Boishaaier 2024

Creative Writing

Email from Jordan Jooste (grade 11) to Mr Swart, telling him what he has meant to him in his time at Boys’ High. Dear Mr Swart Firstly I would like to thank you for everything you have done for me and, most importantly, what you have done for the mighty Paarl Boys’ High. In my time at the school I have seen you lead by example, and you showed me what it means to be a leader and how to make a positive difference in a negative world. You have taught me many things, whether about rugby, school work or about life in general and how to approach it. You always remind me that life does not become easier after school and that I should balance my sport and academics, otherwise life after school will become Creative Writing Friendly letter from Frieda the cow to George – Mr Swart’s pug – seeking guidance regarding a desperate situation at home. By Jordan du Preez (grade 9) Dear George Here on the farm with all the other cows, things are not going well. I feel the farmer is only using me for my milk. I heard you were living your best life there in Paarl, and I wondered if you could give me some advice in my situation.

This morning the farmer told me to walk to the milking area, and when I wanted to catch some breath he shocked me on my bum with a strange orange stick! The farmer is not treating me right, and I wondered if you could ask Mr Swart if I could come visit you. Kind regards Frieda

more challenging than it already is. I will carry the lessons you have taught me with me forever. You will be missed at Boys’ High. You were one of the smartest people to ever be part of the school. You have meant a lot to me since the day I stepped into the school and you have believed in me. The values you stand for and the three traditions of the school have changed me from a boy to a young gentleman. I will pass on the life lessons you have taught me for generations to come. You will be missed and I hope you enjoy your retirement with family and friends because you fully deserve it. Kind regards Jordan Jooste

That moment changed my life forever

Jan-Albert Botha, grade 11

The crowd was buzzing, Loftus Versfeld packed to the brim for a highly anticipated matchup. This was not just another Saturday in Gauteng; this was the Currie Cup Final, the Bulls pitted against Northern Gauteng. People were gathering in masses at the stadium and others were nailed to their TV-sets, but I had other plans…plans which meant using this chaos to my advantage. As we all know a day like this requires strange planning and the ability to navigate. The plan was simple yet thought out to perfection. We even simulated it on a computer to take all factors and emergencies into consideration. All factors except one. Like all good jobs we knew we had to secure a man on the inside. We thus made sure that one of the regular employees had an “emergency” which led to a fatal accident. Now, with a man secured on the inside, we would have full access to all security details. We had all the information we needed and were ready to do something that would change our lives forever.

On entry, we observed the full layout of the bank and “relieved” the guard on duty. We cleared all the security cameras towards the vault to avoid any unwanted attention. Our inside man could not provide the vault code, so we had to make some adjustments to the plan. With a bit of drilling here and some C4 there the door flung open. We were stunned by the amount of gold in front of us. I could not believe my eyes! The men started collecting, so I stepped forward to help, but then… I woke up to a series of head-splitting pains. A doctor came towards me and told me that I had fallen down a flight of stairs and hit my head, resulting in a concussion. I immediately grabbed my backpack to phone my men, but realised in that moment that my life had changed forever. I would never have to work again, but learned the hard way never to walk into an airborne piece of gold.

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