Sunday 8 July 2018

School Spirit...


School Spirit...

We all have those moments when we remember exact times in our lives. Some good. Some bad. But times that are obviously worthy memories of where you were at what time and what happened. One of those moments happened for me this week.

Two weeks ago, a parent from our school was tragically killed in a car accident. I won’t go into details other than to say he leaves behind three vibrant, active and involved children in our school community. He was also an active member of our school community who, not just supported his children, but was hands on in all their school commitments - academic, sporting and cultural. 

Today, along with a colleague, I attended this parent’s funeral. Not something that anyone enjoys but something I knew I had to do to show my support to this family especially the three children. Although it was an incredibly sad day it was also a day of hope, support and love.

There were a large number of people in attendance at the funeral. People from all walks of life had come to pay their respects. However, for me, the thing I will forever remember, is the many students who turned up to support their classmates. They turned up not knowing the right thing to say or do. Not knowing how to act, most of them had probably never been to a funeral before. But, they turned up! 

The majority of our school contingent, staff, students and parents, stood outside the chapel and watched the proceedings on TV screens. That was the volume of attendees. When the service was over the family precession moved outside and it is this moment that will stay with me forever. Firstly, all of the members of the school community enveloped the family in masses of hugs. But what impressed me the most was the way that the students stuck with and followed those three kids.

Those students may have not known what to say but instinctively they knew what to do - be a friend. All afternoon the kids stuck with, supported and looked after their mates - playing cricket, netball and just hanging out. Sometimes words are not necessary.

I can’t imagine what this family has to deal with from this day forth. But what I do know, is that they will have an amazing community supporting them day to day. A community that I am proud to be a part of. More than a community - a family who takes care of each other.

As I left today I knew that, for me personally, being a part of this school family means that a part of my day’s work is to support each child to overcome their challenges and to encourage them to achieve their goals - to provide a safe and secure scaffold in which they can grow. As an educator and an influence in students’ lives, this will be something that I will continue to think about.

What I hope is comforting for the family at this tragic time, is knowing that their children are supported by a kind and caring school environment. I have never been prouder to belong to a community more.