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Hace 3 días · Year 13 HM Leavers Address 8 May 2024. This session where we are all together in our cathedral just shy of exams is significant for you - and for your school too. For the school it’s all about the passing on of a brilliant group of young adults. Our 3rd coeducational year group, both trail blazers and role models.
There was another re-organisation in 1983 when Commonweal became a seven-form entry comprehensive school for pupils aged 11 to 16, therefore losing its sixth form. Its academy status was awarded on 1 August 2011; previously, it had been a foundation school. An expansion in September 2014 saw the reinstatement of its sixth form, known as C6.
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31 de oct. de 2023 · Discover more about arranging your group or school visit to William Wordsworth’s childhood home, from what to see and do, to how to make a booking.
Hace 4 días · This romantic line is from Andorra by Max Frisch, the Swiss playwright, published in 1961: Ich lieb dein Haar, dein rotes Haar, dein leichtes warmes bitteres Haar, Barblin, ich werde sterben, wenn ich es verliere. Wordsworth’s ‘Lines Composed Above Tintern Abbey’ yielded: The sounding cataract. Haunted me like a passion.
Hace 1 día · I first opened the very elegant, black-jacketed Harvard hardback in 1990, between lessons in the library of Bridgewater West High School, New Jersey, where I was teaching on a Fulbright Exchange. This was, of course, the same organisation that had come to Vendler’s rescue and sent her to Bordeaux for a year of ‘mandarin leisure’ in the 1960s when she was a struggling single mother.
Hace 1 día · He became Bishop of Chelmsford in 2010 and served there until 2020 when he became the 98th Archbishop of York. Author of more than 20 books including children’s books, Stephen enjoys poetry, music and art. He has undertaken several walking pilgrimages, including twice walking the Camino to Santiago de Compostela in Spain, as well as pilgrim ...
Hace 4 días · We might have made a kindly bed of heath, And thankfully there rested side by side. Wrapped in our cloaks, and, with recruited strength, Have hailed the morning sun. But cheerily, Father,, That staff of yours, I could almost have heart. To fling't away from you: you make no use.
