Thank God for people like Bernadette Black’s Year 10 co-ordinator. Thank God he didn’t judge, sneer nor make snide comments when she turned up to his office 16 and pregnant but still wanting to pursue her education. Thank God instead, he offered her unflinching support and hope, which helped turned her life around. Otherwise we may never have heard of our newest Tasmanian Australian of the Year. Thank God also for Charles Wooley’s principal, who had the foresight to realise that a young Charles really didn’t need to be subjected to years of Religious Knowledge classes and should simply be free to go out and ask all the impertinent questions he liked. Without this forward-thinking principal all those charming interviews by the intrepid 60 Minutes’ reporter may have never been aired, nor would we have been able to enjoy his timely and often thoughtprovoking column in the pages of this magazine each weekend.