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Perhaps the only surviving expression of Adwick Uniform

As every other CQD site before the UK referendum this website uses a CSS style sheet based on the former Adwick School’s uniform. The style sheet is still retained on the Archive for the Yorkshire Viking Blog and on this memorial site. If you are a former Adwick School pupil and would like to use the WordPress theme for your own blog, do get in touch!

My personal twin blogs have now dropped the Adwick Theme. The reasons for this are explained on the Archive for the Yorkshire Viking page.

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Poetry About Adwick School

I have exported every old article from my blogs that had to do with Adwick School.

There is also a good deal of poetry. If you would like to see this, go to http://adwickschool.cqd.nu/category/philosophical/poetry-philosophical/ You can also see this section by clicking “Poetry” on the menu line. Posts in this section sometimes give you the background to a particular poem, like, for example when our school was being knocked down in April 2013.

I hope you like the revamped Memorial to Adwick School!

Facebook Group Started!

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We are attempting to form an alumni using Facebook

Following the lead of the Percy Jackson alumni, I have created a Facebook Group. I am already a member of the Percy Jackson group on Facebook, and former “piglets” are more than welcome in the Adwick group.

In the current situation, where people only seem to remember the time at the end of our school, and not those years that showed it in a better light, I think Facebook is probably the best way to build our own alumni. The Adwick Group is called “Hey, just a minute. In my day, Adwick School was a very GOOD school”. As you can see from the title, it is intended to be a place for those of us who somehow do not relate to the negative things others (quite a lot of them actually) have been saying.

If you are interested in this group, please read the notes first. These tell you what we are about:

This group is for former Adwick School pupils and staff. More importantly it is for us who have something postive to say about the place, and our time there. We register the fact that some people have other views, especially those who were there in its final decade. Yet the opposing view is that especially before that time, Adwick School used to be a very good one. This is therefore the view that we have in this group.

Please note. By saying that we believe our school used to be very good, this is NOT the same thing as claiming we necessarily always liked it. Some of us did, some of us didn’t.

There is only ONE rule. Please respect it. We have the same rule as the group for the Percy Jackson Grammar School (our predecessor school):

“Please don’t post anything negative or derogatory about any pupil or teacher – let’s just remember the good things.”

Use common sense. The whole point of this group is to remember the good things, or at the very least to say that you don’t quite relate to some other people’s less than flattering accounts.

My dream is that we can build an Adwick alumni. This web page you are on now can also be used too, and I hope it will be. Indeed, there was one point when Adwick School had the pupils who now conceivably might be interested in writing things and/or producing things for this tribute page. This page has the ability to create groups (based on the houses), as you can see from the menu… and the ability to create members only areas. It would really be nice not only to have an organisation that one day could muster reunions, but one that was able to produce something literary too!

In the meantime, however, we first must do that building – getting former pupils to come together. Facebook is probably the best way of doing that. Join our group here! For the time being no log in will be used on this tribute site. However, the “houses” are there…. just waiting for everyone to move into them!

Mental Wormholes

Thomanerchor

Unfortunately the video that inspired this post has been withdrawn. This picture is modified from Bachhaus Eisenach’s picture on the creative commons. You can reuse it according to the license you can find there.

The choir of St. Thomas Church in Leipzig is one I definitely want to hear. I’ve almost decided now – whether or not I think my budget is where it should be – that next year I really am going to have to go there before I turn fifty.

A week or so ago I found this wonderful YouTube clip. There’s a whole concert indeed (a rarity on YouTube), and given that Google has sold out to the Performing Rights’ people, and YouTube videos will shortly be going behind paywalls and those uploading them will have to “clear” them automatically before the upload (“clear” being these people’s euphemism for “pay”) I think you had better enjoy this while you can.

The Wachet Auf Cantata by J.S Bach BWV 140 has a special significance for me. I have one of those memories that is in the “read only” section of my brain. On Monday 10th December 1979, I was transferred to the former Adwick School, just before my fifteenth birthday. My first music lesson began at 1.20 pm and lasted until school ended at 3.20 pm. I even remember that this lesson was in the school’s “periods” five, six and seven. This was the work our teacher, Mr Ketley was teaching. Every single time I now hear Wachet Auf my mind goes through a mental wormhole – and I find myself transported back in time to his class that very day!

It is an association that hasn’t just appeared this year now that our poor school has been razed to the ground. When I went to the former Polytechnic in Huddersfield, I would make references to it in my compositions. In 1989, at the end of my first year, we had to write string quartets, and the Music Department brought in professional players to have them performed. I placed my Wachet Auf reference bang in the middle of mine; or more accurately, I put my Adwick reference there, since that is what it has become for me.

This is a lovely video, but I do fear that the new rules will mean we shall get less of them. So enjoy it while you can!

Assessment Report

School gone

Where Adwick School used to be. This is where the old main building was, looking towards the demolished 6th form and music block (where the trees in the middle are). Photo: J. Roberts

Before my school was demolished, a full record of the building was made for posterity. That was a condition before the demolition might go ahead.

There are some inaccuracies in this report. I believe that it is wrong in citing 1999 as the creation of Doncaster North Technology College. According to my sources, the former Adwick School applied for status as a technology college in 2001, and although I am only inferring this from the fact that I know the conversion to have been made by September 2002 – I believe that Adwick School must have continued nominally at least until July 2002. I base that on the time needed to put in the new dress code.

Other errors have also been pointed out to me too. If you find some yourself, do let me know either by commenting on this post or else by contacting me using the “contact” option on this blog (go to the blog Lobby and you will find it there). An option for feedback on the school report is not currently there, but I shall have it added shortly. Do not be afraid to use the form, in the meantime, for this purpose.

You can find the assessment report online, and there is a permanent link to it on the archive menu here.

Cookie Banner

Norway has now followed the United Kingdom implementing an EU Law concerning cookies. This is the reason you are now required to choose whether or not to accept them when browsing my websites.

Although the authorities are giving owners of websites a period of grace, we must eventually tell our readers if our websites use cookies. It is not enough merely to state that we use them. We are required by law actively to give readers the choice to approve or reject them. There are potentially severe penalties for non compliance. After the period of grace at the beginning, it is reasonable to expect that these will be used.

The Yorkshire Viking introduced the cookie banner earlier this year (in anticipation of the situation after the law was introduced in the UK), but because of the new law in Norway the Norwegian sister blog has now followed suit. As the blogs’ owner, I am none too pleased. Apart from the unnecessary and distracting pop-ups, my CQD blogs have a format and colour scheme that is quite unique. Nevertheless I have been able to find a plug in for WordPress that permits sufficient customisation so as to fit into this.

The colours of the website and the cookie banner still need to be “tweaked”. Both CQD and Yorkshire Viking Norway use a style-sheet based upon the uniform of the former Adwick School in England. The green colour still needs standardizing, and this is the reason the banner is a slightly different hue. This will be corrected in due course.

Alas O Emerald Queen!

This poem was written as the last bricks of my school were being levelled to the ground. Adwick School is here poetically referred to as “The Emerald Queen”.

Emerald Queen

Alas thou mine emerald queen, whose royal robes were black, and white and green – whose Courts of great austerity were in those fields between, and wast of all with reverence seen, of whomsoever thine had been!
Alas! How thou art brought unto the ground, our palace ruined, thy name renowned! and nought is left of all we had: all is gone and where is found, that love and fear and awesome dread?
Alas, thou art gone, and thou art dead, despised of those who never knew thee then (nor us for whom thou wast our head)!

 

The Day Thou Gavest Lord Has Ended

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Today the children of Adwick’s yesteryear return to view that final seat of their childhood one last time. Adwick School! How are the mighty fallen! Many there are that speak hard words against thee, but I will remember thee in thy strength. Time was when people were proud of thee. Time was when thou hadst a formidable name!

“So be it, Lord; thy throne shall never,
like earth’s proud empires, pass away.
Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever,
till all thy creatures own thy sway.”


Main Story

This was once my world. Every school building you see here will be completely demolished.

This was once my world. Every school building you see here will be completely demolished.

However we feel about it, the time is now upon us. Adwick School – or what was Adwick School – will not be with us much longer.

Adwick School

My school as it used to be – surrounded on both sides by two large fields. This field is already gone, now the site of the new academy. A question remains for the other, and the grounds of my old school when demolished.

This has become the main story in this blog. Ever since the news broke last year, I have been covering it. In order to make it easier to load, I have now organised the posts about Adwick into three separate categories. Because this really is the final curtain for Adwick, I am now allowing the story to dominate the menu line. Those of you who want the ordinary categories can access these at the left column.

Earlier today the Norwegian sister blog dropped its use of the retro favicon (derived from the old school logo). It is now using the same symbol as this blog.

Nevertheless that older logo lives on in the new, and as I pointed out in an earlier post today you will look hard to find a more living expression of the classic Adwick School uniform – than what you are now seeing here. That is my intention.

The countdown to the disuse of what was Adwick School has a zero hour of 1500 hrs, 20th December. That is because I do not know the exact end of the school day. Nevertheless, I do know that that is the end of term, and that pupils will not be returning in the New Year.

“I’m going to mark its end, because somebody has to. I’m also going to speak well of the place too for the same reason.” – Adwick Style

I wish every one of you attending Adwick School tomorrow all the best. I should have liked to have been with you, but I am afraid that that was impossible because of distance, expense, and other commitments.

Last Genuine Retro Adwick Symbol Removed

Readers of my two blogs will notice that as from today, the Norwegian sister blog is using the same favicon as the Yorkshire Viking. Until now it has been using a retro form of the “AS” symbol we had at Adwick.

The old form was also used on this blog until October this year. However, while the symbol has gone, it lives on in the new logo, and as far as this English blog is concerned the general layout is nearer to the former Adwick colour scheme than anything I have previously produced. As the school itself disappears, I would like to think that something of its spirit continues here.

In addition to the retro favicons, between the years 1990 and this year, I have graced everything from my music submissions when I was at Huddersfield to my Facebook Profile with a symbol I call the Violet Cross. This has also largely been replaced with the new logo, although I don’t rule out its use as a future favicon for one of these twin blogs.

Adwick Style

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Me – In Adwick Uniform! This blog now uses the same colour scheme.

For all that our school has been disparaged (mainly by those who went there after I did), and for all that its former uniform was so poorly regarded that it was already mainly lost by the time it was abolished, someone clearly is impressed with the new look of this blog. If WordPress statistics are accurate, there has been a huge leap in my popularity.

I have never had the hundreds reported by my colleague Jon Blamire, but this blog has been doing a lot better since its re-brand this Autumn. It is not unusual now for me to have two or three “likes” a day – and since I changed the style sheet last night, barring anything other than my school colours in the main body of text, I have not only had six likes – but five people have followed me! This is in the space of 24 hours! More importantly, the site is pulling about 25-30 views a day, and the trend is going up. So I’m more than happy.

I have made no secret of the symbolism being used on this re-branded blog, so someone clearly likes the (school uniform) green, white, and black colour scheme (grey was an option for girls at Adwick). However shoddy some may have thought it, in my day it was smart. Those liking this blog must think the same of it now, reused for the colours you see here.

AS for you that don’t… I have already warned everybody that I will unashamedly be bringing Adwick School to the fore at this rather poignant time. I’m going to mark its end, because somebody has to. I’m also going to speak well of the place too for the same reason. I suggest you come back sometime next year!

In Uniform

The Yorkshire Viking is the result of a re-brand earlier this Autumn. It has already been very successful. The name especially seems to have resulted in more hits.

The former logo of Adwick School and the older school uniform were used to form the design of the cover and the new blog logo. Now I’ve gone a stage further – the colour scheme of the entire blog is based on the same.

Still remaining are improvements to the links. Right now the links only show up as green. When I have made the css code and got it to work (have had a few “bugs” first time round), the links will be underlined.

Hope you like the only blog still in Adwick uniform!

A Tale of Two Schools

Snowman

A snowman waits to welcome me to Vestbygd School

Today I was out at Vestbygd. It’s a little village 45 kilometres (or 28 miles) away from the municipal centre of Lødingen.

As you can see, the winter has arrived. The white stuff came earlier this week. It makes for very demanding driving, since yesterday it rained, and now the temperature hovers around zero. On my journey I saw two big lorries that had got stuck.

The Albino Moose

This albino moose has stood in the foyer of Vestbygd School since the last time I was here, some 18 years ago

Fortunately I arrived at the school safely, being welcomed by the year’s first snowman. The school brass band is putting on the musical When the Robbers Came to Cardamom Town, and I am playing the piano. Today we had a rehearsal from ten o’ clock until five.

Rehearsal at Vestbygd School

Rehearsal at Vestbygd School

Because I used to work here between 1994 and 1998, it was a strange feeling. It is almost as time has stopped still. Yet like my own school in England, this school is marked for demolition. Actually, the decision was deferred last week, but suffice it to say that this is how things are now looking.

In the breaks between our rehearsal, I walked around the school, and the experience was rather surreal. This is the one place in Norway with a connection to my own soon-to-be-demolished school. I took two of its pupils in 1997 to Adwick School. Moreover, I realized that my first meeting with Vestbygd School was this very weekend in October eighteen years ago. I had been on a youth camp with the church, and we had all slept at the school from Friday to Sunday. When the band ate pizza during our lunch break from rehearsal, I realized that the last time I was in the kitchen there was indeed on that camp!

The School Eating Area

School Kitchen: Eating Area. The last time I was here was in 1994!

If, as now seems likely, the school goes the way of Adwick, it is for very different reasons. Vestbygd School was built at a time when there were some 150 children there. Today there are about 23. This means that, for the council that is already cash-strapped, the buildings are just too expensive. However, their proposal to move the old people out the old people’s home and move the children and nursery there has stirred local feelings…

Still, it seems odd that at the time when my former school in Doncaster is now entering its final days, the one school that has a connection to it here might also go the same way. I shall keep you posted!

Main Story In Both Blogs

Old School

This is where the last part of my formative years were spent – the main building of the former Adwick School soon to be demolished, along with the other buildings there. © Copyright Richard Rogerson and licensed for reuse under this Creative Commons Licence

Since my Norwegian blog was launched last year, I have maintained a twin blog system. I have one blog for English, another for Norwegian.

I intend continuing thus. The system has served my blogging needs very well, and further allowed me to be much more radical in my Norwegian (since May this year I have favoured Nynorsk over the more usual Bokmål). Nevertheless the matter relating to my former school merits coverage in both blogs. Because of this, I have also made an exception in just this case alone, and you will find an English translation of the original Norwegian post on the Norwegian blog itself.

The translation is but that, and is therefore on a separate page. The alternative would have been to put the translation on this blog, as I have before. However, in this case both blogs will be covering what effectively is the end of an important part of my formative years. That is why I feel I have to cover these developments on my personal blogs. It is “front page” stuff in a sense.

Both blogs will therefore continue with their own separate identities, but the Norwegian one will also cover this story from its own angle.

The Loss of the Pupil and Capital Punishment

Not All Language Change Is Good!

Not All Language Change Is Good!

English has always been changing. Its adaptability made it a global language. However, not everything is a plus.

Since I emigrated from England, schools there have begun calling children “students”. The traditional term “pupil” is still used, but there is no denying a trend towards its complete replacement. This is especially true in the so-called “academies” (another “newsspeak” from the Blair government).

The switch to “student” instead of “pupil” seems to be deliberate. I ascertain as much from correspondence I had last year with someone in the teaching profession. Those using it have without doubt good intentions, feeling that the word better conveys respect for the children in their care than does “pupil”. However, it is a mistake that impoverishes the language – as well as the very pupils it seeks to benefit.

What this does is to demean the word “student”. The distinction between a pupil and a student is vanishing. Now if school leavers are lucky enough to go into higher education – which is what educators ought to be concentrating on – there will be no special word to describe their new status as students.

Giving schoolchildren the same word as students at a university or college is like giving your teenage son or daughter all of their inheritance now before they have grown up. Once the money is gone, it is gone!

So yes “pupil” does denote a slightly different status than “student”, and since music students have always been the pupils of their instrumental tutors this term is by no means demeaning. Yet being a “student” implies equality in the relationship to the teacher; and it is actually disrespectful to those who are not equal in a teaching relationship (I am thinking of the children and not the teachers here) to use terms and words that disingenuously imply otherwise. If it were not this equality one were seeking to convey, then why is the word “student” now so trendy?

While individual teachers are undoubtedly both professional and well meaning, there is something systematically dishonest about the whole change to calling schools “academies”.

The language is a deceptive “newspeak” worthy of George Orwell! By changing the word, just as with the word “student”, many educators seem to be taken in by their own sense of importance – and we have now arrived at the farcical situation where principles and their staff that ought to be setting an example have by their consistency rewritten what is right and wrong about capitalisation!

Of course the word “academy” does not require a capital letter any more than the words “university”, or “school”. Yet such is the delusion of grandeur the word has bestowed, that hardly anyone seems to have noticed the fact! Had I once written so many capitals as are to be seen on the web pages and periodicals from England’s new academies my teachers would have spent many an hour ringing them all in red ink.

This capital punishment, lingual dishonesty, and political correctness is therefore flawed. That is not to say failing schools cannot be made better, but it is at the expense of the language. What is worse, any real attainments will therefore be devalued by this very pretence in the demeaned terms with which one can communicate one’s achievement to others.