And it’s not the first time this humble wheatbelt town has been rocked by fire devastation. In 1993 a fire ripped through the District High School, leaving not much else but an ash-ridden skeleton.
I was living in Toodyay at the time of this fire, just 12 years old.
Some say they would jump for joy if their school burnt down, but the reality was, a part of your world had crumbled and there was nothing you could do to bring it back.
The local music teacher wrote a range of songs for the school choir to sing and record, and one in particular sticks in my mind… the chorus being:
Clouds move over a broken-hearted town
As we look over our burnt-out school ground
A school has fallen, on that Sunday morning
But our spirit will not be broken. No, our spirit will not be broken
I can’t even begin to imagine what the recent fire victims must be going through. I’m glad to hear that the State’s local businesses and individuals have helped raise almost half a million dollars and that this will go towards long term support for the town. I pray that the town’s strong and positive spirit will see them through the dark cloud – once again.