1984 School Magazine

MARY ALEXIS MACMILLIAN PRIZE - YEAR 9-10 ENDING ERRANTRY When the light is shining out in a soft grey dusk, When the shadows fall gently on tired shou lders, Then the wind blows coolly bringing salt-scent f rom the sea.

YEAR 12

Sophia Beaniand Prize for French

losiane Harvey

The Woodward Prize f or Speech and Drama (aeq.)Sybil Curtis

Deirdre Mahoney

The Beth Cavaya Old Girls' Prize for Accounting (aeq.) The Mary Helen Jackson Prize for Modern History (aeq.) Sophia Beanland Prize for Japanese Prizes for Ceneral Merit The Beth Cavaye Old Girls' Prize for Accounting (aeq.) Prize for General Merit Prize for Music Prize for Ceneral Merit Prize f or Geography Prize for General Merit The Marjorie Elliott Old Girls' Prize for Health & Physical Education Prize for General Merit The Kathleen Mitford Lilley Old Girls' Prize for English (aeq.) Sophia Beanland Prize for Cerman Prize for Ceneral Merit ) Prize for Latin ) Prize for Economics ) Prize for Study of Religion The Mary Helen Jackson Prize for ) Modern History (aeq.)) The Sir Samuel Walker ) Griffith Memorial ) Prize for General Merit ) The Kathleen Mitford ) Lilley Old Girls' Prize ) for English ) Prize for Mathematics I ) Prize for Mathematics ll ) ?rize f or Chemistry ) Prize for Physics ) The Josephine Bancroft ) Prize for Biology ) The Lady Lilley Gold ) Medal for Dux of the ) School ) ) Prize for Ancient History ) )

/ess ica Axe/sen

Friends journey long in the twilight; Though night comes, the black is gone. Velvet darkness becomes beautif ul as is the opening of day. Softly, love glimmers like a star.

Ros emary Tyson Amanda Allen Robyn Cott erell Karyn Lun Sarah Pozzi Karen Taylor

Each one's journey is finishing now, in the cool of Autumn's evening. Even now will we depart, without protest, leaving th is gentle land to the you ng. Written 9 Ju ne 1983 on f in ish ing "The Lord of The Rings" Helena Bond

EIt,-rbeth Aitken

Anita Chesm ond

Susan Lennon

BETTY WOOLCOCK CHALLENGE CUP, 1983

Susan Nick/in

REPOSAL

Dormant aspirations, Dwelling within my mind, Twinge with tentative germination. Tears moisten their shells and

Jane Paterson

The soft bed of sombre thoughts hastens their maturity. Zealous growth adds abundant twists and turns, and Entangled tendrils create a perplexity beyond com pre he nsio n. Buds blossom into a panorama of dreams. A multitude of colours stares back to me and The dizziness, a feeling only my mind can experience, Sends me whirling within. Gently, gently, I pluck a blossoffi, ? soothing ref resh ment, Though of f leeting existence. Once long ?Bo, Heart, my compassionate friehd, You laughed at another blossom, walked away and Came back again to hold it in your pulsating hand. Did you ponder over her dewy petals, or sense a Danger stirring within her thorns? As the clouds do burst, exude their droplets of life and abandon them in puddles on streets, You, Heart, threw my ardent blossom down upon a treacherous path, to be crushed and dispelled f rom lif e. Disdainful Heart, your opinions can only weaken with The travel of Time. Can I share with you the delicacy of this dream? Could I trust you? Melissa White

Claire Wrishton

Catherine Martin

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