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                                           HBS SUMMER FAIR                     It’s been over a decade since HBS last had a magazine representative of an entire year’s activities
          U4K                                                                  across all year groups. The idea for ‘The Acorn’ is hardly a new one. We wanted to produce a
                                           How many times have you             professional quality magazine which demonstrated the very best of academic and extra-curricular
                                           wondered why we raise so            work at the school.
                                           much money for charity every        One slight problem in trying to get the magazine off the ground was the fact that the school had no
                                           year while our beloved school       available funding for such a venture. This meant that as well as raising awareness and enthusiasm
ALSO SPECIALISING IN BOYS SUITS            is (well, sort of) falling apart?   for ‘The Acorn’, we also had the challenge of raising £2000 for printing costs.
      AGED 3-15 IDEAL FOR                  Isn’t it time we came together      Several assemblies, many magazine meetings and a fund-raiser involving cake and a suffocating
    BARMITVAHS, WEDDINGS                                                       bear later we are pleased, relieved and not a little surprised to present to you the first ever edition
                                           as a school and did something
                                           to help financially?                of ‘The Acorn’. Huge thank yous are due to all of our sponsors, particularly the PTA, whose
        UNIFORM4KIDS                       Well this is where the HBS          generosity has enabled us to include the fabulous colour section.
      772 FINCHLEY ROAD                    Summer Fair 2003 comes into         We hope that you enjoy the fruits of our labour.
      LONDON NW11 7TH
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       Tel 0208 8209 0999                  mer fair... and all profits go to
                                           HBS! It’s going to be huge...       The Magazine Team
     LYONS SCHOOL SHOP                     The biggest and best summer
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                                 Staff List
                                                                                                    Crouch End Festival
Staff List 2002-2003

Mrs Marjorie Allen       Head of Geography
Mr Paul Arundale         Science, Chemistry, KS4 Co-ordinator

                                                                                                                  CONCERT SEASON 2003
Mrs Maggie Atkins        Assistant Head, Science, Biology
Mr Michael Ayers         Economics
Ms Katherine Bamber      Head of Music
Ms Jane Barnett          Mathematics
Mrs Peta Barnett         MST Secretary, Administration Officer                                                            SUNDAY 29 JUNE 2003
Mrs Judy Berle           Science, Chemistry, Examinations Officer
Mr Malcolm Blackman      Assistant Caretaker                                                                                  JOHN ADAMS
Mr Paul Brazier          Design Technology                                                                        Choruses from The Death of Klinghoffer
Mrs Barbara Brown        Mathematics
                                                                                                                              PHILIP GLASS
Dr Ros Brunton           Science, Head of Physics
Mr Richard Cain          IT Network Support                                                                       A Gentleman’s Honor (London premiere)
Mrs Christine Chisholm   Senior Laboratory Technician                                                                     Songs from Liquid Days
Mrs Delyth Clark         Head of Religious Education
Ms Margaret Clifford     Modern Language                                                                                              Julia Batchelor
Mrs Angie Cunningham     Science, Biology                                                                                              Wills Morgan
Mrs Deborah Cuthbert     Assistant Head, English                                                                                 David Temple Conductor
Ms Christina Daly        Science, KS3 Strategy Co-ordinator, Acting Head of Physics                                           London Orchestra da Camera
Mr Graeme Draper         Geography                                                                                                     Barbican Hall
Mr Jonathan Dunthorne    IT Network Support                                                                                      Sunday 29 June 7.30pm
Ms Michelle Fink         English                                                                                         Tickets £20, £18, £15, £12.50, £8.50 OT
Ms Michelle Flatto       Drama
Mrs Sue Fox              Science, Physics
Ms Margarida Franco      Laboratory Technician                                                                            SATURDAY 25 OCTOBER 2003
Ms Veruna Gooriah        Mathematics                                                                                               ELGAR
Mrs Susan Graff          Modern Languages                                                                                       The Apostles
Ms Alice Gwinnell        English
Mrs Jean Hardwidge       Assistant Head, Geography, History, Field Centre
Mrs Carolyn Hare         Field Centre Housekeeper                                                                   Soloists and orchestra to be confirmed
Mr Ralph Harris          Design Technology, Year 9 Co-ordinator                                                            David Temple Conductor
Mr Andrew Hartropp       Head of Economics
Mr Paul Haywood          Modern Languages, KS4 Co-ordinator                                                                      Barbican Hall
Ms Valerie Hill          Head of Art                                                                                     Saturday 25 October 7.30pm
Mrs Anne Hopley          Personal Social Health Education
                                                                                                                      Tickets £18, £15, £12.50, £8.50
Miss Joanne James        Physical Education, Year 7 Co-ordinator
Ms Sarah Jenkins         Science, Head of Biology
Mrs Seema Kadoo          Laboratory Technician                                        You can contact Crouch End Festival Chorus by writing to CEFC, c/o 14 Denton Road, London N8 9NS. CEFC wel-
Mrs Irina Khan           Mathematics                                                  comes new singers. If you are interested in joining us for a rehearsal or two before auditioning, please contact Sally
Mrs Anne-Marie Knott     Head of Modern Languages, KS5 Co-ordinator                   Hall on 020 83410716 or e-mail her at
Dr Christoph Kupper      Science, Physics                                             ay 16 February 2003equiem
Ms Catherine Lee-Chong   Science, Biology, KS3 Co-ordinator
Mr Rob Loewenthal
Ms Ilana Lucas
                         Design Technology Technician

Mr Colin Matthews        Head of Information Technology
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                                    Classical Greek GCSE                                                                                      Staff List (continued)
Classical Greek GCSE- A Cunning Tale of Classical Civilisation and Conformity                                       Mr Peter McKenna          Science, Chemistry
                                                                                                                    Mrs Christine Meade       Head of Mathematics
For the past eighteen months, I, with a number of perhaps 15- 20 people, have trudged my way to Room                Ms Eve Meyers Belkin      Head of English
15 every Monday and Friday lunchtime, and at the end of school on Thursday. The reason dates back to an             Mrs Kumud Mittal          Psychology
assembly given by Ms. Smith sometime during Year 8, when she talked to us about the opportunity of tak-             Mrs Alison Mugford        Modern Languages
ing a Classical Greek GCSE. I was interested in this assembly, and so I decided to give it a go.                    Miss Kathleen Murphy      Head of History
Coming up to the actual GCSE in June, the class now consists of 17 people, mostly Year 10s such as my-              Mr Paul Murphy            Head of Government and Politics
self, but also one Year 11 and one Year 13. Our lessons consist of a variety of activities, including Greek         Ms Ursula Musgrove        Mathematics
grammar, language, translation, history, literature, and also Greek parties at the end of the terms, where we
                                                                                                                    Ms Helen Myles            English
bring in authentic Greek food. We learn in an atmosphere of companionship and interest.
                                                                                                                    Ms Berta Ochoa-Lopez      Laboratory Technician
For me, Greek is a fantastic opportunity to learn something I find really absorbing. We do a variety of
things- we recently saw a play detailing the story of Hippolytus in Classical Greek, (with English subti-           Mr Ben O’Donnell          Music
tles). Our new alphabet acts as a secret code, and the fact that we have enhanced our qualifications in this        Mrs Pamela Ormerod        Science
uncommon way.                                                                                                       Ms Jackie Pain            Head
Of course, we find it a trial at times - it can be quite a challenging course, and it requires a bit of willpower   Mr Richard Petty          History
to raise ourselves from our comfortable lunch table in order to go and learn a new tense or a different kind        Mrs Helen Radia           Receptionist
of clause. Sitting down to do a long translation can be a bit tough on top of our Maths, History and Phys-          Miss Elizabeth Sandall    Head of Physical Education
ics, and spending our Christmas holidays trying in vain to learn 600 vocabulary words could be construed            Mrs Zahida Sheikh         Laboratory Technician
as taxing and daunting.                                                                                             Ms Wendy Smith            Head of Classics
                                                                                                                    Dr Pauline Spence         Science, Physics
Sophie Mansell 10B                                                                                                  Mr Alan Sutton            Assistant Caretaker
                                                                                                                    Ms Marcia Teichman        Head of Science, Head of Chemistry
                                                                                                                    Mrs Christine Tindsley    Head of Drama
                                                                                                                    Mrs Janet Toledano        Finance Officer
                                                                                                                    Miss Amy Tweedale         Classics
                                                                                                                    Mrs Joanne Velleman       Development Officer.
                                                                                                                    Mrs Madeleine Velounias   Receptionist
                                                                                                                    Miss Martine Velounias    Administrative Support
                                                                                                                    Mr David Walker           Learning Resources Officer
                                                                                                                    Mrs Linda Walker          Head’s Secretary
                                                                                                                    Mrs Mandy Watts           Deputy Head, English
                                                                                                                    Mr Peter Whitehead        Site Manager
                                                                                                                    Mr John Worgan            Property Manager
                                                                                                                    Mrs Nancy Wynn-Sumner     Art, Year 8 Co-ordinator
                                                                                                                    Mr Michael York           Field Studies

                                                                                             Alison Li 12B

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                 Report from the Governor’s Association                                                           Poetry (continued)

Letter from the Chairman
Once again, we cannot reflect on the year without recognising the extraordinary achievements of the
girls and staff (both teaching and non teaching) in everything they do and as formally acknowledged
in the public GCSE, AS and A Level examination results. We are privileged to work with students
of such unique talent and commitment – the public results and Year 13’s university placements are
just one part of their many successes. We cannot hope to capture every achievement in this report,       Cancer
but we have tried to create a flavour of how wide-ranging the pupil’s activities are – well beyond
those solely conceived in the classroom. This is all part of the School’s aims – to support the          When they told me,
development of the whole person.                                                                         I was sure it couldn't be.
We are financially constrained, with a building in need of much work, only limited music and sports      Not my Mum
facilities, a sixth form carrying an increased examination burden and other hurdles. Despite this        She's so young and strong.
each year the School and the pupils delight and impress us with, amongst other things, wonderful         It couldn't be true,
music and drama competitions, many varied examples of sporting prowess, greatly valued commu-            Things like this couldn't happen to you.
nity activities, praise from work experience employers and a will to find the best they can in           I did not believe what they said,
everything they do. Congratulations to everyone involved for their dedication, hard work and for         Inside, my emotions were dead.
making the School a place to be proud of.                                                                That's why when people asked me how I was,
In January this year the School was shaken by the tragic news of the death of Dr Nick Maines. The        I said I felt fine.
pupils organised a moving and thoughtful memorial service for Dr Maines, attended by many of the         People gave me odd looks,
School community. Our sympathy goes to the many people whose life was touched by Dr Maines               But I felt there was nothing to feel,
and to his parents at such a terrible loss.                                                              It was all just so unreal.
None of the School’s achievement would be possible without the direction and vision that Jackie          My Mum looked just cool,
Pain and her Senior Leadership Team have brought to the School. At this year’s Vision Day Ms Pain        She still pestered me about work and school.
challenged the Governors with her insightful and provocative presentation of the likely educational      I didn't want to believe what people would say,
landscape of 2012. How different it may look in just 10 years time! And the message? Success today       It was as if, by not believing, I could keep it away.
is no guarantee of success tomorrow. Only by challenging our conventions and answering “how can          But then she went to hospital,
we do this better for the pupils?” will we be able to drive the school forward and honour the passion    I called her that night.
for women’s education espoused by our founder.                                                           Her voice was so so quiet,
No annual report on the School is complete without reference to our premises. Elsewhere the              It sounded all weak and sick,
Property and Premises Committee will report more fully, but I would like to make a few headline          And then I knew what she's told me had been no
comments. Work around the School has been ongoing and at times quite disruptive. To everyone             trick.
that has suffered from this – thank you for your patience. As the rolling programme of repairs           My mother had cancer,
continues, we hope everyone will enjoy the benefits of working in a safer, cleaner and more              There was nothing I could do
colourful environment.                                                                                   Oh Mummy, I love you.
The work on the Hall is (really) almost finished and while it has taken time, we feel that it has been
most worthwhile. Once again, we cannot thank the PTA enough for their financial and time                 Martha Fromson 7.3
commitment to this project as well as to all the other valuable ways in which they help the School’s
activities and build relationships with parents.
News on the build for the science block is mixed. The DfES, responding to a second bid for funds
from Ms Pain, has awarded us another Project Development Allocation to include drama and music
in the new build. This could carry grant-aid of another £0.7 million (including the Governors’ 10%)
if final approval is given. Less happily, despite the extraordinary effort that has been dedicated to
finding a design that combines fulfilling the educational needs of the School with affordability, we
are not yet confident that our plans will meet with appropriate local approvals. Until this confidence
is established, we cannot progress to a full planning application.

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                                                                                                    All the School’s ambitions need funding. As a state school we are principally funded on a per pupil
                                          Poetry                                                    basis by the LEA and it is barely sufficient to cover the annual school budget. As we’ve reported
                                                                                                    before, the Henrietta Barnett School Trust (the official foundation body of the School) has taken the
                                                                                                    courageous step of establishing a Development Office to try to raise money for the School to
If you catch my meaning                                                                             improve the facilities and learning environment. Many of you will have received communications
                                                                                                    from this office as the School’s weekly newsletter can now be sent electronically. Others of you may
Dedicated to Simon Armitage as a tribute to                                                         have seen the new website that has been created. This autumn we launched our first Annual
his appearance at 'Poetry Live' 2003.                                                               Enrichment Appeal to, amongst others, “Old Girls” and former parents in an effort to raise money
                                                                                                    to buy more “mobile IT suites” for the pupils. We have a long way to go, and it is not (yet)
I throw it up                                                                                       conventional for state schools to do this, but without extra money we cannot hope to enrich the
Into the air                                                                                        School in the way it deserves. To everyone who has already, or who hopes to contribute in future,
For you to drop it                                                                                  in whatever way they can, our heartfelt thanks.

Why should I care?                                                                                  Francesca Barnes
As long as you can justify
Your meaning floating in my sky
After all it's your interpretation
Turn my pain into elation
You turn my work back into clay
Overcasting my created day
                                                                                                                          The Governing Body 2001/2002
It's UP to you, UP in my sky                                                         Freya Cobbin
To try to see it through my eye                                                                     Foundation Governors                               Governors elected by the parents
It's UP to you, UP in the air                                                                       Francesca Barnes (Chairman)                        Michael Cymbalist
go on, catch it                                         we sit and talk                             Kate Bearman (Vice Chairman)                       Anand Desai
Let me share                                            but i have to look away                     Stuart Lester * (Vice Chairman)                    Rosalind Erskin
                                                        i can't maintain contact                    Anthony Furlong                                    Maria Jennings
(sorry, i'm not supposed to care)                       cause you might just see how i feel         Gill Hoggard
                                                        i ruined this before it started for real    Val Goss                                           Governors elected by the teaching staff
                                                                                                    Alex Graham                                        Margaret Clifford
Eleanor Graham-Dixon 11S                                i'm tempted to reach out                    Gini Matthai                                       Ralph Harris
                                                        and touch you, like i used to               John Palmer
                                                        before i knew at all                        Louise Scheuer                                     Governor elected by the non-teaching staff
                                                        but what would happen if i did?             Miriam Seidel                                      Linda Walker
                                                                                                    Alan Walker
                                                        i can’t look into your eyes
                                                        can't maintain contact for too long         Governors appointed by the London Borough
                                                        cause i'm scared you might see              of Barnet
                                                        through into my mind                        Kurshid Alam
                                                                                                    Allison Moore
                                                        But i want you to                           Kerri Summers
                                                        look into my mind/eyes
                                                        cause though i'm frightened                 Governor Ex Officio
                                                        i have to know                              Jaqualyn Pain (Headteacher)

                                                        you've made me want you again
                                                        this is your form of revenge

                        Jennifer Ukaegbu 12K            Lucy Batten 12H

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                             University Destinations                       A Message From the Institute
Cambridge                       6        Leeds                     14   You treat this place like a takeaway.
Medicine                        3        Bristol                   8    You grab your good grades and you go.
Mathematics                     1        Birmingham                6    But we were here long before you came
Geography                       1        Warwick                   3    Stretching in the quad below.
Philosophy                      1        Nottingham                3
                                         Manchester                3    And here we remain long after you leave,
Oxford                          6        Cardiff                   2
                                                                        Our range of night classes is rife:
PPE                             2        Edinburgh                 2
                                                                        Languages, Poetry, Yoga-
Archaeology & Ancient History   1        St Andrews                2
                                                                        And sometimes, if we're lucky, Still Life!
Economics and Management        1        Sheffield                 2
Law                             1        Salford                   1
                                                                        In the corridors you blankly stare past us,
Medicine                        1        Southampton               1
                                         Glasgow                   1    We do not exist to some.
                                         Leicester                 1    You're frightened because we remind you
London                          30                                      Of what you might one day become.
                                         Reading                   1
Guy’s/Kings/Thomas’s            3        York                      1
                                         Manchester Metropolitan   1    You laugh because our clothes are funny
Medicine                        2                                       And sometimes our hair is a mess.
                                         Sussex                    1
Dentistry                       1                                       You see our anoraks, but not our tears
                                         University of Wales       1
                                         Kingston                  1    And if you did, you wouldn't care less.
Imperial College                7
Biology                         2                                       You think we're stupid for wanting to learn.
Chemistry                       1                                       Behind our backs you say we're freakish and loony.
Medicine                        4                                       But your cruel remarks haven't hurt since the day
                                                                        We were made part of Middlesex Uni.
Kings College                   2
Physiotherapy                   1
                                                                        Now we are braver, we just won't accept
English                         1
                                                                        Being mocked, living in constant fear.
                                                                        But we are good people, so we give you this warning:
London School of Economics      1
                                                                        THE GLORIOUS REVOLUTION IS NEAR!
Queen Mary & Westfield          4
                                                                        And when that time comes...
Medicine                        2
Law                             1
                                                                                     No hall will be left unbooked.
Economics, Finance &            1
                                                                                     No room will be left unrearranged.
                                                                        We will commence the attack as soon as we can
Royal Free/University College   8
                                                                        But first our strength must grow.
Ancient World Studies           1
                                                                        So we bend and flex and jump and hop
History                         1
                                                                        And stretch in the quad below.
Psychology                      1
Maths and Computer Science1
                                                                        Gemma Newman 12K
St George’s                     1
Medicine                        1

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kick us out of the building (why they’d want it is the “mystifying” part) but we won both that, and
our fight to keep the school a grammer. We don’t know how the school would have changed if                                         Development Office Report
those things had happened, but we’re pretty sure that this is the best outcome, because without
those things, it wouldn’t be our school, and even after all the madness of the last seven years, we
still love HBS and hope that in the future, it only changes for the better.                             Jo Velleman, Henrietta Barnett’s Development Director, has been organising fund- raising and
                                                                                                        engaging sponsors for the school since November 2001. Extra funding allows the school to
Rosie Parsons and Rumina Hassam                                                                         enhance the educational experience of the pupils in addition to the basics provided by State
                                                                                                        At present, government money pays for the cost of teaching and administration staff and for the
                                                                                                        day to day running of the school. The Governing Body pays for some items and equipment needed
                                                                                                        to improve our facilities, such as the mobile IT suites, which the school has purchased this year.

                    A Village in Texas Has Lost its Idiot
                                                                                                        Each suite consists of an interactive mobile whiteboard linked to 30 laptop computers and the
                                                                                                        appropriate software and network cabling. All the whiteboard and the laptops can interface,
                             (and other banners from the anti-war war)                                  allowing girls to work on the school network. Eventually the mobile classroom should move to the
                                                                                                        girls, rather than girls moving around the school. The school currently has two sets of laptops
                                                                                                        supporting the Science, Mathematics and Language departments and we are aiming to purchase
On the 15th of February I joined a group of two million people marching for peace. Except we didn’t     another four, at a cost of approximately £30,000 each.
march. We shuffled for peace.                                                                           The Governing Body is also required to provide 10% of the costs of maintaining the 1910 Lutyens
I started at Gower Street with my family and two friends we met up with. We were in the middle          Grade Two II listed building which is a very expensive building to run. The administration office,
of a large group of people. Many had banners, some home-made, but there were piles of ‘Daily            Bigwood toilets, some of the main building staircases and corridors have been refurbished recently
Mirror’ placards that you could pick up. We weren’t too keen on being a walking advert. We              and work is currently progressing on the Main Hall.
then discovered that we weren’t the only ones – there were plenty of banners with the tops              Recently, the DfES and the London Borough of Barnet have agreed to substantial grants, running
ripped off, where the red and black words were meant to be! We then wondered what would                 to several million pounds, to fund the proposed new building. However the Governing Body are
happen to all the banners –would they be recycled, where the sticks from sustainable forests and        required to provide 10% of the agreed amount and 100% of any additional amount not covered by
so on and so forth. Mary, one of the family friends ‘marching’ with us, commented ‘All they’d           this grant.
need is a hammer and nails, and every homeless person in London could build themselves a hut’.          With such financial demands on the school, support from current pupils, alumnae, local residents
We had a really good attendant from the Stop the War Coalition who got us all chanting, because         and staff is essential. The Development Office works closely with the Henrietta Barnett School
it was very cold and there was no movement, not even any shuffling. But there was plenty of noise,      Association, and its progress is detailed on the school website (, with
because people were selling whistles and we all shouted and screamed and sang. And there were           updates on School sports fixtures, details of successes by individual pupils or groups involved
Mexican waves of sound, and you heard them in front and then we all joined in and then you heard        with extra-curricular activities and recent awards such as the Sunday Times 2002 School of the Year
it carry on for ages behind. We had plenty of those past the theatre where Les Miserables was on.       and the award for Academic Achievement from the London Borough of Barnet.
All the little revolutionary children waved at us; they were so cute. They got a peace sign and         Money has been raised through a termly appeal run by the PTA which pays for specific items each
waved it at is.                                                                                         year. The first Annual Enrichment Appeal has already brought in cash and commitments of over
It might have been better to start at the Embankment, because we planned to meet some other             £60,000. In addition to this the Development Office has started an annual Leavers’ Appeal so that
friends who came from that direction. They reached Hyde Park before we did, but they didn’t get         families of girls who are leaving us at the end of Year 11 or 13 have the opportunity to recognise
to see the best bit, when some people who lived above the shops on the march route put speakers         the contribution the school has made to their lives.
out of the windows and played The Beatles’ ‘All you need is Love’ over and over again (but we           Old girls of the school have been wonderfully supportive – one individual gave £10,000 to help
were actually walking by then, so we didn’t go mad from repetition). I never realised I knew so         refurbish the Main Hall and we encourage our alumnae to leave us legacies in their wills to help
many of the lyrics. They also had a poster reading ‘LOVE YOUR MUM’, so we did, as my Dad                provide for future generations of HBS girls. Teaching staff past and present also contribute to our
phoned his Mum.                                                                                         ongoing fund-raising efforts, even going to the lengths of running in the New York marathon in
In fact, we never reached Hyde Park, because it took us four hours to get within five miles of it,      aid of the school.
where the ‘shufflers’ were convening to hear the anti-war speakers. So no, I didn’t get to see Ms
Dynamite. And there were no toilets on the shuffle, so we were all a bit desperate by 4pm, and it       Jo Velleman
was getting dark. But it really good fun, so if there’s another one, I’ll be there. So altogether now
– ‘If you think that Bush’s a cowboy say yeehah! Yeehah! If you think Bush’s a cowboy…..’

Rosie Fletcher 8H

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                                         HBS Success                                                                                           Year 13s on HBS
The last year has been a remarkably successful one for HBS in all kinds of ways, not least in the          We have seen head teachers come and go. We remember a time when B8 and Bigwood I.T. room did
national league tables. The school was the focus of some very favourable coverage in both the              not exist. We were even here when the Spice Girls were cool. We are year 13s.
national and the local press. In November we were awarded Sunday Times School of the Year which            As the last year to get into HBS by interviews as well as exams, we’re also probably the only sane
was an outstanding achievement. We are unable to re-print the article here, but if you would like to       ones left (well…maybe!) and after seven years at this school, we should be able to judge just how
read it you can find it on the school’s website:                                      HBS has changed.
                                                                                                           There have been changes over the years, coming from inside and out, and the school has changed
Here is an article from the Evening Standard which came out at around the same time.                       with every one of them. More teachers have come and gone than we can count, and all of them have
                                                                                                           changed our lives in some way, and made our time here memorable. Our year especially seems to
                                                                                                           have been guinea-pigs for new ideas and initiatives in the school, some very successful, and others
State school makes top five                                                                                less so… for example, the idea of taking year 8 to Newcastle was great, lots of fun and very
                                                                                                           educational (at least in how to understand a Geordie accent), but taking us on a trip to a steel works
By Ronan McGreevy, Evening Standard                                                                        there maybe wasn’t the best idea for 100 13-year-old girls. PSHE lessons were another big favourite
18 November 2002                                                                                           for changes, and while confusing ILAC signs and hilarious drug conferences didn’t work so well,
                                                                                                           we were also the first for sex ed from the 6th form, which we did.
A London state school has achieved better A-levels than almost every public school in the country,         We’ve grown up through various crazes, and had some brilliant times throughout this school, and
including Eton and Harrow.                                                                                 every year something changes. When we started year seven, there was of course that crucial period
The Henrietta Barnett School in Hampstead Garden Suburb has become not only the top state school           of adjustment from primary school, and everyone makes it in their own way, mostly by playing
in the country, but the first whose A-level performance has put it among Britain's top five schools.       endless card games, and of course, climbing trees (coincidentaly, year seven is the only time your
A London state school has achieved better A-levels than almost every public school in the country,         skirt is long enough to do this). It was a confusing time, when we were still trying to work out
including Eton and Harrow.                                                                                 exactly where everything was, or where that passage from the P.E. dept. led (backstage if you’re still
It charges nothing, but its results put it ahead of such prestigious institutions as £19,098-a-year Eton   not sure), and whether the Field Centre really was just a hut in the countryside with no toilet. Of
and £19,125-a-year Harrow, as well as some of the most expensive girls' schools in the country, such       course, it basically was, but that first Field Centre was also great fun, where friendships were made
as £20,970-a-year Rodean and £20,677-a-year Cheltenham Ladies College.                                     and broken, we first felt independence, and got incredibly excited about Wardour Castle, where a
Henrietta Barnett, a 700-place selective grammer school for girls, has consistently had some of the        tiny bit of Robin Hood was filmed (“I stood where Kevin Costner stood! And there, and there, and
best A-level results in Britain and was one of the first winners of the Evening Standard London            I sat on that little grotto thing…”)
School Awards for Academic Excellence in 1999.                                                             As we moved up through the years, things got harder, especially when we realised there was more
Since then it has surpassed even its own high standards, rising from 22nd in the A-level league table      to homework than title pages. There were more crazes, like tamagotchies and pagers – both of which
in 2000 to first among state schools in the country this year. Almost 95 per cent of its pupils achieved   caused ridiculous amounts of trouble, when teachers weren’t used to endless beeping throughout
As and Bs in this year's A-levels. Only three other schools in Britain this year had better results but    lessons, unlike nowadays. We got introduced to the joys of Latin, along with the unforgettable
these - St Paul's Girls, Westminster and Lady Eleanor Holles, all in London - are fee-paying.              Caecilius and Metella.
Henrietta Barnett School is helped by rigorous selection, admitting fewer than one in 10 applicants        Field Centre trips got more exciting, especially in year nine, where we were the guinea pigs (again)
following a series of reasoning tests and then further examinations in English and maths. Comedian         for the army training camp. A bit of pace for 14 year old North London girls, but always good for a
Victoria Wood and broadcasters Sue Cook and Jon Snow are among those who have sent their                   laugh when someone falls in the ditch.
daughters to the school.                                                                                   Finally, we found ourselves in the GCSE years and as we actually realised we had to do some work,
Despite the outstanding academic successes of its pupils, it still has to contend with the same            even more things changed, with a new head teacher, and worst of all, the rise in popularity of the
problems which beset most state schools.                                                                   internet and MSN messenger, meaning even less work got done! Our school uniform lost all
Headteacher Jacqualyn Pain said: "The school can look shabby because we don't have the money to            resemblance to… well… a school uniform, and we were finally allowed on Central Square, meaning
paint walls every couple of years, and we don't have the latest textbooks. But we are lucky that our       we lost all interest in going there. We began to find our independence, which meant plenty of things,
parent-teachers' association provide about £50,000 a year."                                                not least that house parties started replacing discos, and that our form time debates/arguments
Brian Marsh, whose daughter Maija, 13, attends Henrietta Barnett, said: "The only thing that will get      with our tutors became a regular event!
you into the school is academic excellence, not your ability to pay or who you know. The school is         Over two years, we were going to boycott uniforms, the canteen, tidiness rota and Mr Buck.
simply a commonwealth of intelligent people."                                                              Anyway… we sorted ourselves out eventually, and although we managed to find a few problems,
                                                                                                           we’ve really loved our time here, and are still happy with the school as it is now.
                                                                                                           In some ways, the school has hardly changed since we joined in year seven; the same buildings are
                                                                                                           there, the same friendly spirit and of course our single-sex, grammer status! However, throughout
                                                                                                           the last seven years, we, the school, and our parents have had to fight for all of those things, as the
                                                                                                           school’s mystifying relationship with the Institute hasn’t always been this easy. They even tried to
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                         My First Day at Henrietta Barnett                                                                                         Head Girl Report
                                                                                                              Head Girl: Batul Kaj with team Ishita Mathur and Clair Cummins

My first couple of days were a few of the best days of my life. I made good friends, I loved the school and   Each year the lower sixth elect a senate of eleven students to represent the sixth form. From the
everyone was friendly. On the very first day we had our very first form time with Miss James and got to       senate this year, Batul, Ishita and Clair were subsequently elected to the Head Girl Team to oversee
know each other. It was then that everyone met the friend that they were never going to forget.
                                                                                                              the senate, the school council (which consists of representatives from all years of the school) and
Later on we had a break, then we went back to our form room to get more information on how to ‘survive’       generally liase between the lower school, the sixth form and the staff.
in this madhouse. We got our homework diaries and learnt which teachers teach which subjects and our in-
dividual timetables were given out.                                                                           As part of its duties, this year’s senate co-ordinates the numerous sixth form teams, which very
                                                                                                              from the Green Team to the Drama Team. The Head Girl Team also organises the school open days
Next: Lunch! Any place with chips is good! During this time a lot of people met up with their links, which    and arranges sixth form supervision of entrance exams. The Head Girl Team is responsible for
was not easy at it took a while to find them in such a maze of a school! I needed to use a map to find the    organising the Leaver’s Service for year thirteen: this year as well as managing the event, Batul has
classrooms I had lessons in and I got lost far too many times! After lunch we were taken outside where        provided Michael Parkinson as the official speaker for the event. In addition, since Mr
there were loads of things to do from circus tricks to water rockets to tying knots.                          Underwood’s departure at Christmas 2002 the senate has taken control of school charities, and
                                                                                                              have initiated a school partnership with a secondary school in Zimbabwe in need of financial
And the best thing was: no homework for three weeks!                                                          support to keep it open.
That was my first day at HBS, and a message for the next lot of year sevens, beware of the madhouse!
                                                                                                              The team has also represented the school at official events such as the Henrietta Barnett Alumnae
Niccole Ranaei (7B.1)
                                                                                                              Reunion Dinner and the Commonwealth Day Observance at Westminster Abbey in March this
                                                                                                              year, in the presence of the Queen, the Duke of Edinborough and the Prince of Wales.

                                                                                                              Currently the senate are purchasing a new chocolate machine for the main building and aim to
                                                                                                              hold a school summer fair in the summer term.
My first day at Henrietta Barnett was on the 4th September 2002. When I walked into the school, I was ter-
rified and scared. I thought I would have no friends but things soon changed. When I started I thought the
people would be snobby and posh, but now I know they aren’t. On my first day my form tutor Mr Under-
wood gave us our homework diaries and our timetable, of where we have to go and at what time. After that
he took us outside near the tennis courts where he told us we would be doing different activities such as
making part of a hot air balloon and trying to make a big bubble!

I spent the the first half of my second day at HBS with our form tutor and the second half getting to know
some of our teachers. At lunchtime I had my first ever canteen lunch and luckily enough I loved it and
knew from then on that would be all I would eat in school.

My third day at HBS was spent getting to know my way around. We were told what to do and where to go
if there was a fire alarm. After we knew knew where to go, we had to go to our lessons. I had Maths, P.E.
and P.S.H.E… the hardest part of going to these lessons was finding where to go!

I knew after my first few days that I was going to have a great time at HBS. I have got used to the school
and the surroundings. I have many friends and I now do many lunchtime activities, such as netball, hockey,
cricket and choir.

The homework they give at HBS isn’t that much, it is nothing compared to some schools. The teachers are
really friendly and always help when you need them.

Suchita Patel (7.3)

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                                     Staff Departures                                                                                    John Cooper Clarke

Dr Nicholas David Maines                           1969 - 2002
                                                                                                         i wanna be yours                        I want to wash your dishes.
It was with great sadness and shock that we learnt of the death of Nick Maines in January 2002.
He was a loved colleague who was a great strength in the maths department and an active presence                                                 I want to tidy up your bookshelf.
                                                                                                         let me be your vacuum cleaner           I want to make your bed (after I've got out).
in the music department, playing the organ, piano and violin in school events. Nick was extremely
                                                                                                         breathing in your dust                  I want to pay your bills.
dedicated to his pupils and colleagues. At the time of his death, he had just finished supervising the
                                                                                                         let me be your ford cortina             I want to shave your legs and cut you deep.
GCSE mock examinations.
                                                                                                         i will never rust                       I want you...
On 4th February 2002 the whole school attended a celebration of Nick’s life in the Free Church on
                                                                                                         if you like your coffee hot
Central Square. Girls and staff contributed music and words to create a moving and memorable                                                     I want to wash your car.
                                                                                                         let me be your coffee pot
service.                                                                                                                                         I want to tie your laces.
                                                                                                         you call the shots
In January this year Bigwood staffroom had a special lunch to remember Nick. This Spring a                                                       I want to feed you pasta.
                                                                                                         i wanna be yours
cherry tree was planted in front of Bigwood as a memorial and a plaque is to accompany it. The                                                   I want to comb your hair for nits.
governors are also arranging for an organ scholarship to be founded in Nick’s memory at St Jude’s                                                I want to wear your glasses.
                                                                                                         let me be your raincoat
Church.                                                                                                                                          I want you...
                                                                                                         for those frequent rainy days
You are missed and remembered with great affection Nick.
                                                                                                         let me be your dreamboat
                                                                                                         when you wanna sail away
                     If I should die and leave you here a while,
                                                                                                         let me be your teddy bear               You are the glue that holds my heart together.
                     Be not like others, sore undone, who keep
                                                                                                         take me with you anywhere               You are the pen that stabs my heart.
                     Long vigils by the silent dust, and weep.
                                                                                                         i don't care                            You are the rubber that erases all bad things.
                     For my sake - turn again to life and smile,
                                                                                                         i wanna be yours                        You are the ruler that keeps me in line.
                     Nerving thy heart and trembling hand to do                                                                                  You are the crayons that brighten up my life.
                     Something to comfort other hearts than thine.                                                                               You are the compass that completes the circle.
                                                                                                         let me be your electric meter
                     Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine                                                                                You are the highlighter that highlights the good in
                                                                                                         i will not run out
                     And I, perchance, may therein comfort you.                                                                                  me.
                                                                                                         let me be the electric heater
                                                                                                                                                 You are the pencil case that holds all my love for
                                                                                                         you get cold without
                                                                                                         let me be your setting lotion
                                                                                                         hold your hair
                                                                                                         with deep devotion
                                                                                                         deep as the deep                        Your love is like a Duracell battery
                                                                                                         atlantic ocean                          It keeps me going on and on and on!
                                                                                                         that's how deep is my emotion           Your love is like the tweezers to my eyebrows
                                                                                                         deep deep deep deep de deep             It keeps me neat and trim.
                                                                                                         deep                                    Your love is like an electric blanket it keeps me
                                                                                                         i don't wanna be hers                   warm at night.
                                                                                                         i wanna be yours                        Your love is like a straight path
                                                                                                                                                 It keeps me going right.
                                                                                                                                                 Your love is like a bra
                                                                                                         John Cooper Clarke
                                                                                                                                                 It gives me the support I crave.

                                                                                                                                                 Poems by groups from 8S

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                            I had Rather be a Schoolgirl                                                                          Staff Departures (continued)

I had rather be a schoolgirl                                                                            Mr Underwood
than a teacher.
When I was young
                                                                                                        As many of you know, Mr. Underwood left at the end of the autumn term. Mr. Underwood was
I used to think
                                                                                                        and will be remembered for being one of the friendliest, most knowledgeable teachers at HBS.
teachers get to boss around,
                                                                                                        When I asked my friends for their thoughts, the general response was that he was a just a really nice
teachers get to shout at people
                                                                                                        guy: He always said ‘Hello’ in the corridors, used to have a good chat with us every so often, and
teachers get to watch the worldcup final
                                                                                                        genuinely cared about his students.
when they’re supposed to be in lessons,
                                                                                                         For four of my five years at HBS, Mr. Underwood taught me both PHSE and History. I can safely
teachers get to go to the clean “Staff Only”
                                                                                                        say that I never had a lesson that wasn’t interesting and that I never asked a question that he did
                                                                                                        not know the answer to. Mr. Underwood was the person who made History fun. He taught PHSE
teachers get
                                                                                                        with enthusiasm and vast knowledge, making us see things in a different way each lesson.
                                                                                                        Mr Underwood should also be remembered for his charitable side. As any charity rep. will know,
                                                                                                        there is nothing HBS love more than making teachers do strange things for charity. From what I can
And now I’ve grown up
                                                                                                        remember, Mr. Underwood has agreed to go on Teacher Blind Date, been sponged on several
to be a teacher,
                                                                                                        occasions and, of course, there is no forgetting that dance with Ms. Murphy in the Teacher Talent
I found out that this job
                                                                                                        Show. There was something great about watching him strut his funky stuff to ‘You’re The One That
is no better than any other jobs in the world.
                                                                                                        I Want’ dressed like John Travolta.
Teachers have to pretend to know nothing                               Emma Yang 9H                     He is very much missed at HBS and on that note; we all wish him every success at his new school
when someone sticks a “kick me!” poster on
                                                                                                        and good luck in the future.
their backs,
teachers have to look calm                                I had rather be a schoolgirl
                                                          Than a sheep                                  Aimeé Allam 11B
at a “human reproductive diagram”
when they desperately want to giggle them-                Although sometimes it seems the other way.
selves,                                                   Sheep don’t have homework
                                                                                                        Ms Boyarsky
teachers have to pretend they’ve done noth-               IT project work
ing                                                       Exam work
                                                                                                        History teacher Ms Boyarsky left Henrietta Barnett to teach at South Hampstead High School at
when one of their students                                Essay work
                                                                                                        Christmas 2002. Ms Boyarsky taught History at all levels of the school from year seven to A level,
have discovered they’re smuggling sweets                  Or any other form of work.
                                                                                                        and will be greatly missed by both students and teachers.
into their mouth                                          They can just eat grass:
                                                                                                        A knowledgeable historian, Ms Boyarsky has an excellent understanding of the subject, mentally
in an exam, mark my words,                                No canteen unspeakables for them.
                                                                                                        carrying round the complete extended Tudor family tree, exactly who was chained to railings
teachers have                                             They don’t even have to queue.
                                                                                                        during the Suffragette movement and other fascinating historical curiosities, ready for any inquisi-
to……………………………………………..                                     Or pay.
                                                                                                        tive student’s question.
                                                          No sheep has to wait in the cold
                                                                                                        Not only possessing an in-depth knowledge of topics dictated by the National Curriculum and the
Oh, the bell’s just gone,                                 For a bus that never comes.
                                                                                                        exam boards, she also has an exceptional general knowledge of History in general. Her talents
I’d better stop thinking about all this rub-              Or explain why they were late.
                                                                                                        proved invaluable, particularly to those taking the subject at A level when studying individual
bish,                                                     No one expects them to feel excited
                                                                                                        historical topics for coursework.
or maybe not all are rubbish after all,                   At the thought of a field trip to Golders
                                                                                                        Lessons with Ms Boyarsky were always fun, with maximum use of alternative methods of under-
and walk into the classroom                               Green.
                                                                                                        standing a question or issue, such as discussing primary source documents and additional histori-
with the face of iceberg.                                 Or read their geography text books for fun.
                                                                                                        cal texts.
                                                          No detentions are given to sheep,
                                                                                                        A genuinely friendly teacher, she made History lessons inspiring and accessible, encouraging
Yishi Tan 9H                                              For wearing stripy socks to school,
                                                                                                        pupils to continue studying History to higher levels.
                                                          And sheep don’t listen to alarm clocks;
                                                                                                        Ms Boyarsky’s departure is a sad loss to the History department, but we wish her good luck at
                                                          They can sleep in every day.
                                                                                                        South Hampstead and on behalf of all her History students are grateful for her independent and
                                                          So next time I can’t do my homework,
                                                                                                        incisive approach.
                                                          I’ll go chew on a mouthful of grass.
                                                                                                        Anna Cornelius 12K
                                                          Rachel Tocknell 9H
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                                    Libraries 2002-3                                                         Daphne Schiller

We have already had an action packed beginning to the year. “Book Week” took place in October
2002. Guest speakers included the authors Jeremy Trafford and Maggie Gee who inspired the
pupils with their down to earth insights into the art of writing. Andrea Solomons, a script writer      I had rather be a woman
from the television sitcom “My family” let us in on a few “behind the scenes” secrets and screen-       Than an earwig
writer and producer of the film “51st State”, Malcom Kholl, intrigued us with his knowledge of the      But there’s not much in it sometimes.
film industry. Children’s writer Verna Wilkins led an exciting “What’s in a Book?” workshop for         We both crawl out of bed
year 8 and Finchley Books “opened shop” in the Library, selling books at a discount. To complete        But there the likeness ends.
the week, pupils read the poems they composed on the theme of “elsewhere” for National Poetry           Earwigs don’t have to
Day.                                                                                                    Feed their children,
In February, Carnegie Medal winner and renowned young adults author Tim Bowler worked with              Feed the cat,
Year 7s on their writing skills. They thoroughly enjoyed their sessions with him and Mr Bowler was      Feed the rabbits,
very impressed with the standard of their writing. We ran a short story competition for “World          Feed the dishwasher.
Book Day” for years 7 to 11. The winning entries can be found in the Creative Work section of this      They don’t need
magazine.                                                                                               Clean sheets,
The Library is well supported by pupils and staff and works closely with the English Department.        Clean clothes,
The generosity of the PTA has contributed substantially to what it is today and we look forward to      Clean carpets,
the day when we can expand to a library commensurate with a school this size.                           A clean bill of health.
The Careers Library received full accreditation status in 2002 after an audit by the Careers Service.   They just rummage about
It is well stocked with the very latest books and brochures enabling pupils to make informed            In chrysanthemums.
decisions about their Subject choices for GCSE, A level, higher education and gap years. Parents are    No one expects them
welcome to use the facility.                                                                            To have their
                                                                                                        Teetotal, vegetarian
Ilana Lucas (librarian)                                                                                 Mothers-in-law
                                                                                                        To stay for Christmas,
                                                                                                        Or to feel a secret thrill
                                                                                                        At the thought of extending the kitchen.
                                                                                                        Earwigs can snap their pincers at life
                                                                                                        And scurry about being quite irresponsi-
                                                                                                        They enjoy an undeserved reputation
                                                                                                        Which frightens the boldest child.
                                                                                                        Next time I feel hysterical
                                                                                                        I’ll bite a hole in a dahlia.

                                                                                                        Daphne Schiller

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 Poems Written in the Style of...                                                                          Trips
                                                            Donhead Field Centre
         William Carlos Williams
                                                            Donhead Field Centre continues to flourish! The village school was purchased from Salisbury
This is just to say                This is just to say      Diocesan Council in 1971. In the 32 years since then, countless girls and staff have visited the centre.
                                                            I am in contact with many “Old Girls” who fondly remember their visits to Donhead St Andrew
I have eaten                       I used up                and who recount numerous stories about their time there. Our aim is that the current generation of
the plums                          all the hot water        girls should also have experiences that will last them well beyond their time at school.
that were in                       in my bath               Our activities very from slightly year to year but the current programmes are as follows:
the icebox                         this morning
                                                            Year 7 (Spring Term 2003)
and which                          so there is none left
you were probably                  and you will have        Our aim with this year group is to compare and contrast the girls’ home/local area with life in the
saving                             all the cold water       21st century countryside in Britain. The girls find out what it is like to live in the countryside by
for breakfast                      and no time.             investigating services and demography, transport and employment. They are taught fieldwork
                                                            techniques in practical investigations. They visit a local farm, the tiny market town of Shaftesbury
Forgive me                         Forgive me               and explore the local ruined Wardour Castle which was a victim of the English Civil War in the 17 th
they were delicious                it was so relaxing       century.
so sweet                           so steamy, bubbly
and so cold                        and so wet.
                                                            Year 8 (Summer 2003)
William Carlos Williams            Siobhan Stone 8B
                                                            The Year 8 visits are further afield and relate more directly to the national curriculum. Last
                                                            Autumn, the girls visited Old Sarum and Salisbury Cathedral en route to Donhead. They went to
                                                            the Isle of Portland where they visited Portland Castle (built up by Henry VIII) and Chesil Beach.
                                                            There they investigated environmental issues with the help of reserve wardens in a glass-bottomed
                                                            boat. Next followed a visit to the Old Harry rocks to examine chalk scenery and Studland to
                                                            examine the ecology of the sand dune. The girls also spent a day in Bath where they visited the
                                                            Roman Bath complex which included handling Roman artefacts and applying Year 8 Latin text, the
                                                            Costume Museum where they looked at and drew costumes throughout the ages and viewed the
                                                            world of Jane Austen’s Georgian Bath.

                                                            Year 9 (summer 2003)

                                                            The girls follow a very different programme in Year 9. They visit the area in whole forms and whilst
                                                            half of the form stay at Donhead Field Centre, the other half camp nearby. The groups switch over
                                                            m midweek.
                                                            They follow a programme of outdoor pursuits. In recent years we have had the privilege of
                                                            working with the army youth team at various sites on Salisbury Plain and the girls have also taken
                                                            part in horse riding, sailing, go-karting, clay pigeon shooting, and hiking.
                                                            In June this year, Year 9 will mountain bike, quad bike, paintball, orienteer, wall climb, canoe,
                                                            kayak, follow a Tree Top Trail and problem solve.
                                                            Donhead Field Centre is well maintained, decorated and equipped. It is financed quite separately
                                                            from the school budget and the Trustees do appreciate the support, both financial and interest wise,
                                                            that is given by the whole school community from girls and staff to parents and Governors.
                                                            The centre is about 150 minutes drive from school and is situated in a lovely area of the country-
                                           Bina Patel 11H   side. Please feel free to pop in and see us when we are in session. You will be made most welcome!

                                                            Mrs Hardwidge
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                             Year 8 Field Centre Report                                                                                Black and White Rainbow
                                                                                                           realised I had forgotten the suit and the gloves and had left them lying over the chair. And shoes,
Once upon a time in a not-so-far-away land two year 8 girls were walking down the corridor, when
                                                                                                           as well, I had forgotten to select a pair of shoes.
all of a sudden Miss Gwinnell popped out of nowhere and stopped them in their tracks. She said
                                                                                                           I didn’t take my youngest to the funeral. After all, she was only just four and I wasn’t sure she even
to one of the girls, “Hey, Lara, you’ll write me an article about the Field Centre, won’t you? To
                                                                                                           understood. However, the jealously was plainly noticeable in her whines when we were dressing
which Lara replied, “What?!” Miss Gwinnell turned to the girl beside Lara and said, “Hilla will
                                                                                                           hurriedly that morning, feeling resentful and mistreated. Whinging that it wasn’t fair that we got to
help you!” “What?!” exclaimed Hilla. They were about to plead “Do we have to?” But by that time
                                                                                                           ‘see’ my mother and she didn’t. I ran upstairs and grabbed the photograph from inside my make-up
she had already run off.
                                                                                                           bag, and thrust it at her, telling her to draw this while we shoved some cornflakes down our throats,
So here we are, Lara and Hilla, writing about our beloved Field Centre. It all started back in
                                                                                                           or in my case, while I poured coffee down my throat and waited for the reproaching glances of my
September of 2002, our second trip to the Field Centre. We are in 8H, so this article will be about
                                                                                                           brother when he noted that the wreath from ‘the family’ was plain snowdrops, while he had
our experience of the Field Centre and no one else’s. Before we delve into our exciting Field Centre
                                                                                                           suggested a riot of pansies, chrysanthemums and lavender. Lavender that would permeate the
adventures we would like you to note that our memories are a bit fuzzy and we can’t remember
                                                                                                           entire church and leave us coughing throughout the service!
the order in which we did things and what days we did what. So we will just tell you about some
                                                                                                           She trailed in mournfully and asked me despondently what the photograph was of.
of the places that we went to and what we did there.
                                                                                                           ‘A rainbow, of course!’ I answered snappily. ‘Now, go and get your new pens and draw it!’
We were the first class in our year to go again. Our visits began even before we arrived at the Field
                                                                                                           I saw her climb up to the tall dining table and set about drawing, her brow furrowed in concentra-
Centre as we stopped off at Salisbury cathedral on the way.
                                                                                                           tion. Twenty minutes later, as I was rummaging around for my handbag, I gave a fleeting look to
It was bucketing with rain by the time we got there (this fact at least is vivid in our minds). We were
                                                                                                           her drawing. Although the photograph was directly in front of her, she was drawing a rectangular
split into groups and taken on tours. We were told that the pillars that supported the building were
                                                                                                           house with a chimney, a path, and four square windows. I asked her why she wasn’t drawing the
made out of a special limestone that had small fossils of snails and shells in it and that they were
                                                                                                           picture, grandmother’s picture.
polished with animal fat (that’s nice). After a tour of the inside we were taken on a tour of the inside
                                                                                                           ‘It can’t be a rainbow’, she told me witheringly. ‘A rainbow is never black and white’.
of the roof! It was really interesting as we could see how the curves in the ceiling were formed and
all the beams, etc. To get there we had to walk crouched under small tunnels and lots of worn down
                                                                                                           Sophie Mansell 10B
steps. We saw the whole of the inside, even where the bell and the tower were.
One sunny day, we went to Portland Castle, built by Henry VIII. A lot of traditional things were
left there, including the cannons. It was all very interesting and lifelike. After Portland Castle, we
went to Chesil Beach. There we were shown how the pebbles eroded. There was also a Nature
Reserve near there so we looked around that and were taken on a tour of the wildlife in the area by
one of the people who worked there. We also got to go on a glass-bottomed boat and saw all the
crabs and seaweed in the lake-ish area. That was pretty fun because most of us had never been on
a glass bottomed boat before.
Another place that we went to was very near the coast. We went there to see Old Harry and his
wife. No, not some old guy and his wife, but stacks! Yes, stacks, stacks that had been formed out of
the cliff due to weathering and erosion. We stood on a headland near them and drew them. We
could see the Isle of Wight from there. For once it wasn’t raining.
One of the more memorable days was when we went to Bath. Here we got our first chance to
wander around in our little groups. But before our free time we went to the Roman Baths. However
we were given what seemed like a very long lecture in a very dark room before we were allowed
to explore. Most of us were very tired from the previous nights’ midnight feasts and staying up half
the night chatting, so there was a great temptation there to just dose off for a moment…
But we resisted and the lecturer was showed us slides of the things we could look for and we also
got to handle Roman pottery. When we wandered around we had to draw two artefacts that we
liked. The water that filled the open-air bath was very green because of the algae. Just before our
free time we were given a map of the area and were told that we had to find our own way to the
Costume Museum. We all thought it would be a piece of cake. Se we enjoyed our free time where                                                                       Maya de Paula Hanika 11S
we got to look around Bath and shop! We discovered the Cadbury café, Etam, Ben & Jerry’s, a
fudge shop and many other places. It was nice not to have the teachers around for a bit, just to see
how we could get on by ourselves. Then our time was up and began the search for the Costume
(clothes) museum. We were late, naturally, as we got lost on the way! But we eventually arrived

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                   Black and White Rainbow (continued)                                                                             Year 8 Field Centre Report (continued)
on the compost heap, except the one of the rainbow that I placed in between the pages of my Bible,
                                                                                                                and in the museum we had to draw two clothes from different eras. It was funny to see what
Revelations, chapter 4, verse 3, where it said; ‘And he who sat there appeared like jasper and carnelian, and
                                                                                                                people used to wear. We all found this day extremely enjoyable.
round the throne was a rainbow that looked like an emerald.’ And I imagined that my rainbow was this
rainbow that surrounded a magnificent throne, and covered all the angels in with blushes of its colours.        There were also the coach trips. We sung ourselves hoarse and chanted to every destination (all the
                                                                                                                coach drivers and teachers we had got sick of us). You just couldn’t escape the sounds of young
                                                                                                                livelihood and promising singers!
Apart from the faint, musty smell that you seem to associate with old houses and old clothing, I                So three you have it, most of the places that we went to in our year 8 visit to the Field Centre. There
didn’t have much of a problem going into her bedroom. I had to find something to bury her in, and               are still many more and a lot more to it, though. Not to mention all of our outside activities, we did
I had a vague recollection of a periwinkle blue wool suit, that she must have worn to someone’s                 loads at the Field Centre itself as well. Between midnight feasts and waking up early, housework
wedding, maybe mine or my brother’s. I couldn’t find this particular garment buried in amongst                  and evening work, we didn’t have any time not to have fun! Almost every night was a sleepover;
all the others in the heavy oak wardrobe, but I finally settled on a green tartan suit which must               we played music, we danced, we read and we played games. Unfortunately, we were caught every
have been pretty new. I certainly hadn’t seen it before.                                                        time (once at three o’clock in the morning, when a spider and a daddy longlegs made a visit to a
I remembered her fondness for gloves, and wondered if she had a pair to match the suit. A woman                 girl while she was on the loo). Even after those nights we had to wake up at 7.30 each morning and
like her would be ashamed to be seen at the Pearly Gates in improper attire, no gloves and just in              in the evening everyone had a different chore to do; whether it was making breakfast, vacuuming
a thin nightgown. My hand scrabbled around on the shelf above the wardrobe that I couldn’t                      or cleaning the toilet area (that was the worst), everyone had to do something. In the evenings, we
reach, having inherited her height, and so I carried a chair to the wardrobe and got up on it,                  had work set about our activities and what we had learnt (we also had chocolate and cake). We
praying it would hold my weight and my tight boots wouldn’t rip gashes in the cushion.                          had lots of free time though, which we spent writing to our families, and having a Ping-Pong
I pulled myself up and waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. I began to make out a few                  tournament wild style. On the last night, there was a talent contest. Whatever your talent, you
shapes, hatboxes, shoeboxes and the like. I had no idea how gloves were packaged, a thin box, a                 could take part and a few of the girls were the judges. It was great fun, even for the girls who didn’t
tight roll, some bag or case? In turn, I wrenched each box to my line of vision and opened it with              take part.
one hand, hanging onto the shelf with my other hand. Discarding the first two, I came across a pair             Among all of the physical activities there was also the promise of making friends and got to know
of black suede gloves with a green tartan trim and decided that they would have to do. Pushing                  each other better, not only the pupils but the teachers too. There was always someone to hand out
the boxes to the back of the ledge, my hand brushed on a hard leather book. I pulled this out, and              with and we didn’t separate into friendship groups but instead mixed with each other.
flung it onto the neatly- made bed.                                                                             Both of our trips to the Field Centre were amazing, we really had fun. Probably each year gets
Her Bible. Memories of it sitting permanently on her bedside table came hurling back to me, and                 better and better! Going to our field Centre in Donhead St Andrew is one of the highlights of our
the familiarity of it made me want to cry. Perched on her bed, with her gloves and her Bible, I was             school year.
swept away with the sadness I felt, and the regret that I hadn’t been there.
I picked it up, and rested the heavy volume on my skirted knees. I opened it, and saw her name                  Lara Tinay & Hilla Abramov 8H
neatly written in her copperplate handwriting, and the date. I opened the next page, and saw the
family tree, and the names of her father and mother, her mother who had died, I noticed, on my
own mother’s first birthday. I saw my father and the day he died, my stepfather and the day he
died. I saw my brother and me written in the allotted spaces, and newer ink proclaiming the births
of our own children. I also saw the name of my older sister, who died in her cradle. The ink was
                                                                                                                                The Field Centre - A Teacher’s Viewpoint
smudged where her death was written, and I fancied that I saw the long- since- dried tear droplet.
I flicked past Genesis and Exodus, sometimes halting as I saw a verse or passage painstakingly
underlined, and perhaps a few words in the margin. I turned the fragile pages past the Prophets,                As one of the younger and therefore ostensibly more energetic and less domestically obligated members of
                                                                                                                staff at HBS, it was only a matter of time before Mrs Hardwidge uttered those immortal words “ How would
the Psalms. In one place, a small pressed flower, a snowdrop, browned with age dropped out. As
                                                                                                                you feel about going down to the Field Centre?” Knowing that this was one of those non-question questions
I picked it up clumsily, it broke apart in my hands and drifted slowly down onto the freshly-
                                                                                                                which only really has one answer I was soon packing my troubles in my old kit bag and jumping on a train
washed coverlet. As I reached the end of the Bible, I prepared to close it, put it aside for me                 to Tisbury.
perhaps, as I doubted my brother would want it. I felt a small gap between the pages, as though a               Staff visit the Field Centre in twos rather like buses – it is safer that way. Before I went the first time I
bookmark had been placed there.                                                                                 wondered why we were only expected to stay for two nights. Then I realised. Being at the Field Centre is like
Opening the pages curiously, I plucked out a hardened piece of card. Turning it over, I noticed it              having sixteen daughters. Make that two sets of octuplets. You are at once mother, teacher, big sister, cook,
was a photograph but of what, I couldn’t decipher. I glanced at the page and saw a verse                        washer-woman and nurse. I’ve been lucky enough to be with some extremely pleasant groups of girls in my
underlined in soft pencil; ‘And he who sat there appeared like jasper and carnelian, and round the              three visits to Donhead St Andrew, but nevertheless nothing could prepare me for the Field Centre Experi-
throne was a rainbow that looked like an emerald.’ I stared closer at the photograph and noticed                ence. In terms of exhaustion, that sensation of finally falling into bed several hours later than my usual
that the arch shape must have been a rainbow, a black and white rainbow. Gazing at it some more,                conservative term time bedtime with cries of my name still ringing in my ears only to be woken only
I finally rose and carried it downstairs and locked the door. I was halfway to my car when I                    fractionally later to teach people how to fry eggs takes some beating.

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I have now accompanied each separate year group and what strikes me is the fondness that the girls develop
for the Field Centre. Older years always recall their time there with such nostalgia. Now I know why. I have
scared Year 9 with my driving on the Quad bike course. I have walked to Wardour Castle with Year 7, some
                                                                                                                                               Black and White Rainbow
of whom had never been in a field with sheep before. I have played rounders with Year 8 and lost. I have
cooked a barbeque for 35 and not given anyone food poisoning. I have been involved in five-a-side table
                                                                                                               The days were getting greyer and colder. They wouldn’t allow me outside anymore- I had to stay locked up
tennis championships. I have shown people how to hoover. I have rescued people from spiders and spiders
                                                                                                               in the playroom or the drawing room. I just wandered around all day, setting the rocking horse off with just
from people. I have turned a blind eye to midnight feasts. I have slept in the tiny chipboard-walled staff
bedroom, able to hear every movement and midnight snortle of my neighbouring colleague. And I am as            my forefinger, and then watching for hours as it slowly rocked back and forth, back and forth. I tried reading
fond of the Field Centre as any nostalgic Year 13 wishing she could escape her A levels and go back in time    the close- print, hard- bound books that littered the house, but the words were too small, ad after a while they
to the halcyon land of Donhead St Andrew. Now it is me who approaches Mrs Hardwidge: “Do you need              blurred into one another. The piano had needed tuning for a long time, and the squawking sounds of the keys
any staff for the Field Centre?”                                                                               even made my ears ache to listen. I jabbed my finger so many times with the needle that it seemed to be
                                                                                                               permanently bleeding. Mostly, I just stared aimlessly out the window, watching over the fields, watching at
Ms Gwinnell                                                                                                    the ceaseless stream of water that spilled, never-ending, down the dingy pane. The only thing I found solace
                                                                                                               in was the dusty box of coloured pastels that I found tucked away in a drawer of a dressing table.
                                                                                                               That’s what got me through the gloom. I gathered the stacks of yellowing paper that were lying around in the
                                                                                                               rooms, and sitting at my low table and staring out at the hills, I drew what I wanted it to look like. I drew
                                                                                                               flowers, ponies, picnics on the lawns. In my mind, I envisaged croquet balls rolling softly over the grass, and
                             European Exchanges 2003                                                           the gentle yet firm tap of the mallet. I saw myself pulling up potatoes and carrots from the soil, and carrying
                                                                                                               them into the kitchen, weighing down my apron. I drew sunshine and springtime, roses and rainbows.
                                                                                                               I’d only ever seen a rainbow once really. We’d gone down to the sea, and it had been gloriously bright in the
                                                                                                               beginning. Later, as I came back in, dripping from the waves, they were packing up the baskets in a frenzy. I
France                                                                                                         looked over the water and saw the sky breaking, cracking open, a great chasm in the previous glare.
                                                                                                               Clambering up the sandy cliff, my father threw his greatcoat over my head, a tight hold on my left shoulder
Following a very successful stay in London for 18 French girls from the Lycée Jean-Baptiste Say in             to prevent slipping. He pressed me almost violently through the doors of the small guesthouse where we were
Paris in October, it was our girls’ turn to go to Paris to learn about French culture, and practise their      staying, just as the water fell down ferociously in vast sheets.
French. The trip was an enormous success, mainly due to the charming girls we took with us. All                Later, when the rain had died away, my father led me to the window and pointed over at the bow of colours.
                                                                                                               ‘Look’, he urged. ‘A rainbow.’
the girls were a credit to themselves, their parents and to the school. They were most helpful,
                                                                                                               Following his gesture, I stared in awe at this sweep of dazzling colour, throwing shadows over the rippling
polite, mature, responsible, organised and appreciative as well as being tremendous fun. They
                                                                                                               sea. Never had I seen such a radiant array of shades, a change from the sludge greens and blues of my woollen
were also very supportive and caring of each other and of us as well. In short, a perfect group to
                                                                                                               frocks, and my black velvet ribbons. A change from the worn brown of my father’s eyes, and the mottled cream
take abroad. They were prepared to do anything including climbing numerous stairs and all
                                                                                                               of his face. A change from the tarnished silver of the frame sitting on the mantelpiece that had lain untouched
without complaining! They entered into the spirit of the exchange with gusto, even remembering
                                                                                                               since before I could remember. A change from the black and white photograph of the young lady who wasn’t
their PE kit in order to play volleyball, a sport some of them had never attempted before! Here are
                                                                                                               quite smiling, and with a faint shadow in her eyes.
a few accounts from some of the girls.                                                                         And as I drew, I remembered this rainbow, and indeed I drew that, shading the colours into one another so
                                                                                                               there was no end and no beginning. And I took a passionate delight in drawing these arcs, being able to use
                                                                                                               all the glowing pastels arranged in the intact box, still with the red ribbons that sealed it.
                                                                                                               Soon the playroom was crammed full with these pictures scattered all over the carpet, the bookcases, the chairs
Notre Visite En France                                                                                         and the toys. The housekeeper threatened them with the compost heap, as they flew all over the room when
                                                                                                               she came in to light the grate. Fearful of her threats, I endeavoured to keep them together. I tried to will myself
À midi, le 26 mars nous nous sommes recontrées devant l’école. Après un voyage en car à Waterloo,              to burn some, but as I looked, each one was so different and unique that I couldn’t.
nous sommes montées dans l’Eurostar. C’était passionant, parce que je n’avais jamais voyagé par                One morning, searching upstairs for yet more paper to draw on, I came across a box with a strange object in
l’Eurostar. Le voyage était assez long, et quand nous sommes arrivées, nous étions un peu                      it. As I lifted it up carefully, and blew the dust from it, I recognised it as almost identical to the item that
nerveuses. Nous avons rencontré nos corresponantes et sommes allées à leur maisons.                            Uncle Richard had brought last year, an item that he made up line up stiffly in front of, and wait until a huge
Pendant notre visite, nous avons vu beaucoup de monuments. La Tour Eiffel était mon préféré                    poof! of black smoke poured out, and he looked nonplussed, murmuring, ‘was that supposed to happen?’.
parce qu’elle est le monument le plus célèbre et le plus grand. Nous y sommes montées et la vue                Nevertheless, whether it was or not, we received a photograph of ourselves in the post a month later, which
était excellente.                                                                                              sat framed on our mantelpiece until I knocked it off doing some dancing one afternoon. I gathered up all the
Vendredi soir nous avons fait une promenade en bateau-mouche, qui est un voyage sur la Seine.                  tiny bits of glass and screwed them up in the photograph. Then I hid that right at the back of one of the
Les monuments illumines étaient beaux le soir.                                                                 cupboards in the living room, behind some large books with the word ‘scrapbook’ on them.
Samedi, nous avons dû aller à l’école pour un cours de géographie et d’histoire. Les cours duraient            Looking closer, it was clearly recognisable as a camera, and lying just below it were the frames that the picture
deux heures et étaient plus ennuyeux qu’ici! Aussi, nous avons regardé un cour d’anglais et joué un            went onto. I stealthily carried it downstairs, and locked myself in the playroom. It took me the entire morning
match de volley pendant le cours de sport.                                                                     to discover its mechanics, but when I did, I took photograph after photograph, of my rocking horse, my dolls,
                                                                                                               my pictures. I was upset when I realised that even the brightest rainbow would come out as a mass of black
                                                                                                               and white, and in my misery, took the camera back upstairs and placed it back in its box. The pictures I threw
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                                              Dimanche ma correspondante m’a emmenée à l’Euro Disney. Cétait très amusant et il faisait très
                                              À la fin du séjour nous avons reçu des prix des professeurs et nous avons écrit des cartes postales
                                              à nos correspondantes pour dire merci. Le séjour était excellent et je voudrais remercier Mme Graff
                                              et Mme Mugford de nous avoir emmenées.

                                              Michèle Robinson 10S

                                              Pendant la semaine dernière en mars, nous
                                              sommes allées à Paris pour faire un échange.
                                              Il y avait dix huit élèves et deux professeurs,
                                              Mme Graff et Mme Mugford. Le 26 mars,
                                              nous sommes parties de l’école et nous
                                              avons pris un autocar à la gare. L’eurostar a
                                              quitté Waterloo à 15h23 et nous sommes
                                              arrivées à la gare nord à 19h23. Tous les
                                              jours, nous nous sommes très bien amusées.
                                              A Nôtre Dame, nous sommes montées au
                                              sommet et nous avons retrouvé les oiseaux.
                                              A la Tour Eiffel, le groupe paresseux a pris
                                              l’ascenseur et le groupe actif a pris les
                                              marches! Le vendredi soir, nous avons fait
                                              une promenade en bateau-mouche et c’était
                                              très amusant. Le weekend, nous sommes
                            Nina Kanter 11S   restées avec nos familles françaises.
                                              Quelques personnes sont allées à
Freya Cobbin 11H                              l’eurodisney, mais tous les gens se sont bien
                                              amusées. Le dernier jour, nous sommes al-
                                              lées au magasin de chocolat. L’odeur était
                                              exceptionnelle! Jeudi, nous sommes arrivées
                                              à la gare tôt, et il faisait très froid, mais nous
                                              avons survécu le voyage et nous sommes
                                              arrivées à l’école, à la fin de la journée sco-
                                              laire. Un voyage fantastique! Merci Mme
                                              Graff et Mme Mugford.

                                              Lauren Rosenfeld

                                                                                                                          Leanne Staines 12H

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                                  German Exchange                                                                        Looks can be Decieving (continued)

A group of Yr 10s took part in a very successful exchange trip to Munich in October 2002. People      in yet another adventure. A smile appears on my face and out of the corner of my eye I see Lizzie,
sang the praises of our girls; their guest families loved them and many of them have been invited     annoyed that her evil smirks haven’t affected me one bit. The hour hand on Great Aunt Sally’s
back to Germany again. Our tour guides said how much they appreciated such a lovely, interested       grandfather’s clock whizzes past and soon it’s my moment of doom. We’re by the door, Mum and
and attentive group.                                                                                  Dad are using he shoe horn to force their feet into their Clarks shoes. Lizzie smiles and reaches up
After spending the weekend with their guest families, the English group then visited the Bavaria      to Great Aunt Sally and plants a kiss on her cheek. Great Aunt Sally smiles and ruffles Lizzie’s
Film Studios and later in the week went on a tour of the town, a royal residence and the 1972         hair. Now it’s my turn. I close my eyes and walk forward. A plastic smile appears on my face.
Olympia Park.                                                                                         Painted as neatly as lipstick. I bend down and reluctantly form my lips in the position to kiss.
On another day the English girls joined their German partners on school trips, most of them went      Then Great Aunt Sally pulls her cheek away.
into the Bavarian countryside and were able to catch views of the Alps. In addition, our girls also           “Don’t worry, little one. I understand. Why would a young one like you want to be seen
attended lessons at the Edith Stein Gymnasium and one afternoon the whole group went bowling.         kissing an old bag like me”. I can’t believe it. I go into a daydream. I see Great Aunt Sally as a
It was a very worthwhile trip and we also thoroughly enjoyed their return visit in March 2003.        young girl, she looks my age. She’s wearing a frilly dress but there’s a stain down the front. I hear
                                                                                                      shouts “You’re so clumsy, Sally”, “Now look what you’ve done, you stupid girl”. I see the tears
                                                                                                      roll down her cheeks. She runs to the kitchen, her hands over her face. On the way a girl sticks out
Mein Urlaub in Munchen                                                                                her leg and Great Aunt Sally falls. The laughter rings through my ears, never-ending. Every one
                                                                                                      is pointing, laughing, even her parents. Then I think about what has happened. Great Aunt Sally
Letztes Jahr in Oktober bin ich mit meinen Freundinnen nach Deutschland gefahren. Ich bin mit         isn’t the beast I think she is. She’s a proper human being who has a real heart just like I do. She’s
einer deutschen Familie in einer kleinen Stadt in der Nähe von München geblieben. Ich bin mit         just so hurt by her childhood that she can’t be kind and loving. She’s never been loved so she
dem Flugzeug geflogen und glücklicherweise war die Reise nicht zu langweilig, weil sie nur zwei       doesn’t know how to love. I look into her eyes and I don’t see the old skeletal lady with the wrinkly
Stunden gedauert hat.                                                                                 skin but the person behind that. I see her as a young girl like me, a vegetarian I think. With her
Die Familie hat sich mit mir am Flughafen getroffen, als ich angekommen bin. Sie waren sehr           own feelings and thoughts just like me. And then I see her on the doorstep, an angry expression
freundlich und Sie hatten einen wirklich süssen Hund, der Alicie heisst!                              planted on her face. Her aunt waves but she doesn’t return the gesture. Her mum gets angry and
Während der Woche haben wir veil gemacht. Am Wochenende bin ich mit Ulrike und ihrer                  pushes her in the direction of her aunt. She begrudgingly leans up to kiss her, though you can see
Schwester einkaufen gegangen und habe ein paar Andenken für meine Freunde gekauft. Wir                that she does not want to. I come out of my daydream. Everyone is looking at me weirdly, waiting
haben viel Spass gemacht, aber die Geschäfte waren leider ziemlich teuer.                             for me to kiss her, wanting to go home. So I bend down and wrap my arms around her and plant
Am Dienstag und am Mittwoch bin ich mit Ulrike in die deutsche Schule gegangen. Die Stunde,           a big wet sloppy kiss on her cheeks. Her skin is soft and warm, nothing like I thought. And then
die mir am besten gefallen hat, war Französisch, weil ich fast alles verstanden habe!                 I look at her and smile, a real genuine smile like the ones I smile when I’m with Rammer. And she
Alles in allem habe ich den Urlaub echt toll gefunden und ich will bald nach Deutschland zurück-      smiles back. I feel the warmth and love seeping out of her heart. As we proceed to the car I think
kehren.                                                                                               about what I did and how I had judged Great Aunt Sally. I’m glad that I did kiss her and actually
                                                                                                      I’m looking forward to coming back in summer. I think of us sitting on the veranda, looking up at
                                                                                                      the beautiful summer sky with the clouds drifting slowly in their sleep and the sun trying so hard
                                                                                                      to shine beyond the clouds. And then I think of Great Aunt Sally and I, sitting on the swinging
Mein Austausch                                                                                        seat, nattering away as if we were both children.
                                                                                                              A few weeks later, I arrive home from school to find Mum and Dad sitting at the table
Ich möchte Ihnen etwas über meine Erfahrungen an einem Austausch-programm berichten. Ich              crying. The newspaper in front of Dad is wet and the writing has smudged. They tell me that
habe in Oktober an einem Deutschlandaustausch teilgenommen. Die Stadt, wo ich war, ist                Great Aunt Sally has died from pneumonia and I run up to my room in tears. I sit there and think
München, und befindet sich in Bayern. Wir haben dort viele Sehenswürdigkeiten besichtigt.             about how I got to look into her eyes and see the real Great Aunt Sally, the young person
Diese Sehenswürdigkeiten waren die Bavaria Film Studios, den Marienplatz, den Stachus, den            underneath. I think of the happiness I gave her and how I resisted temptation and kissed her for
Olympiapark, den Dom, und wir waren in den Alpen wandern.                                             the last time. I pondered over the fact that I would never be able to sit on the veranda and talk to
Wir haben viele Aktivitäten ausserhalb der Schule gemacht, zum Beispiel Bowling gemacht und           her; I was never to look up at the sky, with her by my side; I was never to kiss her soft warm skin
Tennis gespielt. Wir wurden für eine Woche in einer Austauschfamilie aufgenommen.                     again. Great Aunt Sally was gone but I was lucky to have understood her, just that once.
Durch diesen Austausch habe ich gelernt, mich auf Deutsch zu verständigen, und habe mehr
über die deutsche Kultur erfahren und viele neue Freunde kennengelernt.                               By Nisha Santhirarajah 8H.1

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                   Looks can be Decieving (continued)                                                                              Year 12 Geography Field Trip
with china dolls from when Great Aunt Sally was young. They have their own toy box with loads
of trains and dolls but it’s their little secret, I can’t even go near it.                               River studies in the middle of winter.... I thought Mrs Allen and Mr Draper must have been joking!
        I prefer to go to school. I hate holidays in Gloucester. Everyone goes to tropical islands       I, like most other people prefer to spend my time indoors in the winter, especially when the week
near the Caribbean and I’m stuck in Gloucester. If only I could’ve gone to Wales and had a great         before the trip it was SNOWING! However, kitted up with many layers of clothing, full hat, scarf n
time there, I always go to Gloucester but no, I have to because Lizzie goes and Great Aunt Sally         gloves set and hot water bottle I left for Liverpool Street station, our meeting point. The train
just loves to see me. If she does love to see me, why don’t I get any special privileges? We’re on       journey was occupied with us all talking and eating the unusually high amounts of food we had all
our way there now. We’ll be there soon, that’s what Mum says when I ask her. They still haven’t          bought with us. We arrived that night and had dinner, which surprisingly enough was actually
noticed that I’m here, in the car with them. I just saw a sign saying “Gloucester-2 miles”. I can’t      pretty nice...even for those who are really fussy about food!
believe that we’ve spent six hours travelling to come and see Great Aunt Sally and we’re going to        The first thing we all noticed was how there was very little mobile reception... so we made a little
leave this evening. What a waste of time!                                                                collection of mobiles by the window at night where there was the best reception or we went outside.
        It’s not just visiting Great aunt Sally that I’m afraid of. It’s what I have to do when we say   The first evening we had a briefing on what our river day would include: what we would be
goodbye. Lizzie gets paid for it. When I asked if I could get money to do it too Mum and Dad             measuring in the river and the information we would have to collect, before having free time for
yelled at me and said, “Do you think money grows on trees?” I couldn’t say anything or I’d just          two hours till 11, when we all were SUPPOSED to be asleep. Little do Mrs Allen and Mr Draper
be sent to my room. So I have to kiss Great Aunt Sally because I want to. Not because I get              know, but when the main light went off, our torches went on. I mean who has space for ten people
something out of it. It’s terrible. Her cheeks are so wrinkly and she has boils on her hand which        to sleep at their house, so we thought we'd all make the most of it. If we were tired the next day we
she touches me with when she clasps my neck to lean up and kiss me.                                      only had ourselves to blame, so most of us would slowly drop off one by one as we reached our
        We’ve just turned into a narrow deserted road surrounded by thick overgrown hedges.              limit....!
They’ve finally stopped singing. It’s a sound from Heaven. The silence is amazing. They have             Both our days consisted of a working session in the morning, followed by a practical and a write up
their indicators on. We have pulled up into a big driveway. I reach for my bag and shove my book         in the evening. Day 2, the rivers day was surprisingly pretty fun, although we wouldn’t have been
in. I can see Great Aunt Sally through the curtains. A big smile appears on her face. I start to feel    seen dead in our waterproofs and wellies, however, there were those who woke up that extra hour
sorry for her. I would hate to live all by myself in the middle of nowhere. Her house hasn’t             earlier than everyone else to style their hair and colour co-ordinate their outfits who probably didn’t
changed one bit. It’s still a dilapidated dump with paint peeling off the walls, the crack in the        look any different from how they look in London! There were four groups sampling three rivers
window has been covered with some tape and the thick ivy still wraps itself round the house like         each, everything from how much water was in the river to the pebble size and shape.
a blanket. But when we came last, it was spring and the ivy was blooming. It looked great, like a        Day 3 we went into Colchester, we were paired off to do a housing study, we did look a bit stupid
house from fairy tales but now the ivy is dead and just hangs limply. Great Aunt Sally has just          some of the time, when we had to spin round checking the noise levels in the area but we got over
come out of the house. She looks much older and unwell. She’s lost a lot of weight and her cheeks        it. There some really fancy houses as well as cosy bungalows, bit like London really. It was our job
aren’t as vibrant as they used to be. She’s pale and limp, like a daffodil in winter. She goes           to assess the noise levels, pollution, greenery and the general standard of living. We tried looking
through the usual guest talk, complimenting Lizzie on her attractive features and telling me that        for shops but were pretty unsuccessful! We put all our results together that evening to find a
I’ve put on weight, though it’s the opposite, I’ve actually lost some.                                   housing pattern for Colchester. We watched American Pie 2 and Rain Man that night as it was our
Great Aunt Sally gets up to get some drinks but Mum tells her to rest and pushes me towards the          last and banned the teachers from watching with us. The last day was quite relaxing just bringing
kitchen. Lizzie smirks evilly and I stick my tongue out at her. On my way she sticks out her leg         together all we had learned, making sure we knew what we were going to do for our coursework
and I trip. “Melissa, you’re always so clumsy! Get up and go to the kitchen.” Mum yells at me            and that we had all the sufficient information. All in all, I would say that I actually had a brilliant
with no sympathy whatsoever.                                                                             time, it didn’t rain and although it was a little cold, nothing a few layers didn’t solve. We were
        The kitchen is small and the sink is cluttered up with dirty dishes. One of the bowls has        worked pretty hard, but it was a really good learning experience where we actually got a chance to
some old yoghurt congealing in it and a thick blanket of fungus has grown on top. The sight of it        do some practical Geography instead of learning out of a textbooks. It wasn’t all hard work though,
makes me feel sick. I open the cupboards to get the cups. I only manage to find two, one has a           we all made the most of our evenings watching films and having a laugh!
layer of dust concealing it and the other has a crack down the side. I fetch the step ladder and look
further. There is a load of rubbish in there and I see something moving and close the cupboard           Shreenal Thakrar 12K
door in fright. “What has she done now?” I hear Mum’s voice from the lounge. She never has any
faith in me. There’s always some doubt lingering in her when she asks me to do something.
        I ignore her comment and make the coffee, thinking silently to myself. When I hand them
their drinks they don’t look pleased and give me a grunt which vaguely sounds like a “Thank
        I plonk myself on the couch and dust sprays out from the cracks in the cushions making me
cough and splutter. I see a huge smile appear on Lizzie’s face and I feel my blood boiling inside
of me. I think a few hours ahead, when I‘ll be back at home, nowhere near this dump. Locked
away in my room, with my “Red Hot Chili Peppers” album playing full blast, and with my head

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                                       Greece 2003                                                         Short Story Competition to Celebrate World Book Day

When twenty-four very tired HBS girls turned up at Heathrow airport on a Sunday morning they           Looks can be deceiving
had no idea what was in store for them. We arrived in Athens half asleep, spying the Acropolis
through the edges of the buildings. That night we wandered around Athens soaking up the                The rain dripped down the windows, forming a web of raindrops each one with its own compli-
atmosphere and a delicious fast food dinner which we’ll always remember. That night seemed to          cated maze. The engine of our rickety car roared, making us jump up and down as the car went
last forever as we anticipated our journey to Delphi the following day.                                over the pot holes on the dusty country road. I was surrounded by meadows, grassy green
                                                                                                       meadows stretching out as far as I could see. Sheep grazed, bleating quietly to themselves as if in
Unfortunately in true tragic style we had taken our English weather with us. Heavy snow meant          deep conversation. I opened my window to reveal a gust of strong wind, blowing back my hair.
we weren’t going to Delphi any time soon, so we visited the Acropolis, in the rain! The buildings      The smell of manure irritated my nose and I quickly wound up my window and got back to my
were so much bigger and more detailed than I had imagined. It seems that although the Greek            book. I just wished I could be little Dorothy wondering through the mysterious yet exciting city of
believed in nothing to excess they were very excessive about details! After our packed lunch we        Oz. Surrounded by my friends, the Tin Man, the Scarecrow, the Lion and my little dog Toto, busy
had more time to explore Athens, this time with the shops actually open. We discovered Morgan          scampering around at my feet and sniffing at the path ahead.
and Mango as well as more cultured places such as food market selling home made Baklava and                    Instead I was stuck in a stuffy car, with my mum, dad and younger sister Lizzie, all singing
every dried fruit and spice imaginable. After our break we visited Sounion to see a temple             camp songs as if they were sitting round a campfire roasting marshmallows. They were really
dedicated to Poseidon. Being at the top of a mountain on the coast in the wind and rain certainly      acting like a family, but I wasn’t part of it. I wasn’t like Lizzie; she was just what my parents
took a toll on our clothes. We were drenched to the bone, watching our soggy trousers hand             wanted. Someone to dress up, and show off to their family and friends. Pretty, blonde, curly hair
overhead on the coach was an amusing sight. Dinner that night was in a small tavern and I won’t        flowing down her back, an innocent face and a cute little mousy nose. Always nattering away,
mention Miss Bamber’s compulsion to put roses between her teeth…                                       showing off. She was a sociable girl, very popular at school, my mum was glad she had so many
                                                                                                       friends. Everyone was always cooing at her, complimenting her on her attractive features or her
It wasn’t long before Athens was left behind as we made our way to Tolon. We stopped along the         high intelligence. “I heard you got scholarships to your school. You’re a clever little girl, aren’t
way at the Corinth canal and ancient Corinth, which was interesting to see where influences in         you? And you’re just so adorable. I just want to cook you in a pot and eat you for dinner.”
Athenian art had come from. Tolon turned out to be a small picturesque sea side town. Again we                 And me. I was the total opposite of Elizabeth. Mouse brown hair which stuck up in the
had time to wander around, taking in the dazzling sea and visiting a bakery where fresh cinnamon       wrong places, freckles on my nose, and buck teeth. I was shy; I liked to keep to myself. People
biscuits had just been baked. A few hot baths later we had dinner in the hotel and rehearsed a Greek   called me a loner. But I wasn’t. I had one friend. He was my best friend in the whole world. He
comedy to perform at Epidarvros the following day, which even the teachers found highly enter-         really understood me and made me feel good. His name was Rammer and he and his family were
taining. Sure enough Wednesday was a busy day. Our first stop was Epidavros, it was snowing            really poor. His dad worked in a tooth paste factory, screwing on tops on tubes. And his mum
when we arrived which seemed to make it even more magical as we performed our play with                was a seamstress. She worked in the ram shackled factory down the road, sewing all day long. He
snowflakes melting gently on our noses. The echo was incredible; it truly was a moment in time of      hardly saw his family and he didn’t have any siblings either. I was like a sister to him.
the ancient world.                                                                                             I was beginning to feel left out. They hadn’t asked me if I wanted to sing camp songs with
                                                                                                       them. I wouldn’t want to sing them anyway, but the thought would be nice. But my family aren’t
After Epidavros we made a short stop in Tiryns, said to be made by giants as the rocks were too big    like that. They don’t care about me. As soon as I’m eighteen, Rammer and I are going to leave this
for mortal men to move. But my favourite part of the day was the view from Agamemnon’s palace          dump and go to Italy and set up a shelter for animals. Just like they have homeless shelters in
at Mycenae. With only ten minutes to look around we all scrambled up the furthest point to survey      England. But our one is going to be strictly for animals. No one in this world cares for animals.
the breathtaking surroundings. No wonder Agamemnon was on such friendly terms with the gods,           How can they if they eat them? Well I don’t; I’m a vegetarian. And Rammer is too but not only
it felt as if we were as high up as them. We made our last night one to remember as the Hotel played   because he doesn’t like cruelty to animals but because it’s part of his religion. Rammer is a Hindu.
music for us while we discoed the night away. Unfortunately it was soon time to go home, as we         He and his family go to the temple every week. They’re really strict Hindus; I wish we were strict
journeyed back to Athens airport in an abundance of olive oil soaps and lacta chocolate the            about our religion. We’re Christians but only by name, we never go to Church I don’t even think
following morning. It was clear from out faces we’d all had a fantastic time.                          I was baptised. If we were stricter I would have a whole community behind me, not only a family.
                                                                                                       Not that my family is behind me. They never let me do anything I want. Rammer asked me if I
Natasha Grunberg 13J                                                                                   wanted to go to Wales with his family because he had cousins there. I would have loved to go, I’ve
                                                                                                       never been to Wales before and it would be a break from going to Gloucester. That’s where we go
                                                                                                       every holiday. To boring old Gloucester, with all the grannies knitting jumpers and the only sound
                                                                                                       around is the railway. Not a cool fast one, but a traditional old railway like the ones you read about
                                                                                                       in history books. Mum and Dad love it there. They enjoy just sitting around relaxing all day long
                                                                                                       listening to Classic FM and reading books about the history of Gloucester. And as for Lizzie, she
                                                                                                       loves it there too. Great Aunt Sally is always spoiling her, baking cookies together and playing

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                Winning Entry                                                                        Poetry Live
                                                            On Friday 15th December 2002, Year 11 at HBS went to Poetry Live! in Westminster. Advertising itself
                                                            as ‘A chance to see a great collection of Britain’s best contemporary poets’, Poetry Live! provided a
                                                            mix of both first-class and astonishingly poor poetry readings. In general, the poets’ performances
                                                            reflected the quality of their poems, with the exception of Carol Ann Duffy, whose recital of her
                                                            poems really disappointed many I have spoken to. Despite her poems being undeniably thought
In a world of my own,                                       provoking and skilfully crafted, she read them with a monotonous, lack of feeling that left much to
Unaware of other happenings,                                be desired. I found that poems I had previously liked were now less meaningful. However, the
Excluded from the real world,                               section in which Simon Armitage read and answered questions on his poetry was excellent.
For venomous spirits have changed my life,                  Although we did not study his poems, he captivated the group with skill. Unlike Duffy, Armitage
And I may seem different from others.
                                                            read with expression and his poems engaged the audience’s interest. When hearing him read, what
                                                            struck me was the rhythm that the words had. When he explained his poems, it helped the audience
Having breakfast, my knife silently
Scrapes on the toast,                                       understand not only his poems but also more about writing poetry in general.
And the kettle does not hum.                                Hearing some very talented people made me appreciate that poetry is a fine art that not everyone
Rubbing her velvety head against my knee,                   is good at. This was demonstrated perfectly by Moniza Alvi, responsible for Presents From My Aunts
My kitten purrs inaudibly.                                  In Pakistan and other horrors, whose poems, in my personal opinion, have about as much rhythm
                                                            as a toddler with a drum. Next Gillian Clarke expertly taught us all how to bore a large audience to
I long for my old life, the noisy one,                      the point of suicide.
Woth lots of raucous energy in it.                          Also the chief examiner for GCSE English, Peter Buckroyd, gave a few talks throughout the day
In my home, the roaring of the hoover                       detailing how we could perform better in the exam this summer. This wasn’t anything we hadn’t
Used to annoy me, but now it is dead.                       heard before but there were a few pointers that could prove useful.
                                                            The perks of the day included the fantastic John Cooper Clarke and John Agard’s section. Both were
I cannot hear the televison or talk on the phone.
                                                            brilliant, original and very gifted entertainers. Cooper Clarke, the ‘Punk king of British poetry’, was
And the music I choose is only empty melodies
                                                            very well-received by all. His super-fast delivery and unique sense of humour was much appreci-
In my numb ears.
The falling of my tears are joined by a silent cry,         ated by everyone. John Agard read his poems in a distinctive style, singing parts of them, which
And happiness is met by empty laughter.                     sounded excellent. Poetry Live! provided a fresh look at poems we have been studying for a long
My mother’s lectures are all blank tapes                    time, it gave us a few new ideas and insights into the poems in our much-loved Anthologies.
I long for noisy neighbours and speeding city traffic.
I miss the thud of the door knocker which once brought me   Aimeé Allam 11B
The endless chatter of my jabbering friends.

I am in a world elsewhere,
A world which is hard to explain.
All that I am is shocked and stunned,                                                             Jack the Ripper
I am in a world of deafness
And all I hear
Is the sound of thunderous silence…………                      Recently, the Year 10 history group went on a tour of the Jack the Ripper murder sites. Jack the
                                                            Ripper was a 19th Century serial killer. He was one of the very first serial killers and his identity
Marina Constanti 7B.1                                       was never discovered, so his murders have always been of great interest. Year 10 have been
                                                            studying Jack the Ripper and the victims of his murders for a coursework module of their History
                                                            GCSE course. The group were taken around London by a Ripperologist (a historian who special-
                                                            ises in the crimes of Jack the Ripper). As they were taken round the sites the class were told
                                                            theories and facts about Jack the Ripper. There are currently five murders that are considered 'the
                                                            Ripper Murders', but there could be more. Prostitutes were rarely missed so murdering them, was
                                                            not unheard of. The murder sites are now all built over, one is beneath a school. The first four
                                                            Ripper murders were committed in streets, but the last prostitute was murdered in her bed. The
                                                            name Jack the Ripper comes from a famous letter the police received, from a possible 'Ripper'.

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                                     Music Concerts                                                                             ‘Elsewhere’ Poetry Competition

The Winter Concert                                                                                       Elsewhere

The Winter Concert of the autumn term 2002 demonstrated the expanse of HBS pupils’ musical               The classroom is cool and dark.
talents, and gave the audience evidence of the school’s wide repertoire. The concert had an              Outside, the grass is dappled with rays of sun-
extensive range of musical genre, stretching from modern jazz to baroque opera. The concert,             shine.
which took place in the school’s main hall on 12th December 2002, had over a hundred different           The green and golden leaves
participants, who were performing to a full audience. The programme included pieces by the               Shimmer in the afternoon sun.
school’s Training Orchestra, Junior Strings, Schubert Ensemble, Symphony Orchestra, and Big              A breeze comes, and lifts some leaves out of a
Band, as well as a staged performance of Purcell’s 'Dido and Aeneas', performed by the Junior and        tree.
Senior Choirs, soloists and the HBS Chamber Orchestra.                                                   They drift lazily down,
The concert began with the HBS Training Orchestra, playing the themes from 'Match of the Day'            With the occasional slow swoop
and 'Steptoe & Son', and Tchaikovsky’s 'The Nutcracker'. These famous tunes managed to get the           Or loop the loop.
audience into the mood for a musical evening, and soon had people tapping their feet to the              Some float dreamily across the street.
well-known themes. The Junior Strings, then played 'The Mary Rose', the performance of which             The teacher’s voice is distant,
showed that the future of music at HBS is very promising.                                                Droning on about something important.
The debut by the school’s very own Schubert Ensemble, playing the fourth movement of Schubert’s          My mind wanders home,                                      Elsewhere
'Trout Quintet' showed some of the supreme talent that exists within HBS, and those listening could      Across a dark green sea
easily imagine the trout swimming through water, as is depicted throughout this piece. The               With chopping waves and shipwrecks,                        I am wandering through the forest,
performance showed great musicianship and co-ordination from the five members.                           Phantoms of the sea; pirates, sailors,                     And the sun is kissing me where it can.
The first appearance of the renamed HBS Symphony Orchestra appeared larger and better than               To a continent.
ever, with many new members, and two fantastic pieces. The audience were led through Berlioz’s           Through pinewood forests,                                  The semi-shade slips over me
hallucinatory dream in his ‘March to the Scaffold’, and were then reminded of the famous film            Across lakes and rivers.                                   Like a blanket of the night
about the bouncing bomb, by a lively performance of the ‘Dambusters March’.                              I remember the summer holidays:
After much speculation, the debut performance by the HBS Big Band, conducted by Mr. O'Donnell,           The chirping of the crickets,                              Of the many nights
made a spectacular ending to the first half of the evening, that received much praise after the event,   Grasshoppers leaping.                                      That veil this world, and keep it virgin
despite its unusual combination of instruments, replacing three trumpets with clarinets and a            I think of my family.                                      This shadow is but a guard
cornet, and having a tuba and an euphonium, instead of two of the four trombones. ‘Satin Doll’, an       Is my granny alright?
instrumental by Duke Ellington, was the first of two pieces to be played by the band, followed by        Why didn’t I go to my cousin’s wedding?                    And I step softly through the wood,
the well known ‘Fly Me to the Moon’, with vocals sung by sixth former, Sharleena Racziewicz.             I made a new friend,                                       Hoping not to destroy my dreams -
After an interval when there was much activity backstage, while the Junior and Senior Choirs were        I’m pleased about that.                                    They who keep the soft silence in
made-up to look like ancient Greek statues, there was a staged performance of Purcell’s 'Dido and        Suddenly, the world of my day-dreams grows                 Miracle like these.
Aeneas', one of the oldest English operas, dating from the late seventeenth century. This tragic love    dark.
story, which starred Leonie Gafson as Dido and Nina Kanter as Aeneas, both from year eleven, and         Gradually, I see the trees and the grass.                  I stop. I look around -
was accompanied by the HBS Chamber Orchestra, was acted out with great expression from the               I’m looking out the window again.                          Afraid that this fickle fantasy has fled
soloists as well as beautiful choral singing by the choir, who transformed from plain attendants to      There is no sunshine now,                                  And that I am back in my own bed,
scary witches, in accordance with the action on stage.                                                   Clouds are coming in.                                      Awaiting another day of dread,
Special mention must be given to Miss. Bamber, who conducted the Chamber Orchestra, Natale               I am aware of the classroom around me.                     Homework and monotony.
Lewington, who was the choir “master” and Mr. Haywood, who stage directed the entire perform-            The teacher asks me a question.
ance. Also, special mention must be given to David Mazower, who came in from outside the school          I answer it,                                               There is a stillness all around me
to play the harpsichord part.                                                                            But my thoughts are still dreaming.                        But I do not linger in this world
The evening was a great success and provided an entertaining evening for all those involved, both        Thinking of Elsewhere.                                     As the sun seeps into my smile
the performers and the audience, and showed yet again the wide musical talent that exists within                                                                    And I step beyond the horizon -
HBS.                                                                                                     Mavis McKenzie Cecil 8H.4
                                                                                                                                                                    I am elsewhere
Naomi Balabanoff (11B)
                                                                                                                                                                    Elen Griffiths 9B.3
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  KS3 Poetry Comptetition to celebrate National Poetry Day                                                                                 Fever

                                                                                            It was a crisp, cold evening on Wednesday 5th Feb when a group of HBS Big Band members and
ELSEWHERE                                                                                   Year 10, 11 and 12 music students accompanied by Miss Bamber and Mr Haywood set out from
                                                                                            Golders Green for the Royal festival hall.
Runners Up
                                                                                            We were off to enjoy a musical tribute to Peggy Lee which was being held by the BBC Big Band and
                                                                                            the singer Kate Dinmbleby. The tribute was aptly named “Fever” which was one of Peggy’s biggest
Elsewhere’s                                                                                 hits.
An African Village.
Waking up to the cries of an anguished mother,                                              It was almost a full house as the band took their positions and began warming up. The performance
Whose child didn’t awaken.                                                                  was accompanied by a slideshow of Peggy, her family and Benny Goodman – “The King of Swing”.
He began an endless slumber.                                                                A narrator provided information on Peggy’s life which was very much appreciated by the younger
Everyone knows it will soon happen to them.                                                 members of the audience.
Creeping up like an invisible shadow, like a lioness, waiting to pounce.
It won’t go until it has devoured them all.                                                 The concert began with a Big Band instrumental which was littered with improvisations and ad lib
Death.                                                                                      solos. It was fantastic. The band consisted of percussion, piano, strings, woodwind and brass. All
                                                                                            the music was arranged by the conductor and there was not one person who could keep their feet
The water hole. Scooping up bucketfuls of mud and bringing them home for the children to    from tapping. Kate’s voice was very rich and blended impeccably with the band and she had quite
drink.                                                                                      a few amazing costume changes.
Death is in the water too.
Each day means one less life, one more person carried off on the heat of the blazing sun.   The band was vibrant and energetic and Kate had chosen a number of soothing, slow songs to
You can see it in their eyes. It’ll happen to them soon.                                    balance the up-beat jazz and swing fast tracks.
They are also.
Human.                                                                                      It was clear from the beginning that the band was the star of the evening and they were a complete
                                                                                            delight to listen to. The first half was brought to a close with an enthusiastic performance of
Almost given up their fight.                                                                “mauiana” which incorporated audience participation and dancing band members – wonderful.
Their hope is being eaten away inside their skin, like a rotting tree.
Walking home. What’ll they do when they get there?                                          Following a twenty minute interval, in which many tubs of over-priced ice creams were consumed,
Feed ill children with the muddy water that made them ill in the first place.               we eagerly made our way back to our seats. The second half of the concert felt far more laid back;
There is nothing else to be given.                                                          as though the musicians as well as their instruments had now been sufficiently warmed up. Kate
And soon that child is going to be gone soon too.                                           Dimbleby seemed to have overcome the few slips and stutters of the first half as the BBC Big Band
Dead.                                                                                       gave their all in tribute to a true talent. The second half of the concert was really an opportunity for
                                                                                            the Big Band to show their skill; time after time a saxophonist or trumpeter would make his way
Everyone’s worked so hard to save her.                                                      towards the spotlight and display his sheer musical ability. A highpoint was definitely Dimbleby’s
Another day, another person gone.                                                           rendition of “Fever”, a Peggy Lee classic that had the entire Royal Festival Hall cheering. The
Another weeping mother.                                                                     programme ended with an instrumental, bringing home to me the fact that Big Band music is not
They gave all they could.                                                                   just about the singer. It comprises so much more than we, living in a time when Atomic Kitten are
But what’s there left to give?                                                              the biggest thing around, are used to.
So spare a moment of thought.
We have the luxury to think of where our elsewhere might be.                                Shivani Patel 11B and Olivia Goodkin 11B
They can only wonder where the blazing sun carries you to.

Esther Redhouse White 8H.2

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                       Michael Attenborough Visits HBS                                                 CREATIVE WORK

On February 12th 2003 Bigwood Hall had its biggest turn out in years. Chairs scraped the floor in
wild anticipation of the new artistic director of the Almeida Theatre in Islington who he assured us
was not ‘the gorilla man’ and not even ‘the one from Jurassic Park’, despite some facial resemblance
to both of his relatives. However, even this information could not dampen the enthusiasm of the
crowd of years ten to thirteen (and numerous star-struck staff) who had gathered to get an insight
into the flamboyant world of the theatre straight from one of the country’s top directors.

Attenborough’s slightly eccentric appearance and flailing hands held the audience’s attention
captive as he expounded on his passion for the stage. He explained the importance of chemistry
between actors and the unique bond between performers and their audience. He entertained us all
with his anecdotes from the joys of eavesdropping on the tube to dinner with Al Pacino. He
tantalized us with exclusive revelations about forthcoming shows at the new Almeida. To para-
phrase George Bernard Shaw, the essence of drama is conflict and Attenborough is clearly a director
who is willing to take risks to please his audience.

It was obvious to all that here was a man who was genuinely passionate about his profession. When
the time came for questions, the students were quick to show their interest in the subject and, of
course, their quick-witted intelligence. As the bell went for registration, many girls surrounded
Attenborough as he offered an opportunity for one-to-one advice on how to break into the theatrical
world. Year 13 students in English Literature and Drama were also lucky enough to have the
director all to themselves for the afternoon as he held a workshop on Shakespeare which was
invaluable in helping them to understand their set text Othello from a director’s viewpoint.

Caroline Gershon 12H
Charlotte Davidson 12B

                                                                                                                       Mona Vaghefian 12E
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V14 Football                                         6th Form Helpers
Nupar Bose                                           Year 7 and 8 Hockey – Jilly Snell, Batul Kaj,
Jessie de Ayala                                      Gemma Shamah (Yr 11)
Sophie Brodbeck                                                                                      The idea that the new Sixth Form Charity Team is trying to promote is that charity definitely begins
Elena Nickson                                        Year 7 Netball – Louise Fung and Noorulhulda    at home, or, in our case, at school. The girls at HBS have always maintained a fantastic reputation
Annie Hawes                                          Jawad                                           for supporting worthy causes and this year will have been no exception. Already we have seen an
Emma Sarna                                                                                           assortment of mufti days, cake sales and teacher talent shows raising impressive amounts of money
Vaibhavi Joshi                                                                                       for an assortment of charities ranging from the RSPCA to the NSPCC.
Sahhan Ahsan                                                                                         Each form in the school is expected to elect two charity representatives who help the form to
Mia Fletcher                                                                                         co-ordinate and organise at least one charity event over the course of the year. The Charity Team,
                                                                                                     made up of over twenty-five sixth formers, is this year bringing in a new support system to help the
                                                                                                     lower years in the planning and carrying out of their events.
                                                                                                     It is the choice of the form as to which charity they will be supporting, but this year the Charity
                                                                                                     Team is calling attention to two main causes. The first of these causes is supporting a very under-
                                                                                                     privileged school in Zimbabwe. We are currently in the process of setting up some hopefully
                                                                                                     permanent links with this school and in the meantime we are trying to raise as much money as
                                                                                                     possible to ensure that the school is not closed down due to a lack of funding.
                                                                                                     The second of these causes is supporting Breast Cancer Awareness. Ribbons were sold throughout
                                                                                                     the school and information was given out at an awareness fayre in the Autumn Term. We feel very
                                                                                                     strongly that it is important to raise both funds and awareness for this cause in an all-girls school,
                                                                                                     given that one in nine women suffers from the illness in their lifetime and there is unfortunately no
                                                                                                     cure for it as yet.
                                                                                                     Anyone wishing to find out more about the work of the Charity Team or wanting to contribute to
                                                                                                     any of our causes, please contact Malanie Wolfwon via the HBS office. Thank you on behalf of the
                                                                                                     Charity Team for your continued support.

                                                                                                     Melanie Wolfson 12D

                                                                                                                                        Battle of the Buildings
Other Clubs                                         Sports day results 2002                          Possibly one of the most exciting events in Henrietta Barnett’s history – The Battle of the Buildings – a
                                                                                                     charity “University Challenge” – style quiz hosted by 11H. Ten of the school’s teachers, five from Bigwood
                                                    1st – McColgan       697 points                  and five from the Main Building, went head to head to battle it out for their territory, pride and self-respect.
Hendon Hockey training – Thurs 4-6 at White-
                                                    2nd – Agyepong       695 points                  The questions, provided by the pupils themselves, felled some of the teachers, Mr Draper failed to answer
field School                                                                                         India’s population to the nearest 500,000,000, Mr Petty seemed to have forgotten a crucial element of the
Football Club – Mon lunchtimes                      3rd – Sanderson      656 points
                                                                                                     Russian Revolution, and all the teachers were stumped when asked “How many children did The Simpson’s
Gym Club – Wed Lunchtimes                           4th – Gunnell        633 points                  Apu and Majula have?” (the answer, as you know, being octuplets). However, Bigwood stormed through to
Cricket Club – Fri Lunchtimes                                                                        take the initial lead, although the Main Building gathered strength as the quiz progressed and shortly crept
Hockey Club – lunchtimes, years 7-9                 Well done to the McColgan captains:              upon their rivals.
Netball Club – lunchtimes, years 7-9                Yr 7 – Sasha Klein                               Towards the end of the competition, the scorekeepers began to take a somewhat liberal approach to handing
Netball training – Tues/Wed after school, 8-10      Yr 8 – Paula Lipkowska                           out points, but the final result was 85, 91 – A Bigwood victory! So, congratulations to Ms. Gwinnell (captain),
                                                    Yr 9 – Emily Katz                                Ms. Myles, Mr. Petty, Ms. Gooriah, Ms.Meade and everybody in the audience who shouted out correct
                                                    Yr 10 – Becky Lee                                answers; and commiserations, but also huge thank-yous to the Main Building team – Ms. Draper (captain),
                                                    This year Sports day will be held on 17th July   Mr. O’Donnell, Jonathan, Ms. Tweedale and Mr. Mathews.
                                                                                                     Entrance tickets, along with cake and sweet sales, meant we reaised a little over £70, a sum which will be
                                                                                                     gratefully received by the North London Hospice. On behalf of 11H, I would like to say thanks once again to
                                                                                                     everybody who turned up and everyone who took part.

                                                                                                     Rosa Rankin Gee (Paxman, to Florence Dalton’s Jeremy).
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                                   The Weakest Link                                                                                       Sports Teams

On the night of Wednesday, the 5th of February, I was making solemn vows to myself to never, ever
organize a charity event again. I was convinced that it would be a disaster. A hundred different
                                                                                                          Year 7 Hockey                           Year 9/10 Hockey
things that could go wrong flitted through my mind. My fellow charity rep, Frances Beere, was
probably having all my catastrophic visions and more.                                                     Faderera Alawaye 7S                     Rupal Shah 10S
I arrived at school on the morning of The Event (loaded down with food) to discover my fears had          Nancy Wallis 7B                         Aarti Shah 10S
been groundless. Admittedly there was a great deal of frantic running around in search of people,         Sufia Rahman 7H                         Charlotte Farrell 10S
“Anne Robinson” (Miss Watts)’s script, the questions and so on, but somehow I was convinced it            Zarina Rahman 7B                        Anna Goss10S
would all be fine at the last second.                                                                     Swati Seshadmi 7B                       Jasmine Lee 10H
Backstage, as the hall filled, chaos reigned. As soon as the curtains opened, however, we were            Antonie Rassool 7S                      Julia Kawai 10S
silent, watching the candidates tensely. Mr Brazier was the first to be voted off – the votes were tied   Brintha Nanthakumar 7S                  Camille Gandhi 9S
between him and Ms Tindesley, but Mr Haywood as the strongest link chose Mr Brazier. (He                  Moniker Kawai 7S                        Heidi Goldsmith 9B
insists that this is because he was the most intelligent and they had to get rid of the competition…)     Suchita Patel 7B                        Mala Kapeacee 9B
The rest of the competitors were voted off in the following order: Mr O’Donnell, Miss Bamber, Mrs         Priya Radia 7S                          Rebekkah Abraham 10H
Walker, and Mr Arundale. There are strong suspicions that this was the result of a conspiracy             Roshni Shah 7S                          Lauren Thiede-Palmer 9B
between Miss Myles, Ms Tindesley and Mr Haywood, as they all voted the same people off after              Navtani Nifhianandasivam 7B             Phoebe Keane 9B
the first round – but our suspicions remain unproved.                                                     Sahar Hamrang-Yousefi 7B
Among the other highlights of the show was a spirited exchange of insults between the candidates                                                  Sixth Form Hockey
and Miss Watts, Miss Bamber mouthing answers to Mr Haywood from backstage, and Mr
O’Donnell changing his vote so that he voted himself off, for the following reason: “I think it’s a       Year 8 Hockey                           Batul Kaj
conspiracy, and I want to be part of it”.                                                                                                         Laura Hewitt
Ms Tindesley was voted off, and finally it came down to the last two candidates, Miss Myles and           Yarden Brody 8S                         Leanne Staines
Mr Haywood.                                                                                               Laura Mcmanus 8B                        Hannah Willey
Congratulations to Miss Myles, who answered four out of five questions correctly in the last round.       Sophie Brodbeck 8B                      Sabrina But
Miss Watts presented her prize to enthusiastic applause from the audience and a weight was taken          Josephine Mansell 8B                    Mei-Yee Ng
of Frances’s mind and mine. So much so that I began to consider what we could do next…                    Nupur Bose 8H                           Anna Cornelius
                                                                                                          Jessie De Ayala-Rutherford 8B           Jilly Snell
Netta Chachamu 10B

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                                      Juggling Club                                                                                      Teachers with Talent

Juggling Club is the one of the newest clubs at HBS. It rivals Mr Haywood’s debating society on a     Now we all know that the teachers at HBS are gifted in teaching their respective subjects but on Friday the
Friday lunchtime and is situated in Bigwood Hall. Run by Ms Gwinnell with juggling reps Anna          1st of November 2002, the students got to see their secret (and in some cases prior to the event unknown)
Goss and Netta Chachamu (year 10), we range from beginners to more advanced jugglers and              talents, hidden in the staffroom!
over the time the club has been in operation many people have gone away enlightened by the zen        The Main Hall may not amount to Wembley Stadium, yet the quality of performances seen during that
of juggling. It is a not so well known fact that juggling uses up 34% extra brain capacity - even     lunchtime way back in November may have made you think differently! During lunchtime, 11S held the
                                                                                                      ‘Teacher Talent Contest’, in order to raise money for ‘The Starlight Children’s Foundation’, who try and
more of a reason to come along and learn the trade! Other circus skills are slowly being brought in
                                                                                                      make the lives of seriously ill children as enjoyable as possible, through hospital children rooms, days out,
by the hard core of jugglers; juggling clubs, diabolo and hat manipulation are just some of the
                                                                                                      counselling and the wish granting scheme. All girls from years 7-11 had, prior to the event listened to either
props that juggling club has seen in its short existence.                                             Bobby Woodwood or Stephanie from Starlight, who kindly came in to talk about the charity in key stage
The basic two ball juggling pattern is what most beginners are started off with, soon moving on to    assemblies. Admission was only £1 per student! A bargain, especially since it showcased the many talents of
the three ball cascade and beyond. At present there are members ranging from year 7 to 12. Many       the HBS staff! In fact, demand was so great – that the hall was beyond full – and consequently some girls had
are taking their juggling further than the club, ranging from buying their own juggling clubs and     to be turned away on health and safety grounds!
diabolos to getting work experience in a juggling shop!                                               After four weeks of thorough, consistent, campaigning from year 11 both staffrooms had been whittled down
The juggling is also being used to benefit others in need. Anna Goss travelled to Milton Keynes on    to the thirteen most talented (and bravest) members of teaching staff who were to become the much acclaimed
March 8 to partake in a fundraising day of juggling for Comic Relief in the town centre with The      line-up that wowed HBS students both young and old. From year sevens, weighed down by their rucksacks
Harpur Trust Juggling Club ‘Gravity Trix’ (, based in Bedford.             and purse belts, to 6th formers who had taken a break from their busy schedule of work and driving lessons;
Three HBS jugglers also went to the Annual British Juggling Convention in Brighton in April to        they all flocked to the Main Hall. One thing was for certain, no-one wanted to miss the opportunity to see
further their talents. The convention involves a large show and offers jugglers a chance to meet      their teachers as they had never seen them before. I can honestly say, (I promise I haven’t been bribed by Ms
others, learn new tricks and pick up lots of new equipment!                                           Gwinnell) that all the staff involved were sensational, and thanks should be given to all those brave enough
Some members of the club can frequently be seen practising in corridors (yes, it’s that addictive!)   to take part. As I co-presented the event with Jade Tso we both got to hear and see the behind the scenes
                                                                                                      gossip for ourselves. So what’s the scoop I hear you cry?
and all are willing to answer any questions that any budding clowns might have. Comments from
                                                                                                      Well as much as I would love to tell of competitiveness, outlandish demands, tantrums and tiaras (and that
regular members include “We get to see people practise, so we know what sort of things we can         was just the male staff!) To our surprise they were all genuinely lovely, supportive and good humoured –
do. Ms Gwinnell and the reps help people learn to do some really amazing tricks.”                     even before there was any sign of the chocolates or alcoholic prizes we supplied.
                                                                                                      Prizes went to, HBS’s own Romeo and Juliet; Mr Haywood and Miss Bamber (see left) who performed two
Juggling Club takes place every Friday at 1.20pm in Bigwood Hall. Thanks to Gravity Trix jug-         sensational and touching musical pieces on electric guitar and violin, which consequently won ‘The Most
gling club and Oddballs Juggling Shop ( for providing much needed sup-             Talented Performance’. The prize for ‘Most Entertaining Act’ could really only go to one pair, who opened
port and equipment.                                                                                   the contest off in style! Many at the back of the hall were forgiven for mistaking Mr Underwood and Miss
                                                                                                      Murphy, for John Travolta and Olivia Newton John, as they showed the school some of their ‘funky moves’
By Anna Goss 10S and Netta Chachamu 10B                                                               to the Grease hit ‘You’re the one that I want’. Any parent or teacher could verify that HBS girl’s are not only
                                                                                                      renowned for our academic ability but also our ability to speak our mind’s and air them freely, and thus we
                                                                                                      made good use of this talent; as pupils were also given the opportunity to put their ‘money where there mouths
                                                                                                      were’ and vote with their money for their favourite acts. The prize for this went jointly to Ms Meyers-Belkin
                                                                                                      and Ms Wynsumner’s hilarious rendition of the Sonny and Cher classic "I've Got You Babe" complete with
                                                                                                      incense and 60s attire. The other prize was given to a member of staff who finally gained an opportunity to
                                                                                                      shine and shine he did. Released from the confinements of the DT hut, Rob Lowenthal, a support member of
                                                                                                      the Design Technology department, and a favourite with year 11 for his help with coursework, performed a
                                                                                                      song with self-accompanied guitar. Some of the other acts included juggling by Miss Gwinnell, who proved
                                                                                                      her talents well surpass those of the English rooms. Guitar recitation by Mr Arundale, which was so popular,
                                                                                                      he was asked to do an encore. A hilarious "Monty Python" extract by Mr Matthews, Mr Hartropp, Jonathan
                                                                                                      Dunthorne and Richard Cain, proving they can do much more than fix computers. The curtains finally came
                                                                                                      down, after an adaptation of a Greek classic by Ms Smith and some of her class, which brought some culture
                                                                                                      to the event and drew an end to the excitement.
                                                                                                      We are tremendously proud to say that through the generosity of staff and students alike in the way of
                                                                                                      admission and donations; we raised £851.43 for Starlight, which isn’t bad for an hour! Thanks to everyone
                                                                                                      involved! Particular thanks should go to my fellow charity reps who co-organised the event, Jade Tso, Asha
                                                                                                      Thakrar and Neha Arora. After five years of being at HBS, I can honestly say that I will never look at any of
                                                                                                      the staff who participated in the event in quite the same way again! It just makes you wonder what other
                                                                                                      secrets the staff are harbouring…
                                                                                                      Teachers With Talent - Sarah Hajibagheri (11S)
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                      Buisness Incentive Scheme - C4C                                                          The Modern Languages Drama Society French Play

C4C stands for Care for Charity. We decided to call our company this because we thought that the       When we all first agreed to be involved in a French play, I don’t think we actually knew what we were let-
ultimate reward of running a a business under the BIS is not for a note on our CVs or UCAS forms       ting ourselves in for. Mr Haywood planned to perform ‘Les Justes’ by Albert Camus, a set play for A level
but for charity. In our case, all of the proceeds have gone to Barnardo’s.                             French: a story about a group of revolutionary terrorists in 1905 Russia.
We tried to create an original company as well as one that fulfils the students’ needs. Therefore we   As far as were were concerned, we were simply preparing another play… how wrong we were. For starters,
did not sell only one product. C4C had a tuck shop, which sold all chocolates, sweets and drinks.      the play was to be performed in French and Mr Haywood was reluctant to cut many lines: So we had weeks
                                                                                                       of learning unabridged Cadmus in front of us.
The company also sold jewellery and accessories, ranging from necklaces and body tattoos to belts
                                                                                                       Secondly, this was not an easy play but a serious one, filled with contentious and poignant themes which
and key rings.
                                                                                                       needed to be communicated to our audience with a small cast.
In addition to this, we held several raffles. We were able to get the following companies to donate    We practiced in our lunch hours, after School, in the common room, in the hall, in the music room, on Cen-
prizes: Chanel, JJB, Marks and Spencer, WHSmith, Body Shop, Boots, Sigma Pharmaceuticals, Tes-         tral Square: anywhere we could every day for ten weeks. However rehearsals were filled with jokes, funny
cos, Dixons, Waitrose, Woolworths and Tchibo. We ran these raffles for two weeks at the end of         mistakes, lots of laughter, Mr Haywood’s bribery of Zoe with Mars Bars, Ayanna’s pirouetting and
the spring term and at Year 7 and 8 parents’ evenings.                                                 Kinika’s piano playing.
The company thinks that Barnardo’s is a great cause, helping to give deprived children their fu-       The three weeks running up to the performance were manic. We had two rehearsals a day, scenery had to be
ture back. Barnardo’s try to save these children from suffering and give them a better life and edu-   sorted out, Year 12s were typing up sub-titles, Mr Haywood was lsing sleep, and the actors were having
cation, so that they will be able to support themselves when they grow up. We raised                   trouble learning their French lines.Before we knew it, it was the dress rehearsal.
approximately £500 from C4C and hope that this money will help Barnardo’s continue their fan-          The costumes were hilarious as we all dressed in huge baggy trousers and woolly Russian hats, not to men-
tastic work.                                                                                           tion the leather boot covers. It took us a while but, with patience and hard work, we managed to pull
                                                                                                       through. We all went home and waited until six o’clock when we had to be at school ready to perform.
Managing Directors:                      Rupal Shah and Vanisha Thakrar                                We arrived, anxious but smiling. We changed into our costumes, had our make-up done and went through a
                                                                                                       few lines and before we knew it it was time to go on stage. We were incredibly nervous but there was no
Financial Director:                      Bindiya Thakrar
                                                                                                       going back now – we had to go through with it and give it our best shot. The evening went by surprisingly
Advertising Directors:                   Anishka W and Charlotte Farrell                               quickly and extremely well.
Company Secretary:                       Nisha Dave                                                    Thursday brought with it our second performance. I hadn’t thought it was possible but I was even more
Creative Designer:                       Priya Vora                                                    nervous that night than I’d been for our first night, but when the performance started I really enjoyed it. The
Marketing Directors:                     Anna Goss and Julia Kawai                                     audience were fantastic, gasping at Stephan’s scars and laughing at Sarah’s humerous portrayel of Skoura-
                                                                                                       tov, the chief of police. The play went incredibly well and our smiles were huge when we took our bow.
Vanisha Thakrar and Anna Goss (year 10)                                                                We could not believe that we had managed to successfully perform an entire play in French! The lights
                                                                                                       were on cue, the sound effects worked, the backstage crew knew exactly what they were doing and Ms
                                                                                                       Bamber’s viola and violin playing was wonderful. Two months ago we had thought “ce n’est pas possible!”
                                                                                                       but we proved ourselves wrong and we did it!

                                   Young Enterprise                                                    Danielle Black 13K

‘Learning by doing’ sums up what Young Enterprise, a national education charity, is all about. The
charity, which was founded in 1962/63 offers several programmes that aim to give all young
people the opportunity of seeing and experiencing how business works, as well as the role it plays
in society.
These programmes, which are run across the country, are available for children as young as four to
older students around nineteen years of age. There are six different programmes in all, including
the Primary Programme, Project Business, Team Programme, Company Programme, Graduate
Programme and the Entrepreneurship Masterclass.
As well as gaining personal experience of the running of a company, students who participate in
the Company and Team Programmes may acquire a Young Enterprise Qualification, awarded by
OCR. This qualification aims to find out what a candidate has gained from the experience. Unit
accredidation is also offered from Entry Level up to Level 2 in the National Qualifications Frame-
In Henrietta Barnett, the current Young Enterprise team are taking part in the Company Pro-
gramme where they will run their company eclectic over the course of an academic year. The aim is
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                                                                                                          to both market and finance a product or service of the company’s choice (currently in eclectic’s case
                                   Clubs and Societies                                                    – photo display units). At the end of the year, when eclectic goes into liquidation, the company will
                                                                                                          need to present a report and accounts. As a member of eclectic, I have to say that this programme is
                                                                                                          especially useful as it allows students to gain insightful knowledge into the running of a company
                                                                                                          through taking responsibility, learning to cater to the consumer’s needs, how to organise yourself
Drama Team - An Inspector Fails                                                                           and the many different roles in business. A board of directors is also elected from within the
                                                                                                          company. These posts include Managing Director, Secretary, Operations, Design, Advertising &
I was rather dubious when elected, together with Holly, for the role of Head of the Drama Team.           Marketing, Finance, Sales and I.T. amongst others. Good teamwork is essential in this programme,
Somehow I could not envisage the power of the efficient working body, nor could I foresee its             as your company cannot run without it.
subsequent world domination!
                                                                                                          Trade fairs are run throughout the year, which enable companies from other schools that are
During our first meeting, a kamikaze of year twelves, two courageous but understandably intimi-           involved in the same programme to meet and sell their products in public. Eclectic have recently
dated year sevens arrived. Characteristically clutching a piece of paper, one of the two insisted we      traded at a Trade Fair in Enfield Town and are soon to trade in the Galleria, Hertfordshire.
responded to the question of war in Iraq. I, supreme ruler of the Drama Team, vehemently an-
nounced my personage to be in favour of war in order to preserve our superior Western civilisa-           To find out more about Young Enterprise, visit the following address:
tion. Fascinating indeed, but the purpose of this short encounter was surely prophetic, for within
minutes the committee decided on an excursion to ‘The Madness of George Dubya’, a topical, po-
litical satire on that self-same subject.                                                                 You can view the Henrietta Barnett Young Enterprise team site at:
Admittedly, numbers depleted over the coming week but eight hardy, HB land girls marched
down Camden High Street with the Theatro Technis in their sights. Theatro Technis is an intimate          Isabella Wong (12E)
theatre and was therefore suited to this type of play. The metaphorical curtain went up on a US
airbase in Britain controlled by a psychotic General Kipper in the process of launching a pre-emp-
tive strike on Iraq. A neurotic British Group Commander attempts to stop him with a recall code
in the possession of a local terrorist disguised as a cleaning lady. Simultaneously the PM is pre-                                       Emails from Zimbabwe
occupied with the price of two flats in Bristol rather than the threat of nuclear war.
                                                                                                          Keith and Elizabeth Wiseman were both experienced teachers, in England, who decided to move to
The play’s enjoyment lies mainly in the satirical songs and outrageous characters, which not only         Zimbabwe and work for their education system. Colin Matthews, ICT Co-ordinator at HBS, has
succeed in entertaining but also establishing a peace-centred argument. The pursuit of war must           known the couple for many years and wrote Batul an e mail asking if there was anything HBS could
be victory but the play shows those instigating war are as clueless as to its realities as a bush tribe   do to help. We have so far sent £400 to help install electricity and sanitation. The buying power of
is to MacDonald’s. The play insinuates that the madness of George Dubya and his eccentric na-             this figure in Zimbabwean dollars amounts to £800,000.
tion and also, surprisingly, that of the equally powerful but equally incapable British. The play         What follows is selection of the correspondence between Elizabeth, Keith and Batul, the Head Girl.
sidelines Iraq’s dangerous potential as an emphatic Iraqi ambassador describes thirty years of
abuse towards Iraq by the West, in response to the PM’s moronic attitude.                                 17/01/03
                                                                                                          Thank you so much. It will make such a difference to morale here in Zimbabwe to know that the
Having spent an hour and a half in the company of such a convincing group of people my former             outside world is concerned about them. Your concern will mean as much to them as the funds
pro-war stance has taken a few knocks. Despite being a thoroughly amusing piece of political sat-         themselves.
ire, TMOGD conveys a poignant message that the sinister comedy of lunacy may be present in                We will try to take some digital pictures to send to you. Unfortunately there is petrol problem just
out unpredictable world governments. A fitting start, I believe, to a year of dramatic events.            now and the school is about 40 km away so this makes travel very difficult.
                                                                                                          The only way to get petrol is to sleep in your car for several days in a queue or travel 800 km to
Caroline Gershon                                                                                          South Africa and back and import petrol which is what we did last week but we can only bring in
                                                                                                          a limited amount. It is better to drive for 9 hours to the border than spend around 57 hours queuing!
                                                                                                          You have no idea how much this will mean to the school and to the community.

                                                                                                          Dear Batul,
                                                                                                          Thank you so much for your email. I am replying on behalf of Mr Wiseman since I was able to visit
                                                                                                          Mdubiwa Secondary School. My job in Zimbabwe as a Teacher Trainer is on a part time basis and
                                                                                                          so I am able to be involved in other projects. Mr Wiseman and I are thrilled that Henrietta Barnett
                                                                                                          School wishes to help Mr Juru and his staff to improve the conditions for the children at the school.

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                     Emails from Zimbabwe (continued)                                                                           Emails from Zimbabwe (continued)
Mr. Juru, the Headteacher, is in the picture. As you can see, the children take great pride in their        24/01/2003
school uniform and families make sacrifices in order to buy uniform for their children. Some of the         Wow! We didn't expect such a quick response [£200 sent by the HBS Green Team]. This is
children, however, cannot afford shoes and go to school bare-footed.                                        wonderful news. I know that Mr. Juru will want to respond immediately. This means the school can
Many of the children are orphans or only have one parent alive and the cause of this is mainly the          begin to make the sanitation safe for the children. I am going to contact Mr. Juru now with the
AIDS pandemic in Zimbabwe. The whole of sub-Saharan Africa suffers from HIV/AIDS but last                   exciting news.
year the rate in Zimbabwe was the second highest in the world. Zimbabwe has been suffering from
economic decline with a 175% inflation rate and a predicted inflation rate of 500% for 2003. The            06/02/2003
supply of affordable food and medical supplies is also declining rapidly.                                   Work has already begun! Pits are dug for the toilets and some tubing for electric ables have been
One of the children at the school is Thulani Ndhlovu. He is 14 years old and last year both his             paid for. Elizabeth visited the school yesterday with Morgan Sibanda, the Midlands Province area
parents died within three weeks of each other, leaving him and his sister to look after themselves.         coordinator, who introduced us to the plight of this school in June lst year. He had managed to get
At first, Thulani sold what little clothes and household items he had in order to pay his school fees,      diesel for his vehicle but we need to visit South Africa for petrol. Elizabeth was able to take more
buy his school uniform and buy food for himself and his sister. Later he was too hungry to go to            photographs which she will send to the girls when she has processed them. The Headteacher,Paul
school and tried his luck at gold panning. He was able to make a little money in this way but it is         Juru, said that it had made a tremendous difference to the morale of the staff and there was great
dangerous and several people were killed. As the rocks are dug out before they are crushed the area         excitement yesterday.
becomes unstable and some people were killed by falling rocks. The area was sealed off by the               Thank you for making a big difference in Zimbabwe.
police and Thulani lost the opportunity to make money to buy food. Fortunately, Thulani is now
being sponsored. His school fees are being paid and he is being given financial support to buy food.        11/02/2003
He desperately wants to do well at school but last year inspectors said the school must close. Mr.          Believe me, it makes such a great difference to everyone here. We have had confirmation even from
Juru was asked to be Headteacher to see if he could solve some of the problems but the problems             my own Head about the difference it is making to staff morale at Mr Juru's school. There is real
cannot be solved without financial assistance.                                                              excitement in the community there. I wish I could visit.
The pit toilets at the school are now overflowing and there is a serious danger of cholera and other        The important thing about what you are all doing is making the future possible - if nothing had
                                               diseases. New pits have been started but there are no        been done the school would just have had to close as it was in too poor a state to continue.
                                               funds to continue with the project. There is no electric-    Thank you.
                                               ity to the school or to the staff houses. The work was
                                               started with money from a grant from the Netherlands         28/04/2003
                                               Government but it is incomplete. Some of the class-          Words alone are not enough to express our heartfelt gratitude to you all for the wonderful, excel-
                                               rooms have no furniture and there is no equipment for        lent and timely donation you gave to our school.
                                               practical subjects like science. The most urgent project     It is appropriate at this stage for us at at our school to join hands and say THANK YOU FOR
                                               is that of sanitation and then completing the electrifica-   SUCH A WONDERFUL ACT OF LOVE AND FOR REMEMBERING US AT OUR GREATEST
                                               tion programme before the money already spent be-            POINT OF NEED. May the Lord almighty shower you all with his abundant blessings.
                                               comes wasted money. If you were able to raise £500           Your charitable act is a lesson to us in that you make yourselves available to help weaker brethren
                                               this should cover these two urgent projects.                 despite the colour, race, creed and territorial differences. Well done for this challenge. The world
                                               Mdubiwa Secondary School is in a rural area about 40         needs people of your calibre. Our students have been positively influenced by your good philoso-
                                               km (approx 25 miles) away from the town of Gweru. I          phy of life. Once again thank you for this exemplary approach to humanity.
first visited the area in order to find out what the food situation was like. Donations from friends
and churches enable me to take food for primary school children in four schools in Lower Gweru.
It was during this first visit that I met Mr Juru and discovered his plight and his concern for the
children in his school. He has negotiated to keep the school open for the sake of the children' s
education but he has been give a limited period of time for health reasons. Your pledge will enable
the school to remain open.
Since the photograph was taken the food situation has deteriorated. Even more and many of these
children have become very thin and so more vulnerable to sickness. I hope to take more photo-
graphs of the children and the school to send to you soon.
I hope this gives you enough information just now.
Best wishes,
Elizabeth Wiseman

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