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COMMUNITY COMMENT
A CORRESPONDENCE SCHOOL KID
Being raised on a high country run, across the lake from Queenstown was a lot of fun. As kids we had an area of 60,000 acres with 10 mustering huts and mountains of 5000 – 6000 feet to explore and camp out in.
There were no motorbikes; station transport consisted of a series of Landrover, an old Chev Quad and a Model A utility truck (and tractors).
There were about 20 horses to choose from and that was our main mode of transport as kids. It was 18 miles to the main back hut which was not far from the Oreti River and Mavora Lakes.
Perhaps the area between the Tutaekuri and Ngararoa [Ngaruroro] rivers down to Fernhill would be of similar size.
As 9 and 10 year olds we packed supplies out to bulldozer drivers and often took two to three days to do so.
Looking back on it Mum and Dad must have had nerves of iron. I remember on one occassion [occasion] keeping a young shepherd company for a week while he kept sheep down on the winter country until the snow came.
It came all right! We woke up to deathly silence and two feet of snow at the hut. As we were due for more supplies we had very little left except for a quantity of rice which I never liked. Three days later I was quite fond of rice. (When the Landrover finally picked us up.)
On another occassion I was keeping the bulldozer driver company. We did this for fun but it was a safety thing as well in case of accidents to men on their own as well as cooking etc. (meals were not very polished as a 12 year old but were substantial.) Anyway the bulldozer had cracked track links and we were trying to replace them. Very difficult in open high country with only simple tools.
We had replaced some and were woken early the next morning by Dad thumping into the hut. He’d got a snow forecast and had come to get us and the bulldozer back over a 5000 ft. saddle before the dozer at least was snowed in for winter. We set off immediately and got over the saddle six hours later in 4 ft. snow with the dozer clearing a path for the Landrover. If another of the cracked links had broken the machinery would have been there for the next three months. The men had to take turns on the bulldozer as half hour turns at a time was all they could take.
Mum was very busy cooking for station staff (usually 3 – 4, often up to 12) as well as family. She usually had a “help in the house” while she taught school, some of which were marvellous girls. When she decided that she’d try a governess to teach school while she cooked, we had some fun.
The boys on the station thought they’d welcome the new governess. The girl arrived one night on the boat and us boys had been sent off to bed. We were kept out of sight next morning while these shepherds dressed as schoolboys. One was done up in Mum’s dress. They appeared at the school room with bottles of beer in their schoolbags and huge hairy legs in wee shorts.
When Mum took the new governess up to meet them she burst into tears, fled to her room and left on the next boat!
Apparantly she was an only child, had never been away from home before and at 24 it was all too much for her.
The correspondence school provides everything you need – desks and chairs, blackboards, books, stationery, paints and art paper – you name it!
The work arrives fortnightly in “sets”. This is two weeks lessons laid out in days so that each has some Maths, English, Writing etc. and at the end of the week one lot of Art. We soon discovered that when something was on that
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