By Phyllis (Miller) Townsend – Preeceville, Sask.
Our teacher at Patridge Hill School, Mrs. Jolly, was a great lady who, with her three little girls, lived the week in the girl’s cloakroom as we had no teacherage at this time.
I don’t know how she kept them warm during winter with just a large drum stove for heat.
Everyone had to walk to school so usually they were willing to behave and do their assignments quietly.
With eight grades and a few in Grade 9, there was only so much time to spend with each grade.
Recess and noon-hour were great, playing many games. The bigger boys always played ball but sometimes let us smaller ones have a turn.
Going to a country school was very different back then, but we still had to learn all our work, hold spelling bees, and geography matches.
We also had to learn musical notes and all the signs, flats, and sharps which seemed like a real waste of time when I was younger.
Our lunchpails were the usual syrup or lard pails filled with homemade bread sandwiches and maybe a cookie. During the winter we baked potatoes on top of the stove or had cocoa.