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1984

THE GEELONG COLLEGE

1861 — 1984

PEGASUS 1984 VOL. LXXVII

CONTENTS

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EDITORIAL From the Committee Council and Staff Members Valedictory Addresses Opening of the Rolland Centre In Memoriam

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REPORTS Prefects' Report House Boarding Drama Music Art House of Guilds Library Social Service Debating Chess

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SPORT Cricket Rowing Hockey Football Basketball Volleyball Tennis Athletics Netball Lifesaving Bushwalking

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LITERATURE COLLEGE LIFE

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French Latin Creative Arts Fellowships Overseas Students Victoria 150 Maths and Science Prizes School Colours Year 12 1984 Roll

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EDITORIAL With a great amount of enthusiasm and confidence the Committee of 1984 started the year with the ambition of producing a specific record of the school year. For the third year in a row, the Committee has included both year 9 and 10 students to participate in the collation of the magazine. This I think has become symbolic of our attitudes as we dive deeper into the 1980's. Special thanks must go to Kim Patterson, Phillippa Hale and Sophie Gebhardt who have given a considerable amount of time and expertise towards the Committee, and therefore the school. Both achievements and disappointments were met this year in all areas of the school community. The year saw a colourful flourish in the Dramatic Arts. The play "1984 Now", which combined both the Drama and Music Departments was a great success well earned by the students and staff involved. The College Concert Band managed once again to win the Geelong Eisteddfod with typical modesty. The school's sporting results were of mixed but positive standards. Rowing, under the direction of Mr. Wait, in Term 1 saw for the rowers a lot of very stiff legs and difficult staircases, a result of inhumane but valuable land training. Cricket provided much Friday afternoon entertainment for many students, who at times assisted the coach Mr. Seeckts. Both Hockey and Netball played a large role in the sporting scene, whilst at the same time the footballers experienced a shock: presession training. Term 3 was mainly composed of athletic competition at both A.P.S. and at house level. To all coaches, of all teams thanks must be expressed for consistant support and commitment.

PEGASUS EDITORIAL COMMITTEE Andrew Henderson Kim Patterson Sophie Gebhardt Liz Everist Sarah Lee Naomi Druce Andrew Crane Phillippa Hale Louise Purton Georgia Stewart P.J. Richards P.S. Mead

Overall 1984 has been a beneficial and vastly rewarding year. Thanks on behalf of all students must go to the school staff and in particular the School Captain and his Prefects. To all those leaving may they be wished the best, and we wish to welcome all who are joining us in 1985. This next year is already warming up to be very exciting and most industrious. Finally, thanks and credit must be given to Mr. Mead who directed the Committee and edited the magazine in a most professional way. Andrew Henderson

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT The Pegasus Committee would like to thank Mr. Ewan McLean who generously contributed material to this issue of Pegasus. 4

COUNCIL AND STAFF THE COUNCIL Chairman: Mr. G.S. Fielding, LL.B. Deputy Chairman: Mr. E.K. Doery, F.C.A. Dr. J.P. Ayerbe, B.V.Sc., M.RC.V.S. Professor Weston Bate, M.A. Mr. G. L. Bent, L.L.B. Mr. W.L. Dix, A.A.S.A. (Senior), A.C.I.S. Mrs. J. Everist, B.A., Dip.Ed. (Melb.) Mr. R P . Hale, B.Sc. (Hans.), M.Sc. (AdeL), B.A., M.A. (Cantab.). Mrs. A. Henderson Mr. G.A. Hope Mr. R R . Ingpen (Resigned November 1984) Mr. C.S. Laidlaw The Rev. J.C. Lavender, B.A. Mr. F.S. McArthur, M.A. (Cantab.) Rev. Dr. J.D. McCaughey, M.A., F.A.C.E. (Resigned October 1984) The Rev. S.J. McCollum Miss J. Montgomery, O.B.E., B.A., B.Ed., F.A.C.E. Miss D. Pizzey, B.A., B.Ed., M.A.C.E. Mr. C.J.F. Smit Mr. B.G. Thorn, A.A.S.A., A.C.I.S. Dr. H.N.B. Wettenhall, M.D., B.S., F.RC.R, F.RA.C.P. Clerk: Mr. R B . Jamieson, F. A.S.A., A.I.B.A.

SENIOR SCHOOL STAFF Principal Mr. S.P. Gebhardt, LL.B. (Melb.), A.M.T. (Harvard), C.A.S. (Harvard), M.A.C.E. Headmaster of the Senior School Mr. D.P. Happell, B.A., Dip.Ed. (Melb.), M.A. (Wisconsin). Director of Curriculum Mr. J.R. Nelson, B.Sc. (Melb.), B.Ed. (Melb.), B.A. (Monash), M.Ed.Admin. (U.N.E.), M.A.C.E. Director of Staff Development Mr. M.J. Riordan, B.A. (Purdue), M.Ed. (Indiana). FACULTY OF HUMANITIES Head of Faculty: Mr. M.J. Riordan, B.A. (Purdue), M.Ed. (Indiana). English: Head: Mr. P.S. Mead, B.A. (Hons.), (A.N.U.), M.A. (La Trobe), Dip.Ed. (Melb.). Mr. R.J.T. Cummins, B.A. (La Trobe), T.P.T.C, A.C.P., Adv.CertEd. (A.T.T.I.). Mr. S.P. Gebhardt, LL.B. (Melb.), A.M.T. (Harvard), C.A.S. (Harvard), M.A.C.E. Mr. A.N. Gibson, B.Ec, Dip.Ed. (Sydney). Mr. P. Growney, B.A. (Hons.) (Melb.), Dip.Ed. (S.C.V. - Melb.) M.A. (Hons.) (Melb.) Mr. R G . Harris, Dip.Ed., B.A., B.Spec.Ed.

Ms. W. Morgan, B.A. (Cant), M.A. (Cant), M.A. (Cornell-U.S.A.). Mr. A. Reingold, B.A. (Duke). Mr. M.J. Riordan, B.A. (Purdue), M.Ed. (Indiana). Mr. I.R Thornton, B.Ed. Drama: Director: Mr. J.S. Gibson, (N.I.D.A.). Australian Studies: Director: Mr. A.N. Gibson, B.Ec, Dip.Ed. (Sydney). Mr. P.S. Mead, B.A. (Hons.) (A.N.U.), M.A. (La Trobe), Dip.Ed. (Melb.) Mr. H.D. Mitchell, B.A. (Hons.) (Melb.), B.Phil. (Uni. Oxford). History: Mr. D.P. Happell, B.A., Dip.Ed. (Melb.), M.A. (Wisconsin). Mr. P.J. Richards, B.A. (A.N.U.), Dip.Ed. Philosophy: Mr. H.D. Mitchell, B.A. (Hons.) (Melb.), B.Phil. (Uni. Oxford). Biblical Studies: Mr. I.R Thornton, B.Ed. Mr. M.B. Keary, B.A. (Hons.) (Q'ld.), M.A. (Hons.) (Melb.) Languages: Dr. S.N. Farrall, B.A. (Hons.) (Tas.), M.A. (Tas.), Ph.D. (Uni. of Indiana), French. Mr. M.B. Keary, B.A. (Hons.) (Q'ld.), M.A. (Hons.) (Melb.), Latin. Mrs. F. Dalley, French Conversation (parttime). Library: Mrs. L.R James, A.T.T.I., A.L.A.A. Mr. I.R. Thornton, B.Ed. Mrs. A. Warren, B.Sc. (Lond.), A.L.A.A. Music: Director: Mr. H. Hood, B.Ed., Dip.Mus. (Melb.), L.T.C.L., A.Mus.A., T.T.T.C. (S.C.V. - Hawthorn). Mr. P.J. Hannah. Mr. C. Wagstaff, B.Mus. (Hons.). Art: Mr. E.S. Terrell, B.A. (Brown), M.A. (Boston) — Co-ordinator of Art. CRAFT FACULTY Head: Mr. F.W. Elliott, T.T.C. (Manual Arts), Director — The Austin Gray Centre, Art. Mr. T.A. Egan, Dip.Art, S.A.T.C, Art. Mr. R W . Lancaster, A.C.T.T., H.D.T.S.A.C., Graphics. Mr. R D . Wells, T.T.RI.C. (Melb.), Woodwork. MATHEMATICS AND SCIENCE FACULTY Head: Mr. J.V. Leyshon, B.Sc. (Ed.), B.Ed. (Melb.), Biology and General Science. Science Department Head: Mr. J.V. Leyshon. Mr. C.S. Bawden, B.Sc. (AdeL), Dip.Ed., 5

Science. Mr. R Clark, Dip.App.Sci. (Hawkesbury), Mr. W.J. Harris, B.Sc. (Hons.) (Melb.), Dip.Ed., Chemistry. Mr. E.A. Manwaring, B.Sc. (Sydney), Dip. Ed. (Mitchell C.A.E.), M.Env.St (AdeL), Physics. Mr. R Salen, A.M.I.E.E., Science. Mrs. J. Strauch, B.Sc. (Hons.) (Monash), Dip.Ed. (S.C.V. Rusden). Mr. C.N. Whittle, B.Sc. (Melb.), Dip.Ed. (Melb.), Dip.Comp.Sci. (Melb.) Mr. D.A. Young, B.Sc. (Melb.), T.S.T.C. Mathematics Department Head: Mrs. J.M. Nelson, B.A. (Melb.), B.Ed. (Melb.), B.Sc. (Deakin). Mrs. M.J.L. Champness, B.A., B.Ed. (Melb.). Mr. W.J. Harris, B.Sc. (Hons.) (Melb.), Dip.Ed. Mr. D.H. MacBryde, M.A. (Cantab.), Cert. in Education (Bristol). Mr. R J . McLaren, B.Sc. (Hons.), Dip.Ed. (Melb.), M.A.C.E. Mr. B. McLeod, Dip.Elec.Eng., T.T.C. Mrs. E.M.E. McPherson, B.A. (Hons.) (A.N.U.), Dip.Ed. (New Eng. Uni.). Mr. J.R Nelson, B.Sc, B.Ed. (Melb.), B.A. (Monash), M.Ed. Admin. (U.N.E.), M.A.C.E. Mr. C.N. Whittle, B.Sc. (Melb.), Dip.Ed. (Melb.), Dip.Comp.Sci. (Melb.). Mr. D.A. Young, B.Sc. (Melb.), T.S.T.C. Laboratory Assistant: Mr. D. Carroll. SOCIAL SCIENCES FACULTY Head: Mr. J . R D . Fraser, B.Comm. (Melb.), Dip.Ed. (Melb.), B.Ec. (Hons.) (Melb.), Economics and Social Science. Mr. P.N.L. Auliciems, B.A. (Hons.), (Flinders), Dip.Sec.Ed. (Flinders). Mr. M.J. Ives, B.Sc, M.D. in Town and Country Planning, Geography. Mr. R M . Morris, B.Ec, Dip.Ed. (La Trobe), Economics. Mr. P.J. Richards, B.A. (A.N.U.), Dip.Ed., Politics. Mr. I.R Thornton, B.Ed. Mrs. E.A. Knight, B.A. (Monash), T.S.T.C. (Monash). PHYSICAL EDUCATION FACULTY Head Mr. P.A. Cronk, Dip.Phys.Ed. (Melb.), T.P.T.C. Miss R E . Clayton, Dip.Teaching (Phys.Ed.). Mr. C.A. Considine, B.App.Sc (P.I.T.). Mr. M.W. Seeckts, H.D.T.S. (Phys.Ed.). Mr. R C . Wait, B.Ed. (Hons.) (Loughborough). Creative Arts Fellows: Mr. T.M. Carment (Painter). Mr. P.O. Rossen (Painter). Library Committee of Management: Mr. M.J. Riordan (Chairman). Mrs. L. James Mr. R Salen Mr. M.B. Keary Miss K. Thomas Mr. J.V. Leyshon Mr. I.R Thornton Mr. P.S. Mead Mrs. A. Warren Mr. P.J. Richards

HEAD PREFECT'S VALEDICTORY ADDRESS In a few short days, we step out into a new world — a challenging world. It is a time when we will no doubt reflect on the influence The Geelong College has had on our lives to date and the continuing influence it will have in the future.

undertaken at the school. Of note was the inevitable Humphries' century, the First Eighteen's win against old rival Grammar, the commendable performances by the girls in hockey and netball and the success of the tennis team.

It is a time also to weigh up the success or otherwise of our last year at school.

I am grateful for the co-operation I have received from my fellow prefects and students and the sense of team spirit that was evident throughout the year.

Today, of course, is touched with sadness — an emotion which all who have experienced the enjoyment of College life will understand.

For the dedication and assistance of the staff headed by Mr. Gebhardt, I say a special "Thank-you". It has always been Mr. Gebhardt's contention that a school such as ours should pursue standards of excellence and not be happy with mediocrity.

My greatest wish is that those who have completed their last year at The College today will be able to look back in the years ahead and remember with great affection their years at the school and particularly the wonderful friendships created.

I am sure that this pursuit is the aim of the staff of the school and we are all grateful and the better for it.

Memories — and the smiles we left behind.

Academic achievement and sporting prowess are yardsticks by which many schools are judged. Doubtless they play an important part in school life, but there are many other ways we can judge the success of 1984. If we have learnt to be a contributor, if we have learnt team spirit and harmony, if we have learnt to care for others, if we have learnt to smile and enjoy each other's company — then I believe those qualities will equip us well when we reach out into the community in the months and years ahead. These important characteristics are developed at the school and should hold us in good stead in future years. We at The Geelong College have a privileged position in attending such a fine school with such a great tradition. We therefore have a special responsibility to make a worthwhile contribution to the wider community as we take our place in that community. If we make that impact, then our lives at The Geelong College will have been productive and of great value. A review of the school year brings back some wonderful memories. One of the early highlights was the long awaited opening of the gymnasium by the Federal Minister for Education, Senator Susan Ryan. It was a memorable day and launched a most important addition to the school's sporting facilities. During the year, we recorded sound results in most areas of activity. Academically, the school continues to achieve high standards and pass rates at H.S.C. level and I know we will all be hoping that this year proves no exception. Music and drama play an important role in school activities. The concert series continues to prove successful; several of our musicians have achieved excellent results and the drama group set high standards with their performances in the Rock and Roll Eisteddfod and the play' 1984 Now' written by our own Mr. Riordan. In the sporting arena, we continue to hold our own against all odds. (Do we really need "scholarships" to achieve sporting success?) There have again been some fine achievements in the wide variety of sports now

To those leaving, I wish you the best of luck for the future. I am sure you will agree that this year has been a memorable year in our lives — the special feeling of comradeship and goodwill developed will leave us all with a lasting reminder of the school and all it has meant to us.

Geoff Rooke

VALEDICTORY SERVICE THE THREE STANDARDS ROM.14;10 A few weeks ago there was a report in "The Australian" of a national survey of youth aged 15 to 24 carried out in April by ANOP market research. The survey showed that today's young people are worried about jobs, nuclear war and drugs. They are more sophisticated than the young people of the 1950's. They are realistic about the world, fairly conventional and not without some idealism. However, they apparently have difficulty in finding people whom they can admire. In fact, the headline in "The Australian" read — "Our youth lament the lack of real heroes." We can easily understand the disquiet of our young people on this issue. Indeed, much has happened recently in our national life to fill us all with disquiet and to compel us to ask ourselves if we are becoming a nation of antiheroes. The Parliament, the judiciary, the trade union movements, the police force have all faced allegations of systematic corruption. Yet these are institutions which men and women have died to establish and preserve. Naked evil stalks the land, leaving behind a trail of intimidation, exploitation and character assassination by innuendo. Nor is this something which is remote and far removed from our personal lives. It also takes place right in our very midst. So where is the good news for a young Australian looking for a real hero? I can offer you some from the New Testament. This book sets before us the life of Jesus of Nazareth and it asks us to take him as our ideal, our model, our standard. The New Testament shows us, in Jesus, a very humble man who was quick to serve other people in their need — feeding the hungry, healing the sick, comforting the sad, befriending the drop-out, forgiving the sinner and announcing good news to the poor. Jesus is depicted as one who loved his enemies and taught his followers to do the same. Above all he is set before us as one who completely trusted and obeyed God. The great challenge of the New Testament is that it calls on us to make this the standard for our lifestyle. As St. Paul puts it in Romans 14 verse 10. "We shall all be judged one day, not by each other's standards or even by our own, but by the standards of Christ." Let's look at the three standards mentioned in this verse. (1) First of all, there is the standard we apply to ourselves — our own. All of us have standards of our own devising by which we attempt to organise and regulate

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our lives — standards of efficiency in our work, standards of hygiene, standards of personal behaviour in public and in private. Sometimes the standards which we set for ourselves are high and we feel a sense of strain as we try to reach them or a sense of acute disappointment with ourselves if we fall short of them. Sometimes the standards we set for ourselves are too low and we may be filled with a sense of complacency about life which is totally unjustified. Whether high or low, these self-conceived and self-imposed standards are not the true ones, not the standard which is the final test. Many years ago a remarkable letter was received by the National Broadcasting Company of America. It came from an old shepherd living in a remote part of the State of Idaho. After praising the programs to which he listened regularly the writer made a strange request. "It's rather lonely up here", he wrote, "and I haven't much to amuse me apart from the radio. No other human beings are near. I wonder if you would be kind enough in your program next week to stop long enough to strike 'A' so that I may tune my violin again and enjoy the music." The Broadcasting Company obliged. They stopped the program and sounded the note. And away up in the hills of Idaho an old shepherd tightened up the strings of his fiddle so that he could once again play at concert pitch. The story caused quite a stir at the time. The idea of a nation-wide radio program being halted so that a note might be sounded for the benefit of a lonely shepherd captured the imagination of all who heard it. But there was a point in the tale which many may have missed. It was this. Why did that old man want to have his violin tuned to concert pitch? Why be so particular about having the precise note? Could he not have guessed it, fixed his own standard, and adjusted the strings accordingly? No! He felt that he couldn't play properly unless he had his instrument tuned to that official "A". One of the greatest pitfalls young people face today is the atmosphere of moral relativism in our society. "Do your own thing — and blow the consequences." The Bible is full of warnings about the dangers of that approach. St. Paul says that the man who fixes his own standards is a fool. He writes to the Corinthian Christians — "They, measuring themselves by themselves...are not wise." (2) Secondly, there are the standards applied to us by others — "each other's standards", as this verse puts it. Actually, the specific problems Paul is dealing with in this chapter are, as he tells us, 7

Sabbatarianism and vegetarianism. He himself has no use for either, but the plea he makes is for tolerance towards those who have different attitudes and values. For some months now a fairly torrid debate has been taking place in Australia about Asian immigration. A measure of ambiguity has crept into the debate. What is meant by the Asianisation of Australia? What is meant by the "need for shared values"? Some in the debate have revealed themselves to be amazingly intolerant and there has been an air of unreality about the attempt by some to give multiculturalism a bad name. Let me share with you two cameos from our recent holiday. We spent four weeks in Queensland but on the way we had a few days with some Timorese refugee friends of ours in the Sydney suburb of Cabramatta. Our host was Frank, whom we first met in Perth a little over nine years ago. Frank was one of the first Timorese refugees to come here and we have had a close friendship ever since. Cabramatta is an unbelievable cultural experience. Its nickname is Vietnamatta. It's just like being in an Asian city in the heart of Australia. We found Frank's flat and received a marvellous welcome. "What time you leave Geelong?", Frank asked. "Six o'clock, Frank, It was now 7.00 p.m. "You come up the Human Highway?" Nothing could be less human than the Hume Highway in persistent rain. "You be all-right. Tonight, you sleep on a water-bed." Eric, whose bed it was, had graciously made it available to us by going to stay with a friend. There was also an elderly Chinese lady in the flat. She had survived three wars. She couldn't speak a word of English but when you bowed to her, the answering bow and smile was an unforgettable experience of humane communication. Reflecting on that visit and on our many contacts with Asians over the years I saw that the common denominator was the "li". The "li" comes from Confucianism and its teaching is that if you act towards others with good manners, respect and reverence they will reciprocate in like manner. The second cameo comes from our campsite at Noosa. On our last weekend there an under 21 rugby league team from Brisbane came for their end of season rage. Never in my life have I encountered such a vulgar, foul-mouthed, undisciplined group of young men. They were a mark of shame on the society which had nurtured them. They diminished the human species, and left me

with the strong impression that Australia needs more Asianisation, not less. (3) And so we come to the key thought in this verse. "We shall all be judged one day, not by each other's standards or even our own, but by the standards of Christ." This is the point at which we get discouraged. For when we measure our lives against the standard of Christ we feel so inadequate. But let me remind you that Jesus had three favourite words — "last", "least" and "lost". And He said that the last should be first, the least should be the greatest, and the lost should be found. Let those words of encouragement ring in your ears as we say our farewell from this College and wish you God's blessing in what lies ahead. The Reverend S.J. McCollum

VALEDICTORY EVENING — TOASTING THE SCHOOL LEAVERS Mr. Gebhardt, ladies and gentlemen, fellow students. Some years ago there was a text I studied for English which described a school; the purpose of this school was to mould students so they would 'fit' society. Looking at this year's Year 12 it is easy to see how this does not apply to The Geelong College: the year is as diverse and individual as any. For instance, one of the more extrovert characters of the sixth form was Craig Pullin: "Magic" to the Second XVIII. Being a school prefect, Craig developed a unique attitude to discipline and an appropriate method with which to deal with breaches of the rules; he was overheard enforcing his will on an unfortunate individual by threatening to sit on him. Also, mention must be made of Dean Kellett who, although from Werribbee and a Carlton supporter, was an integral part of the 1984 Form Six, being a House Captain and member of both first cricket and football teams. Inventiveness and ingenuity must be attributed to Stuart Carraill and his accomplice, Steve Gude, who demonstrated how to wear the school uniform with pride, and who extolled the virtues of being well dressed. Theirs, also, is a history of interesting spares and very long lunch breaks. The 1984 sporting arena was our Year 12's showground, on it we saw individual performances, friendship, teamwork and the occasional touch of 'benevolent' animosity.

Nick Gebhardt will be best remembered for his most salient feature... his running. He also knows how to write songs, as is indicated by his efforts in the song-writing competition. Our much revered School Captain, when actually at school, made several positive contributions to College life, and, with his perennial tie, set a good example to the school. In all seriousness, Geoff s attitude and maturity were an asset to the College, and he demonstrated that to be an individual it is not necessary to be radically different or 'way out'. The footballers found that success came with teamwork, but banded together on the field in the interest of personal safety; a technique which worked exceptionally well against a team of 'head-banger' Grammar students. Even the umpires were not above reproach that day. The seconds football and the firsts hockey enjoyed successful seasons, although the fact that neither team won a match all year seems to indicate otherwise. But success was not rare this year; there was the cricket, the netball, the EON:FM Rock 'n Roll Eisteddfod, and the stage production "1984 Now" and academic success is yet to come. I am sure I speak on behalf of all fifth form as I wish this diverse assortment of people the best possible luck for the future. In the words of Paul Hewson: "May (all) your dreams be realized". Duncan Butler 8

OPENING OF ROLLAND CENTRE OPENING OF STAGE II OF THE ROLLAND PHYSICAL EDUCATION CENTRE Address by the Commonwealth Minister for Education and Youth Affairs, Senator Susan Ryan, at the Geelong College, Newtown, Victoria, 17 March 1984. Not long after the Hawke Labor Government was sworn in, I received a letter from a distinguished old boy of this College, a fellow Cabinet Minister and the leader of the government in the Senate, Senator John Button. In his letter, Senator Button wished me well in my portfolio, and, after expressing the view that education was an area of very complex issues, suggested that I could be sure of receiving wise counsel from a very old friend of his, the principal of this College. Several months later Mr. Gebhardt and I met. We talked for an hour or more about the purposes and problems of education. We propounded philosophies and compared visions. I already knew that Senator Button was right on one count; educational issues are very complex. At the end of my talk with Mr. Gebhardt, I could see that he was right about the wise counsel as well. Your principal and your School Council have invited me to be with you on this important occasion, and I appreciate the opportunity this school, this community of students, parents, teachers and administrators, embodies most of those qualities to which all schools aspire. It has an outstanding educational record over a very long period, more than a century in fact. It has a strong sense of its own identity and worth. It has a clear idea of the purpose it serves. It is respected in the community, and it enjoys the active support of its parents and its former students. Your school carries forward, for the benefit of new generations of students, what was good educational practice in the past. At the same time it retains an ability to adopt successful innovations, and to adapt to a changing world. The independent schools have a measure of administrative and educational freedom which the government and to an extend the non-government school systems do not have, and probably cannot, because of their size and the diversity of the students they serve. That freedom, together with generally high resource levels, allows independent schools to seek fairly single-mindedly a level of educational excellence which can be seen as a benchmark for others. It also means that innovations and changes can develop and grow more quickly and often more successfully than in large and inevitably bureaucratic systems.

During the debates and controversies that have surrounded the question of our government's policies for schools over the last 12 months it has not always been possible for me to state clearly our attitudes to schools such as The Geelong College. I would like to take this opportunity this evening to clarify that issue. The first tiling I want to say is this: our government is very well aware of the history of education in this country. A continuing part of that history has been the co-existence of a public school system and a private sector. The public system operates in all parts of Australia, without fees and available to children from all backgrounds. Within the private sector there are many different kinds of schools, and indeed systems of schools. These schools have been developed by groups in the community that have particular aspirations for their children which they believe cannot be fully met in the government school system. These groups have most commonly been religious groups such as the Uniting Church which owns The Geelong College. As well as schools run by churches there are schools which have been founded and developed to express and practise special educational philosophies which again could not be accommodated within the state school system. Rudolph Steiner Schools, the Montessori Schools, and progressive schools such as Preshill in Victoria, Currumbeena in New South Wales or the Ame School in Canberra (which my own children attended during their primary years) are well known examples. There is also the well known and widely respected Quaker School, the Friends' School, in Tasmania, and many other independent schools which operate according to philosophies which are acceptable within the framework of a democratic society but which their advocates believe could not flourish in the large comprehensive government school systems run by state governments in this country. Virtually all of these schools receive commonwealth assistance. In our first budget we assisted over 2,000 schools outside the government system, most of them at a higher level than in previous years. It is my view and the view of our government that Australian education has benefitted from this diversity and that individual students have in many cases done better as a result of having more than one kind of education available for them. Generally speaking, educational developments and 9

innovations, whether they have come from the state system or from the private sector, have been able to flow generally through our schools and benefit all students. One such example is co-education which was mainly developed in the government school sector but has become increasingly the practice of private schools, and indeed has been the policy here at The Geelong College for some years. Another example is project based learning, known in Australia as the Dalton Plan. This form of learning was pioneered in the Dalton school in New York in the early fifties. It was introduced not very much later than that, as I recall, to Ascham, a private girls' school in Sydney. It was developed very successfully there and is widely believed to be one of the reasons for Ascham's outstanding academic record. It was not until the early seventies that government schools adopted this approach but now it is almost commonplace, particularly in the secondary years. From my own observations it is a very satisfactory mode for young people to acquire a deep and thorough knowledge of a topic along with some independent research and planning skills. I mention these examples because I think if we can stand back from the funding debate for a few moments we must agree that diversity in education, while providing governments with many administrative difficulties and complex financial questions, can lead to educational improvements. Because our government recognises this we will continue to fund, support and assist through our various commonwealth programmes a pluralistic approach to education. While very conscious of our primary responsibilities to the government school system we wish to see a continuation of those schools in the private sector which have contributed constructively, not only to their own student's well being, but to the general standard of education in this country. The Geelong College is of course such a school. I should make it clear that as well as the general remarks I have made about the benefits of different ideas and practices in education, I recognize particularly that very well established schools with high levels of resources such as The Geelong College are able to provide educational leadership in specific areas. While the gap in resources between a school like The Geelong College and government or parish schools serving the many poor communities throughout Australia is in our view much too large, it is still

the case that the kinds of developments for which The College is so widely respected can in some cases provide guidance as to how our poorest schools can be improved. For example, the close involvement of parents with the school is something we wish to encourage generally. The close interaction between the school and its community is another feature which should not be limited only to those schools with high resources. Another way in which I hope that Geelong College will specifically be able to provide educational leadership is in the area of arts education. As many of you will be aware, this is a matter of great personal interest to me. I have long held the view that a child's educational development must include the development of his or her capacity to engage in the performing and creative arts, and perhaps even more fundamentally, a knowledge of and capacity to enjoy the rich and diverse cultural heritage of our society. This view, however has not prevailed in the state educational planning bodies to date and indeed has not been univerally adopted by schools in the private sector. However, it is an idea whose time, I hope, has come and I expect that the achievements of The Geelong College in this area will provide a model for many other schools. Some of you may have noticed an unusual photo of me on the front page of The Age newspaper earlier this week. Unusual I suppose because education ministers are not often photographed taking a dance and movement class with five year old children. I was doing just that last Wednesday morning in a very poor area of South Melbourne. I was very pleased to be launching one of our government's first initiatives in arts education. The immediate beneficiaries will be a group of children, virtually all migrants, from very poor backgrounds, but I must acknowledge that the commonwealth would not have been able to move so quickly in developing these programmes if it had not been for the pioneering work in arts education undertaken by schools such as The Geelong College. In developing our policies on the funding of schools I would like to assure you that our government takes into account all of the benefits and possibilities of the dual system. We are not opposed to it. The difficulties arise of course when money is allocated. These difficulties are not peculiar to the education portfolio. Every minister has to make unenviable choices between competing demands. The tight budgetary situation our government found itself in has required us to establish priorities. Inevitably some priorities will be higher than others. The setting of priorities across the whole range of government programs is a matter for balance and judgement. It is not an easy task and even if one disagrees with the priorities, there is no basis for any

presumption that those priorities have been moulded by ill-will, nor that they reflect favouritism towards some groups in the community, or hositility towards others. Insofar as change may be thought desirable in the national education system, under the Hawke Government it will be gradual and reformist, rather than abrupt and radical. Indeed, it could hardly be otherwise, given the complexity of the questions which must be asked and answered and given our commitment to consultation and consensus. Our Government gives the highest priority to assisting schools operating well below satisfactory standards. But the commonwealth is well aware of the need for stability in the funding levels and mechanisms so that all schools and school systems can plan their educational and administrative programs. I would like to tell you about the steps I have taken to resolve the issue of non-government school funding. The Commonwealth Schools Commission is currently consulting all interested parties on future funding options. It will report to me in April. I shall then discuss the recommendations with the State Ministers of Education and national educational organisations. The Prime Minister will be joining me in this further process of consultation. We shall be announcing our decisions at the end of June. There are some complex issues unresolved at present, as one would expect in the light of demographic shifts, new urban development, the separate and diverse priorities of the states, the need to retain administrative flexibility, and so on. The essence of the commonwealth's approach will be to take account of all views and reach our decisions on the best advice available. Whatever one's view of the most desirable form of education, the fact is that educational outcomes determine the intellectual resources available to the country. A well-educated population is essential to a nation's success in international trade and commerce, defence, and adaptation to scientific and technological change. It is essential to the growth of the arts and humanities. Australia's record in educating its young people compares unfavourably with those of our most important trading partners. Despite the successful record of your own school, the national performance is a source of considerable concern to the government. Only 35% of our children complete their secondary schooling. In countries such as Japan, Canada and the United States, between 70% and 90% do so. Only an urgent national effort will sucqeed in overcoming this problem. If it is not overcome, the "lucky country" will need a miracle to reserve the previous economic decline, and the social dislocation which that decline brings with it. We are making that effort 10

Under the participation and equity program the government is providing funds so that those people who are closest to our schools and who are most attuned to the needs of young people, can make the changes that ane needed to persuade those young people tu complete their secondary education. There are many other strong claims on the resources that the government allocates on the community's behalf. Aboriginal children still do not have proper access to schools. There are parts of the North West and Northern Territory when there is no schooling at all for these children. Many migrant children need help to lean effectively in our language and culture. After several years of cutbacks, our universities and colleges of advanced education cannot cope with the demand for places Many students who are capable of under taking tertiary education will miss out altogether this year. Student allowances are not adequate. In our first budget, it proved impossible to fund the improvements we knew were needed. Families forced by isolation to send their children to boarding schools need further assistance. Physically and intellectually handicappe children are still not provided for by the community in a way that we can be proud of or satisfied with. Those are some of the problems facing government which wants education to equip all children to lead useful and fulfilling lives. That is where the competing demands for the finite resources come from. Some of those problems impinge on The Geelong College, and you have coped with them extremely well. As I said earlier, this is a school with an enviable record of educational achievement and it is typical of the best of the non-government schools in Australia offering a genuine commitment to the intellectual, aesthetic, physical, spiritual an moral growth of its students through a libera balanced and general education. I believe that one reason for your College success has been its willingness to play a active part in its local community, and not stand aside from it. The Austin Gray Centre is one such point of contact, allowing the College to contribute some of its skills and resources to the local community, are drawing on and developing the skills are resources of the community. Your College creative arts fellowships contribute to community support of artists and draw on the skill of artists for the benefit of your education program. The College Concert Series bring talented musicians to Geelong for the benefit of the school community and the general public.

I know the College sees itself as a resource for the whole of the community, involving itself in the life of the people of the Geelong district, and that it has a strong commitment to that relationship. I appreciate that the leadership that the Council and the Principal have given over many years are responsible for that commitment and that achievement. I want to give it recognition in a practical manner. You may remember that the education policy the Hawke Government brought with it to office included an undertaking to re-establish the operations of the Curriculum Development Centre, a body which had made a valuable national contribution to education content in both the government and nongovernment school sectors. The CDC is to be strengthened and reestablished under the Commonwealth Schools Commission. To enhance its capacity to contribute to national educational policy development, it will have its own Council to supervise its operations. I am now ready to announce the membership of this council. I would like to make the first and most relevant announcement for this audience here tonight. Mr. Gebhardt has been the Principal of The Geelong College for the past eight years. He was formerly headmaster of All Saints Grammar in Bathurst and is highly regarded as an educational administrator and teacher of humanities. I am sure you will agree with me that he will make a distinguished contribution to the work of the Curriculum Development Centre. My main duty here this evening is to declare open your new gymnasium. Before doing so I would like to congratulate everybody involved in its development. The gymnasium cost close to $500,000. It reflects great credit on the school community that it was able to raise all of the money required. While the previous government did not agree to the College's request for funds, it is perhaps worth noting that the Commonwealth Government did offer capital assistance to the College last year, for the construction of the College's creative arts centre. This is the kind of partnership that I aim to preserve and develop. I am sure that the physical and educational progress of Geelong students will be advanced by this gymnasium. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to speak to you today. I am pleased to declare Stage Two of the Rolland Physical Education Centre open. Senator the Honourable Susan Ryan and the Principal, Mr. S.P. Gebhardt.

Senator Susan Ryan and Mr. P. A. Cronk, Head of the Physical Education Faculty.

IN MEMORIAM conditions for learning: the laboratories, the library, the first stage of the Rolland Centre, the enlarged Morrison Hall and House rooms, Mossgiel and the extension of the Preparatory School all came into their own during his time. And, as the School architect has told me, he had a remarkable eye for detail and for using space to advantage. At the same time he organized the School in such a way as to improve its efficiency and its capacity to meet the intellectual needs of students. We are in a very obvious way beneficiaries of his energy and direction, of his hard work and active mind, of his accumulated experience, and of his gifts put to use.

MEMORIAL SERVICE FOR DR. PETER THWAITES FRIDAY, 24TH FEBRUARY, 1984 "But this I say, He who soweth sparingly shall reap also sparingly; and he which soweth bountifully shall reap also bountifully. Every man according as he purposeth in his heart, so let him give; not grudgingly, or of necessity: for God loveth a cheerful giver." 11

Cor. 9vv6-7

Our Thanksgiving Service this morning is offered for Peter Thwaites and to his family to whom we offer our sympathy and gratitude.

No two Principals are, fortunately, ever alike and if they are wise they decide to capitalize on what they see as their strengths. Peter Thwaites did just that. The gifts we have we put to use. We draw the best from ourselves by playing to the best. The best leader draws the best from people. Peter Thwaites did just that. His clear-headedness and clear-sightedness enabled him to strike at the centre of a problem, weigh up issues and then direct positive action. His was a very disciplined and rigorous mind, an analytical mind, a mind that relished administration and organization, a mind that knew how to negotiate, a mind that displayed an encompassing and capacious quality: he could see the whole picture and see it for what it was. There is, I suspect, a curious relationship between successors and predecessors. There are times when one is tempted to blame one's predecessor — mostly for one's own inadequacies — and I imagine Peter was quite capable of muttered and muted comments about his predecessor. I am grateful to him for never interfering: he retired, faced new challenges at Deakin University and found no cause, no time to be meddlesome. Yet all the time he showed his interest and on

Last week I watched the 1 st VIII in training. I was impressed by the concentration of one of the members of the crew. It was a kind of concentration that arises from dedication and focus, from a particularity of purpose, from an absorption in the task at hand. The facts of Peter Thwaites' comprehensive career are well known. We are concerned specifically to give thanks for his service to The Geelong College as Principal from 1960 to 1975. His time as Principal was characterized by focus and purpose, by a conscious decision to put his gifts to use for the benefit of the School. He took up a task and pursued it with rational thoroughness, building up where he saw deficiencies and consolidating where there were strengths. What we now take for granted as a well-equipped physical plant owes most to his desire to provide sound 12

Tuesday I received a letter saying that he looked forward to coming to the Opening of Stage II of the Rolland Physical Education Centre. Having borne the burdens and responsibilities of change he was capable of seeing it occur without either rancour or resentment. He had, after all, provided some of the fabric for the inevitable and continuing evolution which keep schools dynamic. The dimension he gave to the School can never be repeated. Indeed it would be foolish to try to do so. The growth of a school is never complete, its directions always subject to new directions. He had direction supported by a clear and simple faith. He knew the complexities and never underestimated them. His precision and exactness were both a support to him and an inspiration to others, as was his innate courtesy, dignity and serenity. Yes, we are his beneficiaries and we can rejoice that he chose to put his gifts to use for boys and girls, for teachers and for the wider causes of education. There is nothing static about his legacy and nowhere is this more obvious than in the decision to become coeducational, a decision which is just ten years on but must be acclaimed as the most profound in the shaping of a School that has aspired and will continue to aspire to be a good School distinguished by balance and proportion. Peter Thwaites had the mental toughness and intellectual resilience to make important decisions, conscious always of the difficulties and consequences posed by such decisions. And so we give thanks for his life as we continue to build upon it, in the interests of a civilized and enduring society. S.P. Gebhardt

PREFECTS' REPORT "Prefects, having been appointed such, cannot expect to emerge fully fledged, they grow into the position if they allow themselves to do so, that is, they have to work at being good prefects." This year's small but enthusiastic group of prefects have, I believe, accomplished this and therefore fulfilled the wishes of the Principal, Staff and student body. The prefects have displayed cohesion, loyalty and a sense of team spirit which helped in making the year such a successful and enjoyable one. The prefect's role is not one of a policeman but instead it is a role in which one carries out his/her duties with enthusiasm, efficiency and more importantly leading by example. This example, which is reflected by participation in school activities, encouragement and good naturedness, was carried out effectively by the prefects this year. A prefects' report is not complete without a special mention of the individual prefects, as their attitudes and efforts to the position and all that it entails have resulted in significant contributions. Heather has shown application and has met with success in netball and athletics. Brett has excelled in football, athletics and cricket. Nathan has made his mark not only in academic achievement but

also in hockey and cricket. Antony has made extraordinary efforts in football and athletics as well as achieving high regard for his light humour during Monday luncheons. Jenny was Captain of Boats and contributed in a major way to netball and music as well. Dean revealed determination and a willingness to succeed in cricket and football. Kim was not only Captain of Hockey but an organiser of the excellent school dances. Craig, though the constant butt of Mr. Gebhardt's jokes, brought humour into the prefects' room and excelled in Drama. The atmosphere of College is reflected in the harmony and the honest and warm communication that exists between staff and students. The College promotes a true sense of belonging, we can but thank the excellent guidance given to us by Mr. Gebhardt, Mr. Happell and members of the staff. I must thank all the prefects, especially Heather and Brett, who have given me great support throughout the year. To Mr. Gebhardt a special thanks, his guidance and trust was of a great importance to the prefects of '84. Good luck and best wishes to all in the future. Geoff Rooke School Captain

PREFECTS Back: K.A. Patterson; A.P. Callan; H.A.Cameron; D.R. Kellett; C.K. Pullin. Front: J. Hynes; G.D. Rooke (School Captain); S.P. Gebhardt (Principal); B.R. Humphreys (Vice Capt); H.Millard (Vice Capt.)

HOUSE REPORTS CALVERT HOUSE House Master: Mr. M.W. Seeckts House Tutors: Mr. H. Hood, Mrs. E.A. Knight, Mr. I.R. Thornton, Mr. R.C. Wait, Mr. M. Whittle House Captain: Kate Simonsen House Prefects: John Hobbs, Hamish Salmon, Stuart Carraill, Frances Keary, Nathan Cameron. HOUSE COLOURS: Junior: Simon Edwards, Stuart Leggatt, Steven Heather, Matthew Head, Tanya Munyard. Athletics: Michael Spittle, Tim Stephinson, John Hobbs. Football: Tom Leggatt, Stuart Carraill, John Hobbs, Tim Evans, Alistair Purnell, David Spittle, Simon Wylie, Michael Spittle. Debating: Frances Keary, Blair Harrigan, Jamie Robertson, John Hobbs. Hockey: Michael Head, Tom Leggatt, Stuart Carraill, Nathan Cameron, David Ide, Kerrie Griffiths, Georgina Idle. Netball: Melita Currie, Sue Collins. Cricket: Tim Stephinson, Nathan Cameron. Music: Nicole Leeder, Andrew Peel.

CALVERT HOUSE REPORT Welcome to Year 9 students. Once again, Calvert has shown the opposing houses it is a force to be reckoned with. The traditional house spirit was maintained throughout 1984, not only in the sporting arena but also in the social side. The friendly atmosphere in Calvert houseroom being generated by all, once again attracted many members from other houses. Sport has always played an important part in house activity, and the willing participation of all members of the house made the organisation of teams very easy. Thanks to Hamish Salmon we had a very successful swimming team which gained a first place, keeping up the tradition. I think the highlight of rowing was the training sessions: the endless 500's and the brief swim, led by Marcia Thompson. Overall the debating teams did quite well. Congratulations to Frances Keary, Blair Harrigan, Jamie Robertson and John Hobbs for their successful performances. Thanks must also go to Stuart Carraill for his organisation. The annual House Music competitions went very well for Calvert this year, unfortunately the House didn't win, but it achieved a creditable second place. Congratulations must go to all members of the House for their enthusiasm as well as to Mr. Hood and Steven Heather who somewhat changed his appearance to become a 'rockin crock! House Hockey was perhaps not as successful as last year but excellent performances came from Peter Bates, Stuart Carraill, Nathan Cameron, Tom Leggatt, Marcia Thompson and Kerrie Griffiths. The netball team were probably the 'underdogs' of section one. Susan Collins must be congratulated for her organisation of the team which performed overall very well.

House football went very well this year with the senior football team proving to be the best Calvert team for a while. Excellent performances came from Stuart Carraill, Alistair Purnell, Michael Spittle, the Wylie brothers and Tim Evans. Tennis and Aths finished off the year's sporting activities. Both went quite well with a traditional fourth place in Aths. Outstanding performances came from Tanya Munyard, Michael Spittle, Michael Simonsen, John Hobbs, Peter Bates and Tim Stephinson. In tennis, Hamish Salmon and Sallie Boyd performed excellently. Socially, Calvert was kept up to date by the continuous amusement from Peter Bates and Marcia Thompson. The sixth form night at Manbo's went well, with the highlight of the evening coming from Tom Leggatt, Fred Purnell and Peter Bates. The footy match on the way home will always be remembered. The House BBQ, the Prefects' dinner at Spaghetti Deli, and the Dinner at my place are other 'social' events to be remembered.... not forgetting the successive dinners at Mrs. Knight's Hot Stuff! Best of luck to David Spittle and Mrs. Knight who will be leaving us. Overall it has been a very successful year. Many thanks must go to all students, tutors and especially to Mr. Seeckts, for his enthusiastic guidance. Kate Simonsen

COLES HOUSE House Master: Mr. E.A. Manwaring House Tutors: Mrs. L. James, Mrs. J. Nelson, Mr. R Wells, Mr. E. Terrell, Mr. C. Considine. House Captain: Dean Kellett. House Prefects: Brett Humphreys, Jenny Hynes, Stuart Putland, Rory McLeod, Heather Millard. HOUSE COLOURS: Cricket: G. Heinrich, B. Humphreys, J. Hutchesson, D. Kellett, J. McConachy, R McLeod. Athletics: M. Butler, C. Butler, S. Gray, A. Lee, S. Middleton, J. Thiele, J. Utting. Junior Colours: J. Dickson, S. Durante, J. Elliott, B. Goggin, A. Lamont, J. Parkes, G. Wettenhall, M. Courtnay, P. Grotegoed, W. Hutchesson, N. Kellett, S. Lee, P. Middleton, S. Morrison, V. Price, J. Utting. Swimming: J. Gulbin, H. Millard, A. Hand, G. Morrison. Cross Country: C. Butler, S. Leahy, S. Middleton, J. Thiele. Music: J. Hynes, G. Morrison. Rowing: C. Butler, P. Stephens.

COLES HOUSE REPORT In typical style, the' Coles Machine' this year continued to dominate in most areas of interhouse activities, as well as developing a truly unique house spirit. The year kicked off with an informal barbeque, giving house tutors, students and parents the opportunity to become acquainted with each other. The sporting season began almost immediately with the occurrence of house swimming. With only several individual wins recorded, we gained a very creditable third placing; an excellent team effort. The reintroduction of house football was warmly met by all, in particular Jason Thiele, who could not be stopped from attempting to kick a goal once he got them in sight. We overcame this obstacle by defeating Calvert in the final. For the fourth year running, Coles were triumphant in athletics. We drew with Wettenhall in a very exciting finish in which 'Deeks' Putland saved the day. Shane Middleton ought to be applauded for winning the championship in the Under 17 age group. Included in athletics is the cross country in which Coles was also victorious. Towards the end of the year House netball was contested. With "dead-eye" Hynes up forward we could not go wrong. We eventually defeated Shannon in the final.

Hockey: D. Butler, G. Morrison, W. Richardson. Netball: N. Alsop, J. Hay, J. Hynes, H. Millard, S. Gray, J. Utting. Football: M. Butler, J. Gulbin, B. Humphreys, J. Hutchesson, D. Kellett, J. McConachy, R McLeod, C. Butler, D. Butler, A. Hand, A. Lee, B. Price, J. Thiele.

The participation in the various House activities was enjoyed by all. This was exemplified in House Music when Ali the Maestro set us in the mood for a rousing performance. Once again this year Coles continued to sponsor the Tibetan refugee, Tseten Gurmey. This was done in the form of footy picks, table tennis and a chocolate drive. Mrs. James especially should be thanked for her valuable time and effort in conducting the drive. I would like to thank Mr. Manwaring for his organisation and support throughout the year. His general commitment to Coles has continued to make it a most successful and enjoyable community. Thanks should also be extended to Mr. Terrell, Mr. Considine, Mrs. Nelson, Mr. Wells and Mrs. James, whose help was always appreciated. I would like to wish the best of luck to the House next year and hope that each member gains as much delight and satisfaction from Coles as I have. Dean Kellett

KEITH HOUSE House Master: Mr. R McLaren House Tutors: Mrs. J.E. Strauch, Mr. P.J. Richards, Mr. M.J. Riordan, Mr. C M . Wagstaff. House Captain: Diane Blair. House Prefects: Kim Patterson, Karen MacAlpine, Lionel Aingimea, Karen Goldsworthy, Lachlan Campbell, Stephen Gude. HOUSE COLOURS: Swimming: Peter Oates, Karen MacAlpine, Stephen Gude. Rowing: Lachlan Campbell, Lindon Egan, Karen Goldsworthy, Karen MacAlpine, Lionel Aingimea. Football: Craig Tucker, Michael Kuchel, Tim Hall, Stephen Gude, Lachlan Campbell. Hockey: Craig Tucker, Lindon Egan, Peter Oates, Susan Barber, Yvette Gilbert. Debating: Karen MacAlpine, Karen Goldsworthy, Sue Williams, Catherine Dewaard, Milana Wilson. Music: Chinglyna Chan, Lionel Aingimea, Diane Blair. Athletics: Karen Goldsworthy, Kim Patterson, Craig Tucker, Lionel Aingimea, Lachlan Campbell, Lindon Egan, St. John Heath, Georgina Bayley, Scott Johns, Milana Wilson, Tim Hall, Michael Kuchel, Sue Williams, Adrian Briggs.

KEITH HOUSE REPORT 1984 saw the original Keith Year 9 finally make it to H. S.C. During these four years the house has gained in numbers, ability and most importantly, enthusiasm. The enthisiasm generated by the members of the Keith House was reflected in the way in which we were able to compete in every event in all the inter-house activities. The students of Keith are to be congratulated for this. It would be remiss of me if I did not mention some outstanding individual performances by members of Keith House. Bradley Tattersall (Year 10) won the U16 swimming championship, Adrian Briggs (Year 10) won the U16 athletics championship, Kim Patterson (Year 12) and Lionel Aingimea (Year 12) both broke records in the school athletics sports and Robyn Hall (Year 9) and Sue Williams (Year 9) were unlucky in losing the final of the Junior Girls' Tennis Competition. Other consistent and enthusiastic performers throughout the year were Steven Gude (Year 12), Craig Tucker (Year 12), Peter Oates (Year 12), Lachlan Campbell (Year 12), Karen MacAlpine (Year 12), Karen Goldsworthy (Year 12), Tim Hall (Year 11), Stewart Williams (Year 11), St. John Heath (Year 11), Angus Campbell (Year 10), Huw Evans (Year 9), D'Arcy Heath (Year 9) and Darryl Diment (Year 9). Fortunately for Keith, the school does not revolve around sport. House Debating and House Music gave us the opportunity to show that we are indeed a cultural House. Good performances in both these activities were most pleasing.

Junior: Nicole Hobday, Sue Williams, Robyn Hall, D'Arcy Heath.

Keith is a close knit house. All its members are prepared to give of themselves for the good of the house. Winning, although important, is secondary to the students of Keith. They derive their pleasure from participating and knowing that they are helping to make Keith a success. This enthusiasm and willingness to participate made the house prefects and my job an extremely easy one. Albeit, the students do look to the H.S.C. students, and in particular the house prefects for leadership and direction. This year's house prefects handled the responsibility given to them with great aplomb. I would like to take this opportunity to thank them for the assistance and support they gave me throughout the year. It was greatly appreciated. Finally, thanks must go to our House Master, Mr. McLaren, on behalf of all the students of the House. I thank him for the time and effort he has put into Keith House and I wish him all the best at Melbourne Grammar next year. Diane Blair

McARTHUR HOUSE House Master: Mr. D.H. MacBryde. House Tutors: Mr. T.A. Egan, Mr. R.T. Cummings, Mr. M.B. Keary, Mr. R.G. Harris, Mr. P.H. Auliciems. Joint House Captains: Stuart Paton, Penny Vile. House Prefects: Antony Callan, Mark Hayden, Mark Loughnan, Tony Rial, Jane Stephens. HOUSE COLOURS: Antony Callan: Swimming, Cross-Country, Football Anthony Foster: Football, Debating, Tennis Ann Gready: Cross-Country Mark Hayden: Hockey, Football, Athletics Mark Loughnan: Hockey, Football, Athletics Stuart Paton: Athletics, Football Peter Quinlivian: Football, Tennis Tony Rial: Cross-Country, Hockey, Football, Athletics Jane Stephens: Swimming, Hockey, Debating Fiona Stewart: Netball Mark Bain: Hockey, Football, Athletics, Tennis Felicity Ballard: Hockey, Athletics Andrew Howarth: Hockey, Football, Debating Donald Howie: Rowing, Hockey Glenn Hunter: Swimming Clare Jenkyn: Music Wendy Leigh: Tennis Andrea Lester: Swimming, Music, Debating Kerri McConachy: Cross-Country, Athletics, Tennis Fiona McKenzie: Debating, Netball Paul Maddern: Swimming, Rowing Allan Major: Hockey Guy Pearce: Music Laurel Seller: Rowing, Netball Kirsten Trethowan: Rowing James Young: Cross-Country, Hockey, Athletics Annabel Hay: Junior Sadie Jenkyn: Junior John McArthur: Rowing Emily McKenzie: Junior James Parker: Junior Julie Park: Junior Anna Rial: Cross-Country, Athletics Cathy Stoney: Junior Duncan Heard: Junior Mark Collins: Tennis Richard Howie: Junior Chris Lester: Junior Anthony Maddern: Junior Helen Neely: Junior Tim Payne: Junior Glen Prussner: Junior Caroline Tayler: Junior

McARTHUR HOUSE REPORT As in previous years, McArthur House has been one to be reckoned with. Not only has the 'crow' spirit been kept flying high, but there has also been a warm relaxed feeling within the House Room and its members. Although there were gale force winds and rain, these were not enough to put a damper on proceedings at the annual McArthur House barbecue. This again proved to be a major success, as the objective of the gathering was for parents to meet with the tutors and Mr. MacBryde. This year has seen McArthur finishing nearly always in the top ranks of sporting activities. The House finished second in the swimming this year, which can be attributed to the great all-round effort of all swimmers in the House, particularly some of the younger members, who will in the future prove to be an even greater force. Rowing saw the House finish a close third. Contributions by one ex-rower, who made his come-back in ' 5 ' seat, proved to be a great asset, as he now knows that he has to put the oar in the water as well as take it out! This year hockey was one of our better chances for a win. The 'Mean Machine' went from strength to strength with each game, but in the final the best was not good enough, and with a bellowing voice from the sideline: "Go, Ken, go!" a draw was all that could be managed, and once again we came equal first, this year with Morrison.

Athletics saw McArthur take a convincing third place. Again younger members dominated, with the consistency and the encouragement of the senior members contributing to our overall position. Tennis proved to be quite a surprise, and the McArthur tennis team rose from the dim dark depths of defeat to become the overall winners. Overall, the House spirit and jocularity shown by many members of the House have contributed greatly to many of our victories. We would like to thank the House Prefects for all they did. We would also like to thank Mr. MacBryde for all the time and effort he has put into the House. Finally, we would like to wish everyone the best of luck for the coming year, and our very best to Mark Bain and Laurel Seller, who will be taking over the reins as Joint House Captains. Stuart Paton and Penny Vile

MCLEAN HOUSE House Master: Mr. A.N. Gibson House Tutors: Mr. H.D. Mitchell, Mr. P.S. Mead, Mr. A. Reingold, Mr. P. Growney, Mrs. E. McPherson. House Captain: John Guthrie. House Prefects: Emma Mestitz, Alan Fisher, Skye Buchanan, Robin Cave, Michelle Temple, Hugo Armstrong. HOUSE COLOURS: Athletics: S. Graham, S. Buchanan, N. Page-Smith, A. Fisher, P. Hutchins, C. Fayers, S. Gebhardt. Junior: P. Barnet, M. Olsen, S. Cave, K. Waring, S. Rae, N. Druce. Swimming: S. Gebhardt, A. Hendrie, P. Hutchins, J. Fisher, R. Cave, A. Fisher. Music: N. Galloway Football: P. Hutchins, R. Cave, P. Smurthwaite, P. Morell. Tennis: S. Gebhardt, S. Buchanan, D. Graham, P. Norbury. Netball: S. Gebhardt, M. Temple. Cross-Country: S. Gebhardt, J. Fisher, S. Buchanan, P. Norbury, J. Connelly, P. Smurthwaite. Hockey: E. Mestitz, J. Fisher, A. Hendrie, S. Buchanan, S. Gebhardt, M. Temple, A. Wait. Debating: A. Hendrie, E. Mestitz, J. Guthrie.

McLEAN HOUSE REPORT McLean retained the best of its traditions this year, and created what are hopefully trends for its success in future years. McLean's achievements in most sports once again showed that although the scores rarely went McLean's way, this House was still able to put up a fight and lose with dignity. This was especially notable in senior football where, despite McLean's low score, the crowd cheered for McLean's team. Nevertheless, McLean improved its position in most sports this year compared with that of previous years. According to the official results, McLean came eighth in athletics, seventh in the cross-country and boys' hockey, sixth in rowing and swimming and fourth in football. The most notable sporting achievements this year included our victories in the girls' hockey, netball, and junior football, which enabled us to compete in the grand finals for these events, and McLean's tennis team. Thanks to the participants in all those sports. McLean gained a strong junior sporting team this year, so that its future in sport seems even more promising. But it was McLean's intellectual achievements which provided the greatest prestige for this house in 1984. As a result of the Wales Maths Competition, Credits, Distinctions and Prizes were handed out during a bitterly cold house assembly. The musicians of the house were also distinguished this year in the House music competition. With 'By the Waters of Babylon", a minuet, and a bush band, McLean came fourth in the competition. The four debating teams this year had the greatest success, with the junior teams defeating their opponents and the two senior teams gaining what are possible record victories over the opposition, enabling McLean to win the overall competition.

McLean's social life varied this year according to the whims of each tutorial group Mr. Growney and Mrs. McPherson's tutorial groups stayed up late to watch television in C27, Mr. Reingold's and Mr. Mitchell's tutorial groups are planning a camping trip Mr. Mead's tutorial group attended a well known film, while members of Mr. Gibson's group went out for tea. McLean was a lucky house this year in that it gained four new tutors: Mr. Growney, Mrs McPherson, Mr. Mitchell and Mr. Reingold who all adapted quickly to the new surroundings. Unfortunately, Mrs. McPherson is leaving The Geelong College this year, and so we say farewell and thank her for all she has given to McLean. All tutors this year must be thanks for their entertainment and sound guidance when it was required. But it is the students of McLean who gave the House its unique spirit. It has not alway been easy; the "McLeanites" of 1984 were a diverse bunch. Some were dedicated to sport some to academic pursuits and others to simply having a good time: In this respect McLean house is an institution I shall rem ember well. We all thank Mr. Gibson, the tutors and the prefects who have done their job so well in McLean this year. Farewell to all those in McLean who are leaving The Geelong Coll ege this year, and welcome to those enterin McLean in 1985. John Guthri

MORRISON HOUSE House Master: Mr. J.S. Gibson House Tutors: Miss R. Clayton, Mr. P. Cronk, Mr. B. McLeod, Mr. F. Elliott. House Captain: Craig Pullin. House Prefects: Carolyn Harvey, Ken Harry, Andrew Holds worth, Sarah Graham, Fiona MacMillan, Geoff Rooke. HOUSE COLOURS: Junior: Shelley McCann, Daniel McGlone, Andrew Brown, Chris Ganly, Matthew Hercus, Hamish Carr, Adam Fleet, Emma Saunders, Kit Graham, Kate McCann, Catherine White, Richard Jennings, Andrew Cameron, David Nelson. Swimming: Colleen Lappin, Andrew Holdsworth, Paula Campagnolo. Rowing: Sarah Graham, Andrew Dennis. Football: Geoff Rooke, Andrew Holdsworth, Craig Pullin, Robert Purton, Simon Hunt. Hockey (Boys & Girls): Ken Harry, Craig Pullin, Michael Kinens, Robert Purton, Robert Cumming, Justin Ganly, Catherine Dickinson, Simon Hunt. Tennis: Geoff Rooke, Ken Harry, Catherine Charles, Catherine Dickinson. Athletics: Catherine Dickinson, Ben Hercus. Netball: Carolyn Harvey, Kate Morphy, Fiona MacMillan, Paula Campagnolo. Debating: Craig Pullin, Paula Penning, Andrew Dennis.

MORRISON HOUSE REPORT Morrison House has gone from strength to strength. 1984 proved to be the most successful sporting year Morrison has seen for many years. Much of this success must be attributed to Mr. J. Gibson. In his second year as House Master, Mr. Gibson continued to generate a great deal of enthusiasm both in the House room and in all interhouse competitions. The first activity for the year was the interhouse swimming. While Morrison was not one of the most successful Houses in the swimming carnival, there were some very commendable results in the individual championships. Shelley McCann won the senior girls division, not a bad effort for a girl in third form. With a strong debating record behind us, Morrison continued its high standard in House debating. Although we did not attain first place this year we comfortably gained second position with good wins in both the senior and junior divisions. Morrison continued its dominance in the annual cross country race. While for many of us the track around the Barwon proved too much, the months of training paid off for Peter Lappin and Fiona Macmillan who gained first position in their respective senior age groups. An even spread of talent made House football for Morrison a resounding success. In the senior division an excellent cohesion between the footballers and non-footballers brought a pleasing three wins out of the four matches played. Although many of the junior boys showed a lot of potential, Andrew Brown, the star recruit for the year, must be commended.

Cross-Country: Geoff Rooke, Michael Kinens, Andrew Holdsworth. General: Kate Mestitz.

When Morrison took to the water in house rowing, the elegance and timing of most crews seemed to be lacking. Fiona Macmillan once again was breaking records, although this time she was displaying an unprecedented skill in missing the water with her oar. All the Morrison rowers should have watched the junior girls' rowing, Kate McCann and the Bubb twins displayed great skill, courage and determination. They not only helped Morrison on the points table but also set a fine example for the rest of the house to follow. The Morrison tennis team was given a boost this year with the addition of Andrew Cameron and David Nelson. Both these fine young tennis players together with the fifth form girls helped to gain third spot in the tennis competition. Although Morrison gained many fine results this year, there is no doubt that our victory in the inter-House hockey was the highlight of the year. This win was the best result Morrison had gained for twenty-two years. Personally my year as House Captain has been a most rewarding one. I would like to thank firstly Mr. Gibson for the support he has given me over these past twelve months. This year's House Prefects together with the House tutors have been most involved and enthusiastic, and for this I thank them. Finally, on behalf of the sixth formers and those leaving I would like to wish Morrison House the best of luck in the future. Craig Pullin

SHANNON HOUSE SHANNON HOUSE REPORT 1984 proved to be a year in which Shannon was able to combine the talents of seniors and juniors and achieve good results. Success was recorded in many interhouse events this year. The "Shanimal" spirit was exercised in house music where, with the help of Nick Gebhardt, Michael Thacker, HOUSE COLOURS: Tim Neal and Mr. Hannah we obtained first place. Rowing: Rowan Dickson, Andrew Bayley, Bruce Sophie Dunoon, Keren Douglas and Fiona Rollinson, Rodger Howard, Andrew Hen- Russell gave us a great basis for victory in the derson, Rod Stephens, Keren Douglas, girls' hockey. The boys, however, never Christine Henderson. really shone and despite being favourites, did not make it into the final. Cross Country: Karen Woods, Keren Douglas, Sophie Dun- Once again, boys' open tennis gave Shannon oon, Leigh McNaughton. House victory. This was achieved through the efforts of Paul Taylor, Tim Angus, Leigh Tennis: Sarah Bail, David Sprague, Sophie Dunoon, McNaughton and Iain Thomson. Andrew Bayley, Iain Thomson, Tim Angus, The squad on the netball court surprised Leight McNaughton, Paul Taylor. everyone with its determination. They played well enough to come runners-up to Coles Debating: Rowan Dickson, Nick Gebhardt, Sarah Bail, house in the final. A great effort considering Andrew Henderson, Tim Neal, Andrew most of the team was comprised of students from years nine and ten. Rikard-Bell. Over the past few years there have been a few Football: David Sprague, Bruce Rollinson, Leigh areas in which Shannon has not performed McNaughton, Michael Malakellis, Rowan too well. Swimming and athletics, this year, Dickson, Nick Gebhardt, Michael Thacker, left us in fifth and equal sixth position respectively. Although this was a slight imAndrew Bayley. provement over last year's results, it leaves Hockey: the House in need of some dynamite athletes Sally Jones, Fiona Russell, Angela Dimmick, and swimmers. I hope some of the promising Christine Henderson, Sarah Bail, Susan juniors can help Shannon improve in these Russell, Michael Thacker, Tim Neal, Andrew areas. Henderson, Neal Varghese. Interhouse football did not prove to be a Music: strong point in the senior division, but the Nick Gebhardt, Michael Thacker, Tim Neal. juniors achieved third place. Netball: Angela Dimmick, Christine Henderson, Sarah Bail, Katherine Hatton, Donna Newman. Athletics: Sally Jones, Leigh McNaughton, Tim Neal, Andrew Rikard-Bell. Junior Colours: Donna Newman, Kym Henderson, Amanda Ferabach, Craig Rideout, Andrew Palmer, Richard Moussi, Trevor Harris, Trudi Bellis, Scott Benham, Laurie Cunningham, Christine Dimmick, Nick Hudson, Steven Jackman, Andrew Logan, Sarah McGregor, Alithea Reid, Paul Taylor, Justine Walter, Nicola Whitehead, Glen Wise.

House Master: Mr. W.J. Harris. House Tutors: Mrs. M.J. Champness, Mr. D.A. Young, Mr. C.S. Bawden, Mr. & Clark, Mr. P.J. Hannah. House Captain: Rohan Dickson. House Prefects: Sarah Bail, Andrew Bayley, Sophie Dunoon, Nicholas Gebhardt.

In the cross country, Nick Gebhardt h performed consistently well over the last fe years. He has had a close rival in Mr. Hanhe seems to take open age to mean mu older than seventeen years. Another commendable individual effort w made by Andrew Bailey more recently in the interhouse athletics. He ventured in to the open hurdles and took on a 'break leg' spee Poor Bails wound up in plaster for a fe weeks. In the future the sporting success of the hou will rely on the talents of the younger members. People who have shown potential are Alith Reid (Athletics), Trevor Harris (Football) Cricket), Stephen Jackman (Swimming0, Nick Hudson (Athletics), Christine Dimmick (Swimming, Tennis, Athletics), Nicole Whitehead (Athletics) and Sarah McGregor Thanks must go to Mr. Harris and the tutors — Mr. Bawden, Mr. Clark, Mr. Hannah, Mr. Young and Mrs. Champness — and House Prefects who helped make the Shannon house atmosphere enjoyable and cohesive Finally, on behalf of the departing HSC students, I would like to wish Shannon House the very best of luck for 1985. Rowan Dicks<

WETTENHALL HOUSE House Master: Mr. R M . Morris House Tutors: Miss K.M. Thomas, Dr. S.N. Farrall, Mr. R Salen, Mr. M.J. Ives, Mr. R.W. Lancaster House Captain: David Dawson House Prefects: Mark Brenner, Georgia Stewart, Elizabeth Bowden HOUSE COLOURS: Swimming: D. Dawson (re-award), C. Favaloro (reaward), M. Fox, A. Wettenhall. Cross Country: D. Dawson (re-award), P. Radovanovic, P. Wickham. Rowing: M. Brenner (re-award), R Dalitz (re-award), D. Dawson (re-award), C. Whiting (reaward), J. Armytage, L. Le Deux, A. Wettenhall, P. Wickham. Netball: E. Bowden, J. Simpson. Football: M. Brenner, D. Dawson, C. Whiting, P. Wickham. Music: S. Littler, T. Obranovich, B. Obranovich. Athletics: M. Brenner (re-award), D. Dawson (reaward), S. Johnston (re-a ward), S. Littler, R Caldow, R Davies, M. Fox, J. Simpson, A. Wettenhall, P. Wickham. Hockey: D. Dawson (re-award), D. Gilbert, G. Stewart, C. Whiting, E. Daniel, M. Fox, L. Le Deux. Tennis: S. Littler (re-award), R Caldow, R Davies, J. Shiell. Debating: R Caldow, L. Le Deux, J. Shiell. Junior: H. Cutler, D. Evans (re-award), A. Frame (re-award), H. Gow, L. Orchard, D. Simkin, R Waugh (re-award), H. Cameron, C. Cousen, T. Biddle, L. Johnston, R McKindlay, S. Moody, A. O'Hara, D. Pettitt, J. Philips, P. Robertson. General: M. Brenner, S. Littler, D. Dawson, C. Whiting.

WETTENHALL HOUSE REPORT As the year comes to an end, Wettenhallians can reflect with some pride on what has been a very successful year. This has only been made possible by each individual maximizing the opportunities to contribute and to participate in various sporting and cultural events. It is a matter of each member's setting high goals and then working hard to achieve these. Through unity and loyalty there is strength. Let us just recap on some of our achievements in 1984. The year got underway with a splash in house swimming, in which we endeavoured to recapture the winning form of 1982. The best we could manage however, was a close second to Calvert by a one point loss — a number that was to plague us for the rest of the year. Excellent performances came from Craig Favaloro, Andrew Frame and Stuart Moody. From the pool we were next seen stirring up the water along the Barwon River in the house rowing. The superb strength and finesse of our oarsmen and women, showed through as we cruised to victory in our sixth successive title. The first term finished with the 'popular' cross country event, where a fourth place indicated a weakness in our training programme! Second term saw a variety of inter-house activities to test our skill, including football, hockey and the less physical pursuits of debating and music. The legendary Mr. Magic (better known as Craig Favaloro) donned the boots to again grace our ovals in a spectacular comeback. We managed a respectable fourth place in this event with fine performances from Mark Brenner, Peter Wickham, Stuart Littler, Scott Johnston and Chris Whiting in the seniors and David Simkin, Dean Evans and Geoff Beach in the juniors. Since our debaters were most articulate and expressed themselves forcefully, biased adjudication must be the only explanation of our seventh place! However, Ross Caldow, Lisa Le Deux and Jeff Shiell did manage to break through this handicap to score a victory. With Mr. Morris taking some leave towards the end of term two, Mr. Lancaster kept the ship sailing full steam ahead, organising the Hockey and Music with expertise. Hockey produced good performances from Hamish Cameron, Ian Prowse and Cameron Grant for the boys and Georgie Stewart, Lisa Le Deux and Tricia Biddle for the girls. Overall the boys finished fifth and the girls sixth. And who could forget our sensitive rendition of 'Joshua Fought the Battle of Jericho' with the boys working on the chorus and the girls harmoniously singing the verses. We finished term 2 off on a good note, managing a surprising second, by yet another one point loss! 21

The highlight of term 3 was our original one point loss in Athletics, and then our somewhat controversial rise to equal first title holders with Coles, both finishing with 1406 points. Excellent achievements came from Peter Wickham (who won the open championship), Tricia Biddle (who won the U16 girls) and Hamish Cameron and Mark Fox (who both came second in their respective championships). Good performances also came from Mark Brenner, Robert Davies, Catherine Cousen and Janine Simpson. Netball was also held this term. Coached by Mr. Lancaster, the team showed lots of enthusiasm towards the game, so much in fact that one person in particular, took the old saying about 'go out there and break a leg' a bit too seriously. The netballers finished a creditable sixth. Tennis this term also saw all our teams playing for good placings. Finally to end 1984, Hosue cricket will be staged featuring a talented line up of cricketers and not rowers for once! To officially end 1984, the annual House luncheon was held in the Dining Hall. This was an appropriate way to end the year. Special awards were made to some students, Tutors thanked, and finally the new prefects were announced including Peter Wickham, Angus Wettenhall, Lisa Le Deux and Janine Simpson. Although this year has been a great success as far as the sporting field is concerned, perhaps the most important aspect has been the ability of our members to work with one another, to co-operate when asked and to help Wettenhall function as a single unit, not as a group of individuals. Thanks must be given to the tutors, Mr. Lancaster, Dr. Farrall, Miss Thomas, Mr. Salen and Mr. Ives for their excellent guidance and support of Wettenhall students throughout 1984. Thanks must also be extended to Mark, Liz and Georgie for their help as prefects, in organising teams and social events. Finally thanks must go to Mr. Morris, since without his excellent organization and encouragement, Wettenhall would surely not have achieved such great heights as it did in 1984. All the best for 1985. David Dawson

BOARDING MACKIE REPORT The year is coming to an end in Mackie. All the loose ends are being tied up while the important traditional rituals are being performed. Those leaving are being sent on their way with their last memories. Mackie has changed a lot since the days when the fifth formers were in third form. This year there were no sixth formers, so the fifth formers assumed the roles of responsibility around the house. The monitors generally reacted to their sudden power thoughtfully. There were fewer people in Mackie this year and although there was the odd misunderstanding, which has to be expected, the members of the house mixed exceptionally well. The halls of Mackie were safer than they have been for a couple of years. This is in definite contrast to 1982 when the house was in the iron grip of "The Members" and it wasn't safe to be outside your dorm after dark. Then last year the shoes of "The Members" were filled by the "Dorm F" larrikins. Although there were no sixth*formers, Mackie boarders were keen participants in school activities, with several members in Firsts teams. There were two people in the Tennis VIII, five in the third, fourth and fifth rowing VIII's, three in the football XVIII, two in the Hockey XI, four in the Athletics team and some promising competitors in other teams, while Cameron McDonald spread his natural ability over a wide range of sports. Thanks for the smooth operation of the house must go to our matron, Mrs. Hayworth, the cleaning staff and the masters. Discipline was maintained by housemaster Mr. Fraser and masters, Mr. Riordan, Mr. MacBryde, Mr. Rookes (who dictated from his upstairs penthouse) and the devastating Mr. Stevenson/Mr. Fraser combination. Finally, we wish the people leaving Mackie and the school all the best of luck in their future pursuits. Of those known to be leaving the school, Rod Stewart is taking a building apprenticeship, Leigh McNaughton is going to become a Jack-of-All-Trades in the catering arena and Michael Spittle has received an electrical apprenticeship in Sydney. Ben Calvert has been awarded a rotary exchange to America for 1985. Ben Calvert

MOSSGIEL REPORT Mossgiel Boarding House although only low in numbers, is high in 'personality and spirit'. 1984 has been a mixed success, and for all those living within the boundaries at one time or another, would know that a day won't go by without something eventful occuring. Even if the events at that time seen to be insignificant, it is later that they are remembered. And those that seem catastrophic and never ending are either forgotten or laughed at. Mossgiel has been a topic of conversation on many occasions this year, both amongst the inhabitants and over at the day school. Most of the kids in Mossgiel now bare the brand name "boarders" which has to be said with a slight drone in the voice to achieve the right effect. Not all of us wish to be classed as this, others thrive on it and again, some are undecided but whatever the reaction, it is generally a fond word to use for a collection of students from Hong Kong, Karratha, Merebein, Wentworth, Colac and many other places. Term 1 appeared to be a term enjoyed by all in the boarding house basically due to the newcomers and of course, 'those fellas from over the road' who after being cooped up in

the draughty corridors of Mackie Boarding House were due for a radical change — namely the girls. The guys were not quick to throw away their long built up tradition however, that is, their moleskins, rural hats and disposal shirts as was evidenced by one Andrew 'Holey' Holds worth who became an endangered specie when he took it upon himself to crack his stock whip at an ungodly hour, and only succeeded in making it worse for himself by insisting on cracking the whip around anyone of the girls who happened to be in the vicinity. As term 1 wore on, we gradually became accustomed to the vices, virtues and trademarks of the masters and Miss Breen, especially Mr. Leyshon on a Thursday morning, when we would quickly whisper to each other — "is he in a good mood?" and keep right out of his way, if the answer was no. However this rarely occured due to Mr. Leyshon's even temper and great sense of humour, even when we came upon a photo of him in his hay day, sporting a handle bar moustache and a foot wide tie. Miss Breen, in her second year as mistress at Mossgiel added a new 'pet' to the already vast collection of animals. It was a ginger tabby cat called 'tiga' and 'tiga' went on to establish a remarkable relationship with the guys, especially Lachlan and Lachlan's room — I think Lachey eventually cleaned it up. Mr. Mead became known by, 'Harry' his trusty dog who had the pleasure to sit through a Spiderman comic read to him by Angela, also his trusty spicer jacket and his whingeing pleas of, "can I have a cup of coffee Freish?". Mr. Richards in his umpteenth year in the duty room continued his run of indecipherable jokes, smelly cigars and doodling in the Mossgiel diary, while by far the most exciting (if not the most enduring) character to join the clammy duty room, was Mr. Thornton, direct from Caufield. The girls became rather unimpressed by his tendency to 'slightly favour' the guys eg. stressing that the 'fellas' be allowed to use the phone first, but on the whole, he got on well with everyone and will be remembered for the raids by the guys on his food supply. Of course, one had to get used to the 'Mossgiel routine' all over again and like all 'well-planned' systems, it does have its draw backs. Duty students would drag themselves out of bed at 'the crack of dawn' to begin the unenviable task of wakeup which usually ended in a series of mild to vicious moans and grunts, or hushed swearing and abuse and of course, there was our frequent trudging over to meals to sample the 'delights' which the ladies had so painstakingly created. After tea, we usually entertained ourselves with a host of activities, including 'the goodies', 'knives' (we won't go into that activity), 'brooms' (which Keren will no doubt recall when she pats her head). During those hot evenings and dull afternoons we had our fair share of water fights which were slightly one

sided (funny that) and the dreaded toast burning parties, where a shriek would be heard and smoke could be seen billowing out a top window of one of the girl's rooms. In sport, we were represented well, with rowers in the 2nd, 3rds and 4ths and cricketers in the 1st and of course, Alan 'I am not an animal' Fisher in the 2nds. We had our fair share of memorable events during those early days, including the brilliantly thought out practical joke by the girls. A long term 2 was speeded up with the arrival of various new faces which presented a new challenge to the girls and guys — Sarah settled in well, and never ceased to amaze the girls of unit 5 with her 'strange' positions on the floor while Skye and Paula kept us laughing and boosted our numbers considerably so that we were better able to handle the guys, and of course, we must mention Dean who was able to add to the buys the distinction of having a prefect in their midst. Once again we were well represented in sport, with footballers in the 1 sts, 2nds and 3rds, netballers in the 1 sts, 2nds and 4ths and one boarder who was the Captain of Hockey for 1984. Indeed, sport became the centre of attraction for most of us during term 2 and we kept to the old motto 'Play 1st term, Sport 2nd term and work third term. Term 3 was to be our supposed work term, with this being the final opportunity for the 6th and 5th formers to do some really intensive study before exams but of course there are always those minor distractions which deem working impossible. Unit 5 continued its success as the social place for the girls to gather during break, no doubt owing to the construction of the 'Junior Jotter' notice board which sported such greats as " Z Z Top', David Lee Roth from Van Halen and Shoey from 'Red Gum' and also because of the vast collection of Sweet dream romances and Sweet Valley high sagers which found their way into our unit but naturally there was more serious literature like Rachel's Spiderman comics. Probably the most memorable event of term 3 would be one sixth form girl's birthday celebration. It all started with a glass of milk down her back and ended with her dragging

herself out of the Mossgiel fish pond (Keren appreciated the present from the guys no doubt). All these events over the past year will be remembered in years to come because they could only happen in a boarding house such as Mossgiel. Alan 'bombers' Fisher will no doubt remember the unit 2 shower, just as Bayles and he will remember the unit 2 fridge, while Kate & Melita will wonder how those ½ dozen packets of toilet paper landed in their rooms. Skye will reminisce of the time she went back to her childhood by sitting in a paddle with Emily the dog before her 18th birthday and Hutch will try and figure out how his entire room ended up in the bathroom one cold night in term 3. As the years have come and gone, Mossgiel has had its fair share of contributors to the school and this year is no acception with Rachel Downey winning the art prize (the third year in a row that a boarder has won it) and four of our boarders achieving football, hockey and netball colours. It is also a very special year for the 22 girls of Mossgiel because this is the 10th year that girls have been accepted into the boarding house and as the first female boarder of Mossgiel said, 'the girls are here to stay' — how true were her words. As boarders, generally the guys and girls get on well and form strong friendships which they will probably retain when they leave at the end of this year, which is to us, one of the greatest benefits of boarding life. Final thankyous must go to the masters for putting up with us throughout the year and to Miss Breen who after 2 years is leaving us and we thank her for her friendliness and patience and of course, thankyou to Mr. Leyshon and his wife for the understanding and consideration they have shown us. Those that leave at the conclusion of this year will miss them. Also, a thankyou to June and the ladies in the kitchen and the ground staff for their contributions this year. On behalf of the sixth formers, we would like to thank the younger girls for their friendliness and cooperation during the year, it was much appreciated and we wish you well in the future and when we leave we hope you keep the 'Mossgiel spirit' going. Keren Douglas & Fiona Stewart

DRAMA DRAMA REPORT 1984 — A Magical Year 1984 will long be remembered as the year of the performer. The drama department 'hit the heights' with a number of successful productions but two events stand out, namely: The EON:FM Rock 'N Roll Eisteddfod, and '1984 NOW, by Mr. M.J. Riordan. Our involvement with the Rock 'N Roll Eisteddfod grew out of the initial enthusiasm of Year 12 drama student, Sarah Bail. Sarah suggested that the College mount a challenge for this inaugural event. Fellow drama students, Kate Simonsen and Carolyn Harvey both competent dancers, decided to use their spare time (and a bit more!) to choreograph a dance for the Eisteddfod as part of the Year 12 Drama option.

Carolyn Harvey (Apache Princess) leads her warriors into battle.

Kate Simonsen holds the platinum record aloft to the cheers of the 3,000 people.

Craig Pullin and Carolyn Harvey dishing out the "old soft shoe".

Little did they know that their extraordinary efforts, talent and sheer determination to success would culminate in the College reaching the Grand Final at Festival Hall on July 22nd and winning 3rd place. The group of 50, made up of dancers, technicians, stage crew, make-up personnel and caterers, worked together as a well-oiled unit. Our prizes included a $3000 computer, an Akai stereo cassette system and a platinum record encased in glass. A brass plaque with the names of all people involved along with the platinum record, stands proudly in the archives showcase. Our challenge for this event (to be held at the Melbourne Entertainment Centre in May) has already begun. I would like to pay tribute to Kate Simonsen and Carolyn Harvey for creating a piece of magic for all of us to share. '1984 NOW a musical play by Mr. M.J. Riordan, Head of Humanities at the College, was the second piece of wizardry that many of us were lucky enough to be associated with. Following on from his musical success with "The Caucasian Chalk Circle" in 1983, Mr. Riordan excelled himself with a play that most directors dream of producing, but rarely get the opportunity. '1984 NOW has it all! — pithy dialogue, racy musical numbers, relevance and unquestionable entertainment value. Written for Year 12 English and Drama students, the play explores many of the issues facing young people today as they confront the future. '1984 NOW played to packed houses at the Blakiston Theatre, The Geelong Performing Arts Centre, for three days. Over 1200 people were fortunate enough to see this excellent production which was held over for an extra performance because of public demand. The cast, musicians and crew have been invited to take the production to the new Entertainment Centre in Alice Springs for a 3 day season in early December. We all have our fingers crossed that this can be arranged! We have discovered a playwright of exceptional ability in Mr. Riordan. The College awaits your next masterpiece! On behalf of the cast and crew of '1984 NOW I would like to thank: 1. Mr. Alan Youngson, General Manager, Geelong Performing Arts Centre, for putting his trust in the venture. 2. Mr. Robert MacDonald, Education Officer, G.P.A.C., for his help with school audiences. 3. Mr. S.P. Gebhardt, Principal, The Geelong College, for his vision and support in allowing successful ventures such as this to take place. The College can but benefit through the foresight and encouragement of the administration in allowing its charges to strive for excellence. YEAR 11 DRAMA REPORT The Year 11 drama students presented 'Ten Little Niggers' by Agatha Christie in Morrison 24

Hall, May 1984. Fine performances by Heather Stephens, Andrew Howarth, Meredith Davies, Laurel Seller, Russell Ryan, Andrea Lester and Madge Robertson. Many of the Year 11 drama students gave valuable assistance in connection with the Rock 'N Roll Eisteddfod at Festival Hall. Special mention should be made of Jenny Cheatley and Kate Mestitz who led the enthusiastic cheer squad during the heats and the grand final. The Year 11 drama examinations produced many outstanding presentations, but special mention must go to Laurel Seller, Jenny Cheatley, Kerry Towan, Georgina Bailey, Meredith Davies, Andrew Howarth and Russell Ryan.

Jenny Cheatley

Kate Mestitz

Meredith Davies

Margaret Robertson

YEAR 10 DRAMA

YEAR 9 DRAMA

CONCLUSION

Throughout the year students from the year 10 drama class presented various theatre-ineducation pieces to schools and institutions in and around Geelong. Most successful was our production of 'Peter Pan and Wendy' which received enthusiastic response from Chilwell State School, Shannon Park Spastic Centre and the Preparatory School.

The major production for the year was the musical 'Bugsy Malone', presented in Morrison Hall, November 1984. The show was the result of a three months workshop and rehearsal period during which the students studied the lifestyles of the underworld characters of the 1920's.

There are many people to thank for their kind assistance during the year with the many drama activities we have seen. May I especially thank the following: 1. Mr. Terry Egan for set design and construction. 2. Mr. Roger Salen in his capacity as lighting and sound director. 3. Mr. & Mrs. R. Simonsen and Dr. and Mrs. J. Doncaster for assistance with the Rock 'N Roll Eisteddfod. 4. Mr. S.P. Gebhardt and Mr. D.P. Happell for guidance.

The major production, 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory', presented in the drama room in October proved to be a fine vehicle for the many talented performers in the group. The entire class worked effectively during the year, but special mention must go to Caroline Bain, Anna Rial, Naomi Druce, Amanda Fernbach, Hamish Carr, Dale Towan, Donna Jordan, Paula Campagnolo and Catherine Black.

Fine performances by Kit Graham, Kate McCann, Shelley McCann, Stuart Leggatt, Melissa Smith, Colin Richmond, Cameron Trethowan, Christine Dimmick, Matthew Hercus, Vicki Price, Nicole Hobday, Catherine Bates, Rick Hudson, Melissa Stokes and Joe Robinson. Individual exercises during the year saw exellent work presented by Julie Phillips, Sarah McGregor, John Rial.

J.S. Gibson Director of Drama

"Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" — the " Oompah-Loompah's".

The "Roaring Twenties" revisited. A period of "Speak-Easy's", guys and dolls and gang warfare.

Emily Davidson, Meredith Davies, Andrew Frame.

Anna Rial as the gum-chewing southern belle.

Melissa Smith, Dean Blackburn and Jo Robinson.

REVIEW "1984 NOW" The play "1984 Now" by Michael Riordan is in fact, two plays in one. At the beginning, these two plays are very distinct and at times appear to be unrelated. The audience is shown the 'average' family trying to cope with the problems of marriage and love, education, employment and more importantly, the developing new age of computers and electronics. Threaded through this, is the love story between Julia and Winston, adapted from George Orwell's novel 1984. Yet this 1984, the one controlled and dictated by Big Brother appears to be, at first, remotely distinct from the world of Mum, Dad, Jack, Julie and Simone. This family explores the problems they are facing through, song, dance and humorous dialogue. This lighthearted attitude, tends to obscure for a while the real depth of these problems. The fact that Mum cannot cope with the new milk carton (to say nothing of the vacuum cleaner) allows for some very entertaining lines; yet these somewhat trivial moments are all a lead up to the most dramatic moment in the play where Dad attempts to destroy Simone's computer, after he himself has been replaced by one in the workforce. The tension created in this scene lingers on throughout the play, as one realises the world of Winston and Julia is perhaps not as farfetched, or as far away as first thought. Craig Pullen was excellently cast as the funny, quick-witted Jack. He is the main source of laughter in the play, and this combined with his effortless naturalness, make him a delight to this audience. Sarah Bail and Geoff Rooke play the innocent teenages Julie and Derek, who are falling in love. The shy, awkwardness of this relationship is very different from the parallel relationship between the confident Julia (Carolyn Harvey) and the serious Winston, (Andrew Howarth). The acting of Julia overshadows Winston at times, however, and this underlines the tenseness of their circumstance.

Anna Doncaster is excellent in her performance as Simone, the youngest daughter. Her quick sarcastic comments to Jack early on, are spontaneous and amusing; on the other hand, her obsession with computers and her fierce reaction to defend her computer from Dad's destructive arms, bonds the "1984 Now" to George Orwell's 1984, quite significantly. David Potter gives a convincing performance as Dad and is excellently supported by Kate Simonsen as Mum. John Gibson (Director) and Michael Riordan (Playwright) are also involved in two songs. The second, Room 101, showing the true professionalism and expertise of them both. The music contributes greatly to the overall format of the play, with a large number of actors being involved. Barry Edwards must be congratulated on his arrangement for the small thirteen piece orchestra; all pieces were of a very high standard and were played without a single hitch. The music ranges from loud rock to slow, soft ballads, with a lovely cello and later, flute solo, also involved. The words of most of the songs are extremely relevant and are the source of much tension and emotion in the play. Apart from the occasional flat note or discordant harmony, the singing overall was well performed. The only downfall in the musical format was the inclusion of 'piano bar', a song and dance routine with seemingly little relevance to the flow of the play. "1984 Now" is a play very much alive with music, dance and dialogue. Not only is it very entertaining, but the audience is left with the forbidding voice of Orwell and the thought that Big Brother is not so far away after all. Jenny Hynes

MUSIC MUSIC REPORT

Sincere thanks and appreciation go to these students who made up the orchestra and the staff who arranged and organized the music — namely, Mr. Edwards, Miss Kennedy and Mr. Hood.

1984 has been a most successful year for The Geelong College Music department, with The College Band, Choir and Strings all progressing well. As seen by these achievements, the music The band began practising with a largely department at The College is thriving. The increased intake from the Preparatory School, enthusiasm and participation shown by all and entered in its first competition for the students in this faculty has been most rewyear — the Warrnambool Eisteddfod. We arding and their continued improvement is played well to take out first place, consisting thus assured. of a trophy and a cheque for $300. The Much of the success must be attributed to the Geelong Eisteddfod proved another triumph fine staff of the music department under the with the band winning first prize of a trophy direction of Mr. Hood. With the same dedand $30. ication and encouragement shown by these Other highlights for the band included playing people, music at The College is assured of at the opening of Stage II of the gym, the continuing success. Endowment Fund Concert and numerous F. McKenzie, N. Galloway, T. Neal school assemblies. Music A students were placed in various ensemble groups including the stage band, choral group, and woodwind and string ensembles. The stage band entered the Geelong Eisteddfod and was awarded second place. It also played at the Endowment Fund Concert and presented some quality playing in assemblies. Three entries in the Geelong Eisteddfod by the choral group resulted in second place in the Open Chamber Ensemble section and a second prize in the Secondary Schools Choir section. The choir also performed at the Endowment Fund Concert, as well as assemblies throughout the year. The string ensemble had a rewarding year gaining two second places in the Geelong Eisteddfod. They, too, performed regularly in Tuesday morning assemblies. Of individual performances, Frances Keary has had a most outstanding year. At the Ballarat, Geelong and Dandenong Eisteddfods, Frances was awarded numerous first prizes, including three scholarships. Also, in October she was awarded her A.Mus.A. diploma, giving her a well earned "five letters after her name"! Nick Gebhardt, with some inspirational lyrics from Emma Mestitz, wrote a set of four compositions. Two of these were sent into a National songwriting competition; the results are yet to be awarded, though he should have considerable success, judging by the school's reaction to them. We wish both Nick and Frances good luck for the future. A new achievement for the school was the musical drama production, "1984 Now". With songs and dialogue written by Mr. Riordan and presented in the Blakiston Theatre, this most successful performance was a credit to all involved.

ART ART REPORT The highlight for the College art world this year was the arrival of two artists who set up makeshift studios within the school. Tom Carment and Peter Rossen with their different, yet complementary styles, attracted a huge amount of interest from all over the school, not only art students benefitted from the artists' presence. Tom Carment shared his extensive knowledge of the 'Impressionists' with the French students and gave slide shows, open to all, at lunchtimes. Peter Rossen took a course entitled 'The Individual and War' for the Year II 'Peace and War' English option, and found himself involved in heated debates on the topic. The studios were always open for inspection and both artists were always prepared to chat. They combined, nearing the end of their stay, to present an impressive exhibition of their work. The School Art Prize for 1984 was presented to Rachel Downey, whose consistent and diligent work throughout the year produced fanastic pieces for her H.S.C. folio. Rachel's work was then selected for a special show in Melbourne, where pieces from other H.S.C. art students are to be exhibited. Life classes continued this year with an enthusiastic and diverse group of people from both inside and outside the school. Styles, methods and ideas differed greatly but everyone benefitted artistically by having a live model from which to draw. Mr. Terrell must be thanked for organising the classes and contributing some of his wealth of information to the many art students of The College. We wish Mr. Terrell the best of luck for the future. Sophie Gebhardt

HOUSE OF GUILDS TRENDS AND DIRECTIONS The House of Guilds enters its fiftieth year in 1985 and it is time to look at the present year to note some trends and directions which have shown up or strengthened during this year. The James Fraser Sutherland prize was not awarded this year because the best candidate for it did not attend The College. This highlights the trend to increasing public use. In the five years on the new site as part of the Austin Gray Centre, the House of Guilds has attracted hundreds of members from the public. It is perhaps of interest to note that most of the members have no connection with The College. The House of Guilds has strengthened its role as a physical resource centre in 1984. Art classes have been able to purchase their supplies through the store and over two hundred square metres of canvas have been made into stretchers for paintings. The Ceramics classes held in the House of Guilds now provide Art students with a structured four year alternative course to "easel" art. It is not unusual to find adults working in the ceramics area with Mr. Egan's school classes around them.

The Year 11 Environment Science class has used the facilities to build a methane gas producer and the Woodwork classes have been able to overcome production "bottlenecks" by using the H.o.G., in the same way the Graphics class have used the darkrooms. With staff members on duty from 9 am to 6 pm and the expanding public use the practical value of a student council has gradually diminshed and in 1984 it ceased to exist, thus ending a tradition of service by students which began in 1935. F.W. Elliott

The construction of a small boat within the H.o.G. highlights the versatility of the H.o.G. Although not as ambitious, the students have produced many articles of worth this year using the facilities available. However, the H.o.G. could not be used to its fullest capacity without the help of both Mr. Elliott and Mr. Egan. Their knowhow turned many of the 'disasters' created by students into workable propositions again! Being part of the last student council, it is sad in a way to see it disappear. Hopefully in 1985a new council will be formed which will carry on the representation of students in the House of Guilds. Robbie Myers

LIBRARY COUNCIL LIBRARY COUNCIL REPORT The Library Council of 1984 has seen some changes occur within the depths of the Library. Mr. Ian Thornton joined the Library staff at the beginning of this year. We farewelled Mrs. A. Warren at the end of second term to join the Library staff at Morongo. Her replacements are Mrs. F. Boyd and Mrs. J. Thompson, who work on a part-time basis. We also have a few volunteer workers in Mrs. Gready, Mrs. C. Hercus and Mrs. E. Schmidt. These women do a wonderful job in keeping the shelving and covering of books to a minimum, that would otherwise be left for us to do. Unfortunately, Mrs. Gready will not be resuming her voluntary help next year, so any mother or friend is welcome! The Library Committee has been useful to the Council this year in that they performed all the menial tasks. The displays they created around the library (no it wasn't us!!) added a bit of life to the place — especially the plant donated to the library. Simon Edwards, I am sure, has been a great help to Mr. Salen and also to the rest of the library staff when neither Miss Thomas or Mr. Salen were present and audio-visual equipment was needed at lunchtime.

Very occasionally, the Council and/or Committee showed videos of "Australia you're standing in it", "Series 2" and "The plank". Those who came to watch these showings were usually those who had a warped sense of humour!! During the year two trips to Deakin were organised. The first saw a select few of both the Committee and Council attend a Russell Hoban lecture, whilst the second was a tour around the Deakin Library, where a few more members attended. Also, there were two social evenings. At the end of first term staff, Council and Committee members ventured to the "Top of the Town" Cafe cum Pizza parlour and then on to the Village Twin to see "Terms of Endearment". Unfortunately, certain members of the Council were unable to attend the film because of conscientious reasons. "Romancing the Stone" was

seen and the "Summer Palace" was invaded for the second outing. Unfortunately, a significant portion of the Council was missing, but those who attended appeared to have enjoyed themselves. Although we were not a very productive Library Council this year, I would like, on behalf of the other members, to wish the Library Council and Committee for 1985 well and hope they accomplish more than we did. I would also like to thank the Library staff — Mrs. James, Miss Thomas, Mr. Thornton, Mrs. Thompson, Mrs. Boyd and Mrs. Warren for the help and time they have given us throughout the year. One word of warning though, don't drink out of the mugs that inhabit the cupboard under the sink! Susan Champion Chairperson

LIBRARY CO UNCIL Back: Mr. R. Salen; K.L. Goldsworthy; E.A. Wilson; P.N. Hale; Y.C. Gilbert; S.B. Barber, Mr. I.R Thornton. Front: Mrs. L. James (Acting Librarian); Mrs. A. Warren; S.J. Champion; J.C. Guthrie; Miss K. Thomas.

SOCIAL SERVICE SOCIAL SERVICE REPORT The most successful project during the year was undoubtedly the '40 hour famine" in support of "World Vision". This involved students from all houses and an amount of $1050 was raised. Coles house repeated their Cocolate Drive, and with orders for approximately $800, made a nett profit of $170 which helps to

support their young Tibetan foster child. A table tennis tournament and "footy pics" also assisted in raising funds. A lamington drive by McArthur was popular and raised $137. Students, both day and boarders, capably assisted with the two local door knock appeals (Red Cross Calling and The Salvation Army-Red Shield Day). Wettenhall house organised various activities 30

through their tutorial groups in order to purchase some cassette players for "Illawarra". Other houses organised anything from cake stalls to novelty competitions to raise money for local and overseas beneficiaries. Thanks to all staff and House representatives who assisted during the year. R D . Wells Convenor — Social Service Committee

DEBATING DEBATING REPORT Our debating effort this year was better than last year's: our voluntary support increased by ten — then tripled! But we didn't meet with quite the success of our predecessors. A confident Geelong Grammar School threw down the readily accepted challenge. For several fruitful and fruitless lunchtimes a number of us met to plan our method of attack, later determining our representatives by democratic processes. The results were: Paula Penning first speaker, Andrew Rutherford second, and myself third, whilst Naomi Druce decided to assume the dual role of chairperson and timekeeper. Mr. Mead and Sarah Lee kindly formed our panel of adjudicators, whilst Grammar supplied theirs. On April 11 we finally matched wits. The issue in question (something of a play on words): "that pessimism is piffle as well as poison" typified the nature of the debate. But, a good all round performance by College at negating the topic (which was an entertaining, even if not an enlightening event) was not enough to secure a favourable outcome against the opposition. A special thanks must go to Mr. Cummins who organised the event and gave up several lunchtimes to help us, and to Mr. Mead, our staff adjudicator. Catherine Dickinson

CHESS three games), Andrew Nelson and Walter The (winning two out of three) and Andrew For those of you who didn't have an inter- Rutherford (winning one out of three, one of preter handy in Assembly for Andrew Peel's the losses on time). chess report, here is my account of what Being a draw, it was decided to have a play happened. off at Grammar the following Friday. These On October 19 th, The Geelong College First games were more formal; each player allowed HI and Walter The toured with the Geelong one hour for the first forty moves and half an Chess Club to play in the Geelong Inter- hour thereafter. school Chess Competition. Of special interest The evening started poorly for College, with to these games was the 15 mins time limit on Walter The who was promptly checkmated, each game. That is, each move taken was much to the delight of the huge Grammar timed so if a player's time elapsed before the crowd (officials estimated 60 people didn't completion of the game, then his opponent turn up). Fortunately, Andrew Nelson's oppwould be declared the victor. onent resigned resulting in pieces being On that night College players battled hard to scattered all over the room and levelling the achieve an overall draw with the Grammar 1 night at one all. Meanwhile, Andrew Rutherteam, each player playing three games. Best ford and Andrew Peel's games remained undecided. for College were Andrew Peel (winning all

CHESS REPORT

However, Andrew Rutherford, who had been utilising his unusual talent of playing with dogmatic methodicalism, had the crowd on their toes, having made only 34 moves with three minutes of his time remaining. Though Andrew Rutherford, whose concentration was not to be broken by numerous hints about the time, managed to procrastinate over his 35 th move for his remaining three minutes, hence losing on time. With pressure on for a win, the inconquerable Peelism managed to level the series at two all. However, because he won on board one, College retained the cup. Fortunately Mr. McLaren and his dog arrived after a few minutes, so Walter The lived to play again next year. Andrew Nelson Deputy Vice Captain — Chess

CRICKET CRICKET REPORT After the failure of The College 1 st XI in 1983, greater efforts were made to ensure that our reputation as a leading cricket school was maintained. Regular training sessions were organised in Term 3 of 1983 and during the summer holidays which followed, College played host to a number of Melbourne and Adelaide based schools in a round-robin competition. Although not dominating this competition, College showed much potential with players such as Simon Matthews, Brett Goggin, Nathan Cameron and Allan Major all performing well. Special thanks go to Mr. Seeckts for his organisation of such a carnival. With a successful and enjoyable week behind us, we had high hopes for our first A.P.S. game of the season against Geelong Grammar. Such hope were crushed immediately as College capitulated in the first innings to be all out for 44. In reply, Grammar could muster only 110 with Nick Gebhardt and Tony Rial bowling well. Our final effort in falling two wickets short of what would have been an incredible performance — an outright victory, was worthy of praise despite our 1 st innings debacle. The following week, a College team, fresh from the embarrassment and humiliation of the Geelong Grammar game rebounded by crushing Melbourne Grammar 1 st XI. After dismissing M.G.C. for a modest 221, College was able to summons 4-265 and record its first victory for the year.

The third round clash with Brighton Grammar have cost us a premiership, but I'm sure that provided the College 1 st XI with its biggest the younger players will benefit from such test for the year. The reigning premiers were pressure, and hopefully history will prove undefeated and a College victory would see that 1984 was the basis for a number of us establish ourselves as a firm premiership successful seasons in the future. contender. By scoring only 141 in the first Special congratulations should be made to a innings on a good pitch, College squandered number of players: Simon Matthews for any chance it had, and was subsequently taking 28 wickets and in doing so became the defeated. highest wicket-taker in the APS competition, By defeating Wesley outright in the next Jason Thiele for scoring over 200 runs and to Rory McLeod who combined his duties as round, College suddenly became a premierbatsman, wicket-keeper and vice-captainl ship contender. After compiling a 6-301 dec with distinction and deservedly received the! in which everyone contributed, we were then School Honour Award for Cricket. able to dismiss Wesley twice with Simon Matthews' display of spin bowling being the In closing I would like to extend my thanks tol outstanding performance. the 1st XI coaches, Mr. McLaren and Mr.l This winning form was continued in Round 5 Seeckts for their untiring efforts throughout when the 1st XI defeated Xavier comfortably the APS season. It is also appropriate tol on the 1st innings with Dean Kellett's copy- thank all of the other coaches of The Geelongj book cover driving providing the highlight. College teams, namely Messrs. Clark, Harris J This performance helped retain our relatively Ives, Richards, Happell and Gibson, for their! high position on the APS ladder and set the work which ensures that the standard off stage for an exciting finish to the Season, College cricket remains high. provided that we were able to win our last two Mrs. Happell should also be thanked for herj games. organising of the afternoon teas so greatly By faltering, however, in disappointing fash- appreciated, as should our groundsmen, led ion against Caulfield and Scotch (teams that by Mr. Paul Cleeland, for the consistently we should have beaten) any hope for a high standard of pitches that were prepared! during the season. premiership was dashed. So whilst a 3 to 4 win/loss ratio and fourth Finally, I would just like to wish all those! position in the strong APS competition may returning, on behalf of the sixth formers, thei appear as a very good result, it is possible that very best of luck for success and enjoyment it could have been much better, but for a with their cricket in the future. number of inconsistent performances. InBrett Humphreys experience during crucial situations may well Captain of Cricket

CRICKET 1st XI Front J.C. Thiele; A.D. Major; J.R. Hutchesson; A.B. Rial; N.A. Cameron; J.S.McConachy; N.P. Gebhardt; R.J. Purton; G.S. Johnstone; K.R. Griffiths (Scorer). Back: B.W. Goggin; D.R. Kellett; B.R. Humphreys (Capt.) Mr. M.W. Seeckts (M.I.C.); Mr. R.J. McLaren (Coach); R.S. McLeod (V. Capt.); G.D. Rooke; S.J. Matthews.

ROWING GIRLS' ROWING Another season is over; one that, on paper would not be truly indicative of the success it really was. The season began, once again, with the February pre-season training camp. This year was the first to have four girls crews participating in the camp and any complacency and laziness that had built up over the holiday break was soon rubbed off by the blisters, the sunburn and of course, the aches and pains. Lunchtime trainings began under the guidance of Miss Ruth Clayton, with the demands and expectations increasing each week. As fitness and technique began to improve, competition for seats was high and the crews began to take on more permanent shape.

3rd IV: Diana Hale, 2nd IV: Dr. R Read and Mr. A. Hobbs, 1st TV: Dr. Anne Young. All of whom, made the season possible. Special thanks from the 1st IV must go to Scott Chirnside, for a most memorable 'pleasant' experience under his guidance. I would also like to thank the senior boys' crews in the club. This season has been the most united and coherent one for many years and this was largely a result of the acceptance and support shown by the boys towards the girls' crews. On behalf of the 1 st IV, I wish to express thanks to Dr. Anne Young. Training under

Anne is an experience in many more areas than just rowing. She taught the crew much and her value as coach of the 1 st IV and to girl's rowing at the College, can never be held in too high esteem. From the girls who are leaving the Boat Club, I wish all the crews the best of luck for next season. Sheer determination, dedication and many hours of hard work will help regain the top position in school girls' rowing, which the College so rightly deserves. Jenny Hynes Girls' Captain of Boats

This season almost every rowable four in the sheds was in use, mostly as a result of Mr. Wait's hard work in finding coaches for more junior crews. There were seven girl's crews this season and this not only increases enthusiasm in the lower forms, but also places College in good stead for next season. The four junior crews competed in two junior regattas, indicating enthusiasm and potential in their results. The first three crews competed in the Henley, Barwon Y.W.C.A., Scotch/Mercantile Regattas throughout the season. The 1 st IV also competed at Ballarat, alongside the 1 st VIII. All crews must be commended for the results they obtained, as each regatta proved to be more successful than the last. Everyone knows, however, that ultimately it is the weekend of the 6th/7th April that all of the determination and hard work are orientated towards. The whole year's success balances on the success of one race at the end and it is for this reason that girls' rowing this season was perhaps not as successful as in past years. The 2nd and 3rd crews must be congratulated for their well-earned third and second places, respectively, in their winners' final. The 1 st IV however, had a disappointing row in the heat, crossing the line third and denying ourselves a place* in the winners' final for the first time since girls began rowing in The Head of the River. Winning the Loser's Final quite comfortably was little consolation for the crew, but heads were soon held high once more, as the initial disappointment mellowed. On behalf of the girls I would like to thank the following coaches for all of their time and effort throughout the season: 7th IV: Stuart Putland, 6th IV: Craig Pullin, 5th IV: Sarah Golding, 4th IV: Ruth Clayton,

GEELONG COLLEGE 1st IV J. Hynes (Stroke); D. Blair (Bow); M. Thompson (Cox); Dr. A. Young (Coach); K. Simonsen; L. Seller.

The Head of the River was, in all, a fairly VIII) and Mr. Ian Thornton (5th VIII) to successful day for the small but enthusiastic share their expert knowledge of coaching With Mr. Wait at the 'helm' of The Geelong Geelong College Boat Club, especially for with the senior crews throughout the rowing College Boat Club again this year things the seconds who came third, the thirds who season. I am sure that the first five eights! quickly got under way in preparation for the came second, and the fourths who came would wish me to express gratitude for the time so readily given by these coaches onf second in their respective winners' finals. 1984 season. their behalf. Those of us who know Mr. Wait (our 1 st VIII If one assigns points for each school's placing Supporters of College crews, including ourj in each race, and if these are tallied up, coach and M.I.C. of rowing), realize that he long suffering parents, certainly deserve to bei overall the College came second amongst the doesn't waste time getting down to the sercongratulated for the ways in which theyl ious business of planning, organizing and public schools competing. training crews. The 1984 season was no Although the results do not feature a straight encouraged the rowers during many exciting| exception as we quickly discovered. In fact out victory by any crew, they are particularly races, and for their reassurance and under-l land training for 1984 started in mid-1983, encouraging given the performances of our standing given throughout a very hard but! when most of us had our minds turning to younger crews whose members represent our worthwhile season. football and other winter pursuits. As the Captain of Boats for 1984, the only! hopes for future top class oursmen. Lunchtime training started in June: Mr. Appreciation must be expressed to the useful advice that I can offer to The Geelong! Wait's carefully devised fitness schedules, Albert Bell Club for their continued financial College Boat Club of 1985 is that "hard! work, total commitment, absolute loyalty, I quickly sweated off the unnecessary winter support throughout 1984. flab and replaced it with the "lean look". Thanks and recognition must go to the plenty of intestinal fortitude and determin-l Participation was good by both juniors and coaches of the junior crews, for their tireless ation are the essence of success". Not one ofl seniors indicating the serious attitude and endeavours and a job well done. In addition, these qualities must be overlooked or under-l healthy competition for seats which prevailed the club was fortunate to have Mr. Richard estimated. All the best for the coming season. throughout the season. Wait (1st VIII), Mr. Bob Morell and Mr. David DawsonI Another feature of the pre-season training Andrew Cassidy (2nd VIII), Mr. Richard Captain of Boats I Morris (3rd VIII), Mr. Andrew Gibson (4th was the encouragement of new and experienced rowers to view the marvellous sights of the Barwon on some weeknights from the comfort and stability of a small craft (sculls). This activity was to develop skills, techniques and self-confidence. The success of this aspect should be enhanced in the coming 1984-85 season by the purchase and delivery of two new coxless pairs for oarsmen and women. As in previous years, the rowing camp began on the Tuesday prior to the commencement of school with all of us fresh from the Christmas break. As in past years also, there were the traditional blisters, cases of sunburn and intense competition for the top crews. The barbecue at Torquay provided a pleasant finale to the camp. FIRST CREW S.G. Wylie (Stroke); S.N. Paton; M.P. Kinens; R.D. Marks; C.J. Whiting (Cox); Mr. R.C. Wait (Coach); The intensity of training, especially for the P.S. Wickham; A.N.R. Purnell; D.J. Dawson; J.R. Ganley (Bow). first five eights, was stepped up once school began in term one. The firsts trained four nights a week plus all day Saturday while the other crews got off lightly with only three nights plus Saturday mornings.

BOYS' ROWING

Competing in the Henly, Barwon and Mercantile Regattas (and with the firsts going to the Ballarat Regatta also), the first five eight crews had plenty of race experience and competition before the Head of the River. The junior crews (the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth eights) competed in the Barwon Novice and Beginners Regatta and Junior Head of the River. There were some notable performances from these regattas. The fourths finished second in the final of the Mercantile Cup while the thirds finished second in the School VIII's. The seconds also produced a second place in their final at the Barwon Regatta and the firsts finished third at Ballarat.

3RD VIII A.C. Briggs (Stroke); N.J. Wylie; S.P. Benjamin; Mr. J. Spittle; H.J. Carr (Cox); Mr. R.M. Morris (Coach); A.P. Lamont; A.J. Bayley; J.W. McArthur; C. Butler (Bow).

GIRLS5 CREWS B 2 3 S C Coach

1st IV D. Blair K. Simonsen L. Seller J. Hynes M. Thompson A. Young

2nd IV S. Graham K. Douglas L. Le Deux A. Wait J. Fisher A. Hobbs R Read

3rd IV C. Henderson A. Gready H. Cutler J. Lomas K. Trethowan D. Hale

B 2 3 S C Coach

5th IV S. Bourke L. Cousens K. Hatton J. Chisholm D. Newman R Clayton

6th IV V. Price C. Graham P. Tucker K. McCann K. White S. Putland

7th IV K. Smith (2) F. Bubb (B) C. Bubb (3) S. Lawler (S) E. Saunders C. Pullin

2nd VIII B.A. Harrigan RP. Dalitz P.S. Stephens RB. Cave L.C. Campbell J.M. Hobbs RL. Dickson P.J. Maddern P.D. Lappin R Morell

3rd VIII C.A. Butler J.W. McArthur A.J. Bayley A.P. Lamont M.J. Spittle S.P. Benjamin N.J. Wylie A.C. Briggs H.J. Carr R Morris

4th VIII T.R Dyke I.J. Barber S.D. Prussner A.H.S. Dennis D.I. Howie L.B. Egan J.D. Carson M.A. Head A.N. Maddern A. Gibson

6th VIII A.G. Logan G.P. Williams D.C. Ball L.J. Selle S.C. Heather P.G. Bell H.A. Cameron G.L. Prussner D.H. Buchanan J. Lee

7th VIII RC.T. Waugh A.C. Poulston RW. Motteram A.J. Brown W.A. Leggatt S.A. Cave S.M. Lee D.A.B. Heard S. Morrison T. Sproat

8th VIII M.D. Lees C.A. Trethowan D.A.H. Pettitt M.A. Williams L.J. Johnston J.R Rial G.M. Cole S.M. Leggatt S.A. Moody W. Arnold

4th IV J. Elliott L. Grant L. Purton J. Haydon A. Hay S. Golding

BOYS' CREWS B 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 C Coach

1st VIII J.R Ganly D.J. Dawson A.N.R. Purnell P.S. Wickham RD. Marks M.P. Kinens S.N. Paton S.G. Wylie C.J. Whiting RC. Wait

5th VIII S.B.A. Bowers A.W. Bett A.A. Henderson RB. Rollinson S. Milne D.A. Evans M.R Simonsen 8 G.D. Morrison C D.N.J. McGlone Coach I. Thornton S. Lamont B 2 3 4 5 6

9th VIII M.J. Purton C.W. Idle RG. Howie RG. McKindlay S.P. Fredericks N.A.V. Hudson M.C. Hall G.D. Visser J.D.B. Edge J. Hale J. Waterhouse

4th VIII M.A. Head (Stroke); J.D. Carson; L.B. Egan; D.I. Howie; A.N. Maddern (Cox); Mr. A.N. Gibson (Coach); A.H.S. Dennis; S.D. Prussner, I.J. Barber; T.R Dyke.

HOCKEY GIRLS' HOCKEY Both the first and second girls' hockey teams met with considerable success on the ladder for most of the season, only to be defeated in the finals, while the seconds reached the grand final in which they were defeated. This type of success is new to girls' hockey at The Geelong College, and can be greatly attributed to the coaches of the respective teams. Mrs. Nelson and Mrs. Farrall nurtured a mixture of experienced and inexperienced players into a skillful seconds team, who improved with each match. The players in this team, however, should not be denied their due credit. All were enthusiastic and determined to do well. Jan Fisher deserves a special mention for her contribution as captain of the seconds and for her help in enhancing the skills of younger players. Although the seconds were not as successful as the first during the season, by the finals they had improved dramatically and were deserving of their title as runners-up. The experience and skill of Debbie Gill was greatly appreciated by the firsts and was the catalyst of obvious improvement in the team. Once again, however, this improvement would have been impossible if not for the enthusiasm of the players.

Our success can be attributed to the various gifts of each member of the team: the speed of Penny Vile, Karen Goldsworthy and Di Blair on the flanks; the determination and enthusiasm of Georgia Stewart, Keren Douglas and Sallie Boyd; the skillful stickwork of Sophie Dunoon, Skye Buchanan, and Karen MacAlpine; the steady consistency of Helen Neely, Susan Champion and Emma Mestitz. Our record of only two losses during the season perhaps led us to develop a complacent attitude at the beginning of the finals. Our loss in the preliminary finals, however, changed our attitudes quickly and we battled well in the semi, only to be defeated once more. This was a great disappointment after our success throughout the season, but the feelings of comradeship between players are much stronger than those of disappointment, and in that respect, the season could not have been more successful. The improvement of younger players suggests further success in girls' hockey in the future. To those girls intending to play hockey next year, the very best of luck, and I hope you take advantage of the College's fine facilities and the dedication of the coaches. Kim Patterson Captain of Girls' Hockey

GIRLS HOCKEY XI Back: S.K. Buchanan; S.M. Boyd; G.M. Stewart; H.P. Neely; D.M. Blair; K.M. MacAlpine; E. Mestitz; K. Douglas Front: S.D. Dunoon (V. Capt.); P. Vile; Mrs. D. Gill (Coach); K.A. Patterson (Capt.); Miss R.E. Clayton (M.I.C. Hockey); K.L. Goldsworthy; S.J. Champion.

how to wrestle your centre forward by Michael Head. This year many Second XI players made the transition to Firsts, as the Coaches: Mr. J. Nelson, Mr. T. Stevenson, inevitable changes were swung. The seconds, Mr. B. Johnston, Mrs. C. Benham coached by Mr. T. Stevenson and captained Captain: M.L. Fothergill by Peter Oates, enjoyed mixed success and Vice-Captain: D.J.A. Butler were the most successful Geelong College Committee: N.A. Cameron, S.N. Paton team this season. They recorded wins against Brighton Grammar on the 16th June (3-0) This year saw the formation of four boys' and again against Brighton Grammar on the hockey sides. Three of these sides were 30th June (7-1). entered in the Independent Schools' Competition and the other, an Under 15's side, The two under-aged teams, Under 16's and participated in the local Geelong Competition. Under 15's, were coached by Mr. B. Johnston and Mrs. C. Benham respectively. Under the An analysis of the year's results for the Firsts direction of Mr. Johnston, the Under 16's can be quickly summed up by two words: also met stiff opposition in the Independent limited success. The fact that we didn't Schools' Competition. They recorded two encounter a win was disappointing and cert- draws against Carey on 26th May and ainly didn't reflect the efforts contributed by against Geelong Grammar on the 16th June. all concerned. The only truly successful side this year was The first game of the year saw a spirited start the Under 15's. They won the Under 15's to the season but heartbreak soon set in. We local competition which then entitled them to were convincingly beaten by a better equipped play the Victorian Under 15's. Carey XI in a lacklustre affair. This loss was In extending thanks to the coaches, the to be an indication of the hard road ahead. umpires and the groundsmen, I would especThe Firsts did eventually get a sniff of victory ially like to thank Mr. Nelson for his efforts in and against Trinity Grammar we led 3-1 co-ordinating this season. In spite of poor approaching the final moments of the game. results, I'm sure that this year hockey has But our moment of glory faded quickly as the been as enjoyable as ever. Finally, on behalf opposition rallied to clinch an emotional of the players leaving this year, I would like match. to wish good luck to all future teams, especHighlights of the season included a display of ially next year's Firsts. the meaning of 'mean' by Stuart Paton and Mark Fothergill

BOYS' HOCKEY

BOYS HOCKEY XI Back: R.D Howard; K. Harry; A.J. Howarth; T.J. Neal; N.A. Cameron; S.N. Paton; N. Varghese; P.J. Quinlivian; W.R. Richardson. Front: M.A. Head; M.L. Fothergill (Capt); Mr. J.R. Nelson (M.I.C.); D.J.A. Butler; D.I. Howie.

FOOTBALL FOOTBALL The 1984 APS football season looked promising for the 1 st XVIII after winning all three of the pre-season practice matches quite comfortably. The first practice match against Caulfield was our closest where we only won by 10 points, the scoreboard showed the reason for the narrow winning margin. Our kicking for goal was atrocious. 12.22:94 defeated C.G.S. 12.12:84. The next two practice matches against Trinity and Yarra Valley Grammar schools were relatively easy games before the beginning of the APS season. The APS season started very disappointingly with losses to Carey Grammar School, Haileybury College, and St. Kevin's College. The 1 st XVIII had a chance of winning all of these games but did not capitalise on their opportunities. The highlight of the season for the 1 st XVIII was their five goal victory over old rivals Geelong Grammar. Although not having a win up to the fourth round of the APS competition all players were fired up in the rooms and were confident of beating the boys in pale blue.

1st XVIII Coach: Mr. C. Considine 6.9:45 lost to Carey 9.9:63 8.8:56 lost to Haileybury 12.9:81 13.9:87 lost to St. Kevins 15.9:98 14.9:93 def. G.G.S. 9.9:63 15.12:102 def. M.G.S. 15.10:100 13.6:84 lost to B.G.S. 14.8:92 12.9:81 lost to W.C. 19.7:121 10.3:63 lost to Xavier 15.5:95 Consistent Performers: Hutchesson, Brenner, Thiele, Wickham, Hayden, Humphreys, Callan, McLeod, Gude 2nd XVIII Coach: Mr. R. Clark 5.7:37 lost to Carey 8.4:52 2.2:14 lost to Haileybury 23.14:152 7.9:51 losttoB.G.S. 13.6:84 5.3:33 lost to G.G.S. 12.10:82 6.7:43 lost to M.G.S. 8.8:56 7.6:48 losttoB.G.S. 7.10.52 7.3:45 lost to Wesley 11.13:79 0.2:2 losttoXavier 21.11:137 Consistent Performers: Rooke, Wylie, Leggatt, Campbell, Rollinson, Bayley, Pullin, C. Butler

3rd XVIII Coach: Mr. P. Auliciems 1.4:10 lost to Xavier 14.19:103 10.9:69 def. Haileybury 7.8:50 6.5:41 lost to St. Kevins 15.12:102 8.10:58 drew with G.G.S. 8.10:58 8.5:53 def. M.G.C. 5.8:33 Consistent Performers: Lappin, Ide, Fox U16's Coach Mr. M. Seeckts 4.4:28 lost to Carey 10.10:70 5.5:33 lost to Haileybury 23.10:148 4.4:28 lost to St. Kevins 21.14:140 1.4:10 Lost to G.G.S. N.A. 1.7:13 lost to MG.S. 16.18:114 13.11:89 def. B.G.S. 6.5:41 N.A. lost to Wesley N.A. 0.0:0 lost to Xavier 16.23:119 Consistent Players: Brown, Major, Johnstone, Wellam, Wylie, Benjamin

FIRST XVIII Back: B.R. Humphreys; A.J. Holdsworth; M.J. Spittle; A.R. Hand; L.C. Campbell; S.G. Wylie; P.S. Wickham; G.D. Rooke. Centre: T.M. Stephinson; D.J. Dawson; M.R. Loughnan; A.J. Bayley; J.R. Hutchesson; R.B. Rollinson; M.E. Hayden; J.C. Thiele; J.M. Young; D.R. Kellett. Front: T.P. Leggatt; A.J. Brown; M.W. Brenner; A.P. Callan (Capt.); Mr. C.A. Considine (Coach); C.E. Tucker (V. Capt); R.A. Lee; D.E.B. Sprague; R.S. McLeod. 38

U15A's Coach: Mr. J. Leyshon 10.15:75 lost to Carey 12.7:79 6.7:43 lost to Haileybury 28.16:184 15.6:96 def. St. Kevins 9.3:57 1.1:7 lost to M.G.S. 16.18:114 8.4:52 losttoB.G.S. 14.10:94 11.6:72 def. Wesley 6.11:47 5.4:34 losttoXavier 14.10:94 Consistent Performers: O'Hara, Kellett, Harris, Hutchesson, Middleton, Courtnay, Ganly U15B's Coaches: Mr. B. McLeod and Mr. P. Richards 6.8:44 lost to Carey 12.9:81 1.4:10 lost to Haileybury 3.2:20 lost to St. Kevins 5.3:33 lost to M.G.S. 2.5:17 losttoB.G.S. 5.9:39 def. Wesley 4.2:26 losttoXavier

14.16:100 12.4:76 6.7:43 12.10:82 5.5:35 9.12:66

Consistent Performers: Grotegoed, Tung, Boyd, Diment The following week we played Melbourne Grammar at Grammar, and after trailing by twenty points with eight minutes to play, College fought back strongly to eventually win by two points; and record the second win for the year. The following two games against Brighton and Wesley were both disappointing games as we could have defeated both schools, had we repeated our form of the previous two games. The final match against Xavier was a tough game as Xavier were a much larger team than College and although the College players combined well throughout the game, Xavier proved to be too strong. The players played well and actually outscored Xavier in the first and last quarters. The players in the first XVIII were all close, and although the season had limited success, it was an extremely enjoyable one for all concerned. Thanks must go to the coaches who gave up their time to become involved with the students. They were Messrs. Leyshon, McLeod, Richards, Seeckts, Auliciems, Clark and Considine. Mr. McLaren must also be thanked for his umpiring throughout the year. Finally, I would like to wish those intending to play for The College next year the best of luck, and I hope they are very successful. Antony Callan AWARDS: Best and Fairest: Jason Thiele Most Consistent: Jamie Hutchesson.

BASKETBALL Once again, this year, College's basketballers competed in the third division of the Men's section of the Geelong Amateur Basketball Association. In this competition, which inevitably results in College students being matched against men of at least twice their age and experience, we had one of the less successful seasons of the past few years. This may be at least partly attributed to the fact that four of seven regular team members had not previously played competition basketball; but more importantly the competition in which we do play must be taken into account. At no stage throughout the year did College have the opportunity to test its skills against opponents of a similar age and size. Nonetheless, the year did undoubtedly have a positive side. The middle of the season did see College string together a number of wins, and many of our losses were very close ones, and by no means uncreditable performances. We made full use of the new gymnasium facilities, and trained extremely hard at least twice a week under Mr. Reingold's balcony. The value of training was enhanced by the presence of Tim Morphy, Mark Bain and Andrew Sewell. What was originally a fumbling bunch of juniors, has been transformed by Mr. Manwaring into a skilled group that will form the core of future College teams, and for that, thanks are extended to him. Thanks must also go to Mr. Leyshon, Mr. Carroll and Jamie Carson, all of whom lent their ass-

BASKETBALL TEAM Back: S.W. Littler; J.M. Hobbs; A.J. Forster; L.B. Egan; T.P. Evans. Front: Mr. C.S. Bawden (M.I.C.); B.A. Harrigan (Capt.); Mr. A. Reingold (Coach).

istance to the team at various stages in the season. Finally, for what success we did enjoy, thanks are extended to Mr. Bawden and Mr. Reingold whose playing and coaching skills respectively, proved to be invaluable. With

the oncoming Year 9's and 10's, the future for College basketball is bright, and perhaps next year I shall be able to report on greater success. Blair Harrigan

VOLLEYBALL In unobtrusive corners of The Geelong College there lies a Girls' Volleyball Team. During second term it awoke and sprung to life to invade the school gymnasium. This year the team had the added pleasure of christening the polished floor of the new volleyball court. Our team consisted of a mixture of experienced players and beginners. The recruits made up for a lack of experience with their eagerness and enthusiasm as they quickly became acquainted with the ball and net. The experienced few oiled their rusty springs and bounced into full swing after a few practice sessions. Due to other sporting commitments in the gymnasium, practice sessions were restricted to Monday and Wednesday lunchtimes,

allowing for those who disliked their fifth subject occasionally to organise themselves to be late for class. This year's volleyball season started late and, by the time competition began, the College team had had many practices and felt confident and cohesive. The Geelong College Girls' Volleyball Team was graded in Division 2 and consequently, has had a more successful season than in previous years.

victory after victory hopefully leaving out opponents in a quandary as to how to combine our newly-found progress. We came crashiing down to earth when Sacred Heart's 4th found gaping holes in our armour and thrashed us.

Every Thursday a small squad of girls would migrate to the Sacred Heart gymnasium to plunge deep into battle against the Morongo or Sacred Heart volleyball teams. A roundrobin was played each Thursday with Mr. Riordan's willing proteges defying human ability and teaming together for some amazing and spectacular points. Our team scored

It would be great to see all the girls who made their debut in volleyball this year emerge from their corners in 1985 to rejuvenate the skills that led to our fine achievements this year. Kerrie Griffit CaptJ

On behalf of all the volleyballers, I would like to thank Mr. Riordan for his guidance advice, time and effort which helped many this year's volleyball season such great fun and an overwhelming success.

TENNIS TENNIS

completed a successful season in singles and doubles. Michael Kuchel was the team's The 1984 APS tennis season saw all The most aggressive hitter of the ball, he strung Geelong College tennis teams producing together some fine doubles victories. Glenn some very good results. The College had Hunter, whose volleys seemed to be a cause three open teams, one U16 and one U15 for concern to Mr. Young and to himself scored some excellent wins in singles and team in the APS competition. doubles. Paul Verwoert, our international The first tennis team had a most successful player from the Philippines was a welcome APS season, winning 5 of the 7 matches addition to the team and displayed excellent played, finishing an overall 3rd placing in the strokemaking ability. David Spittle was a competition; the best result for many years. strong addition to the team with an excellent The team comprised a blend of youth and forehand drive, he featured in some fine experience. The experienced APS players doubles victories. Iain Thompson was inwere Hamish Salmon and Paul Norbury who cluded for the Xavier match and proved a more than held their own at No. 1 and No. 4 great asset to the team. respective singles and as No. 2 doubles combination. The youth were led by Andrew The seconds and thirds were coached by Mr. Cameron and Mark Collins who have both Whittle and enjoyed varied success. The represented Victoria in interstate teams. competition was tough and they put together They were a formidable No. 1 doubles some victories and enjoyed their season. combination winning 11 matches out of 14 David Sprague and Mark Loughnan were played and each achieved excellent success noted for their powered top spin drives to the in the No. 2 and 3 singles positions. This was dismay of their opponents. a tremendous effort from two Year 9 students The U15 and U16 A's were coached by Mr. in their first year of APS tennis. Fraser and Mr. Bawden; they had a moderPaul Taylor and David Nelson were two ately successful season and prepared many other Year 9 students in the team and both players for next year.

The season concluded with the Annual APSAGS Fixture at Scotch College, two open teams and one U15 played. The College was well represented with Hamish Salmon and Andrew Cameron playing at No. 2 and No. 6 respectively in the Open Firsts and Mark Collins and Paul Taylor playing No. 1 and No. 4 in the APS U15 side. All College players won their matches and represented the School and the APS with distinction. Congratulations to Andrew Cameron who defeated Hamish Salmon for the School Championships and to Andrew and Mark Collins who defeated Hamish and Paul Norbury in a closely contended doubles final. The future tennis prospects for the College seem bright as there is an influx of excellent junior players and this greatly increases the quality of College tennis. On behalf of all the tennis players I would like to thank Mr. Young for his patience and perseverence throughout the season. Thanks must also go to Mr. Fraser, Mr. Keary, Mr. Bawden and Mr. Mead and Mr. Whittle for their coaching and organisation. Hamish Salmon

A.P.S. TENNIS TEAM Back: P.M. Taylor; M. Collins; P.D. Verwoert; D.A. Nelson; D.H. Spittle. Front: MR. Kuchel; H.J. Salmon (Capt); Mr. D.A. Young (Coach); P.T. Norbury; A.C. Cameron. 41

ATHLETICS GIRLS' ATHLETICS This year girls' athletics really took off. We were fortunate to have good competitors in a mixture of track and field events. After regular training nights the team was fit, determined and ready to compete. We took part in four meetings which were all very enjoyable. The spirit of the team was not that of the individuals but one that was shared by all as a College team. Our first meeting was the Independent Girls' Schools Athletics Meet. Schools involved were Geelong Grammar, Morongo, Sacred Heart and College. The whole team performed well and we discovered at this meet that the open relay team somewhat resembled that of a 'mean machine'. Penny Vile, Liz Bowden, Heather Millard and Karen Goldsworthy won a close relay in a time of 55.5 sec. This win actually got Liz Bowden out on training nights, even if it was for a few minutes! Final scores were Geelong Grammar- 368, Morongo- 349, Geelong College320 and Sacred Heart - 318. Our next meeting was a Combined Aths Meeting of Melbourne schools. Schools competing were Korowa, Fintona, Tintern, Ruyton, Lauristen and St. Catherine's. This

meeting had been running since 1956 and College was the first team to be invited since it began. There were a few wins, and a few losses, before we had to leave due to the rain. The weather forced us to leave early and we didn't finish the programme. However the morning events were quite successful and the day far from disappointing. Getting fitter and faster with every race we were looking forward to our next meeting, the Quadrangular. This year it was held at Ballarat. Once again we performed well as a team with a mixture of success. The 'mean machine' won the open girls relay by a 'whisker' and improved their time once again. Final scores for the girls were Ballarat College - 578, Ballarat Grammar - 521, Geelong Grammar - 456 and Geelong College - 448. Our final meeting was again a new competition, not only for College but for all schools involved. The A.P.S. Girls competition was held in Melbourne and was a very successful day. Schools competing were Caulfield, Carey, Wesley, Geelong Grammar and College. There was no overall score taken but our individual performances shone out at this meeting. We were certainly gaining many good results and it was a shame no scores were taken as we would have done

exceptionally well. The 'mean machine came 2nd this time to their previous rival Grammar. The team however ran very well The girls' Aths team must be congratulate on their consistent efforts and determination The atmosphere was always one of a 'whole team which is often difficult to obtain in an athletics team. The training nights, the meetings and the bus trips enabled the 3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th formers to mix. It certainly enabled the 6th formers to get to know the 3rd and 4th formers and for friendships to commence This season there have been more meetings available for girls than any other year. With our dedication and success I hope the team will carry on next year with the same spirit On a final note I must thank Miss Clayton for her time and effort in organising the team and the transport. Vice Captain, Penny Vile must also be congratulated on her organisation and especially her support of the team. Without Penny the open shotput and long jump would have been very dull! I wish the team the best of luck next year. Fiona MacMillanl

GIRLS ATHLETICS TEAM Back: T. Biddle; J.M. Utting; W. Frampton; S.M. Lee; S.M. McGregor; ML. Smith. Centre: M.J. Stokes; C.E. Cousen; S.J. Lawler; N J . Whitehead; H.P. Neely; C.A. Dimmick; T.M. Munyard; A.C. Graham; L Cunningham. Front: K.R. Giffiths; K.A.McConachy; J.L Stephens; F.L MacMillan (Capt.); Miss. R E . Clayton (M.I.C. Athletics); P. Vile (Vice Capt); E.A. Bowden; H. Millard.

BOYS' ATHLETICS The 1984 Athletics season has been one of promise. Although we did not have an abundance of talent, the year has been highly successful in terms of development. We were not world-beaters but we were prepared, as the saying goes, to "have a go". And with this attitude in our minds we ventured to the APS heats. Unfortunately the College Aths team, in relying on natural talent, was outclassed by the depth of the Melbourne schools, and the reliance by some of these schools on imported athletes. Some of our athletes also succumbed to the pressure rather too easily, and were not prepared, as Mr. Harris so succinctly put it to "bust a gut". Consequently we only had one runner in an A division final — Wes Hutchesson — in the U l 5 100m. With our attitudes changed and the promise of beating Brighton overall implanted in our minds, we travelled to Melbourne on Saturday determined to do well. The following outstanding performances were recorded: Wes Hutchesson obtained 5th place in his U15 final and deserves special congratulations. As do Mark Fox who, in coming 5 th in the U17 high jump equalled the school record, and Mat Courtnay who came 4th in the U l 5 shop put also equalling the school record. The other excellent performances registered were by Lionel Aingimea, 6th in the Open shotput, Craig Butler, 6th in the U17 Triple Jump and Philip Black, 7th in the Open hurdles.

While these performances stood out, I would like to congratulate every member of the team for his efforts. What we lacked in professionalism, we made up with determination, and this showed in our final placing in the overall scores. Despite coming last we managed to amass 120 points, our highest score for several years, as well as coming close to catching Brighton. I would like then to thank the coaches, Mr. Considine, Mr. Cronk, Mr. Harris and Mr. McLaren, for their support throughout the season. I don't think there is one member of the team who has not profited in some way. I would also like to extend special thanks to those dedicated supporters, all nine of them who, on finding there was no bus ordered, fought to reach Xavier before the last race. It is to be hoped that next year more people will take an interest in this, if not entertaining, then certainly colourful event. Thank you. N.P. Gebhardt

A.P.S. ATHLETICS TEAM Back: A. Fisher; S.P. Middleton; C.A. Ganly; M.G. Hercus; S.A. Cave; C.J. Fayers; N.J. Wylie; M.B. Courtnay; H.A. Cameron; J.C. Thiele; L.R. Aingimea; A.C. Briggs. Centre: W.J. Hutchesson; C.A. Butler; N.M. Kellett; M.R. Simonsen; T.M. Stephinson; A.J. Brown; R.G. Howie; P.T. Middleton; S.C. Major; N.A.V. Hudson; P.D. Lappin; S.M. Leggatt; D.R. Leggatt Front: A.B. Rial; M.W. Brenner; P.S. Wickham; N.P. Gebhardt (Capt); W.J. Harris (Coach); P.A. Cronk (Coach); C.A. Considine (M.I.C.); R.J. McLaren (Coach); A.P. Callan (V. Capt); P.J. Black; M.J. Fox; H.J. Salmon.

NETBALL NETBALL The Geelong College netball teams once again experienced a most enjoyable season. The season was one of mixed success but it was certainly worthwhile. Eight teams were entered in the Y.W.C.A. competition at Kardinia Park and competed every Saturday throughout the season. Four College teams managed to reach the semifinals on July 28th, College 4(A), College 3, College 2 and College 1. College 4 A went on to play in the preliminary final but after a hard match were defeated. College 3 went on to play a superb match against Heme Hill in the Grand Final. Their determination and dedication throughout the year were very strong, however on the 11 th of August, Grand Final Day, Heme Hill played just that one goal better. College 3 lost to Heme Hill by one goal. College 2 lost their semi-final as did College 1. Throughout the year College lsts have consisently worked hard at the skill and fitness which an A grade netball team has to possess. We were in fine form throughout the season under the special coaching and guidance of Mr. Lancaster. We were put in A grade at the beginning of the season and remained there due to our many close matches though few victories throughout the year. We fought to the end, which was the semi-final played against Belmont Uniting 1 on the 28th of July. College 1 were determined to do well, and we did. College began the match in fine form tearing away with the first few goals. At half time Belmont led by 5 goals which was well within our reach. The game remained a close battle but we were defeated in the end 19-29. On a more successful note for College 1, mention of the Ballarat and Victorian Schoolgirl Championship competitions must be made. College 1 and College 4A travelled to Ballarat to compete against many country teams. Both teams did extremely well and College firsts ended third in the open section. At the Victorian Schoolgirl Championships, College 4 A found the competition enjoyable, yet a fraction too high! However it was 'just right' for College 1. We played seven matches, won five, drew one and lost one. The finals were to be played the following month. So after a very enjoyable day we travelled back to Geelong only to wait in suspense for the next week to see if we were required to play in the finals. We were soon on our way to play another day's netball at Royal Park. This day we found the competition a little tougher and after a few wins and a few losses were out of the competition. Both

Ballarat and Melbourne were very enjoyable competitors. Playing the footballers we found rather dangerous. After nearly being knocked out by Andrew Holdsworth we still managed to defeat the boys. On a final note I would like to thank those who helped with coaching. Special mention to Holly Carew, Miss Breen, R. Humphreys and T. Cutler must be made. Thanks also to College 1 for your support and for your determined efforts every Saturday. Heather Millard has given me great support over the last two years and along with Jenny Hynes, Angela Dimmick and myself will find it sad

to go our 'ways'. However, most of all, on behalf of College 1 and the other Year 12 netballers, I wouk like to thank Mr. Lancaster for his time coaching and most of all his dedication to the teams. College 1 have not only benefitec from his coaching but have developed i lasting friendship throughout the year. Though we were not successful in the finals the season was far from disappointing. Netball life at the College has always beer pleasant and it is sad that for some it has to end. I wish the netballers that remain the best of luck in the future. Good luck! Fiona MacMillan

COLLEGE 1 NETBALL Back: J.L. Stephens; M.K. Morphy; J. Hynes; J.A. Hay. Front A.F. Dimmick; F.L.MacMillan(Capt); Mr. R. W.Lancaster (Coach); H. Millard (V. Capt); E.A. Bowden.

C O L L E G E 3 N E T B A L L Runners Up A4 Grade Y.W.C.A. Open Section Back: S. Gray; J.M. Utting: C.R. Jenkyn; F.A. McKenzie. Front: L.N. Seller; F.L. Allen (Capt.); Mr. R.W. Lancaster (Coach); S.J.V. Pickering (V. Capt.) F. Ballard. 44

BUSHWALKING The 1st Bushwalking team experienced an incredible influx of new and eager recruits this year. Amongst these bright faces the worn countenances of the 'experienced bushwalkers' were visible, prepared to guide these 'youngsters' through the terrors of the bush. Astounded by such enthusiasm Mr. Mead, Mr. Mitchell and Mrs. Nelson, our fearless leaders began to plan an expedition into deepest, darkest Mount Cole. After numerous lunch-time meetings, where strategies were discussed and maps pored over, a date was settled. On 29 June, a cold, damp Friday afternoon, a team of 16 left the comfort of their homes to brave the slopes of Mt. Cole. Packed into a minibus and two cars we were lost only once on the way to the mountain, arriving in a light drizzle, and pitch blackness, prepared to set up camp. Surrounded by tall creaking gums and damp rain-forest our camp finally stood. A collection of expertly pitched tents and a hammock slung between two trees, where Sergeant Steven Olsen planned to spend his night.

beagle a discreet shove from behind, when a rock proved too difficult. It wasn't long before we reached the camping ground where we had planned to devour our lunch. Deciding that it was more appealing as a place to spend the night, than the site previously planned, we began to unpack with relief. The afternoon saw our leaders collect the scattered cars while we were left to scan incomprehensible maps (only Ian Tymms could decipher those squiggles, and I suspect he wrote them) and then wander off into the threatening bush. Here, we, the 'experienced bushwalkers' attempted to show the inexperienced what is was all about. Even though David Stevens, Brett Missen and Alistair Mitten did disappear into the bush, and did beat us back to camp, we had, after all, spent the entire afternoon looking for them. After fourty-eight hours of fog and drizzle the next day promised to be sunny. We lost our

extra female and the beagles early Sunday morning, as Sally Heath drove off into the fog. The rest of us sorted our belongings, ate a huge breakfast of all the extra food, then packed. We then set off on a circuit which led us around the mountain, up to the summit and back to the camp. It was a long, but enjoyable hike, taking us through beautiful bush and showing us great views. We returned to a camp sadly empty of tents, and climbed wearily into the minibus. We had climbed Mt. Cole, and there was school the next day. Bushwalking produced a lot of friendships and was a lot of fun. On behalf of the bushwalkers, all of whom can now be said to be 'experienced', I would like to thank Mr. Mead, Mr. Mitchell and Mrs. Nelson for the faultless organisation of the weekend, and for the time they gave up to take us. We look forward to the expeditions of the future. Sophie Gebhardt

Soon fires were lit and dinners cooked, socks hung up to dry and sleeping bags laid out. A few hours later people drifted off to bed. Most to their tents, but a few characters, not bothered with pitching tents or slinging hammocks, spent the night surrounded by freezing draughts on a concrete floor in an unfinished hut. The morning saw bleary eyes, another light drizzle and the arrival of Mr. Mitchell's wife, Ms. Sally Heath, making the female count 3, to the males' 14. (The animal count was raised by two beagles.) After breakfast, the collecting up of tents and packs, and a scout around the area, our fearless leaders drove off in the cars to the planned camping site for that night. On their return we set off up the mountain. Thanks must be extended to all those who gave a

LIFESAVING Students had the opportunity at the beginning of this year to train for an award under the Royal Life Saving Society scheme. Such a challenge was made open to students as consequence of the dedication of Mrs. Strauch who, for the past four years, has offered her experience to anybody willing to tackle an award. Practice began in February at the Preparatory School pool. A squad of twelve were to attend at the Prep and later the Norlane pools

for the remainder of the term. Towards the end of term one and into term two, Mrs. Strauch gave extra before and after school tuition to those doing higher awards. As a result of this work six Senior Swim and Survive Certificates and Merit Awards were earned. Congratulations should be extended to Cathy Stoney, Nicole Hobday, Leonie Cole, Robynne Hall, Andy Lau and Andrew Veary on their achievements. These awards are of importance not only for their own sake 45

but mean that award-winners will be able to handle accidents confidently in the future. On behalf of the students involved in the Life Saving program I would wish to thank Justine Herrick for her tutoring, parents who have assisted with transport and especially Mrs. Strauch for the time and patience she has offered us so willingly. Ian Tymms

LITERATURE TERMINATION The knives have been sharpened, stuck and sheathed Into backs turned forward to something larger Than the fear of distress of damnation. Language is lost upon the pilferers Who rattle amongst their papers in caucased conversation: Mad-cap pigs and wild wolves have triumphed The blinds are drawn in shelter Against the callous disregard of direction That sees a greater love and logic rebuffed Cancer creeps and hides its course designed Until with a flourish it flowers with conviction That its apotheosis is a creature To be treated with the distinction Of having achieved ends without love, with hunger And a colonial pleasure in downing the enslaved Death is better Than an inconclusive termination, Not that death would be wished, But an ending without conclusion Leaves death still to be effaced' A dramatic ending is fitter. Our energies spent remain in suspension To be spilled and discarded When the times are riper.

WOMAN IN THE COUNTRY A sepia dusk blurs the verandah where she sits, watching from behind the withered stalks of the birches she planted last summer, when the house was new. Now the brown leaves spread in random forms over the grass and the bone-bleached road While beyond the picket fence the smoky scrub stares, waiting Last week she found, Coiled around the dead rosebush, a tiny snake. Its lambent eyes flickered a warning — "It is not Sydney here." She should have remained within the skyscraper walls. K.G., Year 12

LEVEL 9 ON NUCLEAR NONSENSE STOP THE DROP Hickory dickory dock Stop the nuclear drop There's so little time left on the clock. When the clock strikes three There go the birds and their trees, When the clock strikes two There go me and you, When the clock strikes one All the world will be gone. Hickory dickory dock We can stop the nuclear drop. Andrew Cuthbertson, Year 9

THE DAY I LOOKED UP TO THE SKY As / looked up to the sky I saw something swift fly by And as I saw it dive I turned my head and Dared not pry Something blew me off my feet And all I remember is the hard concrete. It's been a week and I've got a rash Something came from that terrible flash And as I sit here waiting to die I think of the day I looked up to the sky. Matthew Purton

A STRONG POSSIBILITY Red Alert, Red Alert Get inside or you'll be seriously hurt This is the sound people dread to hear To make men and women shake with fear To get to a shelter or to somewhere safe Where one might survive, not became a wraith So before you decide to push that big button or turn that key Just think once again what you're doing to me!!! Simon Cave

HOLOCAUST People panicking for they fear the worst The terrible destruction of the nuclear curse. President Reagan on the phone. "Push the button before the Russians". They're coming, they're coming, they're on their way, It had to come, the big (D' day. I wish the bombs could all just cease But I know today there is no peace. The bombs are here, dropping out of the sky. This is the end, Sigh! goodbye! Dugald Buchanai

ONE NIGHT One night while you were out, I crept into your room. Soft! Curtains whispered in the wind. Opening your drawer I touched your soul, naked before me. But it frightened me And I put it back among your lies Sigh! Floorboards spelt my name. The key from your pillow unlocked the wardrobe. In darkness, I grazed the raw and tender nerve of your guilt. I tried to ease it out, But it was bound to your silent emotions, Jamie Robertson

DRIVING THROUGH RAILROAD TOWNS Gerang Gerung and Kinimakatka; Names barely glimpsed through the beetles and dust on the windscreen Empty towers, sentinel beside the perpetual rails; and, perspiring beside a water-hazed highway a few verandahed houses, their spindleshanked clotheslines waltzing softly in the northern wind Hot — wheat — smell shivers in the air\ then is gone, until the next railroad town. K.G., Year 1

THE NEWTOWN NARRATIVE PEARL: Hi Mom....oh....hello Dad (obvious rift between father and daughter — implication that she is perhaps illegitimate). Set—Very ostentatious lounge room setting. Mum, William got caught fighting at school There is a woman lying on the floor doing again today — three kids had to be carted aerobics to a Richard Simmons tape — away in the air ambulance. which plays in the background. In bounds Jonathon, the woman's husband, dressed in JONATHON: Right, that arrogant little tennis shorts, shoes and a suit coat. In one son-of-a...son-of-a... son-of-a-health fanatic. hand he carries a briefcase and in the other a When he gets home I'm going to nail his face to the wall with a twelve inch bridge spike, tennis racquet. and JONATHON: Hi Dear, I'm home! Enter 6ft. burly, 17 year old school boy with He runs over, pecks her on the cheek, throws a ragged school uniform — looks as if he's tennis racquet and case to the floor and just walked out of a street brawl)...Oh moves into whatever signifies a kitchen type Steven....(turning very slippery) How are arrangement. you my boy? My God! Look at that eye, SAMANTHA: Hello darling, how was your hadn't we better put a steak on it or something? day at the health club? SAMANTHA: Oh darling, too much cholShe is about as pleased to see him as she was esterol, how about a slice of Chinese Gooseher cancer clinic report. berry. JONATHON: Oh well, you know how WILLIAM: Sorry Dad — the whole year much of a strain Monday's are.... level attacked me at once...I had to fight Searching for something among kitchen back. shelves. SAMANTHA: (turning fiery) Dammit, why ....What's there to drink? must there be so much violence? I hate SAMANTHA: Urn... well, I've just made an violence! eggplant and hickory bean flip in the juice extractor. Its in the fridge just next to the PEARL: The headmaster said if he got tahini paste facial cream, under the chicken caught fighting again they'd revoke his parole. liver and banana, lemon and green pepper WILLIAM: Yeah! He also said that if they managed to find the father of your baby, yoghurt. they'd have him expelled. But at the moment JONATHON: Great! Who taught that he hasn't been able to narrow the possibilities woman about health food — I can't stand this down to less than all the guys in fifth and sixth bloody garbage!! (Muttered under his breath) form. (William has touched on a sore point). SAMANTHA: Is the court ready honey? JONATHON: OK, shut-up. Now both go I've asked Carli and Scott over for a hit this and do some homework, we've got to rationafternoon — is that OK? alize the six thousand dollars a year on JONATHON: Yep, that's fine, did you hear school fees somehow, besides, William, we what's happened to Scott over that textile don't want you attacking Carli and Scott factory down by the river? when they come to play tennis. SAMANTHA: No, nothing serious I hope? SAMANTHA: Jon — the bill for the JONATHON: Serious? The man's destitute! cobblestoning of the driveway came today. He actually tore offhis budgie's head and ate both his goldfish last night. He's had to sell JONATHON: How much is it? (He takes the Volvo Wagon to buy a Holden — so the envelope his wife offers him and laborCarly is naturally heartbroken. I mean can iously opens it). you see yourself without the Volvo Wagon to SAMANTHA: I don't know, I didn't look.... shop with? Anyway, the bank foreclosed the $6000! (She can't wait) mortgage on their swimming pool last Wed- JONATHON: That's $10,000 less than nesday. They had to pawn the pets to pay for they quoted, what'11 we tell the neighbours? the interest on the loan for the chlorine. They They'll think we're scrounging! sold the kids' school books just to pay for the SAMANTHA: Jonathon — I've been thinkfirst instalment on the uniforms. Then to top ing, why don't we sell the farm at Anglesea, it all off, Carli has had to battle with then we could get rid of the Range Rover and Grammar to let the kids in. They say that a little BMW, put the kids into board and go because they had their hair shaved off at the to Bali! Hare Krishna holiday camp they defied JONATHON: We can't sell that place, it's school rules and wouldn't be allowed in. my heritage, my recreation....besides, that SAMANTHA: (looking truly heartbroken). station is part of the family, we can't just Oh, that poor, poor family, how can they dump it! cope? SAMANTHA: Station! I hardly think three In walks a pouty 16 year old school girl in a pet sheep: Emily, Joseph and Maximillian, a public school uniform — she appears about role of rusty fencing wire and fourteen acres eight months pregnant. by the coast constitute a sheep station. 47 CHARACTERS: Jonathon, Samantha, Pearl, William Jnr., Carli, Scott.

JONATHON: Well, we'll fight about that later, here come Carli and Scott. Both move towards the side of the stage Jonathon entered from and simulate peering through a window at the couple coming up the drive. SAMANTHA: God Carli's brown, she must have been sunbaking in that new back garden of theirs. JONATHON: I hardly think so, it was repossessed on Thursday. Jonathon goes to the door and opens it — the couple enter amid a chorus of pseudo greetings and social plasticness. CARLI: Why you two look absolutely stunning. SAMANTHA: Oh thanks Carli, in fact I was just saying to Jon how fit you two both looked. The two men move away from their women and begin a serene conversation. SCOTT: When did you get the driveway done, its fantastic? JONATHON: I didn't even know it had been cobble stoned! Well what about a drink? SCOTT: Now that sounds like a good idea — how about a kaomagma on the rocks with a prune juice chaser? JONATHON: That sounds interesting. What do you call that? SCOTT: A pile driver! JONATHON: (He turns to the women) What'll it be girls? CARLI: I think I'll have an apricot and cherry nectar whizz please Jon. SAMANTHA: Make that two "bloody sweets" — and go easy on the tomato juice, it gives you cancer of the solar plexis. Jon hands out the drinks — they all raise their glasses to the roof in salute then pour them back down their throats ending in throaty "ahhh's" JONATHON: Anyone for another? CARLI: Urn no! I think one has filled the spot...for me anyway. Her comment is agreed with by everyone. JONATHON: Well then, anyone for tennis? Polish doubles. Carli and I play. Carli wins. I protest and you two arrest me. SAMANTHA: Was that called for? JONATHON: Sorry. Well you two know where the court is. Out the kitchen door, turn left at the sauna, right at the spa, take the bridge over the swimming pool, follow the dragway and its at the end of the home straight. Sam will bring out some balls and I'll just change out of my working clothes. All exit leaving the stage empty. The two kids enter, William turns on the TV, sits down and lights a cigarette. Pearl goes to the fridge, pulls out two cans of beer, throws one to her brother and sits beside him. They crack the cans simultaneously as the light fades. Andrew Rikard-Bell

THE AUTUMN BLACKSMITHS

SPRING MELODY Now the spring grass wakes up, Swaying in the spring breeze. Spring is whispering, Spring breeze sends the song. This spring melody is familiar, Following the spring breeze, swinging. Now I hear you again, My heart shimmers like a lake. Where does the sound come from? I would like to follow it. Secretly ask who the player is, The unfinished melody. No one reveals the meaning of the melody, Still unfinished but with affection; I can hear, but I don't understand, Hoping the spring breeze will pass on the melody. Written and translated by Chinglyna Chan, Spring '84

The trickling autumn raindrops Are like the well-earned sweat Of the dozen grimy blacksmiths Who labour through the wet. I hear their coughs and curses Like gusts of raging winds. And the blackness of their labour Is imprinted on their limbs. Outside the night is screaming In a cold and violent storm, Yet here beside the forge The air is comforting and warm. The blazing coals of amber, That fill the room with heat, Are bright as falling autumn leaves That crunch beneath your feet. Yet now the sky is darkening And the leaves are wet and brown, The forge is growing colder, Black winter closed it down. Farewell you autumn blacksmiths That labour here each year Farewell you strong and burly men That fill this house with health and cheer,

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THE MONOTONOUS TRAIN JOURNEY The train was a sleepy snake. It moved slowly in the cave, illuminated by silkworms. The wind was the master-in-command It jerked the train along, like a puppet. The trip was like an endless lecture. The people endured it, their faces like stone. At last, the snake came to its torturous death. The people scurried off, prisoners released from jail. Louise Purton, Year 10

Our dining room table is oak, Monolothic, Squat, Polished lovingly To a well-fed shine. Reflecting many faces Seen at dinner-parties. The second cousin from Israel Whose wife is An expert on family history. And the science professor Who told us with relish That our palm tree Was really a banana tree. Their faces shone on our table. Elongated Candle-lit, Scarred by the dark grain Of the golden wood Emma Mestitz, Year 12

AT THE CIRCUS An acrobat dangling like a spider from his thread,A monkey jumping up and down like a little boy in bed, The crowd was on fire, An elephant rolling along like a bald tyre, The constant sounds like a drum beat, Voices running up and down, Out go the crowds like a herd of cattle. Paul Tsitas, Year 10 48

EXAM SUPERVISION AT THE PRESBYTERIAN SCHOOL Voices arch up outside this room: student chatter, laughter, shouts buttressed by the iron of a teacher's fiat Within, these novitiates bow devout before the expectant scripts of their confession in silent speech fill up this space with the fervour of new expertise. Black-gowned old Calvin walks between the isolate desks that face the cleanwashed board' no ikons there, no symbols for the weal to trust, no chalky truths, now only mine addresses mind, grasping at the gravel of facts, to sift and lift out of the silt mosaic creeds. The script becomes the book of selfjudgement. Perhaps the elect are certified already knowing the secret glow of grace; the rest confirm in writing how right it is they are condemned Calvin fixes his approving look where above the board the clock hands are upraised: their God sits in judgement, manifest I time. Stop writing now. Wendy Morgan

THE WICKED SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH I remember as a child, after dinner, my father would be the first to leave the table. None would dare leave before him for fear of igniting his volatile temper. He was a fearsome, overpowering man and none of us would dispute his authority. Sometimes father would keep my mother, brother and me at the table for over half an hour, during which none of us spoke. My brother and I coul do nothing to amuse ourselves throughout this after dinner silence, for it would result in a scathing look from father. When he did finally rise from the table, he would go and out and sit on the verandah, whatever the weather. Sometimes on the way out, he would pick the Bible up off the sideboard. When he did this, we knew he could call us out for a 'few words'. One such night occurred during a hot summer when all of us were tired and on edge. As expected, he called us out. Father, who had had his usual after dinner drinks, was more than a little irritable. Mother brought her old needlepoint and sat down on the rocking chair, my brother and I sat on the floor and leant against the railings. "Sit up straight and cross your legs!" he shouted. Today his bellowing voice still rings clear in my ears and sometimes I think I hear him calling me again, like a foghorn in the distance. I can remember him looking at us, the whites of his eyes glistening against the moonlight like those of a dead man. There was silence, he opened the big Black bible, with its yellow, worn pages, smelling of mothballs. He was always telling us of its having been on every continent in the world, carried in the hands of his great missionary ancestor. Father still looked us then directly at me. He began.

"The MEEK shall inherit the earth: and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace," he looked at my brother. "The WICKED plotteth against the just and gnashed upon him with his teeth," he spat. He looked back at the Bible then out at the sky. "The Lord shall laugh at him: for he seeth that his day is coming. "He snapped the book shut. "Children, do you understand what that means? Hm?" "Yes father." It was always the same. "On you do do you?" his nicotine ridden laughter came forth from his monstrous gut. "He's probably laughing at you," his guffawing came to an abrupt halt. That death look again. An ill feeling came over me as I realised what had issued forth from my lips. For once my thoughts were words, they had formed themselves on my lips. My mother rose quickly to usher us off to bed but was intercepted by father's raised hand. Oh those horrible eyes, staring. I was shaking, my brother was shaking, the whole world was shaking. "Stand up when I speak to you!" he shouted. I did so, though I don't quite know how those wobbly little legs allowed it. "Josephine", he whispered hoarsely," "are you meek? Or are you wicked?" I wanted to swallow, my tongue was so big in my mouth, but I couldn't, my jaw had clamped up. He clutched my forearm. Now nothing existed but my father and I. "Will you not answer your father?" still whispering, "Or do I have to answer for you? Come, come, I'm sure you know the answer." 49

"I am wicked," I whispered, for that was all my throat could produce. He let go of my numb arm and smiled. "That's right. Now I don't want you to speak to me ever again unless I speak first. Is that very clear?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes, father." My mother rose again, my brother had apparently scuttled off. Her hand on my shoulder, she led me inside and left father to sit staring out into the night. Up in my room, we sat on my bed. "I think father is wicked and I am meek. Do you think God is laughing at father? He said God laughs at wicked people." "Of course not. Your father is not wicked, he's just fearful." "Of what?" "Of God, which is what you should be young lady." "I'm not scared of God, I'm scared of Father. I also hate him and he hates me!" "Now that's wicked!" she scolded, "And now that you've got your nightdress on, I think you should hop into bed." "Even if I am wicked, I still think I'll inherit the earth." Mother kissed me and turned out the light. "I think its already been inherited," she said to herself. Then she closed the door, leaving me in the dark. Lisa Foster, Year 10

THEY HAVE KNIFED STRAZLIKINSKY Somewhere, In this swirling darkness His body lies. The ceaseless traffic stretches the Wisps of fog That hang above the road. It reminds me of gauze, Fine, like muslin. Strazlikinsky will have need of gauze To stop the blurred circle of red Growing any larger. Perhaps it is too late. Somewhere, On a sheet of muddied snow, His body will be outstretched His arms askew, That cruel mouth opens Framing his last words That fall back into his mouth As clouds in the wintery air. Ice is encrusted on his beard And snow outlines his watery eyes. I have wiped the knife clean on the snow.

THE WOMAN IN GREY Often on those delicious summer days So languorous and saltry, A telegramme would blow in — Stop — To warn us that she was coming, A sudden change, And we'd rush back inside. Yet we were never ready for her, So that she suddenly stormed in — Froze our fading flesh, And chilled us with her pale smile. We ran from her ghastly presence To the comfort of the fireside. I never heard her speak, Though on cold mornings Her breath had frosted the windows. I never saw her there, Yet on our frost-bitten lawns Lay her milk-white coverlet. Every morning she was waiting, As I burrowed from my bed, Her teeth nipped my raw skin. She always hid by the open window, To bruise and pinch those who passed With her cold and colourless fingers. Now though, she has moved away again To the other side of the world, Yet she may suddenly visit us In the dark of afternoon. Hers is the cold grip of winter That comes but once a year.

1. The cart and the man, fading, Hold my attention, Framed by the dusty pane, Inside a candle stutters, And Freud stares at me from the table, Knowingly, As his words ebb off the page And dance in front of the fire. Blinded, I search for my drink, And knock the picture of my wife to the floor. Broken; a splintered wedding gown. The dog, awake, whines And I turn away afraid to listen to the silence. 2. The glass often cracked, Points to a world I do not know. All I hear is the rose, Lonely at the bottom of the garden; And can only think of the trees, their heads bowed in prayer. Then the pounding in my head ceases. I slip and fall Nothing matters now but the quiet, white light; And the glass often cracked 3. I am resolved The dove on my table no longer understands That the night, Tainted, Holds my identity. Yet a young boy wandering quietly by, Tells me that the true image lies, Creased, In the polished drawer of my desk But the milk on the stove has turned sour, So I leave And bury the key where the neighbours will find it. Nicholas Gebhardt Seventeen. Time flows like wine through my fingers Staining them red Taste the memory of ripening grapes, Sun-warm and dusty purple The photographs of a person no longer me; A child in the green shadow of the vine. And each Now, a new Me. The hot grapes ferment with a froth of hope. Glass imprisons — reality constricts — The horizon as untouchable as the dark fragrance. Perhaps it brings a slow disillusionment As the wine matures, acid and heavy Liquid ruby with a gleam like a secret, Waiting to be swallowed Seventeen. Catching at time with my fingernails. Like wine, I ache, evaporating. Liz Everist, Year 12 50

THE STEM — THE ENDING I know I must Fight that Whiter mouse, My latest Combatant. But I am neither perfect nor imperfect: There is no future for me but death. I love, warn against, rule and hear it But presently the mouse will conquer, Black and white, nominative and oblative. A.J. Rutherford

THE SAVAGE SEA The motor boat powers through the crystal sea; an axe splitting wood But suddenly the noise dies and the boat drifts aimlessly on the never ending highway. The sea wakes from its deep sleep; a monster stirs. The towering waves engulf the boat like the coming of night. At last the monster rests leaving its prey scattered over the sea; a broken window. Matthew Bracher, Year 10 Thick and green the grass grew. It needed mowing but Joseph was tired and ill And could no longer manage the weighty machine. He sat on the shabby verandah and smoked his pipe. Joseph Grey. His name growing old and weary with hint Grey eyes, grey hair, grey skin. Slowly and steadily he puffs, waiting for dusk. Sarah. Beautiful and brassy. Calling to him to stir his legs. Copper hair, shimmering through the haze. Yellow cat-eyes, pouting mouth. Her nylon legs, large and raw. Move your stumps old man. Impatient hips. A tray of food in his wrinkled lap. Bye now gramps. The clang of the rusty gate, her clicking heels. The meal is dry, arid A desert in his mouth. He leaves it for the cats. He lets the light fall away from his eyes. And notices that they grass needs cutting. Perhaps.... In the morning. Sophie Gebhardt

SOLIP - TUDE I shall take you into my confidence and reveal to you my innermost self. I have a confession to make, I am a confirmed solip. In contemplation of this fact, I realise I must be telling all this to myself, since no-one else exists, except in my imagination. Now I shall tell you something rather brilliant, even if I do say so myself. I trust this is all in the strictest confidence. Well, here it is — I have the proof of everybody else's nonexistence. After all 'cogito ergo sum' — rather catchy don't you think? However, to return to the topic; I know I think and therefore I exist, but I have no evidence whatsoever that any of the people in my world think. I therefore remain unsatisfied as to their reality.

AN AFRICAN CRY In memory of my friends in South Africa S. CARRAILL My eyes devoured the lines which nestled in the furry veins of A4 paper And my guilty tears fell like streams trickled and thickened into a coagulated mass 0 Africa....where are your people now? A forsaken people The cow-hide drum will beat no more The chorus of babies' cries will be lost in a void of scarred silence.

My planned aim in life is to live in complete solitude, remote from all those people who populate my imaginary world. I care nothing for their gripes and groans, their moneygrabbing, their aspirations, their petty little nuclear conflicts. If I weren't a solip I would probably be the proverbial fence-sitter, positioned on a nice cosy fence complete with penthouse and raised above the burning martyrs, the pot-smoking greenies and the feminists all with their high blood pressure and even higher psychiatry bills. Perhaps one day I might feel inclined to climb down from my perch and accidentally be mistaken for a matyr. I have no desire to be impaled. It's safer to live in SOLIPTUDE. K.G.

Yes, the Umfolozi1 is barren now Her bed lies open Yellow, poisoned and weeping

WHY I NEVER STUDIED H.S.C. GEOGRAPHY I have an inherent fear of navigation. I can't even get to the local supermarket without at least two sherpas, a hurricane lamp, an flatable rubber dinghy and a distress flare. My past failures in geographical fields hang heavy on my shoulders. In form one social science, I changed the face of the earth, by placing the Blue Nile in what my distraught teacher later identified as Sussex. I still remember the poor lady who attempted to give me a little knowledge of geography; and only succeeded in teaching me to spell Missouri, Duluth and combine harvester. However, I did gain from a little further education: there was the geography excursion to the Huntly Bauxite Crusher where I learnt both how to change a flat tyre on a fifty tonne truck, and that baked-bean sandwiches go soggy after a few hours in a paper bag. I ask myself: for how many years did I think that a Himalaya was akin to a pekinese? What little knowledge I do have of geography is patchy; I shudder to remember the images "Baked Alaska" evoked in me. Geography, for me, hardly conjures romantic images of fearless explorers fighting their environment. Magellan, the fool, sailed off into the blue, and was only saved by virtue of the world being round. Columbus stumbled onto America after losing India and Hartog and Pelsart would never have found Western Australia if they hadn't waltzed to the forcible embrace of the "roaring forties". But what really shattered any romance for me in geography, was my sister. She ran off with a man called Leichhardt and was never seen again. "National Geographic" is no institution in our house. The only image it conjures up for me is of young school-boys ogling wellendowed black women. I think that there must be something seriously wrong with those people who feel the urge to travel to distant places and click away furiously with Kodak Instamatics.

0 Africa....can you hear the vulture's call? With spear in one hand, Revolver in the other, (Passionate aims in both) You are the synthesis of a confused culture. Suspended on a sliver of what once was....

I suppose that I must resign myself to the fact that map and compass turn into lethal weapons in my hands. Perhaps it's just this difficulty I have....telling north from south.

Africa, you are the still-born child the stone-deaf mute the cesspool of strangled cries.

Nicole Saunders

The thunder roars across a darkening Highveld2 sky 0 Africa, can you hear your people cry... ? 0 Africa. 1 Umfolozi — Plateau on which the province of Transvaal is situated. 2 Highveld a river in southern Natal

LEVEL 9 PEN PORTRAITS Did you ever see: A hippopotamus? Thick-skinned, mud-waddling sun-lazing grotesque. (KB.) A swan? Black-bodied, bobbing-buoyant, swiftlyswimming, graceful. (M.H.) A snail? Hard-shelled, s limey-trailed, slipperybodied, sluggish. (S.M.) A dolphin? High-diving, water-blowing, skin-finned, friendly. (S.M.) A rapid? Rough-tumbling, rock-populated, swiftcoursing, whitewashed (N.K.) A dog? Fur-coated, short-eared, flea-filled, lovable. (D.D.) A cow? Calf-mother, milk-provider, grass-eater, bull-wife. (L.J.) A snake? White-fanged, belly-walker, rat-killer, deadly. (L.J.) An ostrich? Bare-legged, beady-eyed, feather-ruffled, big chicken. (J.P.) A duck? Fluffy-feathered, roly-poly, wistfullywaddling, cute. A frog? Green-backed, licorice-tongued, bulbouseyed, flyeater. (P.T.)

A pizza face, sprinkled with pimples. (C.C.) Liquid paper — snow on a page. (F.V.) A brown jumper — the kangaroo. (F.B.)

Choking many plants Giving them a rotten death Master killer, weed (P.S.) Rough padded foreshore calm, gentle waves bubble by carpeted in weed (Anon) Fat water wader leathery skinned, saucer-nosed Hippopotamus (L.J.) A cat's flannelled tongue the corrugated sea on a windy day (K.B.) Thorny cactus, a drunk's stubble (K.B.) A city skyline like the ends of McDonald's french-fries. (R.G.)

LEVEL 9 WORDSMITHS The pages of an ageing book flapping like loose skin. (K.B.) A hungry fork devouring a mountain of food (K.B.) The sky, a blurred pattern rubbing against the earth. (K.B.) 52

The rumbling tummy of a volcano. (S.M.) The toaster popping in for breakfast (S.M.) Rain sweating from a humid sky. (R.G.) A train sprinting to a rendezvous. (KG.) The moon, hung in the heavens, like a dove. (M.H.) The rock face, a compact mass of strength. (M.H.) Fish playing catch us if you can. (L.J.) Spider's web dewed with a chain of pearls. (L.J.) Salmon springding up the current. (P.TJ Shot lightning streaming through a pitch sky. (A.N.) A fire siren screaming to pedestrians to clear the way. (R.H.) A folding table nursing crippled legs. (R.R) A meandering river searching for the sea (T.B.) The camel's hump of a sand-dune. (N.K.) The flat battery of an ocean becalmed (R.B.) Lightning hurled like an electric spear. (D.D.) Wood rotting from a gangrene stump. (P.S.)

MEMORIES OF AN OLD MAN I should of been in school that day. But I weren't. I was down by the river, with Todd, and we were swimming. Cold the water was and we swum in nothing but our skins. I can remember it now, it weren't even a nice day. Grey the sky was, and it rained every now and again. Poll was with us too. She didn't come swimming, she sat on the bank with her eyes closed and dreamt. Dreamt a lot, did Poll, she was always the one late to school, late to church, forgot her gloves, her hanky. My, she were clever though, I always thought Poll would get somehere, do something, live in the city perhaps. That day, we should of been in school that day. The teacher were a mean lady. Tall and skinny with greasy hair. She hit us with her bony hand, she wore lots of sparkling rings. We didn't like her much and she didn't like me and Todd and Poll. We were the eldest kids and knew more about fishing and weather and animal's sores than she did. She hated us. She had mean eyes. Not like Poll, Poll has nice eyes, blue-grey eyes. Like the water that day. It sucked with little slurps at our fingers and toes. Like the lambs that sat in front of our fire in the early spring and Mother feeds them with warm milk. They scrambled over us and leave messes under the furniture. Their wriggling bodies were so warm. But they were so cold when they were dead. Dad would try and get rid of the dead ones before we came downstairs but sometimes we would reach out to stroke a little head and it woul be cold. Cold as the water that day. And we should of been in school. Instead we dived into soft mud and came up speckled. Like the speckled eggs we ate for breakfast. The rooster would attack our legs when we went to collect the eggs as they lay snuggly in their nests. Dad bought a friendly rooster home one day. He cut the vicious one's head off and we ate it that night. I kept a silky feather. I would stroke it and it would shiver in the gas light. As the reeds shivered in the light breeze that day. It whipped Poll's hair into her eyes so she held it back with one hand. Poll's hair was so soft. To touch it was like touching the head of my spaniel Bart. He was beautiful was Bart. But he killed a sheep. Then I can remember the echo of the shot but not the shot itself. I can remember the yelp of my spaniel. I was allowed to bury him. The thudding of the dirt on the body was like the banging in our ears as we dived deeper and deeper in that murky river.

That day, the day we should of been in school, it rained. At school the children would be staring out the wet windows and wondering where we are. Thinking that we were home, in front of the fire. The teacher, too, would be wondering. Wondering when she should go to see our parents. She'd knock heavily on the door. Mother would answer. Hello Mrs. Tate, says teacher. Hello ma'am, says mother. Its about your children Mrs. Tate, says teacher. Come in ma'am, says mother. Thank you. You see they weren't at school today, says teacher facing the window. Oh dear, says poor mother. Well Mrs. Tate! Do you plan to remonstrate? teacher asks. Of course ma'am, says mother not knowing what it means. Very good Mrs. Tate. I hope I see them tomorrow, says teacher walking towards the door. Goodbye Mrs. Tate, teacher is stepping over the sick dog. Goodbye Ma'am, says mother shutting the door. She sits on the floor and nurses the heavy head of the sick dog on her lap. She spoons brandy into its open mouth. Teacher, mean-mouthed, goes home, sits down in front of a fire, reads a book and nibbles on sweets wrapped in silver foil. They crackle like the leaves I sit on, next to Poll, as we watch Todd the fish dive in and out, up and down.

Poll would get frightened. She'd rush to the edge and peer over into the ripples. She'd laugh, though, when we'd finally come up for air. Todd could stay down the longest. He was half fish was Todd, we thought. Poll and I would wait forever for that red face to gasp through the surface. Then we would look at each other and laugh with relief. 53

Poll shivers so I give her my jumper. I sit in shorts and shirt, goose bumps on my arms. Poll hunches over until she is about half her size. It rains. We sit under a large tree. It is cold. Todd dances in the water. He imitates the gawky movements of our teacher as she tries to make us move gracefully. We have the grace of young kittens. Now one two three children. Listen to me. Hear the beat? Now follow it. Dum da Dum da da Dum. Come on, move up you silly boy. Now again. One two three. Me and Poll laugh. It weren't even a nice day that day. It rained. The wind blew. We were happy. Our hair was still wet when we tiptoed into the kitchen. The sun was setting. Where you been? says mother, her voice laughs with her eyes. We been at school, says Poll. Sure, sure, says mother, now git!. We go, We leave muddy footprints on the floor. Mother cleans them up. The teacher eats sweets and reads a book. The river is high the next day. Flowing roughly and it is chocolate brown. We go to school and watch the rain run down the windows. We wonder where Johnny McCann is. He should of been at school that day. I'm sure we learnt something deathly important. I wish I could remember what it was Sophie Gebhardt, Year 11

THE READER We knew they had once existed of course; but their memory was almost gone, gone with that twentieth century concept of work which, towards the end, only a few reactionaries had practised — telling their wives they were going to the Health Club, but really going to Work. Then they too had disappeared and the New Age had truly begun. So we were suspicious at first. We thought he was a fake. After all, he had lived here for sixty years and had never told us that he could read. I don't think he ever really did tell anyone. It was Mrs. Pritchett who started the rumour. She claimed she saw him reading to his wife one night. They were on the verandah, in the heavy-sweet summer twilight. She said he was reading something called Wordsworth. The town, curious, gathered around the weather-board house in Watson Avenue and stood, sipping champagne out of crystal glasses, listening to the soft words mingling with the slow hum and rumble of cars on the freeway. Satisfied that he was authentic, we built him a gilt cage, and put him in the Mall where everyone could see him. His wife was reimbursed for the loss of her husband and put aluminium awnings on the house in Watson Avenue. The old man, confused, read volumes of Wordsworth, Dickens, and Encyclopedia Britannica while small boys ate chocolate bars and put sticky fingers on the cage. Oriental tourists took photographs, and when the President was here, he shook the old man's hand. The summer sun was hot; the water on the beach sparkled, and the old man's voice grew hoarse reciting Homer. The town gradually forgot about him that hot, hectic summer. We went to our parties, to the theatre, played golf and tennis and occasionally wondered why we had no time for leisure. Autumn came like the crackling of old, yellow newspaper and the Orientals and the American women with the large mouths and small intellects left. The town settled down under a sediment of silence, driven here by the southerly winds. The old man sat in his cage and read the collected works of Shakespeare. The gilt had worn off the cage where boys had rubbed their hands; and the old man's voice had almost disappeared. No-one listened to him anymore. So the council replaced him with a fountain and a controversial sculpture, and put him away in their yard with the rusting bulldozers. We used to walk past the yard on the way to the shops. The pages of the old man's books were warped and yellow; mice had eaten the covers. His coat hung off him like paint that was peeling. It was not until late in Spring that we realised he was dead. The Council put him in a black suit and had his stuffed; they reguilded the cage and placed it back in

the Mall, next to the fountain. In the summer the Orientals and the Americans returned, and someone from the University told us he was the World's Last Reader. The Council put him on a pedestal in the Town Hall and now charges $2 for adults, $1 for children, to see him. He is the pride of our town, and we even have a holiday, commemorating his discovery. He is probably the most significant find of the New Age.

ness of the land. Even the boys were not at their usual rowdy games, but sat in the dust, drew pictures or argued sulkily with each other. The two girls laughed and giggled as they crushed seeds into powder. But there was a tense, expectant air about their movements and, when the first roll of thunder was heard in the distance, they fell silent. Both were reminded of Nubununa. He was coming to Karen Goldsworthy take Jinini as his wife. All the land was still, the parched earth waiting impatiently for the promised rain. Thunder rumbled and rolled around the sky along the horizon, gradually moving towards The war rages. Not in the usual manner we the little gathering of huts. It seemed to Jinini are accustomed to, but quietly. There are no to be the embodiment of her fears. reports of who is winning and there never will As the sun sank lower still into a second bank be. The nations make threats — a war in of cloud, the golden light faded to the dull infancy, a war in the beginning. We listen to grey of early dusk. A man appeared on the far the quiet broadcast of a President's threat- side of the campsite, unknown, foreign to this ening. I hear the silent screams, and feel the tribe. Immediately, the elders rose to greet pain again, of soldiers who have fought, who him, this stranger. When, however, after have died, to see that war might lose. Now I formal geetings had been passed, fingers see that the beast lives in all our hearts. were pointed in the girls' direction, his identity The war rages. The computer terminal is was unmistakable. Jinini dropped her eyes fully manned, automated and loaded. Cross- but not before she caught a sidelong look of fire is continuous from nation to nation empathy from her companion. across the radio waves. The fight and agg- The men moved to one side of the campfires ression have started, yet death in its final to talk of tribal matters while the women form has not yet begun. When the actual prepared the final parts of the meal. Together killing starts, it will be total. One nation will the girls collected their tools and went to be no more. Yet which one will be better off? fetch water to mix the flat-cake paste. On the The death of a nation will crush with equal way neither spoke of what was in their minds. strength the other nation. What will happen Jinini was unusually quiet; brooding on what to the attacker? The death of a nation is truly the future held. She seemed to have been a vast and lethal responsibility. swallowed by the turbulence of the coming The war rages. I watch the sunset, coinciding storm, her whole being engulfed within it. with the radio broadcast — the war is over. While the men were eating, Jinini glanced The killing had begun and is over. Violent shyly at Nubununa. He looked nearly forty hues of orange mix unevenly with crimson years old and the scars of his initiation could and finally, as blackness approaches, run be seen white on the dark skin of his chest. He into a pink horizon. The war is over. It is dark glanced up and caught her eye, and Jinini, in and there are no stars. The enemy nation is confusion and embarrassment, turned away. forgotten. It never existed. That nation will She did not look again. never be visited again. No one has that much courage. The war has finished, but something The fading light in which they finished their meal was lit, at intervals, by flashes of else, something worse....stirs! lightning, followed by the bark and snarl of Philip Smurthwaite thunder, now almost directly overhead. The silence between these outbursts was broken only by the howling of the dogs and the murmuring of mothers comforting terrified children. Jinini recognised the smell of Under the shade of a golden wattle sat the coming rain. Somehow, she felt this held a young girls. The small yellow balls sticking hint of hope. to their tangled hair and to the perspiration on As the first drops fell there was a general their smooth young bodies. They were little movement and people began to go off in pairs pools of light in the heavy atmosphere which or singly to their own particular huts. Jinini's covered the land. The sky overhead was father.rose and pointed out to Nubunana one black and overcast, yet the sun had sunk which had been set aside for him. It was big beneath the level of the clouds in the west and enough for two and when she looked up at everything was left lit up with a hot, dusty, them her father beckoned to her; she knew it glowing light. had to be so. Tiny children played quietly near the huts, He introduced them. Nubununa greeted her hushed by the oppressive heat and the still- formally as he was expected to, and she 54

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replied in the same manner. Nubununa would have started to talk of common things but the thunder interrupted and the rain became quite heavy, promising to slake the thirst of the parched land. Jinini's father bade them both goodnight and hurried off towards his own shelter and waiting wife. Now they were together; alone. Inside the trianagular construction there was only room to lie side by side on a single layer of kangaroo skins. She crawled in and lay stiff beside him, silently waiting. Although his cold, damp body was already touching hers, she shuddered when his hand touched her, unashamedly exploring what was now his property in the chequered darkness. She shut her eyes tightly, wanting to withdraw from the suffocating nearness of him. Once she opened them, and a flash of lightning saw him staring at her, with no particular expression on his face. When he noticed she was looking he smiled and the yellowing teeth and sour breath made her feel sick. But she could not ignore the feeling he aroused in her. The incessant pounding of rain on the roof and the sweet smell rising into the close, humid air, numbed her and she fell asleep. All through the night the thunder hung ominously nearby, rumbling uncomfortably every now and then. It was the echo of Jinini's dreams. He woke her before daybreak. They were leaving early because the day promised to be hot. She gathered her things together unconsciously while she turned over in her mind the events of the evening before. Now she knew what it meant to be a wife. She knew what was expected of her and now she knew why the others stayed with their husbands. The air was crisp and clear in the piccaninny dawn. Everything appeared bright and the sunlight was sharp. Tattered clouds raced across the sky, jostling one another in their hurry. The breeze was light and the ground was damp but there was a faintly uneasy feeling hanging in the shadows; there had not been enough rain and the land was not satisfied. David Dawson

COMPUTER STUDIES PAPER Two women were twisted around a table setting in the light of a few weak strands of the winter sun. Teacups chinked, the teapot hurriedly dribbled its song of warm service and the digital am/fm clock on the laminex gazed out over the seasoned tableau, welcoming and faithfully dispatching each second, minute and hour. In each day there was a certainty — the afternoon. An afternoon would always hold somthing to do, someone to meet or discuss, there would always be a framework to slowly weave the rest of the day through. Today was Tuesday and Carol's friend, Lynne was around. It had taken the weekend for Rod, Carol's husband, to decide that she needed a new car. Her Corolla had broken down a few too many times, and to avoid any more maintenance costs, a new car was the logical solution. Having the extra money for decisions like "let's buy a new car" had always appealed to Carol. However, despite her financial freedom, she was restrained by her family. She had to look after Rod (so he could make more money) and the house and her son Brandt whose shy, retiring personality proved a constant worry to Carol. "Each day at a time" was the way Carol lived. She knew there was a small, but tangible accomplishment at the end of each day. There was no real necessity for her to think deeply because with such structures as the ones that had risen around her daily routine there was nothing other than to live and perform within them to the best of her capabilities. They decided on the Nissan Bluebird because it was big and stylish for Rod to use sometimes and easy for Carol to control. Getting a free Commodore Computer with the Nissan was a nice surprise — but it didn't sell them the car. The computer was in the boot of the Bluebird. It was protected in plastic, foam and cardboard. It was a Commodore, model XV6 — or something. The X and they were enough to put Carol off. She just wanted to take it home and leave it in the wrapper — but the Nissan man insisted on her seeing a demonstration model. Carol stared at the computer. There was a flat typewriter (he called it a keyboard), a television screen (he called it a display unit) and a little box at the side. The man wrestled a little piece of plastic and paper, not unlike a record cover, into the box. All of the Commodore's components were somehow wired up to each other. The salesman fiddled around, tapping confused abbreviations straight onto the screen. He muttered like a drunk priest saying his prayers — all about programmes and logos. Carol felt like she was back at school. When 55

at school, she'd often felt a strange urgency to learn about what the teachers called "socially relevant issues", issues that were having a great effect on the world. She'd earnestly tried to be interested and involved, but somehow socially relevant issues held her attention like soapy marbles. So here she was, some twenty years later — staring straight at another important issue and feeling exactly the same. She was a long way from Silicon Valley. — "I reckon the computer revolution is in full swing", the Nissan man said, switching the machine off. "Every home is gunna have one of these in five years time. Nissan wants its buyers to get a head start for a great future! Next year, I bet you won't be able to do without one of these Commodores." "Really?" said Carol "and what do you do with yours here?" "Well, er, we've had this computer offer here at Nissan in Geelong for about two weeks. Before that, to be quite honest, I was too scared to go near one of the things. Anyway, head office up at Melbourne handle all the Maths stuff and all so this is just a demo model," he replied, tapping the Commodore. "Anyway, Dave'll fix you up and get it into the car — I've gotta run", he said, spotting a couple eyeing a yellow station wagon. On the way home Carol looked at the trees, telephone poles and buildings. What could this great change and revolution be when Carol couldn't see a thing? A casserole was in the oven when Rod and Brandt got home that night. "I picked up the Bluebird today, love," "Great! What about the Commodore?" asked Brandt. "Yes, it's in the living room — unopened". Brandt whooped toward the computer, but his dad intervened. "Now, son, let Dad take care of this, I know all about computers and they're delicate machinery — not for little boys." "But Mum", Brandt said turning to Carol, "I know about them too. I learn them at school, they let me do my Maths and English on them. They never had computers when Dad was at school". "I know Brandt, but he's had to learn a bit about them for his job," said Carol. Rod sat amongst the discarded packagings hurrying through an instruction manual, reading bits aloud, he laid all the pieces out but still couldn't understand. Finally he surrended to his ten year old. "Brandt, did you say you know a bit on computers?" An hour and a half later Brandt was seated up front of the Commodore having a game of

Pac Man. Rod kept his distance like a cat from a sprinkler.

the company heads and I," he said, matterof-factly.

About five months after that time, whilst cleaning Brandt's bedroom, Carol reflected on the computer. It had added a new side to Brandt and Rod.

"Computers do you mean?" asked Carol. "Of course, computers. They've all read my report and are very excited. The job redundancy programs are being set up for two hundred of our staff'. "What?" said Carol, "Are you really going to sack them?" "Yes. If we employ five computer operators we will maximize our profits because we'll be paying for less labour and doing the job in half the time", he said.

Every night she heard the regular sound of tapping on The Keyboard. Brandt spent hours hunched over the machine programming games, playing with patterns — thinking computers. Rod recovered from his initial ignorance and the embarrassment it caused him and had began using Brandt's technical knowledge to research the potential for a computer takeover in his company. Rod felt that some decisions had to be made. Would it be more profitable to replace a bulk of the staff with computers? Or would his own morality and union pressure not yield to the computer revolution? Through his use of the Commodore he found himself shedding an old briefcase business attitude and stepping into a powerful new medium. That same medium was the same one that engulfed little Brandt. Carol looked about his room and compared it to Lynne's son's, Neil's bedroom. Neil's room was posters and cluttered cupboards, aeroplanes hanging from the ceiling, books, guns; flags, matchbox cars and A-team paraphernalia. Brandt was the antithesis of how little boys ought to be, thought Carol. While Neil was loudly at home, with all his friends in his wild ten year old splendid lair — Brandt kept only the computer in his room. His extreme shyness had paired him with an unjudgemental friend — the Commodore. He spent his days with the hurried buzz of Pac Man while his real education roared away outside. Carol's own influence was shut out every time he closed the door to his room and switched the machine on. Many things were upset in Carol, routines and schedules were altered to allow for the Commodore's influence on Rod and Brandt. Carol knew hardly a thing about computers, but the way the computer had intruded into her house had lead her to judge it harshly. She disliked Rod's telling her again and again all about the technological revolution when she couldn't see any change. She hated her son having more fun blowing up enemy missiles and doing calculations than he did camping, or going shopping or playing with Neil. She wanted to smash that computer right in front of them both. A free computer indeed! She was paying for it right now! One night when Rod came home, he seemed a little more relieved than he had been since writing his research report on the viability of a computer takeover in his company. "We had a meeting on them today — all of

"But doesn't those pose a moral problem for you? Just think what that decision will do to two hundred people's future. Jobs like that are hard to find and it's the only job half those people can do," she said. Rod admitted it had been a bit of a problem for him but he said he recognized the computer revolution couldn't be stopped. His company was a high profit organization. Carol couldn't see why they should make more money and add to unemployment. It was obvious Rod had yielded illogically to his ideas of a "glorious revolution" and "brave new world" no matter how grandiose they were. Perhaps his powerful position would be made obsolete in time? The decision had upset Carol, but she supported her husband like a good wife should and settled back, still untouched by any great change. The Commodore had grown in size, now it had a word processing unit attached for Rod to write progress reports on. Brandt got chocolate all over it, after using it one night. The next day Carol was cleaning it when a strange thing happened, she passed the chux super-wipe over the keyboard — it turned on. Absentmindedly Carol tapped a letter — it was transferred on to the screen. Then, with a dirty chuckle, a resentful movement, she tapped out: "F Computers". This was very out of character for her and she was delighted. The computer may be able to do a lot, but it wasn't offended. There was no "I beg your pardon" in sonorous computer talk. It was unjudgemental and had no power over what was glowing in green on the display unit. She typed up a few more damning phrases and then wrote down the lyrics of an ad jingle. She looked around. It was 10.30 a.m., so she wrote that down. Then she described all of the objects in the room in small sentences like: "The chair squeaked like a young policeman". That was silly but fun. She often saw print-out paper lying around the house from the word processor and wondered if she could print out what she'd written. So Carol rang up Rod and much to his surprise asked him how to print out on the processor. Gleefully, she watched the machine type into real life all of her cursing and 56

description. The things she could do! She could write stories, nobody had told her that she couldn't or that she was expected to. She spent that afternoon by the computer writing a piece on how much she hated computers and their effect on ten year olds. She printed it out and when she re-read it, it made perfect sense! She cooked dinner and then watched TV while Brandt used the computer. The next day, after the cleaning she was back on it, learning a few punctuation skills and doing a story on the cleaning. All the time she felt totally at ease with the Commodore. She gave herself over totally to the creative process, rather than using as computer "because it was there". Carol was using a tool in its truest sense because it was the most effective means to an end. Of course Rod's computer use was also a means to an end, but his use had expectations and forced change too quickly. Brandt used the tool as a defence and as a reason for being isolated from society. That year Carol finished nine short stories, not because she desperately wanted to say anything but because she felt like it. She wrote about her life, her daily routine and the people around her. She was easy to understand stand. For her, self-expression was fun and came as easily as doing dishes. But what about the others? Rod kept on researching the technological revolution with a businessman's fervour. He forced technological changes before they naturally occurred. The real revolution went on. Brandt receded into his Commodore. He didn't bother with the brave, wonderful new world that Rod was glorifying but concerned himself with keeping small and playing thr never-ending game of Pac Man. The real revolution went on. Carol had her stories published in women's magazines and now had a column in The Women's Weekly as a result of their appeal and success. She attended women's clubs, telling how she discovered a creative side with the word processor. She encouraged women to do the same, and use their spare time to create whilst still keeping their all important jobs as housewives. A real revolution occurred here. Carol had discovered the computer for what it really was, a convenience on which her own ideas travelled toward their completion. Naomi Dn

FRENCH FRENCH REPORT

ACHIEVEMENTS

The sixth form French class of 1984 was relatively small with two boys and seven girls at the onset and one boy and six girls at the end of term three. Despite the reduction in numbers we all considered French to be an integral part of our school curriculum and a very interesting and beneficial one at that. With the keen guidance of Dr. Farrall, Mrs. Champness, Madame Dailey and Madame Ivelja, French students from year 9 to year 12 survived the academic year displaying many improvements in the areas of grammar, conversation and listening comprehension. Some excellent results were gained by students at all levels in the Alliance Francaise competition held at Geelong Grammar. Special mention should be given to Phillipa Hale, Diana Ng and Simon Chalmers who won the regional first prizes for their age groups.

FRENCH COMPETITIONS

Throughout the year French students enjoyed many curricular as well as extracurricular activities. To highlight the literature option and frequent discussions of French literature, some students attended an English version of Moliere's Scapin. During class time we were also given a very interesting lesson on French art by the resident artist, Tom Carment. During the September holidays, Kim Patterson, Sophie Dunoon, Fiona Russell, Jamie Robertson and Georgia Stewart attended the Alliance Francaise camp in Richmond. Although the prospect of classes during the much needed vacation was daunting, we all enjoyed ourselves and benefited from associating with native French speakers and other French students from all around Victoria. The year was rounded off informally with a sixth form dinner at Pimento's in Pakington Street. All enjoyed the French cuisine, beaujolais wine — courtesy of Madame Dailey, and our attempts at French conversation. I am sure that the current interest in the French language will be maintained at The Geelong College and hope that there will be broadening of interest in other languages and their possible inclusion in the school curriculum in the near future. Georgia Stewart, Year 12 French student

Students from The Geelong College performed well in the competitions conducted by the Alliance Frangaise de Melbourne, held in Geelong in July. The following students did particularly well. YEAR 12 Poetry, Reading and Conversation: First Prize: Philippa Hale Very Honourable Mention: Karen Goldsworthy Kim Patterson Jamie Robertson Nicole Saunders Georgia Stewart Listening Comprehension First Prize: Philippa Hale Very Honourable Mention: Nicole Saunders Language Test Honourable Mention: Philippa Hale YEAR 11 Poetry, Reading and Conversation First Prize: Simon Chalmers Very Honourable Mention: Nicholas Galloway Clare Jenkyn Honourable Mention: Bridgette Engeler Sophie Gebhardt Listening Comprehension Very Honourable Mention: Elizabeth Apted Simon Chalmers Honourable Mention: Clare Jenkyn YEAR 10 Poetry Very Honourable Mention: Melissa Olsen Honourable Mention: Naomi Druce Annabel Hay Julie Parkes Gillian Smyth

YEAR 9 Poetry Very Honourable Mention: Andrea De Waard Catherine Graham Justine Walker Honourable Mention: Trudi Bellis Stephen Jackman Caroline Tayler Nicola Whitehead Language Test First Prize: Diana Ng A note of explanation: there are only thr levels of awards in each section. 1. First Prize 2. Very Honourable Mention (this is equivalent of equal second) 3. Honourable Mention (equivalent to equal third) S.N. Fairrall

L'ECOLE, C'EST UN CAUCHEMAR Je reve souvent le matin: normalement cela arrive avant que moi je me reveille, mais de temps en temps je trouve que je dors encore en classe! Cependant, quand je reve avant de me reveiller, j'ai des reves bizarres, incroyables et souvent effrayants. Ricemment, je reve de l'ecole (il parait que si je n'y reve pas, j'en reve!), et terriflee, je me reveille soudain. Puis je me rends compte qu'il est sept heures et demie et qu'il me faut en fait faire face a ma peur. Je ne trouve pas cela du tout agreable! Voila plusieurs semaines que j ' a i revenue je faisais un examen de mathematiques. J'etais assise dans une grande salle, et il y faisait tres froid. II n'y avait qu'un radiateur, qui etait miniscule. En tout cas, il se trouvait trop loin de ma place pour me faire du bien. J'avais les mains gele'es, les levres bleues et je claquais des dents. Aussi il me fallait repondre'a des questions provocantes, c'est ^a dire impossibles. Tout d'un coup j'ai decide'que c'etait insupportable — je m'en irais. Mais^a ma surprise je me suis rendu compte que je ne pouvais pas bouger. J'ai fait des efforts, mais en vain. Et puis j'ai pousse un grand cri....Je me suis reveillee, tremblante. Une autre fois, j'ai reve que je suis arrivee a l'ecole le matin, et je n'ai pu voir personne — la cour de recreation etait toutli fait deserte. Je me suis assise sur un banc, resolue d'attendre jusqu'a ce que les autres etudiants fussent arrives. J'ai attendu pendant toute la journee, et a cinq heures de l'apres-midi je me suis rendu compte soudain que c'etait samedi. Quand je me suis reveillee le matin, je n'ai pas du tout voulu aller a l'ecole!

de ma soeur cadette, qui etait entree dans ma chambre pour me reveiller.

L'ANARCHIE

Maintenant c'est le jour avant la rentree. J'ai besoin de dormir, mais j'ai peur que mes reves se changent en cauchemars — c'est tres difficile de ne pas penser \ l'ecole quand c'est demain la rentree. Alors, je ne me coucherai pas. C'est dommage — je vais avoir tres sommeil demain matin, et les matine'es suivantes — mais pourqoui me faut-il dormir, et rever, quand je puis avoir un cauchemar quotidien entre neuf heures et quinze heures trente?

Je ne sais pas Je ne peux point savoir "L'ignorance est la force" Vive George Orwell Vive la science "L'ignorance est la felicite" Quelqu'un Va dit Vive

Philippa Hale

Et la nuit derniere je me suis trouvee de nouveau sur les terres de l'ecole. J'ai vu au loin la salle de reunion, et je m'en suis approchee. J'ai ouvert la porte, et j'ai entendu un bruit d'applaudissements. Le principal disait, "Nous souhaitons la bienvenue a Mile Hale, qui etait etudiante ici il y a dix ans. Elle va nous parler de ses experiences des qu'elle a reussi a ses derniers examens, en classe de sixieme. Elle est maintenant chirugienne, et elle est tfes celebre. Nous devons etre fiers d'elle." II m'a vue au bas de l'escalier qui conduisait a l'etage, et, tres content de lui, il m'a fait signe de le rejoindre. Horrifiee, j'ai regarde les visages des spectateurs. J'ai vu des personnes que je connaissais, j'ai vu mes copines et j'ai remarque que, comme toujours, elles ne pretaientpas attention: elles ricanaient. Je me suis tournee vers la porte et j'ai essaye de l'ouvrir. Mais elle etait fermee a cle. J'ai fait demi-tour vers 1'assistance, et le principal — il ne paraissait plus content — ,et je me suis rendu compte que j'etais prise au piege. Tous les visages se sont leves vers moi, et maintenant ils me menacaient. J'ai voulu les ecarter....j'ai trouve"que je frappais le visage 59

Repetez* Conjuguez, Apprenez a plusieurs reprises — Pourquoi? La convention Vexige Uexigera toujours Ce n'est pas une raison Il n'y-a pas une raison IM vie de tous les jours-monotone Mais je continue — Repetez, Conjuguez, Apprenez — Pourquoi? Je ne sais pas Nick Galloway, Year 11

LATIN LATIN REPORT Latin may appear to many to be a language which declined and fell with the Dark Ages. Yet despite the growing thrills of modern science and the magnificent cultural activities which French scholars participate in next door, the Latin scholars of C14 have participated in an invigorating and what most would claim to be an enjoyable intellectual activity. This year, as usual, Year 9 were introduced to the joys of everything from the present indicative to the perfect participle. Year 9 were also introduced to the saga of Caecilius and his family, with highlights such as Quintus' destructive use of his discus and Clemens' defeat of the Egyptian thugs. Year 10 students were awe-inspired by the prospect of learning a new set of verbs — the subjunctives — and by having to put up with verbs which look passive but are really active. In their reading, Year 10 students learnt how the Romans tended to drink wine one hundred years old as revealed in The Millionaire's Dinner Party, and how the Romans finally overcame Jewish resistance at Masada. Year 11 students did not face the joyful prospect of learning so much grammar, and concentrated instead on reading unedited Latin texts such as Pliny's letters to Trajan requesting if he can set up a fire brigade and Vergil's descriptions of Aeneas' romantic holiday in Carthage. Year 12 students continued their reading of The Aeneid, and at the conclusion of the text argued if Aeneas' efforts were worthwhile. Year 12 also read Cicero's First Catilinarian Oration and agreed that this speech could offer some guidance for Mr. Peacock in his dilemma.

Latin classes extended outside the class room this year with Mr. Keary's invitation to see the Creek play, Medea. After dining at the Treble Cleff restaurant, where there was an inverse relationship between the price and quality of a meal, we entered the Melbourne Arts Theatre and rushed through the doors just in time. The play was an interesting adaptation of the original text and Zoe Caldwell did great justice to her role as Medea. Suspense was high during the play even for those who had seen it before. Yet despite such events, it is in the class room that Latin scholars tend to enjoy themselves the most. Mr. Keary has a unique teaching method which reveals both wisdom and a sense of humour within the man himself.

Despite his condemnation of people from rural backgrounds — a great irony — Mr Keary reinforces many practical ideas over and over again. Statements such as "keep calm" are not only useful for a person who panicking about what horrere means! recent years, some students have exploited Mr. Keary's good nature by presenting him with volumes of his common sayings, comics and apples. Yet he still receives these awards with a smile on his face. 1984 marks the twenty first year of Mr Keary's teaching at The Geelong College and if this is the way he has taught for twenty one years, he indeed deserves to be congratulated. John Guthri

CREATIVE ARTS FELLOWSHIPS CREATIVE ARTS FELLOWSHIPS — ARTIST IN RESIDENCE I am asked to write about the effect of the Year 11 English elective, 'Peace and War.' My part was to introduce the theme 'The Individual and War'. The effect on who, me or them? I think we may have begun to see education in a new light, self education within an education system. The opportunity to take part in this elective has been educational for me, before this I had never 'taught' a group of students. I was fascinated to see the effect of the information I was dealing with, and the effect of this 'teaching'. After all the group of people I was speaking to would not normally socialise in that way; the class room is an experiment in disparate personalities, yet we manage well. We learn, in spite of the prison like sociability of schools. Not a pleasant subject War, especially Nucleur War. I had been one of the resident artists only weeks before, not equated with such matters normally. Of course my art work proves there is a connection, though it has been harder to explain this work than some of the more complex issues conjured by the threat of war. Let's just say I do paint pictures about how I feel. And I'm scared; yet hopeful. You see, I must be at least a bit hopeful to live in the world I see. I might say, that unfortunately I live in the world with my eyes open, so the threat is visible, it being visible I MUST respond. And, so I have for years as an artist, and so have artists through out history; the threat of war is nothing new. And wars are nothing new, but this one must never happen. Now I have tried to respond as an educator within this school. Let me say here that this subject, the study of peace, war and the individual, should be a major subject. We should have a year to present it, not three weeks. And the main reason for this is the fact that in such a short time, for the exercise to be worth while at all, one has to cram the bad news. There is hardly time for the solutions to bubble through as a state of shock sets in after a certain amount of bad news. I dealt mainly with the threat of nuclear war so the shock was an ever present risk to the learning possibilities. You see, we are told by psychiatrists that when we are given very bad news, the death of a loved one for instance, we experience three basic states of reaction, first denial, second anger and third acceptance. Well I don't know how many of us made it to acceptance, but this is the crucial state as far as the reaction goes for this bad news.

We either accept the threat dumbly with no intention of working to change it, (this can be morally confounding), or we accept that the threat is unacceptable and work to remove it. In this case there is no-where to run so the option of removing ourselves is ruled out. So the question I asked over and over during the elective was, 'What do we think we can do, as individuals, about the threat of nuclear war?' The answer I received most was, 'I don't see what I can do, as an individual, about this threat, we may as well live for each day, if these people are going to blow up the world there's nothing I can do, if they can blow it up once why not ten times if it gives them more prestige,' and then, 'maybe I could talk to other people, show books to them, we could educate our children to live in peace, we could write letters to politicians, join a peace group, go to marches, read books, see films, we could educate ourselves', and so on. I am left to wonder, at the end of my allotted time whether these students, these people, will carry out these suggestions, or whether they will be able to forget. The only way we can extract ourselves from the mire of bad news we have received is to continue the elective ourselves. Yes, though I was the bringer of the bad news I am no less affected by it. If we educate ourselves further the bad news' effects diminish and cracks appear in the ediface of hopelessness. We all see ourselves as individuals still, reason for hope in this age of mass culture and regimented thinking. The people who did this elective might well now see themselves as informed individuals, and from here the choice is either to forget, or move further ahead in what can be an adventure, an exploration of reality and the individual's reaction to it. I believe only individuals can cope with this issue, so the main educational goal I have pursued was to educate students about their individuality. We talked about society's desire to cause most of us to make decisions as a mass, to be entertained in mass, (sitting before the telly), and to consume as a mass. These pressures and others deny the power of the individual to decide for him or herself. Nothing produces more regementation and linear thinking than war or the threat of it, and

we are all targeted by the nuclear war that i planned. The plant is targeted, as the ecol ogical effects of a 30% use of existin weapons might bring the extinction of hum anity. The first step to combat this reality i an educational step. Peace studies should b< a primary subject and should parallel Englisl as a continuous subject through school life 'We must educate ourselves', is the cry c thousands of individuals world wide, who ar beginning to see the light. I believe tha concerned and informed individuals have moral right to educate their peers as well Without this education how do we expec young people to live realistically in the worl of the eighties? We must recognise the peril, recognition i the beginning of being able to cope with il Not the recognition of the evangelistic few but an awakening of all people, a mas awareness in our mass culture that will serv to light a beacon for peace and sanity tha those who inhumanly plan our destructioi can see. Anyone who plans the use of nuclea weapons plans our extinction, surely this i no longer debatable. Not to mention th deplorable morality required to actually plai so vast a mass murder. The defeat of such evil begins with thi individual. As this one person is joined b] others who share the concern a strengtheninj process is begun. Humans must, as always group together for strength and survival. W< decide to act as individuals, then we forn ourselves back into a mass, a mass of con cerned beings who have not accepted th< death option for their lives and the lives o future generations. The nuclear mushroon must be the icon of death worship in our age An individual receives much strength fron any group of like minded individuals once th< decision has been made to work with them ir cooperation and support for a common visioi of the future. There can be few activities more educational than forming a concernec group within our 'competitive' society. Perhaps some day this sort of 'giving a damr about life' will place peace studies anc conflict management where it always shoulc have been, in our schools. Peter Rosser

OVERSEAS STUDENTS THE FIRST YEAR IN AUSTRALIA The first experience of a new country is usually unforgettable and gives you plenty of pleasure. I am in my first year in the The Geelong College. It is also my first time going overseas for my study. Everything in Australia is new and amusing to me. When I arrived in Australia on the morning of 7th February, from the first step outside the airport, everything was unfamiliar to me. I wondered whether I could adapt to life here

or not. Anyway, all is past and I enjoy my school life here. I like The Geelong College: a vast school with majestic school premises, large blocks of grassland and entire facilities for educational and physical pursuits. You can enjoy your study under the quiet and comfortable environment. The teachers will help students to solve their problems on schoolwork and other things. They delight to talk with the students and share their pleasure of school-life. The school mates are also pleased to help one another. It seems to be a big family and everyone gets along very well. In my experience, Australians are a well-

mannered nation. The majority of Australians I meet are very polite. They are pleased to help you anytime if you want to. They know how to enjoy their lives and how to spend their time. I learn a lot of things about Australian culture from them. I will never forget their help to me. Finally, I am looking forward to developing my friendship with the people here. In addition I try to understand the culture of this continent and realize more about the people and the places. Australia is a nice place for studying and settlement. I like this country very much. Bill Chan

Andy Lau, Nain Ismail, Eileen Wong, Drana Ng, Chinglyna Chan, Bill Chan, Gilbert Yu, Neal Varghese.

'VICTORIA 150' It was 150 years ago that our parents, grandparents and great grandparents settled in the state of Victoria. 150 years later, in 1985, we are to unite and celebrate the anniversary of the state. It was John Hargraves who made the first find of a new Victorian mineral — gold. The potential of Victoria was then revised and exploited to the full in a period commonly called "the Gold Rush". In this period many of Melbourne's major buildings and land marks were constructed, such as the Victorian Parliament, with elaborate stone masonry and gold leaf. In celebrating the anniversary, the State Government and the 'Vic 150' Committee have set out the following objectives.

(1) to build on Victoria's growth; (2) to ensure the '150' reaches all members of Victoria; (3) to encourage all Victorians to discover their history; (4) to better the future of the state; (5) to celebrate the richness of Victorians and their traditions. With these objectives in mind the 150 Committee has designed a celebration to highlight many different elements of Victoria.

As a school representative, it is my task to make the school community more aware of the celebration. In 1985 there will be a number of significant events that will affect the school, students and staff. At the end of first term it is hoped that a festival may be run at Campbell House which we'd explore many aspects of Victoria's foundation. In the Geelong area, one of the larger projects is the total restoration of Buckley Falls which was partially destroyed during the flood of 1952. It is this type of community work that, as the logo states, "will bring Victoria together". Andrew Henderson

MATHS AND SCIENCE PRIZES SCHOOL MATHEMATICS COMPETITION Results of 1984 Australian Mathematics Competition for the Westpac Awards: Entries

Prizes

Distinctions Credits

Year 9 74 24 28 Year 10 61 9 26 Year 11 42 6 18 Year 12 38 1 17 6 Totals 215 1 56 78 (Distinctions are awarded to about 15% of students from the state and credits to a further 25-30%). Paul Norbury gained a prize in the Senior Section with a score of 123.50. The cut off mark for prizes in the Senior Section, Year 12, was 94.25.

AUSTRALIAN SCHOOLS SCIENCE COMPETITION Results: STATE PRIZES: Stephen Jackman Rowland McKindlay SCHOOL PRIZES: Nicola Cousen Jacob Golding Ian Abbott Jillian MacMillan Stephen Jackman William Chan

Yr. 9 Yr. 10 Yr. 7 Yr. 7 Yr. 8 Yr. 8 Yr. 9 Yr. 10

The competition: 58,000 students in Years 7 to 10, from over 700 schools nationally took part. State Prizes — Top 1% in each state. School Prizes — Top students) in each year in each school.

SCHOOL COLOURS HONOURS AWARDS CRICKET: Brett Humphreys Rory McLeod TENNIS Hamish Salmon ACADEMIC ACHIEVEMENT Duncan Butler Andrew Rutherford Justin Ganly

SCHOOL COLOURS ROWING Marcia Thompson Jenny Hynes Dianne Blair Kate Simonsen Laurel Seller Simon Wylie Stuart Paton Michael Kinens Rod Marks Peter Wickham Alistair Purnell David Dawson Justin Ganly Lachlan Campbell John Hobbes Rowan Dickson Chris Whiting

BOYS' HOCKEY Duncan Butler* Mark Fothergill Kenneth Harry Stuart Paton William Richardson

ATHLETICS Phillip Black Fiona Macmillan Tanya Munyard Anna Rial Peter Wickham

GIRLS' HOCKEY Skye Buchanan Susan Champion* Sophie Dunoon* Karen MacAlpine Emma Mestitz Penny Vile

GENERAL COLOURS (for Athletics) Hamish Salmon

CRICKET Nathan Cameron Brett Goggin Simon Matthews Jason Thiele

NETBALL Elizabeth Bowden Angela Dimmick* Julia Hay Jennifer Hynes* Fiona Macmillan* Heather Millard* Kate Morphy Jane Stephens

TENNIS Andrew Cameron Mark Collins Paul Norbury Paul Taylor David Nelson

FOOTBALL Antony Callan Mark Hayden Brett Humphreys Jamie Hutchesson Jason Thiele

MUSIC Jenny Hynes Frances Keary Nicholas Gebhardt Fiona McKenzie DRAMA Kate Simonsen Carolyn Harvey Hugo Armstrong Anna Doncaster Craig Pullin (*Re-awarded)

YEAR 12— 1984 Back Row: S.J. Olsen, L.B. Egan, L.C. Campbell, M.P. Kinens, N. A. Cameron, S.P. Gude, A.J. Forster, S.N. Paton, P. J.H. Bates, J.M. Hobbs, D. Apted, A.J. Holdsworth 5th Row: S.J. Hunt, S.R. Johnston, M.E. Hayden, R.J. Purton, A.B. Rial, N.P. Gebhardt, H.J. Salmon, G.D. Rooke, J.R Hutchesson, A.J. Bayley, W.A. Raeburn, RP. Dalitz, P.J. Quinlivian, A.H.S. Dennis, R.L. Dickson. 4th Row: S.W. Littler, A.J. Lyons, A.C. Lau, D.J. Dawson, J.C. Gulbin, P.R. Hutchins, P.A. Oates, K. Harry, M.R. Loughnan, S.J. Putland, D.W. Potter, S.N. Carraill, H.T. Armstrong, T.A. Long, J.C. Guthrie, G.J. Heinrich, M.B. Thacker, J.G. Robertson, T.J. Henry, C.J. Whiting, P.T. Norbury, RS. McLeod, C.K. Pullin, L.W. Aingimea, M.S. Butler, B.P. Smith. 3rd Row: M.L. Fothergill, R.A. Miller, P.M. Penning, S.J. Bail, F.L. MacMillan, K. Douglas, S.E. Graham, A.E. Gready, D.K. Gilbert, F.D. Keary, A.E. Hendry, E.A. Bowden, F.M. Stewart, M.K. Morphy, E.M. Everist, N.A.F. Carr, C.L. Ball, M. Currie, S.E. Collins, K.A. Patterson, D.M. Blair, G.M. Stewart, E.R. Mestitz, S.D. Dunoon, R.D. Howard, D.J. Clark. 2nd Row: R.C. Downey, H. Millard, S.E. Jones, S.J. Champion, J.A. Hay, K.L. Goldsworthy, T.D. Obranovich, N.T. Page-Smith, K.M. MacAlpine, P.N. Hale, P. Vile, J.L. Stephens, J.A. Hynes, S.M. Boyd, C.A. Simonsen, C.L. Harvey, S.B. Barber, F.J. Russell, S.K. Buchanan, M.D. Thompson. Front: B.R. Humhreys, D.R. Kellett, C.K. Yu, T.P. Evans, A. Fisher, I.D. Prowse, E.A. Wilson, CD. Grant, C.E. Tucker.

ROLL YEAR 9 BACKWELL, Richard William BALL, David Cameron BATES, Kathryn Elizabeth Hollis BEACH, Geoffrey Russell BELL, Phillip George BELLIS, Trudi-Anne BENHAM, Scott Robertson BIDDLE, Tricia Gaye BLACKBURN, Arthur Dean BOYD, Ritchie James BUBB, Caroline Sarah BUBB, Felicity Jane BUCHANAN, Dugald Hamish Iain BUCKHAM, Kym Margaret CAMERON, Andrew Craig CAMERON, Hamish Andrew Upjohn CAVE, Simon Andrew COLE, Gavin Mark COLLINS, Mark Andrew CONDER, Alastair Maxwell COULSON, Allistair Robin COURTNAY, Matthew Benjamin COUSEN, Catherine Elizabeth CRONK, Andrew Webster Alexander CUD A, Dominic CUMMINS, Nicholas John Clemen CUNNINGHAM, Laurie Kathryn CURRIE, Roderick Gilbert CUTHBERTSON, Andrew Glen DEN-DRYVER, Paul Adrain DE VRIES, Timothy John DE WAARD, Andrea Jane DIMENT, Darryl Edward DIMMICK, Christine Ann DUNN, Michael James Dodds EDGE, James David Broun EMMERSON, David Gordon ERWIN, Carolyn Maree EVANS, Huw Llewellyn FORD, Andrew Thomas FREDERICKS, Simon Patrick Kerr GANLY, Christopher Andrew GRAHAM, Anne Catherine GRAHAM, Robert George GRAY, Robyn Shellie GRIFFITHS, Clinton John GROTEGOED, Paul Alexander HALL, Michael Christopher HALL, Robynne Maree HAMPSHIRE, James Douglas HARRIS, Trevor Sydney HEARN, Simon Bruce HEATH, D'Arcy Samuel Rodier HEATHER, Steven Craig HERCUS, Matthew Gerard HOBDAY, Nicole Maree HOLDSWORTH, Stephen Mark HOWIE, Richard Gordon HUDSON, Nicholas Alan Varley HUTCHESSON, Wesley John

JACKMAN, Stephen Lowen JENNINGS, Richard Thear JOHNSTON, Lyndon James JONES, Andrew Campbell KELLETT, Nigel Mark LEE, Stuart Morris LEES, Mark Douglas LEGGATT, Stuart Michael LE GRIFFON, Ian Norman LESTER, Christopher John LITTLER, Roslyn Jean LOGAN, Andrew Gordon McCANN, Katherine Helen (Kate) McCANN, Rachelle Lisa (Shelley) McDONALD, Simon Adam McGREGOR, Sarah Margaret McKENZIE, Dean Stewart McKINDLAY, Rowland Glynn MADDERN, Anthony Nigel MAJOR, Kurt Anthony MATHEWSON, Paul Andrew MEYER, Shane Leslie MIDDLETON, Paul Timothy MILNE, KAREN MORRISON, Stephen James MURPHY, Stephen James NEELY, Helen Patricia NELSON, David Anthony NEWTON, Anthony Eric NG, Diana, Kung Wai O'HARA, Andrew John PATERSON, Robin Neil PAYNE, Timothy Lea PERCY, Simon Colville PETTITT, David Alexander Houston PHILIPS, Julie Elizabeth PIERCE, Stephen Gordon POULSTON, Angus Charles PRICE, Vicki Leigh PRUSSNER, Glen Lindsay PURTON, Mathew James REID, Alithea Katharine RIAL, John Robert RICHMOND, Colin Malcom ROBERTSON, Paul John ROBINSON, Joanna SADHAI, Ravin SCHUSTER, Lisa Anne SELLE, Lachlan John Launder SELLER, Paul Leslie SEWELL, Andrew Paul SIMONS, Lloyd Kenneth SMITH, Kirsten Maree Palmer SMITH, Melissa Leeanne SMYTH, Craig Anthony STOKES, Melissa Jane TAYLER, Caroline Anne TAYLOR, Paul Maxwell THOMSON, Anna Margaret TRETHOWAN, Cameron Alan TUCKER, Penny TUNG, Simon Alexander

TYMMS, Robert Joseph UTTING, Jane VICKERS, Andrew James VISSER, Grant Darren John WALKER, Jamie Scott WALTER, Justine Maree WARING, Katrina Jane WARREN, Clive Julian WHITE, Kathryn Lorraine WHITEHEAD, Nicola Jane WILLIAMS, Geoffrey Ford WILLIAMS, Mark Alexander WILLIAMS, Susan Jane WILMOT, Nicholas John WISE, Glen David YEE, Christopher Allan

YEAR 10 ANDERSON, Rochelle BAIN, Caroline Lorelle BARBER, Ian Geoffrey BARKLA, Anthony Hammill BARNET, Peter Robert John BENJAMIN, Samuel (Sam) Peter BLACK, Catherine Jean BLAMEY, Kim Maree BOURKE, Siobhan BOWERS, Scott Bennet Andrew BRACHER, Matthew BRIGGS, Adrian Colin BROWN, Andrew John CHAN, William Wai Cheung CAKE, Tania Louise CAMPAGNOLO, Paula CAMPBELL, Angus Alexander Cuming CARR, Hamish Johnathon CARSON, Jamie Dean CARSON, Sara Jean CHISHOLM, Joanne CLARK, Philip Rodney COLE, Leonie Kathleen COLES, Andrew Dean CONNELLY, James Damian COOPER, Simon Kingston COUSEN, Helen Louise CRANE, Andrew Maxwell CUTLER, Heather Dawn DAVIS, Leah Jane DICKSON, James Andrew DRUCE, Naomi Jane DURANTE, Simon Michael DYKE, Timothy Russell EDWARDS, Simon Andrew ELLIOTT, Janine Rhonda EVANS, Dean Andrew FERNBACH, Amanda Ann FLEET, Adam FOSTER, Lisa FRAME, Andrew John FRAMPTON, Wendy Margaret GALLOWAY, Glen Pairama GARDNER, Robert Campbell GOGGIN, Brett William GOW, Heather Liesl GRANT, Lisa Margaret GUDE, Andrew Gary

HAMILTON, Adam Robert HATTON, Katherine Naomi HAY, Annabel Janet HAYDON, Jodie Lee Ann HEAD, Mathew David HEARD, Duncan Alexander Bromell HELMER, Jonathan Charles HENDERSON, Kym Madeleine HERGSTROM, Angela Cleve HERRICK, Justine Nicole HOOD, Peter John IDLE, Christopher William JAMES, Peter Murray JENKYN, Sadie Ann JOHNSTONE, Guy Sheldon JONES, Stephen Murray LAMONT, Anthony Paul LAPPIN, Colleen Leone LEE, Sarah Jane LEGGATT, Duncan Robert LEIGH, Alison Victoria LOMAS, Jacqueline (Jackie) Mary LAWLER, Samantha Jane McARTHUR, John William McGLONE, Daniel Newman McKENZIE, Emily Anne MAJOR, Steven Charles MASTERTON, Craig Andrew MATTHEWS, Simon Jon MERKELBACH, Walter MISSEN, Brett Anthony MITTEN, Alastair Geoffrey MOORE, Christopher Ray MOTTERAM, Roger William MOUSSI, Richard Naam-Tallah MUNYARD, Tanya Michele MURRAY, Megan Louise NEWMAN, Donna Louise NEWNHAM, Mark NEWTON, Michael Williams OLSEN, Melissa Jane ORCHARD, Leigh Edwin PALMER, Andrew Charles PARKER, Geoffrey James PARKER, Julie Marie PARKES, Julie Mary PETERS, Brett Bennett PRUSSNER, Stuart Dean PURTON, Louise Elizabeth RAE, Scott Gregory RIDEOUT, Craig Stanley

RIAL, Anna Fairlie ROBB, Stuart Charles William ROUTLEY, Andrew Hugh RUSSELL, Susan Elizabeth SAUNDERS, Emma Scarlett SCHMIDT, Andreas (Andy) SIMKIN, David George SIMONSEN, Michael Richard SMYTH, Gillian Ceri SPITTLE, Michael John STEPHENS, David Nicholas STONEY, Catherine Margaret TAIG, Nicholas John TARR, Richard Mark TATTERSALL, Bradley Dean TOWAN, Dale Leonard TRETHOWAN, Christopher Jon THE, Walter Shan Wie TSITAS, Paul VEARY, Andrew Terence VERGINIS, Helen VERWOERT, Paul Derek WAUGH, Richard Cappur Troup WELLAM, Christopher John WETTENHALL, Guy Rupert WHITE, Brian David WONG, Eileen Siu Bing WYLIE, Nicholas John

YEAR 11 ALLEN, Felicity Liza ANGUS, Timothy Grant APTED, Elizabeth Susan ARMYTAGE, James Stewart BACKWELL, James Leslie BAIN, Mark Andrew Harrison BALLARD, Felicity BAYLEY, Georgina Harwood BEAUMONT, Christopher John BETT, Andrew Wilson BLACK, Phillip James BLACKBURN, Sarah Jane BLANKFIELD, Andrew David BUTLER, Craig Andrew BUTLER, Duncan James Alistair CALDOW, Ross William CALVERT, Ben Neil CHAN, Chinglyna Ching CHALMERS, Simon James Luke CHARLES, Catherine Veronica CHEATLEY, Jennifer Maree CUMMING, Robert John DANIEL, Elizabeth Mary DAVIES, Meredith Kyle DAVIES, Robert Stuart DE VRIES, Judy Anne DeWAARD, Catherine Anne DICKINSON, Catherine Emma DIMMICK, Angela Frances EAGLES, Jacqueline Andrea ENGELER, Bridgette Lanett FAYERS, Christopher John FISHER, Jan FOX, Mark James GALLOWAY, Nicholas Andrew GANLY, Justin Robert GEBHARDT, Sophie Christina GILBERT, Yvette Colleen GOW, Rohan Scott GRAHAM, Damian Maxwell GRAHAM, Scott Drysdale GRAY, Sonya Annette GRIFFITHS, Kerrie Rae HALL, Timothy John HAND, Anthony Robert HARRIGAN, Blair Arthur HEAD, Michael Alexander HEATH, St. John Gardiner GONZALES, Jennifer HENDERSON, Andrew Alan HENDERSON, Christine Maria HERCUS, Benjamin James HOWARTH, Andrew James HOWIE, Donald Ian HUNTER, Glenn Raymond HUNTER, Robert Rees IDE, David Andrew IDLE, Georgina Grace

ISMAIL, Iskandar Dzulkarnain (Nain) JENKYN, Clare Ruth JEREMIAH, Anne Lillian JOHNS, Scott Robert JONES, David Peter KAT, Shane Milan KUCHEL, Michael Robert LAPPIN, Peter David LE DEUX, Elisabeth Maree (Lisa) LEE, Robert Alastair LEEDER, Nicole Maree LEGGATT, William Alan LEIGH, Wendy Jane LESTER, Andrea Louise LIBBY, Jacqueline Sarah (Jacqui) McCONACHY, Kerri Anne McDONALD, Cameron Robert McKENZIE, Fiona Anne McNAUGHTON, Leigh Duncan MADDERN, Paul James MAJOR, Allan David MALAKELLIS, Michael George MANWARING, Michaela Jane MARKS, Rodney David MESTITZ, Jessica Kate MIDDLETON, Shane Phillip MORELL, Peter James MORPHY, James Boyd MORPHY, Timothy John MORRISON, Geoffrey David MYERS, Robert (Robbie) Fairbairn NEAGLE, Robyn Leanne NEAL, Timothy John NELSON, Andrew Paul OBRANOVICH, Boris Emil ORD, Ruth PATTISON, Dale Alan PEARCE, Guy Edward PEEL, Andrew Gregory PHILLIPS, John McKindley

PICKERING, Susan Jane Victoria PIERINI, Esther Rosa Debes PRICE, Bradley John PURNELL, Alistair Norman Robert RADCLIFFE-SMITH, Robert James RADOVANOVIC, Peter RICHARDSON, William Kennedy RIKARD-BELL, Andrew Cameron ROBERTSON, Margaret Ruth ROBINSON, Louise ROLLINSON, Robert Bruce RUTHERFORD, Andrew James RYAN, Russell Alexander SAVERY, Duncan SCOTT, Catriona Margaret SELLER, Laurel Natalie SHIELL, Jeffrey Robert SIMPSON, Janine Marlene SKEDD, Cameron Wilson SMURTHWAITE, Philip James SPITTLE, David Harley STANDFIELD, David Robert STEEL, Bruce, Charles STEPHENS, Heather Dianne STEPHENS, Paul Samuel STEPHENS, Rodney Peter STEPHINSON, Timothy Mark STEWART, Rodney Norman THIELE, Jason Scot THOMSON, Iain Lochiel TO WAN, Kerry Leanne TRETHOWAN, Kirsten Anthea TYMMS, Ian James Mortimer UTTING, Joanna Megan VARGHESE, Neal WAIT, Amanda Louise WARD, Malcolm Stuart WEBSTER, Damien John WENLOCK, Jason Clifford WETTENHALL, Angus Warwick WICKHAM, Peter Stewart WILLIAMS, Stewart Campbell WILSON, Milana Prue WOODS, Karen Ann WRIGHT, Franqesca Naomi WYLIE, Simon Guthrie YOUNG, James Montgomery

YEAR 12 AINGIMEA, Lionel Rowan ALSOP, Natalie Jane APTED, Donald ARMSTRONG, Hugo Throssell BAIL, Sarah Jean BALL, Christine Louise BARBER, Susan Beverly BATES, Peter James Hollis BAYLEY, Andrew John BLAIR, Dianne Michelle BOWDEN, Elizabeth Anne BOYD, Sallie May BRENNER, Mark William BUCHANAN, Skye Katherine BUTLER, Mark Stuart CALLAN, Antony Philip CAMERON, Nathan Andrew CAMPBELL, Lachlan Cuming CARR, Nerida Ann Frieda CARRAILL, Stuart Neil CAVE, Robin Barry CHAMPION, Susan Joy CLARK, David John COLLINS, Susan Elizabeth CURRIE, Melita DALITZ, Robert Peter DAWSON, David John DENNIS, Andrew Hyndman Seymour DICKSON, Rowan Laidlaw DONCASTER, Anna Louise DOUGLAS, Keren DOWNEY, Rachel Catherine DUNOON, Sophie Danielle EGAN, Lindon Brett EVANS, Timothy Paul EVERIST, Elizabeth Mollie FAVALORO, Craig Alan FISHER, Alan FORSTER, Anthony John FOTHERGILL, Mark Lewis GEBHARDT, Nicholas Peter GILBERT, Diana Karen GOLDSWORTHY, Karen Lee GRAHAM, Sarah Elizabeth GRANT, Cameron David GREADY, Ann Elizabeth GUDE, Steven Phillip GULBIN, James Christian

GUTHRIE, John Crichton HALE, Philippa Nancy HARRY, Kenneth HARVEY, Carolyn Louise HAY, Julia Anne HAYDEN, Mark Edward HEINRICH, Graeme Jonathon HENDRIE, Anne Elizabeth HENRY, Timothy John HOBBS, John Mark HOLDSWORTH, Andrew James HOWARD, Rodger Dean HUMPHREYS, Brett Robert HUNT, Simon James HUTCHESSON, Jamie Rhys HUTCHINS, Peter Rex HYNES, Jennifer Ann JOHNSTON, Scott Robert JONES, Sally Elizabeth KEARY, Frances D'Urban KELLETT, Dean Rodney KINENS, Michael Peter LAU, Andy, Chun Hon LEGGATT, Thomas Pearson LEONG, Tim LITTLER, Stuart William LONG, Terry Alan LOUGHNAN, Mark Romuald LYONS, Andrew John MacALPINE, Karen Michele McCONACHY, John Stuart McLEOD, Rory Scott MACMILLAN, Fiona Louise MESTITZ, Emma Rachel MILLARD, Heather MILLER, Robert Andrew MORPHY, Marjorie Katherine (Kate) NORBURY, Paul Timothy OATES, Peter Anthony OBRANOVICH, Tania Daniella OLSEN, Stephen James PAGE-SMITH, Nicole Tracy PATON, Stuart Neil PATTERSON, Kim Andrea PENNING, Paula Michelle POTTER, David William PROWSE, Ian David PULLIN, Craig Kenneth PURTON, Robert John PUTLAND, Stuart James

QUINLIVIAN, Peter James RAEBURN, Wayne Andrew RIAL, Anthony Burnett (Tony) ROBERTSON, Jamie Gilbert ROOKE, Geoffrey David RUSSELL, Fiona Jane SALMON, Hamish John SIMONSEN, Catherine Ann (Kate) SMITH, Brian Philip SPRAGUE, David Edgar Broun STEPHENS, Jane Louise STEWART, Fiona Margaret STEWART, Georgia Margaret TEMPLE, Michelle Leanne THACKER, Michael Birkwood THIESSEN, Craig William THOMPSON, Marcia Dianne TUCKER, Craig Edward VILE, Penelope WHITING, Christopher John WILSON, Eric Andrew YU, Kwok Cheong (Gilbert)