When I first came to New Zealand in 2005 Catriona was at Pre-School (Kindergarten or Nursery School). On her fifth birthday in 2006 she graduated to Puketapu School and joined her three brothers. I was here for that. Her brothers have left for Napier Boys High and, at this moment her oldest brother has left that school and just arrived in Switzerland and started work under the Eiger for his gap year before Uni. Now aged eleven Catriona leaves Puketapu School in a couple of days (she could actually stay on for another two years but she's going to another school as a weekly boarder). I will have been to every Puketapu Prize-giving whilst she has been at the school. Tonight was the last one I will attend and I am proud and thrilled to be able to say that I was there.
I would just say that Puketapu School (of which Wendy is a Trustee) is a wonderful school in its environment, educational and socio-economic contexts. It makes me realise just how privileged we are to live here.
|The school Kapa Haka performance|
|The grass is banked so you can't see the children and parents in front of me: hundreds attended on a very warm evening.|
|Three murals, the school band's drums and the School cups|
|The younger pupils perform a song and dance routine|
|I don't recall any of my Prep School teachers looking like this|
|or dressing like this - I could show you my school photos!|
|These classes made a whole orchestra from instruments they had made: this is just a few. The performance was awesome.|
|The school Dux. Says it all really. (As an aside only, I suspect, in New Zealand would you see affluent children going barefoot to the school prizegiving because it's just a normal thing to do).|
|This is the traditional reminisce by the Year Eight leavers who tell the world some of the amusing (and embarrassing) things they recall about their teachers and fellow pupils over their years at the school.|