Most Australians are now aware of the story of Chris Dawson, superficially an image of the all-Australian male: tall and tanned sportsman. He was a devoted twin, dedicated teacher and family man. He was finally exposed for what he truly was: a wife abuser and murderer, and also a predatory teacher with a penchant for adolescent girls. This story might now be well known but it has exposed the shameful neglect of Australian authorities - from the education department, the police and the judiciary - and even the social norms of the 1970s. All these were complicit in allowing a lascivious jackal, who presented in a guise of respectability, to thrive, lie, abuse and kill.
This book attempts to give prominence to his student’s role in this sordid story. Indeed, what appears here is part of her legal testimony and as such she is referred to in the text as JC. From a dysfunctional home, she was 16 years old when she was groomed by Dawson, her teacher, and then installed in his home as a babysitter to bed. Later, she was to replace his murdered wife. There are many uncomfortable aspects to the story, from the daily love notes Dawson left JC at school, to partnering her, incredibly, as her school formal date. Then there’s the slipping of “something” into his wife’s drinks to enable illicit sex between the pair. The story is also introduces the many people who seemed to be in thrall of the golden ex-Rugby player. These people, for the most part, adhered to the notion that what happens in the home stays in the home. An antiquated attitude, especially when considering the teacher and his student’s affair was common knowledge to many.
The most uncomfortable and disconcerting aspect of the text though is the ambivalence one feels when JC’s part in the story is navigated by the author. Certainly JC was a mere teenager and a victim in her own way of Dawson, but yet she was not utterly innocent. There are also instances where the author attempts to contextualise the schoolgirl’s behaviour as part of the attitudes and mores of the times. Yet if that is so then JC must have felt some degree of power in the sexual revolution of the 70s - she sun bathed topless and swam nude at her teacher’s home because that was “just the way she was”. She didn’t question what happened to Lynette and wholeheartedly, initially at least, believed Dawson’s tale that his wife had left him; she had knowledge that he had allegedly sought the services of a hit man; she readily accepted Lynette’s engagement and wedding rings and ghoulishly sifts through her predecessor’s clothing but resents the expectation that she is to be cook and carer, even mother, to Lynette’s children. She makes a comment that she “cannot regret anything” because the union with Dawson produced a much loved daughter of her own. Only when the control Dawson exerted on Lynette is transferred to JC does she leave and later contact authorities to give voice to her suspicions. This would be redemptive, if she were a character in a novel. But this is not fiction. So, JC cannot acknowledge any responsibility in the sick relationship because to do so would topple the mantle of victim. Indeed, she received an undisclosed settlement from the Education Department for her historical abuse. Yes, JC was a victim too but she is difficult to like, especially because she is mostly contrite with the details and the author spends a lot of time giving prominence to her perspective only to usurp Lynette Dawson, again.
For a more complex analysis, and a more compelling narrative Hedley Thomas’s book, ‘The Teacher’s Pet’, is a more objective offering. It became the pod cast of the same name and was the impetus for the arrest and subsequent conviction of Chris Dawson.
Still, this is worthwhile read which fleshes out the perspective of the school girl and why it is so important that we not forget justice for the victim and her family. Because most horrifying is the fact that the body of Lynette Dawson has never been found.