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Contents 2 I Messages from Our Team

A Note from the Head of College I 2 A Note from the Alumni Manager I 2

3 I Sacred Heart News

Taking Sacred Heart to the World...I 3 Inter-Catholic Foundation Phase Athletics I 4 German Ambassador visits Sacred Heart Music Festival I 5 The Musical Theatre Challenge is awarded BASA Nomination I 6 U16 Basketball Boys clinch Championship I 7 Mindworks I 8

9 I Connecting with Alumni

Matric 2015 I 9 Valedictory Speeches 2015 I 11 Alan Cramer - Returning to Marist Observatory I 15 Ian Corrans - Class of 1959 I 16 Alexander Bailey - Class of 2006 I 17 Gioya Tuma-Waku - Class of 2007 I 18

The Forefront of Revolution about Learning Viashin Govender - Class of 2011 I 20 Fasiha Hassan - Class of 2011 I 22 Dylan Barry - Class of 2013 I 24 Reunions The Class of 1995’s 20th Reunion I 26 The Class of 2005’s 10th Reunion I 27

28 I Celebrate Sacred Heart College’s Heritage with us One Heart Music Festival I 28

Contact details Primary and Pre-Primary School I 30 High School I 31

message from our team A Note from the Head of College

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e followed the #feesmustfall campaign” with great interest. I do not believe that it is a coincidence that so many of the leaders of that movement were alumni of this College. Every generation needs to find its cause and, having done so, its voice. What was really impressive about the protests was the dedication that the leaders of those protests displayed towards a non-violent solution to the problem.

We have experience with the fact that the media will always exaggerate for effect. There was coverage of violence on both sides. We saw images of police using teargas and batons and of students setting fire to toilets. We watched the police arrest some of our alumni and the students screaming vitriolic abuse at the police on television. Those who participated in the protests will tell you that, while that did happen, there were exponentially more instances of police protecting students and of students stopping unruly parts of the group from misbehaving.

My main message for this edition, is a salute to those alumni (and many of our matric students) who had the agency to find a way to voice their objection to a social injustice without themselves perpetrating a social injustice. It may seem a simple thing, but it is another example of how South Africans are able to do things despite expectations of failure and against all logic, in a way that brings a widely diverse group to care about a common goal. We are proud that our students are prominent in the leadership of that. #ouralumniareawesome

A Note from the Alumni Manager

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acred Heart College is a school that has changed over the decades, and the stories that are told in this issue are a tribute to that.

What has emerged, if your hear those who know about it discuss it, is the unwavering focus that the students had on the issue. Our alumni and their friends are angry. Many of them are beneficiaries of great privilege but it is a feature of a graduate of this College that they don’t sit back and say “I am ok, it’s not my problem. “ Social justice is at the core of what it means to be a graduate of Sacred Heart College: Marist Observatory.

You will read about the time when mostly the brothers taught the pupils, the way the school used to be, about those who lead interesting and fulfilling lives and those who have entered the students’ world and stood up for what they believe in, in order to make the world a better place for everyone to live in. I am very proud of the changes the college has gone through and of those who passed through its gates. Every one of them, in their own way, has or will make a difference.

Protests are easily hijacked. There are many recent examples from around the world of peaceful protests turning into civil wars. What makes our student protest so impressive is the fact that the reasonable voices of students, wanting to bring about change that is critical to our country without descending into barbarism, were also the dominant voices.

The Meliores has become not only a great way for past pupils to reconnect but, also, it provides a platform for some to tell a story that shares the history of the school or describes individual achievements that might inspire our future generations. Thank you, Alumni, for making the Meliores publications such a pleasure to read.

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sacred heart news Taking Sacred Heart to the World…

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wo teams from Sacred Heart College in Observatory have successfully qualified for the World Scholars’ Cup, Tournament of Champions to take place at Yale University in November 2015. These learners qualified after competing in the global qualifying rounds which took place in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia and Maynooth, Ireland in June and July.

Grade 10 students: Mujahied Moses, Thuwaybah Moses and Jordyn Walker participated in Malaysia, pitting themselves against 1200 students, and being placed fourth out of all the teams from Africa. Thuwaybah Moses came first out of the five South African teams. Grade 10 students, Julia Barry and Astrid Kuhn, and Grade 11 student, Riley Pam-Grant, who participated in the Ireland round, came fourth overall out of about 100 teams. They came first in the debating section. Julia Barry came first individually in the writing section, with an essay on Why Democracy Matters.

Considering that this was the first time that the World Scholars’ Cup was brought to South African shores, the students showed true grit by embracing the competition, and displaying values of tenacity, perseverance and teamwork.

The World Scholars’ Cup is an international team academic tournament. Students compete in six subjects: Science, Literature, The Arts, Special Area, History and Social Studies. The Scholars’ Cup requires the students to apply their critical thinking skills and their basic knowledge. The competition focuses on bringing students from different cultures together to discuss issues and ideas relevant to today and the future. It is the creation of a global community of future global leaders.

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sacred heart news Inter-Catholic Foundation Phase Athletics

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acred Heart College learners excelled at the Inter-Catholic athletics meeting held on Tuesday, 29th September in Germiston.

Our exceptional performers on the day were Brione Bryan who equalled the U19 girls high jump record and Mbali Khumalo who set a new record for U19 girls discus. Well done to Brione and Mbali on their remarkable sporting achievements.

We are proud to announce that Sacred Heart College was placed second out of five Coeducation schools.

Another outstanding feat for the athletics team is the fact that Sacred Heart College will remain in the “A” Inter-high league in 2016: this outstanding achievement can be attributed to the hard work by both the athletes and coaches.

Well done to all our athletes – you have made us incredibly proud.

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sacred heart news German Ambassador visits Sacred Heart Music Festival

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acred Heart College once again hosted a fantastic music festival on Heritage Day. The day stared off with the ‘Hearts into the Future’ cycle ride supported by the Freedom Ride and the City of Johannesburg. The ride went past some significant Johannesburg sites notably the Nelson Mandela Centre of Memory and the Gandhi House in Orchards. The riders paused and reflected on how these great men worked and changed the lives of the marginalised and the oppressed.

The festival brought together the talents from the pre-primary, primary and high school, allowing the learners the opportunity to showcase their talents. Alastair Smurthwaite, a teacher at the school and Wayne Purchase, the Deputy Principal, also entertained the crowd with their musical ensembles.

The second section of the festival included music legends: Paul Hanmer, Judith Sephuma, Simphiwe Dana and Sipho “Hotstix” Mabuse and M.U.F.A. (Musicians United for Africa).

Music festival goers were treated to a special performance by the newly appointed German Ambassador, Walter Lindner, performing with

Sipho “Hotstix” Mabuse.

Having majored in music at university, Ambassador Lindner is passionate about African tunes. The Ambassador and his wife have lived and worked in Africa for a decade and have developed a passion for the continent and its people. Over the past five years, Marist Brothers schools in Germany and Sacred Heart College have formed a partnership with young German volunteers working alongside our 326 Co-ordinator.

The party continued on into the night with revellers dancing to the music by DJ Fresh, Euphonik and the RISE DJs. The festival highlighted Sacred Heart College’s stand against Xenophobia.

The atmosphere was electric and the vibe contagious as many who attended donned their traditional attire, in recognition of Heritage Day. This was a coming together of all Africans to celebrate our African heritage.

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sacred heart news The Musical Theatre Challenge is awarded BASA Nomination Increasing Access to the Arts Award: Only 5 days to write, compose, choreograph, practice and stage a production.

Could you do it? Yes, they did!!

In 2014, 150 refugee children created the storyline and developed the content for a musical theatre production in just 4 days and performed it on the fifth day.

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his musical theatre was facilitated by Minimax and Mindburst Workshop and sponsored by Sacred Heart College.

together that left most people in awe of what these learners accomplished in such a short period.

The Three2Six Education Project for Refugee Children was established at Sacred Heart College in 2008. 150 refugee children from neighbouring communities come to school from 3 to 6 in the afternoons to do an academic bridging programme that prepares them for enrolment in state schools. This project is externally funded by mostly European and some local donors.

The Three2six project has an incredible societal impact on the refugee families who are part of the project as well as on the broader Sacred Heart College community. The arts programme in particular brings to life the stories and issues facing these refugee children. The art programme has become an important tool to bring refugee issues closer to South Africans and to break down some of the fears and prejudices that still surround refugees in our community.

The Three2Six � Musical Theatre Challenge� was an unbelievable production that touched the lives of the learners, volunteers, facilitators and everyone involved in the programme. After a week of hard work a production was put

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The project enabled the Three2Six children, who do not have time to do arts in their daily academic programme, to experience the joy

sacred heart news of creative expression. Many of them said that it was the best holiday programme ever! They loved the dancing and singing part of it. The project also brought the refugee stories to the audience in a compelling, authentic, entertaining and heart-warming way.

35 high school volunteers, seven volunteer musicians and six volunteers from Australia and Germany also added their support. Nothing was pre-prepared. The children were facilitated to create everything themselves. The show was a

great success, but it was the process leading up to it that was the real learning experience.

Audience members said they had never heard Nkosi Sikelel’ iAfrica sung with such passion.

Sacred Heart College has once again been nominated for a Business and Arts South Africa award for its work with the Three2Six Education Project for Refugee Children. The awards recognise excellence and innovation in the field of business support for the arts.

U16 Basketball Boys clinch Championship

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acred Heart College’s under 16 basketball team, nicknamed “The Dolphins” were crowned Champions at the ISSA (International School of South Africa) basketball festival that took place the weekend of 2nd to 4th October in the North West province.

After suffering a defeat in their first match, the “Dolphins” came back fighting, becoming a dominant force as the tournament unfolded.

Their enthusiasm, perseverance and passion for the sport, saw these spirited young men beat several other teams on the way to becoming champions. The tournament was a platform for them to showcase the basketball skills taught to them by renowned coach, Malu Batapayi, who holds basketball qualifications from Hungary and other European schools of Basketball.

The “Dolphins” had the support from the Gauteng schools who were eager to see the trophy remain in South Africa.

Adding to our crowning glory was the announcement that 2 of our players, Norman Sikakane and Tebogo Molefe, both grade 9 learners have been selected to play in the All Stars Team.

“What an incredible victory for our young “ballers”, said the team Manager Mr Jean Bwasa and Coach, Malu Batapayi.

Pitting themselves against the defending champions, Churchill from Zimbabwe, the team from Sacred Heart College played their hearts out, taking the title: 23 – 22.

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sacred heart news Mindworks 2015 Written by Frances Correia Class of 1992

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ince the mid-1980’s parents at Sacred Heart College have taken over the primary school for the last week of the 2nd term every other year. For four fun filled days the children have had the wonderful experience of learning from their own parents.

Each Mindworks also does some-thing of lasting value for the school. At the beginning of the year a number of aged trees in our orchard were cut down. The trunks were cut into table and chair sizes and left to dry out. Then they were treated and the children painted all of them in bright colours. Now our playground and orchard will have dozens of fairy ring decorated chairs for all to use.

Parents with a more scientific and philosophical outlook on life offered kitchen science experiments and logic games to the children. Other parents who were more artistic did workshops in drama, dance, drumming and singing the blues!

A highlight for all was learning Dr Seuss’ ‘Fox in Sox’, a tongue twisting poem, which the whole school presented with mime.

Mindworks is focused on drawing on the wide variety of skills and talents in the parent body.

Parents take leave of their normal jobs for a week and come into the classroom to teach.

For many of us (parents that is) this is a real eye opener in terms of how intense keeping 30 small children engaged, quiet and learning can be!

This year we chose the theme ‘Renew’ for our Mindworks program. This was part of our response as a Catholic school to the Pope’s new encyclical, ‘Laudate Si: Caring for our Common Home’. From transforming trash into toys, to making sun ovens the children explored a variety of ways of living more sustainably.

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We could not have been thinking about the environment without animals and had amazing presentations from Lori Park Sanc-tuary, Croc City and a simple workshop on ‘how to talk to dogs!’

By the end of the week the children were excited and tired, and the parents had a new depth of respect for the teachers who do this everyday!

Matric 2015

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Matric 2015

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valedictory speech 2015 Kgomotso Letebele

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ood evening, parents, teachers, guests and my fellow matrics.

My days at Sacred Heart College are too long but I’ll only speak about a few of them.

When I was little, I met practically all of you, and grew up with you too. We caused lots of mischief in our colour groups back then, playing touches or breaking bones on the jungle gym.

In Primary School, I remember that caterpillar award some of us worked so hard on getting, just so we could show our parents that we were actually doing something at school. We also lost a few friends and some favourite teachers, like Mr. Bezuidenhout and Mrs. Reyneke. Two other teachers I’ll never forget are Mrs Gardiner and Mrs Holsaffle, whom we called Mrs Wholes Apple because we just didn’t know how to say her name with our skew little teeth, especially Miche and Ziya. I will definitely never forget

Being in Junior High were the best three years of my life. We lost a few more friends but immediately gained new ones.

Grade 6, when Mrs Vitale played an April Fools’ prank on us saying that we had a surprise NS test. None of us studied for that test and I remember looking across my table and seeing Gisele, with cheeks and eyes extremely red and puffy from her tears.

And then life started to get real: buying new uniforms, boys getting rid of their shorts, girls of our banana dresses. Life was totally different when Grade 7 hit us. We were the little people in the big league. Being in Junior High were the best three years of my life. We lost a few more friends but immediately gained new ones, who have been with us ever since and haven’t looked back.

Sacred Heart has literally been my second home and having to leave breaks my heart. When my grandmother passed away in early July, I was extremely overwhelmed by the support of the school. Seeing Mr Northmore, Mrs Blankensee, Mrs Picas and Mrs Paton-Mills at our house, paying their respects, touched my heart. Their presence made my love for this school go from, as we’d say “zero to a hundred real quick”.

Some may know this, but to those who don’t, Koketso and I are the last Letebeles, the last generation, to walk through those gates built by our grandfather and, being the youngest, I’m left with the responsibility of saying good-bye to this wonderful school that is so enriched with history. To my fellow and dauntless matrics, goodbye. Each and every one of you have given me so many memories that I will cherish most dearly. And I truly hope that, before our ten year reunion, we shall see each other again, whether at a mall or some other public area.

If we do, let us sit down and have coffee and chat. I love you all more than you’ll ever know.

Remember, be phenomenal or be forgotten….. forgotten. So without further ado, from Koketso, the other Letebele’s and me, who have been here, goodbye and may the odds be ever in your favour.

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valedictory speech 2015 Niven Pilley When I joined the school, I met people I could call my family and, being an only child, having a family of Sacred Heartians was the best break from the loneliness and silence I could have asked for.

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ood evening my fellow classmates, parents and teachers, I’m not particularly good at public speaking but, on this important occasion, I’m doing just that. My final words, as a learner at Sacred Heart College, are in a short letter that I’ve written to my beloved school.

Dear Sacred Heart College In 2011, you introduced me to a rather peculiar yet spectacular world. I remember imagining my first day of school would be a typical movie horror story, where our first year would be filled with various initiations and new kid segregations.

And then, I met a group of individuals, whom I’d later refer to as my “squad”. Instead of experiencing something terrible, I confronted something terrific. When I joined the school, I met people I could call my family and, being an only child, having a family of Sacred Heartians was the best break from the loneliness and silence I could have asked for.

As a kid and especially as a teenager, I grew up always doing whatever I could to fit in, with a desire to be accepted rather than a social outcast. Because of this, my mind was filled with thoughts of, “You’re not good enough”, and, “You’ll never be worth it”. Such thoughts grew and festered, making me anxious about confronting anyone. I was literally too afraid to

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speak and engage with anyone, until I came to Sacred Heart. My squad taught me how to let down my hair and enjoy my life and, for the first time in 2011, I felt what it was like to have siblings. When later on, in the years when I was diagnosed with ADHD and General Anxiety Disorder, my class mates were there for me. They helped me with my struggles to concentrate in class, gave me the confidence to meet different people and make new friends.

School for me was a struggle, and trying to pass my tests and complete my assignments was a struggle, but the only reason I’ve been able to succeed is because the people of Sacred Heart were there for me. They allowed me to believe in myself; they told me I’m worth it; they taught me to never give up. So I thank you, Sacred Heart; I owe you a debt I cannot repay. You saved my life and ultimately you moulded the person I am today and the gentle man that I’ll be in my future.

Thank you

valedictory speech 2015 Colin Northmore To Fill The World With Love

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have been looking forward to tonight for the last 12 years.

I am going to speak for the first time as a Head of College and parent at the same time. I want to talk to the amazing young people sitting here tonight.

We gather in this place at this time to celebrate a group of young adults, who stand at the very brink of the possibilities of their future. At this point in their lives, anything is possible, anything can be achieved and the only constraints are the ones that the Grade 12’s choose to believe exist. They have done things in class, on the fields, during outings and at home that have prepared them for this future that they must still define.

I want us to pause and celebrate, and I use the word ‘celebrate’ deliberately. In his video ‘Celebrate what’s right with the world’, Dewitt Jones tells us that “by celebrating what is right with the world, we find the energy to fix what’s wrong”. As I consider our country and the world, I think about the many wrongs that you will have to face, but then I remember that you are a group of young people, who have never stood back from a challenge, and I know that you are what is “right” with the world and, thus, will find the energy to fix some of those wrongs.

In 1969, when I was just four years old, Peter O’Toole and Petula Clark starred in a film based on a book called ‘Goodbye Mr Chips’. It tells the story of a romance between a music hall singer and a stodgy teacher in an exclusive independent boys’ school in England. The film

opens and ends with the singing of the school song: In the morning of my life I shall look to the sunrise, At a moment in my life when the world is new.

And the blessing I shall ask is that God will grant me, To be brave and strong and true, And to fill the world with love my whole life through.

This song is the message I have for the class of 2015. You stand at the dawning of adulthood.

Are you able to be brave and strong and true?

I have already mentioned that the world you are leaving us for is fraught with difficulties and problems. There are times you are going to be afraid and a little lost, unsure of the way forward. It takes courage to step into that space and make yourself vulnerable. Unlike your grandparents (and to some extent your parents), you will not complete a degree that will get you into one job for the rest of your life.

You will have to keep learning and developing your skills and knowledge. We hope that, as parents and teachers, we have given you the tools to be able to do that.

“Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.” ― Nora Ephron Courage is not the absence of fear. It is the ability to step forward despite your fear and your body uses fear to give us a chemical boost at the right time. As the South African playwright and businessman, Deon Opperman, once said, “Be brave; step into that which you fear for it is there that you will discover talents that you never dreamed you had.” Be strong. Can you be yourself when our world uses Twitter, Instagram and reality TV to tell us what to desire and who to be? We live in a world of celebrities, who celebrate even the most destructive behaviour they indulge in. This encourages a cult of ‘me’.

The hashtag #me has over 3 million posts on Instagram and is the third most commonly used

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valedictory speech 2015 tag. To ask you to be true to yourself is possibly one of the most demanding things we can ask.

I love the story of a young lady, who called her friend and said, “Hi Sarah, listen. I only have a minute. I’m about to get picked up for a blind date. Can you call me in a half hour just in case it’s going badly? Yes? Ok great! We’ll speak.”

She gave herself a quick spray of perfume, checked herself out one more time in the mirror, and headed outside to wait for her date. Twenty minutes after his arrival, she was discreetly checking her watch. After ten more long minutes, her phone finally buzzed. She listened for a few seconds, grimly pursed her lips, and turned to her date, “I feel terrible, but my grandmother is terribly sick, and I must go home now.”

“No problem!” said her date with a big grin. “In a few more minutes, my dog was going to get run over!”

What do you believe and what are you willing to pay for your beliefs? When the war in Syria broke out, the Marist brothers living in Aleppo had to make a choice. There is a community in Lebanon that was willing to take them in but they decided instead to continue to teach their children when bombs fell around them. In March this year, the brothers and lay Marists wrote: “Given these tragedies, these disappointments, these sufferings, the anxiety, the fear, the despair, what can we do? ... Is there anything to do? ... Why Stay? ... Why stay? ... Are we heroes or fools? ... Is there hope of return to a normal life? ... To a return of peace?

The inhabitants of Aleppo who stayed give us lessons of courage and reasons for hope.

When we see them do any work to survive, send their children to school and college despite the insecurity, leave their home each morning without any guarantee of not being hit by a bullet from a sniper on the street, stay at home knowing that the next mortar may fall on their building, day by day, trusting only in themselves and in God ... Yes, when we see their courage and resilience, it silences our unanswered

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questions; it encourages and gives hope to others. Being true requires both bravery and strength.

The film, The Mission, tells the story of the exploitation of South America by the Portuguese, who allowed slavery, and the Spanish, who did not, and the transfer of one of the territories from Spain to Portugal, with the inevitable enslavement of a previously free people. The Catholic cardinal, who had to decide whether to allow the transfer or not, is devastated at the end by the slaughter that ensues after he agrees to the transfer and he is consoled by the Portuguese ambassador who tells him, “We live in the world and the world is thus.”

His reply is “No! Thus have we made the world; thus have I made it!”

Our school song that gives us a reason for living concludes the advice I give you tonight. Teachers write stories about the future of their pupils that they will never get to read. We remember you when you were in the Pre-Primary and Primary schools.

The questions you asked and experiences you had have been part of our daily life for the past 12+ years and, as we let you go, we wonder what you will become but, short of a chance encounter in a shopping centre, we shall never know. Like Michelangelo, we have seen the angel in a block of stone and carved to set it free. You are our angels with an inner strength and beauty and what we are most interested in knowing the answer to is not whether you got that degree or landed that fantastic job.

What we are interested in is, “Do you fill the world with love?” Is this your contribution to our world? Your last and most important assignment from Sacred Heart is that you strive to “fill the world with love your whole life through”.

alan cramer Returning to Marist Observatory warmth I received from Ellen Howell and Colin Northmore’s genuine cordiality created an emotion that was extremely unfamiliar to me in the surroundings. There was an immediate turnaround in my feelings.

I thoroughly enjoyed the visit! I saw everything through the same eyes but with a totally different attitude. The change was Pavlovian, except I did not require repeated stimulus. The emotional change started swiftly with Ellen and Colin, and was sealed by the wonderful couple of hours walking around the campus.

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read an article in the June 2014 Meliores issue, and I quote Howard Thomas Class of 1963 from it: “ My legs would not take me nearer than the pavement on the other side of Eckstein street”. I can relate to him; he was one year before me.

It took me two months revisiting the experience in my mind, enjoying the photographs that I took, many tears of realisation, and composing and recomposing this article. There was a reason why I met Ellen Howell and Colin Northmore!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

I have been happily married for 47 years, live in Toronto, Canada, and have two sons and one granddaughter.

I was radical, rebellious, and disobedient.

A decade in an authoritarian environment embedded primarily negative memories. I often joke that my detention desk would never be thrown away; the school would keep it in their museum as I held the detention record.

I never returned to Marist Observatory after 1962, and never considered visiting before I immigrated to Canada in 1977. After 38 years out of the country, and 53 years since I was last at the school, I was extremely ambivalent about returning.

Waiting for the Alumni Relationship Manager outside the principal’s office, I must admit my knees were shaking, my stomach was in a knot, and I was reconsidering. The immediate

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class of 1959

Ian Corrans Marists Brothers Johannesburg in the 1950’s

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had the privilege and good fortune to attend Marists Brothers schools in Johannesburg for nine years, first at the old Koch Street school from standard two in 1951 till standard six in 1955, and then at the Observatory College from standard seven in 1956 till matric in 1959.

The Koch Street School was one of the first to be established in Johannesburg and carried a long tradition of teaching boys. One of its “institutions” was Brother Vidal, who taught physical education in the school hall. His nickname was “Polly” or “Dewdrop” as he had been endowed with rather a large curved nose on which a dewdrop was prone to form on cold winter mornings. During P.T., Br Vidal would have us all stand in formation and swing wooden clubs while he kept time by beating two wooden sticks together. If any unfortunate boy dropped a club, the proceedings would come to a halt and Br Vidal would start whistling and slowly walk around the hall looking behind the pictures on the wall for one of his canes, all of which had names like “Charlie” or “Billy”. This was all part of the entertainment, including the inevitable three or four “cuts” which were administered without any malice and were accompanied by much encouragement from the other boys. I suffered no ill effects that I know of!

One of the more memorable teachers at Koch Street was Miss Kane (a very appropriate name.) She taught standard five and achieved remarkable results. Staff and students did not cross Miss Kane readily. One day, when the boys were late in getting back to her class from P.T., Br Vidal was given a severe lecture.

About fifteen minutes later, he rushed into the

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classroom with a bunch of flowers, placed them on Miss Kane’s desk and rushed out without saying a word. Other great teachers were Br Robert, a young French-Canadian, and Br Andrew (who later went to Observatory.) Both these kind, dedicated men made a lasting and positive impression on my young mind.

The four years spent at Observatory all seem a bit of a blur now. It is, after all, fifty six years since I finished at the tender age of seventeen.

Gerald McGurk taught us science and one day, he managed to nearly demolish the science lab while demonstrating the burning of hydrogen gas. He underestimated the speed of the hydrogen flame and the whole apparatus took off and hit the ceiling. Br Celestine (nicknamed “Caesar”) was well known to many who passed through “Obs.” He would bestow on most a nickname in standard nine and this is what you were called, like it or not for the final two years.

Mine was “Ferret”, not very complimentary, but based no doubt on my fair hair and blue eyes. Other boys were Moose, Rabbit, Stiletto, Chicken Attila and so on. All this was in good humour and I do not think any of us carry any psychological scars from it. Roger Rosenberg (aka Beresford) and I represented the school in debating in 1959, but neither became a lawyer or politician. I played rugby, but was never all that good. I managed to play a few games for the first fifteen in 1959 when Roger Rosenberg, the regular scrumhalf, was injured. Syd Nomis, that great Springbok centre, was a year ahead of me, while that invincible first fifteen of 1960, with the likes of the Solomon twins and Alan Levine, was a year later.

All in all, those were memorable years spent at Marists, but it was a very different world two generations ago. May the Lord continue to bless the Marist Order.

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aLEXANDRA bAILEy Physiotherapist and Owner of Alexandra Bailey Physiotherapy

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started my schooling at Sacred Heart College in 1992, when the pre-school was still in Yeoville. Right from day one, we were brought up the Marist way.

We were taught to be kind, caring and understanding of others, encouraged to think beyond our biggest dreams and dare to strive for better things. It was from here that my character was influenced and developed into who I am today.

I matriculated in 2006, having applied to the Witwatersrand Medical School to become a physiotherapist. I had always known I wanted to work in health and help people in pain. Having spent many hours at physiotherapy for sporting injuries I’d sustained throughout school, I set my heart on this career.

My career started in Thokoza Township, where I completed my community service year. I was then asked to run the physiotherapy department at the Germiston Rehabilitation Centre, which serviced many surrounding areas of different economic status. I was not treating as many sports injuries as I had hoped for, but rather treating conditions that effect our country at a primary level. I treated cerebral palsy, stroke, arthritis, HIV patients and many more conditions. Therapy was conducted wherever it was needed, be it on the side of the road, in clinics or patients’ homes. Here you have to think on your feet, always be open minded, and be prepared for whatever comes your way.

My two proudest achievements were starting and running the stroke rehabilitation class and “Thatha Thokoza”, a teaching and educational

programme. We had such fun working together as a group to support and encourage others to push their limits and reach their goals. During these years, I learnt a new meaning to humility, community, persistence and passion.

I started then to realise where my true passions in physiotherapy lay.

I then moved into private practice and worked at a private boys’ high school.

Here I had the privilege of working with younger patients who were involved in a variety of competitive sports. I was contracted to the first rugby team where my roles were to administer first line medical care during matches, work on improving physical capabilities during training and rehabilitate injured players to return to play.

This was a learning experience and taught me valuable lessons in life and a lot about myself. I truly believe that every situation we go through in life is aimed to shape us into the people we are meant to become.

This year, I took the leap of faith and opened up my own practice. Here I combine my experience, knowledge and passion into my patients’ journeys towards recovery, reaching their goals with a better sense of body selfawareness. I would never have guessed I would become an entrepreneur, but I have no doubt, that the lessons I was taught and surrounded by throughout my schooling have played a large role in this.

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gioya tuma-waku Actress-Director becoming an actress. Thus, my parents and I agreed that I could go to a theatre school anywhere in the world if I studied for a more practical degree first, preferably in business for me to use no matter what industry I ended up in. By this time, I had already decided that not only did I want to act but I would love to own my own production company one day, so that I could act, direct, write and produce my own movies, plays and TV shows. So that’s what I did. I graduated from Sacred Heart College in 2007 and went to study at The University of Witwatersrand. I got my Honours in Marketing because every business needs that to survive and, as an actress, I would need to market myself.

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’ve always wanted to act from as far back as I can remember. I told my parents around the age of 10 that I wanted to act, but they brushed it off by telling me that every little girl wanted to grow up to be an actress and that I would get over it. But here’s the thing, I didn’t get over it.

Watching a movie, no matter where it was, was my happy place. One can get lost in a world where literally anything is possible and, as an actor, one is able to help the director and writer bring their dream and fantasies to life. An actor brings life to characters, who are just figments of someone’s imagination. He can be a doctor, lawyer and engineer all in the same year.

So when I was in Grade 9 and had to choose subjects for the following year, the very first thing I signed up for was, of course, Drama. And I guess that is probably when it first occurred to my parents that I was indeed serious about

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Once I graduated, the only thing on my mind was acting. During this period in my life, I participated in a talent showcase with the Just-You Agency which qualified me to go to the ARTS (a larger scale Talent Showcase) in Orlando, Florida, in June 2013. I went to the ARTS and performed, attended workshops and spoke to agents, directors and cast directors currently working in the American market. After I was done with the showcase, I auditioned for a few schools that I had researched and thought best suited me. I got into a couple but I ultimately chose The American Academy of Dramatic Arts, because it had been one of the few schools I had had my eyes on since high school. Some of the alumni from the Academy include Paul Rudd, Anne Hathaway, Adrien Brody, Kim Cattrall, Sarah Paulson, Jennifer Coolidge, Dennis Haysbert, Jessica Chastain, Grace Kelly and Robert Redford to name a few.

So I jetted off to LA to start the next phase of my life. I started at my new school and had the best two years of my life. I grew as a person and the freedom I experienced enabled me to unleash the creative part of myself. I reconnected with who I am as a person, met amazing people and

When I got the cast list for For Coloured Girls, it felt as if I had gone full circle. learned tools and skills that will set me apart from actors who don’t have a classical training.

perform, and I believe that was the final thing that convinced them that I had chosen the right career path for myself. So I graduated along with the other 107 students in my class and the next day I received the phone call informing me that I was one of the 21 chosen to be part of The Academy’s company.

I graduated from the Academy in May and, right before my graduation, I performed my graduation play in which I was cast in the most coveted role, Lady in Red in For Coloured Girls.

I had originally learned about For Coloured Girls in 2007 because one of my classmates, Colleen Balchin, had decided to use that as her matric play. I auditioned for her and got a part in the play. However, a week later, I had to drop out of the play for personal reasons and it had always bothered me just a little bit that I didn’t get to perform in the play and so, when I got the cast list for For Coloured Girls, it felt as if I had gone full circle and I had another opportunity to perform in my favourite play. I rehearsed the play and we performed it. It was also the first time my parents and aunt saw me really

All in all, that’s what my journey has been. I’m currently part of a company that works together and gets cast in roles for a year. We do rehearsals and perform in 16 plays throughout the year and then end off with our final showcase in front of industry professionals. My last play, which will be put on next year in February, will be the play Angelique in which I shall play the role of Angelique, a slave raped by her slave master; then accused and hanged for burning down his house after his death. It’s definitely going to be a lot of work but I am looking forward to it. I have met and worked with some wonderful people and I look forward to what the future may bring; and no matter what, I am forever grateful that I wake up every morning in Los Angeles doing what I love to do.

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The forefront of revolution about learning

class of 2011

viashin Govender

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woke up on Wednesday morning at 9:00, feeling good about the rain the night before.

When I checked my phone, which was full of the usual messages, the one that struck me most was, ““Don’t go into Wits today”.

I read the comments about the violence and inconvenience (those two words were literally said in the same sentence) that the protesters were causing: traffic had been backed up all the way to Corlett Drive, people were not being let in or out of the campus, there were guns with live ammunition, and the word “hostage” was used more than once. All these things were talked about on social media and ‪#‎WitsFeesMustFall‬‬ was in the news everywhere. Some of my friends were there and, since there was no way to get to Wits in all the traffic, I did the only thing I could do at home. Research.

I read every article, post, and email. I watched every video and news broadcast. I texted and phoned everyone I knew at the protest. Then

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there was the news about the Grayston bridge collapsing, I stared at my screen and thought one thing, “The apocalypse has started and it’s happening on the M1 highway (Golden Circle sold out)”. I held off from posting my opinion the whole day because, after looking at everything, I didn’t feel I deserved to. I’d read many opinions, each telling a different story about how the protest was good-natured but executed poorly, all expressed by people who were at home. All the emails from Wits said it was very unsafe but all my friends said it was peaceful. Regardless what was actually going on, I needed to be there. From all the research I’d been doing on Wednesday, I knew that the right thing for me to do was to stand by my friends and peers and help stop the unreasonable fee increase that would affect everyone. I needed to see what was going on with my own eyes. And this is exactly what I saw with my own eyes.

Thursday arrived. I walked into Wits, holding down the fort with my friends, keeping people from entering or leaving. To those people I blocked who needed to be somewhere important, like picking up their kids, trying to get food, or work; I’m truly sorry, but it was incredibly difficult and I hope you’ve come to understand.

To those people who threatened to smash my skull in, pushed, grabbed, and shouted the most horrible things to me and my friends all because “you can’t restrict my freedom to move and I want to go home”, I’d block you all over again.

At midday, I started walking through the campus with my cousin to the other gates. It felt so right to be there, seeing students from all areas of life, people who had graduated, Wits ground staff and lecturers stand together for this particular cause. Then something bad happened. I walked to the Flower Hall entrance and heard shouting about someone who had been run over by a car. A BMW was damaged, with people dancing in protest or shaking with anger to the point of

tears. The driver was locked in the boom gate security box, untouched. His car was left alone.

For the first time, I realised the restraint all the protesters had exercised. For hundreds of people, to see a fellow protester get run over by an individual, who had also tackled a student the day before, and not touch him, showed all kinds of restraint. I felt that same violent urge and what it took to hold it in, because the student who got hit was my friend, Mitchel Hunter, and the student that got tackled was my friend, Nhlanhla Lucky Nkosi. Whatever people might say about the protest, it was not violent despite the efforts against protesters to make it so.

Friday rolled around and Adam Habib finally arrived. The gates were open. The Vice Chancellor sat in the middle of Senate House surrounded by thousands of students waiting for the changes to be made. People were so civil.

Water and food were provided by lecturers and students out of their own pockets. Everything was going well and Wits was peaceful all around.

Then, as the sun set, I was standing outside with a few friends when we heard shouting.

We all ran inside to an entrance within Senate House where about 30 officers from a private security company stood on the other side of a closed glass door. Protesters had amassed on the entrance shouting at them to leave. Banging started on the door in a chant. This went on for a few minutes when, standing not even 10 metres from the door, I heard terrified screams and saw people running away frantically. I ran, scared at full speed. What happened? The officers broke through the door. Did they have rubber bullets?

Live ammunition? I kept running to another entrance when we all stopped and turned back to see fellow protesters charging back. I ran back. People were shouting at the officers as they walked through Senate House to another exit. People shouted at them to leave. This was a peaceful protest, so why were they there? I took out my phone and started recording. After a few minutes of this, I coughed. Thinking I’d

been running and might be pretty unfit, I let it go. Then I coughed again. And again. My eyes watered and I looked to the side to see fellow protesters in the same state. Tear gas.

This is when we all got angry. We all shouted and were divided into those who were throwing signs and the like at the officers and those trying to stop things being thrown. The officers eventually got to the exit and stood there.

Once they were gone, they were seen in their group around campus, but they didn’t attack us again. Because of the attack, one man broke his leg and a woman had an asthma attack; she stopped breathing while we waited for ambulances to arrive and she had to be resuscitated twice before one arrived. We had made the stupid assumption of thinking that, since we were not being violent, there would be no violence against us. After a lot of regrouping and arguing with the Council chairperson, the Council came down from the 11th floor to our level on the ground. Debates too long to go into (yeah, I’m actually leaving out a lot) happened and at 5:00 in the morning, after a night of singing, dancing, and delay tactics, did we achieve something promising. The problem was discussed and would not be considered small anymore; the contract was signed.

There were a lot of hardships during the last few days. Blood, sweat, and tears all had their cameo roles. The protest ran strong under its own steam and we never gave up. I felt proud to be standing with everyone in Senate House and at the gates, and I’m proud of everyone who was there. I’m disappointed, not at those who didn’t come, but at those who were against us because of the inconvenience it caused them and their unfortunate inability to empathise. We fought for days on end, not knowing what would happen tomorrow. It’s never been more true; the thing about fighting for a better tomorrow, is that the tomorrows just keep on coming.

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The forefront of revolution about learning Incoming student representative council (SRC) secretary-general Fasiha Hassan said: In the run-up to the protest, the majority of the preparations have been done by woman leaders and we are reclaiming our space. “This is also an issue of intersectionality. Yes, we are fighting fees but we are also recognising that as women we have been marginalised in a certain space.

We are reclaiming that.” Hassan said that’s why students also decided to put political party differences aside to deal with the fee increase issue.

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fasiha hassan Incoming Wits student representative council secretary-general (Insert from the Star Newspaper 21 October 2015 written by Tebogo Monama)

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ITS FIGHT IS NOT ONLY ABOUT FEES, IT’S ABOUT WOMAN LEADERS

For the female students at Wits, the fight is not only about the fees, but about claiming their space as women at the institution.

The nearly week-long protest against the increases at the Braamfontein campus has been led by female student leaders like Nompendulo Mkhatshwa and Shaeera Kalla.

These young women have led the protest and at all times raised the importance of nonviolence.

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“The SRC is leading this movement and it is technically non-partisan. The important thing is that this issue of fees affects all 33 000 students at Wits. We need to be united to get what we want,” she said. But Hassan said it was worrying that white students weren’t part of the action.

“We have several white comrades who are on our side but unfortunately the proposed fee increments are going to be affecting the workingclass students more than anyone else.

“The truth of the matter is that the working class in this country is black and that is why our representation has been predominately black.

We welcome all students of all races to please join us in the picket lines.”

She maintained that at the university council, the students never agreed to the increments but were outvoted.

“We have never ever agreed to this fee increment. When student representatives sit on the council, they are one or two members out of something like 30 members.

“We are totally outnumbered and outvoted.

Which is one of the calls we are making. We are also saying, the way the university’s decisionmaking system is set up, student leaders don’t have the voice we should have, even though we are representing 30 000 students.”

Hassan said it was important to maintain nonviolence. “We have chosen a radical but peaceful protest because we don’t want to take attention from the issues. We have been subjected to violence.

“We have been tear-gassed by private security; we have had students who were run over by cars, yet we have not reacted in violence.”

“We have a group of disciplined people here because we know what we are fighting for.”

Hassan said if the university didn’t adhere to their demands, they would continue with the protest.

“Should council not come to the party, we will continue this protest. Universities across the country are shutting down. Students across the country are now standing together and saying ‘no’ to exorbitant fees. If they think they can take us on just as Wits, they are wrong. We have started it at UCT, Rhodes, Stellenbosch and other universities.”

“We are working together with other institutions.

We are advising each other and coming together.”

But Hassan admits if the institution doesn’t listen to their pleas, they will go after Higher Education and Training Minister Blade Nzimande.

“Given the national landscape, students across the country need to march to Pretoria to call on Blade to avail more funding and look at inefficiencies within universities.

“We are saying some academics and vicechancellors are being paid exorbitant amounts as well as bonuses. We need to look at the inefficiencies of varsity spending as well,” she said.

Hassan admits that leading the protest comes with huge sacrifices from all leaders.

“As leaders we need to be very clear that we need to be courageous for our people. Yes, it is intimidating, but we know what we are fighting for is a worthy cause and what we are willing to sacrifice for.”

“We realise there is a possibility of arrest, harm and losing things but we resign ourselves to those sacrifices because we know that if we don’t do that, transformation in this country and the face of this country is never going to change.

“This is substantive transformation. The way you change the face of the country is through education. If you are going to exclude the working-class black student, we are not going to do it.”

Picture taken at Wits by Viashin Govender

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The forefront of revolution about learning almost universal at our universities: the issue of the outsourcing of workers.

Outsourcing is the process of contracting workers through private companies instead of employing those workers directly. At the University of the Witwatersrand, outsourcing began in earnest in 2000, when Wits, under the leadership of then Vice-Chancellor Colin Bundy, outsourced most of the university’s labour needs to private companies, including grounds work, cleaning and maintenance.

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dylan barry Student Protests: Why Outsourcing Matters

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n Friday October 24, after students shut down institutions of higher learning across the country and thousands of students marched on the Union Buildings in protest against the increasing costs of tertiary education in South Africa, President Jacob Zuma announced that there would be no increase in tuition fees for the year 2016. This was a victory for students and, for many of those viewing the shutdown and protests from outside our tertiary institutions, it appeared to be the victory.

However, on Monday 26, the University of the Witwatersrand (Wits) remained shutdown by students. The University of Cape Town (UCT) remained shutdown by students. The shutdown and protest action continued at institutions across the country. The reasons vary at various institutions but, for the most part, what kept and keeps students protesting is an issue that is

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For those not familiar with the issue it might not be immediately obvious why this would be such a bad thing, but it is the nature of outsourcing that has had students, workers and academics working to reverse it for the last 15 years. In 2000, according to the Wits Workers’ Solidarity Committee’s 2011 report to the University Senate, the process of outsourcing led to the retrenchment of 613 workers, less than half of whom were reemployed by the private companies that took over. Workers’ conditions and pay suffered significantly; for example; the wages of cleaners fell from R2227 to about R1200. Workers lost benefits, including medical aid. They lost pensions. But perhaps, most importantly, workers lost free education at the institution for their children. Outsourcing has also made it much more difficult for workers to find representation and organization in trade unions. NEHAWU membership at Wits was roughly halved by outsourcing. The specifics differ from university to university, but the theme is the same. Outsourcing has allowed for the systemic exploitation of workers at our universities, while absolving those institutions of responsibility for that very exploitation. That is wrong.

As stated in the Workers’ Solidarity Committee’s 2011 report, Outsourcing at Wits, it has led to a situation where workers are paid very little and have very few benefits. Workers get no travel

allowances, nor maternity benefits. Workers also receive no pension. By Wits policy, they are not allowed to meet on campus to discuss their grievances, and unionization is made very difficult. That has been an unacceptable state of affairs, and that is why students and academics alike have refused to let workers be left behind in a struggle that has otherwise found tremendous success. Students and workers marched together in solidarity.

On October 6, thousands of students, workers and academics across the country, notably at Wits, UCT, and the UJ protested together in solidarity against outsourcing. At Wits, hundreds of students and workers marched together to deliver a memorandum to the university management. That memorandum included a workers’ charter and a demand to end outsourcing. Students and workers at UJ did the same.

On October 14, a week after the outsourcing protests, students at Wits shut their university down in protest against the proposed fee increase for 2016. Workers risked their jobs to stand with the same students, who had stood with them a week before. It is a factor that has been overlooked in almost every analysis of the issue, but it should not be underestimated how much momentum the student fee protests gained from the outsourcing protests the week

before. Quickly the shutdown spread across the country, and the rest is history.

In consequence, when Jacob Zuma announced that there would be no fee increase for 2016, but made no mention of the issue of outsourcing, most students felt that the struggle was not over. Students had achieved their main goal, but the workers, who had risked their livelihoods in support, had won nothing. A victory only for students felt and still feels hollow. Subsequently, due to pressure from students and continued protest action, both Wits and UCT students have managed to obtain commitments on the issue of outsourcing from their respective managements. This is a victory for those institutions but, unfortunately, universities around the country continue to struggle with the issue. The battle may have been won, but the war is not over.

South Africa has a long and proud history of championing the rights and the humanity of workers. It is a history that has been embedded in the psyche of young South Africans in all corners of the country. It is a legacy that students hope to continue. For unless we move forward together, we are not moving forward at all. The battle ahead may be tough. For universities outsourcing is cheap, and outsourcing is easy.

It is also wrong. Students and workers together may yet set it right.

Picture taken at Wits by Viashin Govender

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reunion The Class of 1995’s 20th Reunion Standing in the old chapel theatre overlooking a group of people with whom I had shared that same space 20 years ago was a magical moment for me, one to be treasured and cherished for a long, long time to come. There was a sentimental nostalgia in the air as we reminisced together about days gone by, reminding one another of moments forgotten and laughing uncontrollably at many shared and some forgotten memories.

We shared life stories and bragged about our greatest achievements, our children! It was amazing how, even though 20 years had passed and we all had gone our separate ways, there still remained a very special bond between us.

I remember ending off the evening walking out of the school with a sense of wonderment and joy, feeling immensely blessed to still be a part of the Sacred Heart family!

Once a Sacred Hearter - always a Sacred Hearter! #inmelioracontende #SHCALUMNI Roshen Brown

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reunion The Class of 2005’s 10th Reunion A reunion is a time for remembering the past, strengthening old relationships and creating new memories and introducing old friends to the new people in our lives – our partners and children.

It is a time when old friends get together to chat, laugh about the past and trade stories. As past learners of Sacred Heart College, we forged ahead into the big, wide world full of hopes and dreams. Some of us stayed connected to each other and some lost contact along the way but on 3 October 2015, the Class of 2005 made a trip to Sacred Heart College to re-kindle those friendships and memories. We spent the day reuniting with old friends, picnicking in the school grounds; those same grounds that we played in, ran on and enjoyed our breaks.

2016 and 2017 Reunions Are you looking to reunite? Contact Ellen Howell on Alumni@sacredheart.co.za and we will assist you with the arrangements.

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Sacred Heart Music Festival 24 September 2015 we celebrated Heritage Day by hosting a 15km “Hearts Into the Future” Cycle ride and a Sacred Heart Music Festival.

These events highlighted Sacred Heart College’s stand against Xenophobia.

The music festival was thoroughly enjoyed by all who attended. The music offered variety of sounds and music by Sacred Heart College students, professional artists and DJs. Some of the highlights of the day were: Sipho “Hotstix” Mabuse sharing the stage with the German Ambassador, Walter Lindner; our pre-primary learners singing and dancing to the “Click” song; the family spirit among parents and learners; our parents enjoying the music dressed in their traditional attire; the singing of the National Anthem by some of our 326 learners and of course, this was all captured in an insertion on the news on eTV. Our young patrons also enjoyed the various children’s activities on offer.

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