest suburbs of Alelbour}le. Special importance is attached to religious trailling. The aim of the school is to provide a sound education on modern lines, to develop to the full tile capacity of every girl. and help her to become a useful and

gracious wonian in whatever position she may hare to fill.

wood Hall it is a sign that the House concept has been

firmly established. The interaction between Seniors and Juniors is beneficial and helps maintain a tradition. The second inter-House Drama Festival was again a tribute to

the initiative ingenuity and skill of tile performers and their

Particular attention is paid to Manners and Deportment.

The individual attention which is paid to health and char-

own support crews. This year Ward won the Senior Drama

acter formation is likely to ensure the best use of tile

and Land of tile Dreams. While each House has a House

educational advantages offered. The course of studies includes the various branches of a first-class English ed-

ucation, with Modern Languages and classics, Mathematics,

Science, Plain and Ornamental Needlework, Physical

Culture, Sports, Riding and Dancing."

What do we expect from the Loreto graduate of 1984?

As mentioned earlier, we hope they leave with a well-

developed sense of their own self-worth, based on accurate in formation about their talents, their strengths of character and the weaknesses they need to work on. Such self-

knowledge comes from a variety of sources. The pastoral care programme. school assemblies and disciplinary measures are all directed towards informing. challenging

and supporting students' self-awareness. Wherever possible students are given reasons for decisions and where conflict or problems arise our first instinct is to move into a dialogue situation before any action is contemplated.

Young people have a keenly developed sense of justice. At times it can interpret reality ill terms that are too black and white. but I cannot stress too highly the importance of keeping open the channels of communication and thereby

according young people a voice about their own affairs.

The Social Justice Statement referred to earlier comments

at length on the feeling of powerlessness experienced by young people today. We can assist their growth in an incalculable way by listening to them and respecting their opinions (even if we cannot always agree with them).

Self-worth is rarely acquired in isolation. What our peers and elders think of us and what we can achieve in terms of

desirable goals are powerful means of communicating a 0 4

Mulhall the Junior drama. with productions of Pygmalion

Mistress and staff' allegiance. tile eniphasis is on enabling the students to exercise leadership.

The students now elect their leaders in all House

activities (Sport. Drama and Music). This, together with the experience of electing the twelve Councillors, provides the girls with an opportunity to assess the qualities wliich

should mark a leader. The leadership programme which is offered iii Year 11 provides a valuable input into the

students' thinking on this important area. While the number of formal leaders is necessarily limited. our expectation is that all students in HSC operate from a position of influence in the school and as such should provide leader-

sliip.

We have been fortunate in our School Captain this year, Catherine Soppitt. Cathy returned to Loreto mid-way

through 1983 after spending a year in the USA on a YFU

scholarship. She repeated Year 11 and it is a measure of her personality that her "new" class elected her a Councillor and subsequently Head of the School. In a quiet,

unobtrusive way. Cathy has provided a fine model of

leadership by being always there

at concerts, Year level

gatherings, sporting events and Year level camps. The student body has appreciated her interest in each member.

Along with the Councillors, she has effectively used the decision-making channels of the school to bring about some

good changes. Now, of course, the focus of the HSC class is on the forthcoming exams. Last year's excellent overall result of a 93.4% pass rate is a hard aCt to emulate. As I mentioned last year, the percentage pass rate has to be read

in terms of course entrance at tertiary level. Apart from one

student who is repeating HSC, all gained entrance to a

tertiary or pre-tertiary course (TOP). There was some alarmist talk about a high drop-out rate during the year by the class, but closer analysis revealed that, of those who discontinued courses. very few intend to abandon a course

altogether. Some changed courses e.g. from a University course to nursing. while others have deferred with the intention of either resuming the same course or a different

course this year. This uncertainty is a pattern with many recent school-leavers. The pressure on them during the liSC year and inimediately following. to be able to say

that they are in a course is -high. Some find it quite different from what they had expected, while others are

frankly not suited to the course they have chosen. To some extent it is a comment on our affluent society that young people can have the freedom to go in and out of courses because of free tertiary education but it is also a comment on the education system which programmes people into courses purely on the basis of the Anderson score. That latter comment applies particularly to Universities. Colleges of advanced education and other tertiary institutions are more and more setting their own entrance tests and conducting interviews. The educational debate generated by the proposed changes to the public examination system , conducted by VISE at Year 12. brought into the open the dilemma created by changing patterns in society. More and more young people are staying on at school, yet the present Group 1 VISE subjects are inadequate preparation for many courses. The proposal to integrate all Group land I! subjects into a common group. to progressively remove

tile external examination component and to raise the pass mark are efforts by VlSE to provide students leaving school with a credential recording their achievement. The resistance to such proposals from several quarters, together with the uncertainty posed by the Blackburn Report on Post-Compulsory Schooling. has led to their deferral until 1990. It is a massive problem and it would be blinkered of

schools like this to reject the proposals out of hand simply because the proposals do not particularly suit our clientele.

We nevertheless do have a responsibility to ensure that standards are maintained and that students with academic talent are not sold short.

Seen in this context, the initiative taken by Loreto in

mounting an Alternative Year 11 course (formerly HQC) for students who do not wish to pursue studies for HSC. is seen as all the more necessary. This year we have had 21 students in the course, thirteen from Loreto, six from

Genazzano and one from Sacre Coeur. An exchange student from Japan joined their ranks in second term. With the support from the other two schools now firmly established, the course looks to be assured of a firm future. Some

internal changes to the organization of the students, coupled with the introduction of Word Processing and Computer Studies, has increased the effectiveness of the course. We have been pleased with the way the new students have integrated and gained from the one year course. Indications are that the course will again be well

supported next year by Genazzano and Sacre Coeur. In fact, one mother inquired whether we would run two classes i f the need arose !

The constant review of Curriculum is one way in which

a school attempts to keep pace with changing needs. This year witnessed the introduction of Human Development Studies at Years 7 and 8 as an integrated element in R.E..

English, Phys, Ed.. Science and Home Economics. Parents were actively involved in the early stages of course preparation and were issued a curriculum statement at the

beginning of the year. Legal Studies will be introduced into Year 11 Mainstream next year and will be available at

HSC in 1986, The transfer of the computers to a special

area 111 the Library has witnessed a large increase in the interest and use. Students from both Junior and Senior

Schools are scheduled in the room and it is open before school and at lunchtime for the Computer fanatics.

Another change proposed is in the Year 10 History syllabus. Formerly American history, it has been changed for next year to address five current issues - the Apartheid problem in South Africa, the Vietnam situation, Northern Ireland. the Arab-Israeli conflict, Indonesia and Easi Timor.

The course will trace the origins. the history and the

present state of nations in conilict. The emphasis will be on developing student research skills and utilizing current sources of information.

Confronting students with problems is very much part of the skill of debating. This year has been a most successful year with eight teams debating at inter-School level. In each of the four Grades, Loreto reached the zone finals but there

our luck ended and only one team (Year 10) proceeded to the Area final. In general. we have noted a marked improvement in the oral skills of tile students. due no doubt to tile

increased emphasis placed on this in English courses. Sarah Rey represented tile school in the Plain English Speaking Award with a spirited speech on the role of women iii socie ty.

Music and Drama continue to play an important role iii the development of the students' aesthetic appreciation.

Under the guidance of the new Music Director Mrs Mary

Helen Woods. the standard of performance has been maintained. The School Choir came second in the Open Choi-al section at the Dandenong Eisteddfod, while the String

Orchestra was selected to play at the Concert Hall iii the Yamaha Youth Music Festival. The number of students

taking a musical instrument is high thus there is strong support for the three orchestras. the String Orchestra, tile Brass Consort and the Recorder Consort. Next year we hope to begin a Concert Band which will appeal to yet another bracket of students.

Drama provides an outlet for many budding Miss Worth-

ingtons! This year Loreto was deeply involved in two joint productions with St Kevin's. Oh What a Lovely War in April and

HMS Pinafore in

November. The second inter-House

Drama Festival witnessed a much sounder dramatic content

and skill, which confirms the introduction of Drama as a

core subject at Years 7 and 8. My special thanks go to the members of staff who support these extra-curricular ventures.

Another area receiving strong staff support is the Bushwalking Club. A very popular activity. there is a long list of martyrs waiting to be tested. Walks in the Cathedral Ranges and a three day camp at Wilson's Prom. have been this year's 11ighlights.

The new Senior School development is well under way

and we are hoping for a completion date some time iii March. The complex will provide a physical education centre with viewing gallery, a change room, chair store phys. ed. offices and store, three art-craft studios, an audiovisual studio and a roof-top garden for senior students. The warranted maximum price is $ 1.467,000. The students are eagerly anticipating using the new complex and it will free up other areas in the school. As part of the development. we have had inspection by the Fire Brigade and some rather

demanding requirements have been made on us in the old buildings. This is an additional unexpected cost. In this

total context. parents will appreciate the importance of the Building Fund contributions. It has been decided that a permanent sub-committee will be established to monitor the Fund, to ensure that contributions are kept to a

premium. This will be in place by the beginning of next year.

Moving on to other notable features of the year. two

At this point, may I thank the Executive and

Committees of the Fathers and the Mothers Associations.

The two Presidents, Mr Brian Sweeney and Mrs Sue

tls

Burford. worked hard to maintain the good tradition of support established in earlier years. The service provided by tile two Associations has been of enormous practical help to the School over the year. In addition they provide an excellent avenue for parents to meet each other and form those lasting friendships which spring from a common interest.

In reflecting on a year. certain groups stand out. For me, the staff come first to mind as the group who provide the support, the ideas. the inspiration and the effort to make the school what it is. The life of a school such as this does

not take place just in the classroom. Staff are deeply

involved in pastoral care. extra tutoring. supporting House activities, organizing bushwalks. excursions. visiting

speakers, camps, retreats. Turana dances, language competitions. festivals, Oak Parlours in addition to their normal teaching responsibilities.

At this, the Annual General Meeting of tlie Advisory stand out in particular. The celebration of the Diamond

Jubilee was a time to remember (und not just because of the torrential downpours which attended every function planned). The celebrations centred around a School Mass in

Board. it is fitting to pay tribute to the work of the Board members over the year. Four active sub-committees in Finance, Education and Social issues and Constitution,

have assisted the School administration in many ways with advice. comment and investigation. To Mr Michael

St Patrick's Cathedral on Friday, 2 lst September sixty

Ingwersen 1 extend special thanks for his long term of

years to the day from the first Mass in 1924. Archbishop Little urged us to reflect on the joyous spirit of Christianity and to dance with the Lord at His Creation. The 920 students together witli staff raised the rafters of the

service on the Board. two years of which were as Chairnian.

Michael always provided points for discussion and his wide

Cathedral in a memorable liturgy which was a remarkable

contacts with otlier schools kept us in touch with independent school activities in Melbourne. Three other members are leaving after years of service Mrs Jill

blend of the traditional and the modern. Tlie Mandeville

Cantwell, Mrs Mary MeNamara and Mr Noel Purcell. They

Cup luncheon and hat parade had to be postponed because

have consistently attended meetings and offered assistance on many counts (not to mention light-heartedness). The

of the weather but took place later in somewhat straitened conditions. in keeping with a long tradition of music at

Mandeville, tlie Junior and Senior Schools combined for

Chairman, Judge Warren Fagan, has been a constant source

of support and advice. His recent elevation to the bench of

a Gala Concert featuring three orchestras, two Choirs,

the County Court was an honour in which we ali took

two Madrigal Groups and a String Quartet made up of recent past students. The memorabil.a display, apart from

delight (if not credit!) It has been a pleasure to have been

adding a Latin word to the students vocabulary, also

brought them into touch witli their predecessors over 60 years. The response was magnificent and special thanks are due to all who gave precious relies from the past to the exhibition. 11 was thus with a feeling of gratitude on many levels that we marked our Jubilee. A bookmark and a snow-

ball were the memertoes carried away by the students!

The other unique event ir. 1984 was the Loreto Fair.

Principal during his Chairmanship.

As we move into the future. few things are certain.

However it does appear inevitable that the four term school year will be introduced in 1987. No changes are likely in the HSC set-up before 1990. Our level of government funding has yet to be advised for 1985. but the decision by the Federal Government to provide funding on a four year

basis. with a community standard as the reference point, is

Fairs have not been a feature of Loreto life over the last

of some help in forward-planning. However, it would be false thinking to assume that the issue of Government

twenty-six years thus it was with some trepidation that the

funding is over. Schools such as this need to be moving

parents launched the concept early this year. It is now history that the day was blessed with perfect weather. huge crowds. much festivity and great financial success. The final figure has yet to be advised but tlie organizers are

towords a position of less reliance on Government funding rather than more. In any redistribution or rearrangement in the future. we are not likely to improve our position substantially.

thanks are extended to the Fair Committee and in

Sometimes I wonder where the Gospel is in all this wheeling and dealing among the dollar signs! Saint Ignatius

particular to the President. Mr Brian Lawler and the

of Loyola proposed a way namely, by "finding God in all

hoping for in excess of $40,000. Our congratulations and

Secretary, Mrs Julienne Scarff and to all the parents who worked hard and long to stock the stalls and then sell on the day. While it will not become an annual event, the

memory of the '84 Fair will linger as a positive memory for future years.

At the end of this year we will farewell Mr Kevin

Tyrrell, Mr Trevor Redmond, Mrs Jill Fenwick, Mrs Judy Witney, Miss Mary Uren, Mrs Therry Haas, Miss Bernadette Devlin, Miss Sue Morris and Sr Maureen Saunders. Sr Ruth

Winship and Mrs Jane Barrington will take up different roles in the staff. We wish them all happiness in the year ahead.

things". This is our task - to immerse ourselves in the daily business of living but not to be so over-whelmed by it that it dominates our thinking. our feeling. our actions.

What we aim to develop is a discerning heart that can

recognize the good. move away from the less good and so direct our lives along the path that leads to life.

To this group who represent the parent body, may 1 express my thanks for your loyalty, support and friendship. We are joint partners in a great enterprise.

Deirdre Rofe I.B.V.M.

Principal - Senior School October 1984

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Magazine Committee:

Back Row: Clare Armstrong, Emnia Duffy, Camille Folley Front Row: Daniella Tammaro, Katie Whelan. Lisa White, Sarah Moulton.

Absent: Gave Quin, Jayne Fogartey.

The Magazine Committee wish to thank all the people who contributed to the creation of the School Magazine.

Cover drawn by:-

EMILY O'CONNELL in Prep. and ANNA CLYNES in Year 4 Blue.

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