I remember going to the house
that wasn’t too far from school and getting our
drinking water. Two of us would go together with an empty
pail. The ones who lived there would fill it with water
and we would take it back to school. We did this every
school day.
We had a wood stove to warm our schoolroom. I remember
walking to school early in the mornings with my brother,
so he could start the fire and have it warm for the teacher
and students. We had a room that was just for the wood
that was used for the wood stove. My brother was in the
7th and 8th grade when he died.
Every Halloween our outhouse, as it was called, tipped
over and we would have to wait for someone to put it back
up so we could use it.
Lewis S. Mills, our rural Supervisor, would come to visit
our school once a month, sometimes twice. He would always
tell us an interesting story and ask us questions. Sometimes,
he would bring students from other schools to visit our
school. These students would sing or play musical instruments.
I would look forward to seeing Mr. Mills as he was very
nice to us.
