For me ‘it was the school around the corner’ just having to run around the corner to get there.
I was denied the pleasure of walking or cycling to school on fine days and escaped the hardships of getting to school in bad weather. I had compensations in so far as I used to walk with my friends on part of their homeward journey.
My earliest recollection of school is being taught the numerical figures and this was done by us having to make the figures with sheaise. A lot of patience was required for this ex-ercise and we often found it difficult. However, we progressed from there having got the occasional slap on the palms of our hands, feeling them much more on cold frosty morn-ings.
For those of us who lived in the Village, we played around there after school and we were the puppies who were always in trouble. Many the morning when the teacher, who was also my aunt, by some ‘mysterious’ means was made aware of some silly scrapes we got into the eveining before, to give us a lecture.
The pranks we got up, to were generally organized by a fun loving classmate who later became a Sister of Charity and worked in Scotland as a nursing sister. For her work in caring for the handicapped and in nursing generally, she was acknowledged with the M.B.E. Award. She is no longer among us as she was called to her Eternal Reward at a comparatively early age.
The school days in ‘the school around the corner’ were generally happy carefree days and happy are my memories of them.