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2007 - 2022

15 YEARS OF LIFE SAVING PRESENTATIONS

That's a wrap for 2022. The ROADwhyz team had a bit to deal with this year including the dreaded COVID 19 lockdowns and cancellations. We managed to present to 15 high schools throughout Newcastle and the Hunter Valley. We also held two free community events, one in Newcastle where 60 people attended and one in Maitland where 50 people attended, both held as part of Rural road safety month. We also managed a couple of trade colleges in Maitland. All up The ROADwhyz team presented to approximately 3000 current and potential young drivers as well as a few full licenced drivers. On a personal note I was proud to receive the OAM for my work with road safety and community but it would not be possible without the passionate support of all the first responder's who volunteer their time to present a powerful message about 'Choice & Consequence'. This is what makes ROADwhyz what it is. We look forward to returning to our school in 2023.

Pictures above from our last school: Hunter River High School Heatherbrae NSW.

October 2022 saw ROADwhyz co-founder Michelle Davis presented with the Order of Australia medal for service to road safety, and to the community. " I feel very honoured to have a wonderful team of first responders who are equally passionate about ensuring we educate young drivers about the consequences of poor choices within a motor vehicle". Michelle is also co-founder of the H.O.P.E Support group which supports parents who have lost children.

Michelle in the presentation room at Government House

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A Poerful Poem - Sums up Road Trauma riple effect

Posted by ROADwhyz on August 19, 2015 at 11:35 PM

A powerful poem sgared by a retired Seargent of teh NSW Police Force

ALONG THE ROAD.

Along the road you’ll see them, reminders of the loss,

Some flowers tied up to a tree and always there’s a cross,

You’ll see them on a highway or on a country lane,

I’ve seen them on some city streets, a souvenir of pain.

They’ll mostly be around a bend or where the road goes straight,

The reason for them being there is hard to contemplate,

But no matter what the story is behind the sorry tale,

It’s never easy to accept, it was all to no avail.

I’ve seen it close at hand, this carnage on the road,

I’ve told a mother of her son and now she bears a load,

For every day she’ll often think of where he could be now,

If only she had warned him, to slow him down somehow.

How often does it happen when the cross it represents,

A person who did nothing wrong, who committed no offence,

The driver then must live alone with his conscience and his thought,

And try his best to come to terms, his actions were for nought.

And now this generation with their text and mobile phones,

Have found a way of adding another few headstones,

And despite the constant warnings and the efforts of Police,

The road toll keeps on rising, I doubt that it will cease.

And for each and every cross, there are loved ones left at home,

Without the chance to say goodbye and left there all alone,

Alone with thoughts of happy days that will never come again,

They hold on to the memories to try and ease their pain.

But the crosses do remind us, how quick our lives can change,

Don’t take your life for granted, your fate you can’t arrange,

It’s bad enough to lose a friend, a relative or mate,

Let’s hope you’re not the next in line to reach the pearly gate.

So every time you drive a car, a bus, a truck or bike,

Remember when it comes to death, they are very much alike,

I could think of nothing worse than to leave here in my prime,

I’d rather be a minute late than be just dead on time.

Ralph Scrivens (Sgt. NSW Police Force, Retired)

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