Letter from the mayor, when everything was beautiful, in its own way.

That was the year when I was hoping to receive a scholarship to Wollongong Teachers College (about to be built). It didn’t happen. The following January, I started working as an office boy.
The only time in my life that I have watched minutes tick by……so slowly!
Wasn’t it nice of the mayor to send me a letter, then?

45 years later I judged those beaches, for the Keep Australia Beautiful Clean Beach Challenge.
And, I’m happy to report that enough graduated high school students, that year, did not take up their scholarship offers. (Probably went to uni, instead.) So a few weeks into my office boy job, I knew there was an end in sight and I would train to be a teacher, after all.

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