School Days

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Is Muckie There?

The story goes like this. It was about 1965. I was a student in Mrs. Libby Williams’ Grade 3 Class at Ragged Island Consolidated School. My curly-haired little brother, Francis, had started Grade Primary (Full-day Kindergarten). He wasn’t terribly fond of school. Staying at home to play with his cars and trucks seemed much more appealing.

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Principal VanderStoel to the Rescue!

It was 1978 and I had moved to Bracebridge, in the beautiful Muskoka Region of Ontario, for my first teaching position. Winter in Muskoka is significantly colder than coastal Nova Scotia. (Appeared in Bracebridge Examiner  August 1978) I drove a rust bucket of a car,  an American Motors Hornet. Thankfully, it had a block heater. Without it,  my old AMC Hornet would never have started. Bracebridge was where I learned  ‾40 degrees Celsius and  ‾40 degrees Fahrenheit are the same temperature. COLD!

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Hey, Dad, I Survived Frosh Week!

Last weekend many college and university students came home for the first time since beginning school over a month ago. I can imagine a variety of scenarios played out across the country. Perhaps Mom and Dad picked you up at school and you prattled on nonstop the whole way home about all the fun you are having. (Oops, you meant to say how hard you have been studying.) College is light years better than high school.  

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