Rural schools then began in July and closed by the new year.
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Rate as necessary only to the extent of learning how to read, write and cipher. The young from the social and religious traditions of their families, at any Often as a soft way to get out of work, as a waste of time, as a means of alienating Of our elders, who had managed with little or no education, school was regarded It was a day when school attendance was not compulsory. Of the contents of the lunch pail when Father and Mother came in and found
The folks were working in the field beyond the cabin, so Bert and I satĭown on the grass beneath the giant oak tree shading our house and were disposing We headed for home and the familiar, sure that we had put our school days behind Up our lunch bucket, called a "let's go" to Bert, and back down the holler So, when the short recess came at about half-past ten, I picked The pupils recited the lesson in sing-sang style. Bruton called each class forward in turn, where after preliminary name-taking Varying in age from four to twenty, gathered in from the surrounding farms. Nothing was done toĮase the apprehensions of new scholars. Restiveness at a scene in which we did not seem to fit. In those first few hours, however, we looked about with growing In me so that I came to look upon school as a great adventure. Well as with the other pupils, who were much like us. Was a kindly man and that we could easily fit in with the school regimen as In time, of course, I learned that the teacher, Jim Bruton, Also, we were ratherįearful of the new experience, the strange teacher and the strange ways of olderĪnd possibly unpleasant pupils which we would have to cope with, as well as Talking about our play plans which school would interrupt. Were not thinking about the long sentence of school attendance ahead. Toting the gallon molasses pail in which our mother had packed our lunch. We are trudging down the hill toward the distant school, me We had a youngerīrother at home, Charley but he was only two and didn't count as a playmateĪble to keep up with our fast pace down the fox and rabbit trails. Time make it easier for me to adjust to school discipline. By going to school with me, so Mother andįather decided, Bert would ease his own lonesomeness at home and at the same Younger brother, Bert, then four years of age, who was permitted to attend schoolĪlthough not as a regular scholar. The reader should picture a healthy, free-roving lad and his Our home overlooked the railroad track and a dirt country road. This cabin was on the Uncle Dick Elkins place a mile east of theĬhadwick branch Frisco station called McCracken, or five miles east of Ozark, The school,Ĭalled Nubbin Hill, was located a mile across fields and gullies from my parents Years as a teacher in Christian County, Missouri, my first day in school was For one who was destined to spend thirty-five of his adult
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