Issue 12, Sept.15, 2006 “Poverty is the worst form of violence” Mahatma Mahatma Gandhi Gandhi WELCOME to newcomers, Kirsten de Bruin and DEPUTY Maarten de Vos, all the way from Holland. Maarten is PRINCIPAL putting the finishing touch to Mr. Spike was his course requirements welcomed during assembly last Friday, Sept. 08. He arrived from Port Lincoln,South Australia with his wife and two sons. Tearing himself towards graduation as a Sports away from an 80 teacher. Mr. Maarten will be acre piece of South turning his skills to benefit our Australian vista, Mr. boarders. Isn ’ t it amazing that Spike and his family Djarragun has managed to are fulfilling a reach European ears and that m a t u r i n g these two young professionals are willing to trek half way temptation to settle round the globe to join us. into our corner of the world. Hauling their way by car In their first week, Kirsten and Maarten were thrown well across the continent was a testing exercise but they into the deep end. Together with former Netherlander, were greeted by the lush tropical green of our northern Mr. Ludo Kuipers , they supervised a contingent of climate. It was noticed that their family vehicle was our Australian Rules players who had to travel to Weipa stalked the entire distance by a trailer toting a notable for a Carnival up there. craft with a seagoing hull. (Wonder what that means !!) The overland haul would have allowed these three Welcome to Mr. Simon Cotton who will be known by his compatriots to cast fresh Dutch eyes over the rest of the alter-ego and more familiar cognomen, Mr. Spike. cartography that Willem Janszoon in the Duyfken started back in 1606. ASSA FAST ASSA Making an unprecedented move towards the sporting SPEEDING BULLET arena, Mr. Ludo himself has given rise to speculation of a One of the successes which possible delayed mid-life crisis. More notable for his regularly fall in our path this sound track and field camera escapades, this time round is the uncharacteristic crossing of the floor sets the alarm accomplishment of a record system on full alert. Sporting no less than an eye- for the 200 metres sprint in catching football jersey at a recent full school assembly, the Under 19 schoolboys Mr. Ludo was heard and seen to initiate the Mexican trials recently. Assa wave as a solo performance. Satrick thrust his frame Spies will be positioned to determine whether any through the distance in a sudden influx to the McIntosh programmes are inclusive timely 21.26 seconds. of Aussie Rules virtual games and other such spam.
THE FARM The huge lumber stockpile from the school campus has been reduced to just a few splinters and wood chocks. The massive pile was acquired from the Smithfield Stockyards which was a venture which didn ’ t really capture the tourists as much as the proprietors wished. What will capture the imagination is the rising edifice up at the School Farm in the Mulgrave Valley. The new dormitory block really isn ’ t too far removed from its original intent at the Stockyards. It will still be used for counting sheep. The neatly aligned infrastructure matches with the scaffolding to attest to a colossal effort and handicraft by unseen craftsmen. To those of us who have not been onto the property for many moons, the photographs clamour a stunning realization of intense dedication. One might easily empathize with the writer who once scrolled the sentiments - “ Full many a flower will bloom unseen and waste its sweetness upon the desert air.” We, at least, will have the advantage of witnessing the finished product, and still marvel. Congratulations, anonymous workmen. Hopefully, a later issue will reveal the identities of all of the ‘ culprits ’ and do justice to their deserved adulation. (Above two pictures) the new dormitory shaping into a cavernous shelter (r) Mr. Allan Edwards & Ms Jean Illingworth cast eyes of approval over the property.
CLASSROOM JOURNEY SCIENCE IS SCIENCE IS A A BLAST BLAST THROUGH INDIA QUESTACON QUESTACON The major focus of study this term for a number of the Middle School students has been on India. The literacy Emanating from the Australian Capital University in programme engaged in the Hindu epic story called the Canberra, Christina and Ben treated the Primary and Ramayana. The SOSE (Study of Society & the Comets and Suns classes from the Middle School to Environment) juggled with the fascinating and diverse some amazing scientific facts. An ill-feted pirate kaleidoscope of Indian culture, customs, geography and character spun his maritime tales involving the world of modern development. sludge, slime and pendulous excrements. Some of the introductory lessons were very capably Involving the students by way of plying hands-on and injected with an absorbing Powerpoint presentation by into some gruesome gluck, Mr. Ben enticed the tactile one of the James Cook University students, Ms Maria faculties to suspect compounds. He maintained a very Way . entertaining episode explaining the qualities and Though the study is not precisely in-depth, it has drawn properties of water, oil and honey. Other substances set enough interest to make it an enjoyable exercise. The harder when stirred while another became more pliable. many mysteries that emanate from a culture which is so Such was the pirate ’ s experience when he first vastly different from the one in which we live has helped encountered the South American opossum. to maintain some of the awe or bewilderment. Ms Christina showed one of the exercises that Obviously, the Hindu pantheon cast most of the confuses the brain and explained why most people students into instant quandary but the connections with cannot operate the middle and ring fingers some elements of our Rock and Water programme did independently. shed light on the tantric side of our existence. An By far, the most impressive activities involved the liquid impressive delve into the life and thoughts of Mahatma nitrogen demonstrations - Lettuce and onion frozen in Gandhi might not have converted anybody to Hinduism seconds; a balloon poodle deflating and expanding; a but it may just have provoked some towards being sealed metal container exploding its top. better Christians. Students are presenting individual chapters of their own WRITER’S CRAMP so that the compiled aggregate will comprise the Djarragun class version of the Ramayana. A few are resorting to drawings to depict certain elements of the Once upon a time, there was a boy called Little Black epic. Jack. His mother said to Little Black Jack,”Here. Take this Inside the classroom, a collection of Indian products and cake to Grandma ’ s place.” He did a runner. artefacts are housed in a glass display case. Meanwhile, He jogged through the woods and he saw Mr. Johnson lateral walls are draped with a sari, material from a skirt and he was over the moon to see Little Black Jack with inlaid mirrors and a throwover with elephant, camel because he made a chair for Little Black Jack ’ s grandma. and horse block print design. The generous provider of When Little Black Jack got to his Grandma ’ s house, he these items was courteously informed that the went in. His Grandma was in bed and he said to his classroom presently resembles one of her laundry days Grandma, “Grandma, what a big nose you have and what down in the quiet precincts of Gordonvale. Thanks, Ms big eyes you have. Little Black Jack ran out the door and Michelle Soans and Ms Miriam Torzillo whose the wolf ate his grandmother. photographic collection depicts engaging scenes of a The wolf took his crew. He was the leader of the pack. bygone era from which the photos themselves can be Little Black Jack ran to Mr. Johnson and said, “Mr. regarded now as artefacts to their digital cousins. Johnson, the wolf ate my grandmother.” A mortar and pestle plus a stainless steel tableware set He ran back and the wolf was gone. from the Shankaran treasury immediately indicates When everybody heard the Little Black Jack ’ s grandma their wealth as well as the modern form now lent to an passed away, they were like moths to the flame. When ancient art. Brass and copper vases dug out from an they had the funeral, the Bishop talked and talked and archaeological find at Yorkey ’ s Knob help to talked. Little Black Jack ’ s mother said loudly, “Just cut to authenticate the colour scheme to the display. the chase.” A couple of statues donated by erstwhile classroom After the funeral, it was raining cats and dogs and Little anthropologist, Eathen Maas , begs the question - Black Jack got his back up. Then, the town decided to “From whence will Buddha emanate next.” hunt for the wolf and all the wolves had to lie low. Some students have really given the project a sturdy Then a boy saw the wolf and he said, “Hey, look at that shake and eagerly scouted the websites for all manner wolf!!” of information and material regarding the Indian The man said, “Shut up !!” and Little Black Jack had to civilization. For whatever it ’ s worth, some will be able to take a back seat. Then they saw the wolf and he was just count to ten in Hindi to begin their own Mumbai mumbo- about to shoot but Little Black Jack was always sending jumbo. him round the bend. By the way, for those who might be interested in Then Little Black Jack chewed on his T-shirt and all the counting to ten in Hindi - men said, “Break that habit!!!” Eliza Jackonia Ek, Do, Tin, Chay, Panch, Char, Saat, Ath, Nau, Das.
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