Our Head Girl of 2007, Taonga Zulu, wrote a wonderful poem as her Farewell Address to the School:
My Journey in Dunvegan
It all started here in Dunvegan in 2001,
And that was the time when we had fun.
With Mrs. Ferris ready in her purple gear,
I had a wonderful Grade 1 year.
We learnt to write numbers and the alphabet,
But we hadn’t quite mastered it then yet.
But the teachers were patient and helped us through,
That’s why we were able to go to Grade 2.
This is where things got a bit demanding,
We even had to learn cursive handwriting.
But I also made many new friends,
And with Mrs. James as my teacher, I had a good time in the end.
Grade 3 with Mrs. Smith was next,
And here we had to write in cursive text.
We had busy books, Maths and readers we read.
And we wrote in blue pen, not pencil lead.
Grade 3 to Grade 4 was a huge difference.
Besides the fact that we’d changed in appearance,
We learnt new subjects like I.T. and N.S.
We even changed classes and wrote cycle tests.
This was a new environment for us all,
But in my class you were never to fall.
Because Mrs. van de Meijden, standing tall as the nests,
Always said, “Children, remember to try your best!”
Grade 5 was such an exciting year,
We went to Kidz Kamp, our very first tour.
My teacher, Miss Swart, was very sweet,
And being in her class was such a treat.
Grade 6 was work and projects galore,
We didn’t know that we had so much in store.
But the year was great, especially when we had to go
To our second tour, Die Oog, Serolo.
Serolo was a great camp,
The food was great but we were always damp,
For we hardly ever could resist,
The heated pool with all the mist.
Soon our work and projects were done
And we would all have fun.
But this didn’t last very long,
For our final year was coming along.
The highlight of our Grade 7 year,
Was definitely the Bush Pigs tour.
We learnt so much about nature,
And what we should do to conserve it for the future.
We had so much fun everyday,
And enjoyed ourselves in every way.
Like when we all got soaked in the mudsticle course,
And the teachers had to join in, of course!
I remember the competition for dung spitting,
Those things I dreaded even touching.
But then I thought about what a great person once said,
“Afrika is nie ‘n plek vir sissies nie!” So I spat the dung instead!
After Bushpigs, the prefects were mentioned,
and we were so thrilled to represent Dunvegan.
Some of our tasks were tough but most were great,
And now I think we’re ready for grade 8.
And that’s thanks to all the teachers who’ve helped us through
Our junior grades and senior ones too.
They’ve been our guides in this journey we roam,
They’ve been like parents in a second home.
My final year is near it’s end,
And it’s time to say goodbye to old friends.
And I’ll never forget that at Dunvegan Primary,
I had a special seven year family!
~ Taonga Zulu ~
Head Girl Dunvegan Primary 2007