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Collection of Certificates Year 11 2017-18

The certificates are now ready for collection at the following times Monday 26th November 10am – 3.30pm Tuesday 27th – Thursday 29th December 8.15am-3.30pm Monday 3rd December 10am – 3.30pm Tuesday 4th – Thurs

Tyra in Year 11 wrote this amazing short story in class last week and we loved it so much that we wanted to share it with you:My earliest memory of my father is on the beach in Thailand. We were on holiday for the summer and we decided to go to the beach one morning. The sand was soft and white; I remember watching it sparkle in the soft glow of the sun rays. The water was clear and gentle, so clear in fact I could see every individual pebble and strand of seaweed beneath it, as it carefully glided over the first layer of sand which separated the shore from the sea. Waves effortlessly overlapping each other, creating a soft clapping sound as it did. Palm trees waving at the crabs in the gentle breeze, showing off their beautiful emerald leaves. Peace is the best way I can describe it. It brought me peace.At the time, I was only young. It was my first time travelling to a different country so I remember it vividly. Me and my dad. Just us two. I dipped my toes in the water, relaxed at the contrasting heat of the weather and freezing temperature of the ocean; creating small ripples as I did.“What sort of things live in the water?” I asked my dad, curiously.“Alligators!” He yelled. “Friendly ones, though. With huge mouths and razor-sharp teeth!” My dad always had an amazing imagination. He had kind eyes and loved to tell crazy stories. He was the type you’d easily fall in love with. He was my best friend.We would do everything together. Go to theme parks and search for the biggest ride there and laugh at who would scream the most. Drive along the jagged country roads at night in the pitch black with loud music deafening us. Have movie nights with crispy popcorn and sour sweets to stab our taste buds as soon as they grazed our tongues like the evil criminals they are. But… One day, “Do you want anything from the shops, Harry?” Harry? I thought. My name is Harley. He said my name wrong; a boy’s name at that! But, he didn’t even seem to realise. He seems so unfazed by his mistake that my name might as well be Harry. “Harley.” I laughed. “You called me Harry! We don’t even know any Harrys!” Expecting my dad to laugh with me, I playfully hit him on the shoulder. He looked confused, almost scared, but I didn’t think much of it at the time. Until, it happened again. And again. And again. And it kept happening. Each time the names got more ridiculous than the last. From Harry, to Henry, to Bailey, to Billy. He also started to act strange. He would forget simple things like where he put his phone or what he was doing. He woke up one morning and let out a blood-curdling scream which woke me up. I scampered as fast as I possibly could to his rescue. He had forgotten where he was. Who I was.I decided to take him to the doctor and that’s where he was diagnosed with dementia and first signs of Alzheimer’s. I was distraught. I saw the life leave my father’s eyes as he heard the words escape the doctor’s lips. “I’m sorry.” She expressed as she comforted us and explained how to care for him.The year following the doctor’s visit, my father gradually got worse and worse. He wasn’t the man everyone loved anymore but a mindless zombie. During his last week, I did everything in my power to make sure he enjoyed his last moments. That’s when I remembered the beach.I took him to the seaside not too far from home and let him bask in the sand; letting the heat creep up his body. My heart ached as I saw him grow weaker. I know now my father’s last memory of me is when he looked at the sea, looked at me and asked;“What sort of things live in the water?” To which I simply replied, with a warm smile on my face, “Alligators.” ... See MoreSee Less

It was an outstanding performance from all the students who took part in the Debate Mate Cup. Each of them should be proud as each group won, at least one of the rounds! If you see any of the students who took part today, please congratulate them on their win! Please see below for what school each group went up against. Debate 1: HHS Group A (Proposition) vs. Ealing Fields Group A (Opposition) – Ealing Fields won! HHS Group B (Opposition) vs. Ellesmere Group A (Proposition) – HHS Group B WON!!! Debate 2: HHS Group A (Proposition) vs. Ealing Fields Group A (Opposition) – HHS Group A WON!!!HHS Group B (Proposition) vs. Ellesmere Group A (Opposition) – Ellesmere Group A won! I would also like to thank GGR, KRI and DNO for their support yesterday, making sure everything went smoothly and to those teachers that supported the staff by visiting the debates.Have a lovely Easter break! Many thanks,Romana ... See MoreSee Less

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