Many are called, but few are chosen.
I time travelled back to 1975 yesterday.
Monday afternoon October 21 2024 found me in a staff meeting after school. Four Year 12 students were interviewed for the Head Boy 2025 position. They did really well but I couldn't help that déjà vu feeling.
October 2024 and October 1975 overlapped in my brain and I flashed back to when I was among a bunch of lads being interviewed to be a prefect at Mt Albert Grammar for 1976.
I don't recall the specific questions, but I distinctly remember waiting in the room beside the upstairs staff room (Ron Hemus' room) with the other guys.
We were individually called up and had to enter the inner sanctum of the staff room. Seated in the middle, the questions were tossed to us by Morrie Hall, the Headmaster.
Now here I was, October 2024, sitting in the staff room at Hastings Boys' listening to four guys giving prepared statements on a variety of questions to the staff, which included me - 49 years after that distant event.
Life seems strange and those numbers make no sense to me. No sense!
Love and peace - Wozza
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