Saltus Grammar School - Yearbook (Hamilton, Bermuda)

Text from Pages 1 - 98 of the 1979 volume:

TRUSTEES H.C. Butterfield, Esq. — Chairman D. Anfossi, Esq. J. Burland, Esq. Dr. D.E.Campbell . C.T.M. Collis, Esq. H.C.D, Cox, Esq. N.B. Dill, Jr., Esq. F.J. Gosling, M.B.E. C.E. Pearman, Esq. L. Simmons, Esq. Chief Supt. W.M. Smith G. Titterton, Esq. OFFICE PERSONNEL Registrar: G. Rosser, Esq. Treasurer: Mrs. L. Lines. Secretaries: Mrs. S. Swift, Mrs. P. Pedr 1 t r An Appreciation, by H.C Butterfield, Roy arrived at a crucial time in the School ' s history. The mid- sixties were turbulent times for education (in Bermuda as elsewhere) both at the Government and private level; Saltus was in no way immune. Although he was untried as an ad pi i r iv_ i p ico vv 1 1 iv_ 1 1 ilia aui niuouau vc a _u vvuuiu oci vc anu u it determination to defend them. His subsequent record in Bermuda education simply bore this out. In addition, what he did for standards, numbers, physical plant and general morale at the school over his ten year tenure needs no elaboration here. HOW he did it (at least from one individual viewpoint) is more properly the subject of this brief appreciation. His was a record of persistence and imme but not of the utterly ' dogged ' variety. By a bl and tolerance, sternness and affability, humo underpinned by dedication to his principles, and tolerance, sternness and affability, humour and hi underpinned by dedication to his principles, he direc and talents of staff, students, parents, supporters and trus maintenance and furtherance of them. Excellence and h the basic foundation — and he did it gladly, often with c infectious pleasure or enjoyment, but always unselfishly I was once trying to explain to an outstanding but eld supporter of the School that Ifelt (in contrast to his scho could not expect to encounter ' Mr. Chips ' now-a-days. I increased tempo and mobility of modern life has hasten extinction of this famous species of schoolmaster, then i must be the ' Mr. Haygarths ' . How very fortunate we all were to t his ten years amongst us. . . . and from Allan Marshall, Old Boy: No one knew exactly how to react to our new ' Head. ' We had heard how much younger he was than the retiring Head (Henry Hallett), and so we looked forward to some liberal improvising on certain school issues. The late sixties and early seventies was a period of change — and Roy Haygarth brought changes to Saltus Grammar, there ' s no doubt about that! Changes which later classes may think trivial meant a lot to 5n and 5h of 1 972. The recess snack bar expanded its variety and operated at cost, thereby allowing David Branco to consume four different chocolate bars a day for less than 50 cents. Taking off one ' s tie after assembly during the hot months was a blessing from above, and being able to wear long trousers all year round became sacred to guys like knock- kneed Alan ' Lumpy ' Hill and Clarkie ' Legs ' Godwin who found the khaki summer shorts a bit too embarrassing. If Mr. Stephenson was in a good mood, he ' d even let the long trouser gang get away with flares or bell-bottoms, (good thing too, because those pants legs usually hid the black loafers which, by school decorum, should have been brown lace-ups!) Probably the most dramatic traditional change noticeable to the entire student body became the substitution of pop music and jazz for the routine piano solo, national anthem or sometime silence during the filing in and out in the morning assembly. Needless to say, students left assembly very much awake and ready to tackle the day. But, more than likely, the most important change Roy Haygarth implemented on student life was interest. No matter what academic or extracurricular activities were occurring, the Head was always there, lending his support and enthusiasm. Rugger, being by far his favourite sport, presented the opportunity of knowing this man away from ' school ' . The class of 1 972 produced the inter-school rugger trophy for three consecutive years, once as intermediates, and twice as senior competitors. The Head and school were proud of the success and this paved the way for mutual self-respect — something which sent Saltus Grammar School soaring above the rest. So this man was extremely special to the ' men ' of 1972. Full of life, conviction, determination, innovation, and in particular, understanding; understanding toward those with every talent as well as those without it — but most important, the understanding of a friend. I guess smoking a pipe isn ' t that bad after all! Mr. R.V. Haygarth ' s Final Assembly Speech: I would be grateful for your attention for some five min- utes — no longer, I would trust. It is a five minutes I ' ve de- voted a certain amount of thought to. Nothing clears a man ' s mind more than the thought of execution the next morning! There are three subjects I want to talk about. One is, that because of the ages of people in this school, we are con- cerned very much with the concept of MATURITY. The words ' mature ' and ' maturity ' , appear a lot in school reports and, of course, they ' mean different things at different ages. One expects a great deal more from Senior Year than from first-formers (when one talks of maturity, of course). At first form level, one is probably only talking about the strength of mind to be able to organise one ' s time, do home- work before watching TV and just getting priorities straight. When one gets higher in the school, one is talking of a great deal more. One is expected to have the courtesy of be- haviour and natural demeanour that help a great deal more than 1 shall here go into. The definition of maturity that I have offered you before — and I am sure it isn ' t the only definition but it is the one I would like to remind you of - is the ability to forego the present pleasure in order to achieve a future good: Maturity. The second point is an obvious one and I am only going to say two things about it. WORK. Firstly, there is a time when all talk in the world becomes a waste of time — it doesn ' t mean anything. I have a number of boys in this school (and I am sure ev- erybody has in every school) who spend a great deal of time telling other people, and themselves, the reasons why the work wasn ' t so good this week and how it ' s going to be bet- ter next week . . . and so on. There is a time when all that is meaningless and the amount actually done is what counts. Secondly, the time spent working usually solves diffi- culties — not only difficulties in the actual subjects you are working on, but difficulties outside the curriculum — and this is my point. Many boys in this school who have problems would find them vanishing if they did some work and didn ' t spend so much time sitting around wondering who is to blame and what excuses to make. Half the problems we have in this age are simply matters of people indulging in the luxury of self-examination. If you have plenty to do and lead a busy life, you won ' t find your- self needing so much excusing and understanding. So work not only solves the problems in the curriculum, it solves the problem outside it. Work. The last point is this: What counts in the long run is how you feature as a PERSON. Face up to a few facts, go back to maturity again. Even- tually, you will be judged by your fruits; as Jesus said, By your fruits shall ye know them. When people judge you — and they will, and they won ' t be wrong to do it — they will of- ten judge you by your friends. A man is known by the com- pany he keeps. Think about that; look around yourselves. Even dispensing with other people ' s judgment, there comes a time when you grow up and have to shave; you look into the shaving mirror every morning and you have to face yourself (some of you don ' t do much of this at the mo- ment and I don ' t really think you have to!) You will nonethe- less, someday, have to ask yourself whether you ' ll do. And, often enough, if you are honest with yourself, the answer is No, I won ' t, not really. The sort of man who says, Oh yes, today was a good day: I got seven out of ten in this test, and I scored three goals, and I heard someone say I was a great player ... I am not talking about that at all. I am talking about what have you given, what you have contributed, what you have done. You don ' t have to give a gift, you know, to give. The senior boy who plays like a gen- tleman on the soccer field; the senior boy who moves around school in the right way, with his priorities right — he ' s giving all the time, he ' s giving examples. The other thing you have to face when you look in the shaving mirror every morning is that you have to live with the mistakes you ' ve made — and that ' s the real test of ma- turity. At the moment, you don ' t. But, as you grow up, you find that you have got to live with the mistakes you ' ve made, face up to them and come to terms with them . . . and with yourself. It ' s a funny thing about mistakes; most of them you can live with. Most of them. I have made lots of mistakes and agonised over them and, on the whole, I have been able to say, Well, O.K. I ' ve made it, and that ' s that — I can live with it. But there are one or two mistakes- which will haunt you. And those are the ones we have to avoid. And the final thing I have got to say is quite different from these three things, and indeed it is the hardest thing to say. I would like to thank those people who have been good to me here — especially the gentlemen sitting behind me on the stage. I appreciate this a great deal more than you do, of course. But when you have grown up, boys, if I can speak down to you a little, when you have grown up, you will value tremendously the unspoken, automatic type of friendship that grows from working with someone you can trust and who trusts you. Such a working relationship I have found in the gentle- men behind me — and I am very, very grateful for it. I also appreciate the fact that this sort of relationship has been in- creasingly possible with more and more of you, and I am grateful for that, too. I do want to thank Mr. Stephenson especially, with whom 1 have worked closest for the longest. And to the whole of the staff — thank you very much indeed for the support and the loyalty I have always been given. I count myself very for- tunate. New Headmaster takes over Mr. James Keith McPhee becomes the new Headmaster of Saltus Grammar School from September 1 st, 1 979, filling the post left vacant by the departure of Mr. Roy Haygarth. Mr. McPhee, with 1 6 years of secondary and tertiary teaching experience behind him, left his position as Head of School of Communications and senior lecturer at Durham Technical College in 1 976 to move to the Bahamas. There he became deputy-head and Head of Senior School at the St. Andrews School, which is in Nassau. He holds a B.A. and a Dip. Ed. from Durham University, and this summer was due to complete his M.Ed, degree in Educational Administration and Supervision at the University of Miami. The new Headmaster is also an avid sportsman, with particular interest in rugby, shooting, archery, athletics and sailing. (He plans to bring his boat from Nassau when he arrives on the Island).) He is married, and has three children aged 7, 1 0 and 1 2. Best wishes are extended from all at Saltus to Mr. McPhee as he prepares for his new undertaking- ■ llltllllltl Man, he lives in jerks . . . gets a farm an ' loses his farm, an ' that ' s a jerk . . . but the river, it goes right on . . .. We ain ' t gonna die out. People is goin ' on — changin ' a little, maybe, but goin ' right on. Ma Joad, — The Grapes of Wrath, by John Steinbeck. Senior School Staff: F. L. Stephenson, Esq. — Senior Master (centre, nearest row) Top row (I. to r.): C. Williams, Esq. W. Duncan, Esq., L.R.S.M. H. Ziegler, Esq., B.A. (Hons) (George Washington), M.A. (London School of Economics) S. Masters, Esq., B.A. (Williams) B. Toms, Esq., B.Sc. (Hons) (Wales) 2nd. row (I. to r.): P. Morris, Esq., B.Sc. (Hull) , D. Morrison, Esq., B.A. (Wales) D. Roberts, Esq., B.Sc. (Hons) (Birmingham) M. Durrant, Esq., B.A. (Hons) (Oxon) W. Hanlon, Esq., B.A. (London and Queens) 3rd. row (I. to r.): A. Pettit, Esq., M.A. (Dublin) D. Harrison, Esq., B.Sc. (Hons) (Manchester) J. Beard, Esq., B.Ed. (Hons) (Keele) R. Gardner, Esq., B.Ed. (Hons.) (Cambridge) Mrs. M. Lodge, B.Sc. (Hons) (Swansea) 4th. row (I. to r.): N. Kermode, Esq., B.A. (Hons) (East Anglia) F. L. Stephenson, Esq. T. Van Zwanenburg, Esq., B.A. (Hons) (Toronto) P.G.C.E. (London), M.A. (Waterloo) moviiY on . . . bon vo yage! This year, the Senior School says goodbye to three teachers: Henry Ziegler leaves to return to the United States. His new appointment is in New Jersey. Steven Masters is staying in his native Bermuda, and turns to his first love, painting ; he plans to take this up professionally and make it his full-time career. Paul Morris returns to England to teach. We wish them well, and will miss all three. Hello! Saltus welcomes three new teachers: Mr. Vaughan Evans ends an eleven-year association with Whitney Institute to join us at Saltus, taking over the Art Department vacated by Steven Masters. Mr. Evans holds a BA general from Queens University and his Teaching Certificate is from Stranmillis College. Mr. Alan Roskilly joins us from Sandys ' Secondary, where he has been teaching for the last three years. He will teach Geography and Economics, thereby filling the void left by Paul Morris. Mr. Roskilly has a B.Sc. (Hons.) from London University, and his Certificate in Education is from King Alfred ' s College in Winchester. Mr. Christopher Palmer comes directly to us from England; he has a B.A. (Hons.) in History from Cambridge University, and his Certificate in Education is also from Cambridge. He will teach History, thereby relieving pressure on Malcolm Durrant, who is to take over the duties formerly looked after by Henry Ziegler. In the mail . . . Word has reached us from New Jersey that Henry and his family have already settled into his fine new country estate. Both he and his family love every minute in their new home, and all at Saltus are welcome to visit whenever they ' re in the vicinity. The snap-shots reproduced here give some idea of how the Zieglers now wallow in self-indulgent luxury; they say there is a marked difference from their cramped accommodation with which they were afflicted in Bermuda . . . News of Former Members of Staff Many of you will be interested to know what has happened to former members of staff since they left Saltus. Here is a short list about those that have kept in touch with the school: Ann Brown (Biology) Ann filled in for us for a term last year and soon won the affection and respect of all of us. She and her husband Norman are the proud parents of a boy. Bob and Dianne Sayles (Physics and Junior School — left 1970) Bob is lecturing Physics and Education at Trinity and All Saints College in Leeds, while Dianne is busy being a housewife and mother to their two daughters. Michael Jackson (French — left 1974) Michael is now teaching at King William ' s College in the Isle of Man. He and the family visit the Island regularly. Mai Evans (P.E. - left 1974) Mai is now a Headmaster of a Primary School in Essex, and we congratulate him on this, adding that we know he will do a splendid job. Mai, Ann and the girls visited Bermuda in 1977 and soon renewed old acquaintances. Paul Galea (Drama and French — left 1978) Paul is working in a school in Liverpool but commutes to Bangor at every available opportunity! He managed to see the soccer team briefly at Easter. Tim Smith (English - left 1977) Tim and Edith are both teaching in an enormous Comprehensive school in Coventry. Syd Harris (Latin - left 1977) He and his wife Stella visited the Island in April and we were glad to see them in school again. Martin Hunter (English — left 1974) Martin is now teaching at The Buchan School in the Isle of Man. James Smith (History — left 1977) All I can gather is that he has been globetrotting since leaving us, but I now have heard he intends to be married soon. Congratulations! Colin Jeavons (Maths — left 1977) Colin is now teaching at Bedford School. He wrote recently to say that his school suffered a disastrous fire caused by arson. He and his wife, Jean, have two sons, Peter and Paul. Len and Ann Cruickshank (Geography and Biology — left 1975) Len has just been promoted to a Housemastership at Dover College where Mr. Durrant used to teach, while Ann is teaching at a Convent in Folkstone. Their children, David and Emma speak with broad Kent accents. They recently helped to host the soccer team during its visit to Dover. Charles Mulraine (English — left 1963) Charles is now living in Leamington Spa, working in Public Relations. His son Sean, aged 12, visited Bermuda recently. Reid Kempe and Bruce Lines (English and Biology - left 1978) They are both still on the Island working the local firms and looking decidedly more affluent! Jeff Collins (Physics - left 1976) Jeff is now working in a school in Essex and is also completing a Master ' s Degree in Astrophysics. Pat and the children are well. Allan Myles (Latin - left 1975) Allan is now a Housemaster at Giggleswick School in Yorkshire and is very involved in Rugby and Revues. Tracy Dilkes, a former B.H.S. student, is in the Vlth Form there. Alan Bestford (Spanish — left 1976) Alan is now married to Pilar who comes from Peru. Alan is teaching near Reading and Paul Galea sees him occasionally. Mike Billington (P.E - left 1977) Mike is lecturing in a Polytechnic in Bristol. Mike and Eileen had a baby boy, David, about a year ago. Roy Haygarth (Headmaster — 1968-78) We were all delighted to see Roy at Founder ' s Day and there could have been no better tribute to him than asking him to open the new gym, named after himself. As many know, Roy is now Headmaster of Liverpool College in England. Our best wishes to him and his family. This superb illustration, used for subsequent reproduction of all the various pieces of publicity material, is the work of Nigel Hendrickson. Mr. Kermode had chosen this piece of art as the best entry in a contest he had promoted specifically i for this purpose. ■ DRAMA 1 he departure of Mr. Galea last September left many wondering what would happen to the development of Drama at Saltus. In the event, the considerable theatrical expertise of Nigel Kermode has introduced a new dimension to the School Stage. His first major production, The Royal Hunt of the Sun, proved to be a most worthwhile theatrical experience. The play dealt with the brutal Spanish conquest of the South American Empire of the Incas. Mr. Kermode employed an effective blend Mr. Kermode gives theatrical tips to an attentive David Judah. Mr. Kermode explains his own interpretation of the script to Pizarro (David Northcort). of realism and illusion to create a very powerful and professional production which left us all more aware of man ' s inhumanity to man. The success of the play would not have been complete without quality actors. The leading roles, Pizarro (played by David Northcort) and the Inca King (played by David Judah) were very demanding — but these two boys gave admirable perfonnances. The narration by Mr. Dave Morrison added to the continuity and provided insight into the actions of the Spanish soldiers. The entire cast are to be congratulated for their fine contributions to the production. A play does not depend merely on David Judah as the Inca King. the actors: the combination of effective scenery, lighting, costumes and sound effects all serve to reinforce the impact of a play. In ' The Royal Hunt of the Sun ' the stage devices assumed great importance and without them the audience would not have derived - nearly as much enjoyment. The Royal Hunt oithe Sun has been praised by many. Mr. Kermode still demands that no credit fee given to him personally, stating it all be given to the boys, but everyone involved deserves credit, for this production will not soon be forgotten. Congratulations! Paul Maddern and Linda Noble (s.y.) The Royal Hunt of the Sun in rehearsal. (Left to right): Young, Parsons, Dunstan and Jorstad. and Poet ' s corner . . , Artist ' s gallery . . . THE PROPHET The cares of the world lie heavy on his brow. His sad eyes reflect the troubles of man. With penetrating eyes that can uncover man ' s soul, He sees both the good and the bad. His troubled face is tired and worn. The skin on his head is taut and colourless. He has a hook-like nose and wrinkled skin. Timeless, he is neither age nor youth. His eyes look out from beneath craggy brows. His hair and beard fall soft upon his shoulders. He looks with compassion over a frantic, unfeeling world. All his teachings can never change it. P. Clift, lb Crucifixion (from Salvador Dali), by M. Aubrey, 4k Dying, by M. Aubrey, 4k THOUGHTS OF CHUCK WEPNER I ' ve got to beat him, Yes, I ' ve got to beat him, I ' ve come all the way and a chance to be top But, I ' m not very good and probably not the best But I ' ve got to fight as though I mean business. I know I ' ll probably lose But before I go I ' m gonna give him a hell of a good fight. I ' ve trained day and night Jogged, woke up early, light breakfast Light lunch and supper. Look at Joe Frazier, He beat him. Do you see, Chuck, you fool, he can be beaten. So what if you lost your last fight? Who cares, you know that the higher he climbs, The harder he will fall. On the other hand, though, if you just Make all the rounds you ' re doing fine, But if you beat him, Wowee, that ' ll be perfect. You can beat him Chuck Yes, you can beat him. A. Van Beelen, lb THE FACE IN MY DREAMS Here it comes again — that hard mean face, That comes at night, when my thoughts are in space. No matter how pleasant, my dream starts out, That cold hard face, wakes me up with a shout. Will it come again? — yes, any minute now, With deep sunken eyes and a frown on his brow. Never a smile on his thin spiteful lips, And his great bulbous nose, just drips, drips, drips! Now it ' s come again — to give me such a fright, A face thats pale and ghostly, with hair that ' s dirty white. His expression ' s an evil one — I wonder what it means, As it comes to scare me in my nightly dreams. R. Stubbs, lb Aged, by M. Aubrey, 4k DISCIPLE His head is large, his eyes are small; On top is naught, below is all. The melting man I ' ve heard them say, A stalactite in full array. For his broad brow shines with the sun His beard slides down, a slithering snake. With age his cheeks have oft been damned The crisscross stitch-marks this portrays. For wrinkled is this old man ' s face, Weathered, tanned, rough. Long ago his massive brain, Forced out the few hairs that still remained. And swelled his brow to a size quite huge, ' til only the hair on his chin survived. And his tiny eyes which are sunk so deep, Could be barely viewed through those bushy brows. Yet, to the look he is but rough. But in his head is wisdom and kindness, The inside gentle contrasts his actions For although he is good he is zealous. J.P. Skinner, lb Hallowe ' en, by P. Clift, 1b FACES Across the street In the shadows of the tavern Lies a torso held in linear synthesis Face like a twisted branch on a beach Rippled out eaten smooth by the rollers of time. His eyes shake the soul As a madman shakes a dead rose. His nose is melting into oblivion As sharp to cut into your innermost thought His hair sways as a skeleton Stiff and white. Mouth like a rag with creases Of youth and happiness And later of age and depression. Ears ever-listening for a reassuring gurgle His soul slowly dying Creeping out of windows of life. S. Davidson, lb LOST LOVE Your wish for love is strong, How profoundly it must be felt, Reflected in your red-rimmed glassy eyes are The last moments of the past — Never to return. The grey sagging skin, Furrowed by dark lines, Expresses the fate of the love that you once knew. The deep frown on your brow, And strong sharp nose, Remind us of your determined but memorable life. Framing these expressions are silver strands of hair, That wisp across your sad countenance. Suggesting days gone by. C. Luthi, lb A SMILE Let others cheer the winning man There ' s one I hold worthwhile. It ' s the one who does the best he can; Then loses with a smile, Beaten he is but not to stay Among the rank and file That man will win some other day; Who loses with a smile. Grant Brandson. lb THE BOXER There he sits defeated and disowned His hopes and dreams are smashed Sweat pours off his body and face His eyes fixed far away Every scar is visible His hair sticks together Looks like rats tails His pride is down He knows he ' s past it His nose is stubbed By fights gone by Every pore is present Like an orange His eyes are deep set He knows he ' ll never Fight again. M. Turner, lb A DESCRIPTION OF A PERSON She was a tall, hard-featured lady, but by no means ill- looking. There was an inflexibility in her face; but her features were rather handsome than otherwise, though unbending austere. I particularly noticed that she had a very quick, bright eye. Her hair, which was grey, was arranged in two plain divisions, under what I believe would be called a mop-cap: I mean a cap, much more common then than now, with side-pieces fastening under the chin. Her dress was of a lavender colour, and perfectly neat — but scantily made, as if she desired to be as little encumbered as possible. I thought it in form more like a riding-habit, with the superfluous skirt cut off, than anything else. She wore at her side a gentleman ' s gold watch (if I might judge from its size and make) with an appropriate chain and seals. She had some linen at her throat not unlike a shirt-collar, and things at her wrists like little shirt wristbands. 1 called her the dreamer, for it seemed that in the back of her mind, she was thinking about once more becoming a child, if that was possible! She used to dream of things she ' d do When grown to be a woman, Beguiling childhood years away With many an idle plan. And now, when grown to be a woman, She knew no greater joy Than dreaming of the things she ' d do If still she were a girl. Mrs. Meant-to has a comrade And his name is Didn ' t-do; Have you ever chanced to meet them? Did they ever call on you? These two people live together In the house of Never-in And I ' m told that it ' s haunted By the ghost of Might-have-been. Grant Brandson, lb Gather round - I ' ll tell ' ee ci telle . . . MITTY VISITS S.G.S. Eric P. Mitty straightened his red and blue tie, arching his back painfully as his slender body was propelled by the enormous power of the twin 6,000 h.p. engines. With re- markable dexterity, he forced the streamlined vehicle into a crisp, neat slide, carefully avoiding the lions as they snapped at his bronzed thighs. He bit his lower lip as his alert eyes caught sight of the oil derrick edging nearer. Preparing for the impact, he thrust his head between his knees and his hymn-book tumbled noisily to the floor . . . Mitty! shouted an enraged Mr. Stephenson, his face showing wrinkles akin to a compressed accordion. Report to my office immediately after this assembly! Mitty ' s gaze drifted from the livid silhouette thirty feet in front of his row as he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. He maintained his indifference by remaining absolutely limp throughout the hymn, ignoring the frantic spasms emanating from Dr. Duncan ' s piano. A little later, he found himself whistling quietly as his feet paved a route along the top corridor, ending abruptly on the office doormat. As he rapped on the painted wood, he felt his whole body undergoing a sudden transformation. He fought wildly to keep his head from being dragged underwater, and he pounded his fists against the flat nose Survival, by M. Aubrey, 4k of the shark, whose jaws had closed around his muscular torso, compressing the wealth of intestine and muscle therein. The odour of his own blood was strong and acrid, and lie felt faint. With his last burst of energy, he thrust three fingers of his left hand into one of the monster ' s eyes, scraping at the flaccid eyeball until all that remained was one white, squirming socket. It worked! The creature released its grip and retreated to the depths. Mitty ' s lungs ached for air. His head broke the surface just as an overwhelmed Mrs. Swift opened the door. His tortured, maltreated body was escorted into the Headmaster ' s office, which smelled distinctly of wet paint. He seated himself in the Headmaster ' s chair. Just as he felt his mind begin to drift, he was rudely awakened by the untimely arrival of Mr. Stephenson. The Headmaster, barking and appearing to froth at the mouth, snatched Mitty ' s lapels with his groping fists and forced him into an eyeball-to-eyeball confrontation. Mitty struggled frantically to restrain from gazing into the bloodshot eyeballs of the senior mas ter. Before he knew it, he was obeying an order to touch his toes and preparing his rear for the Headmaster ' s expert cane-wielding. But nothing happened. 30 seconds passed. A minute. Startled, Mitty looked up, and instead of viewing the awesome figure of Mr. Stephenson and cane, his eyes fell upon one of the most gruesome creatures he had ever seen. Fighting down his rising bile, his mind registered the significance of the mottled green flesh, protuding antennae and twin compound eyes. Before Eric P. Mitty, on this overcast morning in mid-September, stood none other than a visitor from a distant galaxy. As the alien approached, Mitty wrestled out of his precarious position and prepared for combat. The creature responded by emitting a light-ray which obliterated the desk behind him. The brave Mitty was left with no alternative but to flee. He sprinted longer and faster than he could ever recall doing on Sports Day, and he could feel the adrenalin and blood pumping vigorously round his tiring frame. He closed his eyes, feeling his head on the verge of detonation. When he re-opened his eyes, he saw that he was heading directly for a sharply-cut cliff-edge. He attempted to arrest his frantic pace, but his efforts were in vain. The immense velocity he had attained ensured that the body of Eric P. Mitty sailed off the cliff, twisted and spiralled in the air and accelerated downwards at a mind-boggling rate. After what seemed like an eternity, the body of Eric P. Mitty finally crashed on the razor-sharp rocks below. The steel-grey water lapped lullingly around the seemingly lifeless — but still intact — body. Mitty dared to open his eyes; slowly at first, but finally he managed a wide stare. And I trust you will not want to repeat the experience you just went through? , aske d a triumphant Mr. Stephenson, still rubbing his cane with a cloth soaked in linseed oil. Mitty, amazed at the understatement the question insinuated, remained motionless for a few seconds. Then, wiping the sweat from his brow with trembling fingers, he emitted a hollow sigh and buried himself in the traditional upper corridor crush that had formed outside the office . . . S. Bagen, s.y. WHY ARE PEOPLE BORED? People are bored because they receive too much one- sided entertainment. Humans have one great distinction over animals and that is creativity. During the last decade creativity has dwindled. Frequently man does not want to Running for Home, by P. Clinton, s.y. entertain himself, he wants to be entertained. Does this mean creativity will continue to shrink in importance in our lives? I believe so, unless we take affirmative action. Man will have increased technological advancements in years to come and so will have more leisure time, therefore more time for one-sided entertainment. The question is, will this extra time be used creatively? A classic example of one-sided entertainment is television. People watching television receive stimulus from it — a laugh ... or perhaps a feeling of sorrow, depending on the subject-matter. They do not have to contribute anything. People ' s thoughts and opinions are not required and most often do not change the television ' s subject matter. The television turns them from their natural creative instincts into persons dependent upon others for entertainment. What would you do on a rainy Saturday? Would you paint a picture or start a model ship rather than watch television? I ' d watch TV, most would say. This would indicate a lack of creativity. Most bored people don ' t think of things to do. They just sit around bored, being entertained. One wonders what would happen to these people if entertainment ceased . . . Parents have the ability to help their children do creative things. If they cut down the time which their children spent watching television then the children would be forced to be creative. Hobbies are an obvious outlet for the creativity of the human mind. A stamp-album or a coin collection or even a bottle collection can give hours of creative pleasure in the sorting and ' filing ' of the specimens. However, children need their parents guidance to show them how to be creative. Parents could also enroll children in athletic activities, such as baseball and soccer for boys and horseback riding and dancing for girls. There should be Government- sponsored programmes of athletic and leisure activities so that people of all economic backgrounds could participate. Adults are on their own and so have to have the incentive to become creative by themselves. Government can help here also with sponsored activities and educational television. More complex hobbies would do excellently for adults. Crafts such as macrame, woodcraft, weaving, leatherwork, carving etc. — the list is endless. A family project is also a great outlet for creativity. The family would or could contribute to raising some livestock or gardening, building a boat . . . or jogging together for better health. Enrich your life, let your creativity shine through so others may also enjoy a lost part of themselves, creativity! Brian Hughes, 4k ONCE IN A FARAWAY PLACE Stage Directions: Smoke on stage; two opposing colours. Dim figures in the back. GOD: In the beginning was the word and the word was with God and the word was God. The name was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him, and without him was not anything that was made. In him was life, and the light of man and the light shineth in the darkness, and the darkness comprehended it not. DEVIL: I seem quite solid though. Why am I here then — I who offered the world to the light ? (Musing) Got to admit, though . . . guts he had, and he refused. You realize he could have the whole thing sewn up. GOD: I am Alpha and Omega: There is no way to heaven but by me. DEVIL: Gan it, please? We don ' t have . . . GOD: And at the time of judgment the book of names shall be . . . DEVIL: Opened. Good guys left, bad guys right — quick march! Fiery lakes of Hell and eternal burning, second coming the rapture; I ' ve had two thousand years of it. Can we talk? GOD: What is your purpose here? Be still; I know the time is coming. DEVIL: But it isn ' t. It ' s not like it was anymore — black and white, good and bad; I could see clearly then. Now I am blinded by neon glare and corporate infighting and personal revenge and legal lust and justifiable homicide. GOD: The time of judgment is nigh; there shall be Babylon. There will be blood in the streets, and the first born of all the first born shall grow withered and ugly. That which is foretold is eternal and nigh. DEVIL: You naive fool! It is not the way it is supposed to be! Look, I got a guy down — this was a few years ago — one of your guys, a minister. He started prayer meetings in his area and from his collection he bought stocks from one of my assistants — let the people have pride in their homes, you know — and now he is running a golf course and pub. This was all a few years ago; imagine what ' s been going on since then. 1 myself haven ' t been down in quite a while; I ' ve been with the people — your people — trying to clear the mess; make it just good and bad again. I ' ll bet by now I ' ll have lost control if this stock thing has continued. People are no longer Hell material Anyway we have to do something — anything. Please? GOD: And all things shall pass away, dust to dust, ashes to ashes. When Christ comes in the time of the Apocalypse, the old shall be made new, the dead shall be lifted and made young and all shall stand before the seat of judgment. Samson ' s Revenge, by I. Gilbert, 2h Dawn, by P. Clinton, s.y. And the Book of Numbers shall be opened and all whose names are not found shall be cast into the Lake of Fire. DEVIL: Can ' t you see? Can ' t you feel? You who are all things know nothing. Look around you — you ' ve lost control. Look at the religious suicide in South America and we all know that I ' m not the boss. You and I have not faced each other in years . . . GOD: Get thee behind me, Satan! DEVIL: Get thee, get thee behind me, Satan. Ha! Where would you like me to stand? Here? Over there — here? (Points to God ' s side of the stage. Smoke mingles.) GOD: Be silent and gone — gone and silent. You have been defeated and turned aside — go back. DEVIL: No — Heaven ' s pawn? All has changed. Why this creation? This mass bastard with no origin? You started it all, you provided the excuse for all this. You! You! You! You! (Beam on pointing hand.) GOD: Get thee behind . . . DEVIL: Silence. Silence and be gone — take all with you. All. (There is silence, then a great wailing noise. God is no longer there). Hans Jorstad, s.y. The Cedar, by P. Clinton, s.y. DESCRIBE AN OCCASION WHEN ALL MEMBERS OF A FAMILY COME TOGETHER FOR A CELEBRATION As I reluctantly entered the magnificent garden of my client ' s morbid home, I couldn ' t help but notice a mutilated cluster of roses. After suppressing my inexorable desire to retreat to the safety of my car, I found the courage to ring the decrepit bell. A long chortle broke the timeless silence and. simultaneously, the towering doors creaked open. Then as I peered cautiously inside, a huge Cyclops appeared before me. The small, decorous room in which I awoke was exquisitely accented with early eighteenth-century furniture. Then, as my vision became accustomed to the lighting, I felt the presence of another in the room. Suddenly a voice from the shadows of the corner of the room sounded, followed by the emergence of a punctillious butler. With outstretched arms he handed me an ensanguined three-piece suit, which he asked me to put on. In return, using extremely invective language, I told him what he could do with the suit. Completely ignoring my unstately conduct, he continued to comport himself with the utmost dignity, informing me that the family was ' en masse ' in the ballroom, impatiently awaiting my arrival. My fellow lawyers had deprecated involvement with the Count Munster family. But I had insisted these remarks were derisory, and I thus derided their efforts as immature behaviour. Pencils, by S. Kitson, 1b North Shore dwelling, by D. Wellman, s.y. My involvement with the family began with Count Munster, the head of the family, coming to me for consultation in the completion of his application for status. Then there was the controversy over the parking ticket incident, followed finally by the Count having had me draw up his will. This was comprehensible, for the Count had previously informed me that his age had started to catch up with him. But the compunction only began when I received an invitation to the celebration of the Count ' s thirty-eighth birthday. I was compelled to attend this joyous occasion through my wife ' s reassurance that there must have been an error in the printing of the invitations. And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing, Today a civil servant, tomorrow, a digestive irregularity. But these so disheartening thoughts were abruptly ended by the interruption of my not quite ' compos mentis ' butler friend. Some time today, if you don ' t mind!, he bellowed stridently. I rose from the bed, and in constraint, put on the ghastly suit. Then, slowly, I walked to the door. Indecisively, I held the ivory door knob as I stood frozen in my place. Then, at the nadir of my fears, I threw the door open, revealing an endless dark corridor, poorly illuminated by a candle. Boldly I stepped out into the corridor and the cold of its floor penetrated the soles of my shoes instantly. The violent flickering of the candle flame produced scores of illusions throughout. Then, without warning, a draught extinguished the flame, incapacitating me for further venturing. It wasn ' t until after my eyes had grown fully accustomed to the darkness that I noticed a stream of light emerging from under a door. And so I headed towards the door, but as I neared my objective I began to hear what appeared to be the incessant beat of drums. After having finally arrived at my destination, I found the whole door pulsing with the rythmic beat. Overwhelmed with bewilderment I cracked open the door. It was then I recognised the incessant beat to be none other than ' In the Bush ' , of Musique ' s latest album ' Keep on Jumpin . Overcome with the urge to groove, I swung the door open, discovering the Munster family linked together in a train, rocking their way around a huge cake embedded with sixty- eight candles. Thus with the acknowledgment of my arrival, the party officially began. Charles Scott, 4k Port of Call, by H. Taylor, 5h THE KIND OF LIFE I HOPE TO BE LEADING A FEW YEARS FROM NOW As 1 gazed around myself, I saw the reflections of an amazing man, well-formed and rich of mind and soul. The room, heavily laden with trophies and awards, depicted the ferocity and brilliance of the man captivated before them by his own thoughts. His brows contorted, and his face tense, he pondered his position, for although he held the destinies of others in the palm of his hand, he had no control over his own. With a shrug of ' his shoulders, he strode out into the ornate hallway strung with the original sketches and paintings, which had made him the talk of the art-world, and had subsequently bestowed upon him the bulk of his fortune. His wandering carried him out into the lush gardens, sculptured into arabesque shapes and designs, depicting somewhat warped and illusionary scenes. Scattered among the sculptures of nature, were those of stone, which were cut along the same lines of thought. Grasping back into the further recesses of his mind, he withdrew the strand which would uncoil the series of bizarre memories. Cautiously, he strained, and then, suddenly, he was sixteen, living in all the freedom that a youth could desire. He had been an an ' ogant young man, challenging the cruel world to reduce him into oblivion if it could. His self-confidence had overcome all obstacles, and his assertion had earned him job after job. His employment had ranged from commercial art, to newspaper reporting, and each had met with financial success. Soon after, through diligence and skill, he had been elevated to the top. And his sapient ways led him to possess an incredible accumulation of wealth, in a relatively short time. At nineteen he was a multi-millionaire. Fame and wealth had made him the idol of the opposite sex. Leeches had come to his wallet as a vulture to a carcass. But he had feigned at their advances of love, and sought genuine companionship. Even then, his raw temperament had driven his lovers into fits of exasperation. ■ Flis lack of success in social affairs had led him to aimless acts to boost his morale. Thus he had entered the world of sports, subsequently reaching a professional level in both baseball and hockey. Hero-worship had been lavished upon an obscure name, which he lurked behind, unwilling to damage his intellectual status by revealing himself. He had evolved into a frustrated young man with amazing resources and capabilities, but so diverse that he could no longer function as one. He was harassed with demands from every side, and yet he met each and every demand, no matter how outrageous. Thus, he pushed himself to the limits of mental and physical endurance, until absolute fatigue enveloped him. In his exhausted, vulnerable state, the desire for stability had almost taken its toll. He had lusted for an average life, a family, and a small house, and at one point, renouncing his wealth to obtain this seemed a resonable bargain. But, the stronger lust for money, fame and recognition, had pummelled any such ideas back into the endless mazes from whence they had been born. And greed had repossessed its own. Violently he shook his head, erasing all thoughts of the past, and focusing his consciousness upon the pains of the present. Reaching into his pockets, he withdrew a shiny . fragment of glass fringed by gold, and peering from it into his eyes, was a man of twenty-one, with the marked facial lines and greying hair of a fifty year old. With a curse, he tossed the mirror to the ground, and that which had absorbed the vanity of a great young man, and had stolen his youth now lay strewn in pieces, small and insignificant. In seconds, the unique qualities had been dispersed, and in their place stood a humbled man, ready for a fresh start. Mark Aubrey, 4k Gliding Along, by G. Scaff, 2p Headlines of Death, by S. Davidson, 1 b 3. s LOST IN A FACTORY A blast of icy wind caught the door and hurled it against my back and I was pushed inside the factory. I heard with alarm the lock click shut. I was filled with mystery. At the far end of the workshop I could vaguely see the eerie glow of the furnace. I walked cautiously across the clammy floor. A blinding flash of lightning lit up the great resting monsters on the factory floor, their iron muscles shining with oil. The thunder that followed shook the vast engines as though trying to awaken them. For a second I was deafened; as the thunder echoed away, the machines 4! came to life. I started, terrified, as the great furnace pump began its evening ' s work. The lightning played over the vast engines and their power seemed great. The great forklift truck stood with reaching arms as though daring me to approach. My mounting terror was now bordering hysteria. I ran towards the furnace where at least I could be warm. As I ran, the furnace door opened and a blast of red-hot air seared my face. The molten iron poured away along its familiar route and the light from the furnace made visible two night workers to whom I ran in profound relief. P. Clift lb Practice sheets, lost band-folders, a complete section of the Choir changing voices prematurely, organisation of the Rand camp, scheduling rehearsals in the vacation, checking on Scales before the Practical Exams and discovering they are not quite learnt, are just a few of the headaches that make me wonder whether it is all worth it. My friends constantly reassure me that it IS worth the marked loss of sanity . . . and perhaps after a good rehearsal, performance or well-deserved exam result, the problems seem minor — sometimes! More seriously, I am grateful to the Trustees for allowing us to employ some of the instrumental teachers to help with the coaching of the Band. Most of them actually find time to play with us, too, and the efforts of Messrs. VanWie, Morrison, Lopes, Pitman, Frith. Adams, Moxon and Mrs. Pettit are deeply appreciated. To Mr. Michael Adams, a special word of music report, 1978-79 thanks before he leaves Bermuda. For the past nine years, Michael has been connected with Saltus in a teaching and performing capacity and his expertise here will be difficult to replace. Good luck to him and his family. At the Band Concert in May we were pleased to welcome the Senior wind players from The Bermuda High School under the guidance of Mrs Davis and Mrs Doyle. The highlights of this concert were the Band ' s performance of Verdi ' s Grand March from Ada and Graham Redford ' s account of Bach ' s B. Minor Suite. Accompanied by the Guildhall Quartet, Graham played with the sensitivity and professionalism that we have all come to expect from him. Shaun Standley was another excellent soloist at this concert. He leaves Saltus this year with a splendid record of teaching successes, very good personal exam results, plus a reminder that he was chosen by Hamilton Lions Club to represent Bermuda to play in a highly selective 100-strong Band in New York. In September the Orchestra was formed, drawing upon the resources of string and wind players from the Junior and Senior Schools. Under the expert direction of Mrs Pettit and Mr Burrin, this has flourished and progressed in a most exciting way. The Choir maintained the usual traditions at Christmas with the Carol Service and in June with music for Founder ' s Day. The Carol Service was Mr Haygarth ' s last official function before leaving Saltus and I am reminded that much of the impetus in the music here is a result of his support and encouragement, for which 1 am very grateful. 1 am constantly aware of all kinds of support that music receives at Saltus; donations of instruments, money and time are never taken for granted and I cannot express adequately my own personal thanks to all concerned. William Duncan Examination Results of The Royal Schools of Music, 1978-1979 THEORY Grade 8 H. Frick. Grade 7 P. Bacon, G. Redford, B. Patterson, 0. Andrade, K. Hendrickson, C. Dunstan. Grade 6 D. Judah (with Distinction), M. Patterson, R. McKittrick. Grade 5 D. Swift, D. Fitch, J.J. Soares, R. Dunn, J. P. Skinner, R. Amos. Grade 4 J. Johnston, G. Roberts, J. Williams, T. McKittrick, C. Luthi, M. Cave, S. Davidson, R. Soares, D. Jorstad, D. Trott. Grade 3 R. Morbey, S. McMaster, S. Pedro, R. Smith, F. Jackson, 1. Maule, B. Finnefty. (Distinction, a pass with over 90, is only awarded between Grades 6-8) Grade 2 Grade 1 M. Fretwurst, C. Mawer, M. Hall, A. M - Breeze, S. Marchant, M. Field, M. McLay. Jeffrey, G. Brangman, I. Gilbert. Flute section at final rehearsal for Band Concert. Trumpets, please watch the conductor! PRACTICAL Grade 8 P. Bacon (Flute); K. Kendrickson (Flute). Grade 6 D. Judah (Flute, with Merit). Grade 5 R. Amos (Flute, with Merit); C. Luthi (Flute); D. Judah (Piano); J. Evans (Piano); S. Pedro (Horn); J. Johnston (Trombone); R. Morbey (Trumpet); J. J. Soares (Trumpet); S. McMaster Saxophones in rehearsal. (Trumpet); R. McKittrick (Clarinet) R. Soares (Clarinet). Grade 4 R. Smith (Violin with Merit); I. Maule (Horn, with Merit); C. Brown (Horn); A. McLay (Trumpet); B. Finnerty (Flute); D. Swift (Flute); D. Judah (General Musicianship); J. P. Skinner (Piano). Horns, sounding better every time. Grade 3 R. Dunn (Violoncello, with Distinction); R. Stubbs (Violoncello, with Distinction); J.P. Skinner (Violin, with Merit); T. McKittrick (Viola): D. Stanton (Viola); C. Marshall (Flute); M. Cave (Clarinet); S. Davidson (Clarinet); P. Barrett (Piano); J. Hayward (Baritone). Grade 2 L. McKittrick (Violin, with Merit); N. Soares (Violoncello, with Merit); J. Williams (Violin); C. Dunstan (Piano); C. Dunstan (Piano); M. Fretwurst (Piano). Grade 1 K. Flendrickson (Piano, with Merit); R. Dunn (Piano, with Merit); B. Finnerty (Piano, with Merit); B. Finnerty (Piano, with Merit); E. Jackson (Piano). First clarinets concentrating hard. A few horns supported by Redford on Bass. Flutes again A new Gym. for Saltus Founder ' s Day, June 14th, 1979, was indeed a day to remember. In front of a large number of spectators, made up of pupils, Old Boys, trustees, teachers and well- wishers, Saltus ' latest architectural success, the Haygarth Gymnasium, was officially opened. Former Headmaster Mr. Roy Haygarth was personally present at the school to open the extensive Gymnasium, which was named in his honour after 10 years of invaluable service to the school. Mr. Haygarth was assisted by chaplain, Rev. Canon Maurice Wheatley, and Trustee Chairman, Mr. H. C. Butterfield, in the ceremony. The Gymnasium, located on the school field, was .completed in June 1979 as a Replacement for the one destroyed by firelwoWars earlier. Built at a cost of $250,000, the Gymnasium is of far superior quality than its predecessor. Featuring a basketball court of full international size (with the only x glass ' back-boards in Bermuda!), the Gym also has facilities for volleyball, badminton, tennis, weightlifting, boxing, wrestling and table-tennis. Other outstanding features of the multi-purpose building are two full-length cricket nets (which can be lowered to the floor for indoor practice), gymnastic wall- bars and an electronic scoreboard. The Haygarth Gymnasium caters to the spectator as favourably as it does the sportsman. The upstairs Mezzanine floor (covering the changing rooms, offices and store-rooms) features a viewing terrace which comfortably seats 120 persons. Saltus can anticipate a myriad of requests from local sports clubs for the use of these remarkable facilities in the near future! Once again, the school is grateful to the many donors who made this dream a reality. In particular, the school would like to thank the anonymous Old Boy who provided the wonderful sum of $10,000, an amount which was matched by ten $1,000 gifts from the Board of Trustees. The Founder ' s Day ceremony was an event enjoyed by all, and the school was pleased to report the largest-ever turn-out of Saltus alumni for quite some time. The activities began at 4.30 p.m. with Saltus on Display , where Old Boys, parents and friends were invited to admire a high- quality arts and crafts exhibition and view portraits of former Headmasters edlbyine j ®«y4e wr1tid Sam Morse- Brown. At 6.45 p.m., following the official opening, a large crowd was on hand to see the Old Boys narrowly defeat the school team in a thrilling basketball match, which replaced the traditional Founder ' s Day cricket match. The trustees are no doubt hopeful of a similar turn-out next year! A small section of the large crowd of well- wishers who came to the opening ceremony of the new Gymnasium. Construction of the $ 1 4m. project 1: The site has been chosen . . . the initial foundations of the Haygarth Gymnasium are laid on the school field (the area formerly enclosing the old pavilion and store rooms). 2: The construction crew proceed to the designated areas for changing rooms, offices and other internal appointments. 3: One of the mechanical monsters which, together with its fellow creatures, provided a fascinating diversion at recess for several months. 4: Walls begin to reach upwards, moving towards the creation of the upstairs viewing terrace. 5: The massive steel girders, which will support the entire superstructure, are erected. 6: The finished product! The beautiful new Gymnasium, which is the envy of every other school and sporting organisation on the Island. They ' re off! The start of the Intermediate Cross-Country race. On your marks . . . Get set School Cross- Country, January 12, 1979 The Charge of the Light Brigade . . The Senior Cross-Country; (left to right) Charles Scott, Mackie Wilson, Wayne Campbell and Eugene Ball. SB: ' : :« i ' . ;«;  !.«  1 know there ' s a water-fountain ' round here somewhere ... And only twenty miles t go. . . Senior School Sports Report Sport at Saltus continues to develop, and many trophies and titles came the School ' s way in 1978 9. The most impressive successes were recorded in swimming, badminton, golf and tennis, where the School enjoyed almost unchallenged domination. Further successes were earned in soccer, rugby, volleyball, basketball and track field. Undoubtedly, the most important development in the sports programme was the completion of the new Gymnasium — detailed earlier. Although the School saw little chance to capitalise on the new facilities this year, it is significant, perhaps, to note the success achieved in the sports of volleyball and basketball without the use of the new Gymnasium. Since the facilities are now available to the students, it is not unlikely that these sports will soon reach the ' domination ' category . . . Another highlight of the year was the soccer team ' s tour of England and France — and this, too, is covered in detail within. Once again, credit in large part must be directed towards Jon Beard and the many other teachers who devoted time and effort with the common goal of instilling enthusiasm, offering their valuable advice and fostering sportsmanship in general. Before relishing the many successes that this report describes, it is worthwhile to admire these efforts first — efforts which are, generally, insufficiently acknowledged. Stephen Bagen out-jumps a Warwick Academy attacker during the hotly-contested Schools ' Knock-out final at the National Stadium. SOCCER The big news this year was the soccer tour, but that is adequately covered elsewhere. Let it suffice therefore, for me to say that a good time was had by all, and that Saltus (and Bermuda) could have had no better ambassadors than those boys who went to England. Senior: the first XI functioned admirably around Captain Canard Pascoe, who was called upon at times to forsake his sweeper role, and help us in different positions. As such, he finished the season as leading goalscorer. Although missing the ' stars ' of previous years, the team did exceptionally well. Their final position of sixth belies the standard of play they produced. Possibly a breakdown of their results would be fairer: v. Berkeley, lost 1-3. v. Northlands, won 3-1. v. Sandys, won 2-1. v. Robert Crawford, drew 1-1. Senior Team (l-r) (back row): Mr. M. Durrant (coach), G. Perry, P. Bacon, S. Turner, D. Trott, D. Burgess, F. Terceria, Mr. J. Beard (coach) (front row): J. Amaral, S. Bagen, W. Pimental, C. Pascoe, M Burch, W. Campbell, C. Bardgett, J. Wade. v. Whitney, lost 3-4. v. Warwick Secondary, lost 2-4. v. Warwick Academy, won 9-1. Some of the best soccer was reserved for cup matches, where, having beaten Robert Crawford and Warwick Academy, we were very unlucky to lose 2-1 to Warwick Secondary in an exciting final. Colours to: Pascoe, Burch, Wade, Amaral. Perry, Bacon, Turner, Terceira, Bagen, Pimental, Campbell, Bardgett, Trott. Intermediate: this was a team with tremendous potential that should have achieved more than it actually Intermediate Team — coached by Mr. P. Morris, not in picture, (l-r) (back row): J. Wight, R. Ramirez, C. Brown, D. Mocklow, D. Moniz. (front row): C. Clift, T. Harvey, C. Wright, E. Pascoe, V. Chaves, did. The hard work put in by Mr. Morris was not always evident in games, but nevertheless they improved as the season went on and should do well for us in the future. P8, W4, L4. Junior a very encouraging season; although often dwarfed by their opponents, their never-say-die attitude saw them through many a difficult Junior Team — coached by Mr. S. Masters, not in picture, (l-r) (back row): M. Way, R. Hamill, R. Amott, R. Smith, A. Marsh, R. Boyle, T. Mouchette. (front row): G. Chambers, P. Bean, A. Dias, A. Bortoli, P. Brown, situation. Their enthusiasm and growing skill augers well for the future. P6, W1,L1,D4. Inter-House: the house competition was again a very keenly contested affair. In the Junior, Darrell defeated Saltus in the final, but Saltus got their revenge in the senior final when they defeated Darrell. (Above): Wayne Campbell, an outstanding midfielder, shows remarkable poise in this heading duel during the Knock-out final at the National Stadium. (Below): Jeff Amaral takes on a Warwick Sec. defender in the same game. (Left): Join in the puzzle — can you spot the ball which the players are looking for? SWIMMING Saltus again turned in an excellent display in the Inter- School Swimming Meet. We won every age group and so finished first overall, 53 points ahead of nearest rivals Warwick Academy. The breakdown of results was as follows: Freestyle: R. Morbey, 1st (U-13); George Scaff, 1st (U-15) and B. Patterson, 2nd (U-17) Breast-stroke: R. Morbey, 2nd (U-13); Greg Scaff, 1st (U- 15) and S. Matthews, 1st (U-17) Back-stroke: R. Amort, 1st (U-13); S. Joblin, 1st (U-15) and B. Patterson, 2nd (U-17). Butterfly-stroke: R. Amott, 1st (U-13); George Scaff, 1st (U-15) and S. Matthews, 1st (U-17). Relay: 1st (U-13) 1st (U-15) and 2nd (U-17). Medley: 1st (U-13); 1st (U-15) and 1st (U-17). The Swimming Team — coached by Mr. J. Beard, not in picture, (l-r) (back row): S. DeCouto, B. Patterson, S. Matthews, (middle row): N. Ball, George Scaff, S. Joblin, S. Lines, Greg Scaff. (front row): I. Maule, R. Amott, R. Hamill, L. McKittrick, R. Morbey. RUGBY 1979 was another successful season for Saltus. The Senior XV played six league games and were drawn level on points with M.S.A. So, it was a repeat of the previous year, with Saltus and M.S.A. in a playoff for the League title. Now c ' mon lads! I could do better than that — even on crutches! Graham Jack proudly receives the Whitney 7-a-side trophy on behalf of the victorious senior team. Bad weather at the end of the Easter Term prevented any playoff in that term and the game was re-scheduled for the first week of the Summer Term. M.S.A. were well prepared for the game, having had a full three weeks of school-time before the game. Saltus, with only a few days to prepare (due to the two-week vacation), were not much of a match for the well-drilled and determined M.S.A. team — coached by Geoff Bentley — and went down 26-3. Nevertheless, Saltus showed admirable spirit and never gave up. Results for the Senior XVs total seven league games show five wins and two losses: V. Roger B. Chaffee 16-15, 36-0; v. Warwick Academy 20-0, 14-7; v. M.S.A. 0-14, 9-4, 3-26. We ' ll have to do better than this, you know . . . Future seasons look -very promising for Saltus, as some talented players are coming up into the 13-16 years age range. The Junior teams continued to impress with their lively, enthusiastic approach to the game. The ' A ' team stayed undefeated and retained the League, while the ' B ' team continued to impress, despite the lack of competition. We have some excellent ball handlers in these groups as well as very strong runners in Dickinson, Joblin and Scaff. The Annual Seven-a-Side Tournament at Whitney proved that Saltus is still the top school by winning two out of three age-groups. The Under-15 team looked very good and played with real determination in the final. The Senior team were once again faced with M.S.A. in the final, but this time came through victorious. The Under- 13 team, I thought, showed the greatest effort and enthusiasm, both in training and on the field. Unfortunately, at this age, size is an important factor and the Saltus team was mostly overcome by the size and power of their opponents, teams which relied on one or two of their big runners to win the game. Stuart Joblin ' s height and strength fell greatly to the advantage of his team on many occasions during the season. Congratulations to all those who took part in this year ' s competitions; next season should prove to be another successful season as we have a lot of talent at Junior and Intermediate levels. Brian Toms. Rowan McKittrick had an outstanding season as scrum-half. Wayne Campbell played a large part in helping the seniors capture the crown at the Whitney Sevens. 5« II The Senior Rugby 7-a-side team — coached by Mr. B. Toms, not in picture, (back row) (l-r): G. Redford, H. Jorstad, B. Patterson, G. Jack, B. Leitch; (front row): R. McKittrick, W. Campbell. Tired — but happy — winners. GOLF Undoubtedly, this has been a most successful year at Saltus for Junior Golf. Interest in the sport has grown steadily as a result of the boys ' participation in the many tournaments organised by the B.G.A. and the added incentive of a Merit Awards Scheme which was introduced this year. At last we have boys who are keen enough to practise regularly, thereby upgrading their standards to take advantage of the opportunities now offered to them in the Golf Development Programme. Because of %3S The Bermuda Junior Goif Squad: David Swift, Brian Rosorea, Brian Morris, James Mason, Jonathan Ingham and Timmy Brewer. their enthusiasm and noted improvement this year, six Saltus boys were chosen to participate in a special coaching scheme to prepare them for future international tournaments. Of course, it will be several years before their standards will match those of competitors in the U.S.A. and Canada, but with so many Junior School boys now actively involved in the programme, the future of golf development at Saltus looks promising. The Merit Awards Scheme is in four stages and a player must pass all tests at the first level before being allowed to progress to the next one. Each stage is designed to encourage golfers to practise skills and increase their knowledge of the rules. Boys who are unsuccessful in certain skills tests are re-tested after a minimum period of six weeks, during which time they must practise in order to master the skill in which their performance is weak. When players have successfully completed the initial tests for the Green Badge, they are then encouraged to prepare themselves for the Yellow and Red Badges. To obtain these they must play regularly in tournaments, practise skills to reduce their club handicaps and pass further written tests to show their knowledge of the rules of the game. In the final tests for the prestigious Blue Badge, players must display a high degree of competence as well as acquire a handicap of 12 or less. Once a boy has in his possession a Blue Badge, he is then eligible to represent the B.G.A in international tournaments. Although in time the scheme will produce golfers who will achieve this high standard, its main purpose is to encourage every golfer, whatever his natural ability or level of skill, to improve. As a result of this, golfers will derive increased enjoyment of the game, which is surely the main purpose of any sporting activity. GREEN BADGE - STAGE I: Tests for the Green Badge were conducted at Saltus and Horizons Golf Course during the Easter holidays and many of our boys deserve praise for their fine performances. Ian Bickley was awarded the Green Badge and Certificate of Merit for the distinction of passing all tests the first time — a fine achievement considering the difficulty of some skills. The following boys were successful in the second series of tests for the Green Badge — held at Saltus, Monday, June 11th: Andrew Babensee, Steven Babensee, Timmy Brewer, Stephen Cullimore, Jonathan Ingham, David Kendall, Karim Lalami, James Mason, David Mocklow, Brian Morris, Mark Osborne, Brian Rosorea, David Swift, Jose Prado and Sacha Fecchio. The Saltus Golf Club Ian Bickley — First time winner of the Green Badge and Merit Award. Six schools participated in the Inter- Schools Pairs Cup Competition which was held at Port Royal, on Saturday 23rd July, and was won by Ian Bickley and Benson Leitch with a net 60. The low gross section was won by Mark Osborne and David Mocklow on 80. Individual winner in the net division with a 69 was Brian Rosorea. In the section for golfers attending Brian Rosorea — who was selected to represent the B.G.A. in San Diego in August. Primary Schools, Saltus were again successful, when Timmy Brewer and James Mason shared the low gross prize on 94, a truly commendable performance. Stephen Cullimore — Cutting the new putting green. BADMINTON Saltus retained the Inter- Schools Badminton Shield in fine form. Mike Way reached the semi-finals of the Junior singles, while John Johnston and Luciano Aicardi defeated Colin Brown and Ian Bickley in the Intermediate doubles final. In the singles final, Johnston defeated his doubles partner. Chris Bardgett defeated Dexter Smith in the Senior singles final, and Colin and Tim Smith defeated Chris Bardgett and Philippe Bacon in the Senior doubles. The Badminton Team (l-r) (back row): C. Cliff. W. Rowse, P. Bacon, J. Johnston, C. Brown, D. Smith, I. Bickley. (front row): M. Way, M. Field, L. Aicardi, C. Bardgett, C. Hook, R. Hamill. TENNIS An Open-Age Group Tennis Tournament saw Saltus come away with the honours. The semi-finals was an all-Saltus affair involving Tim Smith, Ian Bickley, John Johnston and Mike Way. Tim and Mike made it into the final, with Mike coming through victorious. In the school competition, as expected, Mike Way won the Junior competition and Tim the Senior. M. Way, Inter-school Tennis Champion. The Senior Basketball Team (l-r) (back row): Mr. J. Beard (coach) K. Lambert, M. Burch, E. Ball, J. McLean, C. Bardgett, Mr. H. Ziegler, (coach). (front row): B. Leitch, C. Pascoe, M. Wilson, D. Burgess, W. Pimental, D. Smith. BASKETBALL Basketball reached an all-time high at Saltus this year. The performance of the teams, who had to practice with make shift backboards in the BAA. gym (since our own gym was not then ready) was outstanding. The senior side produced an excellent standard of basketball that was commented on by many. They finished third in the league, and third in the two tournaments, finishing behind Chaffee and M.S.A. in both. One of their closest games was against M.S.A, when a thrilling finish saw us lose by just one point. After the Chaffee tournament Gene Ball (who became Saltus ' first ' slam- dunk ' player) was voted into the All- Star Team. Canard Pascoe was voted onto the second All-Star Team and ' best defensive player ' of the A scene from the rapid action in the Old Boys v. School match on Founder ' s Day. Eugene Ball (left) and John McLean on the defensive in the Saltus v M.S.A. game, tournament. Mitchell Burch and Chris Bardgett also received commendations for their performances. Team captain Mackie Wilson deserves special mention for all his work on and off the court. The Juniors showed a lot of promise and with a little more experience should become a force to be reckoned with. The use of the new gymnasium should give us a chance now to improve even further on this year. The Junior Basketball Team — coached by Mr. D. Morrison, not in picture, (l-r) (back row): D. Mocklow, R. Ramirez, G. Pitcher, Greg Scaff, C. Dunstan. (front row): T. McKittrick, J. Wight, C. Wright, E. Pascoe, M. Way. The Old Boys Team — who narrowly beat the School this year. VOLLEYBALL This was a very successful season. Unfortunately in our senior league, two schools dropped out, leaving only ourselves and M.S.A. We lost both games to our local adversaries; and so it was left to the round-robin tournament for a realistic view of our ability. Some excellent volleyball saw us defeat every school, except one — M.S.A. — and so finish second. Colours — Re-awarded: E. Ball, S. Bagen, M. Wilson, B. Leitch. New awards: C. Bardgett, T. Smith, C. Smith, G. Perry, K. Wight At a junior level we were even more successful. Hard work at training sessions and resultant excellent TRACK FIELD Interschool Saltus again did well in the inter- school meet. This year we had 34 finalists. The most notable performance was that of Romano Ramirez who, in winning the intermediate pole vault, broke the record at both intermediate and senior level. J. Beard. Sports Day An afternoon deluge on the first day forced Sports Day to be held over two days; despite this a very competitive meet ensued. The result was in the balance until the last relay, when Darrell just pipped Watlington for first place. Overall Junior winner was Patrick Mackie Wilson — Overall Champion. Mm illk mm The immensely successful Junior team (l-r) (back row): Mr. J. Beard (coach), D. Mocklow, W. Crawford, C. Dunstan, G. Pitcher, (front row): T. McKittrick, R. Doughty, J. Wight, C. Wright, D. Moniz. teamwork saw the team win all of their games, and therefore, their league and the round-robin. At inter-house level, the new gym was a perfect setting for an excellent Butterfield v Darrell senior house play- off, Butterfield being the eventual victor. The junior competition was won by Saltus house. Mm CRICKET This was not the best season in terms of results, for both Senior and Junior teams. But, both teams showed improvement as the season went on and thus there is great promise for the future. 1st XI: P5, W2, L3. This year ' s was a young squad, nine of which will still be available next year. Although beaten three times, they made a real fight of it in every game. In the two games they won they showed their true potential, skittling one team out for only 36 runs. Junior XI: P5, L5. A disappointing year for these boys in that they did not manage to win a game, but for many this was their first season of cricket and so theycannot be judged harshly. As the season went on they improved immensely. Their bowling and fielding was commendable, but was often let down by their batting — a problem The Senior Team (l-r) (back row): Mr. J. Beard (coach), D. Burgess, T. McKittrick, G. Perry, W. Campbell, (front row): N. Parsons, C. Wright, D. Smith, E. Pascoe, J. Amaral. from which the first XI also suffered. Hopefully the new indoor net facility will improve this weakness for next season. The Junior Team (l-r) (back row): Mr. D. Harrison (coach), T. Harvey, M. Breeze, A. Dias, I. Bailey, D. Swain, D. Benevides, R. Amott. (front row): C. Swan, B. Chaves, C. Clift, P. Bean, K. Lalami. The glittering array of trophies — the spur to win ' for every individual competitor. Bean, Intermediate winner was Danny Stovell, Senior champion was Mackie Wilson, and the Senior Year victor was Kevin Lambert. A ! Chris Bardgett en route to winning the Long Jump. George Pitcher prepares to unleash the javelin. Results in detail are listed following. No report is complete without thanks to all the staff who so unselfishly give up their time to help the sports programme; without them the success of this year, and the learning that has occurred, would not have been possible. J. Beard. Darrell House came in first in the Junior Relay. Nicholas Ball in fine form in the Pole Vault. Lyndon Smith in the High Jump. A mighty effort in putting the shot. Of course, there are those who believe in visual participation only . . . These two pictures illustrate dramatically the tremendous intensity of competition to take the Pole Vault title — left is Mackie Wilson, right is Brian Patterson. Bill Crawford did not seem sure at one . . . on the other hand, Kevin Lambert point whether he was required to go knows where it ' s at — he ' s even got time under or over the bar ... to wave to the spectators! Going all-out in the 400m Such strenuous effort seemed to be too much for John Correia, who promptly collapsed and refused to § be brought round until a pretty attendant bearing nourishing food arrived on the scene. Battling it out in the 1500m — (left to right): Rowan McKittrick, Wayne Campbell and I Mackie Wilson. X Romano Ramirez edges out Chris Wright in the Inter- mediate 400m final. Dwayne Trott beats Eugene Ball in the 100m preliminary before going on to win the final. Sports Day results Junior 100 metres : 1st, P. Bean (S), S. Symonds (D) 14.0 sec 200 metres : 1st, D. Swift (D) 31.8 sees. 400 metres : 1st, P. Bean (S) 1:10.8. 800 metres : 1st, A. Dias (S) 2:46.1. 1500 metres : 1st, A. Dias (S) 5:42.8. 3000 metres : 1st, T. O ' Leary (W) 12:37.8. Pole Vault : 1st, P. Burgess (W) 1.80m. Long Jump : 1st, A. Bortoli (W) 4.57m. Triple Jump : 1st, P. Bean (S) 9.59m. High Jump : 1st, R. Amott (W) 1.34m. Discus : 1st, D. Swift (D) 32.92m. Javelin : 1st, A. Bortoli (W) 22.60m. Shot Putt : 1st, I. Maule (B) 7.08m. Relay : 1st, Darrell House. Andrew Dias, winner of the 800m and 1500m Junior races. (Right): Danny Stovell — winner of the Intermediate section. (Below): Mackie Wilson — victor of the Senior section. 0, 100 metres 200 metres 400 metres 800 metres 1500 metres 3000 metres Pole Vault Long Jump Triple Jump High Jump Discus Javelin Shot Putt Relay 100 metres 200 metres 400 metres 800 metres 1500 metres 3000 metres Pole Vault Long Jump Triple Jump High Jump Discus Javelin Shot Putt Relay Intermediate : 1st, D. Stovell (W) 12.6 sees. : 1st, D. Stovell (W) 26.0 sees. : 1st, R. Ramirez (B) 1:01.9. : 1st, D. Stovell (W) 2:29.3 : 1st, G. Scaff (W) 5:16.3. : 1st, M. Patterson (D) 12:08.4. : 1st, C. Wright (S) 2.00m. : 1st, R. Ramirez (B) 5.84m. : 1st, J. Williams (W) 10.53m. : 1st, L. Smith (W) 1.63m. : 1st, L Smith (W) 39.66m. : 1st, G. Pitcher (W) 38.28m. : 1st, L. Smith (W) 10.84m. 1st, Watlington House. Senior : 1st, D. Trott (D) 12.6 sees. : 1st, K. Lambert (B) 26.7 sees. : 1st, P. Bacon (D) 1:00.8. : 1st, M. Wilson (D) 2:25.4. : 1st, M.Wilson (D) 5:11.0. : 1st, M.Wilson (D) 11:38.8. : 1st, M. Wilson (D) 2.92m. : 1st, C. Bardgett (S) 5.70m. : 1st, D. Trott (D) 11.64m. : 1st, K. Lambert (B) 1.77m. : 1st, G. Jack (W) 32.66m. : 1st, S. McPhee (D) 40.45m. : 1st, D. Leitch (S) 10.89m. : 1st, Butterfield House. Soccer team ' s 1979 tour On Thursday, March 22, 1979, 17 boys and two masters set out on a 16 day tour to Europe. Many of the boys were too excited to sleep during the seven-and-a-half-hour flight! Yours truly and Mackie Wilson had the opportunity of flying in the cockpit, engaged in an interesting conversation with the captain and engineer. We arrived at Heathrow Airport at approximately 10.30 a.m.. setting off for Lads Club in Hereford shortly afterwards, where we stayed for the next two days. The Saturday was denoted as the sightseeing day, when we met Cyrille Regis of West Bromwich Albion Football Club and saw an exciting First Division match between Aston Villa and Tottenham Hotspur. Sunday marked the start of a hectic four days of soccer. The first game, against Pegasus Youth Club, was played on a field with four inches of mud from comer to comer. The field was more like a skating rink, with everyone slipping and sliding. Saltus emerged as 3-1 victors, thus starting off the tour successfully. The next day we went to Bulmer ' s Cider Mill for a very entertaining and educational visit. Our second game was played against Mr. Beard ' s old school. They scored in the first 30 seconds, but we managed to hold our heads high and come away with a 4-3 victory. I picked up an injury in this game, which put me out of action for the next three games. Our luck worsened in the next two games. We lost to Millfield School 5-0, a game in which we were outplayed in every department. We then lost to Lads Club 4-1 in a game where we could have beaten them. These last two losses were said to have occurred because Queen Elizabeth School threw a disco for us and those girls managed somehow to sap away all our strength. The next four days were spent in London as days of rest. We really needed them. We sure had missed Mitchell Burch who had to leave us suddenly in Bromyard. At the Tavistock Hotel, Bermudian boys started to read a lot, even in the bathtub! At London we visited Wembley Stadium, Lords cricket ground, Madame Tussaud ' s Wax Museum, various movie theatres, skating rinks and Regents ' Park Zoo. We set out for Dover on Sunday, lApril, arriving at ap- proximately 345 p.m. and spending a quiet evening with our hosts. During the next game, we showed what those five days of rest had done for us. We completely annihilated a Dover Grammar School side 7-2. We don ' t deserve that much credit, because the boys were one or two years young- er than us. That evening, we were honoured by the Mayor of Dover at a civic reception, with 70 guests in attendance. On the next day, it snowed. This was the first time that many of the boys had seen snow. We proceeded to a coal- mine, with many finding it a darkening experience. The day after, we took a Hovercraft to France, and played in a very physical game that ended in a IT draw. We owed the Playing conditions were often I Atrip highlight 1 . . . the ball streaks towards the net Jj in the exciting First jj Division match I between Aston 1 Villa and 1 Tottenham Hotspur. match to Dexter Smith, who pulled off a spectacular penalty save. We went back to England on a fer- ry, where again the boys met girls, girls, girls and more girls. Our next game was undoubtedly the best of the tour, with both teams evenly matched. Sal- tus had a slight edge throughout most Mackie Wilson and George Pit- cher meet Cyiille Reggis of West Brom. of the game, but a controversial off- side goal saw the Archer ' s Court play- ers emerge victorious, by the score of 1-0. The final game was played under floodlights against a Dover school ' s se- lect. The entire game was played in the rain, and again Saltus went down 3-2. The Dover F.C. gave us a reception that night in which all of us were Wish you were here? presented with plaques. At the disco which followed, many of the boys were left speechless! The tour ended on a happy note, with many of the boys realizing differ- ent playing situations, and trying to command them. On the whole, the tour was very successful and a valu- able experience for all present. So, on behalf of all of the boys who went on the tour, I would like to thank Mr. Beard and Mr. Durrant for going through a year and a half of prepara- tions for those two great weeks. Three cheers for them both . . . Hip, Hip, Horray! Hip, Hip, Hooray! Hip, Hip, Hooray! Eugene Ball (s.y.) ill The murky dark- ness of this photo of one of the tour ' s games is more a comment on the English Easter weather than the abilities of the photo- grapher. Bcrruaa Saltus Grsmnaf Stf-OQl fomball ream. tf?Jr, w-fh ?.{. Beard on fUe first scKk ;c .l lO.ir rif frn -nnd ,;o,a ti;..: Sf -yanj If the trip didn ' t make page one of The Royal Gazette, at least we made the inside pages of an Eng- lish paper! This complimentary note came in the mail to the School . . . ' Alandor ' Sommersall Rd. Smiths. 11th April 1979. Dear Mr. Stephenson, We would like to thank Mr. Beard and Mr. Durrant for organising such a worthwhile trip to England for the school soccer team during the Easter holidays. Their hard work and good organisa- tion are worthy of praise and we are grateful to them both. Yours sincerely, Mr. Mrs. Jackie Bacon. A reflective moment during the tour . . ' . the team paid their respects at the grave of Adrian Poole. Saltus Senior Prefects 1 978 79 Senior Prefect — Stephen Bagen. Senior Prefect — Ken Vickers. Fifth form Prefects(L to R) (Front row): P. Bacon, K. Winter, G. Redford, W. Pimental, J. Correia, C. Bardgett. (Back row): M. Burch, B. Patterson, S. Standley, S. DeCouto, C. Pascoe. Not in picture — S. Pitcher and M. Wilson. ' Behind the scenes ' in the prefects ' room: It is not generally realised, but those forbidding figures who stand at the school gates grimly filling out late detention punishments are actually capable of human behaviour, as these candid pictures illustrate: I v Eating his words? The imaginary fatigue board which every prefect would dearly have loved to fill out in reality Sit down and ante-up! May the power of Punk be with you! The ultimate deterrant . Music hath charms Cooling out So, why should I smile for the birdie? Jm ft — 1 Senior Year 1978 79: Facts and Figures: Senior Year 1 978-79 was the largest class ever — almost too large to cope with effectively. In five years it has gone from 16 to 48 students and there were over 80 applications for the 40 places next year. Obviously, the programme is a success. College admissions continued to improve with Ontario universities taking many if not all of the students who have applied this year. In the United States, students continued to win scholarships from the universities. Stephen Bagen was top in this area as he won over $12,500. David Evans will be the first Senior Year student who will actually mat- riculate at an Ivy League University. At the same time, a number of students were admitted to the second year of university in the Maritime Provinces. All this bodes well for the future of the programme. Financial aid was gratifyingly large. Local Teacher Train- ing Scholarships were won by Gina Alban and Linda Noble. Dwayne Lewis received a $2500 award from Hope- well International. They continue to be very generous to Senior Year students. Through the efforts of the trustees and the kindness of friends of Saltus another $8500 was given out to students. The top award, donated by Manchester Liners Ltd., and worth $2500 per year for three years was awarded to Graham Jack. The total amount of financial aid from all sources was indeed impressive. However, there will be a continued need to find funds so that we can en- sure that all Senior Year students who deserve financial aid can attend university. As always, credit is due to all the teachers who, through their efforts, have assured the success of the students, not only on the A.P. exams, but, more importantly, when they go to university. Gay Wendes, making sure that the admin- istrative details of Senior Year were carried out smoothly, also must be mentioned. Somehow we ' ve all survived or l how , my car something about ggfijZi what it is (over 80 only embarrass Bill Jean individ ual tHnS W °jtds limitations in pt ffiX mind masses: crying in the end wrtb fun like remember men Remember when . . . D.A. took a wrong turn and struck a Volks. The physics class didn ' t know .what Coles law was. MJ. looked to see if the wind was chang ing. J.S. exposed herself to K.V. one rainy day. Numerous honour students pleaded for the return of the Snuffs . T.S. sat down with a great bang on Sports Day. J. A. and D.A. were seen arm and arm (or should we say leg and leg) at the Ag. Show. LP. made chocolate soup in Cookery class. D.H. had too much bubbly at New Year ' s. K.M. made a cake??!! for J.M. Mr. H.Z. lost his car at the Christmas party. K.B. stood on her head in English class. J.S. entered his English class from the roof. K M. unexpectly popped in to see T.S. in his entirety. Numerous students took the Sex test . ... who got an extra 7 points? . K.C. discovered Ferry Reach was glaciated! Numerous boys were to have scrambled round the Senior Year room on the back of chairs, helmet-clad and all! K.C. rode to C.P.C. with a stupid sign on her back! F.W. got into a sticky situation one library period. K.M. asked who was winning when the score was two-all! F.M. ' s pancake just happened to pop out of his frying pan in cooking lesson. Someone found P.C. in the closet. M.K ' s hair clip fell out (on stage) at Graduation! K B. lost her teeth and then got some new ones! F.W. dropped his drawers the day of Cross Country. K.D. and Co. were thoroughly engrossed in Middlemarch . J.W. attempted to catch a cricket ball with his nose. Several swarms of bees decided to take refuge in our beloved Gibbons Room one lunch-time, only to be exterminated by the ruthless actions of D.E. and G.J. T.M. found H.F. much more interesting than H.Z. one general lesson. S.Y. staged its own milk-drinking contest, which found H.F. suffering from acute hypothermia, H.J. and D.L. disgorging, and everyone else in stitches. — Mr. K. performed Toroddle, toroddle, toroll and outstanding calculations. — Snuffs discovered that his helmet was full of soap suds. — S.B. performed formidable bartending services one boring free-period. — R.V.H. quoted from ' A.C. Bradley ' and ' Dr. Johnson ' . — J.S. set up a P.A. system on Sports Day. — Several students staged a cat photograph contest. — D.E. and friends undertook an Easter Strongbow Cider project. — Snuffs attempted to devour his pen one English lesson. — Several S.Y. boys attempted to be a ' star ' football team, failing narrowly in the end. — The S.Y. Glee Club performed their unique rendition of Guide me O . — Civilised World class made Latin meals. — K.V. continually took untimely rest periods. — Mr. Morrison ' s scooter mysteriously appeared on stage in the final assembly. — Mr. F.M. uttered his unforgettable assembly message: Life is like a shop window, into which some mysterious little bugger came and changed all the price tags . . . — S.B. wrote a revue which was never staged. — C.S. pleaded S.Y. to drop their things at his house before his graduation breakfast. — The Economists came up with the ideal solution to multiple — choice tests ... all together now . . . A, B, C, D, E . . . — J.S., H.F., F.C. and H.J. continually launched lunch-time escapades. — No-one was aware of the sequence of papers during the Economics A-level. — D.L. lost his keys at the graduation. — V.L. spent recess in the Gibbons Room one day (she did?) — J.S. recited his metaphysical poetry. — L.N. attempted to catch a Softball between her teeth. — Saltus 3rd formers found out KM. ' s nickname (Waddles?) — G.J. was asked to remove a beeping calculator from the ceiling. — D.E. attempted to tell Mr. P.M. that H.M. wanted the A- level papers in his office. — Mr. Morris watched (with interest) S.B. ' s attempts to raise the Venetian Blind in response to D.E. ' s Up scope request. — Fl.F. hid under D.E. ' s chair during a wasp attack and Anthony Crosland ramblings. — Uncertainty was created over a priceless (?), halved tin can. — We listened to ' Carry on my Wayward Son ' (once?) — The Physics class turned off the lights on a busy G.J. — J.I. and K.M. failed to find K.G. ' s party (in the rain). — P.M. threw a javelin at the lockers. — D.E. busted open a locked door. — Several boys attempted to hide a case of ' Frosties ' in the bathroom ceiling. — D.E. found out he was delivering a speech at the English Speaking Union in 20 minutes. — C.S. lost K.G. ' s shirt up a flagpole. — We could at last tell who was K.A.D. and who was K.R.D. - E.S., L.N. and M.K. all talked Swedish and no-one could understand what they were saying. - L.S.. G.A. and J.D. organised Green Lantern lunches tor all. - D.W. forgot to cover something with his impressive art- work. - S B. announced she was engaged (Good Luck!) -- A.F. and K.L. engaged in ten-pin bowling on the S.Y. verandah. ! Nominations: 6 ? 1 i Class Extrovert : Eugene Ball Shawn White Class Clown : John Steynor Karen Bull Class Intellect : David Evans Dianne Hall Most Gullible : Paul Maddern Karen Cooper Most Likely to Succeed : Stephen Bagen Linda Noble Most Appealing : Peter Wittich Maria Korallus Most Quiet : Harry Frick Tina Morrison i Most Loud : Graham Jack Jill Stovell First Pro-Athlete : Kevin Lambert First Porno Star ■ Keith Godfrey First Rastafarian Dwayne Lewis First Dear Abbie Valerie Lobb First Forensic Expert Monica Johnson First John Travolta Ricky Lines First Weight Watchers Instructor Kathy-Ann Doers The Three Musketeers Jens, Steven David THE GRADUATES OF 1 978-1 979 Eugene Ball Karen Bull Sandra Burgess Paul Clinton f- Karen Cooper Kerry DeSilva Kathy-Ann Doers Kristina Davis Kathryn Davis Janet Durham David Evans Anthony Frias Harry Frick Keith Godfrey Dianne Hall John Isbrandtsen Graham Jack Monica Johnson Hans Jorstad Maria Korallus ? Kevin Lambert David Leitch I Dwayne Lewis Rickv Lines Valerie Lobb Paul Maddern Jens Maitland Paul Martin Tim Smith John Steynor Jill Stovell Ken Vickers Jheri Wade David Wei I man Shawn White Peter Wittich The splendid Graduation Dinner was held at the Sonesta Beach Hotel on Thursday June 28. A large number ot guests swelled the attendance to a factor many times that of the graduating students, and the whole affair took on a most elegant and impressive atmosphere, thanks in large part to the august presence of the Governor Sir Peter Ramsbotham and Lady Ramsbotham. The Governor dispensed some excellent advice to the college-bound graduates in his well-ordered speech, which was delivered to a highly attentive audience. The meal, the presentations and the speakers blended in a smooth and fluid manner, and tribute must here be paid to the Herculean work of the organisers. Miss Karen Cooper and her aides, who did a fine job. Not overlooked in the euphoria of congratulations, hand-shakes, certificate-presentations and scholarship-awarding, was Henry Ziegler ' s imminent departure from the Island. Personal tribute was paid to his many achievements at the school by the Chairman of the Board of 1 rustees, Mr. H. C. Butterfield. He underscored the school ' s gratitude in more tangible form when he supported the tribute with a handsome gift. He was followed by Miss Jean Myerscough, Headmistress of Bermuda High School, who expressed her personal and professional admiration and thanks for the co- operation they had enjoyed through the schools ' association. After the dinner was over, the graduates embarked on through-the- i light festivities at many of the Island ' s discos — but that is entirely another story . . . c ,ta BEACH n TO , 1 I 1 I Jb b 1b 8 1 1 1 I 8 S. 1 8 I College-bound . . . Gina Alban — Dalhousie, Canada. Joseph Amaral — Daniel Webster, New Hampshire. Douglas Anfossi — Trent, Canada. Stephen Bagen — Drew, New Jersey. Eugene Ball — Daniel Webster, New Hampshire. Karen Bull — Babson, Massachusetts. Sandra Burgess — Bermuda College. Paul Clinton — St. Francis Xavier, Canada. Karen Cooper — Bryant, Rhode Island. Kathryn Davis — Chelsea College. of Phys. Ed., England. Kristina Davis — Harcum Junior College, Pennsylvania. Kerry DeSilva — Dalhousie, Canada. Kathy-Ann Doers — Morgan State, Maryland. Janet Durham — Montclair State, New Jersey. David Evans — Brown, Rhode Island. Anthony Frias — University of Hartford, Connecticut. Harry Frick — Dalhousie, Canada. Keith Godfrey — Babson, Massachusetts. Dianne Hall — Queen ' s, Canada. John Isbrandtsen — Babson, Massachusetts. Graham Jack — Queen ' s, Canada. Monica Johnson — Florida State, Florida. Maria Korallus — Randolph Macon, Virginia. Kevin Lambert — Trent, Canada. Dwayne Lewis — George Washington, Washington D.C. Ricky Lines — Bentley, Massachusetts. Valerie Lobb — University of Toronto, Canada. Paul Maddem — Queen ' s , Canada. Jens Maitland — Ithaca, New York. Paul Martin — Trent, Canada. Steven McPhee — Radford, Virginia. Kerri Moorhead — Bolivia (Rotary Exchange). Tina Morrison — Acadia, Canada. Linda Noble — Queen ' s, Canada. Colin Smith — University of New Hampshire, New Hampshire. Linda Smith — University of New Brunswick, Canada. Tim Smith — Richmond, Virginia. John Steynor — University of New Brunswick, Canada. Ken Vickers — Queen ' s, Canada. Jheri Wade — Dalhousie, Canada. David Wellman — Acadia, Canada. Peter Wittich — Tufts, Massachusetts. Clubs The Duke of Edinburgh ' s Award Scheme: a group of Duke of Edinburgh ' s Award scheme participants ventured into new realms of exploration this year by undertaking a sailing ' expedition ' from the East End to Crow Lane and back, camping out on a small island in the Sound. Other activities included a course in Police work, several cycle camping trips and treks to Ferry Reach and other destinations, and many hours were spent pursuing a wide variety of hobbies and interests. Congratulations to all who took part, and especially those who received awards this year at Government House. T i 1 i i i - J - ; Silver (L to R) (Front row): J. Taylor, R. McKittrick, K. Winter, B. Gatton. (Back row): Mr. R. Gardner, B. Clinton, G. Redford, B. Patterson, P. Bacon. Bronze (L to R) (Front row): D. Patterson, C. Dunstan, G. Perry- N. Ball. (Back row): Mr. R. Gardner, S. Matthews, D. Talbot, C. Brown, M. Aubrey. Chess • the club had a fairly busy year with its forty members participating in a number of competitions. The Christmas term Round Robin Competition resulted in more laurels for Andrade who ended up first in the Senior Section with 22 points, followed by Clift with 19. The Junior Honours went to Chaves with 39 points, followed at a respectful distance by Lalami and Robert Soares. These two latter players are almost a matched pair and it is very difficult to predict the outcome of any match they play. As a footnote to the Junior Competition, it is good to see so many first formers turning out for a game but they must work on their stamina. Too often they seem discouraged when not immediately successful. A slight innovation during the Spring Term was the introduction of the chess ladder, thanks to the carpentry skills of Michael Bishop. The purpose of the ladder was to provide an incentive for the average player to improve his position. I suppose it was predictable that the name Andrade should spring to the top of the table and remain there. What was more surprising was that Than Butterfield has held off all challenges for second place. Quite an achievement. Easter was the term of friendly Inter-school competition and we were most effective here, beating Chaffee with a clean sweep and Warwick Academy twice 6-3 and 6V2-3V2. Chaves was our most consistent player with 3 wins. Lady Luck — or our skills — Sailing • several boys have this year become quite proficient in sailing our four Optimist dinghys, and are now ready to move up to a more widely-sailed class. It is to be hoped that we might be able to acquire some Lasers, and enter into outside competitions next year. (LtoR) (Front row): J. P. Skinner, J. Ryall, G. Brandson, S. Davidson, P. Brown, P. Bryan. (Back row): Mr. R. Gardner, C. Crawford, A. Stewart, D. Fitch, A. Dias, P. Broadhurst, S. Photography: the Photography Club — initiated by Mr. Steven Masters — saw an excellent enrollment and attendance this year. Many of the photographs used in this Year-book owe their existence to Saltus students who are enthusiastic members of this club, and who learned much of their expertise (including the all- important darkroom techniques) in this club. ____ deserted us in the more formal Inter- school cup and we lost to the eventual winners (the Bermuda College) in a rematch, the scores being 3-3 and 4-2. The College has never won the cup before, so it is good to see their name engraved . . . small comfort, I suppose. Thanks go to the Club Captain Andrade, to Bickley, Clift and others who helped with the organisation. I hope to see renewed enthusiasm next year with the possible introduction of a house competition. Butterfield House should be able to win this . . . but we shall see! A. Pettit Think carefully, now . . . Pinhole camera photographs In these days of home movies in colour (complete with sound), instant Polaroid pictures, automatic focusing by sound wave and automatic photo-cell exposures, a handful of enthusiasts at Saltus still labour to arrive at photographic images using pinholes in empty shoe- boxes. Reproduced here are a few examples of work by this method. Yours truly ' , by Clive Hook. Gone with the wind ' , by John Rego luncheon Library ' , by Bill Crawford. ' Front Entrance, ' by Andrew Burgess. OLD BOYS The School is always interested in maintaining contact with, and keeping up-to-date records on all Old Boys. It would be appreciated if the details below could be filled out and sent to the School. If you are an Old Boy and wish to receive subsequent editions of the Yearbook, please write to the Treasurer of the Saltus Association, also care of the School. Name Age Address Occupation Date of Leaving Saltus The one and only, ' by Nigel Parsons. School? ' , by Scott Leman. Junior School Staff: Miss E.M. Wilkie — Head of Department (front centre) left to right: (Back row) R. Walker, Esq. M. Beasley, Esq. J. McEwan, Esq. K. Ackland, Esq. R. Stones, Esq., B. Sc. (Bradford) ! (Front row) Mrs. K. Latter Mrs. M. Pettit, Dip. Mus. Ed., R.S.A.M., LR.S.M. Miss E.M. Wilkie Miss M. Armstrong Mrs. L. Williams Jobs well done Junior School House Captains 1978-1979: (Butterfield): Capt. Steven Babensee; V. Capt. Kirk Marcoe. (Darrell): Capt. James Mason; V. Capt. Mark Mansi. (Saltus): Capt. Jose Prado; V. Capt. Brian Morris. (Watlington): Capt. Marco Zanol; V. Capt. David Kendell. movin ' on ■ ■ in bon voyage! The team that has been together for five years is finally to be broken up with the departure of Keith Ackland and Rawdon Walker. Both are returning to Britain to further their studies. Our best wishes go with them. ■sii pliii| p| Also leaving from our parish, but hopefully not from our midst, is Rev. Terry Abernethy, who has been a weekly visitor to our morning assemblies since 1972. Hello! Next term, the Junior School is to welcome the following new teachers: Mrs. Joyce Zuill: originally from Yorkshire, England, Mrs. Zuill came to Bermuda to be a teacher at Cavendish Hall School in Devonshire. After her marriage and the start of her family, she opened and ran the Somersall Nursery in Smith ' s Parish for eleven years. More recently, however, she has been teaching at the Junior 4 level at the Harrington Primary School. Mrs. Zuill will be taking over one of our J4 Classes. Mr. Peter Lever of marathon running fame, Mr. Lever originally hails from Bolton, England. He received his training at St. Peter ' s College of Education in Saltley, Birmingham. After teaching for two years, he moved overseas to Canada, where he taught for several years in the Toronto area. Three years ago, he and his wife, Kim (who is also a teacher) came to Bermuda to teach at the Victor Scott School. A P.E. specialist, he has been an enthusiastic participant in local sport. He has been a member of the Bermuda Schools ' Sports Federation, Vice-President of the Bermuda Track Field Association, President of the Mid- Atlantic Athletic Club, and was the Athletics Manager of the Bermuda team at the Commonwealth Games in 1978. Mr. Lever will take over one of the J5 classes. Junior School Monitors 1978-1979: Class Monitors — Steven Babensee, Mark Bacon, Thomas Dunstan, Mark Mansi, Frank Okipnak, Ian Pitcher, Chris Powell, Chris Spurling, Reed Young. Head Teacher ' s Monitor — David Kendell. Duty Monitors — Patrick Caton, Chris Collier, Raymond de Silva, Steven Johnson, Eric Marchais, Kirk Marcoe, James Mason, Danny Moniz, David Mulholland, Jose Prado, Andrew Shutter, Oliver Sommer, Marco Zanol. Junior School Class Mothers of 1978-1979, whose fund-raising efforts in the department, over and above their customary supportive help at our many termly functions, have raised the Art Music Wing Rebuilding Fund to over $4,000. J7: Mrs. H. Sommer; Mrs. P. Young. J6: Mrs. J. Skinner; Mrs. H. Young; Mrs. A. Scheland; Mrs. J. Ingham; Mrs.W. Hamill. J5; Mrs. J. Griggiths; Mrs. A. Wardman; Mrs. S. Mello; Mrs. A. Harper. J4: Mrs. B. Bluck; Mrs. J. Fecchio; Mrs. J. Robinson. of the Junior Members of the Committee of 25 1978-1979 Facts Figures: 90 boys participated in the Christmas Card and Diary Competitions to sell a record total of 15,831 Cards and 591 Diaries. The sum of $4,722.97 was collected. $765.22 of this amount was profit from the sale of Diaries and some small donations. Over one thousand orders were delivered. Prizewinners: J4 — Guy Roberts. J5 — Simon Copley. J6 — Daniel Haygarth. J7 — Oliver Sommer. Overall winner for selling the most cards and diaries: Steven Babensee. All the money from our fund raising efforts is now being used to construct a swimming pool with special facilities for Bermuda ' s handicapped children. Our Junior Members of the Committee of 25 deserve congratulations for their hard work which resulted in their making a fine monetary contribution to this project. L. Williams. A Pool for the Handicapped Children; by J6w Swimming is one of my favourite sports. I think it would be awful not to swim, splash around and have fun. I feel sorry that until now physically handicapped children have not been able to enjoy this sport. Kirkland Hamill Just think — if you loved to swim and then as a result of an accident you became paralysed and could not swim anymore, you would miss it tremendously. What would you feel like? When I heard that a special pool was being built I was determined to e ' P Nicholas Glynn Building a swimmi ng pool is a good idea. It is sure to help the handicapped children because they will feel that they have achieved something by learning to swim. Andrew Clarke The Committee of 25 ' s architect, Mr. Graham, has designed a special pool just right for the handicapped boys and girls. It will have hoists to help lift the children in and out of the pool. There will be dressing rooms and toilet facilities that are big enough to accommodate large wheelchairs. Alexander Hunter The pool that is being made will be very helpful to the handicapped. They will find it easier to work their muscles and limbs in the water because it will make their bodies buoyant, giving them a freedom of movement not often experienced in their everyday Roland Lines Soon, the handicapped people will be able to enjoy the water as much as we do. I helped to raise money for the pool and I feel good, knowing that I have helped someone less fortunate than myself. Pc ter Garrod Music Report, 1978-79 This year we have seen an improvement in standards in The Associated Board of Music results, there being sixty seven passes in theory (Grade I - Grade IV.) and twenty-six passes in practical examinations, (Grade I - Grade V.) Although our Christmas Concert was deemed a success, and it certainly was a success in terms of finance especially, I must admit that most of us missed the full scale production we usually stage. s On the credit side, the concert, with carols, instrumental music, and choral speaking, did involve almost every child in the school, and 1 think that this is really important. Music is for the majority, not the chosen few! I am very grateful to all the instrumental teachers and to The Guildhall Quartet for their assistance this year. We are most fortunate to have such help, and it is something which I personally value most highly. Because of the inspiration of The Menuhin Foundation, we can now boast an orchestra which, when combined with the senior school, numbers some thirty-five players. They gave their first orchestral concert at the end of the summer term in Saint John ' s Church. We owe much to Mr., Philip Burrin who coaches the string section every Monday afternoon. One of the highlights of the year musically, was the selection of one of our boys — St. John Dyson — by the famous British organist Martin Neary for the prestigious Winchester Choir School. I am not speaking lightly when I say that this school offers some of the best musical and academic education to be found anywhere in the world. St. John is a very fortunate boy and we all wish him well. I ' m sure he won ' t disappoint us. Jean Glass, a well known local violinist gave a recital in the senior school hall to help raise money for a music room for the junior school — a much needed addition! I accompanied her on this occasion, and the audience, though small, seemed very appreciative. Before closing, I would like to say how much I value the very necessary parental co-operation I enjoy within the school, and to say a very special thank-you to Sheena Hunter for her typing, Trudi Sommer and Lydia Mason for the duplicating of exams, and last but not least to Joan Fingers Skinner for her fantastic emergency hymn playing. Marjorie Pettit. Music Results: Examinations of The Associated Board of The Royal Schools of Music Theory of Music Grade I Stephen Babensee Andrew Bissell Christopher Bra ndson Gregory Cave Jonathan Cooper David Crooke Drew Douglas Peter Durhager Drew Farias Sacha Fecchio Kevin Gunther Norman Hodgson George Jones School Concert, Christmas 1978 David Kendall Andrew Mello Paul Moniz Andrew Munro Frank Okipnak Billy Paterson Andrew Pettit Guy Roberts Matthew Roberts Robin Sherwood Simon Woodlock Tim Woodlock Russell Young Grade Henry Adderley Scott Amos Marc Bacon Christopher Bryan Simon Copley Michael AE. Davis Thomas Dunstan Nicholas Dyson Andrew Griffiths Richard Hammond Alexander Hunter Bruce Lattyak Kirk Marcoe Kevin Mayall John Menge Marco Montarsolo Christopher Powell Scott Simmons Julian Wilkinson Reed Young How to rise to the top of the musical profession! Recorder Group 1978 79. Grade III Patrick Caton Ken Dallas St. John Dyson Joseph DeSilva Raymond DeSilva Nicholas Glynn Graeme Hunter Steven Johnson Ben Judah Roland Lines Kirk Marcoe James Mason David Mulholland James Munro Jose Prado Andrew Shutter Christopher Spurling Dudley Thomas Marco Zanol Grade IV Patrick Cooper St. John Dyson Eric Marchais Practical Examinations: Violin — Grade I Michael A.E. Davis Raymond DeSilva Andrew Griffiths (Merit) Paul Moniz Violin — Grade II Nicholas Dyson James Mason Robert Petty Flute - Grade IV Kirk Marcoe Trumpet — Grade III Scott Amos Scott Simmons (Merit) Woodwind and Brass 1978 79 Saltus Strings 1978 79. Trumpet — Grade V Marc Bacon Viola — Grade II Ben Judah (Dinstinction) Viola — Grade III Jose Prado Piano — Grade I Adrian Fusinaz (Merit) Nicholas Glynn Scott Simmons Piano — Grade II Patrick Cooper Ben Judah (Merit) Bruce Lattyak James Mason Eric Marchais Dudley Thomas (Merit) Julian Wilkinson Prize Winners - 1979 Instrumental Music (Junior) — Ben Judah J5 General Musicianship (Junior) — Patrick Cooper J5 Instrumental Music (Senior ) — Marc Bacon J7 General Musicianship (Senior) — David Mulholland J7 This year, the Senior School Music Scholarship was awarded to David Mulholland. David has obtained Grade IV — Clarinet — with Merit and Grade III — Theory. School Instrumental Group 1978 79. Jean Glass and Marjorie Pettit Violin and Piano Recital, May 1979. Arts Crafts Drawing and Painting do not require much brain power, anyone can paint! I especially like drawing faces to see how well I can draw. I like to shade in my drawings and try to make them as realistic as possible. I like drawing funny characters and comical people. Gregory Lovell, J6w Miss Piggy, by Chris Powell Mr. Beasley gave us all a piece of card made into the shape of a circle which we stuck onto a piece of paper. We filled it up with sand and then wrote something in the sand. I wrote Poco the shortened name of my pony. We had to write it backwards though. We mixed up some plaster of Paris and poured it in. After 15 minutes Mr. Beasley took the card from around the sand and plaster and washed the sand off. There I had my pony ' s name! This is only one of the enjoyable things Mr. Beasley has us do. Graeme Hunter, J6w. In Art Club my partner and I decided to do some Woodwork. First we went outside and collected a short piece of wood. We used a Surform to remove the rough surface of the wood. We had a hard time deciding what to make, but soon it started to look like a whale. To make it smooth we stroked with the grain of the wood. We sanded a few places where the Surform could not reach. When we showed it to Mr. Beasley, he gave us a few tips on how to make it look even better. To our surprise it was put on show for Parents ' Evening! Alexander Hunter, J6w. Nomads, by Billy Gringley. By David Kendall. Russell Young with his prize-winning carving Above, left: by Dirk Scheland; directly above, by Brian Lightbourne; left, by Wesley Harrison; below, a carving by Danny Moniz. By Nicholas Glynn. Time for some stories The Mad Scientist By golly, I can ' t see a thing, said Doc, as his spectacles misted up again. He took out a cloth and started wiping them vigorously. I wouldn ' t wipe them like that, said Dave, his foreman, or they ' ll break. Oh I don ' t care, said Doc obstinately, they ' re not much use to me always misting up like this. He put them back on and returned to his operating table. Now all I have to do is take out this chimpanzee ' s brain and put it into the boy ' s leg. Er, Doc, I think the brain goes in the head, said Dave. Ah yes, good thinking. Doc was trying to make a home-made boy using a chimpanzee ' s brain, but not very successfully because he didn ' t know which part went where. He bent over the operating table for quite a while. Suddenly he stood up straight, Eureka, he screeched, I ' ve done it. They said it couldn ' t be done, but I ' ve done it. Think Dave, think. Facto He stopped mid-word as a figure arose from the table. It stamped clumsily towards Doc and Dave with an evil grin on its face. I wonder if he would let me have a closer look? said Doc wonderingly. I wouldn ' t go near that, said Dave in a worried voice, it doesn ' t look very safe. Yes, it does look rather aggressive, doesn ' t it? agreed Doc. Anyway, safety first, he said as he put up his umbrella. The boy stamped straight up to both of them and started laughing evilly. Then it lifted them both high into the air and threw them out of the window of the shack in which Doc worked. It then stamped off into the woods. Ouch! said Doc as he landed with a bump on his backside. It looks like your plan didn ' t work out, said Dave as he got up and brushed his coat down. I think I ' ll try making a girl next, said Doc, they say they ' re made out of sugar and spice and all things nice. Easy, eh? Til have left before you ever get it finished, said Dave, grinning. Ben Judah, J5w Bird of Prey I flew through the night air, looking for some mice and rats. Suddenly I saw one — i pounced and the creature ' s life came to an end instantly. I ate the fleshy bits and spat out the bones. I was a brown barn owl with specks of white. It was about ten o ' clock as I circled around the moor. I flapped my wings harder and I was caught in a hot air current which went round in circles. I fed on a few more mice and one rat, but dawn was coming. When I saw the dawn, I flew into the barn where I lived. It was musty and bleak, but very few people came near it let alone in it. There I settled down to sleep for the day. Before I dropped off, I heard the call of the cock in the farm nearby. When I was asleep I dreamed of mice and other tasty rodents seuttling along in the starlit night. Richard Hammond, J5w The Reef A dark shape loomed ahead in the raging twilight sea. It was the reef looming dark and monstrous, defying all that came its way. Beneath the raging sea all was calm. Fish dodged here and there through the swaying sea whips. Squid darted after them in short bursts, catching the fish in their writhing tentacles. In this world all was normal. Not like the tempestuous surface world. A single light shone through the spray and fog. It was a ship being drawn towards the evil reef by some irresistible force. There was a dull scraping sound. Two jets of water shot into the stormy sky. The ship was sinking. Screams from the women and children, and the shouts of the men were blown away by the howling wind. The people let down the lifeboats and jumped into them panic-stricken, but all knew they stood no chance against the massive waves. There were no survivors on that terrible night. Since then, many lives have been taken by that treacherous reef. Some day, someone will find a way to avoid the uncharted menace, but that will have to come in time. Patrick Caton, J7a Treasures from the Past Last Tuesday, Mum, Dad and I flew to New York on Eastern Airlines. Our friends had given us tickets to see King Tut ' s treasures at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. They are on display there. The treasures were discovered by Howard Carter and Lord Carrarron in 1922 after six years of trying to find the treasures and the tomb. The exhibition was a great one, but not all the treasures were there because a lot were very valuable. There was so much gold and silver that my friend nearly fainted. The mask that went over his coffin was there and so was his solid gold dagger. He also had those coffins on his body and the inner one made of solid gold. We came home on a train and when we were going through a tunnel we broke down and we were stuck in the dark for two hours. At last, a diesel came and picked us up. We had a nice flight back home. Brian Huxley, J 5m Smiles and Tears Happiness is swimming in a pool. Happiness is fishing with a friend. Happiness is having a nice Mother and Father. Happiness is having a sail. Happiness is watching television. Happiness is having nice dreams. Happiness is having a birthday. Happiness is a granny coming to Bermuda. Happiness is having a picnic. Happiness is going to bed. Sadness is having some stitches. Sadness is having a flat tyre so you cannot ride. Sadness is a rainy Saturday. Sadness is not being able to buy bubble gum. Sadness is having to put away your sister ' s toys. Sadness is missing the ferry. Sadness is not being able to have nuts. Sadness is being at the end of the holiday. Sadness is being very sick. Sadness is when you see people fighting. David Shadbolt, J 5m Christmas Day The bed covers were all messy — rolled and creased as I woke up and hopped onto the carpet. I had a choice of waiting painfully to open my Christmas gifts, or finding out what number of presents I had by creeping into the living room and counting them, but I wouldn ' t care about the stocking with the little things. I knew what they were anyway, the same old junk 1 get in my stocking every year. I tip-toed through the corridor and as I slowly walked into the living room, I suddenly heard footsteps. Silently, I crept up behind a drawer and hoped for the best. As it was dark I had a chance of not being seen, but the idea of seeing my presents was gone. My dad was the one who wanted to see who was after the gifts. However, as soon as he had gone far enough, I raced back to my bedroom and played possum. My father came down to my bedroom, but he didn ' t notice my trick. It was a long time before I could open the unknown gifts, which were sealed behind wrapping paper, but when I was allowed, I had a big surprise! I opened a huge box which wasn ' t as big as another box, but I don ' t intend to talk about that. When I opened the unknown present I almost cried when I saw it — a cassette recorder and a radio in one music machine! I had other gifts too, but that was the best. Matthew Clifford, J6b By Adam Leseur Misery I dread the end of term. It is a time of fear and suspense. I know it ' s only a little obling of white card, but my life depends on it. Anything below a C plus, I am dead. Patrick Caton, J7a. The Storm Heavens open their gates, And their sources pour out, The Gods argue. Their voices rumble, And their fire streaks across the sky, Tears from pain pour towards the earth. The battle rages in its fury, Until a cry and a final blow ends it, 1 he gates close, Everything is peaceful, once aqain. . Mark Mansi, J7s Trie Alien, by Frank Okipnak An Alien Landing A flash of red light hurtled towards the earth. The heavenly night was to become an invasion on earth. A gust of wind burst through my windows and a red light flickered on my face. Then, all was silent. The frogs began croaking, but I was still frightened. I froze as a shadow was cast upon my wall. My mind was in control of my body for a few seconds and then 1 screamed. Running wildly through the house, I knocked down everything in my way. I burst through the door, fell into a ditch and knocked myself unconscious. I awoke from my unconsciousness only to find myself in a nightmare. Ashes surrounded me and I knew this was the house I had lived in. I found a tear rolling down my face and then a whole flood of tears poured down. Staggering through the woods — what was left of the woods — I saw the aliens. My first thought was revenge but my second thought was I had no chance against them. The aliens trudged on melting everything in their way. Blood poured from the hundreds of people lying scattered about the roads. Not a single person had been left alive, except for me. I walked through the streets. Feeling lonely and scared was of no use to me. I would have no-one to comfort me and if I was sick I could die. 1 felt drowsy and, as the aliens went out of my vision, I fell asleep, praying that the race of mankind would not be wiped out. Mark Mansi, J7s All that trouble for a piece of cheese Martin lived in a hole in the wall. Tom lived down the drain. It was coming up to July, the month of Martin ' s wife ' s birthday. He wanted to get some cheese for a cake, but a mean cat named Big Bully lived outside. Martin decided to go to Tom ' s house. He pushed a button and a little of the wall opened. He walked along a tunnel and arrived at Tom ' s house. He climbed down the spiral staircase and woke Tom from his afternoon nap. He explained his problem to him. Tom said. All we have to do is learn karate. I know a mouse who teaches it. Let ' s go, Martin cried. The karate club was down a dark alley. Martin was terrified. His heart was jumping up to his throat. They arrived and went back every Friday for lessons. After a month they had the black belt and felt ready to attack Big Bully. Back at the house Big Bully was dreaming of mice. When Tom and Martin arrived they went up to Big Bully and pulled his whiskers. He sleepily looked up and thought he was dreaming. He dozed off again and was soon asleep. They ran to the fridge and opened the door. They grabbed a piece of cheese and ran to Martin ' s hole. Martin said, Tomorrow is the big day , because it was his wife ' s birthday. The day came, and Martin proudly gave his wife the cake made of cheese. Robin Sherwood, J4a By Dirk Scheland Flight Reaching out Curved swords cut the air, Transporting his body. Soaring Heaven-bound. Circling, He scans his hunting ground. Now swooping, Diving He breaks the surface, Seizes his prey And hastens back to his charges. Class Poem, J7s A Storm at Sea One day, Mark and I were in my motor boat when the clouds began to darken and I knew there was going to be a storm. We started to go back to land when a sudden wave bashed us back. The wind started screaming and the waves were tossing and turning. One wave came towering above us. The thunder nearly deafened us and the rain came down like bullets. The lightning was as bright as the sun and we guessed that was because it was right over us. Our boat was against the whole storm. John Glynn, J41 LIKES and DISLIKES The Thing I hate doing most The thing I hate doing most is working on my father ' s boat. I hate it because we go on a Saturday and the cartoons are on television, so I miss them. It involves a great deal of time scraping the bottom, painting all around, washing everywhere, polishing and mending parts of the boat. It makes me hot. When I am working under the boat, flakes of paint go in my eyes. I get sore muscles. Sometimes 1 think what my friends are doing. But in the end it is all worth it, because the boat is in the water. Tom Chasser, J4a The Thing I like doing most 1 like taking care of animals of all shapes and sizes. Taking care of animals is not easy, because you have to feed them three times a day. If it lives in a cage, you must clean and sterilize the cage. You must give your animal love and care. 1 like animals because they look nice and they make me feel happy when I am feeling down. I love the sounds of animals and I love to watch them play. Five weeks ago, Sherry, one of our cats had kittens and I watched them being born. Even though they had little fur, they still made me happy. Three weeks later, we took them out of the box and gave them a tunnel to go through. One kitten goes in one side and another goes in the other side and battle it out. One would back away and they still do. Now I always love to take them out and play with them. It is so wonderful to take care of animals. Gregory Cave, J4a By Michael Peers A PERSON WHO TERRIFIES ME He lives in an old laboratory, with a dead cat or dog hanging on the door. His head is rock-shaped and he has a swollen face. His back is like a bent piece of metal and his legs are like broken crutches. His blood vessels are as big as pieces of string. Norman Terceira, J41 I see him in the night. Sometimes when I look out of the window, I see his ugly fingernails digging in the wall. When he laughs, I hide under my covers. I think he is after my sweet blood. Donnie Francis, J41 He is a monster with eyes as big as tyres. He has a slimy body as big as a house. He lives in a swamp with mist all around. Anthony Smith, J4I His hood covered his face, you could only see his gleaming eyes. His fingernails were as black as his hair. You could see every vein in his hand, even through his warts. Mark Sumner J41 Paragraphs of Creative Writing The drums were beating loudly. All the natives were following with precision towards the huge wall surrounding the village. Songs were chanted as the young victim was brought forth, dazed by the drink she had taken. It was the night of sacrifice on Benu. The great wall was opened, and two men carried the victim to the place of many deaths, the altar. All who had been taken there had never returned. When they had tied her to the altar, the two natives left. A door was closed and the chanting and drumming stopped. All that could be seen were the hundreds of flickering torches and native faces lined along the top of the wall. Some trees fell and then a mighty roar was heard. There was a faint scream and a second later it was all over. Almost immediately the chanting and drumming started again . . . Roland Lines, J6w The night was cool. An eerie stillness hung over the innocent little cottage like a veil. The call of the tree frogs muffled the crunch of the thieves ' boots on the ground of the driveway. The creaking of the boughs of trees echoed through the night, sounding like ghosts to all whose ears heard. The pale beams of moonlight gave an evil glimmer to the ever changing clouds. Two figures made their way to the house, their bodies casting shadows across the path. They neared the wall of the cottage and produced from their jackets, sacks into which they would stuff their loot . . . Peter Garrod, J6w The wind pulled at everything in sight and threw the ship about as if it were a fragile toy. The lightning seemed to be singling me out as a target and I was nearly hysterical with terror, thinking that it would succeed. Every wave that smashed against the hull swamped the deck and made the ship shudder. All the forces of nature seemed to be trying to make the vessel sink to the bottom of the sea. Everybody was frantic. Some were trying to lower the longboat, others By Blythe Walker The Easter Competition This year, to preclude any rumours that competitors had received help from home, all entries for the competition had to be made at school. Workshops were conducted in Kite-making by Mr. Eugene O ' Connor and his son; in Floral Art by Mrs. J.W. Cutler (Master Judge of floral competitions from New Jersey) and in Egg Decoration by art staff of the school. Boys worked hard and long on their creations, and as always, it was sad that more prizes could not have been awarded. 30 boys entered the Floral Art contest. Their standard won high praise from judges Mrs. Cutler, Mrs. Luthi and Mrs. Young. Winners were: J4: Andre Hubbard and Peter Durhager. J5: Christian Wheddon and Matthew Butler. J6: Christopher Bryan. J7: Reed Young and Kirk Marcoe. Joseph DeSilva in the Kite Workshop. Prize-winning kites by Jose Prado , Drew Farias and Michael G. Davis. Some 70 boys entered the Kite Competition, which was judged by Messrs. Neville Dias and Mr. Eugene O ' Connor. Winners were: J4: Craig Lee and Christopher Brandson. J5: Michael G. Davis and Brett Marshall. J6: Blythe Walker and Russell Young. J7: David Mulholland, Jose Prado and Drew Farias. The three best kites overall were those of Michael Davis, Jose Prado and Drew Farias. First to be airborne was Steven Babensee ' s and the Highest Flier was Jeffrey Patterson ' s. Andrew Shutter in the Floral Art Workshop. There were 44 entries in the Decorated Easter Egg Competition, judged by Mrs. Sheelagh Dempster. Winners were: J4: John Bluck and Sacha Fecchio. J5: Jeffery Freeman and Ted Temple. J6: St. John Dyson and Andrew Stratford. J7: Steven Johnson and Billy Gringley. Winner of the Egg Rolling Contest was James Davis. Prizes were distributed by Mr. Donald Hunt, Headmaster of Ridley Junior School, who chose that day to pay us a surprise visit. Our main regret over this year ' s competition was that we had not arranged a time for parents to see the final display of entries. Considering that our Easter Competition is intended as a relaxing and enjoyable end-of-term activity, the effort put into the entries this year, and the standards achieved, were truly remarkable. words, by J6b Intellectual and other pursuits . . . Circle of plastic? Anyone for a poison-dart? Exchange Mart! ■ m This year ' s Christmas collection of toys for the £l4 underprivileged was C ' T ' larger than ever. Our grateful thanks to the children of all departments who contributed. Monitors — Holding the place together! Five of our gardeners. I ' if The Cycle Club, which, under the direction of Richard Goodwin, won 1st prize in the Schools ' Cycle Contest at the Sandys Rotary Motor Gymkhana in November. Cartoon by Billy Gringley, J7s. Junior School Sports Report It was another busy year for the school on the sports field, and once again the success attained did justice to the many hours of training and preparation put in. The school continued its domination of both swimming and softball, and made notable progress in soccer, cross-country and track field. Golf and hockey also formed a large part of the year ' s activities, but inter-school competition in these sports at this level is somewhat limited. Sadly, the organisers of the 1 979 May 24th Marathon have established a 1 6-year minimum age limit, and thus the efforts of Junior School boys in this race will no longer be officially recognised. This represents the only unfortunate development in the sporting year — since, overall, it was another fine year for the sports programme. The often-unrewarded efforts of Mr. Rawdon Walker must now be stressed, as it is with real regret that one must register his departure. He has obviously played a large part in establishing the present competitiveness the school enjoys in sports, and sincerest thanks must be extended to him for a job well done. SOCCER Our programme opened in September with preparations at lunch-time and after-school for the six-a-side soccer competition. This hard work paid off as we won games against ill-prepared opposition. Both our A and B teams won their leagues and went to the Finals at the National Stadium. In the four game Round Robins , the B team won one and lost three; the A team won two and lost two (very narrowly). One of the victories was over Victor Scott School — the eventual champions. ■ . ■ ■■■ ' : ' ■ - ■ ; ■■ Wimss JllllL Inter-school Soccer six-a-side squads: Back row — ' A ' team: J. Mason, C. Spurling, B. Morris, J. Prado, M. Mansi, I. Pitcher. Middle row — V B ' team: A. Clarke, K. Thompson, J. Ingham, D. Simmons, A. Griffiths. Front row — B ' team: C. Boyle, R. Marshall, D. Farias, D. Mulholland. In the second half of the Autumn term, we played 11-a- side soccer against West Pembroke, Dellwood and M.S.A., coming second to West Pembroke. Our overall record was: Played 8, Won 5, Drew 1, Lost 2. Squad members: Prado, Pitcher, Mansi, Mason, Spurling, Marshall (R), Lightbourn, Thompson, Boyle, Ingham, Mulholland, Simmons, Morris, Way, Griffiths, Clarke, Lines, Zanol, Farias, Lindo, Harrison. In the Inter-House soccer programme played during 12 lunch-times, Saltus was the J4+ J5 champion, Darrell the J6 + J7 champion and, combining all results, Saltus was top ot the overall league, beating Watlington on goal-difference. Goals F Saltus House J4+J5 Soccer Squad. Full tables: J4+J5 Pts. S 11 W 9 D 3 B 1 A 1 3 8 7 Darrell House J6+J7 Soccer Squad. Inter-school Soccer Squad. J6+J7 Pts. Goals F A D 11 14 1 W 7 7 10 S 5 7 6 B 1 0 14 Combined Pts. Goals F A S 16 15 7 W 16 16 13 D 14 15 9 B 2 1 18 SWIMMING In the midst of the six-a-side soccer action, we had the Inter-School Swimming Competition. Once again, our swimmers proved to be just about unbeatable, taking 10 firsts and three seconds, plus winning the four relay races. Mark Mansi and Craig Morbey came away with five gold medals each. Since this competition started we have been unbeaten in any relay race and, if points were awarded on a team basis, we would have won easily each year. It must be recognised that all of the credit goes to the boys and their swimming clubs. Saltus has yet to establish any form of in-school swimming activity other than the pre-competition eliminations. Thanks also must go to Dr. and Mrs. Manderson, whose pool on Trimingham Hill has been a boon. Squad (with places): M. Mansi (1,1,1,1,1), C. Morbey (1.1,1,1,1), A. Fusinaz (1,1,1,1), J. Comes (1,1,1,1), S. Babensee (1.1,2), R. Hammond (2), P. Cooper (1.2), St. J. Dyson (1). O. Sommer (4). Five of the Swimming Team: (Back) A. Fusinaz, R. Hammond and P. Cooper; (Front) C. Morbey and M. Mansi. CROSS-COUNTRY Our Inter-house cross-country races were won by Andrew Griffiths (J4+ J5) and Marco Zanol (J6+J7). Darrell House won both the Junior and Senior races and hence took overall honours. Individual placings: J4+J5 1st A. Griffiths (S) 7:04 2nd A. Zanol (W) 3rd J. Cooper (D) 4th G. Forbes (D) J6+J7 1st M. Zanol (W) 6:03 2nd R. Lines (S) 3rd M. Mansi (D) 4th J. Mason (D) Placings: J4+J5 D 193 pts S 196 pts. W 205 pts. B 229 pts. J6+J7 D 103 pts. B 203 pts W 254 pts. S 309 pts. Combined D 296 pts. B 432 pts. W 459 pts. S 505 pts Inter-School Cross Country team: (Back) C. Morbey, M. Zanol, R. Lines; (Front) J. Cooper, A. Griffiths, St. J. Dyson. Inter-House Cross-Country: (Back) J6+ J7 — M. Zanol (1st), R. Lines (2nd), M. Mansi (3rd) and J. Mason (4th); (Front) J4+J5 - A. Griffiths (1st), A Zanol (2nd), J. Cooper (3rd) and S. Copley (4th). Inter-School Cross-Country — our runners wear the 4s. Pictured are St. John Dyson and Jonathan Cooper. The Inter- School Competition was held over the Castle Harbour Golf Course and our under-11 team was placed fourth out of twenty-three teams. This is our best result on record and is due, withouL-doubt, to Marco Zanol ' s 3rd and Roland Lines ' 5th placings, backed up by Andrew Gri ffiths (45). St. John Dyson (51), and Craig Morbey (70). Marco Zanol placed 3rd in the Inter-School Cross- Country. HOCKEY Thirty-nine teams from all classes in school entered the third annual Three-a-side Knockout Tournament held in the school gymnasium. The standard of play continues to improve and the games were really exciting. As usual, the tournament co- incided with a cold spell and spectator space was filled to overflowing. In the final, The Terrible Trio (Chris Spurling, David Mulholland, Frank Okipnak) beat The Thunderbolts (Ian Pitcher, Kendall Thompson, Drew Farias) by four goals to Three-a-side Hockey: (Back) Winners — C. Spurling, F. Okipnakctnd D. Mulholland; (Front) Runners-up — K. Thompson, I. Pitcher and D. Farias. SOFTBALL Our school year ended with Softball, a game in which we remain unbeaten in inter-school competition. We won our league and retained the Inter- School ' Round Robin ' tourney. Altogether we played seven games and won them all, scoring 1 10 runs against 35. Darrell House SoftPall Team — winners of the Inter- House tournament. The Inter-House Softball Tournament, played in the afternoons following end-of-year academic examinations, provided a spectacle of high quality, competitive sportsmanship. Darrell had to be favourites, their ten-man team including seven school squad members. Saltus and Darrell met in the final, and this game had everything — big bats, home runs, sneak base running and excellent fielding, plus anxious, costly errors! Darrell built a lead, Saltus overtook them and only in the last innings did Darrell win through, 18-14, to take the championship. ATHLETICS Our success in Inter- School athletics was, yet again, all but limited to qualifiers in the field event finals. We had nine finalists (from a team of fourteen) but none placed better Inter-School Athletic Squad: (Back Row, left to right) J. Cooper, C. Boyle, K. Thompson, I. Pitcher, J. Mason, D. Mulholland and M. Zanol; (Centre Row), C. Morbey, J. Prado, C. Spurling, R. Petty and F. Okipnak; (Front Row) M. Mansi, R. Lines, A. Griffiths and S. Amos. than fourth. In the preliminaries. M. Mansi won the High Jump ( 1.35m) and Long Jump (4.08m) and Chris Spurting won the Triple Jump (8.32m) and Cricket-ball Throw (154 ' 7 0); Kendall Thompson won the Triple Jump (8.44m) and — noteworthy — Marco Zanol became the first Saltus track finalist since 1971, when he qualified in the 800m. Finalists in the Inter-School Sports: (left to right) Zanol, M. Mansi, J. Mason, C. Morbey, C. Spurling, K. Thompson and F. Okipnak. Sports Day was, again, a tremendous day, action-packed and exciting, due almost as much to the fervour of our parents as to the enthusiasm of our boys. Outstanding Individual Performances: J4 A. Smith (B) High Jump 1.08m A. Smith (B) Long Jump 3.33m A Zanol (W) 100m 16.0 sees. A. Zanol (W) 400m 78.2 sees. J5 M. G. Davis (S) High Jump 1.18m A Griffiths (S) Long Jump 3.55m J. Cooper (D) 100m 15.1 sees. J. Cooper (D) 400m 73.0 sees. J6 C. Morbey (B) High Jump 1.25m R. Lines (S) Long Jump 3.60m R. Lines (S) Triple Jump 7.98m R. Cooper (D) Shot Putt 6.50m C. Morbey (B) 100m 15.2 sees. R. Lines (S) 400m 72.4 sees. J7 M. Mansi (D) High Jump 1.26m M. Mansi (D) Long Jump 4.14m M. Mansi (D) Triple Jump 8.59m M. Mansi (D) Shot Putt 8.05m M. Zanol (W) 100m 14.8secs. M. Zanol (W) 400m 69.0 sees. In the 1500m open, the first four runners all came in under b minutes! (DM. Zanol (W) 5:17.3 (2) R. Lines (S) 5:27.2 (3) J. Mason (D) 5:50.2 (4) A. Griffiths (S) 5:53.4 Jonathan Cooper beating Billy Smith in the J5 100m. Trophy and Shield Winners: J4 champions : S. Young (W) J5 champions : J. Cooper (D) J6 champions : R. Lines (S) J7 champions : M. Mansi (D) 1500m Open: M. Zanol (W) J4+ J5 Tug O ' War: Butterfield. J6+J7 Tug O ' War: Darrell. J4 4 x 100m relay: Saltus 70.2 sees. J5 4 x 100m relay: Darrell 66.8 sees. J6 4xl()0m relay: Butterfield 65.5 sees. J7 4x1 00m relay: Darrell 61.8 sees. Victor Ludorum: Mark Mansi. House Shield: 1st: Saltus, 165 pts. 2nd: Darrell, 149 pts. 3rd: Watlington, 116 pts 4th: Butterfield, 97 pts. Mark Mansi clearing 1.25m in the High Jump. (Above): Jonathan Cooper in the J5 Long Jump. The onlooker — Andrew Cooper — is not related, but is one of the many parents who turned out to help make a success of the Junior School Sports Day. (Below): Andrew Griffiths, pictured in the J5 Long Jump. May 24 Marathon In spite of the newly-imposed restriction on entrants under 16 years of age, Marco Zanol ran unofficially and completed the gruelling course. He is pictured above with his father after the race. Five of the thirty entrants in the 1 Pro-Specs ' sponsored races at the National Stadium. Preparatory School Staff: Mrs. M. Hopkins — Head of Department (centre, foreground), left to right: Mrs. S. Bacon. Mrs. P. Sampson. R. Meredith Esq., B.A. Mrs. K. Walker. Mrs. M. Hopkins. H| Miss W. Thompson. Miss E. Riches. j_ 1 Mrs. E. Hyland. Mrs. Jennings (Matron). j Mrs. Sampson ' s Is: ' tell me about castles . . 5 A castle, by Jonathan Young, age 6. the keep is the strongist pit of the castle in the keep is the great hall where they had food Henry Hawkins they got out buy a enormous drawbridge and they dug a moot and fild it with water they built two walls and they mad a metl door called a portcullis. Jonathan Young They laid seige to the castle and they came out of the castle be cus they ran out of food and water. Stephen Haycock they built wudin castles and the bad men built a battering ram to brak the door. Jason Moniez the keep was the strogist part uv the castle. They bilt to wolls out uv stone and they bilt rand towrs. Andrew Cree They mad the drawbridge to protect the castle they mad the moat. Gregory lies they mad to walls to mac the castle stroger to keep the pepll out uv the castle. William Young they built two walls log ugo two protect the castle. Aaron Oliphant they have a portcullis and the portcullis gos up and down and they built two walls araund the castle to protect it. David Morgan A castle, by Craig Thomas, age 6. A castle, by Daniel Fisher, age 6. ■ 1 A castle, by David Madeiras, age 6. 1 s built a model castle as part of their project. our pr trip to Fort Hamilton we went to Fort Hamilton and we saw the moat and we saw the canons we lookt thru the telescope. Dwayne Trott I went to Fort Hamilton and I saw the moat and we lookt thro windows Ricky Soares we went to the Fort Hamilton we went down in the mot we went up the ladr and we saw the canins. Bobby Pratt we went to Fort Hamilton we went down in the moat we saw canins and we climd on the canins we went down long tunels and we shouted. Guy Hamshere we went to Fort Hamilton and we climd up to see the canins and we went undr the tunels and we had lunsh. Reid Robinson HERITAGE WEEK, 1979 Q: Who discovered Bermuda? Is had their own ideas . . . God Peter Ramsbotham ' ' Adam 1 George Washington Christopher Columbus ' Mrs. Bacon ' s 1 b took a trip to visit the whale exhibit at the Maritime Museum ... they had a picnic ...then boarded the x Sea Shepherd ' 1b on whales . . . Stevan Ashton: Here are some flukes on the whale. Here is a Pilot Whale in the sea. I like Pilot Whales. Michael Batista: Here is a school of Sperms, they are looking for some giant squid. Michael Davidson: This is a Pilot Whale having a baby whale. The tail comes first. Christian Dunleavy: This is a Killer Whale, it is in the water and it is coming up to the surface. Christopher Harkness: Here is a Blue Whale coming up to breath. Daniel Holland: Here are some Humpback Whales coming past Bermuda. Here are some Blue Whales, they are catching some krill, and here is a Sperm Whale catching some squid. Marcus Kermode: Here are some Blue Whales diving by the ship. Spencer Moss: Here are some Killer Whales in the cold icy sea. Nigel Pull: This is a Blue Whale. It is the biggest whale. It lives in the cold sea. Alexander Spearing: This is a Killer Whale eating seals. Matthew Wild: This is a Sperm Whale eating some giant squid. Russell Williams: Here is a Humpback Whale eating krill. Michael sewed a killer whale Oliver sewed a sperm whale ' Phenomena ' On the last day of Easter term, Mr. Peter Pfeiffer of the Hamilton Princess Hotel generously arranged a magic show for the Prep School staff and pupils. The famous act ' Phenomena ' put on an amazing N demonstration which left everyone baffled, yet thrilled. Bernard Reid WOW! Umbrella covers vanish before your very eyes ... Teachers as well as pupils are enthralled mm , j mm 111 Hit Jt and red scarves turn blue! r 4 Under the spell of the famous ' Now, if you ' ll please cut this knot . . . miscellany from Miss Riches ' 2r A sports fishing boat. Shane Adderley. Battle ships are used to fight other ships in war. they have missies and mashiene guns and cannons and Bombs, they blow-up other ships. Myles Orchard. Fisherman go awt to sea to catch lots of fish and bring them back to the shops and sum times they get cot in the storms the boat is upside down Vincent Van Haarlem . F©t-ster Uarli I BHHBBfii The submarine sent two divers to attack the other ship. The submarine has a telescope so they can spot other ships Scott Pearman. A tanker brings oil to countries that do not have oil like Bermuda and the Azores and a whole lot of other countries, tankers have a lot of oil and they make shore that no fog is to misty otherwise they would bash into another boat. Aiden Stones. a Aircraft carrier carries fighter planes and the fighter planes are to guard the ship so the ship won ' t singk Bobby Powers. A cowboy. Forster Darling. A butterfly. Jonathan Hunter. Mrs. Hyland ' s 2h: adventure stories One day I went out sailing. An eagle was flying by. It swooped down and picked me up. A big storm came. It blew the eagle away. I fell into the water. An island was near by and I swam to it. On the island were strange people. They locked me up. At night I broke free, found a boat and sailed away back home. Jason Semos, Age 6, Class 2 h. One day I went on a ship. A storm came up. I dived off the ship and swam to shore. When I got there I saw that the grass was ten feet tall. I said this is the land of giants. A huge man saw me, picked up and took me to the king and queen. They gave me a little house and I had a nurse. One day the nurse got sick. I found a little boat and sailed home to Bermuda. Christopher Garrod, Age 7, Class 2 h. One day I went to sleep. I woke up. I wasn ' t at home. I was on an Island. There were waves as big as a boat. The waves were going to flood the island. Then there was a typhoon I was surprised. It was a friendly typhoon. The Island was almost flooded. But the typhoon swept every one up and took every one home. But this whole story was just a night-mer. Sean Moran, Age 6, Class 2 h. One day a tidal wave covered Bermuda. I went outside and nearly drowned, but I swam to the surface. A little later a helicopter came and was looking for people that were drowned. I was the first person to get on the helicopter. It took me to Scotland and I stayed at my grandma ' s house. John Richmond, Age 6, Class 2 h. One cold morning I was watching the trains. I saw a little boy get on to a train with no socks or shoes. I ran home and quickly packed my suit- case. I ran back, jumped on the train. When the little boy fell asleep, I put some money in his lap. When he woke up, he found the money and bought some shoes and socks. Mark Booth, Age 6, Class 2 h. One day I was going for a ride down the rapids. I saw a whirlpool. We went through it and landed in a jungle. I looked up and saw a giant vulture. It almost got me, but, I ducked. Then a tiger cames towards me — I stabbed him. I saw a boy and asked how to get out. He said I do not know. We looked around, found a dead tree, made a hole through the trunk, drilled through some rock and went home. Anthony Montarsolo, Age 6, Class 2 h. A Giraffe (head in tree). Sean Moran ...and paintings One day I went to an island. I went on the island. No one was there, so I decided to spend the night. In the morning I saw everything was nice. 1 walked in the woods. I saw a witch. She caught me and put me in a cage. She went to bed. I got out. I saw keys. I locked her in the bedroom. I ran home and was safe once more. Monty Hamill, Age 7, Class 2 h. A clown. Stephen Spencer-Arscott. One day the news was spread all over the world about a dragon. It said whoever can catch him would get a thousand dollars. So off I went. When I came to the dragon, I got out my spear but I missed him. The dragon blew fire but just missed me. One of my friends tried to shoot him but his skin was too hard. Jaws came and bit his tail off. I threw a net over him and Jaws pulled him into the water. Then they had a fight. Jaws won. Then I went home. John King, Age 7, Class 2 h. Bernie — the policeman who talked to us about road safety. Jason Outerbridge. Q car The Agricultural Show. Russell Gaglio. A clown. Jason Semos. Work by Mr. Meredith ' s 3m: FIRE! One day I went to my office and my boss said that I had to solve the case that was happening underground. So I got in my mini digger and went into the earth. There in front of me was the devil. He shot fire at me. It would have hit me if I did not hit it with my lazer. Then I pushed him and went on into the cave. There I saw the people who had been captured. I set them free and hid them in a corner then I grabbed the scientific equipment that was stolen and put it in my knapsack. I killed a couple of guards with electric guns and headed for the control room and I shut off the control that pushed the Moon towards the Earth. When I got back to the prisoners I took them with me and jumped into my mini digger and got everybody in and shot the devil, killed him and took off. When I got back the people I saved went back to their jobs and I got killed. Tony Laudadio, 3m. 1 watched the space ship land. But instead of one ship a fleet of other ships came and shot the other. A man shouted run run but I ' couldn ' t hear because I was too busy watching the fight. All of a sudden a net fell on me and something picked me up and carried me away. I was inside a space ship when something let me out of the net. A strange quarrel was going on between the martains. I heard one say lets eat him . At that moment I picked up a laser pistol and shot one of the martains. After that a fight started but in the end they had me tied to a pole. But they did not know that I had a knife in my pocket. When they went out of the room I cut the ropes with my knife and sneaked to the door. No sooner had I opened the door when the martains walked in. Then the fight was on again but I threw the martains out the door. Then I tried to drive home but the controls were jammed. I am trapped in space I thought but then I remembered that there was an escape rocket. So I ran to it and got in it but the engine ran down so I fixed it and went home again to live. Sean Dunleavy, 3m. Storm for the Sea Venture, by Sean Dunleavy. I watched the ship land. We landed on the haunted plan- et. It was daytime in space. I came out of the ship. The planet was deserted. Soon I saw a fling sauser it was comeing closer to me. I landed not far away. Out came a alian it had a whole troop of alians. Four put a big laser canon on the ground. I set my time bomb for one hour. My ship took off. I heard a big boom! The planet blew up and I got safe back home. Sean Morris, 3m. The present was in a big box. I tore off the paper opened the box and lifted a big monster. He took me away to a big cave it was black. The big monster got his friend then I saw the police then they called me. I could not cuse the monster was coming. Now the monster was lit by me. The police shot him but the monster got up again the police got him two times and he was killed. Mark Riihiluoma, 3m. Charlie Brown, by Ben Dyer. Charlie Brown, by Mark Nash. WHEN THE WORLD WAS DARK Once upon a time there lived some animals but the animals were unhappy because their world was dark as can be. It was so dark that the animals kept bumping into each uther so the animals had a metting how will we get light the posom said I will go the fox said I will go the valger said I will go but the fox said the posom should go his fluffy tail will hide the light. So the posom set off. He got the light and closed his eyes for a minnet then he ran and got it and put it behind his tail and ran home but hafe way home his tail caught on fire burnt his fur off uthers found out what happened they called a nuther meeting this time the valger went because he could put the light on his headfeathers so when the valger got there he snached a bit of light but the same thing happened which happen to the posom but on his head feathers. But the next metting grandmother spider came and said maybe you big animals can ' t do it but maybe I can do it the big animals said you will be burt if I am burt I will not come back but if I do come I not burt. OK the animals said so the small spider looked for some clay and made a jug then she set off. Weeks went by and the animals she burt just then a shinning sight came to their eye as grandmother spider stept out of the light the animals yelled she did it she did it. Wnd from then on there was never a happyer forest ever in the world. Jonathan Paradine, 3m. Uncle Enoch in the stocks, by Jonathan Paradine. Scene from The Hobbit by William Davidson. fe4 The Sea Venture, by Blair Simmons. THE MAGIC RING One day I was walking along the street suddenly I felt a tiny tingaling inside me and followed it till I came to a guter I looked down there was a ring. I went to get a magnet, I put down the magnet up came the ring. I put it on suddenly I was invisible I was pleased about this. Whenever we played football we won, and after that every time the register was called I was invisible and did not ever anser so I was never marked and it was all because I found the ring. James Holland, 3m. bit w 4 | Scene from The Hobbit ' , by Robert McRonald. The Wreck of the Sea Venture, by Pedrito Hernandez. Adventure Stories Christopher Peters: One day I went climbing on a big mountain. There were lots of cliffs and snow. We found a cave and we spent the night in it. One day we saw a snow leopard. We ran as fast as we could. Then the snow leopard ran away. Then we found a pond and we went fishing. I caught a big fish. We had it for supper. Then we climbed down the mountains. We went home and went to bed. In the morning we went fishing. Zachary Moniz: One day an indian tribe were heading west. Their chief was chief Jeronimo. Soon they came to two white men. They were going to their camp. Chief Jeronimo went up and spoke to them. But the white people could not under- stand. Next morning when chief Jeronimo awoke he saw all the white people coming with guns and cannons. So he awoke all his people and they had war. The indians won the war. Cory Craig: One morning my mother woke me up. She said get dressed and then come into the kitchen and help me to get ready for a picnic. So I got dressed and went into the kitchen. My mother was making some sandwiches and baking a cake. I got a bottle of coke. When we got there I saw a rabbit and a deer. We set the picnic stuff up. After lunch I played with a rabbit and then I went home. Jean-Marc Colmet: One day 1 went for a walk in the woods. When I got right in the middle I saw a Giant ' s castle. I tiptoed into the castle and before I knew it a giant was looking down at me. I started running to hid but his cats thought I was a mouse. I ran out of the door and ran home. I told my mummy and daddy but they did not believe me. Nigel Williams: One day my dad and I were going to climb a mountain. When we were half the way up we could nearly see the sea. When we got to the top of the mountain we saw a cave. I said lets go in the cave but my dad said it might belong to a bear. It did not belong to a bear. So we went in the cave and it came out under my house. It took a long time to get out. Neil Dixon: One day when I was walking I tripped over a big stone and I thought a minute. I said maybe it is a tunnel I pushed the big stone over and I was right. I crawled down the tunnel and 3t: Miss Thompson ' s what do you think I saw? I saw gold but I saw two more tunnels, I took the one on the right. I went down down and at the end I saw men digging up gold. One man saw me and he got a rope and tied me up. I got a knife and cut the rope and ran up the tunnel. I ran up the other tunnel and put the big stone back on the hole and I ran all the way home. Mystery Stories James E. Percy: One day there was a robbery. I wanted to know who did it so I got in my car. I went to the police and they didn ' t know either. So I went home and had a shower. Then I went to bed. In the morning I kept on looking. Still I couldn ' t find him. When I was going home a man came up and so did a police come too, so I chased the man in front. I caught him and the police took him to jail. I got a medal and a hundred dollars. I bought a new home and car then I bought new furniture. I opened up my own business. It was a jewellery shop. I was robbed too. I got them back. Then I was never robbed again. So I never had to watch my shop again. Ian Walker One night I heard a bang outside the police station. I rushed out to see what it was but it was still and quiet. All I could see was a man with a knife in his back. I rushed to the telephone. I called my friends up. I said come back from your mission somebody has just been murdered. I rushed back outside to the body. I took him inside. I looked at his face. Good heavens I said it ' s Mr. Green the grocer. I felt bad now, I thought I could see someone moving near the abandoned warehouse. So I went over there, I sneaked and then jumped on him. I had a torch in my pocket so I shone it at his face. Then I knew what his name was. His name was Jim Brat. So I took him to jail. George Ringer. One day I saw a man running and in his hand was a gun. So I went and followed him. He went to a castle and then I sneezed. Then he looked around and saw me. So he tied me up and put me in the dungeon. When he was gone I slipped my hand out and got my penknife. I cut the rope and I used it to climb over the top. Then I went and saw him and he had a lot of gold. So I hid under the gold and then I turned off the light. We had a fight and I went to get the police. When we got there he was gone. So we went and we found him and put him in jail. Neville Grant: One day a man called Mr. Runs went to a jewel shop. He saw a beautiful diamond. It cost eighteen million dollars and he only had one million dollars. He wanted that diamond very much. So one night he broke into the shop. He saw the diamond again. He snatched the diamond and ran out. Some police saw him and took him to jail. Charles Cooper: One day a robber stole a thousand dollars from the Bank of Bermuda. The police came very fast. The chief said there is no possible way to get in. He reported it to ZBM television and radio. Then the next day a man broke in Blucks . and stole a thousand five hundred and sixty five dollar rabbit. One day a man saw, a helicopter flying over Coopers. The helicopter lowered a man on top of the shop. He had a rope an axe a tool kit and a sack. The man quickly phoned the police. They came quickly they caught the man and put him in jail. A few months later he died. Geoffrey Parker One morning after breakfast I was clearing the table, and my mother came rushing in. My mother said, my jewel box has been stolen. I thought I heard footsteps last night, I said. My father went to call the police. Then he put the phone down. The police are coming over to check the fingerprints for clues, he said. In half an hour the police came. The police said they thought they knew who it was. They thought it was Sam Tarkins. After eleven more robberies he was found. He was the thief. They returned the jew box to my mother. The Magic Stone One day I was digging in my garden and I hit something hard, so I dug it up. It was shining so I took it into my house and I showed it to my wife. It was getting dark so I kissed her goodnight. In the night it was glowing so I said hocus pocus and it turned me into a gorilla. The next day I lost the stone and I was sad because I was still a gorilla. By Neville Grant. storytellers and artists Baleena The Whale Once upon a time there was a whale. She had a baby. The baby ' s name was Baleena. Her mother said that now they must go North, where there were seals and lots to eat. One day there was a ship. The men were firing harpoons. One hit Baleena ' s mother. Baleena got away, but there was a bad storm. She got caught on some rocks but a big wave got her off. She found a mate and they lived happily ever after. By Alexander Bradshaw. The Cave One day my friend and I discovered a cave. In the cave it was so dark we could not see our hands in front of our faces. Then we decided to run home and get a torch. After that we went back to the cave. We turned on the torch and we saw a door in front of us. So we opened the door and went in. The door closed by itself. We tried and tried to open the door but it would not open. Then we heard a voice. A man was calling us, he was calling, come here. So we turned around and looked. We saw him sitting on a bench. So we sat down. I put my back against the wall. Then I looked around and I saw that the door was open. I told my two friends that the door was open so we went out and went home. By Stephen Caton. If I had Three Wishes One day I was walking in the park. All of a sudden a shining light sparkled in the bushes. I went over to the bush and in the middle of the bush I saw a rusty old lamp. I took out my handkerchief and gave it a rub. As soon as I did that a puff of smoke came out of the lamp and a genie appeared and he said, I am the genie of the lamp. You can have three wishes. What is your first wish. My first wish is lots of money so that I can be rich. It is going to take a long time to get it so I will give it to you tonight. English tank fighter, by Brooks Rons. Okay, I said. When I was in bed the genie came with bags of money. The next day I rubbed the lamp again and told him my next wish. My next wish was this. I want a Great Dane. Just as I said that the dog appeared in my daddy ' s yard. When daddy came out he saw the dog and said, where did you get that dog from. I found it, I said. Oh, said dad. My last wish was to have my house painted so it would look nice. In a flash the house was painted. After that I threw the lamp away. By Carl Dines. A soldier, by Bryan Adams. Lighthouse, by Stephen Young. A soldier, by Ian Walker. Miss Riches admires a pupil ' s artwork. Class 3 Poys made a composite model on American Indians. open day On open day our parents came to see all the work we did. We had worked very hard we were given a little booklet to give us something to do while we were waiting. When our parents arrived we showed them our indian models some had made models of fishing indians, eskimos, plains indians and puebloes. We showed them our math, and other things including lost property and thats what we did on open day. William Davidson, 3m. On open day the first thing my mummy and daddy saw was my maths and my hobbit pictures. Then she looked at my work in my desk then my mummy looked all around the classroom then we went to the artroom and looked at my boat and the top was broken and we looked at my indians model and went to the hall and then we went home and I asked my daddy to let me go home with him on the scooter but he didnt have my helmet. _ _ _ Steven Greaves, am. 1 would like to have open day every term. When my parents came I got up from my seat I showed my parents around the room and I showed my parents the paintings and the maths. I showed them the hobbit pictures and the hobbit stories. Then I took them to the models. My dad saw the photographs. My dad liked the photograhs. I showed my mom the work that the woodwork people did. Pedrito Hernandez, 3m. On open day our parents come to see the school. They came in the afternoon. We made fish to decorate the room. We all wrote a story for our mothers to read. Then Miss Thompson hung on the wall our spelling and dictation. In the art room were the things that the woodwork and art club have made and the indian models that 3t and 3m had made. Zachary Moniz, 3t. On open day in the afternoon our parents came to school to have a look at our work. Also they have a look at other peoples work too. But they are more interested in your work. In the holiday we made models for open day we did. not have room to put them in the classroom so we put them in the art room. There was hardly room to put them all in but we managed. To make the classroom beautiful we hung fish up. We also showed them what we did for work. Ian Walker, 3t. On open day my parents and my grandmother came to my classroom in the afternoon after lunch. First I showed them my spellings and my dictation. Then I showed them how many books I have read. Next my mother took a picture of my fish. After that they looked at my work then at my story. Then they loked at all the other stuff in the artroom then we went home. _ , _ Stephen Caton, 3t. Parents contribute, too . . . Mr. Tony Greaves trained the Sports Club. Mr. James Percy organised the Gardening Club, which won second prize in the Schools ' Vegetable Garden Competition, and first in the Primary Schools ' Vegetable Collection at the Agricultural Show. The Christmas Concert In December we had our school concert in the school hall the first ones were Is. They sang a song called ' Mrs. Sampson ' had a class. Next we had lb they had all space songs they even made a rocket. Next we had 2h and they were doing The Pied Piper and they even had a boy playing a flute. Then we had 2r they acted out Ali Baba and they painted jars too. 3m showed a film about Rudolph and they drew the pictures themselves. 3t we had a play called Hansel and Gretel and Peter Hind was Hansel. Neville Grant, 3t. How do you do, I ' m Gretel This year we had our concert at the school hall. Then it was time for Is to do their play and they did songs about animals while Mrs. Sampson played her guitar, lb did space songs and some of the boys would come and stand by a big rocket. 2h did the Pied Pier and some boys would tell the story and some would act the play. 2r did Ali Baba and the class would play it and they had bags of money. 3m showed a film of Rudolph while the boys told the story. 3t did Hansel and Gretel and Neil played Gretel. Brooks Rans, 3t. Up in the Moonship Apollo. Class 1b launches into space songs. This year we had the Christmas Concert in the school hall. We had it in December. Class Is had songs of animals. The best song was Oh Mrs. Sampson had a class . They brought out all the animals. Class lb had songs of space. The boys made a rocket out of a trash can and carboard. Class 2h had The Pied Piper of Hamelin. He had a pipe. When he blew the mice all came running. Class 2h did Ali Baba they painted jars and had bags filled with gold. Class 3m did a film about Rudolph. They drew pictures. Class 3t did Ha nsel and Gretel. The witch caught them but Gretel pushed the witch in the oven and freed the gingerbread men. Charles Cooper, 3t. ' No prizes for spotting the animals! ' the 1s concert. a scene from 3m ' s Rudolph readers. From 2r ' s Christmas concert: 4 Attacking the job with enthusiasm . . , ▼ Can you see us now? Receiving ribbons. 3m prepare for the sack race ... Not to be outdone, the parents had a wonderful Sports Day too, as these No cheating Dads! The finalists in the Miss Bermuda Beauty Pageant ! Well prepared for all weather It ' s not home time yet, boys! DriPbling the ball during 2m ' s team game Dressing I the 2r ' s team race. Steady does it. 7 Photographs below show Come on Mums! The Winners! Cheating again! -4k • Clubs . . . The Cookery Club YEAR-BOOK, 1978 79 PRINCIPAL STAFF: Stephen Bagen: Editor David Evans: Assistant Editor Scott DeCouto: Picture Editor Linda Noble: Secretarial Assistant to the Editors No task as major as producing our (biggest ever) year-book is solely and entirely the work of a small team of editors. There is a very considerable chain of people involved, beginning with fund-raisers, continuing through writers and compilers of reports, and extending through those who took photographs especially for the book — to those who loaned personal pictures from their private collections. Additional help comes from teachers who proof-read during their holidays, and there ' s also the time-consuming task of safely returning borrowed material after the printers have finished with it . . . and the list goes on . . . Clearly, it becomes impossible to give a list of each and every person who lent a hand, to put a byline on every article and a credit line on every photograph . . . but it is the duty of the editing team to single out for special thanks the following: Dianne Hall (Prep. School); David Judah (Junior School); Mark Aubrey (Art); Peter Wittich and Jens Maitland (Fund-raising); Paul Maddern (Music and Drama); Kerri Moorhead (Senior Year) and Mr. Steven Masters, who has played a guiding role in the production of the Saltus year-book for the past three years. To everyone else who helped, in whatever way, the Editor extends his personal thanks and gratitude for your equally highly-regarded contribution. Good Luck, Stephen Bagen.