I started school in this one room school house. Most days I rode my bike, with several other farm kids, the three miles each way.
This is what it looked like when I was a student there. All eight grades were taught in that one classroom. It had those wonderful old roll up maps of the United States and the World, and a big globe.
On either side of the front of the building were small vestibules. They had places to hang your coat & lunch pail, and a sink to wash your hands in. There was a soap dispenser, with the nastiest tasting soap ever. Don't ask...
There was a small shed to the right that housed the boys & girls restrooms. The restrooms where always cold and full of spiders. Mostly daddy long legs, with the occasional black widow. Other critters were visitors as well.
The baseball field and swings were to the left. The swings were the huge old metal ones, that we were constantly trying to swing over the top of. You had to hang tight, cause soft landings were not an option. There was a merry go round that one could get going fast enough to throw off the unwary.
Here is a picture of the entire school: students, teacher, & superintendent. This was the last year I attended there. If you spot the girl with short, curly, (once blonde) dark orange hair (another of mom's experiments with perms and haircuts)... keep it to yourself... lol
It still stands along with the row of palms that line the road. Now it is private property, and a house was built on the old ball field some years back.
This is what it looked like when I was a student there. All eight grades were taught in that one classroom. It had those wonderful old roll up maps of the United States and the World, and a big globe.
On either side of the front of the building were small vestibules. They had places to hang your coat & lunch pail, and a sink to wash your hands in. There was a soap dispenser, with the nastiest tasting soap ever. Don't ask...
There was a small shed to the right that housed the boys & girls restrooms. The restrooms where always cold and full of spiders. Mostly daddy long legs, with the occasional black widow. Other critters were visitors as well.
The baseball field and swings were to the left. The swings were the huge old metal ones, that we were constantly trying to swing over the top of. You had to hang tight, cause soft landings were not an option. There was a merry go round that one could get going fast enough to throw off the unwary.
Here is a picture of the entire school: students, teacher, & superintendent. This was the last year I attended there. If you spot the girl with short, curly, (once blonde) dark orange hair (another of mom's experiments with perms and haircuts)... keep it to yourself... lol
It still stands along with the row of palms that line the road. Now it is private property, and a house was built on the old ball field some years back.






















