Chaplaincy, page 2
St Michael's room - a quiet space The Oratory - a place for prayer
The main altar
These views of the chapel gives you some idea of how the space is used.
Here are some views of artefacts associated with our chapel:
This picture was painted as the backdrop for our St Michael's Day celebrations in September 2004. Thanks to Miss Holdsworth and her helpers for producing a beautiful image.
The "Cross of Life" banner was created by Mrs Hey's Textiles class and is prominently placed in the entrance to the chapel. The students that produced the banner are just preparing for their final GCSE exams. We wish them well.
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The pictures above were sent to us by Thecla Gambe, who runs the Kekura NeShunga Institute in Zimbabwe. During Lent, we had an assembly about the way that Thecla and her team of helpers look after disadvantaged and disabled young people in the township just outside Marondera in Zimbabwe.
Mr Grabowski had visited the Institute two years ago as part of a British Council sponsored exchange between schools. At the time he visited, there was a great deal of hardship for people like Thecla - they have no source of income other than donations from people who know about them; there was little or no food available in the shops and they relied on the Presentation Sisters in the town to bring them maize flour (for making sadza, the staple food in their diet) or dried fish; the young people tried to make a little money by making popcorn and frozen drinks which they then sold to the girls at the Presentation Convent School.
The situation has become much worse in the last two years. We have sent some money from our fund-raising to support some of the excellent Christian witness that Thecla and her team demonstrates.
Please keep them in your prayers.
JULY 2nd 2005
MAKE POVERTY HISTORY rally in Edinburgh!
It was a dull Saturday morning and we set off from school at just after 6 am. We were to join a church group from Sheffield so had to make our way down to Chapletown to catch the coach for the long journey to Edinburgh.
After a stop just south of Newcastle, we headed on to Scotland and the thousands of others we were supposed to join. Just about every coach that we passed on the way was crammed with marchers - there were hundres of coaches on the motorway! Even the trains we passed as we drew near to Edinburgh were filled with marchers, so we knew it was going to be busy when we got there eventually.
We got dropped off a little way outside the centre, about 15 minutes' walk from the park where the rally was being held. It was a sea of people, with hardly any room to walk around even. Groups were already gathering with their banners - church groups, youth groups, political groups, "green" groups, environmental groups, in fact, all sorts were there.
At about 1 pm we decided to go for a wander and to find where the start of the procession was. Gradually picking our way through the throng, we joined the queue and ended up next to a church group from Fife. |  |
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We could finally see some movement ahead!! Sadly it was a long way ahead and we ground to a halt again fairly quickly, giving us more time to chat to our neighbours. After a wait of nearly two hours we were allowed through the barriers, heavily policed to ensure there was no trouble from anarchists who had threatened to spoil the day.
As we made our way slowly through Edinburgh, the spectacle of nearly 200,000 people became clear. There was a solid stream of bodies filling the whole of the route, shouting slogans, whistling and generally going along in a pleasant and purposeful procession.
We finally re-entered the park sometime after 3.30 pm and had to move quickly if we were to catch our coach back. Sadly this gave us little time to view the stalls and tents set up to promote Development Agencies and charities. We missed most of the Live8 concert as none of us had radios.
Back on the coach, it was the same story on our return journey - everyone going south was an MPH rally veteran. We finally returned to school at about 11 pm and went our separate ways again, exhausted but really exhilarated by the day's events. It was certainly an experience that none of us will forget. |
30 November 2005