I’m continuing today with another story from my school days. Marilyn’s story yesterday reminded me of another episode that took place at the Silver Stream school in Manitoba, probably in about 1958 or 1959. All of the students at that school lived on farms in the area. I walked the mile and a half each … Read more
The Field Trip Our teacher at Silver Stream school, Miss Enns, must have been fairly young at the time. Probably in her early twenties, fresh out of teachers college. I have no idea if it was her first posting but I do remember she was well respected and I might even say loved, at least … Read more
The Winter of the Big Snow Sixty-seven years ago in March 1959 I experienced the biggest blizzard of my life and I had already seen more than one at that point. I was in grade 4 at Silver Stream school and there was already a considerable amount of snow on the ground. However, in March … Read more
The Rolling Classroom: Manitoba’s Iconic Tree Planting Cars To understand why this story is so dear to my heart, you will need to know about my relationship with entertainment. For the first few years of my life, entertainment was self-made. We had a radio that ran on big old dry cell batteries that were quite … Read more
Even though that first Christmas concert was a bit of a disappointment due to my laughter induced stage fright, the ones that followed were much more enjoyable. That first one had been held in the classroom of our one room school with parents and neighbors crammed in like sardines, enough to intimidate any budding thespian. … Read more
I have some fond memories of Silver Stream School. One of my favorites was Christmas concert time. It would start about a month before the concert, each student who had a part in the play would be given some lines to memorize . One year in particular, probably grade three, I was slated to play … Read more
Silver Stream was where my memory kicks in again, and probably some of my most memorable school days were spent there. By this time we had moved to a lovely farm only a mile and a half from the school known as the Jack Stewart place, and most days I walked it both ways. Silver … Read more
Outdoor lessons came to an end as autumn approached. A brand new baby sister arrived on the second of September. Surprised the heck out of my brother and me. We didn’t even know one had been ordered. And then in November we pulled up stakes and moved to a farm in Manitoba. And we thought … Read more
Someone suggested last week that I should share some of my school day memories in this Monday, Remember When segment. As it just so happens I have a lot of them so I’ve decided to do this in parts. At the moment I’m not sure how many parts that will be, but hopefully it will … Read more