It has to be the day I heard one of the most chilling sentences of my career: “Run, Ms Cummings… he needs you!”
Earlier that year, one of my Year 9 students collapsed with a cardiac arrest on the Astro. In that moment, his peers came rushing to me, desperate for help for their friend — a beloved member of our school family. All the first-aid training I’d repeated countless times kicked in instinctively — from CPR to the defibrillator, every second mattered.
It was terrifying, but there was no space for fear. I focused first on the young person who needed urgent care, then on counselling their parent, and finally on holding my broken-hearted Year 9 family together as they witnessed what was happening. When the ambulance took him away, all we could do was pray and hold onto hope.
Welcoming him back to school weeks later, happy and healthy, was the greatest reward of my career — greater than any promotion, pay rise, or award. The icing on the cake came when a paramedic returned to tell us: “It wasn’t us who saved him — it was you.”
Our school motto is Omnia Pro Christo — “all things for Christ.” That day, I looked up at the sky with tears in my eyes and whispered thank you. Against all odds, faith and love won. It’s a day that will stay with me forever.