My best school
I would have to say St Bart’s was the best school I ever attended. I remember when I was about 9 yrs old and all the houses in Ann Street were being knocked down, it was so sad. I remember we lived in a pink house in Ann Street with cottage style windows. It was such a pretty house and my mum was so happy when the council offered it to her. Once all the houses started to be pulled down there were so many rats and I remember the rat man coming to our house. It was horrible, but we loved that house.
Playing in the demolished houses
All the kids that lived around Ann Street used to all play out together. When some of the houses were being pulled down we all used to go and play in them. What fun we had, can you imagine doing that today? There was a fruit shop at the bottom of Ann Street, and my mum was always getting her fruit and veg there. Also they used to give my mum little cardboard boxes with handles on, and mum used to fill them with fruit for our harvest festival at St Bart’s school.
Remembering my teachers
I remember the long passage way we had to walk to go into church on a Friday morning. I went to Monday club and Thursday club and was in the Brownies. One of the teachers I recall was Miss Fittock. I also remember Miss Box and she seemed really old to me then, but I bet she was not that old at the time, she was a great lady. Does my memory serve me right and did we go into the school in the side entrance of the church and down a really winding stair case?
Do you remember?
Did you go to St Barts? Do you remember any of the teachers? Do you remember that ‘really winding staircase’? If you can share your memories with us, please leave a comment below.