I started this group on Facebook Just to see who still remebers those days:
So this is Something we’ve been Talking about for a long time now ladies and gents.
Every time we meet each other in a mall or track down an old class mate on face book. The question is always the same “wanne gaan ons bietjie n’ reunion het”. Its time for us to start making plans and make this come to pass. I mean how difficult can it be. It will be cool to see all those faces again, Marlon Smith aka Maliegan, Kurt Boetie Olyn, Tougieda Sallie, Farook Dada, Ricardo, Washieda and the rest of the English crew to name but few. Onthou julle nog vir Moses aka popcorn he was not in matric but I think he should be there as well, his a vital part of our high school history…
According to the National Department of Education’s Policy Document (1997), outcomes-based education (OBE) should be driven by the outcome displayed by the learner at the end of the educational experience. OBE starts with the philosophy that all learners can learn. From this starting point, OBE clearly defines the knowledge, understanding, skills, attitudes and values that learners are to learn.
The end products of the learning process are called outcomes. If we decide what the end products of the learning process must be, before learning takes place, we say that a system is outcomes-based.
Well on Tuesday 14 April my wife noticed quite a few primary school kids with their school bags in full uniform on their way to school. Yip that’s right the school was actually still closed and the new term only started the next day. Shame man, this obviously leaves allot to say about their parents but that’s a topic for another day.
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I have good memories of that school and we had the best principal late Mr. Noble. That man was strict but you know what it helped us through our adult lives. I also remember that we always had the best athletes which use to always beat the other schools in Eldo’s. I was one of those athletes they even nicknamed me Mr. lightening. I have created a group on Facebook for all ex Willow students. Please join and let us share our experience.
Author: Deon Williams (IP: 184.108.40.206, 220.127.116.11)
Silver Oaks Secondary
“With the motto “AIM HIGH” the mission of Silver Oaks is to develop all her pupils to their full potential, to be useful to themselves and as law-abiding citizens, be the icon of love respect and service to their communities and nation.”
No doubt about it, academically Silver Oaks was and I would still like to believe is the best secondary school in the PARK. The grade 12 results showed it and more then the results the actual life styles of ex-students indicate that the above mission statement was more then just fancy words in black and White.
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group of young individuals is what we are
Hi my name is Nikita Bauer and I am a student at Feed My Lambs Private Primary school. I started there in grade one and I am currently in grade seven. I’ll never forget my first day there, it was scary. Almost all the children in my class were crying that day including myself. At first I thought school was all about learning. learning, learning, getting scolded at and getting spanked when you do a little mistake. I was definitely wrong, yes school is about learning but there are many fun times. You make friends, you play games during break, you have concerts and you do many other fun activities. School is actually great and I enjoy it.
I am currently a Top Academic Achiever and a prefect. Becoming a Academic Achiever and a prefect was not easy. You have to work hard, study very hard, read alot, believe in yourself and pray daily. Here is some free advice from me, with God on your side believe me, anything is possible. I’ve leaned that if you work hard you will always get rewarded in some manner. The principal Mrs. A Goss is great. She is very religious and tells us bible stories every Monday without fail. She inspires us to work hard and never give up no matter how hard the challenge is. I’ve really learned alot from her and I pray that God will bless her and help her to accomplish her dreams.
Thanks & God Bless
Now in all fairness one has to pay tribute to the teachers at the primary school level. They form the foundation of our education. I attended E.W Hobbs Primary School in my days. Back then school was still cool, the teachers gave it their all and the learners were still learners. We were truly proud to be “Hobbsies”.
My first day at school was rather exciting as its for any new grade one. I was dressed for success, and marched my short little self boldly into the school gate. Reality kicked in when I approached my classroom, my mother and I walked pass the first class when suddenly through the window of what would be my class, a boy jumped desperately trying to get away. He was caught by another parent, the door opened and my soon to be teacher emerged and quickly took him back into classroom. I remember standing frozen and concerned this was not what I imagined school to be like.”I want to go home! what are they doing to the children in there?” I asked my mother. Her response was “ag man hy is net stout”. I walked into the class, greeted the teacher, said goodbye to my mother and was shown to my seat. Turns out that my mother was right it all turned out well, the teacher was not a monster after all. Primary school was great and thanks to the teachers who gave of them self unselfishly we all have our own little success stories to share today.
Viva Hobbsies Viva
Yusuf Bowes - “The one & Only”
Class of ‘94
Born in Johannesburg, raised by my mother and aunts. My life has been one roller coaster ride. Changing schools ain’t the easiest. I changed schools five times, primary and high school, boy did that blow my mind. I felt really messed up. One minute I thought I had my education under control, the next, I here we moving to Durban.
Nevertheless, I tried to make the most of the journey. I was not a bright student, but my aunt felt sorry for me. In grade 3 she gave me the question papers with the answers ‘nogals’ and I would study them. It really made my heart sore, because thinking about it now, if it had not been for her, I probably would have been a drop out. I probably would have repeated some standards.
I really feel right now that my aunt thought I would not make it and that is why she did what she did. Don’t blame me. Nobody is too blame here. Here I am today, married with one child and I made it. Never thought I would be writing, because I was poor at writing compositions.