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The Vincentian is the official newsletter of the St. Vincent's High School and Junior College from Pune, India.
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VincentianMarch 2009
Tuesday, January 20th 2009 was a historic day for the entire world. It marked the official swearing in of the 44th President of the United States of America at the Capitol Building. An estimated three million people converged on the Washington Mall for the ceremony, undeterred by the freezing cold and the unprecedented security. Breaking away completely from tradition, an African-American child from a broken home became the US President. It was Barack Obama's date with history. Obama's inauguration as President was indeed a defining moment in the country's history. He stands out as a singular event in American history. The world was watching as a great democracy engages in a peaceful transition of power.
The theme slogan of Obama's election campaign was 'Yes We Can'. By winning the Presidential election, he has sent a strong message of hope to the whole world, to all of us and especially to you my dear boys. Martin Luther King in his famous speech 'I have a Dream' dreamt of a day when every American would enjoy freedom and equality……… Barack Obama's election to the Presidency has made this dream come true. Obama has shown us that nothing is impossible. Like him, we need to dream big, see the big picture, have clear-cut goals set before us and with courage and determination work hard to achieve our goal. There is no short-cut or mantra for success. But yes we can.
To all our boys, especially the outgoing students of Grades XII & X, Obama's election comes with a message of optimism and hope that we all can. We all have the ability and potential in us to reach the top. As you leave the portals of this hallowed institution, I hope that Jesuit education will make you truly ' men for others'. In the words of Rev. Fr. Peter-Hans Kolvenbach, S.J., former Superior General of the Society of Jesus may you be 'men of c o m p e t e n c e , c o u r a g e , c o m p a s s i o n a n d commitment'. To you and the rest of our boys, I wish you good luck and success in your examination and pray that you may come out in flying colours. As the
saying goes, "Successful people understand that no one makes it to the top in a single bound. What truly sets them apart is their willingness to keep putting one step in front of the other, no matter how tough the terrain."
I wish you our dear Staff and Students and my dear Parents Happy Easter and Happy Holidays in anticipation. Have fun!
Blessings,
Fr. Mario Fernandes, S.J.Principal
From The Principal's Desk
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Professor Thomas Kailath awarded the Padma Bhushan
Professor Thomas Kailath, an ex-student of St. Vincent's High School, was recently awarded the Padma Bhushan for his contribution to science. For the US based Scientist, Pune holds a special place in his heart and of which he has the fondest memories. Prof. Kailath who is an alumnus of St. Vincent's High School, is Hitachi American Professor of Engineering, Emeritus of Stanford University and has supervised around 80 PhD theses.
Recalling his days in the 1950's and 1960's, Prof. Kailath said that though the classes were much shorter the students were exposed to good training in Mathematics and English by the Swish, German and Italian Jesuit Priests at St. Vincent's. He recalls in particular the contribution of Fr. Oesch and his Mathematics teacher Mr. G.M. Joshi. All his classmates remember him as a very studious and humble student who was a topper throughout his schooling career.
A stint at the College of Engineering, Pune and enrollment in one of the then newly introduced programmes in Telecom Engineering fetched him offers from Harward and Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT). Dr. Kailath got his Master's Degree in 1959 and his Doctorate in 1961, both from MIT. He was a first Indian-born scientist to receive a doctorate in Electrical Engineering from the MIT. A well known electrical engineer, information theorist and entrepreneur, Dr. Kailath has authored several books, including Linear Systems, that rank as one of the most reputed books in the field. We at St. Vincent's extend our hearty congratulations to Prof. Kailath for being awarded the Padma Bhushan by the Government of India. All of us Vincentians are immensely proud of your achievements.
(Prof. Kailath made a handsome contribution of around Rs. 12 lakhs for the Junior College computer lab and a 40KV genset for the entire school campus. Many thanks once again Dr. Kailath.)
Fr. Mario Fernandes, SJ.Principal
St. Vincent's High School, Vincentian Old Boys Association
& Parent Teacher Association of St. Vincent's SchoolCongratulate our Alumni
(Prof. Emeritus Stanford University)on being awarded the
by the Government of India
Prof. Thomas Kailath
Padmabhusan
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Honourable Chief Guest, Dr. Rohit and Dr. Mrs.
Sangeeta Deshpande, Reverend Fr. Principal, Vice-
Principal, teachers and my fellow students. It is a great
honour and pleasure to express my thoughts on such
an important occasion - our Republic Day.
This day, the 26th of January, has a specialsignificance in the history of our country. During ourfreedom struggle, it was observed as IndependenceDay. It was on the 26th of January, 1950 that we adoptedour constitution and became a sovereign, democraticrepublic. This is why we celebrate it as Republic Day.
Justice, liberty, equality, fraternity were promisedto all citizens of India from this day onwards. Thesevalues must be reflected in every thought and act of uscitizens.
The Republic Day parade is held every year as aspecial grand event in Delhi. In the parade you can seea display of India’s life and culture, progress andachievement and the strength and spirit of our defenceforces.
Many great Indians are felicitated by the Presidentof India on this day. This event is telecast all over Indiaand in many parts of the world.
It is important on this day that we recall the sacrificesmade by our freedom fighters and martyrs. We standon the free soil of our motherland because of their nobleselfless deeds. May I salute them and pay my highesttribute to them.
The last 62 years have been years of progress inseveral fields like social, economic, political, scientificand technological. Even our mission Chandrayan hasproved a success to the astrological department,creating history for India.
Celebrating our achievements we must never becomplacent. The road ahead is a long one and we mustremain determined to achieve eradication of poverty,illiteracy and poor health from this land.
The patriotic fervour of the people on this day bringsthe whole country together even in essential diversity.Every part of the country is represented at this occasion,which makes Republic Day the most popular of allnational events in India.
But is it enough to bask in the glory of our pastleaders? Should we also not try to achieve greatness tosome extent at least?
Let us students pledge together then, to grow intoworthy and noble citizens of the future, who wouldmake India a stronger, greater and happier nation ofthe world.
To sum it up, I will quote a verse from a poem by
Rabindranath Tagore ....
Where the mind is without fear
And the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by
narrow domestic walls.
I love my country, we all do.
JAI HIND!
Jason Martrys addressed the school on Republic Day - 26th January, 2009
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Listening to the News
While my father would nod over the news being read
over the television, despite my brave attempts to keep
awake, I would be glued to the screen. The news reader
never read her news in vain. Even as a young child I
had an uncanny affinity to the sound of the jingle that
preceded the evening news. I would hang onto my
father’s armchair and listen raptly to the events of the
day as they were unravelled over the air. It was
comforting to say the least. That monotone however
was the cause of my father drifting off to nodland each
time he sat down in his favourite chair.
I realized that I had become an addict. I would wait
impatiently for the day to end, so I could join my father
for the best time of the day - the news. How I would
savour the jingle that would send shivers of anticipation
down my spine. I was about to meet the greats of the
world. I saw places, visited forests, deserts, islands,
mountains and soared over the skies with pilots at
breathtaking speed.
As time wore on, so did the news. It changed with
time, choices, fashion and the quirks of the people. Very
soon, sensationalism, violence and Bollywood news did
the rounds. “That is what sells” is what I was told when
I searched desperately for news of substance that my
addiction sought. Then war and terrorism joined the
ranks of the so-called news reports.
Now, each time I hear the familiar jingle, I cringe. I
have nightmares at the very thought of the impending
after-dinner time from which I had no idea how to
escape. The good old newspaper offers no solace either.
It repeats the words I have heard the previous evening
over the television.
Where is that thing
that was once read
over the television
what used to be
called news?
Luke Kale
XII B
The Solace
Dry, torn and brown,
A leaf fell down,
And someone to me did call
With amusement was filled my heart,
When spoke to me that old tree tall,
‘So many I lose, so many each year,
So close to me, so loved, so dear
But yet I rise, hope still so strong -
Spring is sure some day to come.
Sadness is here, but assured I am
These days are not many, just only some.’
When spring came,
The tree bloomed,
New leaves, so green and fresh it seemed!
Once again it spoke to me
‘These moments of happiness, joy and spring
Are seeds of strength, comfort and hope,
That so take root and solace me,
In moments dark, times difficult to cope.!’
I just then thought,
What a message of life,
How true the old tree spoke.
Life is just full of ups and downs!
Moments come, when dark it seems,
Life seems to have stood still,
But yet again let’s get up!
Stand again with a new strong will!
Let’s then with a smile each difficulty face
For only the inner brightness of the soul,
Acts in moments such - A TRUE SOLACE!
Rohit Suresh Patil
X-A
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No Dream Is Too Big
There are many people in this world who we refer
to as ‘great personalities’ because of the feats they have
achieved. Difficulties obstruct everybody’s lives, but
the ones who overcome these hurdles, are the only ones
who are successful in life. A ‘DREAM’ is the passport
to the destination: SUCCESS. Each and every path to
success starts with a dream.
There is an extraordinary example of the Indian
scientists achieving one of their biggest dreams. The
Indian scientists at Sriharikota, successfully kick-started
their first ever unmanned mission to the moon. And
the cherry on the cake was the fact that they did not
take any assistance from the western scientists, and that
too, with a cost-effective budget of $88 million which
was nearly half the budget of previous moon-achievers
like Japan and China.
The moral of this example is that though launching
an unmanned mission to the moon was one of the
toughest hurdles, India dreamt of crossing it with the
view that no dream was stronger than their will power.
This is just a single example and there are many more
examples which we will come across. We must also
dream to achieve something in life and once our dream
is set, we must go out and give it our best shot, because
“NO DREAM IS TOO BIG!!!”
Ashwyn Udapikar
X-A
Not so long ago, in the middle of July,
At the turn of the millennium, under the
cloud-filled sky,
A brazen face that glowed
atop two shivering brazen knees,
The newcomer was welcomed -
and he likes what he sees.
As some of you may remember then,
I was barely two feet tall,
At this unfortunate altitude,
the classroom looked like the hall!
Outside the window, bloomed undisturbed foliage,
easily centuries old,
The sun ne’er shone irritably,
but glistened like Mayan gold.
My Home Away From Home - A tribute to my beloved school
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A field, which then seemed acres wide,
a sea of pastel green,
Streams of powdered chalk as boundaries,
such symmetry I had never seen.
A gentle tap on the shoulder,
stirs me from that avid scene,
“Why would someone I don’t know,
prohibit me from such pristine?”
“We just thought you’d need some help,
what with you being new and all ...”
“Why thank you, but if I needed help ...”
“Arre, you haven’t written at all!”
And before I could protest any further,
they told me what to do,
Despite me being so crude,
they help me!! I didn’t have a clue.
Made a few friends so generous,
to help me they played their parts,
No sooner did I realize - the vastness of that cloud-
filled sky took refuge in their hearts.
Did not feel the need to return to that scene,
from that first day onwards,
The classroom’s whispers, sounded to me,
just like the chirping of those birds.
The field that then seemed acres wide,
was replaced by the limitless board,
Academics became my new forte, I was,
the “newcomer” who brilliantly scored.
By then I had become one of them,
a member of their brethren,
Wherever the “leader” went
he was to be followed by his men.
And that is how, this fertile mind was dragged
on to the field,
Those milk-white streams I’d noticed
before now acted as a shield.
“You can’t go back unless the game is over,
haha, you are no more superior,
You’ve studied your bit, now kick the ball,
how tough is that exterior?”
As years passed, I discovered every passageway,
every miniscule thing,
This Georgian Palace of stone, St.Vincent’s,
seemed like some fortress of some king,
Oozing out knowledge in royal amounts,
to every eager child who asks,
Through the medium of the wisest teachers,
in the light of knowledge he basks.
I’ll never forget that constant fear,
as a child that I would hide,
“So they know I broke the window pane?
Do they know it was me who lied?”
As I stand at your doorstep, in a fresh batch of men,
all ready to depart,
Towards my teachers I’d like to express
immense gratitude which fills my heart.
And to those who I may have angered,
all teachers and students alike,
All I can do is ask for forgiveness,
for this mischievous little tyke.
Hopefully, when I succeed in life,
I swear I’ll owe it all to you.
And if I take a pauper’s place,
I’ll know there was nothing you could do.
I’ll always enjoy the way people praise me,
when I mention the name of my school,
The world’s a witness, to what you’ve beautifully
sculpted out of such an arrogant fool.
In this house of opportunities, I take pride,
I take pride in my kith, my kin,
I’m facing the world, my laurels stay with me, getting
ready to Dare, Do and Win!!!
Farewell - thanks for everything.
Faizan Ansari
X-C
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‘ Womancipation ’
Goddess, mother, sister,
daughter, colleague, friend, wife,
lover - who is she? What is she in
the early mornings, when she
stretches her arms with a sleepy
half-smile to prepare for another
day? Who is she in the night,
when she retires after a heavy
day’s routine and looks down at
her lap, the translucent bulb above drawing long spears
on her cheeks with the shadows of her eyelashes? Who
is she, when alone in an elevator buzzing up the shaft,
Recalling the recent instances of terrorism, it has
become a word which has embedded fear in the core of
our hearts. It is the result of just the misguidance of the
powers of the brain in the negative sense. The terrorists
thrive on their determination more than their strength.
A group of disoriented people are transformed into
heartless and fearless devils. Destruction becomes their
sole objective.
However, now, the common man has become more
bold, fearless and is ready to face any obstacle posed
by the terrorists. Time and experience has taught him
invaluable lessons to counter terrorism. The recent
where no one can see or
hear her?
How liberated is the
urban Indian woman
today? Is she still on the
journey to that
destination, that goal
which still eludes her -
where she dreams to be
treated equally at par
with the opposite
gender? The modern
urban woman today is
opening up, breaking
the shackles of classic
traditionality and slowly emerging out of her shell, -
emancipated, liberated and free. She has started to
assert herself in the highly resistant areas which were
once solely a man’s domain.
Physical, emotional and financial freedom are all
very important for her. She has at last broken free from
the shackles of bondage and now has the conviction to
pursue her own dreams and listen to the music in her
heart. We searched for her relentlessly. We have found
her! She has at last arrived!
Mrs. Malavika Chakravarty
(Staff Member)
Terrorism
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tragic incident which occurred in Mumbai was a huge
shock, however, it had a silver lining. Of course, it
brought to the fore the dark side of human nature, but
it also threw light on many positive aspects. The police
force, the NSG commanders who all came together as
a team and wholeheartedly fought to free Mumbai from
the clutches of terror. The emotions of brotherhood and
love have strengthened.
This sense of unity we owe to the unrelentless efforts
of our police force. We wish to pay a heartfelt tribute to
the ones who sacrificed their invaluable lives for the
safety of the human race.
Kaustubh Nadkarni
XI-B
God created man. He bestowed him with all his
creations. He gifted mankind the world and
differentiated man as a superior intellect, so he may
grow and contribute to the world. But man is man after
all. Prone to lust and greed, he engaged in war right
from the beginning of civilization.
If initially wars were fought using the infantry and
cavalry, the two world wars took the battle to the seas
and skies.
The last century has witnessed mind-boggling
developments in the field of defence. A missile
launched two thousand kms away in an enemy country
can zero in on its target in another country, having
disastrous consequences, if the warhead used is nuclear
or chemical. The sole intention being to kill or cause
mass destruction.
Is this why God created mankind? The answer is a
resounding NO. Every step in defence technology is a
step towards annihilation.
How does it all start? Country ‘X’ under the garb of
protecting its territorial frontiers, invests in defence. The
God’s Blessings on Mankind
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neighbouring
country ‘Y’
gets alarmed
and seeks to
increase its
d e f e n c e
expenditure
to counter the
threat of ‘X’,
albeit both
c o u n t r i e s
have a peace
treaty signed
on paper yet
i n d u l g i n g
more and
more military might in mock drill exercises. It takes the
tiniest of altercations to commence a war, the outcome
being an officially and internationally accepted
massacre of innocent citizens.
Who then prospers from this hideous war? Certainly
not the citizens of ‘X’ and ‘Y’ countries who have
perished. How can they reap the harvest when they
pay with their lives and blood?
On another dimension, what is achieved by war? Is
there a generation of more living land for civilization
My Last Farewell
or is it a mere shifting of man-made boundaries?
I would like to also state my personal thoughts. Man
is interested in engaging his intellectual power to the
fullest. But aren’t there sufficient fields waiting to be
conquered by man, rather than focusing on destructive
technologies?
The world eagerly
awaits the cure for many
life-threatening ailments
like cancer, or eco-friendly
alternatives to timber and
petroleum. The world
waits for answers on issues
like poverty, global
warming, the ever-
increasing economic crisis
and most significantly the
much wanted Peace.
As said,
For it isn’t enough to talk about peace
One must believe in it
And it isn’t enough to believe in it
One must work at it.
Shalom J. Cohen
XII-B
silly issues ... but one thing we realized was that our
time was limited and we would soon be saying
“Farewell”. Farewell? How final that sounds. Even
though the send-off was close to the H.S.C.
examinations, we knew for sure that this was probably
the last time we would be together, in such a mood,
free from the stress of the upcoming examinations or
the sorrow of us missing each other later. It played at
the back of all our minds, and we knew we would have
to face it.
The evening of 30th January, 2009 saw the boys of
Std.XII suddenly transformed into young gentlemen,
dressed in their Sunday best, assembling with mixed
feelings outside the Gulati Hall. The evening
Today, on the eve of Std.XII farewell function, the
last but grand culminating event prior to our
examinations, I am filled with an array of memories of
the two years I have spent in the lap of St.Vincent’s
Junior College. Some are bitter and some are sweet ...
some are blessings and some are lessons. My mind is
saturated with mixed feelings; the happiness of
finishing one crucial stage of life and going onto
another, but the sadness of saying ‘hasta manana’ to
the ones in whose company I have spent these two
fruitful years.
Whatever we boys did, we did together, together as
brothers, friends and confidants! We cherished each
others company and trust. We fought no doubt, over
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commenced at about 5:45 p.m. with a very special
prayer service which was efficiently conducted by our
Std.XI juniors, the concept of which was ingeniously
designed by Ms. H. Figuiredo. The service took us deep
into reflection on the days to come. We asked the Lord
for blessings to go through the upcoming examinations
successfully through several intercessory prayers and
two beautiful hymns ‘Shepherd of my Soul’ and ‘In
Moments like these’. The beauty of the service was
enhanced with lit candles, each signifying a student -
the light of tomorrow.
To break the solemnity of the evening, Std.XI boys
arranged a ‘Mr. Vincentian’ pageant for the gathering.
The fun and laughter was endless as each participant
made up his own version of the famous ‘cat walk’ and
presented it before the jury - Fr. Mario, Fr. Andrew and
Mrs. M. Chakravarty. The thunderous applause that
met the pageant was rather rewarding.
No sooner did the pageant end ... than ... Lo! The
school hall was suddenly transformed into a dazzling
dance floor. The boys rocked to the beat of the DJ in
attendance, which played several all-time favourites.
With this note, came the time for our ‘last’ supper
together. Rev. Fr. Andrew Fernandes SJ led us into a
beautiful grace before dinner.
As the end of the evening drew near, the cameras
came out and flashes went off. The farewell finally
culminated with the boys proudly singing the school
song. With choked ‘goodbyes’ and ‘good lucks’ we went
away, pondering on days to come.
‘Time like an ever rolling stream ... bears all its sons
away’ that’s exactly how our two years at St. Vincent’s
have been ... rapid but fruitful. Armed with the values
and knowledge which we received during these
memorable years at St. Vincent’s, we are confident that
it shall always hold us in good stead, and guide us
towards our destiny, as each one of us follows our
dreams, looking to make our lives more enriching, more
meaningful, more productive and more fulfilling.
Thank you Fr. Mario! Thank you dear teachers!
Indeed it is God’s work that you do!
At the end of such a beautiful tenure at St. Vincent’s,
I leave you with one message: Value and cherish what
you have now and live life to its fullest because these
days are limited! Take each situation and experience
and grow up by learning from it.
Thank you St. Vincent’s ... We shall never forget the
values and ideals you stand for! Wish us luck in all
future endeavours!
Good Bye ... God Bless our school and all she holds.
Vincenti Dabitur!
Dean Lobo
XII-B
(Class of 2008-2009)
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Good Friday
only speak of values but showed us how to put them
into practice.
Today, Christians all over the world can proudly say
that they are happy, thanks to Jesus Christ.
However, with each great teacher, people follow like
shadows, hungry for power and fame. There therefore
arise many Judases who try to thwart one’s good deeds.
However the power of Christ is divine. It is the power
of his holiness and nothingness. Christ wants to make
a transformation in our life. Whosoever knows this truth
are no more interested in materialistic things but
something more than power and fame.
It is only in putting our heart and life into the hands
of Jesus Christ that we will have a powerful victorious
Christian life, as we pass through this materialistic
ungodly world.
Glory to Jesus Christ and a Happy Good Friday.
Dominic Fernandes
XI-A
All over the world Christians observe this day as a
day of mourning, fast and penance.
Good Friday is supposed to be a a dark Friday, as
Jesus gave up his life to save mankind.
Good Friday is a day of mourning in the church, and
during the services, Christians meditate on Jesus’
suffering and death on the cross. Thus the two most
important events in Christianity are the death and later
resurrection of Jesus Christ, the Jewish prophet, who
Christians believe is the Son of God.
Whatever be the case, Good Friday is called good
because on this day, Jesus was crucified for the
redemption of our sins. Good Friday is also referred to
as ‘Holy Friday’ by some and ‘Friday of Mourning” to
others.
But is it really a day of mourning? It is, but for
humanity, a day of great sacrifice. On this day we learn
how Jesus gave himself up on the cross so that the entire
mankind could be saved. He paved a path for us which
could lead us straight to God our Father. He did not
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My Poetic Fantasies
If one spends all one’s time on work or study, life
will become boring. After work or study, the mind gets
tired and the body seeks some relaxation. Merely doing
nothing does not relax the mind or the body. Some other
activities are required that fill the mind with pleasure
and satisfaction. One needs a hobby for fun and
relaxation.
Different people pursue different hobbies - drawing,
painting, reading, music, dancing, acting, photography,
stamp collecting and some other common hobbies. My
hobby is writing poetry.
When I was ten, I started collecting poems. I had a
huge collection. Then my mother suggested that I
should try my hand at poetry writing. First I took it as
a joke, but then I started questioning myself “Can I
really do it?” I decided to give it a try. Then I started it
at the age of twelve. It took me time. I took help from
the dictionary and of course from my mother too. When
I succeeded, my mother suggested that I show it to my
class teacher Mrs. Barboza who also taught me English.
She shared this with Mrs. Gharat, my fifth standard
class teacher who encouraged me and inspired me to
write more and more.
As years passed by, studies increased and I had no
time to spare for my poetry writing. The book I had
made was untouched and later misplaced.
Then during my tenth standard vacation, I had
joined a vocational class in Mumbai at the British
Council. There an instructor asked us to make a diary
and write a page of any subject that came to our minds.
This assignment helped me recollect the past memories,
and I started to write poetry again. I had ample time
again.
I usually write a lot about nature. It fascinates me.
My house also has a small garden. It is interesting to sit
there and watch the flock of birds flying in the morning,
the sunset, birds retiring to the nests. I love watching
these lovely things.
I usually write poems when I am happy. But when I
am displeased or angry, I like to forget the world and
escape to a more beautiful realm, which I often find
only in poems.
One of my best poems is :
Life
Life is a word very
difficult to define,
But life is very
beautiful
Cherish it.
Learn how to
appreciate it,
Life has its
moments full of
fun and laughter,
Yet it’s not just a bed
Strewn with roses.
It’s sometimes hard, cruel and demanding.
Learn how to face it.
Be not self-centred or rude
Be humble, polite and upright
In whatever you do.
Climb the ladder of success,
Travel through the long road of life,
With thoughtfulness and intelligence
Then, life is beauty
Beauty is love
And love is life.
Muffaddul Poonawalla
XII-B
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Muharram
the forces of Yazid. The Umayyad Caliph Hussain bin
Ali’s group consisted of notable members of
Muhammad’s close relatives, around 72 men of which
some were either very old or very young. Hussain and
some of the
members of his
group were
accompanied by
some of the
women and
children from
their families. On
the opposite side
the armed forces
of Yazid were led
by Umar ibn
Saad and
contained at least
40,000 men.
It is stated
that Imam died
to resurrect
Islam. The battlefield was a desert region located beside
one of the branches of the Euphrates river. The battle
resulted in the military defeat of Hussain bin Ali’s
group, the death of almost all of his men and the
captivity of all women and children. This battle also
had significant effects on formation of subsequent
revolts against the Umayyad dynasty.
The battle of Hussain bin Ali is commemorated
during an annual 10 day period held every Muharram
culminating on its tenth day ‘ASHURA’.
Murtaza Mithaiwala
XI-B
Muharram is the first month of the Islamic calendar.
It is held to be the most sacred of all the months
excluding Ramazan. Some Muslims fast during these
days. The tenth day of Muharram is called Yamul-
Ashurah meaning the tenth day and it is a day of
v o l u n t a r y
fasting. Muslims
stop eating and
drinking during
sunlight hours
and do not eat
until the evening.
The word
Muharram is
often considered
s y n o n y m o u s
with the event of
Ashura. Ashura
which literally
means ‘tenth’ in
Arabic, refers to
the tenth day of
Muharram. The
date is important for all Muslims since Hussain bin Ali
was killed on this day.
On 1 Muharram, the Islamic New Year is observed
by Muslims. On this day, Shia Muslims begin the
observance of the commemoration of Muharram which
marks the anniversary of the Battle of Karbala and the
day that Hussain bin Ali entered Karbala.
On 7th Muharram access to water was banned on
Hussain by Yazid’s order, the grandson of Prophet
Muhammad in the year 61 AH (October 10, 680 AD).
In the battle of Karbala, on one side were supporters
and relatives of Muhammad’s grandson Hussain bin
Ali. On the other side was a military detachment from
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Farewell Speech to the Students of Class X
on the back, their comforting words at a moment ofsadness, epitomize the love that our teachers stand for.Our teachers taught us these ideas and it is up to us toremember them and continue to judge right fromwrong.
Now let us recall our friends. It is believed that aman is judged by the company he keeps. I feel thatfriends have a bigger impact on the psyche of studentsthan teachers/even parents. Some of you have knowneach other for ten years and some others for fewer. Thisbond of friendship is invaluable. I remember, when Ijoined St. Vincent’s, I’d cry every day, in the first monthof my first standard. Then one day, I spotted a familiarface on the play ground. He was a friend from my pre-primary nursery, a year ahead of me though. I washappy to find a friend in my new school. I continue tobe good friends with him even today. It is so importantto stay in touch after one passes out of the school. I findit so amazing that my grandmother still regularly meetsher school friends, even though they finished schoolingmore than 65 years ago.
I have many friends among you. We have sharedtiffins, played together, competed for our school insports and debates. I would like to wish you the verybest for the Board exams. Several years from now, youwill be in high professional positions. Do visit yourschool and teachers and bring back laurels andcontribute to the betterment of our school.
One year later, I will be in your place, awaiting myturn to pass out. And now that I look at it withintrospection, I realize that I have only one preciousyear left. Then I will be on my own. I sincerely hopethat we can carry the Vincentian spirit of Dare, Do andWin forward.
I would like to conclude with an anonymousquotation ‘Education is obviously of two types. Oneteaches you how to make a living and the other teachesyou how to live’.
I would like to wish you good luck and good health.
Thank you,
Kaustubh Wagh
IX-B
Today is arguably one of the most important days
in your lives. Today is your day, you are the Chief
Guests, the Guests of Honour. You are here with mixed
feelings ... happy to finish your schooling and all set to
start a new chapter in your lives ... and then on the other
hand, you feel sad that you may not continue at this
wonderful institution. Henceforward your teachers,
who have been your guides, mentors and even like
parents to you and have helped you to change your
bad habits and inculcated good values in you, will take
you through life after you pass the threshold of school.
They will no longer be a part of your everyday lives.
But what you carry with you are the fond memories of
the days gone by - the experiences you had during your
formative years.
So today let us recall all the people or things thathave had an impact on your lives these past years,beginning with teachers.
As you have spent so much of your childhood inschool, you may have seen your teachers more thanyour own parents. When I was about five years old,teachers would fill me with dread, but now I know thatthey have the biggest role in moulding our personalities.They are the ones who saw our milk teeth fall, the oneswho comforted us when we felt homesick back in classI. The occasional bruise and tummy ache have beensoothed by the care of our teachers. The most importantlessons of life, taught with a little rebuke, thepunishments, mixed with the encouragements, a pat
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Farewell Dear Friends
Respected Fr. Mario, Vice Principal, my loving
teachers and my fellow Vincentians,
Words don’t come easy to me when it comes to
speaking on an occasion like this. Throughout our
school life, we have seen batches of students being bade
farewell to, and in all those times we have feared the
day when we will be among those stepping out of this
institution forever. Today, the time has come for us too,
to make a transition from the present to history.
I don’t know if you realize how difficult it is for a
student who has spent ten years of his life, in fact more
than half his life so far, in a school, to step out of it.
Perhaps what makes it more difficult is the fact that
you’re leaving behind the care and guidance of your
dear teachers, the love from friends - only to find
everything shrunk to a handful of memories.
An episode of our life is over, and perhaps the most
important one, but the greatest happiness lies in the
fact that it couldn’t have been more memorable.
Today, as we are here to bid farewell to our Alma
Mater, I’d like to share a few of my experiences with
you.
I was in IInd Std. and was told that I had won a prize.
Like we have now, we used to have rehearsals for prize
giving. A teacher was acting as the Chief Guest. I was
given the school calendar. I thought it was the prize
and started walking away with it when the teacher came
running after me and took the calendar away.
On the Prize Distribution day, the Chief Guest
handed over the prize to me. I remembered the day of
the rehearsal and handed the prize back to the surprised
Chief Guest.
There have been various other memorable moments.
Years passed like a quick roll of drums and soon we
were in Class X. I know we couldn’t bring about very
many changes. Perhaps there wasn’t a need. But what
greatly satisfies me is that we didn’t face any major
problems, not even a single one. The students of St.
Vincent’s proved to be much more disciplined that what
I was prepared to give them credit for.
St. Vincent’s has given us a lot - care from teachers,
love from friends and respect from juniors. St. Vincent’s
has been more than just a school to us. The amount our
teachers have done for us is not possibly quantifiable.
All our teachers have done so much for us. They
don’t just impart knowledge from books. They also help
raising us by teaching us the right values of life. This is
the perfect day to let our teachers know that we do care
about all the things that they have done for us, and
thank them from the very bottom of our heart.
I am wondering if we would get lonely at college,
since we are so used to leaning on the rock solid
shoulders of St. Vincent’s. The base for moulding our
personality has been this institution and the continuous
support of all our teachers. On behalf of all the students,
I thank you.
This day as we prepare to leave, I’d like to thank the
Principal, all our loving teachers, our fellow Vincentians
for all your love and care. We would also like to thank
the office staff and the school peons for all their help
and support.
The only message I have for our juniors is that if our
batch has done something good - learn from us, and if
we had our faults, discard them. Even though students
must come and go, St. Vincent’s and the Vincentian
spirit must remain forever - shining and smiling in the
hearts of all its members.
It’s hard to put onto words all that we feel, but some
day, we are going to look back to these days and feel
‘GREAT’.
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St. Vincent’s, we will miss you a lot.
Yash Rajani
(Prefect)
X-A
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A Fond Farewell to Francis Borde
Anthony Borde worked in St. Vincent’s High School
for 40 years. His son Francis Borde will be completing
an astounding 40 years too this year. At the age of 60,
he is still up and about. He has worked for 35 years as
lab assistant in the Physics lab and for five years in the
school office.
When he was asked how the job affected his life he
says, “The good Principals, Staff and students made it
a wonderful experience and it has affected my life in a
good way.” He has worked under the guidance of
Principals like Fr. Schoch, Fr. Romuald, Fr. Tuscano.
Fr. Salvi, Fr. Misquitta, Fr. D’lima and last but not least
Fr. Mario. “I have the highest respect for all the
principals. Fr. Schoch, the first Principal I worked with
was a very good man” says a happy Francis. When
asked about his close companions he had one name on
his lips even before the question was out of my mouth
- “Subhaya”. Subhaya will also be retiring his year. “I
feel good about serving the school for so many years.
After all it was the best time of my life. But now it is
time for me to be at home and help around with
household chores” says Francis while deep in thought.
He will miss the school buildings, the ground and
everything about the school. He shares something
special with us. “I feel really good because I have never
caught anyone cheating in the Physics lab.” And he is
even more delighted as many of our students have
appeared in the merit list. He will miss the study of
Physics the most and feels that St. Vincent’s school is
the best.
Anand Deshpande
who retired four years ago
worked in the Physics lab
and Francis liked him the
most. Our very own Mr.
Naik is his favourite
among all the secondary
staff !
Mohammed Ali
Chherawalla
IX-B
(News Reporter)
Farewell Subhaya
Well-known to all of us
‘Subhaya’ will be retiring this year.
It has been twenty four years since
he started his splendid service to
this school. He worked in the
school office all these years.
It was twenty four years ago
that Subhaya came to Poona from
Andhra Pradesh, where he carried
on farming. His brother helped him to get the job at St.
Vincent’s High School. Though his salary was
insufficient, he and his family survived and managed
with whatever little they had. Soon after that, he got
married. He first worked with Fr. Clement who put him
to work in this glorious institution. He has served this
institution wholeheartedly and one would not mind
saying “His birth is for the institution, his life is for its
progress”. He served under the guidance of Fr. Recklin,
Fr. Edmund D’souza, Fr. Abraham and many others.
But one of them who was a student when he started
working, and soon became his high official, was a very
special person. It is our very own Fr. Mario! When asked
about the principals and the staff members he worked
with he says “Everyone was very good. I have no
complaints about anyone.” The special ones who helped
him in his ups and downs were the Chopra family. Mrs.
A. Chopra was a teacher in our school and her husband
who is a doctor, helped Subhaya and his family with
funds, furniture and medicines. Subhaya wants to thank
them specially as they cured his wife and him. The
helpful staff of St. Vincent’s is just like a family who
cares and nurtures its members. Subhaya now has a
well settled life. His elder son has a government job
and the other is a student. He wishes that all the
students are successful and achieve greatness in their
lives. After retirement he wants to continue farming in
his village. When asked about Subhaya, Mr. Gulhane
says emotionally, “He is a good person. He has always
been a good senior. We will miss him.” For such a
person who served our school and worked hard for it,
it is really difficult to bid farewell.
Shishir Kurhade
IX-B
(News Reporter)
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With You in Your Moments of Grief
There are times when everyone has to traverse the
path of sorrow. At such times we are with you.
With heartfelt wishes for a hope filled tomorrow.
In sincere and deepest sympathy
1) Vidth Palresha of Std.IV-C at the loss of your
father Vinod Palresha.
2) Johnson Lijo of Std.VI-C at the loss of your dear
mother Cisily Johnson.
3) Tanish Pereire of VII C who lost his father Edgar
4) Constanza Mitchel of Std.IX-A and Godspride
Mitchel of Std.XI-A at the loss of your dear father
Hilary Mitchel.
5) Sally Anthony at the loss of your mother Sheela
Swaminathan.
6) Sanjay Sangle at the loss of your father Paul R.
Sangle.
7) Fr. Robert Das (Ex Vice Principal) at the loss of
your dear father Joseph Anthony Das.
8) Avita Raj (Ex teacher, Primary Section) who lost
her dad Ossie Menesis.
9) Subhaya who lost his mother Guramma.
May it comfort you to know that your loved ones
are with God, and his love is eternal and immeasurable.
The Vincentian Family
Subashchandra Bose
Subashchandra Bose
made efforts to secure
the help of the German
Government for the
liberation of India. He
tried to organise the
Indians in Europe. He
started the Azad Hind
Radio Centre in Berlin.
He appealed to the
Indians to take up arms
against the British for
India’s freedom, the
through speeches he
made from the radio
station from time to time. Subashchandra Bose, after
travelling thousands of kilometres across the seas from
Germany reached Tokyo. There he accepted the
leadership of the Indian National Army. The Azan Hind
Sarkar was set up under the presidentship of Netaji
Subashchandra Bose. The Government was recognized
by countries like Japan, Germany and Italy. In order to
liberate India, the Indian National Army set out with
their slogan ‘Chalo Delhi’. It proceeded towards India.
On entering the provinces of Arakhan and Kohima in
India, the INA gave a tough fight to the British army.
But it became impossible for them to continue their
campaign. It began to rain heavily. It also became
difficult to get help from the Japanese. Due to these
difficulties the INA had to retreat. On 18th August 1945,
the plane carrying Netaji Subashchandra Bose crashed
and he died in the crash.
Yash D. Sontakke
V-A
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The Sports Day Programme
‘All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy’. This
is true. Sports not only helps us to build our physique
but also strengthens our thinking and intellectual skills.
We also imbibe values like co-operation, unity etc. Thus
sports lays the foundation of a better person. St.
Vincent’s school has correctly understood the
importance of sports. The Annual Sports Day for the
secondary section was held on 29th November 2008.
Mr. and Mrs. Laxmikant Deshmukh were the Chief
Guests. The programme started with a march-past of
the Army, Navy and Air Force. The Chief Guest took
the initiative to unfurl the school flag. There was a
variety of races. Students who were excellent players
all round the year were given awards. The programme
ended with the School Song and National Anthem. Each
Vincentian went home happily with the true spirit of
sportsmanship and satisfaction.
Satyajeet Jadhavrao
V-D
Dr. Babasaheb Ambedkar
Dr. Babasaheb Ambedkar - Doctor Babasaheb
Ambedkar was a learned son of India. Throughout his
life, he struggled hard
and worked to improve
the miserable living
conditions of the poor
and the downtrodden.
Right from his
childhood, he had a
liking for books and
reading. He felt that
books were more
valuable than close
friends. He did not
accept that education
was only a means for
getting a job. He
believed that education
should be used for the
happiness of the common man.
Shiv Jayanti
Shiv Jayanti means Chattrapati
Shivaji Maharaj’s Jayanti. He was
born on the auspicious day of the
Phalgun Vadya Tritiya, in the year
1551 of the Shaka era, that is on 19th
February 1630. On the twelfth day
of his birth, with an appropriate
ceremony, the child was named
‘Shivaji’ after the goddess
Shivaidevi whose temple was in the
Shivaneri fort. His mother’s name
was Jijabai, who passed away
twelve days after Shivaji’s
coronation. His father Shahaji died
in a battle. Shivaji became the king
in the year 1674. We celebrate his birth anniversary with
great pomp and reverence. Shivaji Maharaj established
swaraj in Maharashtra. Swaraj means self-government,
our own rule. He passed away on 3rd April, 1680 at
twelve noon.
Abdulaleem Heroli
V-A
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Shibi, who stays near my house, is blind. We are
good friends. Shibi goes to a school which is specially
for the blind. He reads Braille (a book
for the blind) very well and has even
taught it to me. His mother and father
died in an accident when he was just 3
years old. From then on, his
grandparents are looking after him. He
is just excellent in Maths. He can
calculate mentally faster than I can do
them on paper. He even helps me with
my school homework. Most of the time
I just see him playing the flute. Shibi
plays the flute very well and does so
at local functions such as Ganesh
Chaturthi or Navratri celebrations. He is a very popular
person. No function goes by without Shibi being asked
to give a performance. We feel very sad when he is ill.
I have rarely seen Shibi sad, due to his blindness. He is
always cheerful and even joins us
when we go for picnics. By
looking at him, no one will
imagine that he is blind. Shibi is
an inspiration to all of us. He has
taught us that one can perform
well in spite of serious handicaps.
He also speaks very politely and
sings very beautifully. All of us
in the society love Shibi very
much.
Mohnish Narayan
VI-B
playing Holi sit in the balcony and watch everyone
playing. Some of them get attracted to this and they
too start playing with them. But some are afraid of the
synthetic colours. The best thing is that one should fill
water in a bucket and should pour the water down on
someone who is playing Holi. To have a safe and happy
Holi, we should try to use organic colours. Really Holi
is a festival of joy and happiness bringing people
together to celebrate this festival joyfully.
Kirtisagar K. Sharmaa
VII-A
A Blind Boy’s Story Who is My Friend
Holi
Holi is a festival which is all about expressing
happiness through varied hues. Every year we celebrate
this festival. Holi is celebrated for two days.
The first day of Holi is celebrated by lighting a
bonfire at night and performing ‘pooja’. The couples
go around the bonfire by continuously pouring water
around the bonfire. A coconut is broken into pieces first
and then it is distributed as ‘prasad’.
The next day is celebrated with great fun and joy.
Children buy water-balloons, pichkaris, colours etc
before celebrating Holi. People make a lot of
preparations before playing Holi. In the
morning children fill the buckets by keeping
balloons and colours in water. People in
societies go to each and every house and
apply colour to their faces and wish them
by saying ‘Happy Holi’.
Some people who are not interested in
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Fireflies
In the woods by the lake I stand,
In the darkness of the night,
Like thousand stars come down on earth,
The small little fireflies shine bright.
Everywhere they go they spread their light,
Like candles in mid-air,
And every traveller lost in the woods,
Can find his way in its glare.
Just like this little firefly,
Who so willingly gives her light,
Through our good deeds and selflessness,
In darkness we can shine bright.
Darius Manuel
VIII-A
Easter
Christmas and Easter are Christian festivals.
Christmas is celebrated on the day when Jesus Christ
was born. Easter is celebrated on the day Jesus rose from
the dead.
Christ was
crucified or
nailed to a cross
by some people
who blamed him
for things he had
not done. When
he died, the
people who
believed in Him
were very sad.
So He rose from
the dead on
Easter, to give
them hope. Eggs
stand for a new life. On Easter, chocolate eggs and hard-
boiled painted eggs are given as presents. Easter is
celebrated with great enthusiasm by all Christians.
Darshit Lalit Jain
VIII-A
My Unforgettable Experienceat the Public Speaking Class
I participated in the
class-wise elocution
competition and stood
second. I was sad as I
wanted to win the first
prize. But soon God gave
me a chance. I joined the
Public Speaking Class.
The classes were held
on Saturday. We were
instructed on correct
posture, having a goal,
clear speech and
overcoming the fear of
speaking in front of a large crowd.
I paid attention to whatever was taught. I practiced
a lot. My hard work and my teacher’s effort, helped me
come out with flying colours, as I won the first prize at
the Elocution Competition organised by the Public
Speaking class. I thank all my teachers for helping me
achieve my aim of winning the first prize.
Faizaan K.
IV-C
Our Helpers
We need many things in our everyday life. It is not
possible for us to do everything ourselves. So we need
helpers to make our life rosy and comfortable. The
milkman brings us milk. The postman brings us letters.
The baker bakes our bread and buns. The cobbler
mends our shoes. The doctor makes us well, when we
are ill. Teacher teaches us our lessons.
Parth Vitekar
I-A
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Sports Day in my School
The Sports Day in my school was held on 19th
December, 2008 in the morning. It was my first Sports
Day in St. Vincent’s High School. I was excited as our
parents were also invited.
Our Chief Guest
Dr.(Mrs) Sangeeta
Wagh and our dear
Principal Fr. M.
Fernandes inaugurated
the Sports Day
function.
Various drills were
performed by boys
wearing colourful outfits. Races, relays and other sports
activities were held in which I took part and won too.
The events were managed by all the staff members of
the Primary Section. I was very happy and my parents
enjoyed it very much.
Digvijaysinh Thube
I-B
My School Bus
I go to school by the St. Vincent’s school bus. It is
yellow in colour. Every morning I wait for it to pick me
up from my house. It is always on time. The driver Anil
and the conductor take good care of me and all the other
boys in the bus. They take us to school and also bring
us back home safely. I enjoy going to school by our
school bus.
Taj
I-B
Our Helpers at School
In our school there are many people who help us.
They do many things for us.
Our Principal manages the school in a proper way.
Teachers help us to learn many things and also guide
us. The librarian provides different kinds of books
which increase our knowledge. Gardeners maintain the
garden beautifully. Helpers try to keep the
surroundings of the school clean. Peons at the gate
maintain the security and the drivers help us to reach
the school safely.
We must thank them all for helping us.
Indra Kiran Sigicharla
I-C
My Class Picnic
It was Thursday 22nd January, 2009. I was very
excited when my mother woke me up early in the
morning. It was the day of my class picnic.
My classmates and I gathered in school and went
by the school bus to Lakewood Resort. Oh! What a
lovely place it was! Everything there was very beautiful,
the tall trees, the green grass and the beautiful lake.
My friends and I were very happy. We played a lot of
games but I enjoyed playing on the swing very much.
We all enjoyed the magic show. The magician there
showed us a lot of wonderful tricks.
My class teacher and my computer teacher who
accompanied us took good care of us. They also played
with us and made us very happy. It was such a lovely
picnic. In the evening all returned to school and from
there we went home. I still feel very happy when I
remember my class picnic. It was just great.
Kevin J. D’souza
II-A
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Our Class Picnic
This year our class went for a picnic to Lakewood
Resort. The teachers of II-A,B,C and the computer
teacher accompanied us. Lakewood Resort is a clean
and beautiful place. We enjoyed the idli and chutney
served to us for breakfast. We had a wonderful bullock-
cart ride. Many of us loved the rain dance. In the
afternoon we were delighted to see the magic show,
followed by the delicious hakka noodles for lunch. After
lunch we played on the swings and with our rubber
balls. Very soon it was time to return. Some of my
friends fell asleep in the bus, while others enjoyed
singing songs and clapping to the tunes of the song.
We really had a lovely picnic.
Mervyn D’sa
II-C
Makar Sankranti
Kites fluttering in the skies, bullfights and bonfires.
Makar Sankranti always falls on the 14th of January.
Since it is a solar event this festival matches the English
calendar.
On this day the sun travels from the Tropic of Cancer
to the Tropic of Capricorn. This movement of the sun
is called Uttarayan and it is considered an auspicious
time.
Around this time on 13th of January, Punjabis
celebrate Lohri with a huge bonfire and offer rice and
sweets, while the Tamilians celebrate Pongal by making
different types of rice preparations. ‘Uttarayan’ also
marks the change of winds. In Gujarat the skies are
filled with colourful kites. The rooftops and terraces
are filled with the young and old participating in kite
flying competitions. When a kite is cut, loud cheers fill
the air.
This festival falls during winter. The feast includes
milk, jowar, jaggery and til ladoos made from pure ghee
to produce heat and keep the body healthy throughout
the winter.
In Maharashtra, we celebrate Sankranti by
distributing ‘tilgul’. Elders give tilgul to young people
who touch their feet in respect. ‘Til’ symbolizes love
and ‘gul’ sweetness. Thus Sankranti advises us to have
sweet and loving relations with everybody.
Karan Kulkarni
III-A
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The Moment I Shall Always Treasure
On the 19th of December, I woke up very excited. It
was my Annual Sports Day. I quickly dressed as my
parents gave me some words of advice. ‘It is not
important that you win, it is more important that you
take part. Do your best and leave the rest to God.’ These
words of wisdom were ringing in my ears as I made
my way to school. I decided that I would do my best
and make my teachers and parents proud. As the race
began I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. Would
I be able to win? As I raced down the track my heart
was beating faster and faster. The only thing I could
see was the finish line. I had done it. I had won the
gold. I could hear everyone cheer.
There was still a greater surprise waiting for me. As
I was getting myself dressed I suddenly heard my name
being announced. Was I dreaming? My name was
announced again. I jumped up to my feet and ran to
the victory stand. I could not believe my eyes. I had
won the award for the Best Athlete for Std.III. This is a
moment which I will always remember as the best
moment in my life.
I will do my best in the years to come and live up to
the motto of St. Vincent’s to ‘Dare, Do and Win’.
Vincenti Dabitur!
Ansel Mendonca
III-C
Facts Are Fun
Forget earbuds. Did you know that giraffes clean
their ears with their tongues that are 21 inches long?
Try as you might you just cannot lick your elbows.
Try it!!
Camels have three eyelids to protect themselves
from the blowing sands in the desert.
Did you know that a Joey (a baby kangaroo) is as
small as a coffee bean?
Mohammed Atheor Rangila
III-C
How Many Words Can You Find ?
A O F I R E S U N D A Y
S L P E E N R E Y V E N
T K J E S U S W T A C O
N A L G U D A M L I A P
C E Y G R H T L L G N C
W A T E R E A E V I D T
A R Y S E V E N O R L S
T T D N C C T T W D E N
L H A R T A N J P T T O
W E U V I G I L R A Y I
N R F E O D E F I L L V
P L I M N L T K E U H M
Clues
1) The Lord my saviour ......
2) Easter is famous for the chocolate ....
3) The midnight prayer service is called Easter .....
4) Easter always falls on a .......
5) .... is the number of readings at the Easter service.
6) Easter ...... is beautifully decorated.
7) ....., ....., ..... are blessed at the Easter service.
8) Easter is the celebration of Lord’s .....
9) .... Sunday is the Sunday before Easter.
10) ..... is the season of sacrifice before Easter.
Anand Mascarenhas
IV-A
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Republic Day
Republic Day is celebrated on 26th January. India
became a republic on this day in 1950. The constitution
of India was drafted by a committee headed by Dr.
Babasaheb Bhimrao Ambedkar.
There is a grand march-past in New Delhi at the
India Gate. The preparation for this starts months in
advance. All the participants of this march-past
assemble in Delhi one month in advance and practice
daily. The Army, Navy and Air Force display their
latest weapons on this day. In the morning the President
is received by the Defence Minister. The President
accepts the salute of each platoon.
After that, there are cultural programs. There is
heavy security for this program. The President awards
eminent persons from the civil and the defence services.
He also gives away awards for extraordinary bravery.
All the expenditure of this program is borne by the
Government of India. Republic Day is a symbol of
national pride, reverence and self-confidence.
Faizaan K.
IV-C
Facts
A tiger’s roar can be heard as far as 2 km away!
A blue whale weighs 150 tons!
A kangaroo can jump 25 ft. high!
A rhinoceros’ horn is made up of keratin, the same
material our hair is made up of!
The smallest bird in the world is the humming bird,
2.5 cm. long!
The black mamba is the most poisonous snake in
the world!
The name of Pluto’s moon is Charus!
Abrik Fernandes
IV-C
Primary School Sports Day
The Primary School Sports, an event much looked
forward to at St. Vincent’s Primary School, was held
on 19th December, 2008. The school stands were full of
the excited participants, their fellow classmates and the
equally excited parents, who were present in large
numbers to cheer and encourage the little ones in their
sporting endeavours.
With the arrival of the Chief Guest, Dr. Mrs. Sangeeta
Wagh, the torch bearers, started their lap round the
massive school grounds and finally handed over the
torch to be lit by Dr. Mrs. Wagh. An oath pledging the
spirit of sportsmanship was taken by the young athletes
and the Sports Meet was then declared open by the
Chief Guest.
The Meet was kicked off with a Yoga Drill and we
were then led through a series of colourful, entertaining
Dr. Mrs. S. Wagh, Chief Guest
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and impressive drills such as the Umbrella Drill, the
Tango Twist and the Rainbow Dance. The highlight of
the morning was the ‘Charlie Chaplin Drill’ performed
by the youngest of them all - Std.I. The drills were
interspersed with interesting races like ‘Look Before
You Leap’, ‘Jumping Jack’ and ‘Helping Hands’. Of
course there were the traditional never-to-be-missed
sprits, relays, hurdles and obstacle races too. The proud
winners were presented with certificates and medals.
This was followed by a speech by the Principal Fr.
Mario Fernandes who updated us on the various
sporting events the school had participated in and won.
Everyone cheered loudly as he announced that St.
Vincent’s was the leading school at the Pune School
Athletics Meet for the 61st year in succession. We were
then taken down memory lane by a nostalgic Dr. Mrs.
Wagh who has been associated with the school for a
number of years, first through her late husband and
now her sons. Her moving words left us without a
doubt on our choice of institution for the education of
our boys.
The sports meet culminated with the distribution of
some special sports prizes. The prestigious “Most
Promising Athlete in the Primary Section” was bagged
by Sean Pereira of Std.IV.
It was definitely a morning well spent as we watched
our little boys learning to participate in the true spirit
of sportsmanship and the grounds being laid for further
sporting prowess as they move on to High School. It
was definitely a reaffirmation that with St. Vincent’s
we can expect nothing but “All-Round Personalities”!!
Mrs. F. Fernandes
Mother of Shane Fernandes
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Holi
Of all the Hindu festivals, Holi is perhaps the most
colourful festival. Coloured powders offered to God are
then smeared on one another’s faces by the devotees.
The legend connected with Holi which actually lends
it the very name it bears is that relating to the demoness,
Holika. She was the sister of the demon-king
Hiranyakashipu, who, defeating the Gods, proclaimed
his own supremacy over everyone else in the Universe.
His son Prahlad was a true devotee of Lord Vishnu,
the Supreme God who pervades and transcends the
Universe. Holika who was reputed to be immune to
any damage from fire, herself carried Prahlad into the
fire to make sure that he was burnt to death. By the
divine intervention, it was Holika that got destroyed
by fire and it was Prahlad who survived the terrible
test. Holi celebrates this burning and cremation of the
evil Holika. Thus Holi celebrates the triumph of good
over evil.
With the annual recurrence of Holi, the lesson of
spiritual and social harmony is brought home to us
more and more profoundly.
Noel Paul
IV-D
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Easter Day
Good Friday is the day Jesus Christ died on the cross.
Christians all over the world spend this day in fasting
and prayer. Then, on Sunday, which is called Easter
Sunday, Christians believe that on this day Jesus Christ
rose from the dead and went straight up to heaven.
On Easter Sunday, many children wake up to see if
the imaginary rabbit called the Easter Bunny has left
them baskets of candies or Easter eggs.
Aayush Sikehi
IV-D
My Favourite Game
Football is my favourite sport. I like playing it
because it is a game with a lot of activity. It provides
me with exercise and makes me healthy and fit. The
best part of this game is that it teaches me the values of
team spirit and sportsmanship.
My class has a football team named ‘Northern Rock
United’. We are a team of sixteen players and I am the
defender. This sport requires a lot of co-ordination
among all the players, so we have our practice every
day in the morning before school, under the guidance
of Mr. Wilson, our coach.
I love to watch the football matches on television.
My best teams are Manchester United, Chelsea and
Arsenal. My favourite player is Christina Ronaldo,
because I like his football skills, passes and shoots.
On Saturdays my dad and myself sit on the couch
and watch these football matches with a bowl of
popcorn. I will never give up playing football.
Murtaza Harnesswala
V-D
Another World is Possible
A World where Human Rights of all of us are ad-
hered to.
Not a day passes without news on the radio, T.V. or
the newspapers about acts of violence, terrorism, com-
munal tension, racial discrimination and other atroci-
ties being committed, where innocent lives are snuffed
out and the perpetrators of this violence are not brought
to the court of justice.
We were very fortunate to have Mr. Neeraj Jain, an ac-
tive member of LOKAYAT, A Forum For A New World
and Prof. Ram Puniyani, who is actively involved with
EKTA – Committee For Communal Amity, to conduct
a seminar on ‘Human Rights Education in Schools’ for
the Principal and Staff members of the school on the
10th February, 2009.
Mr. Neeraj Jain, gave an introduction to this seminar,
emphasising the difficult times we are passing through,
the crisis looming before us, the cancer of communal-
ism, terrorism, religious fundamentalism, globalisation
– all spreading their tentacles far and wide uncontrol-
lably. He urged us to be vigilant against ‘rumour-mon-
gering’, engage in cultural interaction, build closer so-
cial ties across communities and respect cultural diver-
sities in the world. How best can we achieve this but in
our classrooms and schools after all.
The seminar focused on three issues -
� Majors Problems of Society.
� Have we chosen our Religion?
� Our relationship as Indians – Its Democratic and
Secular Values.
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The three interactive, open house
sessions were held in close horse-
shoe formation, where Prof. Ram
Puniyani elicited the answers from
the teachers. Each session was en-
lightening, informative and lively
– drawn from the school syllabus
comprising of History, Politics, Eco-
nomics, Geography, Moral Values,
History, Civics and Administration,
Statistics and others. These discus-
sions blew away all the cob-webs
from our minds, clarified many misconceptions
and myths, deepened our understanding of such phe-
nomena, opened our hearts and
minds, and awakened us from our
deep slumber of indifference to the
violation of Human Rights to the
World.
We thank Rev. Fr. Joy Thomas
SVD, Director Ishvani Kendra for
initiating this programme in our
schools in Pune.
- Ms. Elizabeth Coutinho
The Head-Boy’s Speech
Respected Principal, teachers, members of the non-
teaching staff and my dear friends,
As I stand here probably for the last time before you
all, I hold mixed feelings in my heart. I certainly am
excited to enter the brave new world, but I feel intense
sadness to depart from a home - like school. I will no
more experience the pride which I used to, in our school
uniform. However, I am comforted with the feeling that
I’ll be a ‘Vincentian Forever’.
Despite being associated with St. Vincent’s for a short
time, I have gained many things which usually take a
longer period. I wish I were here right from the primary
classes.
The very first day, I entered this college with a
trembling heart, with fear about the completely new
environment. Today as I step out once again, my heart
trembles, this time however not with fear but with a
nagging doubt whether I’ll ever get such an excellent,
warm and loving family.
I’ll forever remain grateful to all those who gave me
an opportunity to lead the student fraternity as Head-
Boy. The past year has provided me with bountiful
experiences and lessons that will last me for a lifetime.
I will never forget the contribution of my teachers.
Their tough words mingled with the rather friendly
approach will warm the cockles of my heart. I
wholeheartedly thank all the teachers for their
dedication and hard labour.
I also take this opportunity to thank all my fellow
students and prefects for the helping hand they lent. A
special thanks to the Principal, the staff members and
the members of the non-teaching staff.
On behalf of all my classmates of class twelve, I wish
to thank you all for your whole-hearted co-operation. I
take this opportunity to beg pardon from those whom
I may have hurt unknowingly.
May St. Vincent’s School grow from strength to
strength, this is my humble prayer.
Vincenti Dabitur!
Master Abhijeet Patil
XII-B
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Primary School Annual Sports Day
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Vincentian Old Boys Association ( VOBA)Alumni association of St.Vincent’s High School, Pune
A General Report
Greetings from the Vincentian Old Boys Association, Pune, India (VOBA).You will be delighted to know that
VOBA is a very vibrant and active alumni and we would like to update you about some key VOBA activities.
Bonding
� VOBA has got the entire member directory (with contact details) online on its website. (Our membership
has passed 1510 members) We have also got the Roll Call list of passing out batches of Std. XI, X and XII
students from the fifty’s till date on the website.
� In order to have meaningful interaction among the Alumni, we organize a Contributory Dinner at the time
of the Annual General Body Meeting.
� We also organize Alumni Day. This year we had an attendance of around 250 ex-students & ex-teachers
for the dinner held on 15th Nov.2008.
� We facilitate reunions/get-togethers of batches. In the past two years, the 1958 and 1959 batches cel-
ebrated their Golden Jubilee, while the 1984 (12th) batch celebrated their Silver Jubilee of passing out, in
the Gulati Hall.
� Achievement Awards are also given to distinguished Alumni. Past winners include Mr. Dileep Padgaonkar,
Business Director, Times of India, Padmabhushan Late Dr. (Mrs.) Banoo Coyaji
� VOBA also has contact details of ex-teachers on the VOBA website and we often interact with them and
invite them for some of our events.
� Gives Book Awards to Toppers of Std. X and Std. XII Examinations.
� Gives Christmas Hampers to deserving students of economically weaker section.
� There are VOBA T-shirts/ Caps/ Ties/Bags available for sale, which foster a sense of brotherhood and
comradeship.
� We also hosted the 1st Pune Province meet of Jesuit Alumni in March 2008 and recently in Jan 09, partici-
pated in the 2nd Pune Province meet held at Sangamner.
Fund raising
� VOBA has a Teachers Fund and plans to utilize the same for the benefit of needy retired teachers of the
school.
� We have also been actively involved in raising resources for the Fr. Schoch and Fr. Oesch funds as well as
for the multipurpose Sports cum Lunch Hall.
� We organize a Family Musical Nite, with leading bands and the proceeds therefrom are shared between
the school and VOBA.
� We have facilitated the raising of funds by different batches for specific projects related to the school/ex-
teachers.
Sports
� In keeping with the St. Vincent tradition of excellence in sports, VOBA sponsors the VOBA Football team
comprising of ex-students. They participate in almost all major Football Tournaments organized by the
Poona District Football Association (PDFA).
� Organizes the K P Jadhav Football Tournament for PDFA (Pune District Football Association) Division I
and Division II Clubs, where more than 90 teams take part. This year (2009) the tournament is in its 15th
year.
� VOBA is an affiliated Club member of the PDBA (Pune District Basketball Association)
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� We have our website at www.vobapune.com.
� The VOBA Executive Committee meets on the second Sunday of the month at 10.30 am at the school
library to chalk out plans for the month.
� VOBA organized the JAAI West Zone Congress on the theme “Water We care” in Oct 2006 and actively
participated in the West Zone Congress at Ahmedabad held in Oct 2008. The concept paper on the theme
‘Many Sparks –One Fire’ was contributed by our President - Bobby Jacob.
� We have also participated in the National Congress in Jamshedpur 2003 and at Trivandrum Sept 2007.
� A sign of our growing presence at the national level is the fact that our current President - Bobby Jacob, is
National Vice President of JAAI and our current Secretary - Imtiaz Lokhandwalla, is President of West
Zone JAAI.
� Currently VOBA is sponsoring and maintaining the JAAI website www.jaaindia.org
Golden Jubilee Reunion of the 1959 batch
Bobby, Imtiaz, Allen, Manoj Sanghvi, Raymond could attend the Golden
Reunion of 1959 batch in Gulati Hall on 8th Jan 09.
About 15 attended, many with their wives. Two came from US, one from
Hong Kong, one from Chennai, two from Mumbai.....
Many T-Shirts, Ties, Bags and Caps were purchased. Already 12 of this
batch were VOBA members, and another 8 new members were enrolled.
Vincentian Magazines, Footprints on Sands of Time, were freely distributed
to attendees. There was dinner at Military Club - R.S.I. We were informed
that a total of 27 attended these two get-togethers.
This photo has 14 of them plus one teacher (Mr Patil) at extreme left, in
Centre of Vincent's Quadrangle
Raymond Rebello
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VOBA attended the West Zone Congress at the Jesuit run
St Xavier’s School, Ahmedabad,
in Oct 08. From Left to Right are : Asha, Raymond, Fr James,
Fr Mario, Arthur, Bobby, Allen, Saifee, Manoj, Richard, Diago,
Joe, Fr Robert, Bernie, Joe D’Souza
VOBA visit to the Jesuit run Dnyanmata School, Sangamner,
in Jan 09 for the 2nd meeting of Alumni of Pune Province.
Left to right : - Bernie, Joe, Richard, Imtiaz, Fr Robert, Bobby,
Allen, Arthur, Vikram, Saifee, Raymond, Manoj, William.
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Inter-school Taekwondo Tournament on Saturday, 14thFebruary 2009 at the Fr. Oesch Hall, St.Vincent's High School,Pune. Students of St. Vincent's, St. Anne's,The Bishop's SchoolCamp, The Bishop's Co-Ed School, and students from VidyaValley School, St. Joseph's High School, Ghorpuri, and St.Helena's High School took part in this Tournament. The ChiefGuest for the function was Rev. Fr. Mario Fernandes,S.J. Principal, of St. Vincent's High School.
The winners were as follows :
Category 1 - BoysGold : Moinuddin Kadiwala, St. Vincent's High School of Std. IV-CSilver : Samiraja Mandot, St. Vincent's High School of Std. IV-B
Category 4 - BoysGold : Swaraj Mehta, St.Vincent's High School of Std. VI-C
The Rolling Trophy for the highest points was bagged by theBishop's Co-Ed School, Kalyaninagar who scored 25 points,followed by Runners up St. Vincent's High School, with 17points.Having won 2 - Gold/ 1- Silver.Details of Photograph :The proud Runners up, Team St. Vincent's High School withtheir Medals and Certificates.Along with the medal winners.Left To Right Moinuddin Kadiwala - Gold , Swaraj Mehta -Gold , Samiraja Mandot - Silver.
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Rev Fr Adolfo Nicholas - Superior General of the Society of Jesus audience with the
members of the VOBA Executive Committee and their wives on 3rd Mar ‘09 evening.
Assembled in Rome for the General Congregation (meet-ing of the Provincials and Province Delegates), the Soci-ety of Jesus on 19th January 2008, elected Rev. Fr. Adolfo
Nicholas, S.J. as the new Superior General of the Societyof Jesus.
Less than a year into his term as Superior General,Fr. Adolfo Nicholas made his first visit to India to attendthe bi-annual meeting of the Jesuit Conference of SouthAsia (JCSA) which was held at Sanjeevan Ashram, Pro-vincial headquarters of the Pune Province of the Societyof Jesus. The meeting of the JCSA held from March 1st – 7th
brought together all the twenty Major Superiors (Provin-cial and Regional Superiors) of the South Asian assistancyalong with the General Counselor and Regional AssistantFr. Lisbert D’Souza and both the old and the new Presi-dents of the Conference Frs. Hector D’Souza and Fr Ed-ward Mudavassery. Besides attending the daylong meet-ings with the Provincials, Fr. General also made his offi-cial visit to the various communities and institutions ofthe Pune province.
We, at St. Vincent’s, were blessed with the visit of Fr. Gen-
eral Adolfo Nicholas on 3rd March 2009. Though a verybrief visit, Fr. General was accompanied by all theProvincials of South Asia. After meting the Jesuit com-munity briefly, Fr. General spent a few precious momentswith Executive Committee (EXCO) of the Vincentian OldBoys’ Association (VOBA). In his brief introduction, Fr.Mario Fernandes, Principal, welcomed Fr. General andintroduced him to the audience. He was also introduced
Photo from Lt to Rt :
Sitting – Bobby Jacob, Fr Mario
Fernandes, Fr Adolfo Nicholas, Fr
Bertie Rosario, Imtiaz
Lokhandwala.
Middle row standing - Madhuram
Ramnathan, Goretti Fernandes,
Asha Jacob, Almas Lokhandwala,
Leela Joshi, Bernie Rebello, Fiona
Martyres, Tasneem Polishwalla,
Andrea Kering.
Back row standing – V
Ramnathan, Farokh Irani,
Sushama Rebello, Raymond
Rebello, Manoj Joshi, Saifee
Polishwalla, Richard Fernandes,
Joe Rebello, Allen Martyres,
Manoj Sanghvi, Diago D’Souza,
Vikram Kering.
to each member of the EXCO who had the joy of shakinghands with him. Mr. Bobby Jacob, President of VOBA thenaddressed a few words to Fr. General. Very briefly Fr.General then addressed the EXCO members and theirspouses gathered for the occasion. He stressed the impor-tant role of the alumni (and their spouses) in collaborat-ing with the Society of Jesus in carrying out its mission.Fr. General was then felicitated with a bouquet of flowerspresented to him by Mrs. Tasneem Polishwala. Fr. MarioFernandes also presented him a gift on behalf of VOBA.Present on the occasion were also Fr. Bertie Rozario, Pro-vincial of the Pune province who was felicitated with abouquet presented by Mrs. Sushma Rebello. Also presentwas Fr. Thomas Ambrose, Manager of St. Vincent’s NightCollege and St. Joseph Night School.
Fr. Mario Fernandes then raised a vote of thanks to Fr.General for sparing his valuable time and giving us anaudience with him. The VOBA EXCO members and theirspouses were delighted to meet with Fr. General and willcherish happy memories of their brief encounter and ac-quaintance with him. Finally, we had a group photo withFr. General. He then went up to the Jesuit Residence wherehe the joined the community and the Provincials to asumptuous dinner. For the members of the Jesuit com-munity, Fr. General’s visit was a moment of grace. Wehave been blessed with his visit. We wish Fr. General‘Adios’ and a safe trip as he returns to Rome. Welcomeonce again Fr. General to the Pune province.
Fr. Mario Fernandes, S.J.
Fr. General visits St. Vincent’s
He was wounded for our transgressions,Crushed for our iniquities,
The chastisement of our peace was upon him,And with his stripes we are healed.
(Isaiah 53:5)
There are times when we feel bogged down by life’s troubles. We may have failed to achieve something or we may have feared a particular happening ... or we may have been hurt by someone ... the list is endless.
I too have had my doses of depression. There are times when I have felt like a ‘nobody’ ... someone who has achieved nothing but a big cipher. But then ... suddenly, my mind goes back into the past ... over 2000 years ago into the city of Jerusalem ... on that first Good Friday ... the day Jesus died.
What makes that Friday a ‘good’ one? Considering that God’s only son sacrificed himself for us on that day, to call it a ‘good’ Friday seems rather unjust and contradictory. However, a deeper retrospection makes the entire idea crystal clear.
“The word became flesh ... and it dwelt amongst us” - what better way to describe the Christ? Jesus brought salvation for all. He healed the broken hearted and set the captives free ... he made the lame walk again and called the blind to see. He was so full of love and mercy, that tax-collectors and harlots found a special place in his heart even though they were the most hated and rejected in society then. Besides, there was a strange kind of dynamism in his voice, that he drew people in mammoth numbers from all over the country. It is no wonder that Jesus was so different, so dynamic and so revolutionary. He was the ‘only begotten son of God’ - very God of very God!
Besides all this, Jesus came for a greater cause, a task which could be fulfilled by no other ... he came to die ... on the cross!
The physical suffering he endured that fateful Friday, is simply beyond comprehension. When late Pope John Paul II viewed Mel Gibson’s ‘The Passion of the Christ’, he rightly said that, what he saw in the film was not even half of what Christ actually went through. It was an inhumane act ...
an act of brutality. A brief illustration of the crucifixion will help you understand the above.
The Romans adopted the ‘art’ of crucifixion from the Phoenicians who first used it. They preferred it to boiling the condemned in oil or even punishments like impalement, stoning, drowning and burning, which all proved too swift for their taste. The Romans wanted a form of execution that was slow as it was painful ... hence the cross. The ritual of crucifixion was rather gory. The cross beam was fitted beneath the prisoner’s shoulders and his arms were extended along its length. Soldiers held them in place while the executioner with his right hand probed the wrist for a little hollow spot where the so-called ‘life line’
He Did It For Me
ended. Once he found it, his movements were swift and sure. Taking a five inch, square cut iron nail, he positioned it, and then he drove it into the hand and into the cross with a single blow. The same was repeated for the other arm. The soldiers then lifted the cross beam into place on the upright which was already planted in the ground. The timber was then lifted until the mortise could be fitted over, thus forming a rugged cross.
Next, the executioner positioned the prisoner’s right foot over the left, being careful to make sure his legs were bent at the knee. With a measured blow, he drove the third spike through both the feet and into the cross. Death was painful and above all very slow. After nearly an hour of extreme torture, death came as inexorably as it must, usually in the form of asphyxiation.
Was Jesus deserving of a death so painful and so full of shame? Was there no other way? However, Christ’s physical sufferings were pale in comparison with the plan his Father had in his death.
God saw Christ’s death as the only way to redeem lost humanity. It was a price Jesus had to pay to redeem EACH one of us. He suffered the Father’s rejection that we might be reconciled to him. That’s how much he loves you and me!When I think of that first Good Friday, I don’t feel low and depressed anymore. In fact I feel rejuvenated with encouragement, victory and love ... because my saviour died especially for me!
Jesus turned the cross - a sign a shame, sin and death - into a sign of hope a n d n e w l i f e .
I will never think of the cross the same way again ... it is a lesson for me ... an act of love and kindness. What message can we take from the Lord’s passion and death? It is very clear ... you are precious to God and that’s why he died for you. Take life in all its strife and move along the path of learning.
Is there a man who has betrayed the trust of his children?Your debt is paid!
Is there a man or a woman who has lot his or her virtue?Your debt is paid!
Is there a son who has broken his mother’s heart, a daughter who has forsaken the teachings of her youth?Your debt is paid!
Is there a junkie who has lost all hope?Your debt is paid!
Is there a religious leader living a double life, a merchant trapped in crooked deals, a politician on the take?Your debt is paid!
Your REDEEMER has paid your debt!
“Though your sins are like scarlet ... they shall be white like snow.Though they are red as crimson ... they shall be like wool.”
Dean LoboXII-B
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