WELCOME BACK class of 1989!!!

A great deal of enthusiasm greeted our reunion announcement and we, on the alumni committee, are so looking forward to seeing you all again!!! The response to our request for an update on yourselves was great - the only person who didn't sent back her form was Helen. (If anyone has heard from her please contact the committee.)

Here's a brief update on what we've been up to:

WandaI'm a psychic. I reads clouds and tell you your future. I'm Australia's top

psychic. I'm even in the newspaper. I've known Helen since kindie. She used to

always pull my plats. We were friends at primary, but since high school we drifted

apart. She hung out with the brainy kids. I hung out with the hip kids. Even at high

school, everyone knew I had some psychic talents. I used to earn money reading tea

leaves even then. Once I remember, Helen came with some of her friends to have

their tea leaves read. Even then she was out to prove me wrong. I told her that some

people close to her were fighting. She burst into tears because her parents were

getting divorced. Of course, she didn't admit that. I divined it. I confirmed it later

from mutual friends. Dress suggestions: New age.

PetuniaI married a mega rich American and I just love my condominium by the

beach in California. My parents were poor. My mother worked as a cleaner and my

father worked as a barman. Sometimes when I'm lying back on the deck of my

condo, I can't believe that someone like Helen and I would have been high school

buddies but we were. She was much smarter than I was, but I think she hung around

me because I made her laugh. That's what Artie, my husband says, I make him

laugh too. But Helen and I had a dramatic bust up of our friendship when we were

16. I'd discovered boys and lost my virginity and when Helen found out, she said

she'd never talk to me again. I think she was jealous. Helen was a plain looker then

and she still is. Sorry – was – until yesterday. Oh. I'm getting so mixed up. I'm not

used to talking about the dead. Dress suggestions: Wealthy clothes or laid back and hip beach attire, maybe a kimono or a caftan.

MadelleI'm the latest sex bombshell - first I was a model, now I am a singer and

soon I will be an actress - my fans love me. Helen and I met at primary school. My

parents had moved to the Cross from the country and we lived in an apartment two

doors down from Helen. Helen and I spent a lot of time together trying to

understand life. You know – we talked about having our periods and wondering

what sex was all about. Of course we floated off into other circles at high school

but we'd still pop around for a chat occasionally. When I turned 16, I won a beauty

contest and my life changed. I got offered to do modeling after school and at

weekends so I did it. I left school when I was 17, because they wanted me to go

overseas modeling. I only saw Helen when I was home on holidays. (see next page)

Dress suggestions: Think of a cross between Madonna and Elle and

you'll get the picture.

MaryI stutter. I'm so shy that I never speak first and I have just inherited heaps

of money and I haven't a clue what to spend it on. Hel. Hel. Helen and I mm...met at

high school. I think she felt sorry for me because I was so shy. I was pretty bright,

so we were in the same classes and so we talked a lot about our homework and

stuff. My Dad used to beat me up a lot and I'd come to school with black eyes.

Helen's home life wasn't too good either because her parents had split up. Helen

used to invite me to stay at her house a lot. I think she was trying to keep my Dad

away from me. Helen's Mum was an executive in a big company. I really admired

her. My Mum was just a housewife. Dress suggestions: Subdued clothing, well

buttoned to the top, pastels and maybe a little lace.

LeonieI have just had my 15th child and if God gives me another one I will have

it too. Helen and I were friends from the beginning of primary school but we

weren't as close at high school. My husband and I started dating when I was

thirteen. I used to see him on my way home from school. I still love him – kook that

he is. My husband and I were both from strong Catholic backgrounds. I wanted to

marry Pete when I turned 15, but our parents wouldn't hear of it. Then I got

pregnant and they changed their minds. I bumped into Helen around this time and

her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw my big tummy. Dress

suggestions: The usual mother's attire.

AngieI'm a Hell's Angel chick who is so pushy I could sell drugs to a nun. The

nun wouldn't dare not buy them. Now ya might ask how a dude like me came to

mix with a square-head like Helen. Well, it was 'cus our mothers were best friends.

My Mum worked as a psychiatric nurse and she met Helen's Mum at a writer's

group. Our Mums had some stupid idea that we should be friends too. But I was

already way too cool for someone like Helen. Now I was doing a bit of

experimenting in drugs – you know magic mushies, speed and stuff. I tried to talk

Helen into trying some of it when she and I were stuck together one arvo while our

Mums were chatting. But she freaked out and threatened to tell on me. I had to

show her the more violent side of my nature to keep her trap shut. Dress

suggestions: Hell's angel..

SoniaI'm a true adventuress – my latest love is dancing with sharks and other sea

creatures live on TV. I became friends with Helen at the squash courts, but even

though she was into fitness, she was more into her books. She was such a wimp,

such a chicken even then. I invited her to come rock-climbing with me one

weekend. She agreed, but then she freaked out half way up a rock face. It took 2

hours to get her down. After that Helen declined all my invites. She wouldn't come

scuba diving with me and my Dad, so I had to find another friend who would.

Helen joined the Girl Guides and so did I, so we met up again. But she never

finished all her duties on account of her being terrified of heights. One time at a

Girl Guide camp, Helen dobbed on me because I went off and explored a fenced-off

dangerous area. Dress suggestions:Adventurer or sea-related..

BernadetteI live a simple life as a single mum and when my little girl goes to

sleep I earn my money as a telephone sex goddess. I was friends with Helen all

through high school. But towards the end, I bombed out on my studies 'cause I got

distracted by boys. Helen used to get really angry at me and try to talk some sense

into me to make me study more, but I didn't listen to her. I think Helen got

offended because I wasn't spending so much time with her. She was learning about

physics whereas I was exploring sexual physics and all its different contortions.

One time I decided to tell Helen all about masturbation and what she was missing

out on. She was shocked, but I betcha she tried it out later on. After that, I think

Helen started to understand me a bit more and we kept being friends, though I

didn't tell her much about what I was up to with my men friends. Dress

suggestions: Think of Madam Lash and wear revealing clothes, leathers, whips, that

sort of thing.

LeelawatiI am a good Hindu Indian mother and I always lower my eyes when

speaking with strangers. I am married to a used car salesman, so it's just as well I

lower my eyes. Helen and I met at high school. We were both good at science. I

think Helen was interested in me because I was from such a different culture.

Sometimes I invited Helen back to my family's house, but I wasn't allowed to visit

hers. My parents were worried that Helen would corrupt me. But I told them she

was a good girl, which she was. I'll always remember the gifts she gave me. She

knew I loved jewellery and trinkets. Helen told me all about her parents splitting up.

I had trouble relating to it, because my parents had been married for years and they

didn't love one another – so what? I had been promised in marriage since I was a

child so I knew I wouldn't be allowed a career. But I studied anyway, because I

enjoyed learning. Dress suggestions: sari or other traditional.

DianaI'm a bouncy public relations officer for an Aussie football team – rugby

league, of course. Helen and I were primary school friends, but not really high

school buddies. I was too much of an extrovert and too much a social butterfly for

Helen to catch in her net. But because I'd known Helen, I didn't let any of my new

friends make fun of her and I think she appreciated that. Of course, because of my

organizational skills and popularity, I was ended up school captain. Helen's brother

and I started dating. He was such a good looker, not like Helen. I think Helen

couldn't handle it having an old friend going out with her brother. She was always

trying to start arguments with me to make me look like a bimbo or something to her

brother, but he couldn't care less. Dress suggestions: Football booster wear.

JillarooI'm a farmer. I can't hack this city stuff. I'd prefer to hack into those

damn blackberries. I always wanted to study agriculture, but they didn't offer it at

Kings Cross High, so I had to content myself with biology. I was a bit of a tom boy.

I still am. My grandfather had been a farmer and I knew it was in my genes to get

back on the land. I spent a lot of my holidays at my Grand-dads and one time I took

Helen along. She liked it, but she couldn't get the hang of riding a horse for the life

of her. When my Grand-dad cut up an old cow for a feast we were having, Helen

threw up so much her puke was green. I'd already killed lots of animals so it didn't

worry me. Death is a part of country life. Dress suggestions: Farmer gear.

Helen - (no response) Has anyone heard from Helen?