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Princ ip a l- S r. Pa 1ricia Nunan D e puty Princ ipa l · Mr. Jo hn Jamieson Se nio r T eache r · Mrs. Ma rg a re t B a rratt Miss A . Ba iley Mrs E. Ba lsamo Miss A. Beck e tt Mr. C. B lake Mr. R. Cha lke r Mrs. D . Christi a n Mr. M . Christofo ridis Mrs. M . C ross Mrs. P . De Fe lice Mrs. J. Ende rsbee Mme K . Fe u c hte rsleb e n Mr. K . Flattley MissM. Foott Mrs. J. Fra nces con i Ms. M . Fras e r Mrs. L. Garino Miss K. Gill espie MmeC. Glass Miss E . Glees o n Mrs. C. Green Mr. L. Gryori Miss B . Harcourt Miss v . Ho lland Mrs. J. Kahans Sr. Kathleen Ke nne dy Mrs. R. Ke nny Miss A. Landy Mrs. J. Lang Mrs. L. La rse n Mr. B . Masc i Mr.J. Molloy Mr. A. Morgan Mr. D . Mulde r Mrs. R. Mccu tc h a n f S r. J. Mc Ke nna Mrs . B . Ni chol as Mrs. J. Whe a te n Mrs. G. Preston Mr. D . Raj Mrs . B . Re mne n Mr.S. Russo Sr. J. Rya n Mr. A. Smi th M rs . E. Sm itl1 Mrs. M . Spa in Mrs. R. Sty n es Mr. D . Sute r Miss R. Vacch c tt a Mrs. H. Va ugha n Mrs. I. V o n Mo lle r Mr.M. Ward Mr. S. w a rne r Mrs. M . Wa lsh Mrs. D . Wa rre ll Mrs. J. Weste rma n Ms. J. W ill is Miss A. Crowley Mrs w . vande rs lik Mrs. J. D ean Mrs. t\ . Green Mrs. E. Wilson Mrs. v . Ric h Mrs. N. Bolg e r Mrs . A. Bake r Sr. Denise McCa nh Mr. K . Reed Mr. D . G idden s

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I can Create, I can Kill, I can do all this at Will . I can Love . rcan Hate, I'm a m essenge r of Fate. I can Paint, I can Lie , I can ev en make you Cry. I can Dream , I can Scare , I'll go farther than I Dare. A ll this. like God on land, With just one p en in hand. Luisa Antolovich HSC

DEBUTANTE BALL 1985 Many years ago my Mum stepped onto the stage of the Grand Ball Room with her partner in her le ft hand and a yellow and white posy in her right on the night of her debut. In those days a debut was a young lady's entrance into society and was traditionally made when a girl was eighteen. In 1985 the d eb was repeated but not really for the same reasons. After all many of us have been ·a part of society', so to speak, for quite a while now. Mum was so intent on complying with the d ebutante tradition that she suffered silently and put up with her arranged partner - Robe rt Reilly son of the local butcher. Fortunately for m e no arrangements like that had to b e made with our butcher because I found my own partner - James Corbin - son of a Botanist. By the time I le ft my house on April 12 I had lingered at the mirror several times to gaze momentarily. At first I thought I looked a little bit fat in various places. but m anage d to persuade myself not to worry about it. I w as satisfied with my dress. b ecause it had turned out just the way I wanted. The absolutely white sea whic h enveloped Moonee Valley w as quite something to see. and the m en in their black tails looked splendid and unusually handsome. yet also resembled a floc k of lost p enguins. As the presentation time grew c loser my butterfli es b egan to reproduce at a rapid ra te. It was finally time for m e to walk o ut in front of n early nine hundred faces. Then it was too late for butterflies b ecause I was under the spotlight and all I could see c learly was m y Mum waving to m e; it was diffic ult to suppress the urge to wave b ack, but I managed. All too quickly I was c urtsying on my own and I h eard m y nam e read out. It seemed like hours b e fore my p artner w as at my s ide with his white g loved hand extende d to help m e up. Now afte r the actual ev ent I can't rem ember whether I c urtsied properly as I had p lanned. I will rem ember for a few years the n am e of the g irl who wore the nicest dress. and the look of the b est hairsty le, but the feeling of elation that my parents gave m e and the sparkling tears that w e t b o th the ir eyes w ill rem ain in m y m em o ry for m any years a ft e r my d eb p ho tos have faded. Sue Mulholland

"Start no w " The clock b egins to tick . Incomprehens ible fig ures sca tter across m y p age, Their blackness flo urescent agains t the white of the pap er. Ins truc tio ns filter throug h m y brain, But I canno t process them . I am confused. The clock keep s ticking . All around m e p eople are writing. My hands itch to j o in them , But m y b rain resis ts, Blocking attempts to connect pen and p aper. BBBRRRRRRRINNNNNNG!! "Times over." "Pens down". My p age is blank. I w alk o ut o f the room . A ll aro und m e voices c row. ·w asn't it easy?" \.. "A b reeze!" ·rm sure I passed." I rem ain silent.

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1985 h as b een a ne w b eg inn ing fo r the m us ic d epartment. It has seen m an y additio ns , in all ar as o f mus ic fro m te ac h ers to p up ils , ins truments to fac ilities.

THE MUSIC DEPARTMENT

The mus ic d epartm ent o ffers the o pportunity to e very s tud ent to learn an ins trument of h er c ho ice:flute . v io lin, c larine t. cello. p iano . g uitar. d o uble bass an d v io la; this y ear has s een the co m m encem ent o f lessons in th e trump e t, saxaph o ne , sing ing ' an d p e rc ussio n .

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Situated in the ne w w ing o f the s c h ool the M us ic Dep artment inc lud es fo ur small tuto rial room s . a larg e g ro up tuto rial room an d the m aj o r mus ic room w hic h p lays h os t to the orch es tra o n a We dnes d ay lunc h time . A ne w p ian o. w as p ro vi d e d b y the s tud ents o f 19 8 3 . Stud ents engage in reg ular mus ic m aking. It c an b e said tha t ev ery g irl in the co m p ulsory mus ic c lass es learns to play som e thing. Eac h term s ees a concert an d w e look forward to a g rand co n ce rt each y e ar in October.

Canberra '85 On May 9 th this y ear 45 year 11 students and three teac he rs took a plan e to Canberra as pa rt o f their legal studies c urric ulum. Canbe rra , in prev io us y ears, w as a four d ay trip, w ith two days trave lling to and fro by b us. The c hange to fl y ing was exc iting , as fo r m any students it was their firs t time in the air. W e arriv e d at Canb e rra an h o ur late b ecaus e heavy fog had caus ed th e airport to c lose. A bus w as w aiting at the airport and w e w e re soon o ff s ig ht seeing. On the firs t d ay w e w ent to m any different p laces whic h inc lud ed the War Mem o ri al, Fo re ig n Em bassies , Capito l Hill and the T eleco m Tow e r. On d ay two w e v is ited Parliam e nt Ho use. the A us tralian Mint, and the Hig h Court o f A us tralia. We caug ht the 6.05 p. m . flig ht ho m e . On b ehalf o f all those w ho w ent would like to thank Mrs. Whe ato n . Mrs . Green an d Mrs . Garino for all the time and e ffo rt ~th ey p ut into m aking the trip s uc h ~ a h uge s uccess . Pauline Madden jV

The ft w as rife While some went fo r a s troll to ile t rolls disapp eared fro m tents the action was b rig ht, When p eo ple tried to go to the to ile t that nig ht A nd 3 w ho will rem ain nam eless had extra ratio ns - 2 2 rolls in all Sophie Waters Carmel Morte ll Ti zi Giardinazio

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g I rem ember when it was summer and I was about five or six. All the kids in the street used to go out in their pyjamas, and play hyaki. we would ride our bikes. or trikes . depending on our ages, or some would have scooters and we'd draw a crossing on the road with chalk. Mums and dads would drive up the street and we'd make them stop so that somebody could cross the road on our very artistic crossing. we lived in a court so it was like our own little world. All of our mums had told us not to go into the next street, which most of us did anyway. We thought it was really cheeky, but we were only young. Almost everyon e had bikes and w e'd have drag races down the footpath from the top of the court. We'd start at the same place but face different ways so w e'd have a whole side of the street to ourselves. There would be more kids at the bottom of the court to check for cars and to see who won. When the road at the end was clear they'd all yell "GO". Off we w ent, peddling as hard as we could, looking across the road to see who was winning. Faster and faster w e'd go. w e had to turn the corner at the end of the race or slam down on the brakes. I was near the end of my race and out of the corner of my ey e I could see a station wagon coming down the road. "Oho" I thought. "What's mum going to say if I get run over?" I slammed down, as hard as I could, on my brakes and skidded sideways down the footpath , across the nature strip and stopped in the gutter with the bike on top of me. I'd won the race. The station wagon screeched to a stop. All I rem ember was an awful woman getting out of the car and y elling at m e. I don't know what she said. I do know she didn't ask if I was okay she didn't care. I just lay there with the bike on top of me. I didn't know what to do. The woman stormed back to h er car, got in and drove away. I didn't c ry ; I was too shocked. The other kids helped m e up and took me home. Mum took m e into the bathroom (I'd told her I'd fallen off my bike). She cleaned my wounds with De ttol and covered them with bandaids. Then I w ent out to play again. Its funny how nearly being killed doesn't affect you when you're young. KimVosti H .S.C.

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YEAR 11 - ROOM 20 MRS. J. PETERSEN L. B e ltrame llo L. Carr N. Cubbe rley J. D'Cos ta K. De Burgh L. Dean N.DiLuc a T. Ellio tt A. Fic kle r M. Ge rmech F. Grant C. Gross M. M ccrohan P. Madden P. Marsden G . O'Keefe M. O'Rourke S. Pon te T. Saines T. Smith M. Tome L. Tone r D . Tyle r J. V an S a v e l R. Walsh 0 . Wh ite E . Whiting D . Woodhouse

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YEAR I I - ROOM 23 MRS. P. DEFELICE L. B e n sch A. Booth L. Carroll J. D e lan y N. Ellio tt T. Giard inazzo S. Hea rity L. Ianno N. Kalay, M. Mo linaro C. Morte ll D. Ne v ille C. O'Conno r M. O lbe rt z S. Pla v cak L. Polo ni S. Ro b e rts E. Ro wland J. Simo n e lli J. Spic e r B . The unisse n R. Vinc e nt S. Wa te rs E. Wilson.

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YEAR 10- ROOM I A MISS E. G L EESON M . B oocock , A. B o ttos. T. Caridi , M . Cubbe rley, S . Dob e r, N . Fakhri , C. ·Keogh . D . Lloyd, A. Mc Manus. J. Ma rtin , s. Mitc h a m . C. O'Brien . G. P ittle, A. Re illy, S. Shie lds. R. Smits , B. wa rd. C. Wils m o re.

YEAR IO - R OOM IB MISS B. H A R COURT J. Saini . o . Boeyen . M . Bre dle, N . Busch , P. Cassidy, A. Connolly, K . Egan, S. G riffiths. J. H o lman . E. Jach . ~2.0 C. Libe rto n e. M. L opes. A. Po lida n o. J. Seebe r. F. Shanahan , C. Verrocch i, M . W hite s id e.

YEAR 10 - ROOM 16 MRS. I. VON MOLLER F. B e vis. A. Blake . K. Brisbane . K . Cassidy. F. Di Lore n zo, T. Dine llo . N . En g lis h . E. H ealey. Keogh , M. Klic ki , F. Murray. L. Robbins , K . Som e rs . J. Wate rs , K . Williams . C. Y o ung .

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YEAR 10 - ROOM 2 9 MR. C. BLAKE S. Barke r, L. Ben ton, J. Brady, E. Bray, M . Burt . M . Caridi , D. D ewa r, J. Dun II . M . H a rrison , C. Hines, A.M . ~2\ Je nkins . A. Kyoong . M. M c ca nn , E . May, T. Mullins, M. Rodrig o , R. Smith .

Stude nt Teach er Day STUDENT T EACHER DAY The nig ht b efo re I w as to miraculo us ly c h ang e into Mrs. En d ersbee, I frus trate d ly sat in m y roo m , s taring into space h oping the answe r would hit m e. No , no t the answ er to what I sh o uld b e teac hing m y c lasses , b ut the answer to w h at I s h o uld w e ar the n ext d ay. Sho uld I d ress like Mrs . En d e rsb ee d o es , o r s ho uld I jus t w ear som ething c o mfo rtable an d d aggy? I c o uld n't d ecid e , so in .th e end I threw o n a pair o f red and b lac k tartan pants an d boy d id I FEEL DAGGY! Especially w hen I saw a c ertain Mrs. Warrell alias Sand ra De A ng elo in exac tly the sam e pants. I tried to d odge h er fo r the rest of the day , b ut it's v ery d iffic ult w hen the m ain 'h ang o ut' fo r the teachers is the s taffroom and that jus t happe ned to b e where w e both 'hung o ut'. Sp eaking o f the teach er's 'hang o ut'! I can tell you a few things ab o ut th e teac he rs that I learnt w hils t s itting in the s taffroom for the firs t two p e rio d s (d uring w hic h I was m eant to b e te ac hing the H .S.C.'s , b ut I tho ug ht it would b e m ore the c ase o f the ir teaching m e ). A n yway, I think o ne ho cke y p laying m ale teacher has a secre t g irl in his life. as h e spe nt p ractically all the m o rni ng hid ing hims elf in the co rne r w ith the p h o n e clutc h ed tig htly to his ear. Miss Vac h e tta is s tric tly d ie ti ng, an d the w ho le s taffroom kno w s about it as s he munc hes o n he r apple and c h ats to Mr. Chalker. a t the top o f h er voic e. about h ow to tally w o nd e rful it is . an d how w o n d e rful s he feels e tc. e tc. e tc . A nd you k now h ow s tric t Mrs. L ars en is about h aving a w o nderfully ne a t c lassroom . We ll the teachers d o n't es cape he r fe ttis h fo r tidiness either. The w h o le time I was in the s taffroom , s he ran aro und m adly, c leaning u p after those untidy teac h ers , in b e tw een m aking the sou p . The teachers have a roster fo r m aking soup eac h d ay. They d rink it (soup , no t roste r) d uring recess. w hils t they s it and gossip in the ir b e autifully w arm s ta ffroom w hic h c o ntains ev e rything you c o uld want (ev e ry thing w e y ear I l's want at least). In fac t. it w as so warm and c o mfo rtable in the re tha t I d idn't w ant to leave it to take m y ho m eg roup. B ut tha t's j ust o n e o f the disadvantage s o f b eing a te acher: hav ing to teac h . I did n't g e t to do muc h tho ug h , as Mrs. Kenny s tormed into m y room d em an d ing m o n ey for the bus h dan ce. B y the time s he'd finis h ed , the b e ll h ad rung and the c lass had d isappeared b efore I had the c h an ce to say 'wh o's absent?' The lessons w e ren 't too bad e ither. My two y ear I l's w ere re ally h elp ful, n o t at all what I'd exp ecte d. I tho ug ht they would have p ut tacks o n m y c hair o r at least all hidden fro m m e. B ut they even did all the ir w o rk. The y ear 7's w ere c ute. They try so hard to please you: all try ing to c o mple te the ir jigsaws firs t and g ain some praise fro m you . I really enjoye d myself o n Studentrreac h er Day. It gave m e an ins ig ht into w ha t teac hing is re ally like - warm lunc hes, warm room s . w arm te a (need I say m ore?) and I also fo und o ut what the teachers are really lik - an d I liked w h at I fo und. I was a m ere teach er this year. Nex t y ear. w ho knows: a p rinc ipal, orm aybe v ice (I jus t h av e to grow those ey e brows). Mari anne Tom e

STUDENT-DA Y, I !TH JULY, 1985 A L Nysa Kalay, AS Robyn Vincent, BM Sylvia Ponte & Lisa Ianno . BR Elizabe th Whiting , CG Sharon Collins , DR Nic o le Bates , EG Jane Haussager. EB Maree Mo linaro & Mo nica Dal Sasso. IVM Diana Woodho use , JF Fio n a Jenkins, JJ Ka te Ireland , JL Marie Casey & Carme l Mortell , JMkJacki D'Cos ta, JW Lisa Carroll & A ng e la Hart , KK A nna Hruza , L G Sopp hie W a te rs , MB Deb ra Dean , MFt Do nna Davies & Karen B us c h , MW Carme l Re illy, PN Pe tra Remmen , RK Elizab e th Healy, RS Denis e Boe y en , VH Miriam Fanning , AM Gianna Lib erto ne , B H Karen Fitzsim o ns, B N Su e Roberts & A nto ine tte Booth. CB Mic h elle Clem ents . DC V ic ki Ward , o w Sand ra D'A ng elo , GP Julie Simo ne lli , HV .Jan e tte Hall & Pauline Madden , .JE Marianne To m e, JM Kathleen Mc Do nald. J.J Sue Mulho lland, JP Su e Mulho lland & Charlen e Fenn, JMW Cathy Said , KG T anya Saines & A lison L o ftus-Hills . LL B irg it B eis n er. LS L arra Paron , MF Luis a A nto lovitc h , SR L eanne Carr & Katrina B ento n , PD Meg an Slattery, RC Fio na Brew e r, RM Mary De Pelleg rin , RV Frances T alia, KF Elizabe th e y lo n . MR. MICHAEL WARD If y o u w ant som e thing in a hurry, ca ll Ward. Mic hael Ward the no torio us minute mile runner has the ted io us j o b o f d e live ring T V an d Vid eo LIBRARY ST AFF eq uip m ent. He is the m an b ehind Ca therin e O'Co nno r the s cenes that n o body sees . b ut Melissa Noonan witho ut him o ur s tud ents w o uldn't Deborah Ne v ille b e as knowled g ab le(?) as they are no w!! OFFICE STAFF L eanne Steinfo rt L o uis e Pearso n Lisa Noon an

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SRC1985 The S.R.C. 1985, at the beginning of the year had fantastic ambitions. We planned to change the school system, the school uniform. the homework plan and then declare public holidays at least once a w eek. Our motto "Today CLC, tomorrow - the World". However. by the end of first term we realized that w e would have to lower our expectations and concentrate on smaller ambitions. And so. with every student elected on to the SRC participating in sub-committees organizing minor events w e finally began to get somewhere. A hot dog day was organized (the profit still floats as we decide on somewhere for it to go) to satisfy the appetites of six hundred students. a drink machine. hot and cold, has been decided on and is yet to be installed in the school. a dress-up competition and Australiana Quiz set for Australia Week and the Annual CLC Talent Quest is shaping up to be a great success!! Numerous colour days have been planned and this is only a half of what w e want to do. With a little Jess than four months of the school year le ft there is not a lot le ft we can do. There are also small issues discussed by the SRC that do not warrant e normous discussion. Hope fully 1986 will prove to be as successful SRC wise as 1985 and that the SRC's in the future have the benefit of representatives such as those in 1985. Erin Lalor -SRC President

S.R.C. REPRESENTATIVES 1985 Year I2 - E. Lalor, L. Antolovich. H . Longton. N. Anderson. Year I I - G. Curran, L. Toner. L. Noonan. N. Elliot. Year IO - A. Breen. C. Dunn, M. Harrison. D. Boeyen, K. Cassidy. Year9-C. Hayhoe. N. Anderson. J. Marshall. D. Pullia. D. Molloy, K. Hewett. Year s - C. Wat ers. s. Mulcahy, N. Kennedy. K. Morgan. Year 7 - J. Nicholls. T. Dionisio. F. Jorgensen. K. Andreatta.

AUSTRALIA WEEK Each year w e set aside a week to celebrate our own national h eritage and this past w eek has b een marked by a special event each day to remind us of our own Australian culture. To open the w eek a very fine arch was erected by Deborah Dewar (with a little h elp from he r dad!) to commemorate Victoria's 150 years. There is also an excellent display in the foyer d epic ting Victorian stamps, some amazing Aussie recipes and re m edies, there are ne w and highly original designs for Australian national costumes. a love ly display of textile work and a wonderful gallery of photographs of m embers of staff in the ir own te nder school years. The w eek's programme of events inc luded a very ente rtaining dressing-up compe tition. a fine performance from the College orchestra, the Bush Dance. Cooking compe tition and other activities. Thanks especially to Mrs. Kenny, History Co-ordinator and to all the staff and students who h elped m ak e the w eek a very successful and pleasant one.

NETBALL Vic to rian Seco ndary Sc hools Champio ns hips Ne tball h as d ev e lo p ed as a d efi nite s tre ng th in o ur s p o rting purs uits , a nd this y ea r has b een no exceptio n . The g irls who w ere fina lly se lected in the team s tra ine d e nthus iastically. The ir p e rfo rmance in the qualify ing round s was pleasing and b o th the Year 7 a nd se nio r tea m s progressed to the fina ls. The Year 8 and 9 team was unfortuna te in losing o ne gam e . and c lose ly-c o ntes ted j w e re e liminate d fro m the finals . I On fina ls d ay, the Ye ar 7 team , • p lay ed w e ll. but w e re b eaten by som e extre m e ly s trong team s. T he se nio r te am w e re d efea ted b y o ne goal in o ne o f the ir p relim ina ry fina l gam es. but p rogressed to the s e mi-finals. They lost a ve ry ha rd -fo ug ht and physica l gam e to finis h a v e ry c re ditable equal third. T he o uts ta nding e ffo rts of the Y ar 7 . 8 and 9 s tude nts prom ise to k eep C. L. C. am o ngst the s trong es t ne tba ll sc hools in the s ta te .

JUNIOR NETBA LL Back: Mary Mccro h an : Rachael Murrih y: Ca th y Purcell ; Mic h e lle Dunn. Fro nt: Rachael Ha rve y : Sam a ntha Ma rs ha ll ; Me lan ie Lie r: Ca the rine Jurcovic : Sa ndra Franc io n e. INTERMEDIA T E NETBALL Back : D a n ie lla B o ttos; Da n ie lle Burgess: D ani lie Pe rry: Li sa Silvagni ; A lex W ill iam s. F ront: Ka rina Slatte ry; Ky lie M izzi; Elisa H insche n ; A ndrea B en sch.

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INTER-SCHOOL ATHLETICS w e w e re fortunate e nough in April this y ear to receive p e rfect track conditions for the Inte rSc hool Athleti cs Carnival, unlike last year when the c arniva l was washe d out. Once again our squad was a la rge one, and in it some v e ry c reditable p e rform ances w e re recorded. Our juniors and s eniors both finished in sixth place in the ir respec tive sections, while our inte rme diates finished in fifth place. The aggregate sc ores showed CLC finishing in sixth place. We ll done girls! Thanks and c ongratulations to all who acted as o ffic ials or c omp e ted , and thanks once again to the P. E. Dep artme nt who did a m arve llo us j o b with tra ining and p rep ara tio n . Gen n i Pe reira (V. Cap tain)

HOUSE CAPTAINS Back: Rac h e l Luckhurst (Vincentia Capt.); Fiona Murray; Lisa Silvagni; Jodie Sutton; Ge nnie Pittle ; Sonia Cavallo; Sue Mitc ham. Front: Cathe rine Harvey ; Ade le Tie rney ; Donna Davies ; Mandy Banks ; Ge nni Perie ra ; Kare n Busch: Liz Neylon. Abs : Nic ola B eer; Nic ole Fakhri; Julie van Save l; Fiona Cabassi. VINCENT IA Thankyou to all p artic ipants and house capta ins who showed suc h d edic ation this y ear. The vic tories in the swimming and the athle tics m ad e 1985 a y ear to rem embe r for all Vincentia supporte rs. Rac h el & Cathy Jo die & Fiona

INTER-HOUSE ATHLETICS Afte r one c ancellation w e w e re all eage r to g e t the Athle tics Carnival underway. Afte r all the hard work put in by the P.E. d epartm ent, house c aptains and he lp e rs. staff and of course the girls, the sports ran smoothly, and the weather could have been better. Vincentia took out first place , followed closely by Loyola, then Aikenhead and Marita. Many records w ere broke n and all involved displayed gre at sportsmanship. helping make the day suc h a success. Individual Champions w e re: II y ears: Champion: R. Groves . Runner up: v. Canning. I2 years Champion: M. Lie r and L. O'Brien Runner Up: L. More lli. I3 years: Champion: D . Bottos. Runner Up: D . Burgess. I4 years: Champion: A. Williams. Runner Up: J. Dick enson and C. Hayhoe . I5 years: Champion: A. Bottos. Runner Up: J. Gle nn. I6 years: Champion: A. Tie rney . Runner Up: M . O'Rourke . Cathe rine Harvey (Vincentia v . Capt.)

JUNIOR ATHLETES Back: Danielle Burgess; Fiona Henderson; Lisa Silvagni; Danielle Perry; Alex Williams; Emma van Savel; Philippa Harvey; Sonia Cavallo. 3rd Row: Daniella Bottos; Suzanne Mackay; Lisa Morelli; Loretta de Pellegrin; Kate Sutton; MaryAnne Young; Monique Morris; Nicole Holt; Nerida Slizys; Rachael Murrihy; Karla Hesler; Vanessa Canning.

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SENIORATHS Back: Vicki Ward; Sharon Barker; Angela Bottos; Belinda Ward; Michelle Whiteside; Leisl Benton; Jodie Sutton; Karen McCrorie; Michelle White. Front: Jacki Haslam; Sharon Collins; Rachael Jamieson; Catherine Harvey; Karen Busch; Adele Tierney; Donna Davies; Donna O'Reilly.

INTER-HOUSE SWIMMING w e were lucky with the w eather on the day as the sun was shining and made people more willing to go in the water. The overall partic ipation was excellent, everybody baracking for their teams and putting in their full effort to help the ir team win. but as everyone knows, there can only be one winner and this year it was Vincentia. It was a very hard and compe tative day with the final scores being very close with Vincentia b e ing the eventual overall winners. Aikenhead won the junior division and individual champions are to be congratulated on their performances. None of the teams could have done as w ell as they did without everybody's individual participation. Well done ev eryone ! Rach el Luckhurst (Vincentia Capt.)

SWIMMING Back: Emma Duke; Fiona Murray; Catherine Harvey; Louise May; Fiona Henderson; Mandy Ireland; Philippa Harvey; Lisa Silvagni; Ellen Maher. 3rd Row: Julia Mc Gibbon; Rachael Harvey ; Cathie Waters; Pauline Loftus-Hills; Megan Said; Libby Fogarty; Jacki O'Rourke; De irdre Fogarty; Rachael Murrihy. 2nd Row: Simone Griffiths; Leisl Benton; Vicki Ward; Liz Neylon; Luci Barry; Liz May; Julianna Roadley; Kirrily Paskins. Front: Nadine Fletcher; Julie Ryan.

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HOCKEY The school hockey team this year got off to a very enc ouraging start losing their first game against Eltham College by only one goal whic h was socred in the last five minutes of the game. This was an excellent result considering the team had only two practises b e fore the matc h. w e w ere also scheduled to play O.L.M.C., Heidelbe rg the following week but due to Me lbourne's unpredic table w eathe r, it was cancelled - twice.

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HOCKEY Back: Janette Hall; Monica Lorkin; Rosanne Verrocchi; Emma van Savel; Vicki ward; Justine Dalla Riva; Concetta Libertone; Sue Mitc ham; Ingrid Gaiotto. Sitting: Cathe rine Barnes ; Naomi Dore; Lisa Noonan; Sharon Collins; Sarah Lappin; Debbie Dewar; Belinda ward; Joyce Saini. Front: Clare O'Brien; Cecilia Verrocchi. Abs: Anna McKenry, Julie van Savel.

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CROSS COUNTRY The s tre nuous prac tise runs on Mondays and Wednesdays con tri but ed to great p e rfo rmances from all involv e d . Eve rybody was look ing forwa rd to the 3 km run a ro und the Botanic Garde ns . altho ug h a trifle ne rvous. Eve rybody finis hed in the top h alf o f the fi e ld. a fantastic e ffo rt by all ! Thanks to Mr. Mo rgan for his valuable time and inte res t s hown in C L. C's budding Rhonda Mallinde r. Emma Rose A lex Williams

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BASKETBALL This y ear o ur Junior baske tball team co mpe ted in th e S.C.S.A. Tournament a t A lbert Park. They played consis tently in ev ery gam e and ev entually won their g rand final quite convinc ing ly. A special thanks to the c oach , Miss Gleeson . b ecause w itho ut her h elp an d coac hing th e te am wouldn't have p e rformed as w ell. Our Senio r team also co mpe ted a t A lb e rt Park. The g irls displayed g re at Sports m ans hip and tri ed hard all day to b e defea ted by the ove rall winners by o nly o ne point. Special thanks goes to Miss Harco urt on a g re a t coac hing p e rform ance. Simone Griffiths Danielle Pe rry INTERMEDIATE BASKETBALL (Yea r 9 & 10) Back: Justine Dalla Riva ; Joanne Seeb er; Dionnie Molloy; Belinda ward; Joanne Toscano. "' F ro nt: Emma Bray; Genni Pittle; Danie lle Perry ; Simone Griffi ths; A lex Williams.

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THETREE There was an old tree outside my bedroom window. a big drooping willow whic h hung down as though it was trying to reach out and touch the ground. The long elegant branches w e re green and full of life. The slender trunk of the tree was surrounded by dreary dying trees, which made the willow tree look like a mansion, surrounded by tiny old cottages. Even the way in which the branches twisted was majestic, unlike the other trees which all looked quite common. Simone Hoggar SIGNIFICANCE The world spins slowly round Birth, life and death. We are but another dot against eternity, Insignificant. Strangers in a crowd unique in our own way Mingling, interac ting, yet alone Insignificant. A fight to survive. Trapped in our pain We struggle to maintain humanity Insignificant. A light in the distance, Love, laughter. Striving to fill our tiny span. with significance. Alison Loftus-Hills

THE TREASURE Greenish. c lear water Slimy, spiky sea urchin Treasure - fill ed ocean. Jac inta Orr

THE LOWLY PUPPY Lowly, sad eyes peered at m e through the stakes of the m e tal fence. A soft. moist nose, sniffed my ankles. Beyond that fence sat a light brown, dark eyed. little, fat puppy. His eyes glistened with glee as I ventured to pick him up. His silk like fur brushed up against my face and he attempted to lick my face vigorously. A soft w e t tongue did reach my c h eek. He wriggled around in my arms trying to make the most of my small hug. It was time for me to leave. I gently placed the puppy back over the fence and started to walk away. A sad whimper reached my h eart. A more pronounced yelp made m e turn to see the sad, lowly eyes even more distraught. Guilt overcame m e but I knew what I had to do. I left the little puppy, with the sad whimpering, ringing through my ears. Janine Molinaro Year9

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EXCERPTS FROM 'A SUMMER COLLECTION' T ry imagining a b each On a sultry afternoon. Sun rules the sand Silence ech oes across in finite o ceans Save occasio nal roar o f speed boats, Droning. Unm oving sillo ue ttes o f fish ermen line the p ier, Sh adows sm ear the ocean , Sunb ro nzed bodies sprawl A c ross w hite ho t sand T h ese o il-basted bodies g lis tening , Sizzling. Genni Pe r<?ira MY ST. BERNARD! Yes te rday w e brought a St. Be rnard p uppy. Its lo ng floppy ears jus t h ang fro m his big fluffy head. The ey es droop, as he beam s so inno cently at you . His run reminds m e o f a sm all ball b o unc ing down a s treet as his s tubby little legs leap in every directio n . His fur is gold en brown w ith rolls of fa t covered w ith white, springy c urls . When he licks m e w ith h is stro ng, lo ng tong ue , he nearly knocks m e ove r... b ut I s till love him, m y St. Be rnard. Raelene V incent Year 9

My g ran d father is g rey He is dying . Face like a used freezer b ag With the air sucked o ut. Cancer has eaten away The ins ide o f his ch eeks Baggy and loose They nearly to uch the ground . When I firs t h eard The word "can cer" (it was o n the Mic hael Schilb erger "Current A ffairs" s how) I tho ught I was certainly going to d ie o f it. L uisa A nto lovich

MY SIAMESE Her tw inkling b rig ht b lue ey es sparkle like sapphires. A sh arp inq uis itiv e face c overed w ith a c hocolate m ask looks at m e w ith c harm. Her paws tw itch . B rown socks cover her dan cing feet and a lo ng snaky tail w hips o ut b ehind her. Sh e p rances like a pony and looks at m e teasing ly. She dares to walk w here sh e's forbidden . Sh e ch ooses you , you don't c hoose her. A ch ange takes p lace fro m a mischievous m o nkey to elegance and sophis ticatio n . She sc o rns o the r c ats b ut is m eanw hile provoking and n aug hty. A sweet lovable face imp lo res you to pat and caress h er. Her coat is kept s ilky an d c lean . Sleek and slende r, sed uc tive and adorable, that's my Siam es e, Mokey. A nna Wilson Year 9

NIGHT I love the nig ht. To m e it's a b lack coat. Eons have worn it thin h ere and there so little b its o f sunlig ht p ene trate throug h tha t inky b lackness to wink a t you. The nig ht is an illus ion where the simp le b eco m es impossib le nig htmares: this is the time w h en an owl's c all echoes into a p h an to m 's shriek or a sn o ring sleeper and a creak in the floorboards d evelops into a snarling b east to raise and g loat over your quivering m ass. Step h anie Jakub ik Year9

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"This is the o nly w ay I can sum up a fantastic day - ACE!" "I w ent b ushwa lking an d it's 3 d ays late r and I'm s till aching!" "As I s tepped o ff the b us and took a b reath of m o untain air I felt really d ifferent. The walk was v ery good and I really enjoyed the day at Marysvill e." "Canoeing w as MAGORI CAL!" "Altho ug h it w as h ard work, it w as good fun. It was g reat fun , althoug h som e hills w ere s teep , I'd d o it again any day." "Canoeing w as ace - I w as w e t m o st o f the time." "Rock Climbing w as o ne o f the 1 m ost exc iting activ ities I've eve r I r h ad the pleasure o f d o ing." "Fun, but I spent m o re time o n the ground than s tand ing up and skiing." "Skiing is a fun w ay to kill yours elf!"

On Friday the 9 th o f August a g ro up o f g irls fro m Year 9 C.L.C. Eltham attend ed an o utdoor educatio n act1v 1ty, rockclimb ing. They h eaded o ff b rig ht and early Friday m o rning to the Cathedra l Ranges , and altho ug h they took the wrong turno ff. they finally m anaged to arriv e at a cold and w e t rockface. Fro m then o n the day w as an enjoyabl e o ne , apart fro m the fact that everyone's fingers n early fro ze solid. During the m o rning it w as rockc limbing up the rockface a fe w times , trying a d ifferent face each time, with Jus tine Della Riva b e ing the firs t brave p erson to climb up. A ft er everyone had had a fair go W•IBllliit w as b ack to the b us fo r lunch , b e fo re s e tting o ff again to go .ibsailing . This w as a scary experience fo r m ost people, but as they ·got over the edge , the firs t fears they h ad, soon disappea red . Unfortun ately they o nly had the hance to absail do wn o n c e as h ey had to head o ff ho m e. The trip ho m e w as a no isy o ne with eve ryo ne sing ing songs ab o ut the teachers and instruc tors, led b y Kate Herve tt . A fte r an enjoyabl e day they arrived b ack, at the sch ool to look fo rward to the n ext week's o utdoor ed. activity .

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YEAR 9 - ROOM 28 MRS. R. McCUTCHAN MISS A. LANDY

F. Authie r , M. Camilleri, D. C e k . T. Cumm ins, G . Dic k e nson, P. Harve y . F. Haussegge r. L. H e rre tt. K. Hewett. K . K e nna. A. L e mprie re, M. L e y , P. M cCormac k , J. O'Rourke . D . Pe rry , L. Re ane y , E. Rose . c. Scarlett, K. Walsh, A. Williams.

R. B ibby, G. B ragagn o lo . S. B ra ns ton. S. Bu tle r. M. Chin ca rin i, A. Co les. C. D u nn. A. Farre ll . S. Gate ly, T. Jenkins . K. Junke r. K. M inn ey , o . Robinson, s . Ryan. R. T h ompson. F. Walsh. A. W illiams.

J. Barnes, A. B reen . F. Cabassi, M. Croft, T. Curti s. M . Dumsday, N. Jenkins. F. Ke lly, K. Lappin, E. Quilkey, E. Racz. M. Re illy, J. Roadley, J. Ryan. s. Spillane . J. Su tton, R. Turnbull . c. Westb rook.

YEAR 9 - ROOM 10 MISS L. GENNA! SR. K. KENNEDY I. Gaiotto, E. Gronow, S. L azzari, S. L eamon , 0. Li, K . Marshall, D. Molloy, J. Murfe tt. J. Molinaro. A. Richardson, J. Said, S. Saines, K . Sharkie, L. Silvagni. E. Van Bave l, R. Vince nt , J. William s. J. Winte rburn , T. Worthy.

YEAR9-ROOM II MR. D. RAJ MISS A. LANDY K. Austin. w. Coates. J. Dalla Riva , F. Delany, J . Dicke nson. C. Evans, M. Ire land, G . McClements, R. Mccrohan. L. Maher, L. M ay, D. Pullia. A. Rogers. M. Sebborn . K. Slattery, J. Toscano, R. v e rrocchi , N. ward, S. Wilson, B. Zappa. ~4o

YEAR 9 - ROOM 12 M R. B . MASCI R. Boe rs. A. Carro ll , J. G ibson. J. G ra c ie , R. G reen , A. G rove s . J. Hinkle y, S . H oggar, S. Jakubik. A. Keogh , J. Mc Goug h, J. Ma rs h a ll . D. M a rtini , P. Sc a rinc i. S . Sh eeh an . J. Smith, V . Smith, A. Wilson . S . W oodhead . D. w oolfe .

YEAR 9 -ROOM 17 MR. A. MO RGAN MRS . B. NIC H O L AS N. A nde rson , s. Cava llo . G. Chinc a rini , B. D oole y , H . F la ttl y, L. Forcie r, D . H aslam . L. H awkins. J. M cG ibb o n . P. Mc Grille n . E. Mah e r, J. M a rs h a ll , N. Morc o m , L. Ove rto n . M . Pe re ra , D . Rosse ll , T. Smith, J. Syme . ~~ A. T am e . M. w e nn.

Student Exchange Programs JAPANESE EXCHANGE STUDENT I've always tho ug ht it w o uld b e fun to hav e an exc h ange s tudent fro m ove rseas s taying with you. s o whe n the sch ool aske d fo r v o lunteers to b e hos t families fo r s tudents from Jap an. I put my name d o wn o n the lis t without ev en asking my p arents . Luc kily they agreed and a few w eeks la ter. w e (the g irls whose families w e re h osting s tudents) received a pho tograph and a s h eet c ontaining d e tails ab o ut the s tudent who w o uld s tay with us. Her n am e w as Yuki Saw ad a and I w as reliev ed that it w asn't too d iffic ult to pronounce - ev en though Mum ins is te d o n calling h er Yuka o r Yuko. w e arrived a t the airport with o ur b anne rs w e h ad m ad e w elcoming o ur g u ests to Australia, and it w as just as w ell - o r w e w o uld n ev er h av e recognised them in the sw arm o f Japan es e g irls all w earing their blue and white unifo rms. As w e drove h o m e fro m the airp o rt the re w as little conversatio n and the atmosphere w as tense as ev e ryo n e tried to think o f so m ething to say, but Yuki soon settled in and w e all got used to the idea o f her b eing with us. It w as a real lesson in s p eaking c learly and s lo wly so tha t she could unde rs tand ev ery thing said, and you d o n't realize h o w m an y s lang expressio ns you actually use until you hav e som eon e there who d oesn't unders tand them . During the w eekends while Yuki w as with us. the re w as no t o ne s pare m o m ent, there w as so muc h to d o and so m any things w e w anted to s h o w he r. A t the zoo the think Yuki m ost w ante d to see w as the Koalas. But when w e got the re all w e could see w as a furry b all a t the to p o f a tree, whic h was v ery disappointing. Howev er, o ur trip to Phillip Is land m ad e up for this. In the koala p arks, all y o u had to d o w as look up and you could s p o t 3 o r 4 koalas, then w e cam e ac ro ss o n e who h ad fallen asleep o nly a few m e tres fro m the g ro und and w e w ere all able to c limb up and stro ke it, whic h was a ne w experience fo r m ost o f us as w ell as Yuki. The fairy p eng uins w e re also g reat - h aving Yuki with us w as a good excuse to get o ut and see all the things you live so near to but have n ever seen ! We also v is ited Com o h o use, t11e A rt Galle ry , B o tanic Gardens and saw a play in the Sta te Theatre. But as w e ll as learning things ab o ut your own country b y seeing them throug h a vis itors eyes . having an exc hange s tudent teach es y o u a lo t ab o ut the country they com e fro m . Yuki cooked Jap anese food for us. gav e us g ifts fro m Jap an and taug ht us ab o ut m any Jap an ese c us to ms that diffe r fro m o ur o wn. 1 also learnt about the Jap an ese L ang u age, c lo thes and music. I n ev e r tho ug ht it could b e quie t o r b o ring in a fam ily o f 7 p eople. b ut when Yuki w ent ho m e tha t's jus t wha t it was. A t the airpo rt afte r m any tears and promises to write le tters, Yuki rej o ine d all h er friends w ho had b een attending o the r sch o ols around Melbourne, and they d ep arted. Having an exch ange s tudent teach es you so muc h and broad ens your mind but m ost o f all its FUN h aving h er around to b e your fri end and I'd do it again any time. Rosem ary Wals h

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EXCHANGE ST UDENT T O U.S. A. My s tay in Carmel, Califo rnia. U.S.A. w as a v e ry s uccessful o n e. I enjoyed p laying three sports. while a ttending Mo nte rey Hig h, whic h w ere fie ld hockey, swimming and softball. Mo nte rey Hig h w as a v ery s p o rts o rienta ted school and it was e xtre m ely c ompe ta tive going o ut fo r the softball team. There w e re 1600s tudents a t m y school, rang ing fro m year 9 to yea r 12. Sch ool in the U.S.A. is very different to C. L. C. We were able to w ear casual d ress, a huge cafe te ria w as av ailable fo r students (no o ne a te lunc h there, tho ug h), there w as also a huge g ym. The re w e re m an y different na tio nalities who attende d the school. and no t to m entio n the b oys. My family w as a v e ry important p art o f the experi ence. They cons is ted o f a Mo m , Dad , three b ro thers and a s is te r. My Mo m's nam e w as Sandi and Dad's nam e w as He rbe rt, and to to p it all o ff their last nam e is A d am s! I truly becam e a p art o f the A d am 's family and p a rt o f m y h eart will always be in the U.S.A. with them. A.F.S. exch ange s tudent program s are v e ry educating in m any diffe rent w ays and I w o uld encourage anyo ne to becom e an exch ang e s tu dent. Shauna Hearity

CANOEING The sch ool w as ably represente d in the Vic torian Sc h ool at Champio nships Canoeing Jumping Creek Reserve. In the d o ubles vent L eanna B ensch and Marianne T o m e w o n 6 th place, Lucy T o ne r and Fio na Grant taking 10 th place. In the kayak event Rebecca Tho mpson w o n a c reditable third place. L ast but b y no m eans least, Mr. Suter and Miss Foott cam e firs t in the s taff race and w ere b eside themselves even aft e r they found they w e re th o nly entries . A ll g irls are to b e commended o n the ir fine effo rts.

SKIING A t h alf p ast s ix, w e s taggered , h alf-asleep, to the bus, carrying all the extra food and c lo thing w e w o uld n eed . Everyone was exc ited ... well , as exc ited as y ou can b e at 6 .30 in th m o rning ! At seven , the bus pus hed o ff rig ht o n time. On the trip to L ake Mo untain, w e w ere s ing ing and d an c ing. The teach e rs w e re really g reat, minding their own bus iness at all times. Exc item ent m o unted especially when w e s p o tted the firs t s igns o f s now on the g ro und b y the roadside. By the time road s ide and trees w e re covered with fresh looking s no w, everyone w as hang ing o ut the window trying to catc h the falling flakes. At 9.30 w e arrive d to collect b oots , skis and s tocks. We then m ad e o ur firs t a ttempt at walking w iths kis - no t as easy as it loo ks! By the time w e h ad s lipped , s lid an d s huffle d o ur w ay up a w ind ing track to the field where w e w ere to h ave o ur lesson. w e h ad b asica lly m aste red a w alk. In g roups w e w ere taug ht ho w to s to p , s no w p lo ug h , turn o n the run and b alance. Raelen e Vincent learnt ho w to s no w plo ug h , but they fo rgot to teach h er n o t to d o it in a rive r! A fte r ab o ut an ho ur and a half of falling over, w e returne d to o ur m eeting p lace fo r m o rning tea. Then it w as time fo r som e d o wn-hill s kiing. Firs t ev eryone w e nt d own sep ara tely; fo r the second run. ten g irls linke d arms and attempted to go down the s lo p e. They did n't get too far! Only o ne o r two m ad e it down witho ut falling. Everybody w as hung ry fo r lunc h whic h cam e with snowfights. The re w ere two trails b ack to the bus - 'Ech o Flat' o r ·w oolly Butt'. The latt er w as m ad e for p eople w ho enjoyed skiing d o wnhill to turn sh arp corners a t the b o ttom. Mos t o f us didn't turn c orners . but fell over. tho ug h some s lamme d into a tree ins tead. The trails w ere full o f d angers. s now-b all ambus h es in p artic ular. A t the end o f the tra il w as the s ad s ight o f the b us and the ski-hire s hop to whi c h w e re turned o ur gear. B ack o n the bus. w e all c h anged as m ost people w e re w e t throug h . On the w ay ho m e som e fell asleep but som e fo und the en ergy to s ing and d ance; som e even tried to dispose o f unwanted food s upplies. A t about 6. 10 p .m . w e arrived at the tennis courts s leep y, m ayb e even a little sore. but very happy. Melissa w enn Ka te Sharkie T ania Wo rthy Year 9

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OTHER ACTIVITIES DURING MATHS WEEK Year 8 had an interesting activ· ity of a Math's trail. They w ere obliged to answer a series of questions after some special orienteering exerc ises outside. The whole school was involve d in finding as many words as possible from the word 'Mathematics' with one student finding as many as '13' although some of these w e re que stionable!! Eac h day stud e nts w ere given the opportunity of answe ring questions from the d a ily bulle tin in order to win th prize of the day. The Mathematica l Cake Decorating Compe tition saw suc h culinary d elights as calc ulators, protractors, times -tables, a and c locks c ompute rs. mathomat. The eventual winners w e re Ruth Rossell for h er entry of the Year 7 text book, Mary-Anne Young for her c lock, Tracey Stanly for Hic k ery Dickory Doc k and M e lanie Lier and Mic h e lle d e la Coeur for their blackboard. Finally most c lasses w ere able to view the film "Donald in Mathmagicland" whi ch was quite a c hange from the usual maths c lass. Congratulations to all students who participa ted and made the w eek suc h furi

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DUSK As dusk falls h eavily I must go in Hearing sounds usually unheard Ye t sounds always the re Listening, Ever so quie tly, I hear , Birds flying and the whisk of the ,,,.,, trees, The sounds of Mother nature -. nursing h er babies I love all those sounds and take them in I, quie tly, not to disturb, leave the p eace, must go in, must go in.

SOLO Escape at last, Quic kly I floated upwards, Enjoying my new-found freedom. The g entle buffe ting of the breeze . Turning m e this way and that. My Spirits soared. Far b elow m e standing The tear-streaked face of the c hild, Clutching the broken string. Elisa Hinschen Ye ar8 The trees are swaying Listen to the birds singing All is calm and still. Nic ole Jamieson The gumtree stands tall The leav es seem to touc h the sky ~ The birds are nesting. Andrea B eusch ' Gracefully moving Faces watc hing in d elight The b eauty of dance. Suzie Doig The o c ean waves roll Seagulls are teasing the w av es The sky is painted. Naomi Dore Soft, c uddly, woolly Child c lutc h es ball of fur Lightly to his heart. Kate Murphy Birds are so ch eerful Flitting and flying where 'ere Chirping m errily Jac kie Sharp

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LIFE AS A DIGERIDOO When I was alive I stood in the nourishing earth that m ade m e its own. I was b eing held captive by some thick v eins that joined m e to the earth . I grew hot through the day and cold during the night, with the wind whistling in my ears and blowing through my whispy body. One night, in the distance, I heard a Jot of chanting and I felt vibrations running through my body. There was banging that echoed through the dark. It had no tune. I was so c urious that I wished I could walk in the direction of the noises. It was desolate where I lived , flat and bare. except for a few brown stick things like m e. There was also something mysterious about the place where I lived . A hard, reddy-brown mass just rose out of the dusty land. It never moved. never spoke, never changed. One day some dark b e ings em erged fromsome big caves in the dreaded Red Centre. They moved and made sounds I couldn't understand. The only thing I knew was they were heading towards me. I was so terrified that I didn't n eed any wind to make m e shake. I could do it all by myself! I was to exp e rience many feelings that were new to m e. I felt 'hurt' as they hit m e with sharp objects. The people seemed cold-hearted. I could sense myself je rked by stabs of pain. I felt a sensation of pressure as I was b eing forced out of the ground. My bonds w e re broken! The beings carried m e back to the ·rock', as they called it. There was a big crowd when w e arrived. Animal skins cov ered their bodies . Clapping and chanting they welcomed us and it was then that I rem embered the tune less noises that had kept m e awake before. I wondered what they wanted from m e. One of the people started to c ut off the decorative green dangles that hung around m e. This upse t m e and I started to cry. I'd never cried b e fore and the sticky tears that ran down myleafless body produced an extrem ely strange feeling. The man cut m e with thin sharp objects until I was about five feet high. I was hollow and round. but rough because my skin had been ripped off. I didn't have to worry about b eing rough because then the man made me all smooth! Before I knew it I was b e ing covered in a w e t and slimy substance. It made m e feel good. as the moisture seeped through my skin. It felt as if it had just rained. I could feel myself shining like the sun. All day I was proud until I fell asleep.

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The n ext day, however. I was practically suffocating! I wasn't used to breathing through my insides. In the hottest part of the day, when the sun is overhead. I had colours put on me. They w ere in patterns and pictures. At first I thought somebody was scratching m e. but then I realised it was just some hairs on the end of a stick, with colours that w e re runny, on the end of it. Then I was set against the wall of the rock to dry again. I was pleased with the amount of trouble they had gone to to make m e look so great. About three days later I felt a dark p erson lift m e up so that my top was level with his face and my feet were resting on the ground. All of a sudden I heard a b eat echoing through the stillness of the day. The ground w as vibrating as the people danced around the person I was leaning against. I felt a surging through my inne r self, a thrusting of warm air. A gale of soft moist wind blew through me and I h eard the song of my heart - the song that made others weep. The dancers dropped to their knees and the banging ceased. Everything was silent, except my crying out and I knew that I was special. My sounds rang through the sky. Nothing moved, not even the wind b ecause my singing was so beautiful. The celebration had ended and I was alone with only m emories to remind m e of my days as a joyful living part of the earth. At that time I was becoming a small . but important part of the living b eings. I was dead, but my n ew form was enough to make m e feel alive again. by Suzanne Mackay

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YEAR 8 - ROOM 7 MISS R. VA CC HETTA C. Baaini , w . Barban o . A. Barnes . G . B e rtocc hi , D. Bo tt os . M. Bourke, S. B radle y. J. Brown , M. Byls m d, M . Croft . C. Ellul, G. Fra wle y , K . Gle nno n . D. Goodwin, R Goodwin, J. Ha lly, A. Julian . K. Lid d e ll , M. Minn e y. M . Moran , L. Morre lli. S. M ulc ah y , K . O'Connor. A. Peckham . K. Smith. K. Sn opk owski . C. Spen cer. R. Waite. K . W ille tt, D. Woodhe ad . J. C larke . ~ ~

YEAR 8 - ROOM 8 MRS. J. WESTERMAN K. Ande rson, N. Boe y e n, E. Booc o c k , F. Bourke, I. Bouten , N. Brisbane , D. Burge ss , M. Cini , S. Colbe rt, T. Crowle y, E. Duke, A. Eme rson, S. Glass , B. H egarty, K. H est e r, K. Hughes, J. Humphrey, N. Ke nnedy, R. Knapp, M. Lane, R. L e h e ny, L. Mac Gibbon , R. Mc Evoy, M. Makaruc ha, A. Milwright , M. O'Ne ill , N. Rankin, K. Ryan, R. V ear, c. Wilson.

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SALE OF THE CENTURY YEAR 7 On Tuesday,' August 6th during Maths w eek , Year 7 took part in the annual Sale of the Century Ma ths Quiz. Louise O'Brien played the role of Tony Barber and Caroline Williams was Delvene Delaney. The questions cam e thick and fast with Alison Dopheide taking an early lead, closely followed by Nerida Higgs, Ka thryn Jurcevic and Tracey Stanley. Tracey felt the pressure mounting and ne rves eventually took there toll. Kathryn and Nerida put forward a strong challenge and during the quick question sectio n . Kathryn raced to the lead to eventually run out the winner. Some very dubious adjudica ting cam e from Miss Gleeson whilst Miss Westerman quietly willed on Tracey. Mr. Morgan swelled with pride in Ka thryn but Mrs.Francesconi thought it was all rigged even tho ugh she was the one who o rganized the whole thing. The Fame Game pic tures w ere quite rem arkable thanks to Miss Holland. The portrait o f Mr. Jamieson was truly life-like. All contes tants received lo ts of prizes and thanks to Mr. Ward the whole thing is on video. It was lots o f fun and proves tha t Maths is a fun subject.

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APOEMABOUTT HESCHOOLCAM P Our bags w ere packed w e w ere on our way, We wouldn't b e back for a couple of days, There was lots of girls waiting for the bus, Some of them w e re making quite a fuss , "Where can I sit", ·can I sit with you", "Look at that girl h er bag is blue", We had some activities on the first day, And w e ate our lunch along the way, w e chose our cabins, ours was L, And w e had to come when we h eard the b ell, We slept in bunks and cabins of six, And in the morning our b eds w e had to fix, We made our breakfast, lunch, supper and tea, And Cathy fell over and hurt her knee, When the teacher said turn out the light, The darkness gave L eonie a fright , w e had a lot of fun on our camp, Even though the w eathe r was damp, And so to the teachers and Mick too, We would like to say a v ery big Thankyou. By Susan Jowe tt and L eonie Hayes

v YEAR 7 - ROOM 2 MRS. L. LARSEN J. Agius , K. Andreatta, s. B e ttaga, N. Bianco. c. Came ron. v. Canning, J. Carmuc iano, C. Collins, S. De nnis. s. Francione . N . Graham, R. Grove s, R. Harve y , B . Hodge s. N. Horne , C. Jac kson, M . Je nkins. K. Jurcevic, M. Khalil, M. Kiag, S . Law, N. Moriarty, J. Mc Aule y , M. Mc crohan , J. Mc Gibbon. M. O'Brie n. C. Purcell , s . Regan, M. Tumine llo, s. Walsh.

YEAR 7 --ROOM 3 MISSFOOTT s. Agostine lli , A. Booth, K. Bourke. C. Bugaj, s. Buyck. A. Chiocci. M . De La Coe ur, S . Di Pie tro. T. D ionisio, T. Duffy, M . Dunn. C. Eric kson , C. Fe lton. C. Gagliardi , M. Hansford. L. Hayes . S . Jowe tt, M. Lie r, L. O'Brie n . M. Peel. J. Plunke tt , L. Shine , C. Sparke s. T. Stanle y , M. Ste infort. R. Ste v e nson. P. Sutton. R. T e ssarotto. K. Watson. P. W a tson. ~e..So

YEAR 7 - ROOM 4 MRS. VAUGHAN c. Barnes . V . Blood, L. Brown . M . Curtin, K . D e Burg h, A. Do phe ide, S. Dyno n . L. Fav a ro . N. Fle tc h e r. E. Fogarty, M . Goodison . S. Gould, E. Ho lbe ry , N. Ho w e ll , L. Jam es , M. Jo ine r, F. Jo rg e n son . A. Libe rto n e. M. Larkin, F. Mah e r, J. M a rtin , C. M eagh e r, c. McCro rie , A. M c Ke ndy, N . Nihill, J. No rto n . M . o·callagh an . N. Odo rico. M . Plunke tt , J. Ryan .

YEAR 7 - ROOM 5 MRS. FRANCESCONI MRS. SMITH E. Fe rnandes. c. Ha rt , C. Hy d e. N. Klicki, K . Klic ki , P. L o ftus-Hills, S. M a rs h a ll , N. Mills, T. Milne . R. Murrihy , E. Mc Gra th , J. Nic h o lls. E. Olbe rtz, N. O'Re illy , K. Paskins. L. Pearce, 0. Quilkey, C. Re aney, M. Ric h a rdson . K . Ro dda, R. Rossell . M . Said, A. Scott , N . Slizys, R. T a m as, G . U rban c ic , K . V a llay, C. Wil~?1 liam s. H. w o rthy, L. Wrig ht.

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I wanted to b e Moses. Out of a whole lis t o f c h aracters in the play, I wanted to be Moses. Why not? After all , h e had the most lines, and any sixth grader w ants to h ave the biggest part. So I went home and learnt all of Moses· lines o n the first page. I was so sure I would get it. I got the princess. Whilst other girls "oohed" and "aahhed", I thought nothing of it. What the princess had to say, my four year old s ister could learn off by h eart. I didn't want it. Then cam e singing auditions. I got to sing about plagues. Do you b elieve it? I had wanted to sing about golden cows and worshipping idols, but no, I got to sing about plagues. Somehow I h ad to try and make swarms of insects and hoards of diseased p eople sound musically exc iting. It was an impossible task when you had fe llow c lassmates tearing around you on stage ho lding make-believe insects with papier mac h e bodies and old stocking wings. It also m eant getting to school early and having private singing lessons, just to see how my song was "coming along". Mrs. Duffy was always waiting, so c h eerful that it made m e sick. Always telling m e to hold my diaphram in. How was I supposed to hold in something I'd never heard about? Then cam e costumes. I had visions of making my own costume out of an old sheet. Using rope for a b e lt, and having bare feet. The sort of costume that you could romp around the stage in. Then for head dress, I could use an old towe l, rolled at the top like the ones the shepherds wore. Well, my visions w ere right on the dot - for everyone else, but not for m e. No old striped flannel sheets for m e . I had to have material whic h hung like silk and spark.led when I walked. Barefeet w ere out of the question, I had to have woven sandals. Not only that, but I had to have my hair carefully done down in long plaits with silver braid thread ed through them. It was rotten. How could I have any fun w earing a costume so restric ting? Mum of course spent hours making it and then joyfully fitting it on m e, doing my hair p e rfec tly - a d elicate operation whic h required a thic k , c rusty layer of hairspray all over my head. Moses of course had it all. Not only pages of lines to say, and a costume from an old sheet, but he was allowed to talk with God!! He c ould stand in front of burning bushes and take off his sandals. I asked if I could take mine off as w ell, but w as answered with a brisk "no!" and whisked aside. Moses got to make water flow from rocks, like rivers. It wasn't fair! What did I have to do? I had to find a baby! Can you b elieve it? What's more, I had to keep the thing. It was ridiculous? Who wants to keep someone else's bawling, red-faced bundle of joy? I had to try and look as if I genuinely wanted that plastic doll, whic h had b een unsuccessfully disguised by a blanke t whic h was far too small to cover its dinted h ead. It was an ugly doll anyway. I did, at one stage, drop the hint that maybe God could lower the baby down to m e on a white cloud. You know, something whic h would brighten up the whole play, and make me seem more like - Mrs. Moses. This suggestion was m et with strange looks from disapproving teach ers . The night of the p erformance, I arrived at school with no enthusiasm at all. Moses was all dec ked out, and revising his lines carefully. The strange thing is tha t I le ft school that night feeling elated . How could I feel anything but happy? My part had gone p erfectly. Moses on the other hand had a rough time of it. The re had b een a problem with on-stage electric ity, and the bush didn't burn. His sandal buckle got stuck, and he made awkward attempts on stage, to pull off shoes whic h simply refused to c ome off. Inside the papier m ache rock there was blue tissue paper whic h was supposed to b e pulled out to represent the flowing rive r. Well it seem ed Moses was a little over enthusiastic, as the river not only came out when he pulled it, but it also flowed right off the edge of the stage, into the audience. It was such a shame, especially when I ended up getting the bulk of the applause. Oh w ell, that's show business I suppose. To think, I had wanted to b e Moses! HA!!

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I'm in those awkward teen years. In many ways w e're considered children but in others we're consid ered young adults. I think something should b e done about it and esp ecially now seeing 1985 is the year of youth. My first complaint is to parents. They expect us to help around the house and h elp with the shopping but they set unreasonable curfews. Shopping in the c ity is forbidden (unless w e are being dragged around by adults) but pushing a heavy trolley around a supermarke t for hours, while they catch up on the latest gossip. is quite acceptable. My second complaint falls to the government (which even parents c omplain about). They make us pay full fare on public transport at sixteen; but w e're not allowed to drive on public roads until w e're 18. This leav es students in b e tween these ages in an awkward position. In fun-parks it's legal to c harge adult fare for fifteen year olds but it is illegal to let p e ople in public bars under the age of eighteen . I'm led to b elieve the only reason w e're not allowed to vote until w e're 18 is so w e can't do anything about getting rippe d off at 16! My third. and final complaint falls on the head of those behind the T.V. Movie industry. They e ither put six year-old's movies on or rate the ones that would interest our age group as "adults only", so naturally we aren't allowed to see them. Occasionally they put a w ell-rated good movie on; alas. they usually put it on at a totally unreasonable time when our parents won't le t us watc h it. It seems the three main groups that dominate our lives seem to have bungle d them more than w e e v e r could. If they have rights for animals. you would think they could have rights for adolescents. Lisa Overton Year9