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                 ROYAL NAVAL SCHOOL



                          SUMMER 1957




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SPORTS DAY — 1957 101

CRICKET — 1956 106

FOOTBALL — 1956-1957 106




I am most grateful to the Editor and Contributors to this Xlth post war edition of the school magazine for placing on record such a full account of so many of the past year's activities and achievements. Their articles will be of permanent interest to all who know the school and revive many happy memories of Tal Handak and Verdala.

In the recent departure of Admiral W. G. Brittain and Captain A. D. H. Jay we lost two very good friends and I would like to take this opportunity of thanking them for their help and for taking such a personal interest in the school. We hope we shall often see their successors, Admiral Sir Charles Madden, Bart., CB. and Captain the Earl of Roden.

Our numbers have risen to 1,953 and many difficulties lie ahead, but there now seems a good chance that further building will enable us to find room for the 2,050 children expected in September, and that other much needed improvements will be completed during the coming year.

B. J. Morgan. Headmaster


We pay tribute to our Junior School at Verdala, and acknowledge its greater numbers, by according first place in this issue to the reports on Verdala activities. Unfortunately, many excellent contributions from the Junior School have had to be omitted for want of space. We sympathise with those children whose efforts we had not space to print, and trust that they will not be discouraged but will try again next time. One wonders if a separate Junior Magazine might not be necessary to do justice to the efforts of so large a number of children. However, this thought poses problems which we cannot solve at once.

Within the compass of a magazine it is difficult to reflect the diverse interests of 2000 pupils. One can only try. Our selection extends from the principles of radar to the social shortcomings of pups, from the aesthetic appeal of the ballet to an apologia of "Rock 'n' Roll", a truly catholic and formidable range! We hope you like it.

Some section headings and a title page based on linocuts made by former pupils at the school, have been re-introduced. Under one of these headings we have combined reports from both schools on Scouts, Guides, Brownies and Cubs.

The publication of our magazine is made possible largely, by the support of those who advertise in its pages. We are grateful to them, and commend them to you.

Finally, we would like to thank Mr Ruoff, on behalf of the school, for his services as editor of this magazine during the last few years. Mr. Ruoff's doughty efforts on our behalf, and the great debt of gratitude we owe him, can be appreciated fully only by his successor!


                                                                 Headmaster  -  Instructor Captain B.J. Morgan B.Sc. R.N.

                                                                             Deputy Headmaster  -   Instructor Commander E.V.K.Paynter R.N.

                                                                              TAL HANDAK

6G   Inst. Lt.-Cdr. R.Hayes BSc                  Miss J. Yule, BA. 5U  Miss M.Davies
5G     Mr. T. C. Edgell,  MA., Dip. Ed.  5M  Miss P. Bower
4AG  Mr. F. H. G. Ruoff, B.Sc., Dip. Ed 4AM  Mr. R. F. Tierney Bsc., (Econ.)
3AG  Miss S.M. Grant MA 4BM  Mr A.J. Corby
3BG  Inst. Lt.Cdr. A. E. Simmonds BSc RN. 4CM Mr. G. Smith
2AG Mr P.J. Watson Liddell MA 3AM   Mr. T. Knight
2BG  Mr A Storm BA. B.Comm. 3BM  Miss D. E. Knight
2CG  Miss. PM Goddard 3CM Mrs M.E. Cronin
1AG  Inst. Lt.-Cdr. AS Timberlake BSc. 3RM Mrs M. Ruddle BA.
1BG  Miss B. Hudson BA 2AM Miss M. Flanagan, BSc.
1C Inst. Lt.-Cdr. H.W. Ogden. MA. 2BM  Mrs O.M. Roberts
1DG  Mrs L. Hibbert BA. 2CM  Mrs  H.W. Ogden BA.
Miss B. Wells 2DM  Mr C. Downs
Miss J.Rippin 1AM  Mr. R. E. Tomlinson
Miss J. Davies 1BM   Mr P.Parker
Miss M. Stevenson 1CM  Mrs A.J. Rendall
Mr H. Bletcher ATD. 4J  Mrs K.I. Fisher
Mr B. Richards 3J  Mrs V.K. Watson Liddell BSc.
Mr C.R. Manners ATD. Mr B. Cleaver
                                                VERDALA - Junior Department
                                                         Mrs M.E. Vasey
4A  Mr. P. Ross 2B  Mrs V.E. Tribe
4B   Miss D. Butters 2C  Miss C. Robson
4C  Miss L. Candey 2D1  Mrs E.D. Kendall
4D  Miss B. Kernahan 2D2 Miss G. Stinton
3A   Mr W.F. Wilshire 2D3  Mrs M. Nettleton
3B   Miss A. Rowe 1A  Mrs. L. Farrugia
3C1  Mr. J. Ousbey 1B  Miss J. Watson
3C2  Miss P. Chadwick 1C  Mrs J.P. Jones
3D  Miss H.Holland 1D1  Mrs P. Male
        Mrs J.M. McLeod 1D2 Mrs M. Van Dook
2A  Miss P. Lock  
                                                  VERDALA - Infants Department
                                                           Mrs I.M. Eaton
I1  Miss A. Batty I6  Miss P Lee
I2  Mrs J.O. Duxbury I7  Miss S. Harris
I3  Mrs O.M.Vine I8  Miss K. Burke
I4  Mrs B. Instrell I9  Mrs G.M.Smedley
I5  Miss P.Holder  



Since the issue of the last school magazine we have welcomed our new Headmaster, Commander Paynter who has been with us now for almost a year. He very quickly settled into the school's routine and we wish him every success in his stay with us.

We were very pleased to welcome Mr. Ousbey to the Staff and his work for the boys particularly has been greatly appreciated. Miss Butters and Miss Chadwick came at the same time and seem by now to be old friends on the Staff.

In September Miss Kernahan and Miss Stinton came from England and we hope they will have a happy and rewarding three years at Verdala. Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Kendall and Mrs. Van Dook also joined the Staff in September and we hope their husbands' commissions will keep them in the island for some time yet.

  • It was with sincere regret that we said farewell to Miss Robinson on her return to England after completing her three year contract but we wish her every joy and happiness in her marriage to Mr. C. Mills on January 12th. 1957. She is now happily settled in her new home in Plymouth.

    Twice have we said goodbye to Mrs. Blakey and twice that goodbye became "au revoir" only which was very fortunate for us. This time however she really has left us and we hear she is enjoying life in England once more.

    Mrs. Streak also left Verdala in the summer and she was as sorry to go as we were to lose her.

    We are now halfway through the new school year and already many changes have taken place. We like our four new rooms and the new desks and chairs are the envy of many children. The vast playground is now a joy especially to those of us who remember it-on wet days three years ago! The painters are making the older buildings look fresh and gay and the interior of the hall looks smart with its new paint.

    We have now two full sized netball pitches and four extra practice shooting nets and our enthusiasm is great. We play House Matches and have played two inter-school matches and are looking forward to a successful season.

    Several out-of-school activities flourish. The Cubs and the Brownies are still most popular on Tuesdays and Wednesdays after school. On Mondays and Thursdays the Ballet Club meet. At lunch time on Wednesdays two groups of recorder-players meet, one for beginners and one for real players who have already played for us in assembly. The choir still flourishes and sings for us occasionally.

    We are now the proud possessors of a film projector and have already seen one or two interesting film strips and look forward to some more next term.

    Occasionally we bear from Lt.-Cdr. Bowie who is now at Admiralty and from Mrs. Bowie who is teaching infants in Slough. We also have news of our previous Headmaster Commander Bellamy who is now Captain and we congratulate him on receiving the award of OBE He is now stationed at H.M.S. Thunderer in Plymouth and he and his family live on the edge of Dartmoor.

    We have welcomed hundreds of children throughout the year and they come from as far away as Australia, the Pacific Island of Guam, Florida and other American States. We hope they will have a very happy, busy and worth while stay in this unique Junior School.


    As in the past Verdala School athletic sports followed closely upon the annual sports meeting of St. Edward's School. This arrangement gives us the advantage of using the well-prepared tracks and the properties of St. Edward's school. We were •extremely grateful to the Rector for allowing us the use of the field, and to his staff for giving us the benefit of their thorough preparation.

    The Sports Meeting followed the usual form. Each class had previously selected its two best boy and two best girl runners to represent each house. Thus the flat race events were such that each of the fourteen classes entered a boys' and girls' race. Points were awarded to the first four competitors of each race.

    During the opening flat races the Infants department held their own class events in the centre of the track whilst the remaining finalists of the Junior High Jump completed their event nearby.

    As soon as the first events were completed and points recorded, announced and displayed, the competitive spirit, that makes this annual event such a success, was felt, and enthusiasm was aroused. The excitement soon spread to the spectators whose verbal encouragement, either to individual competitors or particular houses, echoed from the grand stand as each event got under way.

    Novelty races arranged by each class provided a lighter side to the afternoon's events. The competitors for these events were chosen from those children who were not fortunate enough to be selected to represent their class and house in the flat races. Record times were recorded in the bun-eating race and those children of 3C who had arranged the amusing water race, received a welcome refresher.

    House relays of the fourth and third year classes made up of four boys and four girls of each house, as always, proved a most spectacular and exciting events. The highlight of the meeting however was of course the Inter-School Relay. Again in teams of eight, four boys and four girls, the five competing teams entered the very best representatives of their particular school. After a most thrilling race results were: Verdala, R.A.F. School Luqa, Army School St. Andrew's, Army School Tigne and R.N. School Tal-Handak.

    The usual parents' races caused a relaxing in the inter-house cheering whilst children urged their own particular favourites to show their form. Most regretfully, yet as always, enthusiastic fathers jostling for position caused the only casualties of the day as they thundered up the straight. Mr. Kennedy proved to be the father of the day whilst Mrs. Pain repeated her last year's victory, as Champion Mother.

    The last event of the meeting was the final of the Inter-house tug-of-war between Drake and Stevenson; this event was judged by Captain Jay and resulted in a two to one victory for Drake.

    Throughout the afternoon each house competed strongly for points. Drake house showed the first lead, but were soon overtaken by White house, who pressed steadily ahead. This state of affairs was not long lived as houses brought in more points for their various successes. Drake again went into the lead followed by Nelson, Stevenson and White house. These positions were held with varying margins throughout the rest of the afternoon resulting in a six point victory for Drake over Nelson who gained 123-J and 117| points respectively, followed by Stevenson 108i and White 106J.

    The meeting closed with the presentation of trophies and medallions by Mrs. Jay. David Currie and Ranee Symonds were awarded their cups as champion boy and girl, having gained most individual points during the meeting. The house championship cup was received by the house captains on behalf of Drake House. All other children, first in their events received medallions, those in second and third places received certificates.

    Once again a most successful afternoon came to a close. Thanks again are due to those prefects and willing helpers who stayed behind and cleared the field of all the equipment.

    W. F. Willsher


    NETBALL - 1956-57

    Netball is the main game for the girls in the Winter and Spring terms and it is most popular. Girls have been allowed to borrow balls during the lunch-hour for Shooting Practice and it is nice to see that they are carefully returned to the P.E. cupboard.

    There are now quite a number of children in the school with a fair idea of the rudiments of the game. Our object is to introduce as many children to the game as possible.

    We have however managed to produce two teams, both of whom have had a little "match practice" with Tigne School Team, which was much enjoyed.

    The whole school have also enjoyed watching the House Matches for the Netball Shield.

    Netball Teams

    1st G. Horn, S. Hickman, V. Tuck, M. Thomas, L. Walker, A. Downie, J. Stead (Captain), G. Boyd.

    2nd D. Lister, P. Locke, L. Tierney, S. Gladsden, E. Raven, K. Travis (Captain), R. Robertson, G. Mould.

                                                                                            VERDALA SWIMMING SPORTS 1956

    We enjoyed excellent weather for our Fourth Annual Swimming Sports held at the Fleet Bathing Centre, Ricasoli, on the 12th July. Many parents and friends were present to enjoy an exciting afternoon with close finishes in many events.

    There were 23 events on the programme which included Freestyle, Backstroke events for each age group, open Diving events and a girls' and boys' relay.

    The heats were run on a previous day and each child competing won a point for his house. In this way Nelson started the Sports Day with 96 points, Stevenson 72, White 63 and Drake 57,

    ;Despite the close finishes in most events, Nelson kept their lead throughout and the final result was as follows: —
                                            Nelson 151 points

    White 1234 points

    Stevenson 121 points

    Drake 103f points

    The Fathers' Race was won by Mr. Collins and in a close and exciting finish Mrs. Macey and Mrs. Horwell dead-heated in the Mothers' Race.

    Captain A. D. H. Jay, R.N. very kindly consented to present the prizes.

    The success of these Sports has in the main, been due to the efficiency and skill of Miss Janet Robinson (now Mrs. Charles Mills) who, unfortunately for us, has now returned to the U.K. We take this opportunity to thank her for her work in this Annual Event.

    P. Ross



    This season has been a successful and enjoyable one for "Verdala school. The Saturday mornings of the Autumn term were spent in playing off the house competition and in coaching and reviewing the individual players. By half term our team trials had produced a probable 1st XI and their first test came when they faced an XI chosen from the first year at Tal Handak. Though playing a team of older and stronger players the Verdala boys played with great spirit and were not at all disgraced when losing 1-0.

    The spring term brought the excitement and interest of the Inter-Services Schools Football league games. Though we retained the Bowie Cup, dropping only one point in the eight matches played, each game was cleanly and keenly contested. The away fixture at Tigne was a tremendous struggle and, cheered on by a group of their supporters, the army school team came very close to winning. Once again the second match against Luqa was to decide the championship and as this was Martin Symond's last game for Verdala before returning to U.K., it was appropriate that he should score the first of our three goals. Martin was succeeded as Captain by Michael Littlejohn, another third year boy, who will be with us to Captain the side again next season.

    Throughout the season we have had very welcome support, vocal and tactical, from parents and friends. Mr. Hatrick has taken a number of cine-films of the various games and hopes to be able to show them to us all fairly soon, and for the third year Mr. Lines has acted as a very keen and efficient resident referee. Flight-Lieutenant Crogan and Mr. Downs have also refereed some of our matches and our thanks to them both for their services.

    The Final match of the season was held at Verdala, on Tuesday, 9th April, when Verdala, as League Champions, played a select side from the rest of the league. In a very exciting game, played with good spirit and skill, Verdala maintained their unbeaten record with a 3 - 2 win, after leading 3 - 0 at the interval.

    If you are interested in football, fathers and mothers, we shall be pleased to see you at Manoel Island next season on Saturday mornings from 10 - 1.

    J. Ousbey


    Michael Webster, John Beamish, Glen Lewis, Michael Littlejohn, Peter Bentley, Peter Haydon, Terry Woodward, Peter Holman, Robert Atkinson, Martin Symonds, David Christison.

    Reserves: Roger Fisher, Martin Brown, Tom Hatrick, Anthony Mullarkey, David Bamber, John Bond, Brian Griffiths.

    St. Andrews          0

    Verdala 3



    Tigne 0



    Verdala 2

    Tal Handak  0         

    Verdala 5



    St. Andrews 1



    Verdala 1



    Luqa 0



    Tal-Handak 0



    The Rest 2


    The Group opened the Christmas season with the usual Pantomime, this year's effort being "Dick Whittington and his Cat." We were lucky in finding some fine talent in the Third and Fourth year Juniors, and managed to assemble a strong cast.


    This was led by Paul Lovell and Michael Davis, who, as Idle Jack and Sammy, achieved a great success. They both thoroughly enjoyed every moment of the show, and entered wholeheartedly into the spirit of pantomime, even going to the lengths of eating, at every performance, a plateful of Mince pies (made of Rice paper!)

    Kay Travers, as Alice, and Fiona Crichton, as her "Mum", gave splendid performances, Kay looking charming in her song scene with Dick.

    Clive Fowler, as Cat, did a very good job of work. He played the part well, putting in a lot of business with a red cape which

    he wore.

    Richard Murchison. as the Baron, and all the other members of the cast worked well, and made the show a great success, particularly Nicholas Bentley, as Dick, in his quarrel scene with Alice.

    The Infants, as usual, stole the show, particularly Infants 6,, who, as a Glow-worm, had a tail that LIT UP! And Infants 8, as mice, gave the Cat a good run for his money, as they would not lie down and die...not until they had seen Mummy in the audience, anyway!

    There was a riotous scene when the show ended, as Mr. Ousbey and Mr. Willsher, who were stage hands, escaped from the Stage Managers eagle eye, (Roderick Watson) and decided that they too would take a bow...they were thrown off very firmly by Paul Lovell and the entire cast!

    Our grateful thanks are due to the staff who helped so willingly, particularly Miss Candey and Mrs. Van Dook, who played for all rehearsals and performances. Also to the long suffering-Mothers who sewed so many frills for their little ballerinas!


    The Ballet Club has become so popular that a waiting list has had to be opened. There is a limit to the number that can be accommodated in the Hall It is a great pity, I know, that so many have to be disappointed, but as we can have only two evenings each week, we can do no more.

    We seem to have settled on a firm basis, now, and many of our members have taken their Grade exams, and are working to reach a higher grade.


    The Club put on some very good numbers for the Pantomime, doing a Rose Ballet, and a Czardas. We have two talented soloists in Lorna Tierney and Suzanne Thriscutt, who danced a Bluebird Pas de Deux in the Enchanted Wood scene. Suzanne also danced a Doll dance in the Toy Shop scene. There appear to be many more preparing to challenge them, as quite a few of our old members have now passed First Grade. Three hard working little dancers are Marlene Evens, Ann Mintoff and Valerie Graham, who are worth watching for future displays. They were a great success as the White Roses in the Rose Ballet.

    Practice evenings are on Mondays and Thursdays after school, and there is a late bus which goes on the Paula, Sliema route. Practice tunics are black (for Third and Fourth year) and white for First and Second year. Grades are distinguished by coloured head bands, and the great ambition of every dancer is to possess a white band, which means that one is a SOLOIST!

    Although a bar is one of the essentials of Ballet practice, we manage very well hanging on to clothes pegs or anything else we can find. The delivery of some new Gym. stools has been a great boon...though they may not be used as intended!

    This club has achieved a great deal, in creating an interest in music, and in developing a good sense of posture, which, strangely enough, was the original intention when we started. The girls enjoy it, and are working hard on a mimed ballet, together with some Musical Interpretation.


    We are always keen on fostering an interest in producing, and there are one or two plays in rehearsal at the moment, one being a play by the boys of 3b produced by Brian Griffiths. By the look of the Props this is a Pirate Play! It should prove popular.

    There is now a very good theatrical box, in fact, it is several boxes, and these costumes can be borrowed by anyone wishing to put on a play. We have quite a few Historical costumes, swords, some armour, and some spears.

    We are always grateful for any gifts of dresses, as these can be made into costumes. In fact, our present stock is due to the thoughtful gifts of parents. Our actors and actresses are not very tall and it is surprising how far one long evening dress can go! The children, too, are becoming most adept at printing Historical costumes with patterns made from Lino Cuts. Some of the costumes worn by the staff in the late Naval Drama Festival were done by the girls and boys of 3b Juniors, and most effective they were too.

    For the benefit of producers, we have now a THRONE...it looks remarkably like a tea chest painted red, but it is a throne...and we have a bench, guaranteed to hold at least two people without collapsing.

    So now, you budding producers, let us see some plays!


    Verdala entered the Festival this year with a one act play entitled "Apple Pie Order". It was set in a historical setting, and some really beautiful shields were painted for it by Miss Stinton, a new member of the staff.

    It was a farce, and owed much of its success to Shirley Harris and Pamela Lock (the latter, alas, giving her last performance as she is returning to U.K.). These two took the parts of Duchesses who were Ladies in Waiting. They were splendid foils to each other, and made most of the comedy in the play. Shirley Harris is, indeed, going to be a great asset in any future play, as she has a good, clear voice, and a fine sense of theatre.

    Alma Battey, as Melisande, the "Bad Girl" of the story, did a wonderful job with her part, moving with grace and authority, and giving just the right impression. She wore a long crimson gown which appears to have impressed most of the audience, and was, as always, a tower of strength to the rest of the cast. Joan Watson, as Jehanne, was charming, tackling a part which had to balance between the naive and the practical, with confidence. She did well, particularly in the emotional scenes and has gained a great deal of Theatre sense. How beautifully she did say her lines, too.

    We borrowed a Senior girl from Tal Handak, to play the part of one of the Pages. This was Susan Fisher, who had taken our eye with a very good performance in the School Drama Festival. She had as foil, Lorna Tierney, and these two pages created quite a good atmosphere, making much of their parts, and building up a good deal of comedy.

    The queen was played by Barbara Kerahan, a new comer to the staff, and giving a first performance on the stage. She did well, because her part demanded a lot of comedy. To play this on one's first appearance takes some courage. Barbara Instrell moved beautifully, as Ysabeau, and was complimented by the Adjudicator on her poise and good voice. Pamela Lee, as Alys, the Kitchen wench, attacked her part with confidence, and must be congratulated on managing, not only a quick change of costume, but an entirely different change of character, as the play demanded.

    The play was all female, but the men of the staff gave their assistance nobly, behind stage. It is always a thankless task doing this, as one gets all the hard work and none of the glamour. As a producer, I can only say, we couldn't have done the play without them! Thank you, chaps! And many thanks to Mrs. Nettleton and Mrs. Kendall, who sacrificed evening dresses, to make costumes. That was a great help...all the cast were tall, and each one needed a flowing gown!


    Late in the Autumn Term a choir was formed from forty children of the third and fourth years. After a few lunch-hour practices the choir were able to sing two carols "On Christmas Night" and "All My Heart this Night Rejoices" at the end-of-term Carol Service. On the strength of this "performance" we were given a Choir Practice in school time.

    The lunch-hour time is now used for the Recorder Players, about thirty in number. These are mostly beginners, although a handful have progressed beyond the "BAG" tune. We hope to perform in Assembly soon.

    B. Kernahanu G. Stinton


    The Junior Library continues to flourish and expand. Admiralty has already sent us a more generous allocation of books and so far seventy six volumes have arrived and others are on the way. In addition we have bought and been given many other new books. Some of you are revelling in them but others are still tied to the Enid Blyton shelves.

    Captain Johns still holds first place with most of the boys and a few girls too. We now have many copies of Biggies books of various kinds. The Jennings Books are becoming popular and the Kemlo books have an appeal to the modern boy interested in the "Space" World.

    Humour is provided for the boys in the Bunter and William series, and girls enjoy these too though they have several "Jane" books on their own shelves.

    For the more sophisticated boy is "The King's Beard", a story of ships and battle, of courage and hardship, of surprise and initiative all combined in a sixteen year old boy's account of how he joined Drake's ships in the daring raid on Cadiz and singed the King's Beard.

    Another popular series with boys (and one girl) is the cadet edition of "Hornblower Goes to Sea" and "Hornblower Takes Command". The older boys also enjoy "A Boy's Book of the Sea" by Monserrat as popular with Fathers as with their sons! For the. younger toys is "Bombard Goes to Sea" and "The Boys Book of Space". The third and fourth year boys revel in "The Boys Book of Soccer", "Calling All Boys", "Black Bob", "Adventure Calling" and any oi the Wonder Books they can get hold off.

    Much attention has been given this year to new- publications for the younger children. There are many delightful new books with line drawings and pictures and large print for you, especially. "Aiinnikin's New Home" is already popular. The "Bear Bus" is becoming known to some of you. John o' London's Weekly says "These little bears have made many friends. Easy to see why. They are gay, they are individual and they are kind."

    "The Black Bear Twins" is a true nature story of the first venturesome weeks of life of the two small furry black bear cubs. It is hoped that more of you will grow to love Smoky and Tar Baby. If you like this book you will enjoy "The Porcupine Twins" and "The Beaver Twins" and all the other Twin animal books.

    Children of eight years and over will be fascinated by "The Little House in the Big Wood" being a family story set in a log cabin in Winconsin in the days of pioneering when Red Indians and wild animals lurked outside but gaiety, warmth and a sense of achievement were found within.

    "The Impracticable Chimney Sweep" has all the charm of the best fairy stories and is full of humour and imagination.

    Eleanor Farjeon was awarded the Carnegie Medal and the Hans Andersen award for 1955 for "The Little Bookroom", As a little girl she used to find her way to a room in her home where her Father used to store the dusty overflow volumes from his Lifcrary. She found this little bookroom a treasure house of delight and has given that name to a charming collection of her own best stories.

    There are two books by Margaret Baker who lives with her Mother in the Quantock Hills in a house that was once a cider-mill. Some of her stories have been adapted for children's radio and television. You should enjoy "Lions in the Potting Shed" and "Nonsense said the Tortoise".

    An addition to the Library this year is the Reference Section. It is portable and fills ten wooden shelves which can be carried into the classrooms of the third and fourth year classes. There is a section for Nature Study, Geography, History, General Knowledge, Hobbies and Encyclopedias.

    Altogether there are 227 books, some very large and some as small as the fascinating "I Spy" books on all subjects.

    One very funny book is "Blood Royal" which traces the origin of Royalty to the ancient Near East and has the most laughable expressions on the faces of Kings, Queens and subjects alike.

    "Icebergs and Jungles" is already well-read and the four copies of "My Pets" are favourites. It is to be hoped that the "Then and There Series" about Medieval Life will soon be here. They should be as popular as the fllm strip shown to all the third year children recently. Other reference books on the way are "Adventure of the World", "Aircraft for All", "Pleasure with Paper", "Tracks Snails and Sighs", "Your Book of Photography", "In the Steps of Jesus" and several of the True Book Series.

    We have over 1200 books in the fiction Library and we hope one day to have a room where you can sit down and enjoy the use of the library and the advice and help of a teacher during a set library period each week. In the meantime we know how you enjoy taking your library book home each weekend. We do appreciate the kindness of those children and parents who occasionally do running repairs to books. We are also most grateful to the many children who give us their books when they are packing up to go home.

    There are many thousands of delightful children's books for all ages and on all subjects, and this year we have concentrated on giving you some of the most up to date publications. We hope that all 567 of you who are members of our small library will form the habit and always be lucky enough to have good library facilities wherever you may be.


    On each side of the big beam she could just perceive a dark recess. To get up there was her object. "Dad said the left-hand one!" she murmured. "I'll climb it somehow!"

    Vanessa was agile as a squirrel, or we might say as an old-fashioned chimney sweep. With a big jump she managed to catch hold of the chain, and with its help to put fingers and toes into niches between the stones, and half climbing, half swinging herself up, she scrambled on to the great beam, and crawled into the recess on the left. Panting, she rested for a minute, then flashed on her torch.

    This book comes from the school library. If you want to see what happens just try and get it.

    Susan Oxford Form 4AJ


    This book is about four children and a parrot. The children's names are: Jack and Lucy-Ann Trent who used to live with their uncle, because they have no mother or father, and Philip and Dinah Mannering who have no father but a mother.

    The adventure begins when Bill (who's a great friend and a detective) has to hide a boy called Gussy, who is a prince of a land I will not mention. Bill and Mrs. Mannering get captured. At home Philip is with the girls as Jack is out bird watching. Some men capture Philip and the girls but what happens to

    Jack ? Don't miss getting "The Circus of Adventure." It

    is in the Verdala School Library, by Enid Blyton, and is a lovely book and well worth having.

    Maureen Cleaver Form 4AJ


    You will find this book the most thrilling one you have ever read.

    It starts off by Sing Foo, a Chinese, having a fake note telling him to go to San Francisco on important business. The children's aunt tells them that she is looking after the mansion until Sing Foo returns.

    Later on in the story when they have settled down in the house things begin to happen. Smoky their cat falls down the chimney and the children phone for the fire brigade who finally bring him up.

    As the story gets on a strange man keeps on telling them to get out of the mansion because he says he has bought it.

    Finally Aunt Sally sends a telegram to find out — get this thrilling book of "The Bobbsey Twins at Mystery Mansion."

    Peter Bentley Form 4AJ


    Once upon a time there lived a Queen Fish and she was very beautiful.

    One night, before a ball, the King gave the Queen a beautiful necklace. But when they went to bed a thief came and stole the necklace. He was a wicked sea-horse and he carried a lantern wherever he went.

    In the morning the King and Queen found out and they were very sad. Just then a little page-boy swam up and said, "Why are you looking so sad?" the Queen told him. "It's that wicked sea-horse," he said.

    They went to tell the policeman (he was the shark). He soon caught the sea-horse. Then he said, "Tomorrow, I am going to have sea-horse pie." The Queen got her necklace back and they all lived happily ever after.

  • Jacqueline Pearce Infants 1


                      (prompted by a tiny picture of a snow-covered church)

    Once upon a time, at Christmas time, Judy, Peter, Mummy and Daddy were going to the church. They were going to see a crib. It was lovely. There was a little stable with Mary and Jesus in a manger. The oxen were kneeling by the baby. The Kings were there with gold crowns on their heads and the baby was about one year old.

  • Christine Baker Infants 1


    NOVEMBER 5th

    On Bonfire Night I was living with some people and we had a nice bonfire. We had sparklers and Catherine Wheels. We had lots of fun. I wasn't doing anything, but when I was just going in, the man gave me some sparklers, I stayed and watched them. We liked watching the fireworks go up. The ones I liked best were the Catherine Wheels. I liked to see them go round and round. I liked the colours.

  • June Gibbons Infants 1



    I'd love to be a sailor,

    To sail the seven seas,

    Across the wide, wide ocean,

    Across to Tripoli.

    I'd see all beautiful land,

    With ships at the docks and boats at hand,

    But if I was to go up in ranks,

    I should have to stop my pranks.

  • John Bennett Form 4BJ



    I'd like to be a sailor the seven seas to sail,

    Or on a whaling ship to spot the whale,

    On a destroyer firing the gun,

    Or sailing the Mediterranean 'neath the sun.

     Or on a big ship stoking the boilers,

    Or steaming down to  Suez watching the oilers,

    Or on a patrol boat watching the foam,

    Or approaching the land that is my home.

  • Paul Lewis Form 4BJ


    By The Sea

  • Once upon a time I went for a walk and I saw some birds. They were flying over the sea and I saw a boat and it was sailing over the water. There were seven men in it. It had two sails. There was a shark near the boat and the men in the boat were throwing spears but the missed the sharks, all the time.

  • Arthur Booty Infants 2



    Malta is a small island in the Mediterranean Sea. It is very  dusty and there is not much sail so the farmers have to terrace their land so that the earth does not wash away. Valletta is the There are lets of shops there. There are toy all kinds of shops. There is a big garden called Boschetto Gardens. There are lemon trees and orange trees there. They sell oranges there and it is a nice place for picnics. There are brightly coloured boats called dghajsas. They have a piece of wood sticking up in the bow and stern.

  • Simon Hunter

  • Form 1B.J


  • NAME

  • My name is John Larter,

    I'm nine years old,

    I get up in the morning and do as I'm told,

    I'm eager for work and I'm eager for play,

    And I run for my bus at the end of the day.

    My name is John Larter,

    I'm nine years old,

    And I never do as I'm told,

    I moan at my food and I moan at my play,

    And Mummy's fed up at the end of the day.

    At eight-o-clock when it's time for bed,

    I moan and I moan till my face turns red,

    I jump into bed when my prayers are said,

    And dream sweet dreams of the stories I've read.

  • John Lantar Form 2AJ



    I went to the circus where I saw a clown. He had a red face, he had blue ears, and a big nose. He had thin legs and orange hair, I liked him. It was getting late so we went home to have tea. We told Daddy what we had seen.

  • Josephine Phelps Infants 2


    Once upon a time, all the seaweed had been washed up on the sand, and it said, "We shall play a game of 'Catch Me If You Can.'" "All right," said the others. "The tide will come up as the day goes on and we shall be swept away,," said one.

    One said "Go" and all the seaweed ran down to the sea and quickly back because a wave was coming and they did not want to be swept away.

    Only one piece of seaweed was caught by the waves in the morning and that brought misery to the family "Still, we might meet again one day," said mother weeping.

    The afternoon came and all the seaweed came out, and one bit said, "Let us see how many can be left by four o'clock, for the time now is a quarter to two." "What are you doing? I am going to tell you when it is time to go," said one. All of a sudden someone said "Go!" All the seaweed went running down the sand and it was gone because a big wave covered it all. They had a good day, but had a bad ending. Nobody knows what happened to that bunch of seaweed.

  • Susan Gadsden Form 4BJ



  • I have a little baby cat, I give him milk each day, She sleeps upon a cushion, At the end of the day.

    Christine Mordecai


    I wish I were a fairy, Who lived in fairyland, With servants to work for me. I think it might be grand.

    Pamela Rhodes


    I have a little baby fish, A wriggling in the sea, It always likes to see me, I give it bread for tea.

    Peter Ross


    I have a little baby dog, . He is so very sweet.

    I took him for a little walk, And he sat on a seat.

    Jennifer Cockside


    I wish I were a sailor, A sailing on the sea, I would put the sails up Then I'd go for my tea.

  • Stephen Brewster


    I wish I were a sailor,

    A sailing on the sea.

    I'd like to see the pretty things,

    Looking up at me.

    Lindesay Prichett


    I have a little baby doll, And she's as good as gold. And everytime I feed her, I give her a spoon to hold.

  • Patricia Bishop


    I have a little baby doll,

    She's so naughty to be dressed.

    She kicks and screams and scratches me,

    When I put on her vest.

    Christine Baker


    I have a little baby doll, Her name is Penny P. She is a little tiny doll, She likes to play with me.

  • Susan Thompson




    Two years ago my Mother, Father and I went for a camping holiday in Cornwall. We had a big tent to sleep in. Every morning at seven o'clock I went for a morning swim and when I came back my breakfast was ready. Mummy used to cook the breakfast on an Alladin bowl fire. It was a long way down the little path to the hot sand. When I went down to the beach I had to run across the sand because it was so hot. If I walked across it I should have burned my feet.

    There was a big pool there. It was very deep. My daddy carried me across a lot of times. In the little rock pools there were tiny fish.

    When it was time to go home I did not want to leave taut a lovely holiday must come to an end.

    Adrian Smith Form 3.CI.


    I wash the plates and then the pots,

    I often help at home,

    I wipe them with a linen cloth.

    And never make a moan.

    I often help at home,

    And I wash and wipe the bowl,

    I make bubbles with the soap,

    In the bucket I bring coal.

  • David Young Form 3.CI.J.



    Down in the church-yard at night,

    Under the trees where there shines no light,

    Somebody springs from out of a bush,

    The shadow is death, he is in a rush,

    He climbs over the wall and is away,

    And he's back again at dawn's first ray,

    A murder was done that very day,

    And somebody new in the earth does lay.

  • Lorna Phillips Form 4.A.J.



    Building model aircraft is a very enthralling hobby. There are many different and exciting kits to choose from. If you are a beginner it is better to buy simple aircraft like the Keil Kraft 'Ezibilt' kits which are rubber powered and quite cheap (about 4/-). The equipment you should have is a razor blade, a few pins and some balsa cement. Start by cutting out pieces from the balsa wood cards, then, when everything is cut out, stick together the fuselage and then stick the wings and the tail on. When you have done that, fix the undercarriage to the body, then place the rubber band through the hole in 'the body. Secure it with a match stick and you have finished the plane. It does not need painting. After this brief introduction to this constructional hobby, I wish you the best of luck.

    R. Spedding Form 4BJ


    I have many hobbies but making Plaster of Paris models is my best. To make them you get Plaster of Paris, a jam jar. a spcon, a rubber model and some water and pour it into the rubber model until it is filled nearly up to the top. Pour it into the jam jar and mix it with the Plaster of Paris. When it gets quite thick pour it into the rubber model. Squeeze the air bubbles out and hold it until it is dry. When it is dry you soak the outside of the rubber model and pull it back gently. When you have taken it off, leave it for a little while until it hardens. After, you have painted it you varnish it. It is a good decoration for any room.

    Peter Symons Form 4AJ


    There was a boy from Ree

    Who said he would empty the sea,

    He started at morn,

    And said at dawn

    I'll finish it after tea.

    Carol Burton Form 3C1J


    My home in England is a very nice house. It has a pond
    and a garden. Inside it has a gas cooker, three bedrooms, a
    dining room and a front room. Mummy said we could have a
    television. In the street there is a park. There are thirty
    houses and five trees. There is a lane at the back of the houses.
    My daddy gave me seeds to put in the garden. He gave me
    a book to look at so that I can put the seeds in the right places.
    We had a big garden with a little trough at which the birds
    drink. The birds eat at a little house. They have bread and
    cake. Paula Robson

    Form 1BJ


    On the 25th of January, 1957, I awoke full of excitement. I dressed quickly and went into the living room where my father was waiting.

    After we arrived at Msida we went aboard H.M.S. Forth and my father told the officer on duty that he had permission to take me to sea for the day in H.M.S. Sentinel. The officer looked at me baffled and said "All right." After that we went down into the lower deck where men who did not go home every night were having their breakfast. At 7.30 a.m. we sailed. When we were clear of the harbour I was introduced to the captain. At 8.30 a.m. we dived and I started to explore the ship. First of all my father took me to the part of the bows where the torpedo tubes were. Some of the tubes had notices on them that read "Tube Flooded". That means there is water in the tube and the weight of the water is equal to the weight of a torpedo. Next I went into lots of various places such as: the Asdic Office, the W.T. Office, and the Radar Office. At 4. 0. p.m. we surfaced and went in search of the sonar-buoys that the "Shackleton" had dropped. Whilst we were searching for the buoys a "Sea Hawk" dive bombed us. Previously I had had my photograph taken having my dinner and looking through the periscope at a "Shackleton."

    Soon we headed for Msida Creek.

    M. Fullalove Form 4AJ


    The moon shines down in the hall, And glitters on the garden wall. The silver tree in the garden doth lie Beyond it, the pretty silver sky. The moon came up big and round, And gave its glitter upon the ground. It looked a picture in the sky, And then at last it said "Goodbye!"

  • Sandra Roberts Form 4BJ



    Brightly shines that big round ball, Casting shadows on the wall, On the wall and on the floor, Shining through my bedroom door.

  • Brightly shines the moon tonight, Though 'twill soon be out of sight, Then the sun will start to rise, And brighten up the morning skies.

  • Fiona Crichton Form 4BJ



    One day I went for a walk in a field. Suddenly I saw a space ship on the ground. So I went into the space ship. I saw some buttons and levers. So I pressed a button and a lever. Suddenly it took off and I whizzed off to space. Suddenly I saw a man with red ears and a green nose, so I got back into the space-ship and I whizzed down to earth.

  • Roger Colgate Infants 2



    When Igrow up I am going to be a Sea Ranger and I will learn all about the sea. My mother was a Sea Ranger. She said it was very nice and she told me all about ships and other things. Mummy said I would be sure to like it. If I like it I will stay in it a long time. Sometimes you would go out to sea and you would see the world.

  • Ann Bunting Form 1BJ



  • The wind is whirling,

    The windmills' twirling,

    The daffodils dance in the breeze,

    To the rustling of the old trees.

    The birds in the nest.

    All squeeze together,

    The leaves are dropping,

    In the Autumn weather.

  • Maureen Cleaver Form 4AJ



    One windy day as I walked along, The wind blew my cap in the air, I chased and chased as far as I could, When I tripped over a bit of wood. I fell down hard upon my nose, And badly hurt my head, And when I got home and climbed the stairs, I had to go to bed.

  • John Harris Form 4AJ



    Once upon a time there was an elf who lived in a toadstool. He was the toughest, bravest elf in the land. One sunny day he came out of his little house wearing his blue trousers. He heard that a dragon was coming so they put armour on him. But it began to rain fast so the Royal Court got ready to find something to keep them dry. They pulled at a toadstool and it became the first umbrella.

    Peter Ross Infants 1 



    Once upon a time there was a little Goblin called Tiny, who lived in a house with a lovely and neat garden. Tiny had almost everything in it only he did not have any trees in his garden at all. He very much wanted one but he could not find anyone who sold them. It was now winter and snow was already on the ground. Tiny asked everything in the garden but no one could tell him where to get a tree. At last Tiny asked the snow if it knew where to get a tree, and when Tiny asked the snow, it said, "I know where you can get one Tiny. A pedlar comes around at 2 o'clock at night to your district and whispers "Trees, Trees, Id. for a tree." You can get one then" said the snow. "Oh thank you!" said Tiny. At 2 o'clock that night Tiny got a magic tree which grants wishes, so he lived happily ever after.

  • Brenda Harvey Form 2AJ



    See the snowflakes falling From the sky so grey, Hear the children calling As merrily they play. See the snowflakes falling Gently to the ground, See the snowflakes dropping Dropping with no sound.

  • Susan Oxford Form 4AJ



    How beautiful is the rain Though like the clatter of hoofs, It pounds upon the roofs And on the window pane.

    How beautiful is the rain After the dust and heat, Of the broad and fiery street And the narrow lane.

    How beautiful is the rain But then the thunder roars And down the gutter pours, The rain, the welcome rain.

  • Derek Holness Form 4AJ



    Autumn has gone, and winter's here, Spring will shortly come, When all the flowers come back again, Winter is really done.

    All sorts of flowers grow on the bank, Spring is here again, The time when all things liven up, The time for it to rain.

  • Fay Jennings Form 4AJ



    Once upon a time there was a little bird and it lived in a tree and fed on bread. The tree was big and very fat. The bird lived in a hole in the tree with his wife and three children.

  • Josephine Phelps Infants 2




    I began to make a model of H.M.S. Torquay because I saw a picture of her in the centre-page of the comic "Eagle". I brought the picture to school and started making the model in the handwork lessons.

    Mr. Willsher, my teacher, told me that I would need match boxes, match sticks, cardboard, and lots of newspaper.

    Sometimes I took the model home to improve her. One time I took her home to put on the rigging and crowds of people came round me. Mr. Willsher made some grey paint to paint the model. I was finished in about six weeks.

    One day when the class had come in from assembly I was told I was to have tea with the Captain of the Torquay. After, all the boys heard this they started making models of Torquay, hopefully.

    My visit to Torquay was postponed for about a month because she had to go to Suez. One Friday, Miss Vasey sent for me. I went to her room and she said that on the coming Friday I would go onboard H.M.S. Torquay, with my model.

    I waited until the Friday came then after school I went to Miss Vasey's office.

    Later on I got into her car and we drove to the dockyard. We parked the car and walked down Torquay's gang-plank where we were met by an officer and two ratings. The officer showed me over the upper deck and inside the bridge before going for tea.

    The Captain could not have tea with us so the officer who showed us round took us into the Wardroom for tea. I had orange squash, toast and buns. We were taken into the Captain's cabin and shown a very beautiful model of Torquay made by the Captain. Afterwards I was asked if I wanted to see the engine-room and I said "Yes!"

    The officer explained each thing to me and showed how the engines worked. He then asked me if I wanted to see the bottom of the ship. I went down a different gang plank to the dockside, and walked down the steep steps to the bottom of the dock. I was shown the propellers, rudders and asdic. The asdic is used for detecting submarines underwater.

    We went on board again and said "Goodbye!" after a very enjoyable two hours on board.

  • Brian Marsh Form 3AJ


    It is a spring morning and the sun is shining brightly. It is making the dew glitter on the grass blades. The lambs are frisky and bright as they dance in circles round the older sheep

    There is a gentle breeze blowing as all this happens.

    As well as all this, on the grass there are pretty spring flowers.

    Everything is bright and happy as I walk through the fields on this sunny, early spring morning.

  • Susan Stewart Form 2AJ



    The peacock is different colours, I love to touch a feather And see his hundred glittering spots That shine in sunny weather,

  • Suzanne Scholfield Form 3CIJ



    I saw a Robin Redbreast upon a big Oak tree, He sang a song so gaily I think he sang to me.

    The sun was shining brightly The Robin came to see, What he could find for supper And I went into tea.

  • Susan Wilkinson Form 4BJ



    What a laugh,

    What a scream.

    What a funny little dream,

    Kangaroos and Koala Bears,

    In the lounge and up the stairs,

    Down again, out and in,

    Goodness Gracious what a din.

  • Lynne Felters Form 4AJ



    Once upon a time there lived a little pixie in pixieland and his name was Glenn. One day he had a message from the Queen to say that they were going to have a party that very day. When they were in the palace eating the cake, they heard a noise. They looked out and saw a storm. The Queen was very frightened so were the pixies. They could not go home, so they went to sleep with the King and Queen.

  • Jacqueline Pearce Infants 1



    At Brownies we do many exciting things, we play games and do hard work as well.

    We go for outings in the summer. Last year we went to see Lady Baden Powell and I got her autograph. We went to Military Bay last year and had a lovely day there.

    I joined the Brownies when I was seven and I'm glad I joined because I enjoy it. I want to fly up to the Guides.

  • Sheila Ellard Form 4BJ



    On Christmas Day the bells are ringing

    And in the church the choirs are singing

    "Ding, dong! Ding, dong!" went the bells

    While in the church the voices swell.

    On Good Friday we have a feast

    Of hot cross buns which were soaked in grease

    On Easter Day we cheer and play

    For we have easter eggs that day

    Whilst in the church the suns great ray,

    Turns our hair from black to grey.

  • Peter Hayden Form 4AJ



    There's the master's stone age grave There lies the master's son named Dave So the story tells of age By the bent and humble slave.

    Year by year the stories told Daily tended by young and old In humble amazement there The past unfurls a mystery air.

  • Peter Whitby Form 4AJ



    Red, white, green and blue, Pretty flowers so frail, Daffodils and tulips, Dancing in the gale.

                          Hollyhocks and geraniums. All so tall and gay,

                        Swaying in    the wind and breeze, On a summers day.

  • Rosalyn Robertson Form 4AJ



    Malta is a small island in the Mediterranean Sea. It is quite rocky and there are quite a lot of bays. There is a big harbour called Grand Harbour. Lots of ships go into Grand Harbour. The farmers have to terrace their land because it does not rain much. Valletta is the capital of Malta and there are lots of shops. There are lots of green fields in spring time. The dghajsas take people from ships.

  • John Rayner Form 1BJ



    I know a little monkey,

    His fur was white and grey,

    He used to live upon the moors,

    But very sad to say,

    He danced over the hill and down the dale,

    He danced so far his bread was stale,

    And still to this very day,

    We don't know why he danced away

                        Sandra Bell Form 3C1J



    The lion stands in the jungle,

    He's ready for a fight,

    You know he is very fierce,

    He's hunting every night.

               Jane Stubbs Form 3C1J




    In England my garden is bigger than my home and in the garden there are lots of flowers. My grandfather let me have part of the garden and my uncle sent me a book with seeds in it. My father made me a nice Union Jack of flowers. There were lots of other colours as well as red, white and blue. We have a front garden and a back garden.

  • Nicholas Linkins Form 1BJ



    Once upon a time there lived a pixie in pixieland. One day there came a rat-a-tat-tat on his door. He said. "Who is that knocking on my door?" "It is I, John the postman," was the reply, then he came in. "What do you want?" asked Peter the pixie. "I have brought you a letter." "Thank you," said Peter, and he opened it. It said, "To Peter from the Fairy Queen. Come to the party." So Peter got ready and he was soon at the party. Suddenly a storm came and Peter was frightened. He couldn't go home, so he slept in the castle.

  • Stephen Brewster Infants 1



    The ships that come to Malta,

    Are very often grey,

    I like to stand and watch them,

    Sail in Msida Bay.

    The ships that come to Malta,

    Let down their heavy anchor,

    There is one big ship,

    Which is an oil tanker.

  • June Christison Form 3C1J




    I know a lady who's bright and gay, Who stands at the corner all the day, Selling oranges sweet and sour, Doing her knitting every hour. By the side of the lady, Stands a little girl called Sadie, Selling apples sweet and juicy, Talking to her sister Lucy.

  • Elizabeth Raven Form 4BJ




    One day in the summer holidays my father took me on board H.M.S. Manxman for the day. At 8.30 we left harbour to look for submarines. I sat on a little table on the bridge whilst my father was speaking to the captain. Ten minutes later we saw a green flare arise from the sea. This meant that the submarine had fired a torpedo at the ship, but it was only practice, the ship was not sunk. We went away from the submarine to practice again. This time all the men were looking for the periscope with binoculars and telescopes, tout the Asdic man shouted, "Echo!" and some numbers. The Captain turned the ship and a man threw over board two hand grenades that went bang and the submarine sent up a Smoke Candle to say they had been found. It was then dinner time. After our meal we went to another place to do some practice shooting with the small guns at a target behind an aircraft. The aircraft kept going up one side and down the other while the gunners practiced shooting. The shots were very near but the target never came down. Later we came back into Sliema and tied up to the two buoys.

    Peter Whitby Form 4AJ


    Once upon a time, there stood a castle in which a magician lived. He was quite an old magician so he wanted someone to look after him.

    One day a princess came wandering through the trees, looking for her pet monkey. The princess had a lovely hair-band that, when the sun caught it, it would twinkle.

    It was a beautiful spring morning, and the birds were singing their sweet song when the princess's hair-band caught the sun and it shone.

    When the magician looked down he saw the hair-band and then he caught sight of the princess, He thought for a moment and then he shouted out, "Hey you down there." The princess looked .up "What is it?" she cried. "Come up here," he replied. i "How can I?" said the princess. "Wait down there," said the magician. The princess waited and soon the magician came back to the window with a long ladder. The princess climbed up the ladder and found herself in the castle with the old magician. "Now," he said, "I want you to be my wife, and do all my work for me. I am too old to work." "No," said Rose (the princess), "Yes," replied the magician. "No," said Rose.

    Then the magician flew into a temper. "I shall turn you into a frog," he said and with that he took his wand and turned her into a frog. So now Rose is living in a pond.

    Alison Macey Form 2AJ


    Oh how did that there Guinea-pig

    Grow without a tail,

    I think it was that thing-um-a-jig

    Who made him have no tail.

    One day that horrid thing-um-a-jig,

    Came waddling under full sail,

    And went right up to the hut of that pig,

    And snipped off all his tail.

  • Nicholas Allen Form 4AJ



    In the land of ice and snow,

    Lives the hardy Eskimo,

    In his snow hut called igloo,

    He's as snug as me and you.

    For his food he eats bear's meat,

    Blubber too to give him heat,

    Seal and bear and Artie Bird,

    Tallow candles, so I've hear

  • David Kingdom Form 4AJ



    Once upon a, time there lived a fairy. One day she met a witch. The fairy was very poor, so the witch made a magic spell over her. The fairy was so pleased that she asked her to tea, but she only had bread and butter. The witch made some magic over her plates and all her plates changed into gold, and they all lived happily ever after.

  • June Gibbons Infants 1



    There in the wood the old witch stood

    Her eyes so fierce and grey

    Midst mumbling and grumbling, she put on her hood

    Then astride her broom with her cat she stood.

    There on her broom

    She flew off to the moon

    Some spells for her to collect

    Her cat on the end said "Oh what a shame,

    You witches get all the fame."

  • Rita Couch Form 4AJ



    My dad was a Royal Marine and was on H.M.S. Sheffield in the year 1942 when the Royal Navy was trying to sink the German battleship Scharnhorst, for it was one of the Nazi's biggest battleships. In that time most English cruisers kept together to hit big Nazi battleships Graf Spee and Bismark. The Belfast and Sheffield were always together like the Exeter and Ajax. That was how they sank the Nazi battleship Graf Spee. Then in the year 1942 H.M.S. Sheffield and Belfast sank the Nazi battleship Scharnhorst. My dad took a photograph of the Scharnhorst sinking.

  • David Hudson Form 3C1J



    One morning I woke early and suddenly remembered I was going on H.M.S. Forth on an exercise. We weighed anchor at 10.30 a.m. and started moving slowly at first, and then faster as we picked up more speed. My father had supplied us with binoculars, so when we went past the harbour entrance all eyes scanned the horizon for a speck of black which would reveal H.M. Submarine "Tudor's" periscope. Finally a flare told us that the "Tudor' 'was surfacing. At twelve o'clock we went down for lunch. At approximately 1.15 we sighted a herd of dolphins and spent a pleasant 15 minutes watching them. At 1.30 we sighted "Decoy"; we commenced with the exercise. We had tea at 4 o'clock and then we left "Forth" by launch and came into Msida Creek.

  • Michael Lucas Form 4A



    The clouds are many different shapes,

    The black ones are nimbus,

    They bring the rain,

    And the curved ones are cirrus.

    Some times clouds bring rain,

    Some times they bring sun,

    And we always wish

    The cumulus would come.

    Linda Haesler Form 3C1J



    In England I have a lovely house. Over the fence there is a horse. When I was going to feed him he nearly bit my fingers so I ran away. I ran up and down. I loved it. We have red garage doors and a red gate. We have a very big garden. I have a dolls house and dolls furniture. We lived in it for three months. I like to look at the builders. I like to climb up the ladder of a crane. I have a bedroom all for myself. My dolls-house is by my bed. We have a hole in the roof and we put our boxes in it. We have a cupboard in which we put our clothes. It keeps them dry too.

  • Lynne Chapman Form 1BJ



    One road leads to Mosta, Where there is a dome, One road leads to Sliema, And the other leads me home. One road leads to the grocers, One road leads to town, One road leads me up the road, And the other leads me down.

  • Andrew McLeod Form 2AJ



    One sunny afternoon I was asked out to Armier beach with some friends.

    We went in their car. They have a little girl called Lisa. I sometimes play with her.

    When we got there, first of all we put our bathing suits on and then we jumped into the water. We had a long swim then we had tea at the beach. When we went home I told my mother I had a lovely afternoon. 

  • Anthea Jessica Watson Form 2AJ



    As we have a 1938 affair of a car, it is not a wonder that it broke down.

    She is quite a "good girl" as we say, and we call her Genavieve, Jenny for short. It happened one day when we decided to climb a hill, (a very steep one too). We managed to get halfway up, when suddenly, Jenny revved up, and stopped. Daddy said, "That's it!"

    We were quite a bit shaken, so Daddy said, "Well we'd better get her down again." Off we went, Alison and Andrew, (the twins) in the car, but Mummy and I got out, and walked.

    When we were down again we parked in a convenient place, and Mummy and Alison went to see the garage man, who said it was the crankshaft that had broken.

    Mummy, Alison, Andrew and I went home on a Mellieha bus, and Daddy came on later, being towed by a lorry. When we had all had a bath and had changed into our night-clothes, Mummy said, "Quite an exciting day!"

  • Ann Macey Form 4 A



     In 1955 I went with my parents on a two week trip to Italy. It was in the summer holidays in August that we went. First we took a taxi to the Phoenicia Hotel and then we took an airbus to Luqa Airport to catch a B.E.A. plane. The journey lasted two hours and when we arrived at the Airport in Rome we were taken to a waiting-room. After that we went on a bus along a road that had notices all along it. At last, we were walking along a wide road to our hotel. While we were in Rome we saw the Colossseum, and had a trip to Tivoli, a place just outside Rome. There was a lovely waterfall there. We had tea there as well. Next we went to Milan and saw Milan Cathedral and almost went to the top, daddy took my picture and it turned out ever so funny. Then we went to Florence. Next we went to Streiza near the Lake Magiori and on the way we passed some places, Burano, and Murano. It was lovely in Streiza and we saw some lovely gardens there. We then went to Venice and had a hotel in a very narrow street and we saw the church there. Then we went to Rome again and there we caught the plane back to Malta

  • Fay Jennings Form 4AJ



  • We went to the Palace Armoury in August with some relations who were staying with us. When we got there we paid the fee and went up the stairs, through a revolving door and emerged in the Armoury. After looking round a bit my brother rushed off and after a while he came back and announced that he had seen an aeroplane. I followed him and there stood the Gloster Gladiator "Faith", now without wings or body plating because they are at the War Museum, London. There are torpedoes, cannon, cannon balls, an Italian howitzer, swords, axes, spears, the George Cross of Malta and many other things. If you are interested and have not been there before I strongly recommend you to visit the Palace Armoury.

  •  Peter Kendall Form 4AJ



    There was a little Goblin Who got married yesterday, He had a little pony Whose name was Dapple Brey.

    Little Goblin and his wife Thought they would settle down To a long and happy life Just outside of town.

    They were happy everyday As happy as can be, Together with little Dapple Brey They all lived happily.

  • Alan O'Hagan Form 4BJ



    Once there was a great Lady. Her name was Helen and she was beautiful. Prince Paris took her to Troy. The King of Sparta brought her back, but before they got her back there was a long war.

    Ullysses thought of making a wooden horse, so that the soldiers could hide. A lot of Trojans were captured. Helen is at home now.

  • Patricia Bishop Infant 1



    It's Monday morn and dad's in a hurry, He eats his breakfast down with a flurry, Then hurries off in Sliema bus,-His destination Lascarus.

  • Michael Lucas Form 4AJ



    In our classroom we have a Portrait Gallery. We have only eight pictures upon the wall so far, but we are working for more. Over to the right of them are our Guy Fawkes: we have ten of those.

    I think they are very good. In the corner of the classroom we have some paintings of clowns in every colour you can think of. To the left of them we have some pictures of the Spanish Main. Some of the ships show fighting but others don't. Some of the paintings I think show a lot of care. I like painting patterns best, pictures are far more complicated.

  • Patricia Morris Form 4BJ



    My favourite hobby is Aircraft Study. I find it very interesting too. I've got a big box full of books about them and plenty of photographs as well My uncle is an engineer and works for Skyways Airways and he takes me into some planes. He has taken me into a Hermes, a Dakota D.C.3., a Viking and a York.

    In England I went in an Auster A,O.P.14. I went about 7000 ft. up, didn't I go green, as it was my first flight in a plane. I still think Aircraft Study is a good hobby.

  • David Stray Form 4AJ



    I began to save stamps when I was four. I saved stamps from all over the world, but I now only save stamps which are British Colonies. I received a stamp book, a crown one with 80 leaves and more pages can be bought to fit in at 4/6 for 25. The main country in my collection is Malta. I have a set from the id. to the 2/-. The two-shilling is worth £2 - 5s. - Od., the five shilling is worth 18/6.

    I hope to get the 2/6 and 10/- soon. I have about 1,000 stamps, all British Colonies.

    P. Bromley Form 4AJ


    A cowboy rose at break of day,

    And said "I must be on my way,"

    So he saddled up and rode away,

    Soon he came upon a shack,

    Then he heard a rifle crack,

    He fell wounded in the back,

    His blood ebbed out upon the track.

    From the undergrowth arose,

    A dirty leer upon his face,

    A slimy halfbreed by the name of Jose,

    Boded ill for cowboy Race,

    With a squirm our hero drew his gun,

    And blasted Jose to Kingdom come,

    Race's life was also done,

    For he died beneath the mid-day sun.

    Kenneth Bratton Form 4BJ


    Once in the days of old,

    When pirates roamed the water

    The Castle met a Pirate bold,

    There followed a great slaughter.

    They fought upon each others deck

    With dagger and with sword.

    "Come on lads, put their ship to wreck,"

    The Captain of the Castle roared.

    The Castle though she valiantly fought

    The pirates were too many

    They plundered on leaving nought

    And nor did they leave any.

    Richard Moon Form 4AJ


    I got up at about half past six in the morning. I was just about to doze off again when Daddy came past my bedroom and said. "Time to get up, Nick."

    After I had got myself all dressed up in a thick pull-over Daddy and I got into the car and drove away. (Mumrny was there to drive the car back).

    We soon arrived at the place where an H.M.S. Dainty boat was waiting for us. Mummy said good-bye to us and drove away while we got in the boat. We soon arrived at the 'D' Class Destroyer and climbed up a rope ladder on to the deck. Captain Gibson (the Captain of the ship) was there to meet us. We went straight to his cabin and had a cup of coffee.

    After that we went up on to the bridge. Suddenly we started moving, I had no idea that the engines had started until I found that we were moving. A sailor came with a bundle of flags. He undid the bundle and put some in some holes at the side of the ship. Daddy told me that they were to tell what speed we were going to another Destroyer H.M.S. Carisfort who was coming up at our stern. We were on an exercise to pick up by radar, a submarine which was under water.

    H.M.S. Carisfort was coming up at seventeen knots, while we had reduced from fourteen knots to seven knots. I was still gazing about when the Captain said, "What about going and having your breakfast down in my cabin now? you see I have my breakfast up here."

    While we were having breakfast we had to keep our cups from tipping over with the roll of the ship. Our breakfast consisted of, first of all a fruit, then some Corn-Flakes with tinned milk, toast with fried egg on top, fried spam, arid then toast and marmalade.

    After we had had our breakfast we went up on to the bridge again. I was given a pair of binoculars to look through.

    After a while daddy said, "Come down to the Ops room (the Operations Room) with the Captain and me." In the Ops room there were all sorts of gadgets. Some for showing what course we were going, some for seeing where Carisfort was, and one showing the outline of Malta and Gozo. While we were in the Ops room "Bangs" of the aeroplanes guns went off.

    After we had been in the Ops room we went back onto the bridge. Soon the message came from the Ops room that the submarine had been found. So we left H.M.S. Carisfort to surface the submarine, while we went off at thirty-two knots to fire at a target towed by a tug called Mediator. First of all we plugged cotton wool in our ears. (If we hadn't the noise of the guns would make our ear-drums burst). When the guns did fire they made a terrible noise.

    Soon we arrived at Grand Harbour. When we had anchored we had our lunch. The lunch consisted of, first of all vegetable soup, and then potatoes, omelette with meat inside and peas, and for pudding we had jam-roll and custard.

    When we had got down from lunch the Captain produced very kindly for me, a lovely penknife, a sailors cap band and a photograph of H.M.S. Dainty. Before lunch I had been down to the engine room and the boiler room.

    After we had had a sit-down after lunch we got into a boat and went to Customs House. Mummy was there to meet us, and then we went home.

    Nicholas Allen Form 4AJ



    Have you ever been to a party? If you have you will know it was very gay with all the games to play, like Blind Man's Buff, Hide the Thimble, Ring-a-Ring of Roses. You play lots more games too. I have been to lots of parties. I liked Manoel Island party. If you went I suppose you liked it when you were watching films, playing on the round-abouts, having slides, and trying to put on the donkey's tail. If you have ever been to your friend's party 1 suppose you would enjoy it very much. At nearly every party you receive a parcel and give one. I expect every party is jolly and gay.

  • Christine Grossman Form 3C1J



    The little red robin high up in a tree, Talking to the bumble bee, Said robin with his breast so red, I'm feeling tired so I'm going to bed.

  • Sheila M. Smith Form 4AJ



    Once upon a time there was a boy and girl. They were twins. The boy was called John and the girl was called Mary. One morning John said, "May Mary and I go out into the hills and take our dinner and tea with us?" Mother said they could but told them to be back before six-o-clock. So off they set "Let us have a little sleep before having our dinner." John said, humming a tune. At last they found a nice spot. Mary said, "All right." So they had a sleep. They woke up about half-past eleven. John said, "Let us have dinner." So they set out their dinner. Afterwards they picked some flowers. At last it was time to eat tea. After tea they set off home. They went to bed as soon as they got home.

  • Heather A. Ellsey Form 1BJ



  • Definition of Paradise — "A man who can't walk."

    Local Spot — Bus-eeder Round-bout.

    (Msida round-about with bus in mind).

    "Charming" description of the Headmaster's new car by "you know who" — "cream with pink spots on it."

    Malta (Com)plications

  • "Do children in Britain use the Britainplication Table instead of the Maltaplication Table?"



    Father we thank thee for everything,

    For the many birds that sing,

    For the flowers that open everyday,

    And for the sun that shows the way;

    For the people that I know

    And for the flowers at my feet,

    I love them all.

  • Christine Herrington Form 3C1J



    How we tremble, how we shake How we quiver, how we quake, How we line up at the door, Crawl unwillingly across the floor.

    Take our seats with trepidation Accept our papers with hesitation, The dreaded moment at last has come, The examinations have begun.

    Ann Downie Form 4AJ



    Prize Day at Tal Handak was on Wednesday, 21st November. The Flag Officer Malta, Rear-Admiral W. G. Brittain presided and Lady Grantham presented the prizes and certificates. Admiral Sir Guy Grantham, GCB CBE DSO., Commander-in-Chief Mediterranean was also present, and other guests included H.H. The Lieutenant Governor and Mrs. Trafford-Smith, Captain the Earl of Roden. Instructor Captain and Mrs. A. H. Miles, and Heads of Malta Schools and Colleges.

    The programme included songs by the school and choir; opening remarks by the Flag Officer Malta; the Headmaster's Report which is reprinted below ; and after the presentation of the prizes. Lady Grantham asked Admiral Brittain to grant the school a holiday - a fitting end to a most successful and enjoyable afternoon.


    1. School Song.Admirals All ...  W. Veitch.

    1. The Flag Officer Malta - Rear-Admiral W. G. Brittain, CBE.
    2. Headmaster's Report.
    3. Songs by the School Choir.

    Jesus, Joy of Man's Desiring  ...J.S.Bach.

    Now oh Land and Sea Descending ... Handel

    1. Presentation of Prizes and Certificates by Lady G. Grantham.
    2. Song by the School.

    I vow to thee my country Gustav Holst.


    The Prize-Winners were:-

    1AG  Kathleen Pilsbury, Malcolm Grant,  Peter Tribe. 2CM  Victoria Lowe, Patricia McElhatton, Michael Coles.
    1AM  Helen Coombs, Jaqueline Gilpin, Pauline Slade. Progress Fredk. Green. 3AG  Elizabeth Furness, Graham Benfield, Derek Hammond.
    1BG  Angela Denman, Pauline Bentley, Barbara Mortimer. 3AM  David Harvey, Priscilla Spencer, Patricia D'arts
    1BM  Colin Symonds, Jeanne Ashton, John Byrne. 3BG  Pamela Hunt, Beryl Brierley & Geoffrey Gibbons.
    1CG  Carol Ann Gowan, Peter Hayes, Anthony Perks. 3BM  Thomas Turner, Lilian Mundy, Malcolm Harris.
    1CM  Michael Fenn, Eileen Brown, Marlene Ashby. 3CM  Geoffrey Day, Clifford Foreman, Barry Gay.
    1DM  Terence Francis, Anthony Azzopardi, Michael Ingram. 4G  John Knight, Richard Beavis, Marion Watson.
    2AG  Elizabeth Allen, Amanda Tapley, Rosamund Bruce. 4AM  Terence O'Connell, Pamela Jeffreys, Doreen Kemp.
    2AM  Brian Shackleton, Pamela Cross, Michael Hunt & Charles Bromley. 4BM  Lawrence Belcher, William Lear, James Smith.
    2BG  Marilyn Williams, Peter Sulman, Ann Buckland Pinnock. 5G  Gerald Whitehouse, Christopher Beavis, Craig Love.
    2BM  Raymond Felters, Malcolm Bunting, Mary Pace. 5M  Norma Leask, Helen Acton, Anne Stimpson.
    2CG  Brenda Little, Lynn Hughes.  
                                                                                                                            Subject Prizes
                                                                                                                              Art 4G  Jeffrey Instone.  1AG  Kathleen Pilsbury.
                                                                                                                            History 5G  Gerald Whitehouse.
                                                                                                           Domestic Science 6G  Wendy Hayes
                                                                                                 Craftsman's Certificate 4AM David Harvey
                                                                                                       R.S.A. Certificates Joan Constance  Madeline Couzins  Sheila Fisher  Marie Harrison  Norma Leask



    Headmaster welcomed the Commander-in-Chief and Lady Grantham; H.H. the Lieutenant Governor and Mrs. Trafford Smith; Admiral and Mrs. Brittain; Captain the Earl of Roden; and other guests, and said: —

    Since Captain Miles opened the School at Tal Handak in May, 1946, numbers have grown at an average rate of approximately 200 a year, and we are now a little over 1,900. When I joined in May 1954, the number of Teachers was 51; now it is 75. In a little over two years, the Secondary School has grown from 473 to 796, we have had 141 different teachers, the help of 18 Padres, and 10 Secretaries; and since 1st January this year, no less than 1,130 new children have joined the School - a turnover of over 220 each month.

    Accommodation is still a major problem, in spite of the fact that since Admiral Brittain came to Malta in August, 1954, 21 classrooms have been added to the School (13 at Tal Handak and 8 at Verdala). Part of the field has been improved by levelling; and we are hoping soon to have a new entrance at Tal Handak to relieve dangerous congestion among the buses. For these additions and improvements, we have to thank the Commander-in-Chief, Admiral Brittain, Captain Jay, the Fleet Instructor Officer (Captain Miles), and the Dockyard Departments who have done the work. Unfortunately the end is not yet in sight. This afternoon, I have sent home nearly 300 children because there was not room for them in the Hall, and we are hoping for enough money next year to improve the Dining Hall; to build a Gymnasium, and another three rooms; and to improve the general layout of Tal Handak, which at present is more like a village than a school.

    Since September, the facilities for Woodwork, Domestic Science, Needlework, and Art, have been expanded; we now have two rooms for each of these subjects; and high on my priority list of requirements are a Music Room and extra rooms for Light Crafts, Science, and Commercial Subjects. The main change in the curriculum this year has been the introduction of Metal-work for Senior Boys In the Modern Department, who now spend one afternoon a week in the Dockyard. Typing classes for the for girls have ceased, but will be re-started as soon as possible; and Games, we are still using a field belonging to the Army; and Sports Grounds at Takali, Safi, Corradino, and the Marsa. We have also been to Luqa; and we are grateful to all three Services, and the Marsa Committee, for the privilege of using these grounds.

    We had the usual good result in the General Certificate of Education at Ordinary and Advanced Level. This year it was the boys turn to do better than the girls, but some encouraging results were obtained by the girls from the Modern Department. Boys and girls have also taken Common Entrance; Civil Service; Royal Society of Arts; and a variety of Apprenticeship Examinations, and some boys in the Modern School are now preparing for the new Royal Society of Arts Technical Certificate. Recently a number of boys have joined from Technical Schools in England, and 1 have been concerned to find that their standards are well below the standards reached by "A" Stream classes in the Modern Department of this School. We hear a lot these days about Technical Education, and it is very easy to get confused, taut a good boy from the Technical School should be able to hold his own in Mathematics and Science, and possibly other subjects, to G.C.E. Level, with boys from Grammar Schools; and this standard must not be allowed to fall. Possibly the new Royal Society of Arts Technical Certificate will be a useful pointer to standards expected of boys from Technical Schools, and bright boys from the Modern Schools.

    In April, we had a General Inspection, which personally I found very helpful. During their travels, Inspectors see some first-class teaching, and acquire a clear picture of what standards should be. They commented very favourably on the tone of this School, and it is very gratifying to read in their report, and I quote - "that the standard of work in Service Schools in Malta is at least up to the average; that the best of the teaching is as good as the best in U.K.; and that parents can feel confident that their children do not suffer educationally by attending Service Children's Schools in Malta." This is a real tribute to the Staff, who carry out their work in such unusual and difficult conditions, and will encourage parents who naturally wonder how the move to Malta will affect their son or daughter's education. We are, in fact, fortunate that so many parents take such a keen interest in the School, and give their children so much encouragement, because it is well known that the family and home background have the greatest influence on a boy or girl's progress.

    In this short review, I have only time to mention a few of our many and varied activities. The Royal Marine Commandant at Ghain Tuffieha, and Commanding Officers of H.M.S. "Ranpura" and "St. Angelo," have generously supported our Outward Bound Courses and given us facilities for Boatwork (pulling, sailing, and power boats), some boys have been to sea in an R.A.F. Air/Sea trips to Italy - first when a party of boys climbed Etna at Easter, and later when a party of 40 went to Rome, Florence and Venice. Rescue Launch for a night exercise; and there have been two Last Christmas, classes from the Modern School produced their own short plays, and competed with great enthusiasm for a day's holiday: everyone got a great deal of fun and enjoyment from the School Production of H.M.S. Pinafore; and in July, we were glad to welcome competitors from other Service Schools to a Music Festival, which we hope will become an annual event.

    All well-established activities, like the Scouts, Guides, and Life Saving, have continued as usual. It is impossible to mention them all, but I would like to thank ALL (parents, friends, and Staff), who have been in any way responsible for organising activities which have given pleasure to so many of you.

    Lastly a word to the School - all of you are old enough to understand your parents' worries, and the need for each one of you in these troubled days to spare no effort to overcome the handicap of changing Schools, and to take full advantage of your opportunities. Good intentions are not enough - it requires a sustained personal effort, if you are to acquire the habit of working hard; and natural good manners, which, as you have heard me say many times, are always to your own advantage.

    And so, Sir, with the backing and encouragement of parents; and the method and discipline of the School; the stage is set for boys and girls to do their best in a vigorous and cheerful manner, and we hope they will always try to be a credit to their parents, to the School, and to themselves.



    Keith Elliott

    English Literature, French, History.

    Malcolm Livingstone History, Geography
    Robert Ware

    English Literature, History.Pure Mathematics,

    Michael Yorke

    English Literature, Geography,
    Anne Ashworth English Literature, Geography, Art.
    Rosalind Newman Art
    Wendy Hayes Cookery.


    Boys   Girls  

    John Allen

    English Language and Literature, History.

    Helen Acton Needlework.
    Christopher Beavis English Language and Literature, Latin French, History, Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics Lesley Cole English Language, History, Art.
    Anthony Benfield English Language and Literature, Mathematics Madelaine Couzins English Language.
    Roger Chandler

    English Language, Latin, French Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry.

    Eliza Dick English Language, French, Art.
    David Edwards English Language- and Literature, History, Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics, Physics Sheila Fisher English literature.
    Malcolm Hill

    English Language and Literature, History. Geography. Mathematics. Physics.

    Ann Gapper  French, Mathematics.
    Michael Long History, Mathematics, Shirley Hicks English Language.
    Craig Love

    English Language and Literature, French, History. Geography. Religious Knowledge, Mathematics,  Physics, Chemistry.

    Valerie Hills French, Geography.
    William McKinnon

    English Language, Latin. French, History, Geography, Mathematics Physics.

    Wendy Hobbs English Language and Literature, French, History, Art.

    Richard Morris

    English Language and Literature, French, History. Geography, Mathematics, Physics.

    Norma Leask French, Art.
    David Muckart English Language- and Literature, History, Religious Knowledge, Physics. Margaret Mayhew Art
    Christopher Newberry English Language and Literature, French, History. Geography. Mathematics. Physics. Helaine Michaels English Language and Literature.
    David Plater English Language, History, Geography, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry. Enid Morey English Language and Literature, History.
    Roderick Robertson English Language and Literature, History. Geography, Art, Mathematics. Chemistry, Biology. Janet Ogden Mathematics.
    Graham Stubbs English Language and Literature, History, Religious Knowledge, Geography. Dorothy Penman English Language, Art.
    Gerald Whitehouse English Language and Literature, French, History, Geography, Religious Knowledge,   Mathematics, Physics. Rosemary Richards English Language and Literature, French, History, Geography, Religious Knowledge.
        Glenys Roberts Art
        Kay Skinner

    English Language and Literature, History Religious Knowledge, Geography, Art, Biology.

        Ann Stimpson Art. History.
        Rosemary Sugden

    English Language and. Literature. History, Religious Knowledge, Biology.

        Sheila Tetchner English Language, Needlework,
    Religious Knowledge.
        Carole Tudor English Literature, History.
        Pat Turner English Language and Literature,
    Latin, French. History, Geography,
    Religious Knowledge.
        Maureen Watkins English Literature.
        Jill Watson-Liddell English Language and Literature,
    Latin. French, History, Geography.
    Religious Knowledge, Art.
        Ann Welham English Language and Literature, Art,
        Sylvia Waller English Language and Literature,
    Religious Knowledge.
        Wendy Hayes English Language and Literature
        Patricia Organ Art.



    This Festival, run by the Secondary Modern School, is rapidly developing into an annual institution. The teams enter with enthusiasm, and the various productions show a developing knowledge of theatre.

    The entries this year were of much higher grade of production and costume than last. Acting was not up to standard, excluding individual performers . but the choice of plays was good. In some cases, excellent adaptions from stories had been written, showing that there is some talent for play writing. It would be interesting to see some original efforts in this line.

    Taking the plays in order of presentation, they were: —


    A beautifully staged play by 2bm. There were some good production points, original, very carefully carried out. with an intelligent use of the stage.

    The idea of a chorus, speaking verse was good, but they must be careful not to intrude on the action of the play.

    Costumes were excellent as was the beautifully painted programme.

    The grouping of the team was well done. In fact, this team were infinitely better than some of the individual performers -their graceful and often powerful changing of groups gave a dramatic content to the play, and always a good picture.

    There was a bad point in using such a heavy chair and too low a seat. The King, as central figure, should have been on a slightly higher level than the others.

    Diction was good. Outstanding performer was N. Pletts, as the Bishop, who, wearing a most impressive costume, possessed poise and a good sense of stage position.

    The producer is to be congratulated on originality and good theatre. It would be interesting to see another play by him (or her?)


    This was a difficult play, as it depends on very clever miming. The actors must forget themselves and make the audience really believe in the feast that is not there. A little over-acting helps in this, and can be extremely funny.

    Costumes were good. The diction too "speedy" in parts. Props were excellent, and showed a great deal of thought and planning.

    Barmecide was inclined to be too much off stage. One outstanding performance was given by the Begger, who was an excellent mime, carrying the play with assurance.


    Here, a most original cast opened with an original theme, of a Television Screen. A very good idea, indeed, and well handled. The Table could have been smaller, as it tended to mask the excellent costumes.

    This whole team can be congratulated on their attack. Each gave a clear picture, as he entered, of what his particular character was supposed to be. We had the imperious Queen, the Court Chamberlain with a good sense of humour, and the King, who spoke his words beautifully.

    One point to be watched was a tendency to turn heads away from the audience.

    Acting and Make-Up were by far the best.

    Outstanding performance in a cast of very fine performers, was Anthony Fenton as the King. His voice was good, it was flexible, and he knew when to raise it. A very good show!


    A good try, this one. Unfortunately spoilt by the restless use of curtains. I would suggest that the producer, when faced with a number of small scenes, should lower the lights to eliminate this.

    There was some excellent dramatic grouping in this play, particularly when the stones were raised above Smith's head. The play had been well adapted, and was lucky in having Margaret Hutchinson as Compere. She possessed a clear diction and waited for the attention of the audience before introducing the various, episodes.

    Outstanding performer was Carol Hatton as Pocahantas, who is worth watching for future plays.


    A welcome change in costume and quite a good adaption. The cast started off nervously, but warmed up to their parts later. The grouping could have been better, as there was too much inclination to sit with backs to the audience, instead of slightly more facing.

    The well was very good, making a focal point for action, which was not used sufficiently.

    The intervals between scenes were rather long, but this can be improved with experience.

    Tom did best in the white-washing scene.

    Mother was quite good.


    This team were very close runners up to the winners, and gave an excellent performance. They worked as a team, and the Producers, Susan Baynes and Judith Butlin are to be congratulated on this.

    Entrances and movements were slick, grouping was good. There was an intelligent use of the furniture and most original ideas in the contrast of Giants and Tom Thumb.

    The costumes were excellent, so was the use of colour.

    Outstanding performances were those of Martin Little as the King, Susan Cummings as the Queen, and the two soldiers, who attacked their parts with real understanding. Highly recommended.


    An extremely funny play, but rather dependant on one good actor.

    Grouping was good, and the cast moved to their various positions as though they knew exactly where they had to go, and did so.

    There was an unfortunate bit masking as the family gathered around the picture.

    Father was excellent, but too much depended on this one actor. Diction was apt to be hurried.


    Again a play of several small scenes, spoilt by restless use of curtains.

    Props were excellent, particularly when the straw turned to golden coins. This was very well done indeed. The cast were well balanced, although Rumpelstiltsken could have been more sinister.

    Outstanding performers were the King and Queen. The young girl was good, although at one point her face was masked as she held the baby.

    Costumes were uneven, some being excellent, others rather careless.


    This team are to be congratulated on having an excellent designer in Susan van der Byl, who made and painted a very good fireplace and window. The whole set was good, quite the best one in the Festival, and set the atmosphere of the play. The cast moved in it as though they were used to living in that particular room.

    Gwen Stocker, as the kind mother, and Rita Sawyer, as the daughter, gave sound performances. Pamela Blackburn, as the maid was confident and moved very well.

    The second mother, played by Valerie Lawrence was very good, but could have been more imperious. Janet North, as her daughter, gave an excellent and most convincing performance.

    Jean Ellard, a sound little actress did very well in a boy's part, but was hampered by the fact that she was obviously a girl, in a cast of very good girls playing strong characters.

    If the team could have used a boy there, it would have been better balanced.

    The two unseen voices were clear, with good diction. A good compere; Helen Coombs, introduced the play.


    This team were the winners and are to be congratulated on the effort put into this play.

    It was written by Susan Ballian, and Produced by Jane Taylor. Costumes, which were excellent were by Susan Fisher. who did a remarkably good job with such an enormous cast to dress.

    There was some good lighting particularly in the cellar scene, and very good props.

    Make up was not as good as it could have been; Guy Fawkes himself should have been older. One bad point in the opening scene was the positions of the chairs, which were too stiff in arrangement; also, Mrs. Catesby could have moved away from the table to give more atmosphere.

    Diction was good, particularly in the case of the compere, Janet Mead.

    The Guards, as they arrested Fawkes should have been more forcible. Outstanding were Bryan Shackleton as Catesby, Janice Hayes, as the Queen and a beautiful performance by Susan Fisher as the maid, and Tommy Wellman, as King's Messenger.

    The whole production gave an atmosphere of interest, and real research into costume and mannerisms. A very fine effort.


    A. L. Rowe


    Even before the curtain rose on the first performance of "The Importance of Being Earnest," on February 12th at Tal Handak, the audience were prepared for the play's delightful period decor by Mrs, Watson Liddell's elegant flower arrangements which flanked the proscenium arch.

    The first set - Algernon Moncrieff's drawing room, superbly Monccrieff relations. David Muckart was entirely at ease as the experienced, but ever-hungrey young man about town, while Craig Love brought the right touch of sincerity to John Worthing, who eventually discovers that all his life he has been speaking nothing but the truth, Lane the manservant (Roderick Robertson) was suitably unobtrusive.

    Janet Ogden as Lady Bracknell found it easy to intimidate both young men, although under protest from her daughter Gwendolen Fairfax (Ann Welham.

    The Second Act revealed a charming Elizabethan Manor House garden setting, with sweetly eighteen Cecily (Joy Suttan) watering the roses as a delaying tactic to avoid returning to her German lesson, the delights of which are propounded by Miss Prism, (Wendy Blanchard) her governess. Lessons are forgotten by a fluttering Miss Prism when Canon Chasuble (Peter Pond) arrives in a welter of pedantic theological references. It is left to the aged retainer-type butler (John Knight) to announce the visit of the hitherto unknown wicked younger brother (impersonated by Algernon) of Cecily's guardian, Mr. Worthing. Gwendolen also arrives on the scene, and one of the highlights of the play was the quarrel between the two young ladies, when Cecily reveals that although she is a country-girl, a sophisticate from London has little to teach her.

    Everything ends happily ever after in the oak-panelled morning room of the manor house, with Jack discovering his long lost relations, arid Miss Prism and Doctor Chasuble being united, among others.

    As is true of most plays, the silly things that occur during rehearsals and back stage, are probably the best remembered, by the cast at least. The expenditure on biscuits, which doubled as cucumber sandwiches and muffins was quite phenomenal, and of course, there were never any left-overs.  Gwendolen's hats very nearly became impounded in the ladies' staff ;room, so charming were their arrangements of ribbons, violets and tulle. Lady Brancknell's hat, with its original flower garden, ostrich feathers and dead bird (imitation) was, however, released without protest.

    Miss Rippon's creations topped charming costumes which blended delightfully with the period colourings of Mr. Bletcher's magnificent settings. The make-up provoked both amusement and protest. Amusement from those being transformed into Edwardian dandies, with authentic curly side burns (Not to be confused with Teddy boys) and protest from at least one member of the cast, who feared that his white hair would cause a distinct fall in favour in at least one quarter. Van Gorder, as the silent footman, became so attached to his wig that he felt quite under-dressed when we decided a crew cut was more suitable.

    One stage effect which fascinated all of us was the Knight patent mechanical fire, glimmering realistically in the hearth; while no one could resist testing the steps created by Mr. Richards. As they bore the weight of the producer, they were deemed quite safe. We recall with some delight that it was Mr. Manners himself who picked up by its plasticine handle the vase which he had doctored.

    There are many more helpers whom we have had no room to mention here, but we are nonetheless grateful to them. By a happy coincidence, our final evening at Tal Handak took place on 'Earnest's' sixty-second birthday, which was also, very suitably. St. Valentine's Day.

    The play was later produced at Manoel Island Theatre in the Royal Naval Drama Festival, where it gained the Rosina Depares Make-up prize.


    Those fortunate or unfortunate pupils who remain in school after 3.30 p.m. on Thursday afternoons, may have often wondered at the varied sounds wafting from the direction of the dining room cum music room. At 5 p.m. the sounds cease and the school choir 'packs up' for the day and each choir member scrambles for 'his' or 'her' bus.

    During the Autumn term, much hard work went into rehearsing for the Annual Prize-Giving Day and for the Christmas Carol Service at the end of term. The Spring rehearsals continued in preparation for a concert given to the school during the last weeks of term. Soloists from each year m both the Modern and Grammar departments took part (not forgetting the members of the Junior School), helping to make the concert an enjoyable as well as a successful event.

    New members are always welcome provided they are conscientious and enthusiastic about their singing, and provided of course that they are able to sing in tune! Next year it is hoped that the choir will venture into more ambitious works, entailing much hard work.

    To any aspiring member, I would quote:—

    "There are times for hearing others singing,

    There are times for learning how,

    Time as well for a song of our own

    And the best of them all is now.

    Then sing, sing music makers

    A song for the joy of the singing."


    One of the greatest problems in our school is the constant turnover of pupils. This perhaps is felt more in Handicraft (meaning the heavy crafts, Woodcraft and Metalwork as distinct from light crafts), than in any other subject. One may have a scheme of work that is rigid or, on the other hand, a scheme which is flexible enough to treat each boy as an individual.

    The latter is aimed at through the adoption of a Craftmanship Scheme. There are three Classes. Third Class which is compulsory, embodies eight basic joints (with some variations) in exercise or model form, and the ability to make a simple drawing. Second Class is purely voluntary and involves a series of tests, on the successful completion of which the boy is eligible for the First Class Tests, and on the presentation of a completed piece of work. A pass-mark of 80% is required for the whole scheme, to obtain the Craftsman's Certificate awarded.

    What of the results? The tests help the individual by giving a definite goal towards which he can aim his skill, and his persistence and effort are rewarded. The standards set are high and the Certificate has therefore a scarcity value. One boy has attained it since the scheme began eighteen months ago. The scheme also covers several other courses, e.g. R.S.A. (Tech.), G.C.E. etc. In addition to the above, Scout Proficiency Badges may be taken in relation to Woodwork.

    Little mention has been made of Metalwork, as it is in its first year and limited in its field of activities. A temporary workshop has been set up in the H.M. Dockyard and is available to 4th and 5th years of Modern School only.

    It would be greatly appreciated if a simple apron could be provided, mainly to protect clothing, and to add a more workmanlike atmosphere to the workshops.

    What of the future? Workshop facilities are being improved, a Woodworking Lathe will be in operation soon, which opens up a new field of interest, and other machines have been ordered.


    In the past two years the department of Light Crafts has been increasing in both size and scope and now a wide variety of crafts are taught. These include bookcrafts and bookbinding, canework, lino-cutting, leatherwork, weaving, clay modelling and casting, scraperboard, fabric printing, calligraphy and model-making; the first three are general throughout the school.

    In the Grammar School pupils study crafts at the G.C.E. advanced level and sit the combined Oxford Art and Craft paper. To work for examinations and consequently have some definite object in view is more or less accepted practice in the Grammar School but this is not so in the Modern School. In recent years a few senior Modern School pupils have sat the G.C.E. papers in some of the academic subjects and now, to make the choice of subjects wider and also to provide the necessary incentive to study, pupils are being encouraged to work towards' an Associated Board of Examiners examination in Craft. This is equivalent to the G.C.E. but does not include the papers on art. It is hoped to make the first presentations in June, 1958.

    Plans have been made to increase the size of the department in September by the addition of a second specialist room and so develop even further this important side of modern education.

    Appreciation must be expressed of the work done by Mrs. Cronin, Miss Horobin and Mr. Downs who have all been taking craft classes in addition to their usual subjects.

    Charles R. Manners

    The illustrated "Ex Libris" bookplate was designed and then executed in scraperboard by a 6th form girl pupil. The original design was about 10" x 6" and it was sent away to be photographically reduced and made into a line block suitable for printing. The exercise required the girl to use her hobbies and interests as the theme for the design.

    The "Ex-Libris" Bookplate produced below Is the work of Ann Welham an Advanced Level Crafts' Student.


    During the last year, the school's activities afloat have continued increasing in frequency, variety and attendance.

    Very many hours have been spent in whalers, both pulling and sailing, in and out of harbour.

    Night has sometimes found us quietly pulling across Grand Harbour, illuminated by a single candle lantern, usually on our way to a surveying exercise. This sort of thing is excellent training in initiative and enterprise.

    The weather has given us plenty of opportunity for some most exciting whaler sailing and in the last year, the standard of work has improved tremendously. Several boys have taken the helm and have shown a good knowledge of boat handling, although one boy tried "rock-climbing."

    Lately cutter-pulling has occupied some of our time and a great deal of energy. This is in preparation for forthcoming cutter-sailing of which we have done a very little.

    Although one or two boys were rather surprised at the size and weight of a cutter, the response has been splendid and a great deal of satisfaction has been gained all round at the feel of twelve good blades "going-in" together.

    In September we started dinghy-sailing in earnest, and in November, Craig Love and David Muckart both of 6G gained coxswains certificates, and in February, William Lear (5M) and Derek Cydenham (4M) did likewise. These certificates are NOT given by the school. They are genuine naval coxswains certificates, presented by the Headmaster to a successful candidate after a practical and theoretical examination by the Boat Officer of H.M.S. St. Angelo.

    The classes are held at H.M.S. St. Angelo on Friday afternoons, on some Saturdays and lately, on Wednesday evenings.

    The qualified coxswains take away the dinghies for their own pleasure and for the instruction of potential coxswains who crew, leaving the Sailing Master, Mr. A. J. Corby, free to instruct the beginners in whaler work. Several boys have practiced power boat handling in the Diesel Harbour Launches, and some have worked the engine controls below.

    There was no time to include a report on the Whitsun Seamanship Camp in the previous issue of the magazine. A dozen boys camped for 3 days at H.M.S. St. Angelo and the time was filled with all the previously mentioned activities, as well as shooting and swimming, everything being so much simplified by being- on the spot.

    We hope to avail ourselves shortly of the R.A.F. permission to go away in their fast rescue launches.

    The main purpose of these activities is to instil into the boys a sense of self-confidence, reliability, tolerance, alertness and co-operation, and to develop physical skills and fitness.

    Ours is the only school in the world which can boast Grand Harbour, Malta, as one of its class-rooms!

    For all this we owe our gratitude to Captain The Earl of Roden, R.N. of H.M.S. St. Angelo, to Captain Pond, R.N. of H.M.S. Ranpura, and to all of those of their ships companies whose active co-operation, so freely given, has made our boatwork. possible.

    FRIDAY SAILING — THE INSIDE STORY   For a small section of the school the week's scholastic work finishes promptly at one o'clock on Friday. This group can be seen half an hour later disappearing in the general direction of Valletta in some form of transport, carrying bundles of outlandish-looking clothes. A few minutes later they are usually deposited at St. Angelo in a rather bruised and bewildered state after a shaking over grade A Maltese roads in an R.N. truck whose maker had never heard of springs.

    This is only a beginning. Almost before we realise where we are, we are all bundled off into the cells, fortunately only to change. The cell that we use is meant for one, at the most two occupants, and the last few weeks we have had at many as sixteen people in there at one. Trying to change one's clothes in such a crush is an experience in itself. Some hectic minutes later we all troop out and stand awaiting the voice of fate. The words "cutter pulling" are received with set faces, "whaler sailing" with enthusiasm and "dinghy sailing" with great jubilation.

    The first step is to rig out the various craft which are usually moored as far away from the boat store as possible and, as I have found, a whaler's mast is rather heavy. The rigging is carried out as quickly as possible with the crew, in theory, working in co-ordination.

    When all has been rigged and approved, the fortunates in the dinghys cast off and make their way into the clearest part of the harbour that can be found. Grand Harbour being what it is, though, there are no really clear stretches of water so that avoidance of other traffic is an added danger. Unfortunately the wind plays some queer tricks in Grand Harbour, with the result that being becalmed is an all-too-common experience. This is not actually unpleasant in clear water taut when it happens, as it has once, in the main channel of Grand Harbour just as a large cargo ship is entering the harbour, it is a harrowing experience. Fortunately there are oars carried In all craft in case of such eventualities.

    Other happenings come to mind in far too great a number to be recorded here, such as, the time an oar was seen blithely floating away from the bow of a cutter, or when a whaler had to be prised off the rocks with a boat hook. Even without these happenings, no day's sailing is ever like any other day's; one day there may be a flat calm, another almost a gale or — far too rare an occurence — perfect conditions. Whatever the weather, and despite any mishaps it is always a tired but happy group of boys who tie up and unrig before sunset, pausing only for the last jest as the sun finally sets.

    R. Trott VIG

    THE SICILY TRIP Friday, 12 April.

    We were taken by dghaisa to the ship Ichnusa; at 5.50 p.m. the anchor was taken up and the small black ship steamed off towards Sicily at a steady five-six knots. Although we started late we made good time.

    Saturday, 13th April.  Arriving in Syracuse at 5.15. At 6.30 we passed through the customs and began our nine mile walk to Priolo. The walk was along the road all the way and that made it easier going, but in spite of this most of the boys were pretty tired and by the time we had made camp by the sea (12.30) half of the boys went into Priolo and spent three hours there while the other half stayed to look after the camp.

    Sunday, 14th April. The camp was struck at 6 a.m. and we prepared to. catch the train to Agnone, from there we would walk about two miles to Carridore D'pers, which was near the sea. The station was about five minutes walk from our camp (Priolo) and soon we were leading towards Agnone. We pitched camp early, had lunch and rested for the afternoon, while Mr. Cleaver and Mr. Parker went to buy some food. At eight o'clock we lit a fire.

    Monday, 15th April.  It was a windy day and we were soon on our way to Ponte which is a large bridge crossing a river. We camped by this bridge at 12.15., had lunch and rested for the afternoon. We had rather a late supper but the last tent light was out by about 9.30.

    Tuesday, 16th April.  We caught the 10 a.m. 'Sita' bus to Catania where we stopped for lunch and then went onto Nicolosi which is some way up Mount Etna where we camped on a flat stretch of ground near the main road. Five boys went back to Catania to look around and returned at 9.30.

    Wednesday, 17th April.  We caught a bus to Rif Sapienza which is on the snow line. It was quite interesting and there were varied amusements to pass the time. e.g. looking at the blow-holes, tobogganing on the slopes, and having snowball fights. The evening meal was at 7.15 and by 8 p.m. every boy had gone up to the dormitory.

    Thursday, 18th April.  Breakfast was at 7.30 and after that Mr. Parker and Stubbs went up Mount Etna, going early in order to obtain photographs of the crater. Mr. Cleaver and party started at 9 a.m. It was pretty hard going at first but one got used to it. Unfortunately no one reached the crater as it was giving off poisonous gases. We caught the 1400 hour bus to Nicolosi where we changed buses for Acireale; and we had difficulty in finding our camp site in the dark. During the night 7 - 9.30 p.m. the boys went into Acireale for a meal.

    Friday, 19th April.  We caught the train for Taormina and made camp on the lawn of a large house over-looking the sea. When everything was in order the boys left in one and two's to walk into the town in order to buy presents for their parents. On the way back most of the boys saw a red stream of lava emerging from the crater and we connected this incident with the eight loud bangs heard in the early morning.

    Saturday, 20th April.   When the boys awoke they saw not snow surrounding the crater but ash, which during the night reached the rifugio and more lava streams were seen during the night. Some boys went swimming during the day and others went into Taormina; the majority of them resting the afternoon.

    Sunday, 21st April.   There was a general clean-up all round and when everything was in order Mr. Cleaver and Mr. Parker visited an old Greek theatre. Mount Etna was still erupting.

    Monday, 22nd April.   By 9 a.m. the whole camp was tidied and we found that we had an hour to spare before going to the station. The train stopped at Syracuse and we got out and walked to the quay-side to wait for the arrival of the 'Argentina' which was considerably larger than the 'Ichnusa'. We embarked at 9 a.m. and we all clambered into our bunks. It was a pretty rough trip and when the ship anchored in the Grand Harbour not everyone was in high spirits. We were taken to the customs steps by dghaisa and having passed through the customs the four groups dispersed to go home. All the boys enjoyed the trip and we owe our thanks to Mr. Cleaver and Mr. Parker.


    At the time of going to press, the Sea Scouts are again eagerly preparing to move into their Easter camp at Ricasoli. We visited this site last August and spent a most enjoyable time. In addition to the training in Scoutcraft and Seamanship the boys were also trained on the rifle range and revolver range, which proved a great treat and was loudly acclaimed by all. During the Summer holidays. Sea Scouts were taken to sea on board Miner VI and employed in the arduous task of torpedo recovery.

    Probably the highlight of the year was the trip to sea in H.M. Submarine "Sea Devil" with a run 'below the waves' to add to the thrill. Our sincere thanks go out to all the officers who helped to make these facilities available for us.

    There has been, as usual, a great change in the membership of the troop - Scouts have gone and new ones have taken their place. Altogether twenty four new Scouts have been invested since last Summer, many of these have been from our own Cub packs.

    On December 28th the Cubs and Scouts had a combined Field Day at Tal Handak when the Cubs were initiated into the art of peeling potatoes and leaving something to go into the stew. On this occasion we saw an American Cub, Bobby Lowell, transferred from the Cubs to the Sea Scouts. After his investiture as a Sea. Scout he was invested as an American Scout - a ceremony which proved most fascinating and interesting. The whole procedure was photographed in coloured cine film and was later shown to the Cubs and Scouts.

    While the Scouts have been enjoying themselves, the Parents' Committee has been working very hard to raise the necessary funds to provide our camping equipment. We have always been fortunate in having a very good Parents' Committee and right now we have one which must be the envy of every other Group. To them we pay a Scout's "Thank you" for their untiring efforts.


    Verdala Brownie Report

    Verdala Brownie Pack continues to flourish. We still have a waiting list, and as soon as a Brownie returns to U.K., an eager recruit takes her place.

    This year has given us many outside activities. At the end of October, we had a visit from Lady Baden-Powell, the Chief Guide.

    Two of our Brownies went up to Luqa to help form the Guard of Honour on her arrival at the airport. The following day, we all went to a Rally of all Guides, Brownies, Scouts and Cubs at Floriana. Unfortunately, owing to inclement weather, this had to be held indoors and consequently we were rather tightly packed in the small hall. However, this did not stop everyone having a good time.

    In February, we joined the Guides and Brownies in celebrating the 100th Anniversary of the birth of our Founder, Lord Baden-Powell. On Saturday we went to a party held at Floriana, where Mrs. Denaro and Father Brookes spoke to us about Lord Baden-Powell. On the Sunday we went to a special Church Service at Tigne Church. At this service we were all able to renew our Guide and Brownie promises.

    As this will be the last report I shall write for the Verdala Brownie Pack, I should like to take this opportunity of thanking all the Brownies for their loyal support and of wishing them and my successor the best of luck in the future.


    The 2nd Royal Naval School "Wolf Cub Pack" continues to meet every Wednesday afternoon at Verdala School and its strength is being kept up to a steady 24 Cubs.

    The Pack took part in the annual St. George's Day service at St. Paul's Anglican Cathedral and afterwards in a parade and "run past" His Excellency, The Chief Scout of Malta and Gozo.

    The Pack visited the Boy Scout camp at Safi and had a wonderful time.

    During the summer months the Pack met at H.Q. Floriana, where many outdoor activities were held. A ceremony took place at 1st Savoy's Group H.Q's when Walter Hatrick, "A Leaping Wolf" went up to Scouts.

    The highlight of the year was the visit of Lady Baden-Powell to the Island.

    Would parents of cubs please note that once a week during the cool of the summer evenings "the Pack" will meet at Scout Headquarters, Floriana, and I would like to point out that one evening a week is not too much to expect from parents to see that the Cubs attend.

    I wish to thank the Headmaster and Staff of Verdala School for their co-operation.

    The parents have also been co-operative in many ways for which I am grateful.

    My hope is that what you learn as a Cub may be carried into your daily life, so that parents and teachers will find themselves saying 'what a difference joining the Cubs has made to you'.

    Good Hunting Cubs, AKELA


    We have a baby, small and fair; Mother thinks the world of her. I "don't go" for babies much.

    She plays with beads and blocks and such And says her prayers in double dutch I don't like babies.

    Maurice Bowling Form 3J


    Imagine my delight and suprise when one day my favourite historical character paid me a visit! He was the famous warrior, Attila, chief of the Huns, who had had the then-known world' under his heel!

    He was an arrogant, haughty Mongol with a fierce, gloomy face. A black drooping moustache and an aquiline nose adorned his leather-like countenance. On his head he wore the queer-shaped Mongol helmet, round which a belt of jewels was tied. A chain-mail shirt with short embroidered sleeves covered his big chest. Fastened round his neck with a heavy gold clasp was a thick dark purple cloak. Heavy gold bracelets encircled his wrists. Around his waist he wore a long intricately-embroidered garment which reached to his ankles. A pair of short leather furlined boots were worn to keep out the cold. As a weapon, he clasped in long, bony fingers the huge sword of Mars. He was a powerful man indeed.

    How quickly his arrogance and pride left him however, when a sabre jet zoomed over his head! This man, fearless in his own age, was paralysed with fear at our modern invention, taut some of his awe was dispelled when I explained that these planes were used nowadays fir war and transport. I took him on a 'bus journey to the airport to show him these wonders of modern science. I had an extremely hard job persuading him to get into this monster! We spent over an hour watching transports and huge jet bombers taking off an d landing, but Attila was amazed still more, when I said that these were used as weapons of war!

    While we waited for another 'bus to take us back for lunch, Attila's exclamations of wonder, at the roads, cars and shops, were profound.

    On reaching home, we both sat down to watch television, and for half an hour Attila goggled at it, sure that someone must be inside!

    When I began lunch, eating with a knife and fork, Attila said, "That is not the way to eat!" and he promptly gobbled his food with his fingers.

    Attila and I spent the afternoon in the country, at my uncle's farm. How amazed Attila was when the combined harvester got to work, turning out sheaves of corn immediately! In his days, he explained, all corn was cut by scythes and it was many days before it was finally stacked. Later on, while watching the farm animals, Attila said that he thought the clever sheep-dogs were all mechanically operated to do such work!

    At last it was time for Attila to vanish back into the mists of time. What a wonderful time I had had with him!

    Peter Tribe Form 2AG



    Before I came to Malta I lived in Weymouth in Dorset, England, and my two brothers (older than me) made quite a name for themselves in the town for their boxing abilities. The day came when Dad took me along to the premises of the Weymouth Boxing Club and I was introduced to everybody as the youngest brother of Tim and Frank Prince, and I became a member of the Club.

    For a couple of weeks I was left to my own resources and then one of the trainers said he was going to take me in hand, as I would most probably be boxing on the next bill at Poole, a town up the coast from Weymouth. A few days later the Secretary asked me if I was willing to box as my father had said he was quite agreeable. I was terrified, but as my brothers had quite a reputation and I didn't want to seem scared I said in a very quiet voice, "Yes, I would love to box", and so sealed my fate.

    After days of hitting punch balls, bags and skipping, the day I had been dreading arrived, and I was escorted by my brothers and father on to the Club's Private coach and away we went to Poole. There we entered a large well-lit room in which a boxing ring was rigged, and after going into the dressing room and being examined by a Doctor, who said quite mercilessly that I was fit, my father took me on one side and I was gloved up to go into the ring, as I was "first contest" on the programme.

    I haven't much recollection of the following events except seeing a lot of big lights over the ring, a lot of noise and shouting, being wiped with a rough sponge and then being pushed to the centre of the ring for the referee to speak to my opponent and me and make us shake hands. Then we went back to our corners to wait for the bell to ring.

    The man in my corner said, "He is bigger than you, Mick, but never mind you have more to hit." The bell rang and the other boy rushed across the ring and straight into my left hand which I put out in desperation; he sat on the floor. When he stood up he rushed again and the same thing happened, then when he got up I managed to hit him with my right hand and he started to cry, so the referee stopped the contest and I had won. The Mayor presented me with a certificate and a diary, and I felt so happy I volunteered to box again any time. Mr. Shonfield took me at my word and a few weeks later I fought again — still, that is another story.

    M. Prince Form 4J


    Bingo is a fluffy dog,

    And very naughty too,

    He never,never eats his tea,

    And wets the carpet through.

    We took him for a walk one day, And good as gold was he, We bought for him his special meat, And some he ate for tea.

    We asked a visitor to tea,

    And Bingo was not pleased,

    He growled and growled and growled again,

    We spanked him; then he ceased.

    But now Bingo is very good, As good as good can be, He never, never wets the mat And always eats his tea.

    Elizabeth Ryder Form 1BG


    Several years ago I rode from New York to Los Angeles, California with my parents. I will start with a few facts about New York.

    New York is built on an island which is mostly rock. For this reason skyscrapers can be built without fear of toppling over. It is one of the largest cities in the world and the most important importer and exporter in the eastern part of the U.S.A.

    We left New York by the Lincoln Tunnel, which goes under the Hudson river to New Jersey. We got on the New Jersey Turnpike and went to Washington D.C. There are many farm areas and the land is flat and green. New Jersey grows many fruits and vegetables and produces chickens and eggs. As we passed through Maryland I saw many dairy farms and I particularly noticed the beautiful riding horses behind the white fences.


    Washington is a very beautiful city with stately government buildings and many parks. The weather is terrible. Raw, cold winters and hot, humid summers can make life very uncomfortable. We were very lucky, however, to have the lovely spring weather. The cherry trees, daffodils and tulips were in blossom to add to the splendour of the city. We took pictures of the Lincoln Memorial, the Washington monument, the Capitol, the White House, President Washington's home at Mt. Vernon and General Lee's Mansion. I hope to return some day to see the Smithsonian Institute, a very large museum.

    Green, heavy wooded mountains closed in on us from every side as we entered Virginia. Down in the valley tobacco, peanuts, and corn are grown. Large areas covered with fine white cloth on tall frames which were to cover and protect the young tobacco leaves from the sun, were often seen.

    As we went through North Carolina, South Carolina and Georgia, we saw many new housing areas. Industries are moving southward and as industry grows housing areas develop. We stopped to see what a cotton plant looks like. We saw the cotton blossom and the cotton ball. We also saw a cotton ball weevil -a small beetle less than one half of an inch long with a very sharp and strong beak which it uses to destroy a cotton ball. I saw some pop corn for the first time. It grows to a height of about ten feet and has a dark green colour. This type of corn has to be planted far away from a corn field so as to prevent cross polination. Southern corn is used mostly for feed for livestock. The pine forests in the South are important for industry. Southern pine grows fast. As we drove along the road we saw the strips of bark cut away on one side. This cut is shaped like a "V" so that when the sap collects in a bucket it runs down the sides of the "V" faster. This method of getting the sap from a tree is called "bleeding" the tree. Each year the bark is cut in another side of the tree. On an old tree you can see where the tree has been "bled" for many years. If the bark were cut all the way around the tree at one time, the tree would die. Many Naval stores products are manufactured from pitch pine and many light inexpensive wood products are manufactured from pine pulp. Many peanut areas were seen. Peanut oil is used in America since olive oil is mostly imported. We visited St. Simons Island, Ga. Both John and Charles Wesley preached there to the British troops at Fort Frederica. The British stopped the Spanish from the conquest north of Florida at the decisive battle of Bloody Marsh on St. Simon's Island. By winning this battle the English decided the language and customs of the United States.

    Our next stop was Jacksonville, Florida. It is a large export centre, Naval Base and has a large U.S. Navy airbase. We didn't have time to drive to Miami. Florida has the longest coast line of any state in the United States. Many people take winter vacations in Florida to enjoy the sun, swimming and fishing. Many also spend winter months to improve their health. Central Florida has large orange and grapefruit groves. Florida is rapidly becoming famous for cattle raising. I didn't expect to see cowboys in Florida. Fishing is important all along the coast of the Gulf of Mexico. New Orleans is at the mouth of the Mississippi River. It is a large important importing and exporting centre. Goods from Central America and world materials are brought into this important port. It is the centre for export of farm industrial products. Dredgers are always working to keep the shipping lanes free from accumulating silt. The old section of New Orleans is very much as it was when the French owned Louisiana. Many natives can still speak in French. There are large dikes along the banks of the Mississippi to prevent floods during the Spring. The river is wide and muddy. Beyond New Orleans we drove through rice and sugar cane fields and I saw as we approached Texas that oil wells were more frequent. All of the southern United States have mild winters and hot humid summers. Almost every restaurant, motor court, and hotel had air conditioning for summer in the south. Air conditioning in the south is as common as central heating in the north. Crossing Texas we first found flat rice lands, then rolling hills and then into the arid east side of the Rocky Mountains. We visited the famous Cralbad Caverns in New Mexico. The countryside looked much like Malta does in the summer. The only difference being that the yellow wasn't limestone but sand. The Rocky Mountains are very high and rocky. We had to watch the temperature of the radiator, water boils at a lower temperature in high altitude. We crossed the desert after the sun had gone down so I didn't realise, until the next day, how green the Rocky Mountains are on the Pacific side. From Los Angeles we could see the snowy peaks of the mountains although we were enjoying the sun. Los Angeles is a huge city. It is a seaport. It has many oil wells and is the centre of the motion picture industry. It is a shipping centre for South California's fruits and vegetables.

    This journey only covered two outside edges of the United States. I hope to see more of my country in the future.

    J. van Gorder Form 3BG



    In Springtime we plant all the bulbs and the seeds. And try to destroy all those nasty old weeds, The Snow-drops are first to appear on the scene, With petals of snow-white, an d leaves fresh and green.

    And we watch all the flowers lift up their heads high. In Summer the sun shines down from the sky, There're tulips and daffodils, pansies so sweet; To see them in bloom is a beautiful treat.

    In Autumn when breezes are starting to blow, We think of these flowers - the last of the show, The gay antirrhinums and asters so true. They give to us freely their colourful hue!

    The last of the Seasons is Winter, I know, And all that appears is the rain and the snow, The flowers have vanished away from our ground So we patiently wait till again Spring comes round.

    All of these flowers, so we've been told,

    Give comfort and pleasure to both young and old,

    And all marvel, still, at their beautiful blooms.

    Sandra Arnold Form 3J


    We all set off for the potteries on Friday. We went in a Private Hire 'bus and as we were rather excited and talkative Mrs. Fisher only let us talk to the person sitting next to us. The Ceramic Pottery shop was very neat and tidy. It had a glass door leading into the first room which was full of pottery. The walls were covered with a thousand and one different things. There was a table, or rather large bench, in the centre of the room, which was also covered in pottery. At one end of the table was a little box of postcards of workers painting or making pottery. Mr. de Trafford, the owner, took us through two rooms into a room which also had pottery in it, but the pottery was only "seconds" which were much cheaper than pottery in the other room.

    After visiting the "seconds" we went into a room where a man was making lids for teapots. Mrs. Fisher asked if one of us could try making a model. Mr. de Trafford looked doubtful, but said, "Yes", and a boy tried with a ball of clay. The man set the spinning wheel going and the boy, who was going to try and make a small vase, caught hold of the ball of clay to shape it. It slipped out of his hands but after a few attempts he finally made a small vase. Then we were taken into a room where the guide lifted up a tin under which were some rolls of clay. She said that they were imported from England.

    Next we went into a room where two men were working on a rather large plaque. It was explained to us that the clay is poured into a plaster cast, and inside was the outline of a model which they were going to make. After a time they split the plaster and out comes a perfect model.

    We were taken up some stairs into the painting room. There was a man painting a vase. Next we went into a room where there were three ladies trimming and finishing models. We went downstairs into an almost open-air room where the glazing was to take place. There are all sorts of glazes such as clear, pink, blue and other colours.

    We were then taken into the room which had the kiln. The kiln looks like a huge brick stove. The pottery is stored in saggers in the kiln for baking, for about five days. After that it is taken out and painted.

    That was the end of the journey around the pottery. We thanked Mr. de Trafford, and said "Goodbye," and went back to


    Janet Maylor Form 4J


    Up in the morning. Put on your skis, Take care of this warning If you please;

    Don't ski alone in case of disaster. Your friends will all laugh, if you come home in plaster.

  • So off to your class To see your master; A test you must pass before you go faster. You take all the morning to master a turn, The harder you fall the quicker you learn.

  • On to the ski lift Your face in a glow. Don't fall in a drift, Glide over the snow.

  • At the top of the mountain the sky is all misty, So nobody sees if you can't do a "Christie".

  • Nigel Brooke Form 3J


    Last Monday 3J and 4J piled into two private-hire buses, ready for a visit to Chadwick Lakes. The buses stopped at a very nice little place quite far along the bank.

    We were told to find a nice spot not too far away, to eat our lunch. Walking down by the stream I was surprised to find such a lot of tadpoles collected together, and wondered what would happen if the water dried up.

    After I had finished my lunch I climbed down by the stream and started fishing for tadpoles, with a home-made net, which, after much pain and trouble, I had made the night before.

    When I had caught a jar full of tadpoles I tipped them back again and was going to start catching them again, when Mrs. Watson Liddell asked me to go and find some buttercups for her. Janet Ashwell, Gerald and I went on a search for buttercups.

    After walking up as far as the bridge and back again, without sighting a single buttercup, we returned to get on with our fishing.

    Very soon after it was time to go home, so picking up our cases and dragging our jars behind us we got on to the bus and happily made for home.

    Gillian Allison Form 4J


    When we are busy learning the rule, My mind is far away from school I dream what I would like to be And see in vision only, "ME".

    A model, neat, with hair well done, A skier having lots of fun, Then suddenly, I wake with a cry, I have been spotted by teacher's eye.

    "Oh, Mary Jane, Oh, Mary Jane What are you doing? dreaming again?" I stand up meekly, head hung down, The teacher wears an angry frown.

    So for to-day my dreams are finished, But believe me they are not diminished, For to-morrow morning at half-past ten You wait and see they'll start again.

    Pat Jones Form ICG


    Two classes of excited children boarded a bus to leave TaL Handak in the morning of the 14th 1957. I was one of those children.

    As I had never been to the Palace Armoury I was looking forward to it very much. When we got to Valletta, we entered the Armoury and were shown around by a guide, who said this was the biggest Armoury in the world, there being over 5000, pieces of armour.

    The pieces of armour came from Italy, France, Malta, Turkey and Spain. The thing that interested me most was the Aeroplane called "Faith", which was one of three aircraft which defended Malta in the early days of World War II. Also on view was the letter that King George VI wrote to the Governor of Malta, giving the Island the George Cross.

    After a very interesting morning, we boarded the bus, and returned to school.

    G. Walsh Form 3J


    I have a little rowing boat; It's painted blue and red, I like my little boat so much I dream of it in bed.

    And when the summer comes again, No more need for wishing, I'll set my little boat afloat, And get on with my fishing.

    I hope on one fine day to catch

    A Shark or p'raps a Whale,

    And though I may not bring one home,

    I'll tell a fishy tale.

    R. D. Chalmers Form 3J


    Waterloo, Victoria, Paddington; these names are household words to anyone who has travelled on the railways. Indeed to Londoners, huge railway stations are very commonplace. Let us pick on the most famous of all, Waterloo.

    This terminus is situated on the south bank of the Thames, near Westminster, right in the centre of the great city. There are two ways of arriving at Waterloo; one by "Underground" or tube and the other by taxi. In London the tube is far quicker and cheaper than the 'cab', but if a lot of luggage is going to be carried it is far better to go by taxi. Arriving by tube is for some people a bit of a novelty, especially when confronted with automatic doors and seemingly endless escalators. Upon emerging into the daylight one is confronted by innumerable book stalls, news vendors and porters. Dominating this scene is the massive clock which is favoured as a meeting place for so many people. After buying a ticket and entering the station proper the noise is almost unbearable; this, coupled with the screeching of wheels and the hiss of escaping steam, provides the background of any large station.

    The cheerful ticket collector punches the tickets with a very professional air. All down the train, doors are slamming, windows being thrown open for last goodbyes. The red light winks out and its place is taken by a green one, the guard unfurls his flag and blows the whistle.

    The fireman flings one last shovel of coal on and slams the door. The driver opens the throttle and with slow powerful traction, the huge noisy monster takes the strain. The huge driving wheels begin to roll and, aided by a mass of connecting rods, spin faster and faster until, with a final whistle, the last coach disappears around the bend.

    There on Platform seven is the magnificent "Golden Arrow", this Maritime class locomotive is the very essence of cleanliness, with gleaming levers, wheels, and paintwork. The Pullman coaches attached seem to look at their junior brothers in despair as if saying, "Common lot, why don't you tidy yourselves up?" Even the engine seems to wear a stiff collar and despises the rather shabby engine opposite.

    One cannot fail to notice the quiet, efficient-looking electric trains finished in a lovely shade of green. No heaving giants these; one press of a button and away she goes, with a low hum, pleasant to the ear.

    The monotonous voice of the announcer drifts across the station, telling everyone that a small boy by the name of Peter is in the Station Masters office awaiting collection. Nearly every day someone gets lost, which is no small wonder.

    At night the station takes on an entirely different aspect; from the locomotives comes a red glow and sparks shoot up into the air at intervals. As the electric trains move, many brilliant sparks jump from point to point.

    Outside, little red Post Office vans scurry back and forth like eager ants. A neat row of taxi cabs are waiting for the next onslaught of people, many of the drivers having "Forty Winks".

    Meanwhile, inside the station the 11.15 draws in and with a final screech of brakes and a last exhausted hiss the giant stops and immediately doors open and many people, anxious to get home, stream for the gates, exchanging a word of thanks with the driver on the way. Porters touch their rather shabby caps in exchange for a tip. Taxi drivers spring to life and dip their "For Hire" indicators and drive away into the sleeping Metropolis.

    At about four a.m. the famous milk train pulls in and before it has finally stopped, the various dairy's vans screech to a halt all anxious to collect their quota of milk.

    Meanwhile, red, blue and yellow vans panting after their breathless dash from Fleet Street, unload the papers "fresh off the press" into the now empty train. Within ten minutes the engine has been changed and the train is ready to leave again.

    As dawn breaks the pulse of the station quickens a little as  early morning travellers catch their trains. Overnight the station has had a "wash and brush up" so to speak, and is ready to start the day afresh.

    It will be a sad blow indeed if the romance of these huge stations has to go, for I think we would be lost without them.

    Michael Cane Form 5M


    There was a young fellow called Jack. Who went to the moon in a sack, He saw some queer creatures, Who had funny features, He decided he'd better come back!

    B. Spencer Form 4J


    Everybody knows, or should know, about the story 'Prester

    John'. This was written by John Buchan. But Did you know there was a real Prester John?

    The real Prester John was supposed to be the Christian ruler of a vast but ill-defined empire. The first mention of a Prester John occurs in the Chronicle of Otto, bishop of Freisingen; in this we are told that Prester John sprang from the ancient race of the Magi of the Gospels.

    His progress to Jerusalem was stopped by the intervening Tigris; this and his power are all described in the book. The Tigris is described as stopping him because it refused to freeze over to give him passage. He wrote to the Greek Emperor Manuel. In this letter we read of the wonders of his rule, how he ruled over three ladies and countless hordes of men, armies of ten thousand knights and one hundred Thousand Foot, that all his subjects were happy, and that attendant upon him were seven kings, sixty dukes, three hundred and sixty-five counts, twelve archbishops and twenty bishops, while seventy kings and their kingdoms were his tributories.

    Before his throne stood a wondrous mirror, in which he saw everything that was happening in his vast dominions. His kingdom contained: —

    The Fountain of Youth, The Sea of Sand, The River of Stones,

    The River whose Sand was Precious Gems, Ants that dug Gold, Fish that yielded purple, Pebbles that give light and make invisible, The salamander which lives in fire, from the covering of which were fashioned robes for the Presbyter to wear.

    From this one may get some idea of the wonders of his realm BUT YOU WILL GET A BETTER IDEA IF YOU READ THE BOOK.

    D. Gray Form 2BG


    Still and erect on his wooden pole, Sammy the Scarecrow stands, Tatters and rags are all he wears, But he guards the farmer's lands.

    Black crows fly overhead, Cawing loud and long, Scoff at his tattered coat of red, As they cry their raucous song.

    When the cold and icy winter comes, And the snow is falling fast, He's stored at the back of Long Acre barn, And he'll think of his useful past.

    J. Holt Form 4J


    One fresh Autumn morning, I set off for a walk in the woods with my dog Laddie. It was very early, only about 7 o'clock, and the dew was still sparkling on the grass, like thousands of diamonds.The sun was nearly awake, and was peeping over the hill, sending its warm rays to light up the green and amber leaves in the wood.

    I walked on, stopping every now and again to gaze at the beauty surrounding me.

    Laddie was enjoying himself immensely, every scuffle in the leaves or chirrup overhead aroused his immediate interest. The trouble was, that he kept on getting stuck in the rabbit burrows, and I had to pull him out.

    I soon came to the rabbit path which leads to Primrose Valley, for this was my destination.

    A little later I came to the small but old wooden gate that leads down to the valley. I was nearly there!

    There it was spread before me. At last I was in this beautiful valley made golden now by the Autumn colours of the bracken.

    The Primroses, of course, were over, but still one or two remained, as lovely as ever.

    The variety of colour in the woods surrounding Primrose Valley amazed me. Each kind of tree had a different colour. The Beech trees had a combination of gold and russet leaves, while the Limes and Hazels were brilliant gold.

    Although I felt I could stay in that beautiful valley for a long time yet, I thought it would be nearly breakfast-time, and so I began to wend my way homeward.

    I walked along the grassy track until I came to the foot of the hill, which rises above the wood, I climbed until I came to the summit, where I sat down on a hillock to gaze at the panorama spread before me. It was a wonderful sight to behold, like a many-coloured patchwork quilt.

    I sprang up, and bounded down the hillside with Laddie barking excitedly at my heels.

    A little further down I tripped over a hillock and rolled down the rest of the way. I picked myself up at the bottom, leapt over the style and crossed the fields to home, and breakfast.

    Pamela Roberts Form ICG



    (with apologies to Coleridge)

    It was an Ancient Mariner, who stoppeth one of three, A horrifying raconteur and travel bore was he. His victim was a Wedding-Guest who listened while he told A story that went on and on, and never did unfold. It told about a voyage that went round Cape Horn and back. He worked aboard a sailing ship, I think he got the sack. With nothing but a crossbow-shaft, he shot an albatross, His shipmates did not praise this feat, but were extremely cross. They hung the bird around his neck, which must have been unpleasant

    For when an albatross gets "high" its not like grouse or pheasant. The Ancient M. went off his head, got sunstroke or D.T's A guilt-complex afflicted him, which nothing could appease. He thought he saw his ship break up, and all his comrades die, He thought he saw the stars behave most oddly in the sky.


    Don't let yourself be buttonholed when you have got a date. Don't travel in a sailing-ship (they're nearly always late). Beware 'old salts' especially those who have a glittering eye. Above all don't shoot albatross - or is it "albatri"?


    The Ancient M. is far too good for usages so vile, And if you read the whole darn thing you'll find it well worthwhile.

    Alan Harris Form 3AG


    La belle cite La vieille cite Ou se coule La Seine si fraiche.

    Ses grands jardins Ses jolis coins Ou Notre Dame leve sa fleche.

    Le Sacre-Coeur La blanche eglise Qu'on peut voir toujours,

    La Madeleine Les Tuileries Qui n'oublient pas les autres jours.

  • La Tour Eiffel  La Gare de 1'Est Les magasins grands et petits,

  • Place de 1'Etoile Place de la Bastille, J'espere les voir encore une fois.

  • Form 1BG


    I like horses very much because they are very interesting. When I was new to the stable my riding teacher took my horse on the lead. As I have been sixteen weeks or more, my horse goes without the lead.

    There are three things you must learn. These are walking, trotting, cantering. I used to hate cantering, but now I like it. They have so many horses in the stable I cannot remember all their names. I know, however, that most of the horses are of Arab breed. There is a new horse who is pure white, just arrived from Egypt. He is only seven years old. I believe he is going to be called "Refugee", but I think I would call him Nasser!

    It would be nice to go riding in England, on a nice sunny morning, across the moors, and to feel the wind on my face. I look forward to that very much.

    David Balment Form 3J


    One Saturday I went for a walk as it was a sunny afternoon. I set off and started to climb the hill, which ascends slowly, at the end of our village. Suddenly, I heard a shout behind me, and turned to see my friend scrambling up the hill, and falling over the heather. She told me she had seen me go, but had to finish the washing-up. I suggested that we should go to the tower at the top, and Ann agreed.

    In another ten minutes we had reached the summit, and looked down upon a patchwork quilt of fields, with corn, barley, grass and some just ploughed up. It was a wonderful view with hills behind that looked blue. Ann and I started to walk down to a stream where it is rather boggy.

    We noticed it was getting late, and a mist was coming up. I remarked on this to my friend and she replied that we had better go home. By the time that half a mile had been covered I realized this was easier said than done, but we plodded on till we were thoroughly lost in a maze of tracks. Ann told me it was no use and that we must find a cave for shelter as it was beginning to rain, and we could just shout and hope someone would hear us.

    Meanwhile, our parents were getting worried about us, and my father came out with a storm-lantern. As we were sitting shivering in the cave, suddenly I heard a yell, "A-a-n-n", so we sprang out, and there was my father, very muffled up.

    When we got home, we were told that both of us had been away four and a half hours.

    It was a long time before Ann and I went up the hill without first making sure the weather was fine.

    Auriol Round-Turner Form 4J


    When I first saw our Christmas tree, it looked so very small, I hardly thought it worth my while to dress it up at all. So I left it on the table, not bothering to see If with its decorations, a thing of beauty it could be.

    I woke on Christmas morning and, feeling full of glee,

    I crept into the sitting-room and there I saw "The Tree".

    It was so very lovely, it took my breath away.

    Was this the little tree that I had seen the other day?

    It was gaily dressed with tinsel, a star and fairy bright, It would take its place of honour, my tree on Christmas night. But I felt a little guilty for in my heart I knew That I could have helped to make my tree a thing of beauty, too.

    Janet North Form 2AM


    Often I wonder how much my friends in England would envy me if they knew how near I was to the sea.

    Sometimes I find myself strolling along the rocks, looking into the small rock pools for any signs of marine life that there may be.

    As I glance out to sea, I am sometimes rewarded with a glimpse of a destroyer racing past, a submarine creeping surreptitiously on its way, or an aircraft carrier majestically gliding into a position to fly off its planes.

    I feel that there can be no greater thrill than to stand close to the sea on a hot day, with a light breeze lashing the wavetops into a fine spray, seeing the ships ploughing their way to distant places.

    It is then that I let my imagination have full rein, and I too, stand on the bridge of some vessel, and issue my commands to an imaginary crew.

    Now I am captain of a steam ship with a mutinous crew, making for distant Singapore, with a cargo of motor-vehicles; again I am in command of a flshing vessel sailing for nearby Sicily.

    I need no ship on these adventures for my dreams carry me to any place I wish to go, and though at times I walk with danger, it requires but a thought to bring me back to my starting point.

    David Fowler Form ICG


    Brandy was a Chow. He was most affectionately brought up by two elderly patients of Doctor Monserratt. Neither could leave the house without Brandy following at their heels. When they worked in the garden, he would find a shady spot and sit watching their every move. He always seemed to be alert for fear they might slip away without him.

    When Brandy reached the middle age of his life, his foster parents both suddenly passed away. He was taken to the village by friends and tied up so that he would become reconciled to his new home. But Brandy refused to eat or drink. Realizing that he was starving himself to death they let him go. After a couple of days the villagers went to Brandy's former home and found him on the veranda keeping watch.

    Soon afterwards, they discovered that if they left food every night he would come to the village and eat, and then promptly return to his vigil.

    In about a year Brandy's farm was sold and a new family moved in. But he didn't give up his long and faithful vigil. He just moved to the hill behind the house.

    Then, at long last, came the time when his food was not eaten. His good friends, who had fed him for many years, went to see what had happened. And one morning, as the snow drifts were melting, Doc. saw a tuft of red hair sticking out of the snow on Brandy's hill. Doc. Monserratt scraped the snow away.

    There lay Brandy, his head pointing to the South. He had kept his faithful watch.

  • Michael Hunt  Form 3AM


    Dusty, dirty, dreadful, Dreary, desolate, drawn. This is sweating Malta, On a blazing Summer morn.

    Limestone rocks are cracking Herbage burnt away, All the beasts take shelter, On a blazing Summer day.

    The deep, blue, sea outlines, The white cliffs, straight and tall. "I'm cool, deep, blue and calm", The sea cries, seawaves call.

    Fresh, sweet, smelling wetly, Green and glorious, gay, This is lovely Malta, On a windy, Winter's day.

    White clover, poppy, spurge, Sorrel, broomrape, daisy, Pimpernel, anenome, Grow sweetly by the verge.

    Orange, apple, melon,

    Banana, lemon gay,

    Fruits reflect the sunshine

    On a windy. Winter's day.

    Form 5G J. Ogden


    This bundle of bones and fur, which must be the most infamous cat in Malta, happens to reside in our street, much to its good fortune. The local residents like to pretend they hate and despise "Scruff", as our family call him, but, in their good-humoured Maltese way, our neighbours adore him, and would be very sad if anything happened to this "alley-cat".

    We first got to know him when he was found curled up on outdoor-step, taking a siesta for a few minutes, .during his humdrum, daily activities.

    I had just been told to go and buy some "Aspro" for my father, who had a headache, and on opening the door I saw a cat resting on the door-step, and, knownig the manner of a Maltese cat, expected it to bolt. No! It just looked at me, yawned, as if to say, "Did you have to disturb me?" and ambled away!

    Amused, I asked the man in the shop if he knew this cat. "Oh yes, that thing; if I had my way it would be shot!" he said.

    I walked away, and by this time "Scruff was exploring our dust-bin. He eventually emerged with an old condensed milk tin. Placing it in the road, he started to polish it with his tongue, regardless of the cars which went by, and of the drivers' curses he received.

    This made me laugh, and on telling my father about it, I learned that "Scruff" is renowned in the neighbourhood, calling at each house every day for food and, if he is lucky, milk.

    ''Scruff" is always up to something new; if it's not defying the most ferocious of dogs, it is stealing something from the grocer's shop.

    No, we couldn't do without "Scruff", who is a good tonic when you are feeling miserable. A truly amazing animal.

    R. Youngman Form 4AM.


    Malta is a small island in the Mediterranean Sea.

    The Maltese people talk a different language from us and some are very poor and live out in the open in little huts. If you come to Malta you will probably see some children dressed the same. They come from Convents or Orphanages. You might not believe it, but some Maltese live in caves. Some of them go around barefoot in Winter and Summer. In the Summer it is very hot and some Maltese even go in the sea with their dresses on and when they come out of the water they hang their clothes out to dry. Sometimes you can't get on the beaches because they are so crowded. The Maltese women sometimes start talking in the middle of the road and they let their goats wander all over the place.

    Summer in Malta is very pleasant but it sometimes gets far too hot for me. It is not like an English summer, which is fresh and cool. It is very hot and stuffy. The countryside in Malta is dry and barren, but apart from that it is not too bad. There are lots of sandstones and huge rocks in Malta. There are a few trees and not much grass. What grass there is in Malta is very dry and more like straw. Now to go back to the climate, if by chance you should be here in Malta when a bad storm comes over, you should take cover very quickly. You might get hit by hail stones as big as marbles, lightening or thunder bolts, and when, the storm goes over there is a very bright rainbow.

    Transport in Malta is largely by bus and lorry. There are a great many "gharries" on the island. They are often used for transporting carpets, beds, chairs, mirrors and other household articles. The buses are not as comfortable as the English ones and they very often break down. Many of the Maltese own English cars, but mostly they are very bad drivers and there are often accidents. The buses have very loud horns and the drivers blow them as they go up hills or round corners.

    It' you go sightseeing in Malta you would probably go to see ' Mosta Dome which is the third largest unsupported, dome in the world. The people of Mosta built it themselves. You would also like to go to the Armoury which is in Valletta. In there you would find a lot of old armour belonging to the knights of St. John. They also have some cannons there. Another place you would go to would be M'dina which is the old capital city of Malta. If you have a look over the wall you would have a lovely view of Malta. Another place you would go to is the Roman Villa. It is now a Museum. While you were round that way you could visit Chad-wick Lakes, which is a reservoir. If you want to go to Gozo you would get a bus to Marfa and then cross by ferry boat. On the way over you would see Comino, which is a very small island with few people living there. The sea is very blue between these islands.

    In the summer time in Malta people pass their time by swimming, it gets so hot that you feel like swimming all the time. I mostly go swimming in the summer.

    In the Winter people go to the pictures, but when it is a grownup film I go and play "Sorry" with my brother, mother and father. Sometimes in the Winter people go swimming but I would not like to swim in the Winter.

    When people shop in the summer they mostly go in the evenings and there are crowds of people and they walk in the road as well as on the pavements.

    Although we often grumble, our lives in Malta are really very happy.

    Written by 1CM. Paragraphs written by: — Carol Brown, Barbara Brown, Brett Batchelor, Andrea Driffield and Wendy Nicholls.


    When I was quite young I used to live in Czechoslovakia. I used to live in a place called Roztoky, five miles from Prague.

    The life there is very different from the life I am living now. As far as I can remember the children work harder, also they play harder. There is an organisation called "Falcon", the motto of which is "Healthy mind in a Healthy body". Children of all age groups attend twice a week meetings where physical training, sports and games are being taught. Usually the youngest children attend in the early afternoon. They are taught by trained volunteers. The nicest part is that everyone, however weak or strong, can find there the game most suited to him:-friends made there are usually for life. During the winter many children carry out skiing and tobogganing right from their own doorstep. All lakes are frozen and tennis-courts are turned into ice-rinks for skating and hockey.

    The summer activities are centred on the rivers and lakes, as the weather is quite hot.

    In the winter the babies, instead of going out in a pram, go by sleigh. Occasional thunderstorms become very wild causing lots of damage and are a nightmare to all farmers.

    When I was small Daddy had a pit in the ground and hedgehogs used to fall in it and I used to collect them and make them guard our chicken-house.

    It is a very different country and I am sure that all children there love it as English children love their country.

    John V. Kaslik Form 2BG


    Millions of people who are familiar with the word "radar" believe the technical process is so involved as to be beyond their comprehension. Actually it is simple in principle. Radar which stands for. "Radio detection and ranging", is based on the discovery twenty-two years ago in Britain that very short radio waves are reflected back by solid objects, somewhat as a shout bounces against a cliff and returns as an echo. The big revolving aerial conspicuous at airports is a part of a warning system which scans the skies day and night and reports the appearance of aircraft long before the human eye can detect them. Built like a searchlight - with the transmitter in the position of the light bulb, and the concave grid serving as a reflector - the aerial revolves continuously 26 times a minute. It sends forth a narrow beam of radio microwaves which, fanning upwards and downwards, brushes the sky in a circle about 40 miles in radius.

    When an aircraft enters that area, the waves that hit it are reflected back to the aerial.To hear the echo of your voice, you shout and then wait for the response; radar must do likewise. So it sends its wavesin a series of short pulses lasting one two-thousandth of a second. Then the sending device is automatically turned off and becomes,for an equal interval of time, an electronic ear to pick up any echoes. Caught by the curved reflector, these echoes are focused on the transmitter, which alternately acts as a receiver. Signals received are relayed to a control room, where the observer watches a screen similar to that of a television set. This circular screen shows the area of the sky scanned by the revolving aerial, Pivoted in the centre (in the position of the aerial) is an electronic arm, suggesting a windscreen wiper, which sweeps round the screen in exact synchronization with the revolutions of the aerial. When a plane enters the field of vision, the electro charge of its "echo" is transmitted to the arm and excites the sensitive coating of the screen to form a spot of light, called a "blip", at the exact point on the screen corresponding to the plane's position in the sky.

    While the arm sweeps on, in time with the aerial's examination of other parts of the heavens, the blip still glows because the screen has been treated chemically o make the image last until the aerial performs another revolution and picks up the plane in its new position. In this way the observer "sees" planes approaching from all points of the compass at the same time. Since the top of the screen represents North, the observer sees at a glance exactly where in the area the plane is. The distance of each plane from the airport is continuously and automatically calculated by measuring the time it takes for the radar signal to bounce back from the plane, and each plane's blip appears on the screen at a corresponding distance from its centre.

    At many airports this type of radar is supplemented by "Ground Control Approach", which keeps track of incoming planes down to the runway and enables the operator to "talk the pilot down" by radio in difficult flying weather. "Early Warning Radar" can detect an approaching plane at a distance of 200 miles. An aircraft can identify itself by responding automatically to "interrogating pulses" with a message tacked on to the returning echo displayed on the screen. In the many other types of radar - the radar altimeter, the type used in bombers and on naval vessels to spot unseen targets; the one used on ships to prevent collisions, and so on - there are many ingenious adaptations and refinements, but the principle remains the same.

    P. Pond Form 6G


    I always love our baking day,

    Helping Mother every way,

    Cleaning currants, washing dishes,

    Everything that Mother wishes

    Stoning dates and chopping peel,

    Preparing for our mid-day meal,

    But best of all I love the cakes

    All spicy warm that Mother makes. ,

    She beats the eggs with vim and vigour To make the cakes grow light and bigger, And when she's very pleased with me, She gives me one before my tea. I never go outside to play, When it's Mother's baking day.

    Marilyn Ovenden Form 3J


    Early on a Summer morning we went to Comino an island close to Malta. The sun was shining down on the clear blue water and on our boat It was a long journey but an enjoyable one. There had recently been a rumour that a shark had been seen, so I spent most of the time looking for one. However, I didn't see one.

    When we reached our destination which was a small bay, but a very pretty one, there were already two boats anchored, so we had to anchor further out than we expected.

    Some of the people who had children went to the shore by the rowing boat that we had trailed behind us. The others stayed on board and dived off the edge of the boat. There .were some steps which went, down to the surface of the water, so that you could go to and fro.

    We had a very enjoyable day, and I liked swimming and snorkling in the clear warm water. There was a beautiful colour contrast with the yellow sand and blue sea which was dotted with gaily coloured swimming costumes.

    All too soon it was time to leave for home. It didn't seem long before we were getting off the boat and making for the car.

    P. Gard Form 4J


    One of the most interesting places I have visited is a volcano in Italy on the outskirts of Naples. It is much smaller than Vesuvius in height but I think it is just as wide.

    When we arrived there we hired a guide to show us the way into the crater, and to point out to us the most interesting things. In he crater the guide picked up a large rock and then dropped it. When it hit the ground it made a loud "Booming" sound like a drum. The reason for this, the guide pointed out, was because the ground underneath was hollow.

    The guide then took us to a place where lava was bubbling up from the ground (sometimes this, when cool can be carved into brooches etc.).

    Up the slopes of the crater we could see little wisps of smoke coming out of small holes in the ground. Then the guide took some paper and lit it. At once the smoke began to pour from these holes, much thicker than before

    We then went back to our ship which had brought us from Malta to Naples. It really had been an exciting day for me.

    Christopher Gibbons Form 1BG


    A village policeman is usually a very fat man who lives in a cottage just outside the village. In the morning after he has had breakfast he goes round the village on his bicycle, and gets a very red face in doing so, to find out if some miserable character has been raiding farmer Jones' orchard for apples. If he is lucky enough to find someone, out comes his notebook and stub of a pencil and he begins, very laboriously to write that person's name and address.

    After he has had his lunch he starts to dig his garden for worms so that he can go fishing on Wednesday afternoon.

    N. Instone Form 1AM

    I KNOW

    I know that most folk say it's right That girls should always be polite, And when they're walking in the street, They should be demure and discreet. But when a chum of mine's espied Just strolling on the other side, I wave, and always want, I fear, To yell out, "Cheerio, my dear!"

    At meals how often it is said, "I'd like you, please, to pass the bread". You know the girl who states the wish Will take but one piece from the dish; How easy then to save a stir, And throw a piece across to her! But manners tell you that it is not Correct unless you pass the lot!

    It sometimes seems to me a farce How work is managed in a class: The mistress loves to question us, But makes a simply awful fuss If, out of turn, you chance to yell The answer that you know so well. And when at last it is your turn It's just the thing you didn't learn!

    Sharman Currie Form 5AG

    "GOOD WIVES" by Louisa M. Alcott

    A book I have read and recommend to you is "Good Wives". This is a sequel to "Little Women". It is an interesting story about the four March girls after they have grown up. Beth dies half-way through he book. The other three get married and the rest of the story is about their married life.

    For three girls so different it is not strange to see that they married such different men but their choice of husbands hardly seems to fit their own characters at first.

    Jo, who was a torn-boy, married a very settled man of great religious beliefs who was bringing up two orphan nephews. One would have thought that he would be too serious for her liking and happiness.

    Amy, the one who wanted to be an artist, married a rich young man. It was thought originally that Jo and he might have been married. This fact lent interest to the story.

    Meg, the third sister, married a poor young man who died not long after their marriage and she was left to rear her own family without much money.

    The story of these three sisters and their married lives is very interesting. The book is well written and is suitable for girls.

    Elizabeth Brown Form 1BG


    We started off at Birkenhead, Liverpool, at my grandmother's house. We were driven to Liverpool through the Mersey Tunnel in my uncle's car.

    When we arrived at Liverpool we waited about three quarters of an hour for the ship, a troopship called the "S.S. Lancashire", we were on its hundredth voyage.

    On the way over I was sea-sick as I had never been on a ship quite as big as this one.

    Angela and Jean, my friends, I met on this voyage. We had a lot of fun together playing chasing and deck-tennis. Trust me! I accidentally dropped four tennis rings over the side of the ship.

    One day Angela, Jean and myself were talking to a friend of ours when Angela's ice cream slipped off her paper and some went down his neck. It was very funny but it must have been most uncomfortable for him.

     The rest of our voyage was very exciting.

    We passed the Bay of Biscay which was extremely calm, then Portugal with its coloured lights, Gibraltar with its apes, Sicily and then Malta.

    We first set foot on Malta at the Grand Harbour where, after waiting a few minutes, a car came along and took us to '"Tigne Court Hotel".

    Valerie Jean Pickering Form 2BM


    Smutty was a small grey dog, about a foot to nine inches high. He was a first-cross between a Scotty dog and a Cairn Terrier. His main hobby was chasing birds.

    We were making our way to London, where we were to leave Smutty, until we arrived back in England. When we had ridden about twenty miles in our car, with my father driving, we stopped at a little cafe named the Malta Inn. Leading down to the Malta Inn was a small narrow lane. When the car had reached the bottom of the lane we saw a river flowing with clear fresh water. At each side of the river was a parapet a foot or so high. On the opposite side of the river, was a large grass lawn on which the Malta Inn stood. Leading over the river was a small wooden bridge.

    We all clambered out of the car eager to see what the Malta Inn was like. Forgetting about Smutty we walked over the bridge. When we reached the Malta Inn we entered it. It was a neat little place with tables all set. It was quite empty. We ordered some dinner, and came out to see what had happened to Smutty. He was playing his usual game at chasing birds. We watched for a few minutes and then our hearts leaped to our mouths, because Smutty was chasing a sparrow and it was flying over the river. We held our breath as we watched Smutty rushing towards the river. He got nearer and nearer until at last he reached the river. He leapt over the parapet and straight into the river. Daddy walked up to the river and pulled him out. He looked like a little drowned rat. We had to take a wet little Smutty to London that day.

    Janet Perrin Form 1AM



    Oh! how I would like a dog of my own, A dog, all white and brown, I'd take him for walks, I'd take him to roam, I'd take him on buses to town.

    I'd give him a bath nearly every night,

    I'd bathe his eyes, so he'd have good sight,

    I'd let him jump on stone and lea,

    And take him to swim every week in the sea.

    I'd let him sleep every night on my bed, I'd brush his coat and his shining head. I'd buy him a collar, a lead and a bone, And I'd let him keep them all for his own.

    Oh! for a dog, a lovely dog.

    A dog I could call my own.

    Can you guess what I'd call him?- can you

    Guess? I'd call him "Master Bone!"

    L. Eaton Form IBM


    Have you ever sat, ear glued to the radio, listening spellbound to a Mr. Presley bellowing, 'You ain't nothin' but a hound dawg', or informing 'Honey' that she may do as she pleases provided she abstains from stepping on his blue suede shoes? You have? And Mum. or Dad. has come into the room and made derogatory remarks about your taste in music?

    Well, next time, ask mum to tell you how she used to delight in lending an ear to 'Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay' or 'Hands, knees and boomps-a-daisy', (early Rock 'n' Roll?), and ask Dad to tell you about 'Mazey doats and dozy doats and little lambzy divey'?

    To go back even further in this age of nonsense songs. Rock 'n' Roll and Rythm 'n' Blues, ask Grandma to explain how a writer of her era could sit down and, in cold blood, pen the ungrammatical monstrosity, 'You didn't orter have did what you done when you dooed it.'

    When you face relatives with these tactless reminders of a Lone-gone riotous youth, they start to think more kindly of— —'See you later, Alligator'.

    R. J. Walton Form 4AM


     Unearthing scarlet tubers indigestible Our pristine peasant ordered, "Dig that beet!" But modern youngsters, somewhat less suggestible To Ceres' blessings, often deem it meet At orgies nigh — sabbatical, By Rock 'n Roll erratical, To deify the functions of the feet.

    Insidiously the scarlet letter "A"

    Has wrought a revolution; "beet" is "beat",

    And "Dig that Beat!" can only mean, today,

    An accolade's been won! The strident bleat

    Of wailing trumpet's noisome noise

    Has oust Sir Malcolm and His Boys.

    "It makes you think, y'know". to say the lea't

    (Anon — Please!!)



    The event took place, this year, over the Saint Edward's course as the course at Mosta was unsafe.

    In the Senior Event the team prize went, as last year, to Saint Edward's College while we; although having the same points as Saint Aloysius, were placed third as the fourth runner in our team was beaten by the fourth runner in Saint Aloysius team.

    The individual winner in this event was Stubbs. The next members of the Royal Naval School team home were Evans, Instone and Roddick.

    The Junior event was won over a shorter distance and the Royal Naval School came second to Saint Aloysius.

    Individual Racings were Strutt sixth, Harrison seventh, Slack eighth and Birch tenth.

    Jenkins who won the event in 1955 and 1956 very unfortunately suffered an asthmatic attack, whilst leading, and finished fourty-fourth.

    Both teams deserve credit for a very commendable effort.

    D. C. Love Form 6G


    The Ninth Annual Swimming Sports were held at the Fleet Lido, Ricasoli, on Friday, 13th July, the prizes being presented by Mrs. Miles, wife of the Port Education Officer, Malta.


    Final House Positions:—1. Nelson 190J points

      1. Drake 177 points
      2. Stevenson 135 points
      3. White 974- points

    The awards for Champion boy and girl are given to the boy and girl who obtain the most points. This year the Champions both came from the 12J.- - 14 year age group. They were John Wakeford (White) and Janet Orchard (Drake).

    No records were broken, and quite a few times were far from the record times. But, with everything considered, it can be said that it was a satisfactory afternoon.

    SCHOOL SPORTS — 1957

    The School Sports were held at Ta-Kali on a rather windy Saturday, llth May. This is the first time the Sports have been held at Ta-Kali, the previous ones being held at the Marsa and most people thought the grass track was a great improvement on the cinder track at the Marsa.

    The results of the sports were practically identical to last year's, only the gap between the winning House and the last House was lessened. Drake won the Sports and Stubbs (D) and Currie (D) were again Champion Boy and Girl respectively.

    In the Senior 100 yds. Stubbs won in 10.2 sees., but he was only just ahead of Chandler (S) who also beat the previous record of llsecs. In the Open Mile Armstrong (S) ran a very fine race to beat Evans (W) into second place who, after leading from the 2nd lap was overtaken by Armstrong in the home straight.

    The 1st form relay (boys) produced a very tight finish Nelson beating White by inches. In the Girls' 1st year 100 yds. Perry (W) won with convincing ease showing that she obviously has the makings of a good runner. Tyndale-Biscoe (D) won the Girls' Senior 220 yds. by quite a few yards.

    The Sports indicated clearly that there are some good athletes in this School who are well ahead of the others, who are very average and it is pleasing to see that this factor, the difference in class, does not deter the average performers from giving their best and there are no indications of the 'I can't win therefore I won't try  attitude.

    Drake — 431 points,  Nelson — 385 points,  Stevenson — 365 - points   White — 345 points






    The Cricket Shield this year was won by Stephenson with Drake and White tieing for second place.

    The School XI played one match against the Staff at the end of May at Manoel Island which ended in a comfortable win for the latter. The School batted first and scored 70 before 'being dismissed. The Staff then replied with 71 for four wickets, thus winning by six wickets.

    There were no more School fixtures during the Summer term, but during the holidays the School XI had eight matches with the "Olympians". The School won three of these games and lost five. The School had mixed fortunes in these games partly due to indifferent fielding which must have cost many runs. There was sound, steady batting from Livingtsone, Robertson and Chandler with some unauthodox hitting from Stubbs and Whitehouse. The bowling was quite steady, the brunt of it being borne by Robertson and Chandler supplying the quicker variety and Livingstone with the slower. M. Yorke, whose services behind the stumps were sadly missed on his return to U.K., also did some useful hard-hitting.

    Batting averages for school matches: —
    Chandler — 24.8
    Livingstone 21.9

    Robertson 18.3

    Bowling averages for school matches:—
    Chandler 12.1

    Livingstone 9.9

    Robertson 9.2

    This article would not be complete without thanking the Staff for their kind services in umpiring at the matches and for bringing the cricket bag to the matches.

    Roger G. E. Chandler


    Only four matches were played in school football this season, one other being cancelled and another in which the opposing side didn't turn up. The 1st XI this year was a considerably lighter team than last year and the players were also less experienced, but, even though the team was weak on paper it put a much better show than was expected of it.

    Our first match was against Dockyard Technical who beat all Malta Schools last season. We soon learnt that we would have to be quick in getting used to the Maltese fast and nervous type of playing. Even though we pressed hard and got the first

    goal, we were tired out towards the end of the second half and they obtained three goals in quick succession, the final score being 4—1.

    Our match against Stella Maris was our only success due to our continual opening out of play and using the wings. The Maltese tended to use a lightning dash through the middle and hard shooting which didn't pay off. We won 4—2.

    The match against St. Alberts was a ding-dong battle all the way. The standard of play deteriorated after a while and feeling ran high after a few trippings, but the result was a hard-fought game which we lost 1—0.

    Our final match against Lyceum promised to be as tough as the St. Alberts match but either the forwards were slow in realising their position or the backs failed to keep up with play because the opposing forwards took advantage of the large gap and shot two quick goals late in the second half.

    On the whole the team did well. We learnt not to keep the ball high in the air with these Maltese teams, because their heading is far superior to ours and also, that opening out play towards the wings produced many openings for the forwards, because the Maltese like to play close together taking the ball up the field using short passes.

    Our only regret at the end of this season is that we didn't have a crack at St. Edwards. There is always a lot of competition between individual members of our School and St. Edwards, and if this competition were to spread a bit it might do something to prevent the tremendous lack of team spirit amongst the senior forms of the school.

    The team for this season consisted of Chandler (Goal); Harrison (L.B.), Stubbs (R.B.), Stephens (L.H.), Riley (C.H.), Lloyd (R.H.), Kiggell (L.W.), Robertson (I.L.), Evans (C.P.), Holness (I.R.), Roddick (R.W.). Those deserving mention for their efforts are Chandler who, although never having played in goal befroe, pulled off many good saves and Harrison whose determined tackling and long accurate passes broke apart most of the fast Maltese attacks.

    R. Robertson Form VIG


    TAL HANDAK JUNIOR SCHOOL SOCCER (1956-57)   Played 11, won 3, lost 8!!— and yet no-one will deny that this was a successful season. The boys were very keen to learn, especially as most of them had never played in a school team before, and that keeness made winning or losing of little consequence.

    In fact the team spirit weakened after the first victory and casual play was noticed in the next game. If the boys had played in their normal spirited way, there would have been a different result in the second match against Tigne. The task of forming a team from twenty-five boys, half of whom were in 3J class, seemed practically impossible when the first practice games showed that their idea of Soccer was chasing a ball all over the field. However, a nucleus of three or four boys, who had some knowledge of the game, and the keenness of the rest enabled a team to be chosen. Needless to say, the boys were quite convinced that Tal Handak Juniors would emerge league champions, and even when half the games had been played and lost, they were still going to win the remaining fixtures.

    That never-say-die spirit was the feature of the season. Whatever the score the boys stuck to it and the high-light for them, the victory over St. Andrews, was just reward for some very hard effort.

    The effort was sometimes wasted by several players getting in the way of one of their own team who had control of the ball. This fault, of bunching together, is very common and destroys any chance of developing teamwork. By all means keep moving during the game, but you should usually move away from your team-mate, who has the ball, so that you are in a position to receive a pass from him. Also the skill of kicking with both feet, heading and trapping must be thoroughly practised if you are to achieve your ambitions.

    Manager Matt Busby will be pleased to learn that most of Tal Handak Junior Soccer team intend to play for his club when they leave school. We only hope that this keenness and enthusiasm will last.

    The team was chosen from these boys: —

    R. Chalmers, M. Morgan, J. Echterling, B. Spence, N. Carter, R. Prince, G. Walsh, R. Peacock, G. Oakley, G. Whitehouse, S. Oakley, I. Ralph and J. Quinn.

    Prince and Peacock were chosen to play for the rest, against the league champions Verdala, in the closing match of the season. Carter was first reserve.


    Luqa v Tal Handak  4 — 0

    Tal Handak v St. Andrews  0 — 1

    Tigne v Tal Handak  0 — 1

    Tal Handak v Verdala  0 — 5

    St. Andrews v Tal Handak 4 — 0

     Tal Handak v Luqa  0 — 5

    *Tal Handak v St. Andrews  2 — 0

    Tal Handak v Tigne  0 — 3

     Verdala v Tal Handak  9 — 0

    *Tal Handak v Verdala Team  2 — 3

    Tal Handak v Verdala Team  2 - 0

    * — Friendlies



    The House has continued to put up a good all-round performance and we may well congratulate ourselves on such activities as football and athletics. As usual we have for the most part relied on a few outstanding individuals and to them we must say thank-you. On the other hand the majority are very prone to be lacking in support and loyalty; for example the*re are seldom any supporters for the House when playing football matches: a little encouragement from the side lines goes a long way when a team is being hard pressed and the other side is toeing cheered on by a pack of enthusiasts.

    During the coming School Year we must remind ourselves that a School House is not a collection of individuals but an association or fellowship; common ties of loyalty and the hope that our House will lead the School both at work and play should be sufficient incentives to persuade all to get off the fence and join in the race whatever it may be: in fairness we must point out that our success in Athletics was largely due not only to the few but also to those who, knowing that they were only moderate performers, were still prepared to "have a go"; this is the spirit of tenacity and perseverance which we must all encourage and foster in our House during the next twelve months for it will spell success not only now but also in life many years hence 'when our ship has left the river bank'.

    A final note in praise of our two House Captains June Currie and Graham Stubbs; both have worked very hard to get the teams organised and to carry out the many tedious and unrewarding tasks that always fall to the lot of House Captains. This year Stubbs won the Inter Secondary Schools Cross Country Race; there is no need to say that this was an outstanding feat and was the result, not only of athletic ability but of constant and persistent training for the event after school hours.

    C. Edgell

    DRAKE HOUSE NOTES (BOYS) Football 1956-57 Season

    The Senior team continued their unbeaten run of success and went through the season without losing a point. The only survivors of the previous seasons' team were Harrison, Gaunter and Stubbs. However, with the luck of the draw we were supplied with new talent in the form oi Riley, Youngman, Campbell and Morgan and with these and some up-and-coming third formers we made up a strong team. In the first round we beat Nelson 6—1; White 2—1 and after a hectic battle Stevenson 4—3. In the second round we repeated the performance beating Nelson 7—0; White 5—0 and Stevenson 1- -0.

    In the Junior matches we only lost twice, both times to Stevenson. In this team we have some very promising players notably Smith, Turney, Symons and Derrick. The results were as follows, beat Nelson 1—0, beat White 3—0, lost Stevenson 1—0 and in the second round we beat Nelson 3—0, White 2—0 and lost to Stevenson 1—0.

    As a finale to the season Drake Senior played "The Rest". The match was one of the best we had played, it was a really ding-dong battle with "The Rest" finally winning by 3 goals to 2. Cross Country 1957 Season

    For Drake the prospects of Cross Country seemed grim because although we had a good Junior team the Senior one was weak.

    However, on the day the Junior race started first over the 2i mile course and Jenkins soon took his usual position in the lead being closely supported by Birch, Slack, Harrison, Gibbon and Symons. Jenkins finished the course in 15 minutes 40 seconds, a remarkable run.

    A few minutes after the Juniors had started, the Senior race commenced, the competitors having to run 34 miles. For the first mile the runners were bunched but then the field began to string out. The leading Seniors then started to overtake a few stragglers from the Junior race who often tried to run alongside them. At the finish however, it was Stubbs who came in first but the next Drake competitors came in 12, 13 and 22 giving us a total of 48 points and the third position. However, with the Senior and Junior totals added together we had only 77 points which placed us comfortably ahead of White our nearest rivals and thus giving us the Championship.

    Athletics 1956 Season

    Drake had yet another victory in the 1956 sports and not content in just winning the event we took both Junior and Senior girl and boy Championships. The mainstays in the boys events were Wellington and Allen in the mile, half mile and javelin, Love and Gaunter in the relay, Taylor in the shot and relay and Stubbs who was Champion Boy. Eric Smith was the Junior Boy Champion.

    Swimming 1956 Season

    It is said that Athletics, and Swimming do not mix. This may be so but Drake has had a good try at both and came second to Nelson in the Swimming Sports. In the Junior events we held our own and the outstanding swimmers were Daborn, Phillips, Symons and Nesbit. In the Senior events we did not fare so well but this is irrelevant as everybody did his best. Keech, Harvey and Stubbs were the best Senior swimmers.

    In spite of the lack of Senior swimmers we managed to keep level with Nelson until the relay events when we fell slightly behind to take second place.

    Cricket 1956 Season

    This season we had a strong Senior team which was ably captained by Wellington. The Seniors won all their matches but one which was against Nelson. The best cricketers were Wellington, Allen, Wood and Taylor.

    In the Juniors we were not so fortunate and lost as many matches as we won. The team was captained by Wood who was the most outstanding cricketer. The other Juniors who deserve to be mentioned are Jenkins, Keech and Benfield.



    Drake has done very well in Netball this year, retaining the shield gained last year.

    In the Christmas term we were first house in the 4, 5 and 6th year and 3rd in the 2nd and 3rd year and retained the shield on goal average having drawn for points with Nelson. In the Easter term however, we had improved, winning the shield outright.

    We would like to congratulate Wendy Scott, Anne Beare, Kathleen Quinn, Brenda Harding and June Currie on being chosen for the School team and the last two on gaining their School Netball colours.

    We have some promising players in the second and third forms particularly Christine Collins, Jane Ashworth and Carol Agass.

    Netball teams — 2nd and 3rd year. Goal Defence- Anne Greatbatch. Defence- Diane Bray.   Centre Defence -Carol Agass. Centre -Shiela Ayling. Centre Attack - Jane Ashworth. Attack- Christine Collins. Shooter -Susan Allen.

    4th, 5th 'and 6th year.  Goal Defence -June Currie. Defence-Rosemary Powell. Centre Defence -Susan Dixon. Centre - Wendy Scott. Centre Attack-Anne Beare. Attack - Kathleen Quinn. Shooter -Brenda Harding.


    In the Hockey we have not been as successful as we could have been. In the Christmas term 1956 we were last in the House Championships. This was mainly due to lack of enthusiasm amongst the Seniors in the House. However in the Easter term 1957 much more effort was made and we managed to come second.

    We have some promising players such as Rosemary Powell, Susan Dixon, Janet Tyndale-Biscoe and Wendy Scott all having gained places in the School 1st XI.

    Rosemary Powell

    Kay Skinner

    Wendy Scott

    Kathleen Quinn

    June Currie

    Christine Collins

    Right Wing Jane Ashworth

    Right Inner Susan Dixon

    Centre Forward Brenda Harding

    Left Inner Janet Tyndale-Biscoe

    Left Wing Diane Bray

                                                                             STEPHENSON HOUSE NOTES


    Hockey this season has not been as good as in the previous season. We gained second place at Christmas and were last at Easter. This is due to the lack of enthusiasm among the senior girls. We congratulate Gillian Gaithouse on gaining a position in the School XI Hockey team. Pamela Hunt left at Christmas; we are sorry to lose her, but we have a promising player coming up in the third form, Gillian Loveridge. We hope she will be with us for another year.


    The team was: —

    Goal Keeper Grace West

    Right Back Pamela Munt

    Left Back Eileen Waterworth

    Right Wing Beryl Brierly

    Left Wing Gilian Gaithouse

    Centre Half Brenda Little

    Centre Forward Helen Acton

    Right Half Shiela Waterworth

    Left Half Naomi Lavers

    Right Inner Mairilyn Williams

    Left Inner Gilian Laveridge

    Reserves 1. J. Tailour 2. N, Jeffreys


    In the house Netball Tournaments the 2nd and 3rd years came first both at Christmas and Easter. The 4th, 5th and 6th years were not so good; they came last at the end of both terms

    The teams were: —

    4th, 5th and 6th years

    Goal Defence P. Spencer

    Defence G. Gaithouse

    Centre Defence H. Acton (Capt.)

    Centre Centre Attack



    Reserve — G. Hart

    Goal Defence Defence Centre Defence Centre Centre Attack



    Reserve — J. Mead

    Cricket — 1956

    Throughout the season the only deficiency in both Junior and Senior teams was fielding. Both teams were strong bowling sides and the need for good fielding was apparent. Because of a lack of really good batsmen we had to rely very much on our bowling to win matches and the need for good fielding was emphasized. The spirit of the teams were on the whole good, but members were inclined to panic in the face of stiff oposition. Unfortunately it was the Seniors who were lacking in keenness but if the up and coming Juniors play as well next year as they did this year, we should retain our position as the best cricketing House. Johnston, Armstrong, Matthews and Kiggell formed the backbone of both Junior and Senior teams and their example should be noted by various non-sportsmen in the House.


    We had no exceptional swimmers although certain members of the Juniors were very successful. Despite this fact and our complete lack of divers of any shape or sort, we showed the House was not below standard and that on the average we were the fastest House resulting in our winning the two relays easily. The turn-out for the Sports was rather disappointing and consequently we started the events with less points than we did at last years meeting. Members of the House will have to remember that in the heats for the swimming sports, it is quantity, not quality that counts. The more people entering, the more points we can get.


    In this year's Cross-Country the House came off very badly. The Seniors did well to come in second taut our points still could have been pushed up by a few. The main trouble was slow starting which resulted in some runners getting too far behind the main pack.

    The Juniors failed miserably by all accounts. They failed to turn up regularly for practices with one or two exceptions and their whole attitude towards the run can be put down to cockiness and downright laziness, resulting in third place. Admittedly Cross-Country is not an attractive way of winning points but members of the House must show the right spirit and be willing to put in that extra effort that makes the difference between success and failure. We cannot afford to have repetions of this sort of show if the House is to Rive any reasonable opposition in the Championships.

    R. Robertson (House Captain)

    Football (56-57)

    The House put up a very good showing in this seasons football. The Juniors played excellently throughout and deserved to win the Championship. Their only drawback was their inclination to panic under pressure and this was the case when they lost to Nelson but will no doubt wear off as their experience grows. The team was ably captained by Eddie Fleming, who although absent for two of the matches, set a splendid example to the rest of the team. Quinn at centre half, Martin inside left and Hopperton outside left deserve mentioning for their efforts.

    The Seniors were less fortunate in coming second in the Championship. The two games we lost against Drake were hard battles with neither side giving any quarter and only the odd goal deciding the winners (4—3; 1—0). Throughout the season the sore points were the large gap that repeatedly opened up betwen forwards and backs and the fact that we often failed to open up play to our advantage because we possess the best forward line in the School, especially the right wing. Shooting was rather slap happy at times and our draw with White was due to cockiness and too much passing in the opposing goalmouth.

    On the whole the House has been taking second place pretty regularly but second place isn't good enough for Stephenson and if we all pull our weight and prevent these periodic deteriorations in form, we will find the House Championship shield well within our grasp.

                                               WHITE HOUSE NOTES


    In this the House as a whole failed miserably to accomplish anything and for the points that were gained the House depended on a few, notably John Wakeford, who was the Boy Champion, obtaining Hi points in the Junior Competition and thus narrowly beating the totals obtained by Stubbs of Drake and Yorke of Nelson in the Senior Competition.


    Both teams were average; the Juniors were more successful than the Seniors and in the placing (combined) at the end of the Season the House was 2nd. equal.


    In the First Round neither team gained a point. This meant that the Seniors had gone a season and a half without a point. But on the arrival of 1957 the Seniors, to everyone's surprise, improved greatly, gaining 3 points out of a possible 6 in the second round thereby just beating Nelson for 3rd. place. Unfortunately the New Year had no effect on the Junior team.


    At last the House has won something, with Instone 2nd., Evans 3rd., Cane 6th and Whitehouse 9th, the Seniors won their Cross-Country beating Stevenson by 4 points. The Juniors, led by Taylor 4th, did surprisingly well and came second to Drake.

    Thus at last it looks as if the House might be making its way out of the bad patch.

    G. Whitehouse (House Captain)


    It was unfortunate that White House did not do better in Netball this season. The Seniors were beaten by Drake and Nelson but just managed to beat Stephenson. The 2nd and 3rd forms, unfortunately, lost all their matches, but it was certainly not for want of trying! The 1st Year team is very keen and has made good progress since September.

    Carole Humphreys (Captain)


    In Hockey we have not been so successful as could be wished. This is mainly due to lack of enthusiasm. I am quite sure we could do much better if the majority of the girls took more interest in the game. A commendable player is Gillian Shaw, who makes all the difference to the team.

    Margaret Powell (Captain)

                                                                                         NELSON HOUSE

    1956-57 Netball Notes

    The Netball this term was rather disappointing as far as attendance was concerned, but we managed to gain 2nd place in the final results. This also applies to the 2nd and 3rd forms who played very well.

    4th, 5th and 6th team was:—

    Shooter Wendy Blanchard

    Attack Christine Squires

    Defence Mary Woodhatch

    Centre Defence Marigold Barrett

    Centre Attack Gillian Howe

    Centre Valerie Wood

    Goal Keeper Barbara Mantle

    The 2nd and 3rd form teams varied considerably due to the irregular attendance but credit for good play goes to Barbara Mortimer, Kathleen Pilsbury, Sally Angel, Janet Angel, Marilyn Saunders, Rita Sawyer, Susan Van der Byl, Anne Pinnock, Carol Pitt and Teresa Long.

    Form 4AJ

    The 1st forms also played very promising netball and maintained a strong enthusiasm.

    Hockey Notes

    The Hockey team for the season was: —

    Goal Keeper Christine Squires

    Right Back Marilyn Saunders

    Left Back Joy Button

    Right Half Janet Chetwynd

    Left Half Marigold Barrett

    Right Wing Rita Sawyer

    Left Wing Susan Van der Byl

    Right Inner Janet Angel

    Left Inner Valerie Wood

    Centre Forward Wendy Blanchard

    Centre Half Gail Tainsh

    Hockey for the House this term was encouraged by the presence of quite a few Senior girls of whom the majority were in-clued in the School 1st XI. We had a good attendance from the team during the Hockey tournament and managed to win the Hockey Trophy, a good standard of play being maintained throughout each game.

    A. Welham (House Captain)



    House Captain David Muckart

    Football Captain Lance Kiggell

    Cricket Captain Michael Yorke

    Nelson House, handicapped since September by a shortage of Senior Boys, has enjoyed all the competitive sports which have been organised and has been able to give the other Houses some good opposition both in the Junior and Senior competitions.

    We were pleased to receive the congratulations of the other Houses on winning the Swimming Tournament and we, in turn, congratulate them in winning the other events. We will, of course, relieve them of the onerous responsibility of being Cricket, Football and Athletic Champions during the coming season. (Ambition, to us, is not so grievous a fault as Brutus would have us believe). We look forward to a most enjoyable season on the sports field whatever the results and if all the boys (and the girls, too of course - we couldn't do without 'em) give of their very best it should be a successful one as well. We lost David Muckart this term and his place as House Captain will be taken by Robert Trott whom we welcome to his post of responsibility. David Muckart carried out his duties satisfactorilly under rather difficult conditions and all in the house have appreciated his efforts. We wish him all success when he returns to Britain.


    Nelson showed at its best in this sphere by taking the Cup. This success was largely due to the efforts of the girls who put up a splendid show, being placed in thirteen out of fourteen events to the boys eight out of fourteen. Nelson won 10 out of 29 events and was placed in 21, a very good show indeed. Nelson's total was 190i points, the nearest rivals, Drake, having 177 points.

    The following people came first in their events in the girls section, S. Hicks, S. Jackson, A. Ware, C. Knight, J. Foley and P. Carey and the Senior girls relay team S. Hicks, S. Jackson, V. Wood and A. Ashworth. In the boys section M. Yorke and R. Hammond have to be congratulated on their successes.


    The 1956 Nelson Cricket team played some very good matches. The Senior team though not always successful played very well throughout the season.

    The batting and fielding was of a good standard but the bowling could have been stronger - a good fast bowler would have made all the difference. M. Yorke behind the wickets and D. Edwards with C. Newbury in slips played extremely well and took advantage of every opportunity. L. Kiggell and R. Powell were the two medium pace opening bowlers with D. Muckart and R. Dolling as change bowlers. The best batting average went to Newbury with Kiggell holding the best bowling average.


    Nelson had a fairly good athletics season coming second in the School Sports. If the Nelson competitors had a bit more training we might have had even more success.

    The boys did very well on the whole but a lack of support from the girls was rather a drawback.

    M. Yorke, D. Edwards and C. Newbury were three of the better of the Nelson Athletes.


    As a result of a lack of players in the House this year's soccer season, particularly in the Senior section, has been rather unsuccessful for Nelson.

    The Senior boys were unfortunate in being drawn against the strongest team for their first match and as a result lost 6 — 1. This defeat rather dulled the enthusiasm of the players and unfortunately that enthusiasm never revived.

    The team was captained by David Muckart and Lance Kiggell. Martin Thomas, Robert Powell and David Strutt deserve a mention for their efforts to hold the team together.

    The Juniors were more successful and had a very good season. The team, captained jointly by Roy Hammond and Michael Sare, was most enthusiastic throughout the season and good opposition to any side.

    Roy Hammond, Michael Sare, David Scott-Currie and Derek Pugh deserve a special mention for their efforts.


    On March the 8th this year's Cross-Country was unsuccessful for Nelson in both the Senior and Junior sections.

    Our lack of success was not due to the poor efforts of the boys but to the lack of runners in any shape or form in the House.

    David Strutt is to be congratulated on his success in coming 3rd in the Junior race, our only runner to be in the first ten home.

    David Muckart (House Captain)

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