The motto comes from the Gospel of
St. John, chapter 10, verse 10: “I am come that they might have life and that
they might have it more abundantly”. The crest shows the cross of St. George on
the right with five pineapples, taken from the first coat of arms given to
Jamaica in 1661. On the left is the saltire, the cross of St. Andrew, the
patron saint of the school.
The students were a diverse mix of
boarders and day girls. One of the first things I learned about the school was
that it was divided into four houses and that every girl belonged to a
house. These houses, based on the
British system, were Anderson, Arc, Cavell and Darling. Belonging to a particular house helped to instill
loyalty to the house and to the school and to each other, whether day girls or
boarders, and to foster a healthy competitive spirit. All four houses were
named for women who had excelled in some field or other – Anderson was named
after Elizabeth Garrett Anderson, the first English woman to qualify as a
physician in Britain.
Arc was named for the
heroine and saint, Joan of Arc --
Cavell for Edith Cavell, a British
nurse who, in World War I, helped some 200 British soldiers to escape German occupied
Belgium and was court-martialled and shot by the Germans
and Darling was named for Grace Darling, the
daughter of a lighthouse keeper who helped to rescue sailors from a shipwreck
in 1838
Each house had a colour – Anderson
was yellow, Arc was purple, Cavell was red and Darling was green. These houses
still exist to this day with two new houses added, as the enrollment in the
school has increased. I belonged to Cavell.
Not long after I arrived at school it was decided that the hall was too small and that the school should build a new one. To that end a series of fund-raising carnivals was held. I found the first notice of this in the Daily Gleaner of 14th July 1948.
I remember at least one of these carnivals … though I’m not sure of the exact date … where I took a number of pictures. Here is one showing Miss Stockhausen (Stocky) helping one of the dignitaries put some balloons in his car.
The fundraising events were
successful and the new hall was begun before I left school. Here’s a photo of it under construction:
St. Andrew High School looks very different now. It has expanded a great deal with new buildings and would probably be unrecognizable now to those of us who were there in the forties and early fifties. In my next post I’ll reminisce some more about my school days at SAHS