BHS Prefects 1924

This term we have had little to worry or amuse us. The lower forms have been more or less quiet, and beyond hunting a few stragglers downstairs before first bell every morning, and keeping the lockers moderately free from earnest young book-seekers, we have had little to do. Our meetings grow gradually less frequent, from which one may deduce that things progress smoothly.

At present, that dreaded event—the Leaving, occupies most of our time and thoughts, and we have not had time properly to realise that we will not be back next year.

“There is some soul of good in all things evil,” said one of our poets. Indeed the exam. has such a “soul of good” that it prevents us from realizing too fully that we will soon leave the old school, and all the friendships that we have made here.

Let us hope that those who carry on next year will keep up old traditions, o better still, since we are still a young school, make new ones; for all traditions must come from those who are at the school—no one else can make them.

With this, we will close our notes, wishing the whole school, the staff, and our successors good luck and good-bye.

“The Prefects.”

From an article in the December edition of the 1924 Kingia magazine.