Groundskeeper-Willy

The Blog of a Groundskeeper-Willy who is employed in a state high school in NSW. I like my job but can't live on the money $412.50 per week. {Now $428.56!} {Now $436.99!} {Now $455.27!}To live I will have to return to my trade so I have started looking, but so that my experiences in the education system are not consigned to the rubbish bin of posterity I am going to record them here.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

SAS Address

My address to the school for the members of the School Assistance Squad

I wore my suit and tie!

Good morning,
Once again ...... has provided us with another crop of gifted individuals for the School Assistance Squad.

During the past year I have worked with many of you on a regular basis, it’s been fun and having fun is a part of work. “Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference.”
I would like to thank you for your assistance to me, I know how hard it was to drag yourselves way from the classroom and to put in 80 minutes of unremitting toil.

While you are doing this work you are learning, and I am pleasantly surprised and very proud when you offer to help me in your own time. “We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.” Sincerity And Service ...... High School SAS.

Advice so I am told is offered freely but rarely taken, so I will finish with some.

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master, If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much, If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

I was humbled when one child came up to me and asked "May I have a copy of your poem Sir"

I wish I had written that.

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