Thus the funds grew as the crib lovingly built by the Headmaster Fr Jesmond Apap took on shape and hue. Some of these funds were directed towards the excursions that have become our annual tradition.
This year we had the good fortune to visit the Burmarrad Bird Park. Our students could appreciate the beauty of some of our furred and feathered friends at close hand rather than through the medium of television. A particular favourite here was a donkey, which seemed appropriate, considering that this humble creature has a special place at Christmas.Another highlight was the annual cook out.
Braving the weather, we ventured to L-Ahrax tal-Mellieha, limits of Armier. It turned out to be a lovely day in all senses. Such occasions help to weld stronger the bond that exists between staff and students. This is the beauty of working in a Salesian school.We did visit the other Salesian School in Malta as we met for a friendly football match at Savio College.
The match took place after a treasure hunt at Mdina, the treasure being a collection of pictures which the boys, divided into teams, had to find and write down the street names. It encouraged the boys to take a second look at this gem which we so often take for granted.
Alas, eleven of our students had to miss all these as drama rehearsals went into full swing. This year’s panto looked towards Maltese traditional folktale for inspiration. So Gahan with his misunderstandings, his bravado and sometimes his pathos graced the stage at the Salesian theatre. The drama group gave two performances. In the morning, the theatre resounded to the excitement of children from St Clara College Sliema. The evening performance was viewed mostly by the parents and St Patrick’s workers. It was also a joy to see so many past pupils who kept their annual appointment and perhaps mentally re-live their own antics onstage.
Past pupils also animated the mass on the 22nd December. It was heart warming to hear familiar songs played and sung by familiar faces. They are grown up faces now, but for us who remember them scampering up and down stairs or pounding away in the band room they will always be our boys. And as little boys they came to the school party and played at musical chairs as did the teachers, circling around to the throbbing music supplied by Form 4. The party ended with the presentation of the prizes. The winners of this year’s Christmas games were the Greens.
But in truth, weren’t we all the winners, boys and staff? Didn’t we gain as much by giving as by receiving?


