MEMORIES OF MASCOT SCHOOL
- Following are reminiscences contributed by Mrs. Doris (Gray) Fenton who
- taught at Mascot for two years, 1934 to 1936.
- A black bull was pawing up a storm in front of the barn. I went back into
- the school until he went away. It was 1934, my first year of teaching. I
- had four miles to go to my boarding place as soon as I could get to my
- horse. Conditions there would now be considered quite primitive. The
- school, built in 1929, was on an open section where anyone’s horses and
- cattle could run at large. There was not even a fence around the school
- yard. In that part of Alberta, there were no gravelled roads, no
- snowplows, no plumbing and no electricity. I thought I had an interesting
- two years—there were 20 pupils and at various times I taught grades one
- to eleven.
- I boarded with Mr. & Mrs. Beasely. I had a comfortable room all to
- myself, and good food. Board was $20 a month for me and $3 for my horse.
- With a salary of $700 a year, later cut to $650, I was able to save half of
- it. Most of my expenditures were for craft supplies and books to use at
- the school, also a good saddle – now a treasured keepsake of some of my
- grandchildren.
- Some families attending Mascot were: Bruce McNerns (when their mother
- taught there), Dick McNerns, Dahls, Dahlgrens, Wilfred and Philias
- LaFrance families, Woods, Busheys, Flamands, McCauslands, Elsie Harris
- and Elsie Murray.
- Looking back almost sixty years, I remember with fondness the Beasleys,
- including Rosa and Charlie, Les and Cecille going in the bob sleigh with the
- LaFrance young people to dances at Gilt Edge hall and Grangedale, the
- hospitality of Bert and Melba Kitchen, the Plaxtons, the Nelsons, the
- Harrises. Marion Watson and I took a combined Mascot-Grangedale ball
- team to a tournament at Chauvin. I also remember sleepless nights while
- preparing for Christmas concerts; getting lost in a dust storm when my
- horse took a wrong turn out of the woods, and three hour rides in sub zero
- weather going home for weekends. But I loved teaching and never thought
- of it as a hard life.
Memories of Mascot School
Contributed by Mrs. Doris (Gray) Fenton
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