NEWTOWN SCHOOL: A TREASURE TROVE OF FOND MEMORIES
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About artist contributors.

                                               Design Team

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Dora Kazmierak:
photographer

www.instagram.com/dorakazmierak/?hl=en
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              Katya Zhu:
​                graphics

https://katyazhu.com/
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Neringa Normantaite:                         designer

https://www.nndesignandillustration.com/
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                                                                https://louishemmings.com/ ​

Boarding School Scrapbook

Harboured from harm by high stone walls,
unacademic and sports-coach never called;

– spartan-lunches schooled us in justice,
Quaker-soaked silence this rebel trusted.

O sweet those three special girls adored,
shoe-skidded those waxed parquet floors;
readily I joined rowdy-night pillow fights,
unsanctioned walks in early-dawn light.


Long-anticipated each supper dance,
psychedelic strobes, surreptitious glances;
late-sixties student, born to be wild:
underground sounds, flower child.

Art, English and Music held appeal,
nothing else needed, my Achilles Heel;
grateful for many issued detentions,
bullies long-gone, names I won’t mention.

School report true: my existence “aimless”
my challenging conduct, far from blameless;

this academic failure, sometime class clown –
still missed the old school – farewell Newtown…

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