If you’re under 20:
Had a GAP year? Do you have enough points? The rules are changing for gaining entry to many universities. From 2012, students under 20 will require at least 120 points based on Level 3 achieved, merit and excellence grades in addition
to UE.

If you’re 20 or over:
Adult students who study at Hagley first have a much higher success rate than those who don’t. Each year, about 70 students who studied at Hagley as adults graduate from university.

Starting 1 August, Hagley is offering a 12 week intensive Step Up NCEA Level 3 programme ideally suited to students who are seriously committed to going to university in 2012.

• Level 3 subjects available: English, Maths with Statistics, Maths with Calculus, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, History, Geography.
• At least 14 Level 3 credits available in each subject – internal and external achievement standards
• Students can enrol in any number of subjects up to 5
• Small classes

Enrol now to secure your place in Step Up.
Phone 3793090 ext 823 or email wa@hagley.school.nz
For more information go to www.hagley.school.nz

Step Up University at Hagley 
Other information about Step Up:

• Step up is for students new to Hagley.
• You cannot be enrolled in another school.
• The programme starts on 1 August and runs during the school term times. It  finishes on 10 November [at Show Weekend]. It is 12 weeks long.
• Classes run in 3 blocks: 12.15 – 2.45, 3.00 – 5.30, 6.00 – 8.30
• There is two classes per week in each subject, each two and half hours long, plus one hour’s additional learning and study out of class time in each subject = 6 hours per week.
• These are intensive courses where the aim is for students to achieve as many merits and excellences as possible. Several courses are largely externally based because there are only one or two internal standards at level 3. There is a set menu of standards. If students enrol in a subject, they complete the standards on offer. However, it may be possible for a student to ‘catch up’ on a subject under Step Up. They might just select subjects they didn’t perform well in and complete those courses. In this case if a student already has achieved in a standard, the goal is to improve their grade.
• At least 14 NCEA credits are available in each subject. The standards offered are achievement standards so that students can gain merit and excellence. There may be the opportunity to take some unit standards or include other achievement standards – this will be at the teacher’s discretion and dependent on the composition of the class.
• There is no college enrolment fee. There are materials fees for some courses.
• Places in the Step Up programme are offered to those who have: • appropriate self management, work and study skills • commitment • appropriate academic level to succeed at Level 3. That means  EITHER • they meet the criteria for Level 3 course selection as per the Hagley prospectus [ie offers a pathway for good level 2 students] OR  • they are studying – or have studied-  that subject at Level 3

The raft drew beyond the middle of the river; the boys pointed her head right, and then lay on their oars.

The river was not high, so there was not more than a two or three mile current. Hardly a word was
said during the next three-quarters of an hour. Now the raft was passing before the distant town. Two or three glimmering lights showed where it lay, peacefully sleeping, beyond the vague vast sweep of star-gemmed water, unconscious of the tremendous event that was happening.

• The Black Avenger stood still with folded arms, “looking his last” upon
• the scene of his former joys and his later sufferings, and wishing
• “she” could see him now, abroad on the wild sea, facing peril and death with dauntless heart, going to his doom with a grim smile on his lips. It was but a small strain on his imagination to remove Jackson’s Island
• beyond eyeshot of the village, and so he “looked his last” with a
• broken and satisfied heart. The other pirates were looking their last,
• too; and they all looked so long that they came near letting the

current drift them out of the range of the island. But they discovered the danger in time, and made shift to avert it. About two o’clock in the morning the raft grounded on the bar two hundred yards above the head of the island, and they waded back and forth until they had landed their freight.

Part of the little raft’s belongings consisted of an old sail, and this they spread over a nook in the bushes for a tent to shelter their provisions; but they themselves would sleep in the open air in good weather, as became outlaws.

1. They built a fire against the side of a great log twenty or thirty
2. steps within the sombre depths of the forest, and then cooked some
3. bacon in the frying-pan for supper, and used up half of the corn “pone”
4. stock they had brought. It seemed glorious sport to be feasting in that
5. wild, free way in the virgin forest of an unexplored and uninhabited
6. island, far from the haunts of men, and they said they never would
7. return to civilization. The climbing fire lit up their faces and threw
8. its ruddy glare upon the pillared tree-trunks of their forest temple,
9. and upon the varnished foliage and festooning vines.

When the last crisp slice of bacon was gone, and the last allowance of corn pone devoured, the boys stretched themselves out on the grass, filled with contentment. They could have found a cooler place, but they would not deny themselves such a romantic feature as the roasting camp-fire.

The raft drew beyond the middle of the river; the boys pointed her head right, and then lay on their oars.

The river was not high, so there was not more than a two or three mile current. Hardly a word was
said during the next three-quarters of an hour. Now the raft was passing before the distant town. Two or three glimmering lights showed where it lay, peacefully sleeping, beyond the vague vast sweep of star-gemmed water, unconscious of the tremendous event that was happening.

• The Black Avenger stood still with folded arms, “looking his last” upon
• the scene of his former joys and his later sufferings, and wishing
• “she” could see him now, abroad on the wild sea, facing peril and death with dauntless heart, going to his doom with a grim smile on his lips. It was but a small strain on his imagination to remove Jackson’s Island
• beyond eyeshot of the village, and so he “looked his last” with a
• broken and satisfied heart. The other pirates were looking their last,
• too; and they all looked so long that they came near letting the

current drift them out of the range of the island. But they discovered the danger in time, and made shift to avert it. About two o’clock in the morning the raft grounded on the bar two hundred yards above the head of the island, and they waded back and forth until they had landed their freight.

Part of the little raft’s belongings consisted of an old sail, and this they spread over a nook in the bushes for a tent to shelter their provisions; but they themselves would sleep in the open air in good weather, as became outlaws.

1. They built a fire against the side of a great log twenty or thirty
2. steps within the sombre depths of the forest, and then cooked some
3. bacon in the frying-pan for supper, and used up half of the corn “pone”
4. stock they had brought. It seemed glorious sport to be feasting in that
5. wild, free way in the virgin forest of an unexplored and uninhabited
6. island, far from the haunts of men, and they said they never would
7. return to civilization. The climbing fire lit up their faces and threw
8. its ruddy glare upon the pillared tree-trunks of their forest temple,
9. and upon the varnished foliage and festooning vines.

When the last crisp slice of bacon was gone, and the last allowance of corn pone devoured, the boys stretched themselves out on the grass, filled with contentment. They could have found a cooler place, but they would not deny themselves such a romantic feature as the roasting camp-fire.

Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Thirty yards of board fence nine feet high. Life to him seemed hollow, and existence but a burden. Sighing, he dipped his brush and passed it along the topmost plank; repeated the operation; did it again; compared the insignificant whitewashed streak with the far-reaching continent of unwhitewashed fence, and sat down on a tree-box discouraged. Jim came skipping out at the gate with a tin pail, and singing Buffalo Gals. Bringing water from the town pump had always been hateful work in Tom’s eyes, before, but now it did not strike him so. He remembered that there was company at the pump. White, mulatto, and negro boys and girls were always there waiting their turns, resting, trading playthings, quarrelling, fighting, skylarking. And he remembered that although the pump was only a hundred and fifty yards off, Jim never got back with a bucket of water under an hour–and even then somebody generally had to go after him. Tom said:

“Say, Jim, I’ll fetch the water if you’ll whitewash some.”

Jim shook his head and said:

“Can’t, Mars Tom. Ole missis, she tole me I got to go an’ git dis water an’ not stop foolin’ roun’ wid anybody. She say she spec’ Mars Tom gwine to ax me to whitewash, an’ so she tole me go ‘long an’ ‘tend to my own business–she ‘lowed SHE’D ‘tend to de whitewashin’.”