Australians all let us rejoice, For we are young and free; We’ve golden soil and wealth for toil; Our home is girt by sea; Our land abounds in nature’s.

Australians all let us rejoice,For we are young and free;

We’ve golden soil and wealth for toil;Our home is girt by sea;

Our land abounds in nature’s gifts;Of beauty rich and rare;

In history’s page, let every stageAdvance Australia fair,

In joyful strains then let us sing,Advance Australia fair.

Beneath our radiant Southern CrossWe’ll toil with hearts and hands;

To make this Commonwealth of oursRenowned in all the lands;

For those who’ve come across the seas

We’ve boundless plains to share;With courage let us all combine to

Advance Australia fair,In joyful strains then let us sing,

Advance Australia fair.

“Let no one come to you without leaving better or happier.

Be the living expression of God’s kindness;

kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes,

kindness in your smile, kindness in your warm greeting”

(Mother Teresa)

Now here’s a rap you all should know, shake down, down, down, where your heart should go.

It’s about kindness you know that stuff now listen to this it’s not that tough!

Is for the way you act and speak

Is for the way you talk and greet

Is for the way we’re all extra ordinary

Is for the way you’re kind to me

My Kindness slowly creeping back,

now you be kind,

to everyone you know,

at school and home,

be kind to all you know

My, my, soon we will cry if we don’t have any kindness then we will cry, what about your friends and their feelings too. What if this is you. What if this was you….(Repeat)

I’m, I’m, I’m, I’m being kind all the time. I’m, I’m, I’m, I’m being kind all the time, being kind all the time!

St John Vianney’s School Song

A shepherd boy in France

Tended sheep on his fathers farm

He had a dream to live;

He looked from the hillside

to his life as a priest

He served the God he loved

throughout his life, throughout his life

St John Vianney’s is the name of our school

Where we work and play

and learn to show respect for all we know

And when the time comes you’ll be sad that you must go

But be glad of the love of all your friends

at St John Vianney’s school.

The Sisters taught in Longreach

They took one pace beyond the home they knew

They had a dream to live;

They looked over Queensland

and established our school

in their home beside the sea

St Philomena’s was her name. Now…