ON THE SUNNY SIDE.
By “Cookie” [whose Certificate of Proficiency requirements were fulfilled on 29/11/32.]
A great man is he who has not lost the heart of a child.
I believe in getting into hot water; I think it keeps you clean.
Hunger is not only the best cook, but also the best physician.
Teacher, sitting down to read a story to her class, finds her very slowest pupil standing at her elbow. “What are you doing there John?”
“Case you don’t know a word Miss”
Excuse for Absence: I went to Taupo for a haircut”.
Most people eat as though they were fattening themselves for market.
What a mercy it would be if we could open and close our ears as easily as we open and close our eyes.
A small girl came to the teacher with a Scripture problem. The teacher remarked she would have to have time to think it out. Said the child, “Come on. Come on, hurry up! You should know you were born in the olden days!”
By Nell Guy nee Cook
ONE EVENT I SHALL NEVER FORGET!
At 10.48 a.m. on 3rd February, 1931 the playing field at Parkvale School began to roll. Luckily most children were outside as all the classes had their Physical Training at the same time. A mate of mine, Archie West, ran around the football field and when he returned I asked him. “Why did you do that Arch?” “I ran around the footie field for the last time.” he replied.
Soon afterwards the smoke and dust began darkening the sky over the town. Parents started arriving on the run to make sure that their children were still alive, as Parkvale School was a brick building in those days with two wooden experimental classrooms for Forms 1 and 2, or Standards 5 and 6 as they were then known.
I remember my father arriving somewhat short of breath, and without even noticing that he had lost his shoes on the way!
Before I went home that morning, I gave Arnold Christensen a “double” on my bike. Remember Arnie? When war commenced he joined the R.N.Z.A.F. and while a P.O.W. in Germany he attempted to escape, after being warned that any further escapees would be executed. But Arnie believed in the Geneva convention and made his escape, for which “evil deed” the Nazis shot him.
On reaching Std. 5 the boys were given a choice, a combined Std. 5 and 6 singing session once a week, or taking care of the school gardens. With a voice like a bullfrog, I naturally decided on gardening and considered singing in a group with the girls to be “sissie”.
The lassies at this stage had a Temperance – Abstain From Alchohol [Alcohol] Form for everyone to sign, but yours truly refused to append his signature, as I enjoyed my glass of beer on a Saturday morning and did not wish to either abstain or tell lies.
It was duly reported by the girls to our teacher, Miss Allison, that “Laurie Scott is the only one in our class who will not sign because he wants to drink beer.” Horror of horrors – it took a long time to live that one down!”
In the winter time the youngsters could buy a coupon if they wished to have a cup of cocoa at lunch time. This was duly clipped and the cost came to one penny per cup. The cocoa itself was made by two Std. 6 boys who disappeared down to the boiler room after play time and stayed there until lunch time. It was good to be on the roster.
In Std. 6 also, Ian Taylor and I used to take it in turns to sit on the floor, under our desks, to read a library book if we did not like the lesson being