RN School Magazine 1960 Sport Section Verdala Section
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First Visit of the Governor of Malta to the School
ARRIVAL OF HIS EXCELLENCY THE GOVERNOR,
ADMIRAL SIR GUY GRANTHAM, G.C.B., C.B.E., D.S.O. AND LADY GRANTHAM ON PRIZE DAY.
ROYAL NAVAL SCHOOL, VERDALA TEACHING STAFF.
HEADMASTER Instructor Captain D. E. Mannering, B.A., R.N.
Deputy Headmaster and Headmaster, Verdala Instructor Commander
L. G. Brooks, M.B.E., R.N.
SECONARDY SCHOOL TAL HANDAK(sic)
Assistant Headmaster Instructor Lieutenant Commander S.A. Parkin, B.Sc. R.N.
Senior Mistress Miss J. Yule, B.A.
PRIMARY SCHOOL VERDALA
INFANTS DEPARTMENT Miss
Miss G.M. Stideford
Miss M. Postings
Miss M. Parkinson
I 9A Mrs.
Mrs. J. Keane
I 10 Miss
Miss P. Whitelaw
Miss W.F. Townsend
Miss B.J. Eastland
I 12 Miss
Mrs. N.P. Cockcroft
I 13 Miss
Mrs. C.D. Roberts
Mrs. A.I. Gee
Mrs. L. A. Turley JUNIOR DEPARTMENT Mrs. G. Goodhew
Reception. Mr. J. Ousbey
Prize Day .............
Selected Articles ...
Cubs and Brownies
Letter from Mombasa ... ... ... 90
..............................94 School Music
INFANTS DEPARTMENT Miss V. North
Miss G.M. Stideford
I 9 Miss M. Postings
Miss M. Parkinson
I 9A Mrs. L.A. Jordan
Mrs. J. Keane
I 10 Miss P.A. Holmwood
Miss P. Whitelaw
I 11 - Miss W.F. Townsend
Miss B.J. Eastland
I 12 Miss M.S. Head
Mrs. N.P. Cockcroft
I 13 Miss S. Strong
Mrs. C.D. Roberts
Mrs. A.I. Gee
Secretary Mrs. L. A. Turley
JUNIOR DEPARTMENT Mrs. G. Goodhew
Reception. Mr. J. Ousbey
Embroidery Competition .............. 48
Prize Day ............. .......................... 6
Sicily Trip ................................. 1 6
Debating Society ............................. 65
Selected Articles ... .....................37
Music................................... -. ................ 85
Cubs and Brownies ......................88
Letter from Mombasa ... ... ... 90
Selected Articles ..............................94
School Music . ... 47
Advertisements .. 100
Last year the Magazine was printed for the first time commercially as the appropriate press in the Commander-in-Chief s Printing Office had broken down. The Progress Press produced an excellent edition but inevitably the cost was high. We printed 1,000 copies instead of 800, sold them at 2/6d. instead of l/6d., and increased the number of advertisements, but we still needed a subsidy of £139 from the School Funds.
It seems clear now that we shall always have to rely on commercial printing owing to a reduction in staff in the Commander-in-Chief s Office. In order to reduce the very heavy subsidy we are again having to increase the price, to 3/-, and we are producing 1,500 copies. We could certainly have sold far more last year and I sincerely hope that sales will be high, as otherwise it may not be possible to produce a Magazine in future years. This would be a great pity, as recent copies have reached a high standard and they form a fascinating, and indeed the only, history of the school.
Another difficulty has arisen this year. The Editor had to leave suddenly during the Easter holidays owing to the unexpected movement of her husband's ship. A number of volunteers have nobly agreed to form a committee to see this issue through, and I am indeed grateful for their support which I know means a great deal of hard work.
The school continues to grow, as always. There are 100 more children at Tal Handak than this time last year, and 100 more at Verdala; and the teaching Staff has reached the formidable total of 101. Increases in administrative and industrial staffs await approval, but the Admiralty have agreed to the appointment of a State Registered Nurse at each school.
A new Romney Hut has been completed at Verdala, and three are under construction at Tal Handak. Further additions and improvements have been approved, and we are grateful to the Flag Officer, Malta, for his support in these and other matters. Much more remains to be done, however, before the material side of the school can be considered satisfactory.
Progress has also been made in other ways, but this you may read for yourselves in the remainder of this issue.
D. E. MANNERING Headmaster.
Prize Day at Tal Handak. was held on 20th November, 1959. The Flag Officer, Malta, Rear-Admiral D. H. F. Hetherington, D.S.C., presided, and the prizes were presented by His Excellency the Governor, Admiral Sir Guy Grantham, G.C.B., C.B.E., D.S.O. Guests included the Commander-in-Chief Mediterranean and Lady Bingley, Mr. J. P. Vassallo, Director of Education, and Mrs. Vassallo, and Heads of Colleges and Schools in Malta.
HIS EXCELLENCY THE GOVERNOR, PRESENTING A PRIZE TO
Admiral Hetherington welcomed Admiral and Lady Grantham to the school and stated that it was the first time that the Governor of Malta had presented the prizes.
The programme was as follows:
GOD SAVE THE QUEEN
After the presentation of prizes, Admiral Grantham asked that the school should be awarded a whole-holiday, which was duly held in the Easter Term. A vote of thanks was proposed by the Head Boy, Gordon Moore, and Lady Grantham was presented with a bouquet by Elizabeth Roe, the Head Girl.
The Prize-winners were:
HEADMASTER'S REPORT Prize Day 1959
The Headmaster said:
"I should first like to second all that Admiral Hetherington has said in welcoming our guests and to fill one notable omission in his list. I refer, of course, to Admiral Hetherington himself, and to Mrs. Hetherington, who are today visiting the school for the first time on an official occasion. We hope that this will be the first of many visits. I am quite sure that we shall have the same devoted support that I know the school has received from previous Flag Officers, Malta and their Wives.
The Headmaster's report is supposed to cover the school year which ended last July. This gives me the unique opportunity of saying what a splendid school it is without being accused of boasting, as I was not here for the first two terms and I know that anything good that happened in the last term was in spite of my presence and not because of it.
Before I came to Malta I heard said on more than one occasion words to the effect that no one knew how Tal Handak worked-, but that somehow it certainly did work. I now know that the answer is largely due to the efficiency and loyalty of the staff teaching, administrative and industrial all of whom are determined that the school shall be a good one in spite of the manifold difficulties with which they are faced. It is also due to no small extent to the children who may be surprised to know that on the whole I think that they are not at all a bad lot. And behind them are parents and other good people who help in all manner of ways.
To revert, however, to the staff, I would like now to thank them all for what they have done and continue to do towards the smooth (running of the school; and to thank them for their help and support to me personally during the trying months which are bound to exist in the throes of a new Headmaster-I am tempted to mention many of them by name, but the list would be too long.
I will, however, pay a brief tribute to my predecessor, Instructor Captain Morgan, who was Headmaster for five years, which is an exceptionally long appointment for a Naval Officer. All this time he struggled with the major problems which arose as the number of children grew steadily from under 500 to over 1,003.
I have recently been browsing through past copies of the School Magazine. Editors have always printed the Headmaster's reports in full I am not sure whether this is due to kindness or tact and there is this constant theme of increasing numbers running through them. This year for the last time there has been no appreciable increase, although it was necessary to introduce a waiting list for some classes at the beginning of this term, for the first time, and at one time it looked as if some of the non-entitled children would not be able to remain here after Christmas.
We are now just completing the first phase of a modernization and enlargement programme. This phase is designed to provide adequate space for 600 children. This, of course, is far from satisfactory for over 1000 children, but it has resulted in some substantial improvements. We have a new Modern School laboratory with a dark room attached, a room which is set aside and used as a library not yet without disturbance unfortunately; we have new practical rooms for art, crafts and domestic science, and a new gymnasium and changing rooms which are still not yet completed. Also we have the new road which was only used for the first time on Open Day last Friday and which helps to reduce the chaos at the beginning and end of each day when 36 bus-loads of children arrive and depart. Unfortunately this road had to be laid through one of our two cricket nets but I will return to that subject later.
Phase II of the new programme has now just started, as Admiral Hetherington has told you, and I should like to thank him for his efforts in obtaining Admiralty approval. When this phase is completed it will provide accommodation far 800 children and will include extra class-rooms, spacious rooms for music, commerce, metal-work, further art and craft rooms, and a new biology laboratory at present biology has to share a laboratory with chemistry. There will also be improvements to the dining facilities, badly needed space for the industrial staff,, a new electric power supply this is necessary as we are over-loaded at present and suffer from power cuts, especially on Wednesday afternoons just after the Domestic Science classes have put their cakes in the ovens.
All this will be more than acceptable, and will greatly Increase the efficiency of the school. I will not enlarge on difficulties which exist at present, but I will say a little about those that will remain when the new phase Is finished. First is the lack of facilities for games. All we have now is one tennis court also used for netball and one cricket set, for 1000 children. I repeat one tennis, court and one cricket set. We have a primitive galley, a small sick-bay which has to be shared by boys and girls and an unhygienic system of cess-pit drainage. And in spite of the words of a once popular song '"Don't fence me in" I should like to see a fence or wall round the school both to keep us in and to keep other people out.
I sincerely hope that these gaps will be filled, if only gradually, during my time. Other much needed improvements such as a hall in which 'all the children could assemble without half a dozen of them fainting and with some room left over for parents; and such as covered ways to reduce the impossible conditions here on a wet day these I suspect will not be seen for a long time.
But I am supposed to be reporting on last year, not gazing into the future. As regards examinations, our 'A' level results were not outstanding, with the notable exception of John Knight, last year's Head Boy, who was awarded a Senior Scholarship in Physics at London University on the results. As he had been in the school for 8 years we may take no little pride in this achievement.
Results at 'O' level were particularly good. Figures can be deceptive, 'but what has impressed me is not just the increase in the number of passes, but in the number of really good passes. For example we had 92 passes at 65% or over, compared with 45 in the previous year. This is by no means solely due to the increase in the number of candidates. I believe that it is due in part to the growing reputation of the school which results in parents leaving their children here instead of "finishing" them in the United Kingdom. This belief is borne out by the astonishing growth in the numbers of children in the fifth and sixth forms. There are twice as many now as there were last term.. This is a welcome and if maintained will give a much better balance to the school than hitherto. But of course it has its problems in staffing and in space.
In the Modern School we again entered candidates far the Royal Society of Arts Examinations. These examinations and other similar ones are being introduced as a target which is lower than G.C.E., but is nevertheless a worth-while and not too distant one for Modern School children. Provided that they do well enough in these exams, they can go on to prepare- for G.C.E. in the following year. As one example I will quote the case of a boy who achieved a good R.S.A. pass here last year and went on to obtain 7 'O* level G.C.E. passes this year.
Generally our R.S,A, results were not as good as we had hoped; this I thinkis due to the newness of the scheme and the absence of the long effort which O.C.E. candidates know to be necessary. But the opportunity is there, and there is no reason for parents of Modern School children to think that they are at a disadvantage. Children who have the ability and work hard can go as far as any Grammar School pupils.
I can only touch very briefly on all the sporting and other activities that took place. The Headmaster of a well-known Public School said recently that the outstanding characteristic of a good school year was its normality, and judging by this criterion we had a good year. There was a production of "The Middle Watch" last December; the staff produced a play for the Drama Festival; our children did exceptionally well in the 'Child Art Exhibition" held in Valletta, and a musical concert in this hall revealed much and varied talent.
We managed to produce a Magazine again, but with some difficulty and at considerable expense as it had to be produced commercially. Incidentally the magazine fills many gaps in this report and I commend it to you if you have not yet read it, and if you can find a copy.
I should like, all to briefly, to thank the many people who help us in so many different ways. I am most .grateful for the playing fields and facilities which once again have been lent to us; for the help that Mr. Vassallo, the Director of Education, and Mr Attard give in arranging our G.C.E. examinations I am delighted that they are both here this afternoon. The Padres continue to come here for Religious Instruction and to strengthen-the spiritual life of the school. There are but a few of the many that I should like to thank most sincerely.
I will end by quoting some words from a Christmas broadcast by H.M. The Queen, which have been aptly used as an introduction to the new magazine of the Duke of Edinburgh's Award Scheme, in which we continue to participate:
"Today we need a special kind of courage; not the kind needed in battle but a kind which makes us stand up for everything that we know is right, everything that is true and honest. We need the kind of courage that can withstand the subtle corruption of the cynics, so that we can show the world we're not afraid of the future."
I will just add this. If you feel that there is something which is right to do, do it, even though you know it will be unpopular and that you will be in the minority. And you will find it much easier if you can remember some words of John Knox:
"A man with God is always in the majority."
JOHN KNIGHT Pure Mathematics, Applied Mathematics ('A' and 'S' level), Physics ('A' and 'S' level). GORDON MOORE Pure Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry. ROBIN PALMER History. JANET OGDEN Pure Mathematics, Chemistry, Biology.
ROSEMARY ANDERSON English Language and Literature, Mathematics. CHRISTINE BARNES English Literature, Latin, French, History (Foreign), Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics, Biology, Needlework. PAULINE BENTLEY English Language and Literature, French, History(British).PAULA BLACKBURN Art. SUSAN BRAY Art, Cookery, Needlework. JILL CALDER English Literature. SANDRA CARTER English Language and Literature, French, History(Foreign), Geography, Mathematics. ANN CARTWRIGHT English Language and Literature, Art. HILARY COOMBE English Language and Literature, History (British). WENDY COX Art. GERALDINE CROCKER English Language and Literature, French, ReligiousKnowledge, Geography. JOCELYN DUKE English Language and Literature, Latin, French, History(British), Mathematics. HELEN FINNIE English Language and Literature, French, History (British),Religious Knowledge, Biology. BARBARA FISHER English Literature. OLIVIA FRY English Language and Literature, Art. ZOYA HELLINGS English Literature, Needlework. SHEENA HINDS English Language and Literature, French, History (British), Religious Knowledge, Geography, Art, Mathematics. DIANE HIPKINS English Language and Literature, French, Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics. HEATHER HOLLOWS Art. MERYL HOWES -- English Language, French, Geography, Art, Mathematics. LINDA KNAPP < English Language, Needlework, General Housecraft. VICTORIA KNIGHT French. PATRICIA LEWIS ANTILL Religious Knowledge. ANN MARENGO-ROWE English Language, French, History (British). PAMELA MCDONOUGH English Language, English Literature. CAROL MATTHEWS' English Language and Literature, French, ReligiousKnowledge, Geography, Art, Mathematics. RITA MAYS Religious Knowledge. LENYS METHERELL English Language and Literature, French, History WANDA MUNRO English Language and Literature, History (British). GERALDINE NOLLER English Language. DEIRDRE PIKE English Language and Literature, French, History (British). KATHLEEN PILSBURY English Language -and Literature, Latin, French, History (British), Art, Mathematics. MERRIEL PLOWMAN English Language, French, Religious Knowledge, Art, Mathematics, EVE PRIESTLY English Language arid Literature, Latin, French, History (Foreign), Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry, VIVIEN RAY English Language and Literature, French, History (Foreign) Religious Knowledge, Geography. CHRISTINE BEES English Language and Literature, French, History (Foreign) Religious Knowledge, Needlework.
TAL HANDAK PREFECTS, I960
EILEEN ROBBINS English Language. ELIZABETH ROE English Literature, Religious Knowledge. JANICE SANDERSON English Language and Literature, History (British). FRANCES SMITH English Literature, French, History (Foreign), Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics, Biology. PATRICIA SOUTHCOTT Art. PATRICIA SQUIRE English Language and Literature, French, History(Foreign), Geography, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry. MARGARET STRICKLAND Religious Knowledge. MARIANNE TOTTMAN Religious Knowledge. CAROL WEST History (British), Mathematics. JOYCE WHEELER English Language. JACQUELINE WILLIAMS English Language and Literature, Latin, French, History (Foreign), Religious Knowledge, Geography, Chemistry, Biology. WALTER ATTWOOD . Geography, Mathematics, Physics. BARRY BLANDEN English Literature, Religious Knowledge, Geography,Mathematics, Physics.
ROGER TREGUNNO English Language and Literature, Latin, French, History (Foreign), Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry. ROGER TURNER Geography, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry. THOMAS WALL English Literature, Mathematics. ANDREW WASBURTON English Language. WALTER WILLMAN -- History (Foreign), Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry. CLIVE WOOD English Language, Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics, Physics. RODERICK YOUNGMEN English Language, History (Foreign), Geography.
JENNIFER BOUND English Language and Literature, Art. JILL CALDER English Language, Religious Knowledge. ANN CARTWR1GHT Religious Knowledge. MARGARET FITTALL English Language, Biology. OLIVIA FRY French. ZOYA HELLINGS English Language, History (British). LINDA KNAPP Cookery. GILLIAN MCCARTHY History (British). JANICE MCCARTHY History (British). JEAN MILES Art. EILEEN ROBBINS English Language and Literature, Art. PATRICIA RODEN French, Biology.ELIZABETH ROE Art. MARGARET STRICKLAND English Language and Literature, Art. MARIANNE TOTTMAN -- English Language and Literature, 'Religious Knowledge, Art, Mathematics. JEFFREY STEEL Religious Knowledge. MARIA HEWITT Physics. WALTER ATTWOOD English Language, Religious Knowledge, Mathematics. HOWARD FRANKS English Language, Religious Knowledge, Mathematics, Biology. GORDON LAWRENCE French. NORMAN LEDSHAM Geography, Physics. ALAN SELMAN English Language, -Religious Knowledge. ROGER TURNER English Language. THOMAS WALL Physics. WALTER WILLMAN English Language, French.
R.S.A. EXAMINATION RESULTS, SUMMER 1959
EILEEN BEER Typewriting. LEONARD BLAKE
Mathematics (A and B), Civics, Woodwork. ROBIN BOWES
Woodwork. WENDY COX English Language, Arithmetic,
Geography. DAWN FEAR English Language, Geography,
TAL HANDAK MONITORS, 1960
STEWART TAYLOR English Literature, History (Foreign), Religious Knowledge, Geography, Mathematics, Physics, Technical Drawing. KEITH TAYTON English Language and Literature, French, History (British). CHRISTOPHER HALES Civic, Geometrical and Technical Drawing, Physics. HEATHER HOLLOWS Geography. ALAN BUTTON English Language, 'Civics, Geometrical and Technical Drawing. LESLEY LEATHERS Typewriting. ROBERT LEWIS Civics, Geometrical and Technical Drawing, Physics. MAUREEN LORAM English Language, Arithmetic, Art, Civics, Geography (School Certificate). MALCOLM MACKENZIE Mathematics (A and B), Civics, Physics, Woodwork. RITA MAYS English Language, Accounts, Arithmetic, Typewriting. ROBERT MORGAN Geography, Geometrical and Technical Drawing, Woodwork. CAROL ROBINSON English Language, Arithmetic, Civics. GRAHAM ROBINSON - Civics. BRIAN SIMMONS English Language, Civics. EDWARD SOWELLS English Language, Mathematics (A and B), Civics, Geography, Geometrical and Technical Drawing, Physics, Woodwork. (Technical Certificate). MICHAEL TINSON English Language, Mathematics (A and B), Civics, Geography, Physics, Woodwork (Technical Certificate). KENNETH WALTHO Geometrical and Technical Drawing, Woodwork,
WHEN THE DOOR OPENS SOFTLY
When all little children have trotted upstairs, and said their prayers, and gone to bed; when the stars are being polished 'till they shine, and the little misty, silver ponies of the moonbeams are frolicking and chasing each other through the dewy fields, that is the time when the door opens softly and noiselessly, and a Person glides gracefully into the room.
He is very tall and straight, and he has long, silver, shoulder-length hair - 'least it looks silver in the moonlight and a russet-coloured cloak that hangs gracefully over his shoulders. His stockings are the colour of the primroses when they have just been kissed by a moonbeam, and his soft leather shoes are long and pointed. His nose too is long and aristocratic, his eyes silvery-blue, and his teeth gleam pearly-white in the starlight from the window, as he gently smiles at the sleeping, cherub-like head on the pillow beside him.
He is the star-dust man, and he comes every night to the bedrooms of children and opens the sack made of pinky silk that he carries under his arm, and throws a thumb-pinchful of glittering gold and silver dust over the sleeping heads, and watches it fall sparkling and dancing on to their eyelids.
He also has a large parasol hooked on his arm, and he opens this and holds it for a moment over the child. This is the dream parasol. Its colours are the colours of all the dreams in the world, bad ones and good ones, and he knows if you have been bad that day, and gives you a bad dream.
When he has finished his work, he goes out into the fields, and catches the little white moonbeam ponies, and he and they walk up an avenue of moon-beams to the homes of the stars above, and there is nothing to show that he has been there in the morning, except the sleepy-dust on your eyes, and perhaps the memory of a dream.;
PAMELA MAIN 6G.
MAKING CAMP AT LA PLAJA CATANIA
We met at Customs House at 7 o'clock. About 7.15 all the boys had arrived and all passports were stamped. From Gozo wharf the M.F.V. took us to the "Star of Malta". We clambered from the M.F.V. to the Star's steps, which led up to the deck, (not an easy job with a pack which weighs nearly half a hundred weight.) We managed it without falling into the water. The steps were not flat and I had a feeling of being thrown forward. When we reached the deck our passports were collected by an officer. We were then shown to the dining room where we dumped our packs in a huge pile and left them.
We went out of the dining hall to look around. We were shown to our cabins by a Maltese steward with a cockney accent. The ship moved out into the middle of the harbour. Both anchors were weighed. We were at half full speed astern. Customs house came closer and closer, we were going to collide! The officer in charge of the anchors spoke to the captain, ran back and dropped both anchors at the same time. Sparks flew from the chain as it came over the winch. The ship came to a standstill about 20 feet from the wharf at Customs House. We were aground.
A big tug refloated the Star and it went out into the middle of the harbour to wait for further orders. Most of the boys had turned in at about 12,30 and we sailed that night.
To our relief we were pleased to know that we were on our way to Syracuse.
Wednesday, April 13th.
About 6.30 a.m. some of us went up on deck to see where we were. The ship was rolling and pitching which caused a little discomfort to some. It wasn't very long before we were inside the sound at Syracuse where there was no swell. I think some of the boys were thankful for that. Out of Customs and passports we made our way to the station. Argnone was our first destination after leaving the Star of Malta. Our train left at 11.20 a.m. We had arrived at about 9.30 a.m., bought potatoes, eggs and paraffin to prepare our midday meal and filled our water bottles. We walked down a long straight road bordered by swamp-land. There were many toads making a peculiar noise.
We made our way to the first camping site, beside a river estuary. Tents were soon erected, and dinner on the way. We washed our plates and billies in the river. Some of us played cards but soon no-one was interested and we turned in for a very early night.
Thursday, April 14th.
There were a few groans from the boys but we were soon up, dressed and washed. We had breakfast, washed our plates, mugs etc., packed our rucksacks, and dismantled the tents. We stopped at a farm to fill our water bottles. We walked and rested at intervals. The sun was very hot and it was uncomfortable. Once we were stopped by some Sicilian men waving red flags. The men told us in sign language that they were blasting in a quarry near the road. We stopped and waited expecting to see the cliff fall down tout it was not so. Then when it was all over the men told us in sign language that we could continue on our way. We arrived at the place where we were supposed to stop and put our tents up for the night, but there was no place to put them up.
It was- decided to hitch-hike into La Plaja (Catania). We had our dinner on the road side then when our rucksacks were repacked we started off in ones and twos down the road to Catania. At La Plaja the main topic of conversation was how everyone had got there. We picked our places to pitch our tents, put them up, and made a proper meal. Some of the boys went swimming, others played table tennis.
Friday, April 15th.
We had a good look round Catania. There is a big departmental store called Upim, much the same as Woolworths or Marks and Spencers or Littlewoods back in England. We caught the bus back to La Plaja and after dinner went for a swim. The water was rather cold. It took us ten minutes to get in the water and as soon as we were in it took us 10 seconds to get out. On the beach there were many other nationalities particularly Germans. The evening was spent sitting around talking. Then we all turned in.
Saturday April 16th.
We did our usual chores getting washed, making breakfast, warming up and tidying our tents. One of our first pleasures was going for a refreshing swim. In the afternoon it rained and tea was made under ground sheets.
Sunday, April 17th.
Up to 4.10 a.m. tents down and at the bus terminus by 6.00. It was an hour's walk. After buns, cakes, ice creams etc., we pushed off up the hill towards Etna, we stopped quite a few times until it was impossible to pack anymore on the bus. We reached the point where rain turns into sleet and a few minutes later turned to snow.
We reached the Rif (Rifugio Sapienza) at the end of the highway. It was very cold We were given hot coffee and bread, Some went to see the blow holes 300 yards down the road. For dinner we had vegetable soup, coffee, steak and lettuce and to finish off an orange. Then we went to the cable car house and asked how much it would cost to go up in the funicular to the top. The man said lOOO lira. Two of us decided to walk. In twenty minutes we arrived at the first snow caps. We went to the top of the first cap and slid down on our feet. It was rather tiring going up but a very good ride down. Later we found some curved boards and went to the top of one of the caps again. Then we sat on the boards and slid down. We returned to the Rif at 3.30 to catch the bus to Catania and then a train to Taormina. From Catania we arrived at Taormina at about 9.15 then we walked up the hill to the camping site where we put up our tents in the dark and turned in.
April, 18, 19th, 20th, 21st, 22nd.
Next morning some of the boys went into Taormina to buy gifts, ice cream etc. We walked to Taormina looked at the shops then returned to camp. The last three days seemed to fly. At Syracuse we disembarked from the train and walked to customs which we had left ten days ago. When we arrived there was no Star of Malta in sight. We found out the Star was still in drydock in Malta. The agent at the Star Office in Syracuse found us a place to sleep and five meals for 1000 lira each which was all we had left. We had a meal at the restaurant which was to be our dining hall for five meals.
The "Citta di Tunisi" was the ship which brought us back to Malta.
On behalf of Michael Yeo, John Chambers, Michael Shears, David Graham, John Haylock, David Smith, Derek Holness, Alan Tapp, Alan Walker, Malcolm Trigg, David Gerrard, Christopher Ruoff, Brian Fuller, Roger Dingle, David Maddison, Alan Harris, David Witts, Malcolm Snowden, Tony Newman, Peter Bentley, and myself. I would like to thank Mr. Cleaver, Mr. Fuller and Mr. Ross for making this trip a happy one.
JOHN FINCH. 5.B.M.
Over the hills and far away, Over the hills and far away,
The clouds were floating pink and grey
The laughing children were at play,
To let the people have their rest. To be living in this world to-day.
Over the hills and far away, The marshes loomed a ghastly grey,
Will-o'-the-Wisp was on his way, To lead the strangers well away.
Over the hills and far away,
The young lambs frisk and gaily play,
They seemed so happy and so gay,
To have been born in the month of May.
PAMELA SELMAN IDG.
1st ROYAL NAVY GUIDE COMPANY
As last year the Company has had an active year. Having large numbers we have had to extend our Company and have had to form two more patrols. We still have a list of Brownies waiting to fly up to Guides, also a waiting list of people to join the Guides. There have been several interesting activities, a hike during the Easter holidays, and several parades.
Meetings have mainly been held in the hall. We are having a bazaar soon and hope to see a great many people attending. We give our thanks to people who kindly helped to keep our Company going. Also we should like to thank Mr. Plant who so kindly supplied us with old things that we needed.
Since we last appeared in print our activities have been many and varied. The first occasion worthy of note is the Summer Camp at La Plaza in Sicily. This is a delightful camping site with all the facilities one requires.. Sixteen scouts took part in this, our first camp outside the shores of Malta. The crossing by M.F.V. was rather rough and not uneventful as booms and dinghies took it in turn to break loose. I often wondered during the eighteen hour journey, as I surveyed those green faces and sprawling bodies, how many would later transfer to Land Scouts, but none did.
Appetites quickly recovered and the rest of the week was spent in swimming, wide games and shopping sprees in Catania and Taormina, the latter being reached by a train on square wheels.
The return trip was delightful and each time we stopped for a swim there was no difficulty in persuading everybody to go over the side. Perhaps it was unfortunate that the signaller should have been swimming at the same time as all the Scouts, for when a message was flashed to us from another M.F.V. the Skipper shouted "Sparks!" Everybody thought he said "Sharks" and the sea was cleared in record time.
For the remainder of the holidays we were kindly allowed the use of Ausonia's Cutter and became quite efficient at rigging and stowing the sailing gear.
Christmas time saw the usual spate of parties and of course we had our own, organised and paid for by the Group Parents' Committee. The programme consisted of games, competitions, a film show, a good feed and each Scout was presented with a Camper's Cutlery set.
The Wolf Cubs always like to join us for a Field day and we had a really good one at Floriana the Cubs always turn up in full force on these occasions.
This year has seen the revival of Bob-a-Job and the Group made a good job of getting those Bobs.
A trip to sea on H.M.S. Ark Royal for exercises was unfortunately cancelled at the last minute but others are being organised for the near future. We hope also to see an early resumption of those ever popular Comino trips when every Scout can try for his Swimmers Badge and do a bit of navigating.
One final thing let me remind all Scouts to do their best to live up to the Code laid down by our Founder. It is your duty to be useful and to help others make sure your duty is carried out.
LIFE ON A COUNTRY FARM
The country's gay, The farmer's way, The smell of corn, The break of dawn.
The bulls and cows, The farmer's ploughs, The stacks of hay, In which tramps lay.
The tall green trees, The flowers and bees, The birds and hens In both nests and pens.
Oh! for the farmer's life, A life with neither care nor strife!
Sandra McNeil 1CG
THE WITCH A BALLADThe wind raged o'er the sea at night, It swept the waves along,
The ships were tossed and blown adrift, The raging night seemed long.
When in the morn a boat came in, At the town of Linden Lea, The people ran to welcome it And see what they could see.
On board there was a wicked witch Who changed the crew to fleas. But now the ship has run aground The fisher folk she'd tease.
A little boy was soon a fish, A cow became a man. The people held a conference, And then thought of a plan.
The wicked witch slept in a house, She turned the owners out; The fisher folk had nets and sticks, And wild dogs prowled about.
The fisher folk crept to the house, And then surrounded it, The doors had nets right over them, The house, the people lit.
The witch threw out her book of spells, And to the door she came, The net was there and held her fast, She hung her head in shame.
The fisher folk took off the spells. The witch had cruelly cast, And everyone was very glad The witch was caught at last.
LINDA GOLDSACK 5BG.
A TRAIN JOURNEY THROUGH MALAYA
We lived near Penang, in Malaya, and we had planned to spend our holidays with friends in Johore Bahru. We travelled by truck to Taiping where we caught a train which would take us as far as Ipoh. The train travelled part of the way through plantations, partly through jungle.
As we went through the plantations, we saw the various stages of gathering the rubber. At some stages, early in the journey, we saw the workers removing strips of bark from the trees and fixing small cups to catch the rubber. At other stages we saw workers collecting the rubber In large containers and putting these on lorries. At Ipoh, we stayed the night with some Chinese friends.
The next morning we started the next part of our journey which took us to Kuala Lampur the capital of Malaya. Soon we reached the jungle, which was a tangled mass of undergrowth, trailing creepers and many trees, ferns and grasses. We often saw songlsss birds, which made up for their affliction with their brilliant plumage.
Sometimes we came upon a Kampong or Malay village. This was a cluster of huts on piles, built of bamboo, and palm-leaves. The houses were considerable distances apart, and shaded by tall coconut palms or fruit trees such as the mango with its magenta blossoms, or the durian which produces a golden, spike-studded fruit. Behind the Kampong were the rice fields belonging to tha villagers. From Kuala Lampur we went to Seremban, on the last stage of our journey to Johore.
On reaching Johore, we had to go through the Customs where our luggage was checked. Our friends were waiting outside the Customs Offices, and soon we were all trying to talk at once in an effort to tell our news first.
THE PARTY AT THE COLISEUM,
The propellers rev up; we are taxiing along the runway; we're off! Italy here we come.
An expedition to Italy has now become a yearly event in the school cycle, and one that never fails to be popular. This year we were divided into two groups: The first of girls, left in the morning of August from Luqa. under the suffering guidance of Miss Yule and Lt. Cdr. Bentley. The second group, consisting of the boys and 3 senior girls, left in the afternoon, under the guidance of Mrs. Notly and Mr. Gallagher.
Our first impression of Naples was friendliness, as lights gradually took their patterns from among the clouds. This feeling was more pronounced in the town itself, the buildings lit with hundreds of bright lights; the Navlcula seemingly leading up to heaven like Joseph's ladder. The buses and trams were the focus of admiration. Such streamlined vehicles, a change from the noisy clangour of Malta's boneshakers! Even at this period, a year before the Olympic Games, Italy was busily preparing herself. In Naples the station was being-rebuilt, so our path from the coach to our hotel was precarious. Climbing over holes in the road, we thought: one can't get away from Malta anywhere! The hotel was situated next to a railway track and we watched the trains rattling along their tracks, far into the night they were a novelty as yet.
Next morning we experienced our first continental breakfast, then on to the 'ruined' station, to catch the train for Florence. For the whole of this journey the scenery demanded our attention: Trees, bush green of the countryside, rivers and mountains, all a tonic after Malta. It was here in Florence, after making the round of all monuments, galleries etc. that we were left to our own devices in Italy, What a bewildering place it is. The Italians live a strict tem'd life. Travelling in Italian buses or trams is an experience in itself. You push in, using your elbows as much as possible, and just hoping to Providence that you are evicted at the right stop. All round Florence you have the feeling that you are walking in the steps of some of the greatest men in the world and that you are being given the privilege of seeing Florence through their eyes. The Aino flowing under Ponte Vecchio the Cathedral, Sante Croce leather works., whilst in Florence we visited Fiesole, a town situated high in the Mountains to the North of Florence. Below us Florence is spread out and the rolling hills. It is here that Elizabeth Browning once said, "At Pisa we say How beautiful!' Here we say nothing.
From Florence we continued North to Rome. Here, we saw the notable historical buildings: St. Peter's, John Baptiste, Mary Major (which still smelt of jasmine). The Colosseum and the Legendary, Trevi fountain. The breathtaking splendour of the opera 'Carmen' at the Caracalla Gardens, Tivoli, with its wonderful walks of sparkling, crystal fountains. A difficulty which we encountered in Rome, was that of a traffic-system, which has to be obeyed by the pedestrians and drivers alike. The lights are slung above the streets, and so, when waiting to cross over, you see little groups of people staring upwards. At first you are inclined to think that they are at their devotions, gazing piously towards the heavens when we know better, we gaze too, and hope that we too look pious.
From Rome, further North still to Venice. Although Venice cannot contribute such a variety of historical buildings it has the 'atmosphere'. There is not one of us who would refuse to visit there again. Maybe it is the fairy like quality of the Dog's Palace and the Bridge of Sighs, or the sylph like, romantic gondolas gliding along the Grand Canal or the Vaperettis bustling about like water beetles. The Rialto, with a shambles of shops crowding each side of the narrow way across the Grand Canal. At St Mark's and the pigeons. All are memorable.
From here we made the long journey back to Naples Pompeii, stopping on the way at the Cameo factory. where we visited
Even now, as I look back on the trip, I think of Italy in terms of "gelati", historical buildings and a friendly atmosphere.
Jennifer Bound 6 G,
TO A MOUSE
One day during the winter, I was ploughing a small field in preparation for the wheat-sowing, when, by chance, and by accident, I came across a field-mouse's nest. Before I was able to stop the horse, "crunch" the blades had struck the fatal blow.
There was only one mouse in the nest at the time, and for a brief moment it looked at me, half-frightened, and half-bewildered, then, without warning, scuttled for safety through the stubble.
Whilst I stood there, I thought of the misery I had brought to the little creature. To farmers such as I, field mice are considered pests, creating havoc with the ears of corn, but they must have feelings just as we humans have.
I felt sorry for not noticing the small abode, and thought of reassembling the nest, but, alas, what would have been the use? The creature would never have returned to it.
K. BENTLEY 2AG
I have a little bird, He's the sweetest little thing,
I never, never tire Of listening to him sing.
He's such a lovely colour, A pretty shade of blue, He keeps himself so clean All the day through.
I'll never want to part with him, Because he is so tame, He often comes upon my hand, To have a little game.
I wake up in the morning And grumble to myself, I start a hunt for school books, Ah! There's one on the shelf.
Another in the kitchen, And one right up the hall, The fourth Is in the living-room, I think I've got them all.
First there is arithmetic And second his-tor-y, English, Latin last of all But that's enough for me.-
Our mothers and our fathers All had to do the same, I wonder who invented school, Who really was to blame.
But here my story now must end, Or I shall miss the bus, To go to school to learn my maths To multiply and plus.
WENDY ALLATSON 2AG.
The little brook is born in a small hollow on the moors, from a crystal spring. From the first it has an urgent mission to carry out. It bubbles swiftly over the moorland, eastwards, coast -bound. Rushing and tumbling headlong over its gleaming wet, pebbly bed, it ignores in its haste the mosses and lichens and lovely bell-heather which nod and curtsy at its brink; it does not see the rising skylark, nor the fluffy partridge chicks, with the handsome, strikingly plumaged cock and small, brown, plump and insignificant hen; it is heedless of the crisply curling bracken fronds which are now turning brown-gold, and of the gentle, soft-eyed deer with their half-grown fawns which come to graze in the clearing and drink the clear water, and which silently disappear on the needle-covered mossy ground afterwards. It is blind to the brown, bare-footed children who shriek on its banks and splash in its waters. The campers who camp at the foot of the loch might not exist, for all it knows or cares, despite the disturbance that they cause by wallowing, joyfully in the swift tide of its path.
The slope to the village is steep and obstacles create multitudinous waterfalls and cataracts in the hurrying water. When the brook tumbles under the grey stone bridge of the village, and over the ancient, submerged stepping-stones, its waters are 'brown with mud. Drifting, bobbing leaves, collected on the downward flight, show every swirl and ripple in the water.
About two miles Qownstream, past the old village, a rumble as of distant thunder and a hurrying swish becomes audible. The river is near. The brook, seeming to gain encouragement from the sounds, becomes a noisy torrent, rushing on, ever swifter.
The great river bends to meet its tributary a hundred yards downstream past a fallen elm. The waters cream and race in frothy tumult. Downwards, eastward, the waters race, eager to end the journey. Swifter and swifter, tumbling and heaving, the river rushes onward, onward-toward the briny sea. When water meets water once more, sea and river, fresh and 'brine, the journey is ended. The small brook has accomplished its mission.
CELINA COUTTS 4BG.
People who believed that space flight was impossible 'began to have second thoughts on 4th October 1957, when the Russians launched Sputnik I into orbit round the earth. Weighing 184 Lbs, and with a diameter of 23 ins. it was far heavier than anyone expected.
Sputnik II, which followed, on 3rd November, was even more surprising. Not only did it weigh half a ton, but carried the dog, Laika, in an air-conditioned cabin. America's first satellite the 31 Ib. Explorer I was launched on 31st January, 1958; and soon made the important discovery of an intense belt of radiation 1,400-3,400 miles above the Earth. Since then, other satellites have been put into orbit ranging from the tiny 3i Ib. Vanguard to the 2,900 Ib. Sputnik III. Explorer VI's four paddles are made up of solar cells which convert the sun's rays into power to re-change its radio batteries.
Just lately the Russians have launched a satellite with '"dummy" humans In it. They say that it is to help measure cosmic radiation and also to measure the force of acceleration's effect on a human body.
Although little is known of what the result will be it is hoped that it will speed up space flight a great deal.
In about five yeais time, manned rockets will be launched for the moon where colonies of pressurised domes may be set up for the men to live in, and then, with the moon as a stepping-stone man be able to travel into unknown space. At least, that is what I think will happen, don't you agree?
G. NORRIS 2AG.
Oh, what a glorious day was today, Though the dawn was hardly breaking, All the hunt was up and fresh, But others were hardly waking.
The "meet" was held at the village inn, The hounds began to bay, One note went up from the huntsman's horn, And the hunt had "gone away".
At last the fox was seen afar, The horses increased their pace, The hounds went on at quickening speed, And onward was the chase.
Though the fox ran, oh, so fast, And went into his lairs, The hounds they trapped him as he ran And victory was theirs. SARAH PARKIN 1CG
Down to the beach I joyfully run, To the silvery sea And the blazing sun.
The white horses gallop into the shore
And beat on the rocks With a thundering roar.
Far out to sea, shining white, Sailing boats move; A beautiful sight.
I do enjoy with friends so true My days at the beach, Wouldn t you?
ROSALIND LEUTY IBM.
As the ship hit the hidden coral reef, I felt myself being tossed into the cold salt water. I struck out for a large lump of wood managing to grab it before I was completely out of breath. Still gasping for air I turned and gazed up at the doomed ship. As it was not completely dark, I could see the blurred figures of people running round the decks trying to get themselves and a few of their belongings into the six life-boats. Screams and shouts echoed across the empty waters as people were realizing that the boats were pulling away from the ship's side half empty. I knew it was a waste of time and breath to cry out for help as nobody would pay any heed. By then the current had slowly been dragging me away from the ship, until at last I could only see a faint flicker of smoke and flames from the sinking ship, which, I gathered from the flames, had caught fire.
After hours of agony, the sun began to rise. By now my arms and legs were almost numb with cold. My mind was beginning to whirl round, so 1 tried to pull myself together and think. I knew I might be in the water for days before being picked up. I had travelled about ten miles in the last seven hours. The sun was now quite high in the sky and was beating down on my head and back.
I was almost dead with hunger .and thirst, when I saw some smoke rising up from the East. My heart leaped with joy as I realized that this was my chance of being picked up. I had not the energy to shout or wave for help so I had to wait, hope and pray that God would deliver me safely. As the ship drew closer my heart seemed to stop beating. "Would it pick me up?" That question pounded my brain. The ship was within twenty yards of me before I saw a boat being lowered. "I was saved!", "I was saved!". These words kept running through my mind.
LORNA GREEN 2AM.
MALTA OR ISLAND IN THE SUN
One day I came to Malta, Ancient island in the sea. Saw the waves a'dancing-, And white clouds 'blowing free.
I thought of friends I'd left behind, Not fortunate like me. The sight was quite remarkable In all its majesty, My books had not prepared me For the sight which I could see.
Like the ruined town of Pompeii It's buildings do appear. The yellow sandstone gleaming, Its outlines very clear.
And then one remembers The many bombs /dropped here. But many years have passed away, Since death came from the skies,, And Malta hides her many wounds With nature's own disguise.
The narrow streets, the steps to climb, The pomp with masks at Carnival time. Pain is forgotten, we all have fun On this gay island In the Sun,
T. ROWE 4BM
At the beginning of the Autumn Term, six of us were introduced into the world of sailing. Within a few weeks we had all passed our sailing tests qualifying us to act as helmsmen in 14 foot Royal Naval Dinghies.
Just before Christmas, we were let loose in a sailing whaler, which, having three sails, was rather more difficult to control. But after a few trivial incidents, including sailing backwards through a bridge, attempting to sail underneath the anchor chain of H.M.S. Striker, not to mention one member's remarkable keenness for winter swimming, we eventually succeeded in controlling the boat.
During a week of bad weather it was suggested that we should go to Fort St. Angelo and do some work on the boats. We were not sure what to expect so we went down there with open minds. We were split up into pairs and each pair was taken to a different part of the fort. Two of us worked on the 30 sq. metre yacht "Angela", preparing her for repainting. Another pair made eyesplices, (similar to the legendary ones tied by the fourth form in 1958, taking a whole year to do so.) The third pair joined up with the crew of a duty boat and spent a leisurely afternoon, although the coxswain had a few awkward moments while they were at the wheel.
Last term it was decided that two members of the party ought to pass their time more profitably by training for athletics, This left an incomplete whaler crew which was made up by inviting three girls. So for our entertainment, lasting two happy and eventful weeks, we, the boys who were left, spent our time trying to train the girls to be "sailors". (It might be added that by way of demonstration, two boys displayed their sailing prowess by sailing under a very low bridge in a 10 foot dinghy with the mast rather higher than the bridge!) It need hardly be said that the comment in brackets was added by one of those girls.
Lately we have been sailing dinghies from St. Angelo in races organised by the "Royal Malta Yacht Club", and have already won a cup and gained a number of good positions.
All the sailing has been made possible by Instructor Lieutenant Commander Law and we all wish to thank him for his interest in our sailing, also Lieutenant Commander Murray who tested us and the Boat Officer, Lieutenant Dobson, and his boat party, who have made boats available for us,
KEITH TAYTON, TREVOR TAYLOR, CHRIS RUOFF, BRIAN FULLER, BERNARD HOCTOR.
THE FEMALE INFANT
Bang! Crash! You open the door, and then there it is. Ready to move and drive you round the bend. Its new shoes are kicked to pieces, the nice pink dress is mud stained, the blue hair ribbons are nearly hidden in a tangle of hair which hangs over a rosy grinning face with twinkling eyes. In its right hand is a bucket full of mud and in the other hand is a spade with a broken handle. This is a little girl.
In the morning she starts to wake everyone else up by yelling in their ears and crying for breakfast. Then when you get out of bed and start making breakfast, she doesn't want what you are making and makes you mad. You slam things down hard on the table and throw the sugar bowl about and generally make the biggest noise you can. When the breakfast is made she nibbles at it and plays about and is told to leave the table, which she gladly does. Then she goes out to play and gets hurt after which she comes home and tries to help Mum, cook the dinner. When she has broken a glass, smothered the floor in flour and twiddled with all the knobs on the oven, ruining Mum's fruit cake, Mum is a nervous wreck.
Dinner is ready after about an hour's delay and she joyfully scoffs it and knocks her orange-squash flying across the table. Mum gets up to get a cloth from the kitchen and in doing so cracks her thigh on the corner of the table, so Dad gets it. Of course the little girl wants to wipe it up and she overbalances the sugar bowl which makes it a lot worse.
In the afternoon Mum takes her for a walk with her baby doll's pram. Later on she gets tired and Mum has to carry her pram which is more difficult. At last Mum gets home fed up and ready to go to bed. Than tea is made and the little girl turns to her brother home from school. Carefully and very craftily she walks up and takes his ruler or pencils and pen when he is trying-to do his homework. He then retrieves his belongings and gives her a tap on her bottom, after which she runs to her Mum and says, "He hit me, he hit me", Then he gets a good. telling off.43
Round about six o'clock Mum mentions bed and the little girl immediately disappears. When she is found she cries and struggles to get away. Then at last she is ready and makes one last bid to escape by sneaking away and hiding behind a chair. But she is found and goes to bed grinning all over her rosy face. This last act seems to change her parents' opinions of her, for they talk of all the good things about her and forget that she was ever a naughty girl.
Even though little girls are sometimes very
naughty they are very comical, and it is very hard to say
anything harsh about them. Just to think of them makes you want
to see their cheery little faces and laugh, with them.
3AM. MY POODLE I had a little poodle Whose coat was snowy
white, He liked a chicken noodle For his supper every night. My name for him was Sandy, My brother called him
Duff, To me he was a dandy, As white and soft as nuff. He was a naughty little pup, For he bit my sister Sue, He claimed my father's favourite cup, And stole his slipper too. He was always eager for some fun, And liked a
game of ball, Enjoyed the park where he could run, And was loved
by one and all. But all too soon he got so
grey, Got old and one day died, For us it
was a sad, sad day, We wept for him and
cried. M. GEDDES 1C.M I've got a bird,
A rare young bird, By love! his name is Winky, He's full of games, Mum calls him names, It does not worry Winky. In spite of all the Trouble and strife. Our little budgie brings, I would not change him For the world, My heart for him just sings. With wings out-stretched He swoops and dives, On anything he'll land. Nothing is sacred to that bird, He sits upon my hand.
CHRISTINE WHITE 1CM. THE OWL The owl with his coat of grey, He sits there
with unblinking eyes, Sleeps and slumbers all the day, Watching ?#here
the mouse hole lies,. At night when mice are seeking food, In the
dark, there is a squeak, CATHLEEN CLEWS
2.A.M. 44 TAL-HANDAK DRAMA FESTIVAL
ROY SAXBY 3AM.
I had a little poodle Whose coat was snowy white, He liked a chicken noodle For his supper every night.
My name for him was Sandy, My brother called him Duff, To me he was a dandy, As white and soft as nuff.
He was a naughty little pup,
For he bit my sister Sue,
He claimed my father's favourite cup,
And stole his slipper too.
He was always eager for some fun, And liked a game of ball, Enjoyed the park where he could run, And was loved by one and all.
But all too soon he got so grey, Got old and one day died, For us it was a sad, sad day, We wept for him and cried.
M. GEDDES 1C.M
I've got a bird,
A rare young bird,
By love! his name is Winky,
He's full of games,
Mum calls him names,
It does not worry Winky.
In spite of all the
Trouble and strife.
Our little budgie brings,
I would not change him
For the world,
My heart for him just sings.
With wings out-stretched
He swoops and dives,
On anything he'll land.
Nothing is sacred to that bird,
He sits upon my hand.
CHRISTINE WHITE 1CM.
The owl with his coat of grey, He sits there with unblinking eyes,
Sleeps and slumbers all the day, Watching ?#here the mouse hole lies,.
At night when mice are seeking food, In the
dark, there is a squeak,
CATHLEEN CLEWS 2.A.M.
TAL-HANDAK DRAMA FESTIVAL
There was a most heartening number of entries this year, all showing a high standard of Production and Diction. Almost everyone in the numerous casts could be said to possess good speaking voices, and how well they used them!
Also, in happy contrast to former years, people knew their lines. There was good speed in picking up cues, and some fine characterisation. The whole Festival gave an appearance of real Interest in the Drama, making one hope that, some day we will see a combined production given to Parents, as well as the School.
Plays, in order of appearance, were: POST EARLY FOR CHRISTMAS 3 BM
A good set, with a brisk opening, and extremely good comedy. Speech, in fact was inclined to be too brisk at first, but as the cast settled down, improved. Amy Carson, as Mrs. Higgins, gave a fine, rich performance, as did Susan Hesse, playing a Fussy Old Lady with just the right shade of characterisation.
Janet Colley, as the Assistant behind the Counter, was outstanding. She had a long part, but played with confidence and possessed an extremely good carriage. There was some clever comedy with Props, such as the man with a long,, long, shopping list, (Raymond Howe).
Carmelo Borg made a convincing Foreign Tourist in fact an enjoyable play, acted intelligently, with excellent costumes and make-up.
THE MURDER OF MR. RIPLEY 3 DM BOYS
This form decided to produce two plays, acted separately by the boys and girls. In the first, production was good, with grouping thoughtfully carried out. Make-up was weak, and a rather unhappy touch was the Second man, who was wearing a school blazer.
Mr. Brindle (Michael Willis) started nervously but warmed up as the play progressed, showing us what an excellent performance he is capable of giving.
Congratulations to Houghton (David Ozouf) who knew how to sit still . and oh! how many people do not!
THE GHOST OF ST. OLAVES -- 3 DM GIRLS
In the second play of this form, the girls decided to show what they could: do. They very sensibly chose a Girl's School as their scene which was easy to dress.
Grouping was good in the opening, a little too quiet as one felt that! any number of girls might have a good deal to say in a free period!
Diction was good, but voices needed to come up more, particularly in parts where the plot grew more dramatic. This was noticeable when the maid entered.
The small girl, Kathleen (Sheila Miles), was played very well, also the Senior girl (Carol Cox). Here was a character who had confidence and a beautifully clear voice. Whenever she spoke one listened.
A neat little play, quite well done.
CHORAL SPEAKING 1 DM
This indeed was an entry which deserved full marks for originality and courage. So many people believe that the first thing about a play is the costume!
1 DM broke new ground in giving straightforward Choral speaking and how well they did it! Anything with a dialect is difficult, yet every member of the team retained this throughout. Aida McCullouch, speaking the first solo, was good, with a fine Dramatic tone. David McDonald, Susan West and Christine-Wood, were not far behind in their speaking. Truly a most enjoyable break, and a grand poem! This kind of thing is worth taking further.
A PLEASANT CHANGE -- 1 BM
The Winners of the Festival with an extremely strong cast so strong that it was difficult to find one actor more outstanding than the other! The atmosphere one received of this play was that of a complete team working together grouping, lighting, a most excellent set, props and characters who each gave to the other a sense of belonging to the play.
In an outstanding cast, Clifford Stewart was outstanding head and shoulders above anyone in his confident approach, and quiet authority. Rosalind Leuty, as his wife, Mrs. Saunders, was a gem when she lost her temper! while Winifred Sammut did a wonderful job as Grannie.
Props were good there was no fuss as they were cleared, and costumes were excellent.
Milly (Sandra Stinson) gave a fine characterisation the only weak spot was some rather bad masking at the visitor's entrance.
A good play and beautifully acted. Congratulations.
THE WILLOW PATTERN 1 EM
What a charming production this was! And such an intriguing introduction. Here, we had an old, well known story, acted in true Chinese fashion, where Props and Scenery are carried on and off by the actors, in full view of the audience. Costumes were excellent, showing that great thought and enthusiasm had been spent in making this colourful entertainment.
The whole play was in Mime, the spoken commentary being by the Bird played by Barbara Mills. A long and difficult part, but clear and understandable in every word.
Good use of Props Make-up was excellent special mention must be made of Joyce Hardman, Bernadette Ryan, and Elizabeth Ryan, as the Rivers.
Outstanding characterisation was. John Abrahams, as the Magician a truly sound piece of work.
THE DONKEY'S TAIL 2 DM
Not a good play, but acted so well, by a gifted cast, that it appeared almost brilliant. Introduced by a good Compere (Christine Adams), the play started with a swing. There was good characterisation by the cast, particularly by Miss Mickey and Mr. Snooks (Susan Johnson and Michael Gleave, the latter showing good attack, and dominating the scene Tom Noddy (Harry Meredith), was cheerful, a most excellent mime, thoroughly at home on the stage, but spoilt so much of his outstanding acting by turning his 'back on the audience'.
Grouping was rather unhappy, particularly around the Donkey's Tail, where masking spoilt the point of the play.
THE HEADLESS HORSEMAN 3 AM
An excellent production this, with imaginative handling and clever grouping, but spoilt by slow picking up of cues, and weakness in the main character; who lost his words so often. Probably due to nerves, but what a pity! Costumes, sets, props, were so excellent.
There was an intelligent use of the stage in the various scenes, and very good props. Costumes were excellently in Period but make-up was inclined to look dirty.
Strongest were the men in this Cast, the girls appearing rather colourless, except for E. Whapshare, as Dame de Whitt. Here was a mature characterisation, who knew how to stand still and listen outstanding in her performance.
A good production all congratulations must go to Amanda Beale with a mature, sound sense of Theatre one felt that one more performance might have steadied a cast Into giving a really brilliant play.
THE MESSAGE 2 AM
A mimed play indeed, a brilliantly mimed play with each character being spoken by a separate cast of speakers.
The attack was quick, most mature, and the miming characters made the most of their parts. Comedy, throughout was excellent. Outstanding were the Colonel (.Irene Lewis), and his daughter (Carol Jones) who acted with just the right touch of feather-headedness. She moved gracefully, with good timing. Costumes were excellent.
Much praise must be given to the Compere, (Harry Gisbourne) who introduced the play, and the Chorus who handled their change of voices so well.
The hero (Terence Bodiam) was most convincing; the Villain (Christopher Allen) unfortunately masked himself behind a curtain part of the time, so that important "business" was too far off stage to toe seen by the audience.
A good comedy, however, played with right amount of light and shade.
SLEEPING BEAUTY 1 CM
Produced by a master-hand in Pantomime, this huge cast handled their story well. Costumes were colourful and very good indeed, while the voices of all characters could be heard clearly.
The Princess herself (Carol Wilson) was charming, possessing a good voice, while the Prince (Rowena Samuel) was a most adequate partner, confident stage-presence, and able to cross a stage beautifully.
Pip and Pop (Peter Fuller and Ralph Guy) were outstanding in a strong cast, in which so many good characterisations could be seen.
The Queen, Charwoman, and the Witch (Christine Burgess, Gerald Pulker, Susan Hopkins) made good entrances and built up their parts. Two perfect little cameo's of character were when the Old Man (Michael Berridge) played his part in the Wood scene (a most sincere performance this) and the Nurse (Christine Blundell) in the first scene. Each gave the atmosphere of being that particular character, not just someone playing it.
A very good show indeed.
THE HAPPY MAN 2 CM
A play in three scenes, quite well dressed. Here we watched the search for a happy man who, when he was found, was so poor that he had no shirt on his back.
The opening gathered speed and confidence, and as the movement progressed, one or two characters emerged as really gifted actors. Dr. Stout (Robert Powell) was one of these, being very good indeed, with a fine sens* of comedy. He and the King (Kevin Cox) played their scenes well, with obvious enjoyment but never over-playing.
Their was some rather bad grouping of the courtiers, which might have been improved by breaking up their straight lines, and the crowds voices were weak otherwise, a well acted play, possessing speed and the right sense of comedy.
THE TREASURE CHEST 2 BM
Introduced by a confident Compere (Beverly Harding) we soon found our-selves in the Court of the Caramels. Make-up was inclined to be too black, but a small point this.
Costumes were good, showing thoughtful work, also there were good Props.
All three Caramel brothers (Graham Hughes, Rodney Martin, William Craig) were good. They had clear voices, and acted with authority. Unfortunately, clowning began to run away with the action of the play. This is always a danger point, and one never can quite judge, without experience, when to drop slap-stick, particularly if the audience are enjoying it. So that, near the end of the play, much of the real acting, and there was some good work, was lost to the audience.
The judge (Paul McDermott) gave a clever reading of his part, and if he can bring up his voice, will develop into someone worth watching.
So, we end another most enjoyable Festival.
There is such a sound interest in Drama developing in the Modern School, that it would seem a good idea to harness this, and to produce an evening's show of a Pantomime or a light play. I am quite sure that there is talent enough for this. There are certainly some good voices and at least, three or four outstanding Producers.
May I thank the various Teams for their courtesy and kindness shown to me on the numerous visits I have made? They are invariably Interested in the criticism and show an intelligent grasp of the points one wishes to convey. Good lack to the next Festival.
The choir has met regularly every Monday afternoon from 3.30 p.m. until 5.0 p.m. and has had a very busy year. During the Autumn Term much hard work was done in preparing songs for the Annual Prize Giving Day, including Peter Warlock's "Come to Bethlehem", and Doctor Arne's "By Dimpled Brook", and for the Carol Service which was held on the last day of term.
During the Spring Term, rehearsals were held in preparation for the School Concert which was given to parents at the end of term. A special feature of this concert was the two part Cantata "The Walrus and the Carpenter", words by Lewis Carroll, and music by Percy E. Fletcher. A Junior Choir was formed this term, and met every Tuesday lunch hour, and it acquitted itself extremely well in its performance of Folk Songs of different countries. The School Choir rounded off its work with a performance to the School in morning assembly of the lovely Anthem "Ave Verum" of Mozart.
We are very grateful to those enthusiastic members of the Staff, who have assisted us from time to time.
We would welcome new members, particularly Altos, and we would especially like to see Senior pupils from the Grammar forms. The only qualifications required are enthusiasm, and an ability to sing in tune.
"Since Singing is so good a thing I wish all men would learn to sing".
THE SCHOOL RECORDER GROUP
The Recorder Group has been meeting every Tuesday night during the year. Three groups have been formed, an advanced group, and an intermediate group and a beginners group. The Christmas Term saw us practising diligently for a Carol Service at the end of term and towards the big day, Tal-Handak once again rang with music in the dinner hours. All three groups played the same piece: "Pifa" from the Messiah.
Throughout the Easter term each group has been rehearsing for the school concert. The beginners group drilled by Miss Bower played 3 tunes with Mr. Gerrard's group. The advanced group, taught by Lt. Comdr, Law also played 3 pieces. Together, all three groups played an ensemble,
The advanced group consists of a complete consort of recorders, several descants and trebles, a tenor and a bass. The intermediate group consists of descants and trebles. All the beginners are using a descant.
Although many people joined in September, classes have begun to tail off and we would therefore welcome any newcomers.
P. FEHERTY 2 A.G. J. CLARKE
THE EMBROIDERY COMPETITION
The Embroidery Competition took place in July 1959. As usual, prizes were awarded for Cross-stitch, Assisi-work, Hardanger and Jacobean work. Other types of work, including Smocking and Shadow work made pleasing additions. Once more Verdala contributed some delightful Junior work.
We hope to receive more entries this year. Posters will be displayed giving the details. In addition to the usual 1st & 2nd place prizes for each year a prize will be offered for a book or folder showing methods of repair. This prize is intended specially for 3rd year girls.
5th Year 2nd Year (Modern)
1st and 2nd. Jean Sims. 1st. Stephanie McDonough.
(No prizes awarded for 3rd place). 2nd.
1st. Carol Graham.
2nd and 3rd. Phillipa Marreck,
2nd Year (Grammar)
1st. Felicity Hammant. 2nd. Vicki MacKenzie, 3rd. Carol Coombe.
1st. Jennifer Hockley. 2nd Susan Blackmore. 3rd. Patricia Fryer.
1st. Anita Henry
2nd. Joy Mansell.
3rd. Jennifer Goldsack.
The Tal Handak Art Club meets every Tuesday afternoon from three-thirty to five o'clock.
The club is made up of the best pupils at drawing in each form taught by Mr. Dickerson. There are twenty-four members in all.
The object of the Art Club is to encourage pupils who like art, and also to give them an opportunity of seeing the results from the various other forms as well as their own.
A good number of the exhibits at the recent Child Art Exhibition, held at the Malta Society of Arts, in Valletta, were the work of members of the Art Club. The results of the exhibition reflect great credit on the members and master of the club.
The club has been working for only about six months. It is fairly certain that when the next exhibition is held in 1961 the results should be even better.
PAT COOPER 3 AG.
CHILD ART EXHIBITION, 1960
The third annual exhibition of Children's Painting promoted by the Malta Society of Arts, Manufactures and Commerce opened on the 2ilst April in the Palazzo de la Salle in Kingsway, Valletta.
The R.N. School at Verdala and Tal Handak was, as on the previous occasions, well represented and the work shown had variety and originality. At any rate the Selection Committee seemed pleased and awarded two prizes, one of which went to Rose Marie Arthur, aged 10 years of Verdala. The other was won by Patricia Cooper, aged 14 years of Tal Handak in addition the school was awarded a pleasing number of certificates of merit.
Art exhibitions, especially those of contemporary work, serve to mystify and annoy the general public rather than please or stimulate, and one is left wondering what standards or methods are adopted by selection committees to help them arrive at their conclusions. It seems that where professional artists and architects fail children succeed, and it is to be hoped that exhibitions such as this will induce further studies and a greater awareness of the difficulties confronting the visual arts,
VOYAGE AROUND AFRICA
My family and I started ,'this most interesting voyage, about a year or two ago, in September. I was very excited as this was to be my first trip abroad. We left King George V docks a little later than expected on the S.6. "Kenya Castle".
We sailed through the English Channel on a clear day and the Isle of Wight was visible. The Bay of Biscay was rough and many passengers were sea-sick, including me. This did not last for long and we soon docked at Las Palmas.
We stayed here overnight and at 4 a.m. we were awakened to go ashore. We went by taxi to the shops. The shops were open (so early!) and people from the ship were buying souvenirs. I bought a Spanish fan and my sister bought a fluffy dog. Las Palmas is not very Mg but it is one of the largest ports belonging to Spain, Las Palmas is the capital of the island of Grand Canary.
We had the famous ceremony of crossing the line. -(The Equator). This takes place only on outward journeys not homeward journeys. King Neptune was impersonated by one of the crew, and is very funny to watch.
We had a very long sea journey before reaching our next port of call. Altogether it was ten to eleven days. In these days we enjoyed ourselves by playing deck games or reading in deckchairs. We were very thankful when we reached Cape Town.
Cape Town is famous for its Table Mountain and my family and I tried to get to the top but it was so hot that we just had to give up as the roads were very twisting and the sun blazed down. We had a lovely view from the road. Buses could take you back down but it looked very dangerous.
Our next port of call was Durban. We met some friends of ours who took ms round in their car. We enjoyed ourselves very much and they bought us fresh fruit and chocolate to eat on board. Durban was lovely and I enjoyed my stay there very much. We had a lovely meal there of baby chicken and salad.
We travelled on to Beira. We were not allowed ashore, but other passengers were taken ashore by boat,
We stopped at Dar-es-Salaam where we stayed for nearly two days. We went ashore and did some shopping. We landed by boat as you cannot dock by the shore. It is very nice there and I enjoyed it very much.
When we stopped at Mombasa we found it was joined to the mainland by a causeway. The climate there was very hot, and it is a very nice town. We bought lots of things there, including carved animals which are very popular. Mombasa was very small and we saw most of it in one day. There are lots of different races, to make up the population. There is a very old Fort called Fort Jesus which guards the Old Port.
Our next stop was Aden. It has very hard rock which makes Aden look hot and dusty. It was hot. We went ashore and saw little boats carrying goods to sell to the other passengers.
We sailed on to the Red Sea where it was very hot and most of the passengers were using the ship's swimming pool. It was not very big but it made you lovely and cool in such hot weather. We passed several ports. One of these was Port Sudan. We then passed through the Suez Canal.
We saw camels and their riders,, and you could plainly see other ships ahead as the ground was flat and sandy. It was most interesting and I enjoyed it. We also passed Fort Said at the other end of the Suez Canal.
The ship then came out into the blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea. It was quite warm here and we used the swimming pool quite a lot.
Our next stop was Genoa. We stayed here a long time and went ashore, to do some shopping. Mum bought some carnations which were cheap, but in lovely bloom. Dad took some pictures with his cine camera. They came out very well. We took some snap shots of the statues and lovely fountains. I enjoyed myself here a lot.
Marseilles was our next stop and we went ashore with some friends. It was very smelly but very interesting. We bought some picture postcards of French dancers.
Gibraltar is famous for its apes, and we spent a very nice time with some friends there!
We then sailed through the Bay of Biscay, homeward bound. I shall never forget this exciting journey.
I was sorry when we finally reached home.
MARGARET BLUNDELL 4BM.
IN THE COUNTRY
The mountain stream comes tumbling down,
And hits the rounded pebbles,
And on them breaking plays a tune,
In tinkling silver trebles.
The little birds peep from their nests,
To see the laughing stream,
Then show the world their spotted breasts,
And little eyes that gleam.
The summer flowers are in full bloom, Around them buzz the bees, And prancing lambs dispel the gloom, Beneath the shady trees.
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE
At the end of the Christmas Term, the school performed Jane Austen's "Pride and Prejudice" under the production of Lt. Cdr. Bentley and Miss Jones, with lighting effects by Mr. Knight and scenery by Mr. Dickerson.
To those people not familiar with the play, the plot is that of a family, consisting of a father and three daughters who are dominated by the mother's determined efforts to obtain suitable husbands for her girls.
Despite some initial setbacks, the worst of which was the procuring of costumes, but with the untiring efforts of Miss Bower and Miss Bannister, the play was produced on three consecutive nights almost without serious problems.
The members of the cast who deserve special mention for their performances are, Anne Pullen who portrayed the eldest daughter Elizabeth very professionally and With great confidence. Christine Mullally as the gushing Mrs. Bennett was very popular with all three audiences, as were Bernard Hoctor in his amusing character part as the Rev. Collins and Lt. Cdr. Arthur as the rather bewildered Mr. Bennett.
Stacey Ellis and Ian Helsby were good in their roles as prospective suitors, as were Pamela Main and Deidre Pike as the younger daughters.
As a whole the cast was very good; for many members it was their first time on a stage. I think all those who saw it will agree that it was a great success.
TESSA ROBERTSON 6G.
THE ROYAL NAVAL DRAMA FESTIVAL
The School entry for this year's drama festival was an original one-act play, "Our Fatal Shadows", written by Mr. Parker and Mr. Ousbey. The cast of seven was drawn from both departments of the school and the play was produced by Mr. Ousbey.
Apart from an early hesitancy, the long and difficult role of Kendrick was very capably handled by Mr. Morris. He had good support from Mr. Ross who, in his first appearance in an amateur production, was confident, convincing
and amusing as Dr. Alec Wein. The adjudicator, Mr. Cecil Bellamy of the British Drama League, complimented Mr. iParker again for his stage presence and his ability as Johnson.
Miss Hunt and Miss Murphy gave sincere and smooth performances and each had moments during the play to display not only a good sense of theatre but also real control of pace and climax. In the smaller parts Miss Griffiths and Mr. Jenkins were both commended for quiet and restrained performances.
An extremely fine stage set, designed with imagination and skill by Mr. Morgan, helped to give the whole production An Air of Mystery. Mr. Bellamy spoke very highly of the set and the school received the Rosina Depares makeup box awarded for stage-set and presentation.
The grand-father clock stands in the hall, While the cuckoo hangs on the wall.
The kitchen clock stands on the shelf, While the bedroom clock stands by itself.
The travelling clock is very small, But the bold alarm rules over all.
Some are fancy, some are plain,
Some of them lose and some of them gain.
Some of them tick and some of them chime, Wherever we go, they tell us the time.
PETER FULLER 1CM.
DAY IN BED
When I must stay in bed, I make up magic in my head. For when I take my pills and such, Then I don't mind very much.
For then I am a fairy queen, The sweetest you have ever seen, With crystal shoes and silver gown And on my head a silver crown.
The minute I am left alone, My bed becomes a glittering throne, And with a puff of magic smoke, My cover becomes a golden cloak.
So you see I don't mind,
The thinks some children think unkind.
For I know magic will begin,
When I have my medicine.
In the final assessment "Our Fatal Shadows" was placed second behind H.M.S. Falcon's production of "Playbill". As the school is not an official naval establishment the Runners-up trophy went instead to H.M.S. Ausonia.
At the invitation of Lady Grantham "Our Fatal Shadows" and H.M.S. Falcon's "Harlequinade" formed a double bill at the De Porres Hall in aid of the island's Infantile Paralysis Rehabilitation Fund. (This performance was very well supported and, as a result, a cheque was presented to this very deserving and worth-while charity.
In both the drama festival and the charity performance a great deal of time and effort were put in by Mr. Fuller. His willing assistance made the jobs of production and stage-management much less harassing.
TAL-HANDAQ DEBATING SOCIETY
The debating society at Tal Handaq is a new venture and from early impressions a successful one. Only three debates were held during the Lent term and the support given by the school shows a healthy outlook for the future... nearly 200 attended the final debate. More speakers will be needed next year, especially from the floor.
The first debate saw the society arguing the merits of the mixed school. Elizabeth Roe and Gordon Lawrence spoke from the platform. Two impassioned
cries were heard over and over again MEN!!!
MB. DOUGLAS ROBERTSON DRIVING HOME A POINT IN ONE OF THE
DEBATES. LISTENING ATTENTIVELY ARE MISS PAMELA MAIN,
MISS CHRISTINE MULLALEY AND MR. WALTER WILLMAN.
The second meeting debated the return of corporal punishment. This was a lively session on rather an important topic. Stacey Ellis, despite many noisy interruptions, delivered an argument based on the idea that the deed deserves the punishment. Ann Cartwright in opposing the motion somehow introduced
the war of the sexes, possibly a hangover from the previous debate. To cries of 'Men want to enslave women' and 'Bring back the bridle to prevent women talking' Miss Cartwright attempted to repudiate the proposition.
The debate was then "thrown open to the floor and produced a number of interesting speeches. Pamela Main suggested that thrashing did a boy a lot of good a debatable point in itself. It was also suggested from the floor that a ducking stool be substituted for detention, then the authorities might notice the plight of the school with regard to swimming facilities.
The motion that 'the house wanted to see the return of corporal punishment was carried by 58 votes to 17 votes, there were also a number of abstentions.
The third meeting of the session took the form of a 'Submarine Debate'. A hypothetical submarine was aground off Grand Harbour and four people were trapped in a forward compartment with but one escape apparatus between them. Each of the four attempted to justify their escape in the debate that followed.
Walter Willman argued his case from the standpoint of a brain surgeon whose escape would benefit the mental well-being of mankind. Caustic comments from the floor doubted the well-being of the speaker. Pamela Main, the second speaker, attempted to justify her life as the midwife to the Queen. Miss Main emphasised the need of an expert to maintain the long line and traditions of monarchy. Somewhere along the way Miss Main somehow introduced her sidelines of writing an agony column and looking after a pedigree goat called Horace. The society were a little bewildered with the importance of Horace but Miss Main was emphatic in her defence of him.
Christine Mullally delivered an excellent speech for her safe well being. Miss Mullally informed an astonished society that she was the person who put the 'CRACKLE' in SNAP CRACKLE and BOP. Imagine, she argued, the effect of people who on pouring their milk on their breakfast cereal hear no 'CRACKLE'. Mental strain would follow, men everywhere would strike, many would march on Parliament, civil war would follow, atom bombs would be thrown and before long man would have destroyed man.
The final speaker, Douglas Robertson, argued his case as the man who raised and lowered Tower Bridge over the River Thames. Apparently the whole procedure is extremely complex and had been handed down from generation to generation in the Robertson family. Only Mr. Robertson remained and he had to pass the knowledge on otherwise the bridge would collapse, block the river, being trade to a halt and precipitate an economic crisis which would allow communism to creep into British society.
The resulting voting on the merits of these four stalwarts of Tal Handaq allowed Mr. Robertson to escape and left the others to their fate.
This was the final debate of the session and certainly produced some good speeches.
WORLD REFUGEE YEAR
ROCK-N-ROLL FOR WORLD REFUGEE FUND.
To the delight of pupils, and the despair of many members of staff, Tal Handak erupted during the third week of April, when lunch-time Rock 'n' Roll sessions were held in the school hall, in aid of the World Refugee Fund. The venture raised over £20 very gratifying. Unfortunately, so many pupils were reduced to a state bordering on exhaustion, that the staff found afternoon-school equally gruelling. We regret, then, that '"Rocking" cannot become a regular feature of School-life at Tal Handak!
Other ventures "Lucky-dip", a bring-and-buy sale, the raffling of a cake made by the senior girls all were loyally supported, and the final total of money raised was £117. This included over £20 from our infants and juniors at Verdala.
A good effort. Thank you, and "Well-done!"
His ears are long and floppy, His eyes are big and round, He looks so very happy, And doesn't make a sound.
His nose is shiny black, His eyes are dullest grey, And when you think he's near at hand, He's really far away.
He has a curly coat of brown, And feet of pearly pink, You hardly ever see him frown, And he has a happy wink.
LESLEY McKUSKIE 2CG
THE AMERICAN SCHOOL SYSTEM
The American school system is completely different from that of the English. However, I think that in the end they both accomplish about the same thing.
We begin school at the age of six and enter the first grade of elementary school. All our schooling through to the age of eighteen is paid lor by the government. In most public schools the elementary schools reach the sixth grade. At this stage most children are approximately eleven years of age.
There are no divisions in classes such as there are here. A,, B, C, etc., classes do not exist as the feeling that everyone is equal is held by all. Class positions are not given out, until a later time, as it is considered unfair to tell one child that he is more brilliant than another.
As a junior high approaches, children usually take a more serious attitude towards their schooling. For in the three years of junior high, preparation for high school must be made satisfactorily.
Graduation is a gala affair, with honours given to the top students. A large party is held for all afterwards.
So, with a good education as a background you enter high school at the age of fifteen. It is at this stage that the separation is made, according to the mental capacity of each individual. However, this is not entirely made by the instructors. Both the child and the parents voice their opinion.
A child with a high mental capacity usually continues to do two languages, advanced mathematical and scientific courses, and English. Also a history course is required for all.
The students who cannot quite manage all this take the home-economical or technical drawing courses.
After graduation, you are out on your own, whether you continue school or start to work.
LYNN KENNEDY 3AG.