An Unexpected Journey
Each morning I open my diary and enter in it the list of tasks that need to be completed during the day. These tasks are sourced from a variety of places: emails, random ideas, reports, memos, plans and phone calls. Ultimately this list becomes the blueprint for productivity in a day. Two days ago, one such task involved returning a phone call. I frequently make such calls and each call takes me on a journey. There, on my diary page, written in blue — my writing has never been great but on this day, it is almost legible — was a name and mobile phone number. The trick to commencing a good phone call is to transfer the number on the page accurately to the buttons on the phone. Diligently I read the number, then one by one — index finger tense, primed and ready — commenced punching the sequence, zero…four….and so on, into the keypad.
After a lifetime of rings, the phone finally went to voice mail. A nice lady called Sharon pleasantly informed me that she was unavailable and could I please leave my name and number. She would get back to me as soon as she could. Interesting I thought, my intention was to phone a gentleman. Wrong number, back to the drawing board.
Intently I reread the number. Slowly I pressed the sequence and again Sharon graciously invited me to leave a message. This journey was becoming frustrating. Once more into the breach, zero…four…each number pressed onto each key, I would not say aggressively, but with somewhat more force than would ordinarily be necessary. I wait, two rings, then “Hello”. Success! Hello, I say and introduce myself. After a wonderful chat about COVID and lockdowns, caravans, lockdowns and Nev — who apparently speaks loudly on his phone and makes it hard to hear — I bid goodbye to a wonderful retiree who lived in Lakes Entrance, Victoria. My phone call had gone south, literally. The gentleman to whom I spoke was not the gentleman I intended calling. However, I had been taken on an unexpected journey, learned a bit about Nev and Lakes Entrance and maybe made a friend.
We start Term 3 facing an unexpected journey. No one expected this year to go the way it has, with the way forward changeable and unclear. Yet, we see our young men adapting. In amongst uncertainty and frustration, resiliently, they make their way into subject selections, external exam preparations and leadership selections, altered camps, changed retreats and reimagined sporting competitions. All this flavoured with social-distancing, intense hygiene and Eddies-style good humour. This unexpected journey has brought with it lessons for our Eddies men and our community. Lessons we have learned and conditions we have adapted to.
The catch cry “we are all in this together” continues to ring true. In Term 3 our unexpected journey will offer our community challenges but also opportunities. The continued support of everyone in the Eddies team will hopefully make sure this unexpected journey finds a destination for our young men where they have adapted and learned, and have become that bit stronger, a touch kinder and more gentle Eddies men.
Ray Celegato, Principal