Sr Helen Malone RIP: “I was so grateful to God that he put up with me”


Fixing a time to visit Sr Helen took some doing. She has a busy diary, one which included two sessions weekly to hone English language skills for a Jesuit from South Korea, and a young Vietnamese lass who wants to write her life story.

And the first Friday of every month, she went to the Carnsworth Aged Care facility in Kew to share a Prayer and Song session with the residents and to be with the afterwards for a cuppa and a chat..

Her Jesuit student was learning to use a more idiomatic form of English, “I am helping him to shake out his English into everyday language,” she said, sitting in the cosy library at Mononia in Fitzroy. Her Vietnamese student is heavily into grammar which she likes. “She s a joy to teach,” Sr Helen said.

The students were the latest beneficiaries of Sr Helen’s teaching skills, developed during decades with the Sisters of Charity. In 2017, she celebrated her platinum jubilee,  along with Sisters Marguerite Moloney RIP, and Eileen Thynne.

Her teaching career was one which Helen, who celebrated her 98th birthday in November, never dreamed of following  in her early years for years despite – or perhaps because of the fact that both her parents and her aunts had been teachers. either because of or despite the fact her father was a teacher. Equally dismissed was the thought of becoming a religious Sister. “That was the last thing on my mind!” said Sr Helen.

Her mother had died in 1933 at the age of 37, when Sr Helen was just under 10. She was the eldest of four – Michael, three years her junior, Jan, four years younger, and baby Adrian who died at three months of whooping cough. An aunt of her Dad’s helped out for two or three years with the young family. After this, a widow, Mrs Robson, was employed to look after the children and the household. She endeared herself to the household straight away as Auntie Mazie, a much loved by all until her death some 40 years later.

Helen left school with very good results at the age of 17, but refused to go to university.  “Poor Dad…. he was ambitious for me, but I just wanted to have a good time, really. The war had just started, and boys were in short supply. I wasn’t career ambitious at all.”

Sr Helen learned shorthand and typing at night at night school, and worked first with the Melbourne Chamber of Commerce and then with the State Electricity Department. She still had no intention of becoming a teacher.

But about this time, Helen became suddenly and vividly aware of a religious vocation. “I had the distinct conviction that I ought to be a nun, but I didn’t tell anyone. Not a soul. I didn’t mention if for more than two years. I prayed night and day that I wouldn’t have to become a nun. But my prayers were not answered. All the time, that feeling never left me. In the end, I thought I would have to do something about it.” But what?

Helen decided to go to see the Carmelite Convent in Kew.  But “it took the nun in the other side of the grill about five minutes to sum me up and to tell me that I didn’t have a vocation to Carmel.” Sr Helen went home relieved but the relief did not last long. The sense of call persisted.

So it was that Helen chose the Sisters of Charity who had taught her at CLC. Only then, not long before her 21st birthday, she told her Dad and her family. They were amazed.

“Dad was rather sad, but I felt he was very proud of me. I will never forget how he went out of his way to make things easier for me. My darling Dad…”

That was November, 1946. By February 2, 1947 she was in the novitiate in Potts Point, Sydney.

But still it was not plain sailing. Sr Helen was hoping she would be sent home! However, at a certain point in her postulancy,  all her defences broke down and gave way to a deep sense of peace. That peace has remained with her since.

Sr Helen was professed in 1947. ‘In all these years, I have never doubted my vocation.”

And then there was the teaching. “I knew I was cut out to be a teacher.” And university also followed. The three things she had resisted mightily in her late adolescence came together in her faith life. She taught in many  RSC schools, including CLC East Melbourne, CLC Eltham, and St Colomba’s Essendon.

Midway trough her time at St Columba’s, she was given by the Congregation a wonderful 12 months of renewal overseas.

And when she eventually retired from the classroom there were 20 years plus un adult migrant education which is where she still finds herself today though on a much smaller scale.

And as she looked back on her journey, there is one overriding emotion: Loving gratitude to a faithful God. “I was so grateful to God that he put up with me. And I am so grateful that he puts up with me still.”


When we have so much to praise the Lord for, we must not complain.
True affection is to rejoice in the happiness of our dear ones. Never allow a sentiment of resentment to enter into our hearts.
Pray, reflect and consult – and may the divine spirit direct all to God’s greater glory.
May our dear Lord Jesus fill your hearts with His own love. Amen!
We must have patience with others as He has patience with us.
Under every difficulty try to pray fervently.
We have much to thank Him for, even for those little drawbacks on our comforts and conveniences.
Do pray that justice may be accomplished in peace and that truth may prevail.
Go on now as steadily as you can, relying on the Divine assistance and fear not.
What we do ought to be done well.

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