From the Administrator
A Loving Gift
This week we say farewell to Anna Scott who is retiring after more than three decades of love and service in our school. She was a gift to our school and especially kindergarten children and families. We were so lucky to have her with us for so long. Anna is a brilliant human being, and she will be sadly missed. We wish her much love and best wishes in her post school life but hope we see her shining within the PWS community, often.
The Gift of Love
This morning, we were treated to the Easter Walk through the school. This festival involves all the primary school students walking around the school and through the plaza, carrying decorated crosses, with a baked rooster on top. A donkey, a simple animal, leads the way. The procession enters an archway lined with palm fronds held aloft by loving adults. Finally, on the small field, the children gather and sing together The Easter Bells are Ringing. This school tradition has been celebrated for decades, and it was lovely to see former students return with their own children and take part in creating that archway.
Rudolf Steiner writes that the Easter story, including the Mystery of Golgotha, provides for us a renewing of responsibility for all creation, a deepening of our moral life and it is suggested that in pondering the Mystery of Golgotha, our whole soul-being can have an education in unselfishness. The death of Christ, in the Easter story, signifies the birth of Cosmic Love within the sphere of Earth. We are told that this all-prevailing love helps us to lose all narrowness, all selfishness in life, to acquire largeness of heart, and an all-embracing tolerance and a deep understanding for everything that is human on the earth.
May the spirit of the Easter Story provide an opportunity for renewal in your life.
Stay safe and well, enjoy the school holiday and we will see the students back on Tuesday 29th April.
With gratitude
Bruce Lee
School Administrator
Refreshed, renewed, replenished I am standing
Within this world of golden autumn light.
A wondrous, mighty sword the gods are handing
To those whose souls with fire of love burn bright.
This flashing sword like sunrays streaming, searing,
In darkness shines and makes me firm and sure.
No dragon on my path need I be fearing;
I'm armed with light - God-given, sun-forged, pure!
by Michael Hedley Burton / verse no. 28