It’s 1966. I’m
at Gagl Primary T School somewhere in the middle of New Guinea
Don Owner is
Acting Director of Education. Les Johnson has departed for the greener and
elevated pastures of Assistant Administrator of TPNG. An up-and-comer named Ken
McKinnon is cutting a swathe through the educational bureaucracy.
But in the bush,
we barely know these names. Moresby is far away and the only man to be taken seriously
is the District Inspector who, once a year, visits briefly, sniffs the air and
tells you where you’re going wrong.
In the bush, the matter of who will run the education system in a territory hurtling towards
independence is of no consequence. We worry mainly about how to keep the beer cold and the meat frozen. But in Moresby, and to the developing nation, educational leadership is of vital importance.
And in the bureaucracy of Konedobu, where
politics play out just as hard as in the House of Assembly down the road past Sir
Hubert Murray Stadium and Hal Holman's unfinished ferro-cement catamaran, the matter of who runs Education burns with fierce intensity.
Educational historian Loch Blatchford
records a conversation he had with Les Johnson in April 1982, long after the
events in question took place: events that eventually led to the appointment of PNG’s fourth Director
of Education.
“McKinnon was
the obvious successor, of course. Owner was the senior departmental officer but
would have been a most unsuitable head. We set up a selection committee which
consisted of [Territories Secretary, George] Warwick Smith and one other. We interviewed a short list of
candidates.
“There were a couple of Australians – academics and
inspectors of schools, there was Owner, and there was McKinnon. It was crystal
clear that McKinnon was so far ahead of the others that it would be ludicrous
to consider anybody else. So the committee unanimously agreed to appoint
McKinnon.
“Warwick Smith held it up for a year just because he
did not like McKinnon. We were stymied for a year with Owner vegetating in the
job and this committee had unanimously recommended McKinnon.”
This conversation
– and all the other significant educational events of 1966 - is chronicled in The Blatchford Collection for 1966, now
on site in Attitude Extra.
Wish I'd had Dave Pitt. My inspector stormed into the classroom demanding to know why we were listening to the Cup during school time. It was neck and neck there for awhile but I drew on my inner resrves and managed to keep the radio ahead of him until the Cup had finished.
Posted by: Loch Blatchford | 13 June 2009 at 09:55 AM
Your reference to the annual visitations by District Inspectors to 'sniff the air and tell you where you are going wrong'reminds me that there must be a rich mine of tales under the general heading: 'The Day the DI Came to Visit'.
During my 3 year tenure at Passam in the East Sepik, the much-loved David Pitt managed to come a'calling each year on Melbourne Cup day. Needless to say, the inspectorial schedule was arranged to ensure due attention to the Big Race - which, invariably, gave David the opportunity to conduct his own Social Studies lesson with the Standard Six class about the role of horse racing in Australian life and culture.
One must resist the temptation to comment on the reliability and validity of the inspectorial system, of course. That's the subject, surely, of another series of discourses ...
Posted by: Ed Brumby | 12 June 2009 at 05:18 PM