ROSEBERRY
- Before our family came to live permanently in the Roseberry district, we
- came down from Edmonton every summer to spend the holidays. My father
- had bought land in the district and came down to work the land, while
- keeping the family in the city and in school there. The farm was a great
- holiday for us and a change from city life. We just had a one-roomed
- shack which Dad had built, so we thought it was just like camping.
- Up the road a mile, lived a little girl with whom I had made friends the
- first summer we were on the farm. She had a pony called Birdie which she
- often rode down to our place. She would give us rides. Edie Ulick went to
- Roseberry school. She told me all about it. It seemed strange to me that
- all the grades would be in one room. I really thought that I would like to
- attend a school like the one she told me about.
- Soon after coming to the farm the first summer, we were invited to
- attend a “Social” at the school. We drove to it in a buggy pulled by one of
- our work horses. Children said recitations which they had learned at
- home. There was some singing and lunch was served. Mainly it was a get-
- together for all the families and it took place every couple of weeks.
- One spring I got my wish to attend this country school. My brother had
- been sick and thinking that the country air would do him good, my parents
- decided to come to the farm a month ahead. They left my older brother
- George in Edmonton with friends to finish out his school year. They just
- took me out of school. Soon after our arrival on the farm Edie came and
- asked me to go to school with her. I was more than willing. My lunch was
- packed in a lard pail—just like hers. I rode behind her on the pony, holding
- on to her with one arm and my lunch pail with the other. All went well
- until about half a mile from home we decided to ride a lot faster. Exactly
- what happened I don’t know except that we both flew off and landed on the
- road. Our lunch was scattered all over and I remember us trying to pick it
- up out of the sandy road, and stuffing it back into the pails.
- When we arrived at school, we were soon surrounded by the other children.
- A lady came out and rang a bell and the children lined up like soldiers in
- front of the outdoor steps. We were marched in and I was told that I could
- sit with Edie in her double desk. The teacher was Mrs. Harper. I remember
- how the children all had slates. They cleaned them with little wet rags.
- Paper was only used for very special things. I had never seen slates in
- school before. This was about 1921 and the slates and double desks were
- a novelty to me. The teacher was very strict but when I think back I think
- she gave a lot to those children. We had exercises during which she taught
- us how to do the Highland Fling and other dances. One day she packed us
- all in her democrat and drove us several miles to a big slough to see
- muskrat houses and anything else we could find of interest. She really had
- us looking every day for strange birds and encouraged us to gather wild
- flowers and look up all the names of birds and flowers that we found. We
- ready many books in our search and I learned more about these things than I
- have ever learned before.
- The school was like any other rural school at that time. On the wall was a
- picture of King George V and Queen Mary. Several maps hung above the
- blackboards and a battered globe was hung from the ceiling. The children
- washed their hands in a basin and used a towel on rollers. Water was in a
- pail and each child brought a cup from home.
- Outside was a small barn to house the horses some children rode to school.
- Two outhouses were the toilets. There was a large yard where the
- children played. I attended Roseberry school all that month and enjoyed
- this new experience. After the holidays, my parents decided to stay on the
- farm until after harvest was over, so now we all went to the country
- school including my brother, who had come down from Edmonton, and my
- younger brother Jack who was now old enough to start school. We usually
- walked the 2-½ miles to school. We went back to Edmonton at the end of
- September. Five years later we moved out to the farm permanently.
- I was now in Grade VIII, and there had been quite a few changes in the
- school. The teacher was Miss Luella Hamilton—a young lady whom we all
- thought was wonderful. She was not very tall but with her pretty blonde
- curly hair we thought she was beautiful. The old time slates were gone
- and the children used scribblers and pencils. Pen handles with nibs were
- used to dip into the inkwells on the desks. The double desks were still in
- use and I don’t think that they were ever replaced.
- After some gopher had been pumped out of the well, it was decided that
- it shouldn’t be used, so arrangments were made for water to be brought
- from certain homes in a good cream can. It was brought fresh every day.
- Some of the children were paid a small sum to do the janitor work. This
- consisted of dusting, sweeping and in the winter building the fire in the
- big pot-bellied stove which stood in the middle of the school room.
- Social life took the form of card parties in the school, or dances about
- every second Friday. It usually had music by a pick-up orchestra of anyone
- who could play an instrument. One year my mother directed a play. The
- local “actors” practised all winter and it was such a success that it
- became an annual affair. People made their own fun. One of my memories
- is of coming home one night late, after a party at Roseberry school. It
- was very cold and as the horses trotted along, pulling our sleigh, my
- father had us all looking at the northern lights. Such a display!
- We had a piano and every year, just before Christmas, my father took it
- down to the school so the teacher could use it to prepare the children for
- the annual Christmas concert. This was the big event of the year. All the
- children received bags of candy and a gift from Santa. It was before we
- had electricity and the big tree was lit up by wax candles. There had been
- cases of trees catching fire and actually of schools burning down, so
- lighting the candles was a ritual. My father and some of the other men
- stood around the tree. My father carefully lit each candle. Soon it was
- twinkling and shining in all its glory while the men kept careful watch
- with a pail of water nearby. It was let burn for a while for everyone to
- enjoy and then the candles were put out.
- One year a glee club was formed, instigated by a young teacher named
- Helen Deeton. All the young people went once a week to learn to sing many
- of the old favourite songs. These young people contributed their songs to
- various entertainments throughout the year.
- One event that I well remember was coming to school one morning and
- finding, that although all the children were soon there, our teacher, Miss
- Hamilton had not arrived. We waited until long after school should have
- started but still no teacher had appeared. We decided to go down the road
- to see if we could see her coming in the buggy with the two little boys
- who gave her a ride to school each day. When we passed around a
- bush that hid the road farther on we saw the buggy in the middle of a big
- slough and the horse was lying down in the water. Miss Hamilton was
- trying to get the horse to stand up but it was refusing to move. When we
- got closer she told us that the two little boys, who were supposed to take
- the trail around the slough, had insisted on trying to go through it instead.
- The horse had decided to lie down and they were stranded. We said we
- would go for help. We all went running down the road for about a mile
- towards Mr. Charlie Savard’s farm. We saw Charlie over in his field
- seeding with four horses on his seed drill. When we reached him and told
- him where our teacher was, he unhooked his horse and riding one and
- leading the others, he rode away to the slough. We all followed and saw
- Charlie ride into the slough and get Miss Hamilton on the horse behind him
- and bring her safely to dry ground. Then he rode back in and taking the
- balky horse by the bridle managed to get him up and made him pull the
- buggy with the two little culprits to the road. We finally got back to
- school. Most of the morning was gone. I guess Miss Hamilton wasn’t in the
- mood to teach so she told us that she thought it was a good idea to clean
- the school yard. We got the rakes out and were busy raking and picking up,
- when a car drove into the yard. Miss Hamilton went quickly over to greet
- the inspector, who wanted to know why the school wasn’t in session. Miss
- Hamilton told him as best she could about what had happened. He was very
- nice and with a smile on his face he said that he would come back another
- day.
- Some sixty years have passed since I went to Roseberry School. I have
- always been thankful that I had those years in a school with all the
- grades. Before that I had always been in a school with only one grade to a
- room. After I went teaching myself, I am sure the early experience at
- Roseberry with children from Grades one to nine in one room had been a
- real help to me when I was faced with several grades to a room.
Roseberry
Submitted by Winnifred Alexander
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