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02 November 2018 Socks, socks, socks for Catholic Mission The concepts of social justice, equity and equality are core to our belief as Catholics. We want everyone around the world to have the same high standard of life and access to resources. Unfortunately, not everyone in our world shares the opportunities that we have in Hoppers Crossing.  Throughout Term 3, the Year 4 Learning Community investigated the teachings of the Catholic Church around social justice, equity and equality. They discovered a great imbalance between people who live in Australia and in African and South American countries. As an action, the students chose to support Catholic Mission through their work delivering education to children in Myanmar. At the beginning of Term 4, the Year 4 students created advertising in the form of videos and posters to promote their fundraising event - Socktober. [gallery link="none" size="medium" ids="1672,1673,1674,1675,1676"] On 31 October, the entire St James school community wore crazy socks in crazy ways, all for a gold coin donation! In the Year 4 Learning Community, students had a fun day, engaging in a range of activities including: a sock treasure hunt, making sock puppet, doing sock art, and a 'Guess how many socks?' competition! With the support of the whole school, we raised $475 for schools in Myanmar! Thank you for your support. [foogallery id="1661"] Read More
15 October 2018 Celebrating St Francis of Assisi with our parish schools On 12 October, eight students from St James the Apostle Primary School joined the St Francis of Assisi community for Mass as part of their Feast Day.  All of the children were very excited to attend the mass which was celebrated by three priests visiting from India along with Fr Jude. We were made to feel very welcome and encouraged to be part of the festivities. The students of St Francis shared videos about how we can care for our world to encourage sustainability and be stewards in our community. The mass concluded with a thunderous and joyous rendition of the St Francis of Assisi School song, which left everyone feeling encouraged to spread the message of the Lord. The students of St Francis then enjoyed a sausage sizzle, petting zoo and other activities as part of their Feast Day celebrations. Read More
17 September 2018 Using Imagination Creation to excel Our school is filled with very talented people, and we are always excited when a student excels. A huge congratulations to Rebecca, who recently participated in the Western Union Young Writers Imagination Creation competition. Her story, "Losing a Friend", placed second in the Under 10 story category. The anthology of all the winning and highly commended stories and poetry has been published by Wyndham City and is available online. Losing a friend When I was almost ten years old, I lost my best friend, Jessica. It's a day I will never forget. Almost every detail is as fresh as it was the day it happened. It was a normal Monday at primary school. I remember getting on the bus and feeling very strange and thinking to myself, "did I wear this outfit to school yesterday?" I brushed off the strange feeling as quickly as I can, I got to school, went to my locker like normal and then went to my classroom where I sat and talked to my friend. I remember asking if she had seen Jessica because I was waiting for her to get there. Jessica and I always went to get breakfast from the cafeteria together in the mornings. I figured she was just running a little late and decided to sit and talk with my friend a little more. While sitting there talking to my friend another classmate ran into my homeroom class and was shouting "Jessica just collapsed out in the hallway!" To which everyone in the class rushed out into the hall while I’m yelling back at her "Which Jessica!" to which she replied "Batdorf". I remember pushing through the crowd of kids circled around her lying on the ground. My teacher was holding her telling everyone to get back to class. My two other best friends were standing there with us; my teacher told the other teacher in the hall to call the nurse and again told us to return to our classrooms. We all did as we were told and I sat by the door of my classroom so I could keep an eye out. I watched out the windows next to the door as the nurse came up the elevator and started to perform CPR on her. The guidance adviser saw my friend and I watching and came into the room and told me that Jessica was going to be fine and that I needed to return to my seat. She told me they were taking Jessica to the hospital and her mum was on her way. I remember seeing Dawn’s car pull up out front and watched her run into the building and her crying as she saw her daughter lying there. At that moment all I wanted to do was leave the room and hug her and go with them to the hospital but the guidance adviser wouldn’t let me leave the room. The whole school was to stay in the classroom until the ambulance and paramedics got there and had taken Jessica to the hospital. After they had allowed us to leave the room, I went to my first class where everyone was talking about what had happened, how we were going to visit her in the hospital, and how we all expected her to be ok. I don’t recall much of what we learned in class that day because I was too concerned about my best friend. After that class, I had gym, where again everyone was talking about it. I heard from a few people that this one girl in our grade had made a horrible comment about the situation, so I got really angry and decided to go address the issue with the vice principal. When I got to the office, I find that the vice principal was at the hospital with Jessica and her family and that my issue would just have to wait. I was told to return to my classroom. I remember thinking it was strange for the vice principal to be there with them, even though it was also nice of her to do. I was furious about what this girl was saying and the rude things about Jessica, but I just had to wipe it off my brain. When I got to class, I took my seat as usual and then an announcement came on that said, "Teachers have been given a statement to read to all classes. Please do so now." The room fell silent and my stomach turned around, knowing this probably was really regretful news. I fell into shock hearing my teacher, the one who had been out in the hallway with Jessica, read "At 9:15 this morning Jessica Ann Batdorf passed away at Holy Spirit Hospital. If students need to deal with their grief or be excused please go to the library." He was crying, I couldn't hold it together, so I got up from my chair along with a few good friends and walked out of the room. I remember throwing my books across the hall and just falling on the ground crying. I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t breathe, I thought I was losing my mind, how can an 11-year-old girl just die? My friends pulled me up to my feet and we walked to the library holding each other. There were a lot of people in the library. Some that didn’t even talk to Jessica, some that were mean to her, and others that were close to her like I had been. The teachers were making their rounds comforting the kids. I wasn’t crying I just sat there staring at the ground. All I could think was it was some kind of twisted joke that I’d see her the next day and everything would be fine. I remember worrying about Dawn and Heather, Jessica’s mum and sister. I don’t know how long I sat there until the teachers gave us permission to start calling our parents to come to get us from school. I got on the phone, still not crying and called my house. My dad, who was working nights at the time, was home and answered. As soon as I tried to say what had happened I started to cry so hard he couldn’t understand me and was laughing at me. I had to convince him I wasn’t joking and I needed him to come to get me. I could tell instantly the change in his tone as soon as I could muster out the words that Jessica had died he said he’d send my mum to get me. I don’t recall how long I had to wait for my mum to get there; I don't even remember the ride home. I just know that when I had got to my house my sister and a close friend of Jessica’s and I were there crying, my mum was crying as well. We just sat there in silence for a while hugging each other. It turns out that Jessica, at the age of 11, had a heart murmur. When she collapsed her heart had stopped and couldn't revive itself. Losing a best friend was really rough on me, but I’ve learned I have to be happy for her, for the life she had lived. The last time I talked to her was the previous Saturday, she was so happy. I remember her telling me how much she valued our friendship and that she loved me. Losing her, taught me not to take people or things for granted. To not be judgemental of people, that was definitely a lesson to our whole school that year. Life’s too short to worry about the negative things, to be angry, or to be mean to anyone. The most important thing for me now is to be happy and grateful for a healthy family, and my overall life. I’ve learned to see what is truly important and what I need to fight for. I also feel after losing her I’ve become a stronger person, more level-headed, and less judging. She’s a memory I will carry with me until I die. I, one day, will tell my children about her and teach them that life is to be cherished because it should be you never know when your time is up and if it's tomorrow you must be happy with the choices you’ve made in your life. I know I will be. Read More
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