This was my elementary school, Nola Dunn. Surprisingly, not too much has changed there. One big difference I can note is this aluminum carport cover where the students are picked up. Back in my day it wasn't there. If it was raining, you got wet. And if you misbehaved, Mrs. Brown would wear your butt out right there in front of God, friends, parents, and whoever else happened to be driving by. I spent countless hours waiting just outside this gate for whichever mother was in charge of the carpool that day. The room right there in the corner of the building was my first grade class. And where Mrs. Brown unleashed her fury on me more than once, haha.
This baseball backstop has grown over the years. When I first started school there, there wasn't one. If the catcher missed the ball, it rolled all the way to the fence. It was always good to never leave your equipment behind after practice, because your mother would tell you, "Ask Mrs. Brown if you can get it tomorrow." Which she always allowed us to do, but only after she wore our butts out.
This is Little Booger Creek. Yes, that's the real name of it, and yes, its usually bone dry. Occassionally after a strong rain it will flood and send a car or two off the bridge, but for the most part its as dry and hot as the desert. It would be more proper to call it the Little Booger Trail. Where this creek starts and stops I don't know. I used to know many years ago but unfortunately its slipped from my mind.
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Its funny you talking about school. In the village where my Mum(88 yrs young)lives is the old primary school I attended. Its now a private affair where the wealthy kids go. I had a teacher like Mrs Brown but in those days we got the slipper across our backside. The best days of my life......I think.
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I don't live more than a couple of hours from where I grew up. I've been back around the area a few times over the years. It is always kind of weird. Some things are so different, even the things that are the same. Mostly it makes me laugh that everything is much smaller than I remember it being when I was a kid. :)
I love taking the trips down memory lane. I've visited my old hometown a few times since I moved to the southwest, and everytime I go, the places are growing and changing. It's sad to see some of the places I used to know gone, but they will always live on in my memories.
~ Kristi
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