PINJARRA SENIOR HIGH 1971.

PRINCIPAL

Mr« S. Lucich9 B.A., B.Sc., M.A.C.E.

PRINCIPAL MISTRESS

Mrs. M. Dougherty

DEPUTY HEAD

Mir. J. J ewell, B.A. ? D. I. P. j E„ D.

PREFECTS

SCHOOL CAPTAIN HEAD GIRL Malcolm Abbott Julie Morphett

George Turvey Elaine Thurkle Robert Tuckey Bethwyn Hicks Bruce Scott Erica Parkin Stephen Wilson Sally Payne

EDITORIAL C 0 M M I T T E E

EDITOR.• Jamie Proctor

BUSINESS David Ellis Mervyn Stewart SOCIAL Linda Cahill Rodney McGrath SPORTS . . Jan Crockenberg Terry Wooltorton LITERARY Susan Robinson Peter Lampard GENERAL Dennis Smith Jim Worsey ILLUSTRATIONS Gray Porter FROM THE PRINCIPAL MRe S.P. LUCICH B.SCo B.A. MXC.E, '

It is ray privilege to add comments to the SPECTRUM. We were always told that we could not put the clock back and to do this would be tantamount to a. blasphemous interference with the divine order of sunrise and sunset. Yet clocks have been cheerfully put on and back since 1916 in the United Kingdom with the knowledge that the interests of the community were thus being served. The appearance of this paper is warmly welcomed and it will serve the interests of the Pinjarra. Senior High School Staff and Student body. I would advise our contributors however: observe closely and, before you write, think in words instead of in vague or careless pictures. Only then should you put pen to paper. One should practise constantly, for it must be borne in mind that a clear and effective style cannot happen of its own accord, One learns to think by thinki ng - to write by writing and nobody can be taught to be creative Avoid the long editorials and long short stories - the dachs- hunds of literature. Lepend upon it, no one need be too much cast down by the discovery of his or her defficiency in any faculty of the mind. What tells in life is the whole mind working together, and the deficiencies of any one faculty can be compensated by the efforts of the rest, One can be an artist with- out visual images, a reader without eyes, a. mass of erudition with a bad elementary memory. In almost every subject your passion for the subject wi 11- save you. If you only care enough for a result, you will almost cert­ ainly attain it. If you wish to be rich, you will be rish; if you wish to be learned, you will be learned; -if you wish to be good, you will be good. Only you must, then, veally wish these things, and wish them with exclusive­ ness, and not wish at the sane time a hundred other incompatible things just as strongly.

S.P. LUCICH PRINCIPAL EDITORIAL

After somewhat of a battle Pinjarra Senior High’s first; school paper for some 10 years is finally published* Being the first paper for some years we, the Committee, had little to work with so far as past successes and failures go and it is hoped that the readers will not be discouraged by lack of polish in production and will continue to support the paper as it grows in style and grace. It must be remembered that we had only a limited budget on which to work yet still man­ aged to finish out of debt and worry. This, in itself, is re­ markable when it is considered that bigger, wealthier and more experienced Senior High Schools of this state have come out hundreds of dollars in debt. As editor, I received some severe criticism from all sides during the paper’s preliminary stages. Much of this ctiticism referred to the Committee’s and especially my somewhat conservative attitude. This,This I think, is unfounded at the paper contains some extremely modern and conscientious modes of thinking on the part of our contributors. The literary section is clearcut evidence of the Committee’s opposition to conservatism. Something hampering our hopes for a quality premiere was the lack of support given us by the Upper School Students. During the last year the school really came of age withthe starting of construction of new rooms and additional facilities, many of which are now completed. The school is now fully geared to use all newly acquired modern amenities and the signs are healthy for our school so far as growth and stature go. The nami ng of the paper proved to be the most difficult task set before us. After weeks of deliberation we finally decided to name the paper "Spectrum” meaning the Diversion of Thought. The title is in line with our hope that you finish this paper thinking of the problems of the world and how these can be over- come. The quality of work from the placegetters in our literary competition was very high. We were overwhelmed by the response and help given us by the Second Years who contributed a great deal to the paper. This augurs well for future years when these students will be running the paper* Finally, we would like to wish all those connected with this school during 1971 all the best for next year no matter where they are• JAMIE PROCTOR

G E n eE r A L NEWS During this year a number of awards and contests have been won by students attending P.S.H.S. 'These included Gary Raston (4P), John Pedersen (2A) 9 June Hannay (2A) and Claire Leach (2C)<. REPRESENTATIVE AT PHYSICS SEMINAR During the August holidays, Gary Raston (alias Yuri Rastanov) attended a Physics Seminar at the Institute of Technology in Perth. Gary was selected from entries all over the state. The seminar was based on a book called "Exploration of Science", a copy of which was presented to each person who attended. The snninar consisted of morning lectures and afternnon practical sessions. In these practical sessions, they used much expensive equipment, including a mass spectrometer. It should' be noted that this and other equipment was, recently destroyed by fire. (???) WINNER OF STATE-WIDE MATHS CONTEST John Pedersen, of 2A, won a prize of $25 in a state-wide Maths contest. John’s entry was on the investigation of the properties of prime numbers. The entry covered about nine pages. This was a great achievement for John as ha had to compete against older students who were in 3rd year. u WINNER OF ENGLISH COMPETITION U June Honnay, of 2A, won a state-wide English competition, with an entry expressing her views on helping the Aborigines, For her effort Juno was. awarded $50 worth of books. A.copy of her entry can be found in the paper. WINNER OF SHELL PRIZE Claire Leach, of 2C, was awarded the Shell Prize for this year, Claire was awarded this prize as it was felt that she was the most community minded and industrious worker in second year, Claire has since been presented with a book - "Sea Shells of Australia".

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\a/E IMVAD5O 2 SPECIAL SECTION DEDICATED

TO THOSE INDISPENSABLE MEMBERS OF OUR SCHOOL (These are meant in no way to offend) TEACHERS

Teacher Awards Best Dressed Mr. Shepherdson Most Suave and Debonair. Mr. Sumi ch Best "Sidies" Mr. Tait Most; One-Eyed Mr. Baker Best P.A. Voice Mrs. Dilley Model of the Year Mrs. Grist Wittiest Mr. Tait Best Woodwork Teacher Mr. Mack

* Notice Mr. Tait’s effort in winning two awards - Mr. Tait we salute you. Special mention must also go to Mr. Mack, who only just scooped the pool in the Best Woodwork Teacher award.

Teacher Songs Songs Dedicated to the Pinjarra Staff 1971• Mr. Tait "Thank You for Just Being You" Mrs. Hicks ."Devil in Disguise" Miss Holbrooks ’’Spice of Life” Mr. McGarry "Boom Bang a Bang" Mr. Milward .."Grandad" Mr. Bilham "Oh to be in Old England" • Mrs. Morphett ."Bus Stop" Miss Burkett .’’Surfer Joe"

Mrs Kretchmar □ "Those Were the Days" Miss Falls "Push it' to make it Go". Mr. Mack ..’’The Push-Bike Song"

Mr. Arkle o .."Ballad of Easy Rider" also "Leader of the Pack" Mr. Warman "Me and You and a Dog named Boo" Teacher Songs (cont.) Miss Newport ’’Boots” Mrs. MacRoberts ’’Toast and Marmalade” bliss Clements ’’Girl Friday” Mr. Baker "If I were a Carpenter” also "I Only Have Eyes For You BARRY” Nr. Stephens "Monsieur Du Pont” Mr. Brown ’’Mrs. Brown You’ve Got a. Lovely Daughter" (Son) Mrs. Turner "Run, Runrtuii, You Better Run” Ties. Glass "Silence is Golden" Mr. Richards "Chitty, Chitty, Bang, Bang" Mr. Shepherdson. "Sweet and Innocent" Mr. Sumich "Hey Girl Don’t Bother Me” Mrs. Bain "Follow That Star” Miss Kennewell ’’Take a. Letter Maria” Miss Brooks "I Told the Brook"

FIFTH YEARS

Top 24 Malcolm Abbott "Ride Captain Ride" Robin Fisher "ly Curly Headed Baby" Efrem Gamba "Hair" and "The Autumn of My Life" Graham J enkinson "Rubber Ducky" Bill Lambe "You’ll Never Get to Heaven" Benzil Morrell "Gitarzan" Ray Nanc arrow "Friday in my Mind" Roy Seery "Sleepy Joe" Bruce Scott "Little Red Rooster” Robert Tuckey ’’Roll out the Barrel." Geurge Turvey "Never on a Sunday" Stephen Wilson "England Swings" Fay Chilestt "Sweet Charity" Sue Gieve "Give it to Me" Sue Hammer "Chewy Chewy" Beth Hicks "Yellow Submarine” Janet Jones "She Come in Through the Bathroom Window" Janece Kern. "Sweet Fea" Top 24 (cont.) Julie Morphett "What Am I doin’ Here?" Erica Parkin.. "Running Bear" or "Look Before You Leap" Sally Payne "Did You Ever" Gay Pell..• "Let me tell you about the Birds and the Bees" Susie Thomas "If You Knew Susie" Elaine Thurkle "Chic-a-Boom"

FIFTH YEAR QUOTATIONS 1e "We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at' Stars" - Leaving Students 2. "All dressed up and nowhere to go" -- Prefect at Social 3. "It was a dream of perfect bliss, too beautiful to last" Holidays 4. "The Vesper bell from afar, That seems to mourn for the expiring day" 3*30 pm

FIFTH YEAH DAFFYNITIONS Prefects’ Meeting... "Cowboy Convention" 5P’s Love for School "River Deep, Mountain High" Assignments... "To Sir with Love" Maths Problems o. "Where Do I Begin" Crowded Corridors .."Don’t Sleep in the Subway, Darling" Mr. Jewell’s Office .."In fry Room" Last Period Friday .."Bom Free" P.A. Notices...... "Gentle on my Mind" Class Discussions.. .."Comic Conversations"

THE EDITOR

FINALLY three Songs dedicated to the editor "I am an Apeman" "Mother’s Lament" and "Electric Nose" pri ~ • * New Era Aboriginal Fellowship MY PLAN FOR THE . ABORIGINES By June Hannay 2 a Help! Help them to help themselves, that’s what they need. Not just handouts, that diminishes self respect. When the white man first came, he took advantage of the Aborigines peaceful nature and ignorance of the white men’s laws and customs. As money is the medium for exchange, it is impossible to exist with out it in the white community, therefore Aboriginal men, to be assimilated, must have jobs, anything they can do for which they can be paid a supporting wage, When proficient, promotion should be given. Without adequate housing Aborigines cannot hope to achieve desirable’ living standards. Without hot water, bathing is unpleasant, especially in winter. Most don’t have adequate cooking facilities, nor balanced meals. They substitute sweets, carbohydrates, e.g. bread, pies, cakes sweets, soft drinks; worse still, alehohoi, for ground seeds and roots made into dampers. This leads to ill health and children missing school. An Aboriginal Centre would be essential for progress. Classes could be held in dressmaking, cooking, deportment, for men and women, household management, hand-crafts, woodwork, art, music-making and other subjects with sufficient demand. Acquired knowledge could be applied in jobs and the home. Dancing lessons would enable Aborigines to enjoy social activ­ ities at the Centre. Film evenings could be a subtle form of education as well as enjoyment. A special child Health Clinic with a qualified Sister who understands their problems, would be more acceptable to Aboriginal mothers. A registered Kindergarten with mothers help, would develop children and assist mothers in child handling. If free educational supplies were provided for Aboriginal children it would help overcome "not wanting to go to school”, as they would feel more equal if they had the same facilities. Free, good nutritious meals could also be provided, as it has been proved that good meals raise achievement levels, Aborig- inal Hostels for High School children, with tutorials, would also help education. Government assisted workshops should be set up where aborigines can be trained by qualified people in trades, etc. e Also Co-operative- Ventures with Government Financial backing at a low rate of interest should be‘encouraged for adults, so they can learn be practical experience, Business Management, etcetera. Organized sport for children should be conducted by comp­ etent sportsmen as this would automatically give Aboriginal children the opportunity of mixing. It would, be. of great assistance if, in each town where Aboriginals are situated, there could be a guidance Officer- cum-Social Worker with whom problems could be discussed in confidence from the Aborigine’s point of view. It would also be beneficial to have a capable, kindly and homely woman to -assist them In their homes, to make friends and encourage discussion of problems. . If Aboriginal children were given a small weekly allowance they would learn money value. Older, more primative people who have no income, should be supplied in Kindness instead of Cash. EVERTHING HELPS! LETTERS TO THE EDITOR Dear.Editor, I am.writing this letter in the hope that it maywwake up some drivers on our roads. Recently I g'ained my licence and because people see a big red P on my car they think they have priority over me as to the use of the road. An example is the give—way-to—the-right rule, which really goes by the board with some members of the public o The other day I was cruising along well within the U5 m.pih. speed limit outside Mandurah when from the left of me a car came shooting out. But for my quick reflexes and newly repaired brakes I wouldn’t be writing this. Night driving is now becoming more of a hazard due to the lack of courtesy. A lot of my driving has been done alone at night and I can tell you now that; a lot of people don’t know.the meaning or use of the dip switch<» For you can drive at night and approximately 2 out of every 5 cars which approach you will •have their lights on high beam. Believe me it is very blinding and dazzling when the lights shine right into your eyes and it is amazing that there have not been an increased number of head on collisions although the number now id terrific. So I implore of all up and coming drivers to dip your lights to all oncoming vehicles especially as the law states that you should dip' your lights 600 feet from an oncoming car.

MERVYN STEWART P

i BOYS’ SPORT BOYS’ FOOTBALL This year’s P.S.H.S. Country Week teams enjoyed varied successes and credit goes to the coaches of the teams - Mrs. Larsen (Netball■” 2 put of 4 games), Miss Cameron (Girls Hockey 0 out of" 4' games ;), Mr. Sumich (Football 1 out of 4 games), and Mr. Warman (Boys Hockey 2 out of 4 games) for making Country Week 1971 enjoyable if not completely successful. In the footban department, inexperience through lack of match practice proved too much a handicap for the team. However, despite their inexperience, Pinjarra, in their early games were extremely unlucky to lose. The final game on Friday proved to be a belated but very much deserved win for Pinjarra, only their second win in 19 games spread over 4 years. Throughout the week it became evident that lack of big "bruises” in the team would be a setback, one which the team must overcome in subsequent years. Special mention must go to our novice coach Mr. J. J. Sumich for his fine influence and ability to stir the emotion. He was ably supported by team captain George Turvey and other more experienced members of the squad, particularly ’’Shirley” Gamba in h s record breaking 10th year. PEN PICTURES George: Play'd well all week capitalizing beautifully on his scoring opportunities. Captained the team adeptly and was one of the most consisted players. Mag colm: Played tenaciously at Centre Half Back. Was Vice­ Captain and set fine example to the team on how the key back position should be played. ’’-Shirley” : Most experienced player. His tenth and "maybe” last year at Pinjarra. He wa.g another of the most consisted players and was a great success at full back. Ray: Out of position as a rover but when moved to the back pocket was never beaten. He backed "Shirley" extremely well. Robert: Not up to his usual best but nevertheless played well especially when resting in the back pocket where he also backed "Shirley” admirably. ■

£ o Y s’ SPORT cont *.

Colins Played well on the H.B’oF. capably assisting Malcolm but was somewhat disappointing when clearing with a kick. Gray; Not up to usual brilliance early in the week but gained form towards the final game. "Faris" : Played well towards the end of the week, Took a while to get acclimatized. "Fergy"': Used speed and tenacity to gain possession of the ball and employed his excellent passing skills to advantage when delivering the ball. Adjudged "Fairest (????)■ and Best’” for the week. Dick: Capable ruckman, A little inexperienced txitmade use of limited opportunities. "Wooly" : Most reliable member who held side together during desperate situations. Inclined to sleep it off on the field especially when helped by an opponent’s elbow. J?amie: Didn’t play all the games but when he did, he shone using his speed and football brain (???) to advantage. David: Played well when given the opportunity. Deserved more games. "Log"*: Failed to gain selection in all games but played well when givent the; choice.. n,G-reeni One" : Played'very well in the ruck, creating opportunities for roversp Specialized in around the ground play. Kim? Missed a few scoring opportunities because, of his inclination to "settle a score’” on the field. Andrew: Inexperienced bull willing to learn. Defended ably and could have benefitted from practise matches-. Steve: A player with football "intelligence" a very accurate pass and opened up many scoring opportunities. "Robbo": Young but experienced player who knows how to use the ball to advantage. "Birchy": A backline player who defended well. Tended to be a a little gentle when given the chance to iron out a player. Geoff; Young player with plenty of potential but lacked experienc L4alcolm: A little slow off the mark, Also would have benefitted from practice matches. L B 0 Y S’ S P 0 R T

HOCKEY BOYS COUNTRY WEEK HOCKEY TEAM TEAM POSITION "NO MORALS” MORRELL LEFT INNER "PUD” WILSON ("VICE—CAPT.") CENTRE HALF BACK ’’ROBYN” FISHER HALF BACK ’’GOBI” GODRIDGE RIGHT WING ’’JESSE" JAMES CENTRE FORWARD ’’BIG LEGS” BIRD HALF BACK ’’CHAFF CUTTER" COLE FULL BACK "TINY” SHIRTCLIFFE RIGHT INNER. "KILLER” CAHILL GOALIE "PUNK" ROSSI GOALIE "KID” CROCKETT FOOL, LEFT OUTER, RESERVE "NO KNEES" SCOTT (csra) LEFT WING Prior to Country week this ’’undaunted” line-up touched sticks with a number of extremely strong local and alien teams with the result generally ending in a comfortable win for the school side. Some sceptics disagree with the term ’’comfortable win” and tend to stress our losses, including the games we played against Harvey in which we were narrowly defeated, the final scores being 6:2 and 3:1 in the enemy’s favour each time. Country Week itself started off on a fantastic note with a win over the Esperance Hockey Team, and the phenomena.! feat of doubling their score must be stressed. This win was the first over by a boys hockey team rep­ resenting our school at Country Week. Of course, no-one is ever told that this was the Esperance team’s first year in the competition or that thia, was the first year of Esperance a.ttaining Senior High School level, mean­ ing that the players were selected from first to fourth year forms. The. final score for this game was; Pinjarra 2 Esperance 1, with our best players being:- "Tiny” Shirtcliffe, Denzil Morrell and Jeff James. The second day of the competition (Tuesday) was a. bye, which allowed us a full day to recover from our injuries, most of which were collected as a’asesult of the victory celebrations. There is no need to expand on the next two days proceedings, except to say that, we were defeated both times. The final score at the conclusion of the Narrogin game being 8:1 and at the conclusion of the Eastern. Goldfields game the score was 3:2, with "Tiny" Shirtcliffe, Jeff James, Andrew Cahill, John Melling and Peter Cole playing courageously (pity the rest of the team couldn’t be bothered playing). The final day of the competition was begun with an atmosphere of intense excitement as we were determined to avenge our previous losses and end the competition game on as good a note as. it had begun. We played Manjimup and after an extremely rough game managed to hold that team down to two goals whilst we scored three, The game ended with the scores remaining at that same level, with the best players being: ’’Tiny” Shirtcliffej Peter Cole and "Pud”. An award was presented to the fairest and best player for our team over the entire competition and this was taken off very convincingly by "Tiny" Shirtcliff who played a courageous and unselfish game throughout. Special thanks to:- MR. WARMAN - for coaching us (a job that has driven previous Ir coaches to the brink of despair). MR. ARKIE - for getting us fit (oven though we hated every minute of it).

MR. BUCK - an old professional at the gone who gave us invaluable advice, plus his "fairness” in umpiring the Esperance game.

MR. WISHART - for "organising" practise games for us during the tern and for his "vocal support”, and THE GIRIS HOCKEY TEAM for thjjir support, inspiration and"uncrring" fairness during practice.

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F HJj WTE-^ VTEJl GIRLS’ SPORT

I I GIRLS HOCKEY The girls of the Country Week Hockey team would like to thank Mrs. Lais.cn, Pat Shaw, Gail Taylor, Graeme Rickson and all the girls in the Mandurah Hockey team who helped ^nd advis.ed us in our positional play and methods of pla$. Most of all we would like to thank our coach Miss Cameron who worked hard to trrain and prepare us for our games. Each day the girls in the team fought hard to win but we just didn’t seem strong enouch. Even our losing day after day failed to break our spirit and we kept trying. Next, year we feel that with training those left will be able to blood successfully with new players to thrash the other teams and bring glory to our school. The 1971 team wish next years, team the Lest of luck, The. • members. of the team were;

Mo Conduit (Capt.) Goalic So Jones- (V-Capt.) Centre Forward S« Rcynolds(Ass. V-Capt.) Lo Full Back L. Short Ro Full Back Mo Carroll Lo Inner S. France Ro Inner To Turvey . Ro Wing N. Underwood Lo Wing U. Davis Co Half J. Pollard Lo Half To Pollard Ro Half RESERVES: Mo Cole Eo Scott E« Makowicki-

PEN PICTURES Merryil - Played the goalie position consistently well stopping many powerful shots for goals. Sharon - Sharon, one of our most consistent players, was quick to send the hall Lack into our goal wide allowing other forwards, to shoot. Megan - Megan, our main goalscorer played very well and made the most of any opportunities, open to her. Tricia - Although Tricia had not.previously played with the team she quickly settled down and proved to be very adopt and fast on the wing position. r Ursula - Showed that she is a potential champion justifying what was expected of her, she opened up many scoring opportunities. Sheryl - Sheryl was also one of our most dependable players, her frequent tumbles often blocking the opposition’s way. Linda - Lack of experience proved no barrier to Linda who defended strongly, her clearing hits opening up the game repeatedly. Sue - Al consistently powerful full back who ably backed up the goalie and who continues to benefit from experience. Her high spirits kept the team going. Jill - Her willingness to learn improved her game noticeably. Defended ably and stuck gamely to her task. Terri - Tried hard and accomplished that and surprised herself. Tferri’s game will become stronger with experience. Noelene - Noelene lacked confidence in herself. However she gained more confidence as the week progressed with the result that her game improved. Elizabeth - Played well in her only game and make many moves which counteracted those of the opposition- Maureen - Although Maureen only played the one game, she defended very well as goalie. She was one of our most ardent supporters. Eva - Our best supporter who boosted our morale when we were down in the dumps and did not complain at any stage.

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ii * VOuRE A Hjpparor NETBALL

The Metball side consisting of 7 players, 1 reserve and 1 orange collector wore coached very capably by Mrs Larsen. Games were played against Geraldton, Esperance, Collie and Bunbury of which Pinjarra won two being against Geraldton and Collie. The fact that they won 2 games out of U shows just' how creditably the team performed. Pen Pictures No. 1 - Sally. Even though bespectacled Sally played well as goalie o When shooting she was in fact aiming for three goal rings. No. 2 ■ Julie. Julie displayed outstanding accuracy in the goal circle, and was undoubtedly our best player. Without our "Head Girl’1 the team would have been a flop. No. 3 - Leonie. Leonie worked well as attack wing and showed great potential. Her many tumbles showed that leonie possesses perfect "balance and sure-footedness.” No. U - Gay. The whole team revolved around Gay as she was our centre player, Though not quite as tall as the opposition, Gay performed capably. No. J 5 - Janece. Quiet and reserved, Janece is a tricky player, darting hither and dither. Defending well , Janece gave the oppo- sition a run for their money. No. 6 — Erica. The team’s captain Erica showed her sneaky jumping ability by flying through the air and bewildering her opponents. No. 7 - Beth. Apart from falling all over the place , Beth did a marvellous job at full defence, Her windmill tacties and rather long tongue came in very handy. Reserve - Julie G. Though she only played 1 game, Julie served the team well. Orange Collector - Vanessa, Vanessa performed the duties of time­ keeper, scorer, orange collector and cheer leader in a happy frame of mind. I am sure Vanessa suffered from laryngitis after Country Week. On the whole the team performed very creditably and definitely gave the opposition many a fright with their sudden bursts of brillance 9 and their.great team spirit which was always present on and off the field. SWIMMING­

At this years Faction Swimming*Carnival, Gold Fastion, captained by Georg^.Turvey and Bethwyn Hicks, was. victorious. Gold faction was followed by Blue, Red, and Green in 2nd, 3rd, and 4th places respcctivily. CHAMPIONS OF THE DAY WERE :- i OPEN CHAMPION - Stephen Wilson (GOLD) , Bethwyn Hicks (GOLD) SENIOR CHAMPION - Ron Gibson (GREEN), Laurel Watson (BLUE) JUNIOR CHAMPION - Geoff Rues (GOLD), Mary Parkin (BLUE)

ATHLETICS GOLD was, also, victorious in the faction Athletic Carn­ ival followed by GREEN, BLUE and RED. CHAMPIONS OF THE DAY WERE:- OPEN CHAMPION - Robert Tuckcy (RED), Erica Parkin (GOLD) SENIOR CHAMPION - Richard Hodgson (GREEN) , Joy Pauli (BLUE)

JUNIOR CHAMPION - Gary Robinson (GOLD) 2 Kerry Gornall (GREEN) This years Inter-school Athletic Carnival was held at Waroona on the 21st October. The victors were, on handicap, Waroona followed by Harvey and Pinjarra. . Gcoflf Rees performed outstandingly to win nine events, setting five new records and obtaining a score of 48 points out of a possible 50. Julie Turner achoivcd the title of Runner-up to Junior Girl Champion with Pctor Lowe, Runner-up to Junior Boy Champion.

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u 1 FA.it RRl Xf A__ D 1EAM COME T -II E A few miles Forth of Pinjarra, there has grown a settlement, different from any other in Western Australia. This is the Fairbridge Farm .School, which is built on a large area of the beautiful Hurray River Valley, situated on the South West High­ way, 51 miles from Perth and 3 miles from Pinjarra.

Here, every year, as many as two or thre j hundred girls a".d boys from England, most of them orphans, have been trained in farm work and fitted to take their places as useful citizens in their new land. This continued up to 1960 and after that, children have arrived from England with one parent or parents, staying there until they have finished school or until their parents have made a home and can have the children living with them. (1968)

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Let us imagine that we are looking at this lovely settle­ ment just before the second groat World War, which lasted from 19^9 until 1945. We see rows of pretty cottages, in each of which live" *” 13A " or A14 A ■*boys ’ or girls,* " under** the11 care of0 a ””cottage mother.” Near by are sports grounds, a lovely swimming pool , school buildings, a Cur ch a' d Rectory and also a Club House where old boys and girls can meet when they return to the farm. We also see a dairy where 50 or more cows are milked, a vegetable garden a fine orchard and large poultry yards. What a wonderful place it seems, just the right place for boys a'd girls to grow up and train under healthy conditions. Kingsley Fairbridge was bor in South Africa in 1885. At the age of eighteen, he paid a short visit to Bngla dad saw how overcrowded the big cities were. Hundreds of children, left homeloss by the deaths of their parents, crowded the orphanages. On his return to Africa, he could not forget the plight of these children. Surely, he thought, there must be a way to help these little ones to make a good start in life. Suddenly an idea came to him. He would train some of these children to become fanners not in England, but in a rich, empty land where it would be a opportunity for them to make farms of I •I their own. A few years later Fairbridge went as a Rhodes scholar to Oxford University and to prepare himself for his great work he studied Agriculture. Luring his stay at Oxford, he told all his friends about his great scheme in an attempt to interest them in his plans and invoke their aid. At last his great chance came when the Premier of Western Australia, was on a visit to England in 1911, looking for people to settle in his state. Hearing of Fairbridge, he offered to him his scheme, provided he would bring the children to this state of Western Australia. The offer was too good to turn dow.i and in March 1912 Fairbridge and his wife sailed for Western Australia to prepare the way for the first group of children. After inspecting several places, they took over a little property at finjarra, about 50 miles from Perth. There with a small four-roomed house, a cow, a few pigs, 70 fowls and one old horse they started the famous Fairbiridge Farm Schoo. During the first few years ho had a terrible struggle to keep the farm going, even with the help he received from his many friends. Money to buy food and clothing was very short, but finally buildings were errected to house the first batch of children. Imagine their interest when they first saw the farm animals and were allowed to help with the milking and ride the horses. Great was their pride when they were first allowed to drive the spring cart to Pinjarra for stores. It wasn't all work though, as every year they went to the coast camping and he e they learned to fish and swim. A holiday they could only dream of it in England. It is no wonder that they grew into happy 9 healthy young Australians. By the time they had finished their farm training, the local farmers were eager to employ them. After the arrival of the first small batch of children, no more were sent out for several years. This did not suit Kingsley Fairbridge, who wished to do things on a bigger scale 9 so in 1918 he returned to England to try and collect funds. His trip was successful and when he returned to Western Australia he was able to buy a bigger farm only a few miles from the old one. This is now the present Fairbridge Farm School. Here as many as 300 to 350 were being cared for until the age of 16 was reached, when they went out to work, thus making room for other children coming out. For 12 years Kingsley Fairbridge carried on his work at Pinjarra /ejever sparing himself and seeking no reward for his labours. Unfortunately he did not enjoy good health, and in 1924 he died at the early ago of 39.(July 14th, 1924) He was laid to rest a short distance from the farm and in his memory the-children pay a visit to his grave every year. Other Fairbridge Farm Schools have since opened up in Canada, Africa, New South Wales, Victoria and Tasmania, where the noble work is still carried on. Today, the farm has progressed far since it’s inception. Recreational facilities include a swimming pool, footbal field, hockey field, tennis courts, basket ball courts §nd_; cricket ^itch. Matches are played against local teams/a^-w^ll; as Metropolitan teams. *'• Living conditions are much easier. Children live in well set up cottages, which include T.V., modern washing machines and many ammenities which make living so much easier. Every opportunity is oflered to the children to further their studies. A few miles away is a High School and the senior children attend it daily. After half a century, Kingsley Eairbridge’s dream still lives on and that is to give children a chance in life to become good citizens in a great country.

PROBLEM. There were 3 men wishing to find a bed for the night, but they could only get an attic, where they were cha^gdd $1.00 a Night. The next morning the land lady felt she had over charged them so she gives the Bell’.Boy 50c to give to them. On the

JUNIOR POETRY PRIZE - JULIE TURNER FIRST nOMDSLUM " 1 11

THE TREE

The tree had stood for years By the river that glistened and shone,

And now as I force back the tears 9 I realize it will soon be gone.

Near the road where the old tree stands Buildings are going up fast, And soon all these beautiful lands., With pollution will be o’ercast.

The tree, tow me,me also looks sad As if it knows what will become, To other things good or bad, Its. DEaTH to everyone. JUNIOR POETRY SECOND PRIZE BRIAN ELLIS

POLLUTION

Hurrying from street to street, Running through the thickened smog. A cavalcade of moving feet, Not noticing the overhead fog.

With every breath they inhale, A quantity of smoke, • Most of it is stale &

D.'CWe have a problem on our hands ( > c c - — need something ne f 'Cy^ r ? "Xc. ’ ; '^0 f (f- (- To survive this, lane, ' ( , /f~) (r (< ecC( c (r \c0h! what can we do? • ' ■■

JUNIOR POETRY THIRD PRIZE - W. EL SALEH

LEASE

Please Chimnies, please Chimnies Stop all your smoke, You’re filling the air. Don’t you care that we choke? Please Chimnies, pleass Chimnies Can’t you all clog? The soot’a-bad enough, But you’re now causing smog. Please Chimnies, please.-Chimnies Please tell me why, When you bellow your fumes. They just loom in the sky? Please Chimniea, please Chimnies

Please hear my plea 9 Or someday we’ll pay For the. air that was free Please Chimnies, pleasei I am so young, I don’t even smoke, But there’s smoke in each lung Please Chimnies, pleaaes. Chimnies "1 Lives are. at stake, And I’d like one more candle x On my birthday cake.

ANONYMOUS JUNIOR BROSE

FIRST PRIZE - J. PEDERSEN 2A.

AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A BUILDING: Slowly, slowly, 1 was born from stone, bit by bit I was born - from nothing into a come thing. There weren’t many buildings around me then the people appreciated me, they used me. And all the other buildings wore like me, iand wo wore all new with youth. Aye, yes, but then there was a thing they called a war, and everyone deserted me, and I started getting grey© The green lichen and mould slowly encroached upon my habitat, and little weeds started growing in my veins. And when I was about thirty or so, there came different people, with strange, new ideas. They disregarded me, and instead, built great new buildings. Big ones - they built them with machines and they were about three hundred yards high© Talk about the generation gap! And then the real tragedy began, they started pushing down all my an- . cestors and relatives - they even pushed down Joe (Jobs and Overseas Enterprises), iuy best friend. I thought my end was near, that all my life would be in vain© Somehow though, it must have been decided not to pull me down, but just to torture me© They enclosed mo on three sides with great, tower­ ing buildings that looked down at me with contempt, and no-one touched me - I felt neglected. They didn^t use me - instead though, they all looked at me as if I was. some curiosityo And when all the people of the city have gone home, and all the busy bustl­ ings of the business day have abated, then it is that the silver moon rises and bathes the city in silvery cascades of light, and I feel homesick. Ivty duty is done, I'must go. And as I am receding I wonder what the people of this earth will think in the morning when they find that X’m gone. SECOND PRIZE - J. VINER 2E 1 THE BITER BITTEN. Jeb Logan was a wealthy but miserly farmer who delighted in dis­ playing his shrewdness at the other person’s expense. Last month ho contracted an annoying ccld which persisted despite all his efforts to treat it. At last he decided, very reluctantly, to visit a specialist.in the nearby city. Now Jeb was aware that tho spec­ ialist charged ten dollars for a first visit and five for subsequent visits. Jeb cringed nt the thought of paying ten dollars just for advice and perhaps a prescription, but there seemed no alternative - unless ho could in some way trick the specialist. On the following morning, Jeb drove to the specialists’ surgery, waited patiently for his name to be called, then walked confidently into the surgery. ’’Good morning Doctori” he exclaimed. ’’Here I am again. I have taken the medicine you prescribed for me, but the cold still sits heavily on my chest. Would you be kind enough to re-examine me, and perhaps prescribe some other treatment for my cold?” The specialist nodded his head, asked a few questions,questions then told Jeb to remove his coat and shirt. With the aid of a stethoscope, he carefully exarrired Jeb’s chest, then checked his pulse rate and temperature. This done, he indicated that Jeb should get dressed. "Well Doctor?” exclaimed Jeb,, asas, , fully dressed again, he proffered five dollars to the specialist. "Whatfe your decision? What treatment do you recommend for my cold?" "No change" said the specialist, interrupting his writing of notes to accept the money, "Just continue with the medicine I prescribed on your previous visit. Your condition has in no way deteriorated since then. Good morning!" Five dollars out of pocket and no treatment prescribed for his cold Jeb Logan walked dejectedly from the surgery, a sadder but a wiser man.

THIRD PRIZE - HELEN FORLONGE FREE I gazed across, the densely v@©»© covered forest and sighed. Human minds and hands had dared to touch this count™ To ruin its peacefullness; to fill it full of high buildings and long black roads; to sacrifice all nature itself for the sake of man. The heat from the burning sun shone down on my batek and I lifted off my napsack, to rest in its path. With a grass stem in my mouth, I lay down, content with the world and happy with my life. I had no wish to be drowned in some small officewith papers; to be hustled by the crowds on their way home from work. I was peaceful. Although my shoes were worn and my toes showed through, I did not care, I was a tramp, and a most happy one indeed.

EQUAL THIRD PRIZE - GILL DALGLISH 2A SUGGESTIVE NONSENSE Let!s stop now and take a rest. Light the fire, my friend, while I walk around. You can do whatever pleases you, but I’m going to swim the river. The water is so cool and fresh, I won’t bother to undress. Come, come, are you coning with me or are you going to climb that huge rock over there. It’s a shame the sun is so high, I cannot linger too long in the water. But not to worry, the fire is burning brightly and food is on the way. You've got the fresh water, I see, good, we ’ 11 all have a. nice cup of tea. Oh, where is the sun? Quick, wake up, my friend, it’s time to return. We’ll all run back through the dark forest. It'll cool us off as we have had quite an exciting day, but I would agree to the fact that I an quite exhausted. Oh, the darkness of tliis forest mokes me shiver. Stay close to me, my friend, Without you I’d surely have to walk alone, I’d shiver alone, I’d be alone, but I pray to dear God that I need i SENIOR ’ POETRY

1st. Priza

* FREEDOM By Lesley Franca 40

Brilliant broze, he was that colour, Brilliant bronze, he was that colour, She called him Kelly, Spanish for fire, Bronze Kelly, a horse with speed, faith and power. Kelly longed to be free, but the girl was his friend, the yard gate was open, open to freedom, space to gallop, roll, kick and scream....freedom....

* Kelly bolted .to freedom, like a magnet to steel. Ran. onward and onward till weariness cramped him and the sun beat like a furnace, but freedom. Open gate, bolting hooveprints tore out her eyes, stole all her tears, - brought acid to her heart. Through the open gate she ran, and ran and walked till dusk. She called Kelly till her voice died in agony in her throat. She headed for the Millpond, the silver, marshy stream. She found him in the marshes there, hot and. bronze like fire. I She found him in the marshes there, lying there, very still', kbreathing faintly, ceasing, ceasing to be held, even by his friend. Then he fell, fell away into darkness and freedom as the sun began to rise. And she rose'and walked, leaving the bronze one in the marsh, away into the sunrise, a With the faint shadow of Kelly by her side. I: I =1 1 SENIOR PROSE FIRST PRIZE ERICA PARKIN 5P

’’Youth Blames Society11

Today’s society is one of continual changes and phases of v/ays of life. It is one that cannot be altered in any way; therefore, we have our various social classes and their.tributaries, and there is nothing we can do about, it. We have our upper class - the ’’elite” - who are superior and often quite ’’snobbish” to all, we have our middle classes, striving to make a name for themselves and we have the lower class, contented with what they-have got and not making any attempt to improve their social standing. And, of course, we have that tributary which is becoming increasingly important - the young sceptics - or rebels, as some call them. In relation to this last group let us consider the following quotation:- ’’When.we take a look at ourselves, the facts we see are so different from what we have been taught, that we have no choice but to turn into rebels i or young sceptics.” To a certain degree, I agreeewith what is being stated - that today’s young people have been betrayed, The following few paragraphs clearly ex- plain how this has come about. Kids today are the best educated, most favoured , most talented in history. Why are they so insecure , so unhappy, so discontented? What do they really want? The older generation seek solace in the fact that the rebels constitute only a tiny percentage of students, But, the world-wide student unrest is cleverly influencing the uncommitted millions of youths who march in no demonstrations,7 carry no pickets signs, create no riots, participate in no confrontations. This great uncommitted majority are seaj>- ching for a cause to believe in, a flag to follow. Past generations could blame thoir problems on sin and the devil, the new generation blamestheir problems on our society! Youth has been failed - let down, and many feel that they can either withdraw from life, or else lash out in frustration against it. They want to know how to face life, how to find the meaning and purpose they arc seeking. Since childhood, youth has been taught a doctrine of permissiveness - what is right and wrong, which rules and laws should be obeyed and which can be flouted. Young people today need - and want - a. moral code that spells out, in concrete terms, what is eternally right and forever wrong. They want parents and a society that will set an example; then they will not mind following rules and regulations. But, when they sec teachers brawl­ ing in demonstrations, parents scandalizing, and clergymen defying the lav/ and encouraging civil disobedience, then the psychological and moral effects are devastating. They ask, ”If older people don’t respect law and order, why should we?” .There is nothing that more plainly, distinguishes modem youth than its search for causes to complain. The most visible response by young people to . their inner urge for a cause, has been vigorous activism on behalf of civil rights, racial prejudice, peace, and educational reform - lately degenerating into violence and contrived confrontation. They need a cause to make them better men, who can be trusted to m&kc a better world. They arc awaiting the call of a cause, big enough - and noble enough - to challenge their idealism. The older generation has, also, failed to supply the young with a creed in which they can believe and follow. It has failed in home, school and church - t where firm faith and strong character should be formed. Modern education is equally at fault. School, preparing the child for life, is implicit, in that the student does not know, or realize that the school is a vocationally orient­ ed institution. Our University is not really one of research and scholarship, but one of preparation for a vocation - due to insufficient funds for develop­ ment. Schools try to teach youth everything - from history and maths to sex and drugs, but it is almost impossible to know ’’everything about everything.” This leads to specialization in school and university courses. Cynics say that a person who ’’specializes” knows ’’everything about nothing.” By the same token, those who ’’generalize” prbbably will know ’’nothing about everything”!! What can youth do? The colution is that youth needs a personal faith that is challenging and life changing. Where the answer for this faith is to be found , no-one knows - not even the rebels, themsthemselves, e 1ve s, knowknow!! However, they will continue searching and blaming society for their problems, and so, in my opinion, it is up to society to find the answer.

SECOND PRIZE KAREN WEAVER 4P A BED OP MOSS I Phi lip was exhausted. He had run all the way from the house to this meadow, and was now sweating like a horse. He threw himself down in the shade of a huge oak tree. A light breeze played over his overheated face, causing the perspiration on his forehead to evaporate. He looked up at the azure of a cloudless sky showing between the dancing leaves. It was still and hot, though not stifling. The heat, however, held a promise to increase towards noon. Philip concentrated on nothing. Then, for no reason, the boy’s scattered thoughts crystallized into a form which surprised him. This subject was that of Angelica, his mother, Her calm, smooth face and golden hair came vividly and poignantly to PhiJ-ip. She had died 17.70 years before, of typhoid fever. At fifteen, Philip had thought the world of her; he had always been so proud of his mother, especially that beautiful hair. How it had hurt when they cut it all off because of the fever. Philip had saved a lock of it, and after his mother had died, he stole in and took the locket from around her neck. Later, he put a bit of the hair into it. All this Philip remem­ bered; as. his-thoughts went on, he unconsciously touched that same locket, which he wore around his neck. Philip lay there under the tree, musing and reminiscing. He had fallen into a deep reverie, when a chill swept through his lean, boyish figure. His eyes opened and Philip stared straight upward. There was no change in the tree, the cloudless sky, but only in himself, and now apprehension grew with­ in him. Sensing something strange, ho closed his eyes again, and finallysat up. When ho re-opened his eyes, ho gasped aloud, so startling was the scene. There, in front of his very eyes, stood his mother.

Angelica was clothed in a delicate, white, flowing robe. Her flaxen tresses were just as silky and long as they had been before the fever. Des’jbite her human appearance, Philip sensed a. transparency about her; she had an aura of no substance. He resisted an impulse to reach out and touch her, and just sat there. Finally, he spoke.

’’Mother, w-what arc you doing here? Y-you’re supposed to be II Philip couldn’t say it.

’’Pead?” She finished his sentence easily. She smiled vaguely. ”1 am. it

’’But, you’re here J” he cried; confusion showed plainly on his face. Angelica sat down be ide her son.

”I’ve always been here, waiting for you to come. And you same, just as I knew you would. I-m glad you’re here, Phil.” She finished softly, putting her arm around his shoulders.

”Is this the only place I can can sec. you?” Philip whispered, awed by her nearness.

Angelica seemed delighted in his interest, ”0h no, you can see me in most any quiet, beautiful spot, The brook is one of my favourites. I al- ways loved it, even when I was alive,” She spoke this last word with some degree of distaste. At her tone, Philip looked up at her , bewildered.

’’You see, I didn’t want to die. I loved life, and couldn’t bear the thought of eternal sleep. Then I caught typhus and I knew I’d never live through it. As I grew weaker, I began to realize that I hod nothing to fear. Now I know; life isn’t half so beautiful as death. Death is so, so calm. No pain, no trouble or fights. Everyone is equal and free I You can do anything you like , even see living persons. Sometimes I feel so sorry for you living beings, Life is- so complicated and death is just the opposite! I wish more living persons understood that; then they wouldn’t fear death. At any rate, I’m so glad I can finally tell someone, especially someone like you, Philip dear. You always understood- me.” At that moment, Philip was not so sure he did understand. Her strange speech bewildered him.

They sat pleasantly in the shade for some time, until Angelica stood up. ’’I’m afraid I have to go now.”

’’Will I see you tomorrow?” Philip inquired anxiously.

’’Maybe,” she replied vaguely., ’’Good-bye, dear.” Angelica bent down and kissed her son on the forehead, A_ chill swept through the boy, seeming to freeze his very soul. Philip sank back to the ground, and lay there for sogie time. He then sat up, rubbing his eyes and wondered uncertainly if he might have been asleep. He shuddered involuntarily. A little later, Philip stood up and stretched, then walked back to the house. He was subdued for the rest of the day, walking about as if in a drcam. At supper he ate so little in contrast with his usually large appet- ■ ite, his father sent him to bed with a couple of aspirin and a hot water bottle. Philip fell asleep quickly. That night, Angelica some to her son. Although he spoke with her, ho was not really awake. The next morning, Philip remembered nothing of this conversation, except for his mother’s parting words: "Above all, Phil dear j don’t be afraid of death.” These words sounded in his head all morning. In the afternoon, Philip decided to go to the brook in search of the dead woman who did not really seem dead. He looked forward to their meet­ ing, and yet, it filled him with a strange dread. There was something in­ tangibly cold and terrible about his mother, and it frightened and repelled him. Nevertheless, Philip set out for the brook.

When he reached a shaded, mossy place, he sat down to await Angelica’s arrival. For some reason, Philip sensed that she would come to this place if she oamc at all. He had only been there for a little while, when he turned and viewed his mother standing nearby.

"Hello, Mother," he said,suddenly feeling very self-conscious. "Hi, Phil," she replied easily. ’’Did you sleep well last night?” "For some reason, I don’t think so." Philip suddenly felt so tired and confused.

’’Wouldn’t you like to rest?" Angelica asked solicitously. He nodded. "Here, lie down on this moss. It’s so soft and comfortable; just right for a. good nap." Philip moved to the indicated spot and his mother sat down beside him. She stroked the thick, blonde hair, which was so like her own. "Sleep, darling. You need a rest A. long rest." The locket slipped from beneath his shirt and into view. Angelica saw it, but continued stroking her son’s head. Philip fell into a deep slumber. She leaned over his prostrate form, and kissed the paling cheek. "Forever mine, Phil," she whispered in his unhearing ear.. One of the hired hands found Philip lying thus. The doctor noticed sev­ eral marks on Philip’s neck, as if something, a. small chain perhaps, had been jerked from his neck. But other than those, there were no other marks or bruises on his body. And the marks certainly weren’t serious enough to cause death. Philip’s heart must have just stopped beating, he said.

. X‘ x y “REflEM&ER BRNGLKDE^H !" says George farr/son. So does Axv/ Poernomo. AND so do /O MiLL/O/V

L THIRD PRIZE DIANNE JONES 3?

A CRUEL FATE . Mr, Tissued had recently had a light installed in his garage because his wife had asked him to do so? Until last night, he had no reason to turn it on, as the sun shone into the garage lighting it very well. When ho turned the light on, he looked around the garage to see what it looked like with an artificial light. Then, he noticed a cavity in one of the bricks. Not having noticed this before, Mr. Tissued walked over to it and pressed his finger into the hole. Suddenly, about a yard behind him, a trapdoor in the floor opened with a bang. As he had never swept the sandy floor since he had bought the house, he had never before seen the trapdoor. Out of curiosity , Mr. Tissued went across and shone his torch down the hole in the floor, There before his very eyes, was a massive room about the size of the whole house* The only furniture in the room was a table and a chair. The stairs, loading down to the room, were still in good condition.

Having seen all he wished to see, Mr. Tissued went from his garage to the house, turning off the light in the garage as he did oo. He’said nothing of the cellar to his wife. • The following day, Mr. Tissued went to work at his office as usual, only he did not spend his time thinking of his work. He vzas thinking‘of his wife, whom he suspected of going out with another man, and the underground room.

As Mr. Tissued knew the suspected man, he stopped at the ’’New an! Used Car Mart" to speak to him., He asked for him but was told he was not there.

On his way out? Mr. Tissued stopped to look at a. new yellow car. He wanted that car more than he had wanted anything else in his whole life. Mr. Tissued had no idea that his wife had been seeing the suspected man about the car. That night, Mr. Tissuedrs temper vzas high. The next day he would do it. He would kill his wife. The following day, Mr. Tissued waited for his wife to telephone her friends to say that she was going to play golf with them. After this, Mr. Tissued walked casually across to the wall,, picked up the shotgun from its nails on the wall, aimed and fired! He had no fear of people hearing the shot as they lived nearly five miles from the nearest town. He carried his dead wife to the garage, pushed the cavity in the brick, and hauled her down the steps. Having done this, Mr. Tissued put her in ai shallow grave that he had dug when-he first found the cellar. Suddenly, Mr. Tissued heard a-noise above him. It was the sound of two cars stopping on the driveway. Frightened, Mr. Tissued hurriedly closed the trapdoor. One of the cars started • again but it seemed to come closer to him. The engine stopped once agaiiu He -heard somebody call but he did noit answer. I

He recognized the voice ns being his suspect. 5 "There seems to be no-one home. Ah well, we can leave it here. It’s paid for."

"Yes. I imagine so," came the reply. One of the cars1 engines started. It left going down the road. After he was sure they had left, Mr. Tissued pushed the trapdoor to open it. It did not budge. The new yellow car which he had wanted so desperately, had one tyre sitting securely on top of the trapdoor.

MUSIC ’71

TO? 5 SINGLES FOR 1971 1. Kty- Sweet Lord George Harrison (Sold 10 million) 2. Eagle Rock Daddy Cool 3. I’ll Be Gone Spectrum 4. Maggie May Rod Stewart 5. If Bread TOP 10 ALBUMS FOR 1971 1. Every Picture Tells a Story- Rod Stewart 2. Daddy Who Daddy Cool 3. Cocker Happy - Joe Cocker 4. All Things Must Pass - George Harrison 5. Ram - Paul and Linda McCartney 6. Imagine - John Lennon 7. Tea. For The Tillerman - Cat Stevens 8. L.A. Woman - Doors 9. Tapestry - Carole King 10. Survival - Grand Funk Railroad TOP 20 SINGLES FOR NOVEMBER 1. Maggie May -Rod Stewart 2. Mammy Blue - Joel Dayde 3. Superstar - Carpenters 4* Uncle Albert/Admiral Halsey- Paul and Linda McCartney 5. You’ve Got a Friend - James Taylor 6. Riders on the Storm - Doors 7. Speak to the Sky - Rick Springfield 8. Never Ify Love - 5th Dimension 9. Imagine - John Lennon 10. I’ve Found Someone of My Own - Free Movement 11. Freedom Come, Freedom Go - Fortunes 12. Crazy Love - Van Morrison 13. Happy Birthday Rut hie Baby - Me Guinn© as- Flint 14. Smiling Faces Sometimes - Undisputed Truth 15. Ain’t No Sunshine LI Withers 16. Peace Train - Cat Stevens 17. It’s A Hard Rain Gonna. Fall- Leon Russel 18. Raindance Guess Who 19. Won’t Get Fooled Again - Who 20. Sweet City Woman - Stampeders

SOME CURRENT ALBUMS REVIEWED 1. EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY - Rod Stewart. Rod Stewart has the very happy knack of choosing or writing songs with the dynamics to completely involve you. Some of it must be in his distinctive dry throaty vocal style. A lot of it must also go the absorbing arrangements often featuring Ron Wood’s pedal steel guitar* Since leaving the Paces, Rod’s solo stuff is ’light’, relaxing compared with a. more complex, more bandlike Paces style. There pre pictures in each song just as the title implies. The strong lyrical stories, particularly in Rod’s own ’’Maggie May” and Tim Hardin’s ’’Reason To Believe”, the two sides of the single. Also featured on the album is Dylan’s ’’Tomorrow Is Such A Long Time” and Arthur Crudup’s ’’That’s Allright”. A good variety of songs. A good entertaining album.

2. ALL THINGS MUST PASS - George Harrison. The genius of George Harrison is fully realized in this mag- nificicnt triple-setter. Backed by some of the world’s finest musicians including Clapton, Voorman, Starr, Bodfingcr and Harrison himself, it is a brilliant collection of ballads, of gentle sounds and moving lyrics as well as some exceptional rock numbers e By far the most popular song of the set is his soothing classic ”Iv$y Sweet Lord”, But it is lesser known songs which prove to be the best, Songs full of sadness, superb guitar work, and genius such as ’’Isn’t It A Pity’,’ ”I’d Have You Anytime”, ’’Behind That Locked Door” and especially the title track. As the title suggests, it is the passing of Harrison’s former music into slower ballads which suit his haunting vocal perfectly. Also noteworthy is the fact that all but one - Dylan’s ”If Not For You”, are Ho-rrison original showing his great song writing ability. To complete the set is an entirely instrumental record titled ’’Apple Jam” which was recorded during sides 1 to 4. At $11-50, the triple­ setter ’’All Things Must Pass” is a gem. 3. LEON RUSSEL AND THE SHELTER PEOPLE The album tends to be in quiet, sensitive mood led by his versions of Dylan’s "It’s A Hard Rain Gonna Fall” and ”It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry” and the song from the film, ’’The Ballad of Mad Dogs and Englishman". These are songs where his intriguing drawling is at its most inter­ esting. He sings about himself in "Home Sweet Oklahoma”, sings a epuntrified love ballad in "She Smi les Like a River” • George Harrison’s brilliant "Beware of the Darkness” gets an involved rock treatment, making it sound like a much more meaningful song than-it' did in his own album. ' S ' Outside of the Dylans and the Harrison, Leon wrote nil the songs on the album. The single:’’It’s a Hard Rain Gonna Fall” as the top side Dylan’s imagery sung by Leon’s similar drawl backed here by r piano. The-other side of the single is not on the album, called ”Me and Baby Jane”. This is the sad remembrance of his first love, an organ droning mournfully in the back of Leon and piano. Baby Jane died. He’s actually best as a sensitive songwriter.

Y Y y v y y y

w/77? I MISS DULCIE DIXON

Dear Dulcie Dixon, Although I an an extremely . intelligent girl, bordering on genius, and, of course, beautiful, my problem is my popularity is not a portion of yours. What is your secret? (Signed) Where did I go wrong. Dear Where did I go wrong, Uh, Duh. What’s the question? (Signed) Dulcie Dixon.

Dear Dulcie Dixon Last night I had a quarrel with my boyfriend over my bad breath. He sug­ gested I try Colgate but I refused. Was I right in refusing. After all I have my pride? (Signed) Stinky. Dear Stinky, How bad are you? (Signed) Dulcie Dixon.

Dear Dulcie Dixon, I am a compulsive smoker and I wish to give up this bad habit Could you suggest a picture I could place on my cigarette packet that would deter me from taking cigarettes? (Signed) Smoked-upo Dear Smoked-up, Try a hippopotamus or is it a nonkey no it’s a lion uh ,.» un (Signed.) Dulcie Dixon.

Dear Dulcie Dixon, I’ve been elected a prefect at. school. Nobody but my parents understand. The kids at school don’t obey me when I give orders although I’m a prefect0 Please advise me on how I can gain re­ cognition as a prefect. (Signed) Unknown. Dear Unimown, What’s a. prefect? (Signed) Dulcie Dixon.

Deer Dulcie Dixon, Eye hae. a. problem* Eye arm triing too prodooce a skule paypur but arm up aginst unfaro odds and golly gosh peephole say that Eye arm two conservative. Wot kan eye dew? (Signed.) Edta. Dear Edta, There’s always the underground* (Signed) Dulcie Dixon. SCHOOL PERSONALITY

Erica Parkin, who is doing her Leaving Certifi ate this yeah and is a school prefect, has. been an attribute to Pinjarra Senior High School for her athletic contributions throughout the duration of her -secondary education. During her first year of high school she drew with Brenda Pocock for Junior Champion at the Faction Carnival and was Runner—up to Junior Champion at the Inter - School Carnival. At the Paction Carnivals of her second, third, fourth and fifth years, she gained the titles, of Runner-up to Senior Champion; and Open Champion for the last three years. Her acheivements at the Inter - School Carnival in her second and third years. gained her the title of Open Champion. Erica, besides being a school athletic champion, has. gained fame Australia - Wide. In 1969 she began attending Athletic Meetings at Perry Lakes Stadium, and during her first season performed capably but gained an enormous, amount of success in the 1970 athletic season, as a long jumper and sprinter. Her longest jump last season was 19’ lOf1 (wind assisted) which would have broken the Australian record and the World under - 16 record but, as it was wind assisted, could not be EBdofra&d.i 19’ 5i" is. hen longest- jump without wind assistance 9 and this broke-the Australian Junior Record, and the Western Australian Junior Record, Erica is, also, one of Western Australia’s top junior sprinter. During March of 1971? Erica travelled to Sydney where she participated in the Australian Championships. She gained fourth position in junior long jum, fifth position in open long jump whilst the relay team of which she .was a member gained thined position. Also during March, at the Western Australian Championships,9 she gained the State Junior long jump title. Erica’s ambitions for the 1971 season a?c. to jump 20’ and to run the 100 metres in 12 seconds. She is aiming to compete for Australia in the Olympic (lames in Munick in 1972 and the Commonwealth Games, in Nev/ Zealand in 197U* When asked of the ambitions she would like to have fulfilled at the conclusion of her athletic career, she replied: ”T hope to have gained aa much enjoyment as possible from athletics, to bring fame to Australia and to make others realize that sport is vital and important to their lives".

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MR. LUCICH : for his kind donation of prizemoney for our competition • MISS CAMERON : for heir fantastic help, charity and talent in the planning, drawing and printing of our cover. Mrs. DOUGHERTY and Miss BURKITT : for their great judging of our literary competitions. MRS. GRIST and 40 : for the typing of rough copies and stencils which cut down on a great deal of work on our part • STUDENTS : for their wonderful co-operation during the days leading up to the paper’s publication.

MRS. SIBBALD : for her fine assistance with the stencilling and printing of the paper. MR. ARDAGH : for his tremendous enthusiasm and support in cutting down the immoral content of the paper and the way he ’’encouraged" us to do this paper. OTHERS: for their sterling-co-operation especially Miss Clements and Mrs. Cooper. Late Late News (very) or Early news (for next years paper)•••••• On Friday 22th at a special farewell assembly for 5th and 3rd years, next year’s prefects were announced - they are:- Ell, s D. Yun CrockenbergOT Florence Lampard Terry Thomas Eidson Road Lane Kerry Hullo Tulip Tewes Sioux Robinson J’nosie Proctor Topsy Turvey

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