Lady & St.
Known locally as Charlotte
Street School I fondly remember seeing the girls in their all brown
uniform going to this school.you know for all the years I lived in Brigton I never knew Charlotte St
School's real name!!
The old school building in Charlotte Street c2001
....... its a shame when great buildings like schools which hold so many
memories get demolished - in the name of progress.
The girls of Charlotte St are well remembered by their chocolate brown
winched a few
GlescaPals comments from my messageboard & emails ..............
Mar.2007, GlescaPal Agnesb, Cumbria
I was converted in the late fifties and attended St Alphonsus
School, and some day's after School would go over to Our Lady and St
Frances,like a wee after School thing and they would let us make
things like those plaster of paris plaques, brooches, foam
slippers,and with plastic doilies we would make them into wee flower
pockets for your mammies wall
also played netball in the grounds, when time came for Secondary
School I went to St Mary's west St but one of ma pals went across to
OL&SF,her name was Louise Ambrosia/o hope I spelt this right so
maybe some of you pals might know her,her parents were very nice and
sometimes would be invited home to her house for tea,they had the
wee cafe in Gallowgate near Schipka Pass and under the bridge at
Glasgow cross still there yet and Louise may still run it, last time
I saw her was a number of years ago, she might still remember me
Apr.2007, GlescaPal Beth, Durban, South Africa
I attended from 1963 until 1967. Kathleen Brown, Christine Fisher,
Maureen Docherty, Elizabeth Davis. Sr Feicity was headmistress and
Miss Kelly PE mistress. Both put the fear of God into us, especially
if we did not have the right label on our gym skirt and knickers
(they really were knickers with a pocket, for what I don't know)
Were we not just the bees knees with our hush Puppy shoes and thick
We were the berries, especially when we reached fourth year and were
allowed to wear tights. Choco;ate drops is what we were known in
Easterhouse and by a lot of the boys from St Mungo's acadamy. Lots
of them used to come down at lunchtime and we would meet in the cafe
just up the road
Aug.2007, GlescaPal memaw, Canada
The uniform blazer fur Charlotte St (Our Lady and St Francis) wis
broon (used tae be called nigger brown, bit ye canny say that these
days) wi blue stripes. The yella striped wans wur fur prefects,
generally sixth year students. They widny let ye leave the school
premises unless ye wore yer hat or beret.
I remember when the new gym/assembly hall was built. We had to wear
white plimsoles, not black, as apparently, black ones marked the new
floors. Mind aw that whitening gaun on jist afore gymn? God help
anybiddy if Miss Kelly found ye wi yer shoes still damp, though I
suppose she didny want white streaks on her nice new flerr. PT
skirts hid tae be fae Paisley's, don't know why such conformity wis
demanded, as the only team we hid wis the netball team. Mind drapin
yer gymn shoes ower yer schoolbag on gymn days, hopin they widy get
wet fae the rain.
Nothing left of the auld huts, ah suppose. Jist loved the auld huts,
wi their teeny wee playgrun behind them, where we used tae play
Did they demolish the really ancient building wi the narrow, windy
Mind the language laboratory? Quite an innovation at that time, when
tape recorders were just beginning to be popular.
There was only one dance in all my time there, as far as I know, the
last year I attended, 1966. There were even boys invited! Miss Kelly
was indeed a dragon, but not as bad as Miss Davidson, who scared the
bejesus oota us. Stil hiv nightmares aboot her classes. She cooda
got a lot further by not flaunting the belt, but I suppose
submission was more important than education in those days.
Aug.2007, GlescaPal Josie, California, USA
I had a brown blazer with
school emblem on it ,tie was brown with blue stripes ,shirt was a
cream color ,gym was brown, knickers were brown and we did have to
show them at gym,i wore a beret brown with school emblem on
it,always got told to put it on every time i was leaving , my first
year they come out with a new dress you could wear when it was warm
very simple , blue with peter pan collar and two pockets ,older
girls had different dresses ,i had a great time going there , Mother
Phillipa was the headmistress,my worse teacher was Miss Smith who
taught French i think she was always on me because i had the same
name as her ,lots of nice girls in my class ,still can,t find my
best friend from there ...Josie
Aug.2007, GlescaPal linanmy, Melbourne, Australia
I remember being called a chocolate baby.
When I started there I was told a story about a nun who was
supposed to haunt the school. I think the story was that part of the
school had burnt down and she died in the fire.
Oct.2007, GlescaPal lizbet, Glasgow
The story about the school being haunted changed with every passing
The most popular 3 were
A young sister was found dead in a cupboard(dont know what she was
doing there) and she haunted the wing that housed the Dinner school.
The other was that a nun had died in David Dale House and could not
leave 'her students'
The last was an older nun haunted the original building.
However I agree with memaw the scariest thing for me was Miss Kelly.
Oct.2007, GlescaPal memaw, Canada
ah loved classes in the wee huts, wi the ancient widden desks wi
inkwells and slots fur the auld slates and a groove fur yer pencil.
Two seats joined thegither wi a cast iron frame. Nae chance anybiddy
wis gonny fling them aboot, no even the teachers! An the roll-doon
maps thit never wance came doon even fur geography (teacher wis too
busy collecting fur a trip tae Lourdes, she jist made us read the
next two chapters). We used tae play Chinese ropes ootside the wee
huts. We sang a wee tune that wisny very nice aboot Wee Katie
Bradley. (YOU, the girl in the brown cardigan!) Wish ah cood go back
an erase that wee rhyme. Hope she never heard it.
Ye know, when ah think aboot ma school days, ah keep thinkin ah
shood spell in English. Bit, naw, ah'm learning tae spell in ma ain
language noo. Late developer. Ah that edumacashun doon the drain!
Oct.2007, GlescaPal lizbet, Glasgow
I enjoyed my 5 years at
OLSF and left with a greta education and a while the rules,
treatment of pupils and attitide of some techers would not be
tolerated today. It held me in good stead for the rest of my life(I
Below is the memory I posted on the OLSF site within friends
Some rules I remember. Keep to the left, wear brown knickers, cream
blouse/shirt, PE kit(or no pe), do not pass Glasgow Cross at lunch
time,wear a hat at the gate(not always), do not talk to pupils from
the primary school across the Street(St Alphonsus)as they were
dangerous!!!!! As an ex pupil Miss Kelly took great delight in
reminding me of my previous life in the asylum across the road. I
often wonder if the 'lady' had softer side, if so, did any pupils
see it? Her view of me was tainted by the fact that I lived locally,
owned a Paisley's bought uniform and had the audacity to be in a
Latin class. She was convinced I cheated at the qualifying exam and
then stole the uniform. She firmly believed I was to be a gangster's
moll when I left school. Glad to say she was wrong!
Oct.2007, GlescaPal linanmy, Melbourne, Australia
I wonder if Miss Kelly ever realised the impact she had on
everybody. I don't think there was anyone at the school who was not
afraid of her. I think everyone would have a story to tell about
her. When I started there I did 6 months prep we had three classes
in the hall one on the stage and two on the floor. One day marching
into class Miss Kelly pulled me out of the line and said I believe
you are related to When
I said I was she was breathing fire, she told me that she would be
watching me from now on. My cousin had been in a bit of trouble over
the years, my cousin used to swear Miss Kelly hated her. After this
I believed her needless to say I did my best to stay out of her way.
I wonder if she is still alive and frightening kids?
Oct.2007, GlescaPal memaw, Canada
Och, ah think they jist believed in spsare the rod and spoil the
child, especially since maist of them never hid any weans. Used tae
be ye hid tae gie up yer joab wance ye merried, hence so many
spinsters teaching. Iwindy hiv minded the discipline if it hid been
accompanied wi a bit of good guidance, real life information and
real planning for the world outside school. Bit generally it wis
doled oot due tae the temperament of the teacher, maistly the wans
who pit the fear of the belt intae the weans. Strange how they wur
the wans who felt they hid tae use it maist. Noo, wee Miss McShane
only used the belt wance that ah kin remember an she never hid any
kerry on in her class. Canny even mind whit the wan beltin incident
wis aboot, or who got it. Ah know she wis rid mortified, so ah
wonder if she hid orders fae above tae use it. Think she wrung her
hauns the hale 35 minute period eftir that, jist like Lady Macbeth,
eh? She wis a good teacher, though, ah kin still remember much of
what she taught me. Wish ah'd hid her aw through school.
remember Miss McKerrel? She wis anither wan wi a reputation of a
despot, bit ah thote she wis hilarious. Thre were two Irish sisters,
canny mind their names they wurny nuns, jist sibling sisters a tall
wan an a short, and they never failed tae point oot how low they hid
sunk tae hiv tae teach in Glesga, and how everything wis so much
merr civilised in Ireland an we coodny even talk right, while they
cood. We aw wished they wid go right back an leave us alane. Ah hid
the wee wan fur maths, an ah coodny dae anything right fur her, so
finally ah gave up tryin. Ye only hid tae take maths up tae second
year, anywey, so ah gave it up an took arithemetic insteed, jist tae
O level. Wan day ah'll gie maths anither bash jist tae see if ah kin
dae it in the right atmosphere. Wan day.
Mind the teeny wee netball court? Never actually saw anybiddy using
the rest of the playgrun, though the far end wis level. Mibbe fear
we wid break the windaes of the then new building, where we hid
Mind the huge iron gates? Don;t know if they wur keepin us in or
keepin something oot, bit if yer wur late and the big gates wur
shut, ye hid tae run the gauntlet pas Sister Felicitas, stauning it
the wee door lookin no very felicitas at aw. Enough tae make ye turn
right back roon an go hame,so it wis.
Oct.2007, GlescaPal Josie, California, USA
I had Miss Davidson for Latin also she used to come into the
classroom as if she was flying with her gown all over the place,she
must have been there forever and Miss smith for French, Mother
Philipa was headmistress we were all scared of her and Sister
Felicita was young then ,they used to come and sell waffles to us
from the cooking class ,we went to a bakery round from the school
when we had money ,which was usually Friday lunch money for the
coming week to buy pies and cakes ,i had a great time at school and
lots of terrific girls in my class ,remember getting lots of
homework ,does anyone remember the classes at Freelands it was a
small building off Cathedral st. ,there were just three classrooms ,
it was called doing 6 months Prep can,t remember why we went there
for that time though ,somehow i keep thinking it was because we were
too young to go to the main school......Josie
Oct.2007, GlescaPal Maria, Canada
Just fantastic to read all the old familiar teachers names--McShane,
nice woman, Latin teacher; Davidson, head Latin teacher? She was a
terrifyng person; Miss Kelly should have been committed. She was
unfit to teach; St. Felicitas was too strict; the two Irish sisters
were the McDermott sisters "Big McDermott" taught science and "wee
McDermott" taught mathematics. I think both had spent time in the
States as their accents were Irish/American. Wee McDermott was too
fond of giving the belt to kids who couldn't understand the lessons.
No one mentioned the redoubtable Miss Forbes (mathematics) or Mrs
Roddis the history teacher -she was a fantasic teacher. Mrs.
Fabrizzio the geography teacher was good, too. Talking about Miss
Forbes. I was back in Glasgow after an absence of over 20 years. I
went into a clothing shop and the saleswoman was a former OLSF
student and mentioned Miss Forbes and how she had terrorized her. It
sounds comical, but it isn't and wasn't, as I am sure many girls
quit school because of the mental anguish. Such a pity.
By the way, my maiden name was MacDonald and I lived on Bellgrove. I
attended Charlotte Street from 59 to 62. If anyone remembers me I
would be pleased to hear from them.
Some of the things those teachers did would land them in Court now.
I recall getting 6 of the belt from wee McDermott within one class
period. Not because I was a troublemaker, because honestly I was
scared out of my wits, but I couldn't think of the answers to the
questions, and she went around and around the class asking us over
and over. It was sheer abuse and cruelty. As for the comment about
Miss Kelly checking the labels on the girls' gym knickers. Well, I
never experienced that pleasure, and I am wondering if the girls
were actually wearing them at the time?? Sounds like a bit of a
perversion to me.
When I was into my thirties I decided to go back to school and
surprisingly enough I found that I actually could learn and pass
exams with no trouble. But all that early mishandling certainly can
Oct.2007, GlescaPal linanmy, Melbourne, Australia
Does anyone remember a Mrs Bradley she taught Biology? The only time
my mum went up to the school was because of this woman. After she
slapped one me across the face, and in those days I wore glasses.
The glasses flew off my face and across the room. This was because
she thought I had not done my homework, which I had. Just that it
was in my new jotter which I had not taken out of my school bag. My
mum was furious, she went to Sister Felicitas and then to see Mrs
Bradley. Funny enough Biology was my best subject.
My form teacher before we left Glasgow was a Miss Hughes she was a
great teacher, should have been more like her.
I completed my schooling in Australia at a non Catholic school and
couldn't believe the difference in the teachers. They were actually
human,and did not seem to feel the need to frighten students into
learning. I don't think it was just the teachers at Charlotte St
that were like that. My husband went to a Catholic school here in
Melbourne and he tells stories about how the brothers used to beat
Oct.2007, GlescaPal marymay, NSW, Australia
The same thing happened to me,Linanmy. My mum went up to Mother
Phillipa to complain about wee Miss Gallacher(circa 1953/54),for she
belted me around the back of my neck with a ruler.So that`s where my
brains went!! Mother Phillipa sent for her,and she had to answer to
my mum,and she burst in to tears. I was over the moon to think I was
the cause of having a teacher in tears,when the majority of them had
me in tears at least once a week. I hated that school,and I was
really interested in some of my subjects,but the teachers put me
off. I walked out of school on my 15th birtday,less than 2 months
before the leaving certificate.I always regretted that of course,but
a good teacher would have kept me there,but none showed any
interest. Someone mentioned Miss Forbes. She had everyone shaking in
their shoes,and her brother,Father Forbes was the very same in
Sacred Heart parish.Definitely an aggressive gene at work.
Oct.2007, GlescaPal Beth, Durban, South Africa
do you really think it was a religious thing? There were not many
nuns teaching when i was there, but loads of old spinsters and
widows. Think all schools regardless of creed had horror teachers.
There were nice teachers too. As for Miss Kelly, well she was just a
bitter dried up old woman, and yes I did have my knickers on at the
time. Could somebody please tell me why the knickers had a pocket on
the inside.But you know what? We all came through the experience,
and I am glad. I was taught standards that have stood by me all my
life. My son went to Durban Boys High as opposed to one of our local
high schools, and you should have seen the discipline there. Sure he
complained and at times I was not a happy camper, but when he
started travelling and stayed with my sister for a while, she was
proud when people commented on his manners. There were horror
stories at OLSF but there were also good times and fun.
Oct.2007, GlescaPal memaw, Canada
Unfortunately, some of the dragons who taught us might well have
been the result of similar or worse treatments themselves. I
remember in my last year, our English teacher tried to get us to
give our own opinions about articles in the newspapers. (Finally a
real newspaper in school!!) However, we were by that time all too
submissive an incapable of offering up an idea without being certain
that it was the one expected. We were all 17-18 years old and had
never learned to debate or even to interact with the teacher as a
human being. At that age the classes were small, so pressure of
numbers was obviously not the reason for poor communication. We
didn't trust them and they didn't trust us. This one teacher was
trying to get us to express opinions, but we didn;t know what
opinion she wanted us to express, so she got zilch.
Strange how different teachers came over differently to different
pupils. I aced maths with Miss Bradley, failed miserably with wee
McDermott. My sister who had been one year ahead of me had told me
of Miss Bradley's penchant for flinging dusters and chalk, so ah
knew tae keep me heed doon. No-one could have prepared me for the
sheer nastiness that wee McDermott inflicted upon her captives. She
certainly had no talent for teaching any but those who already had a
good grasp of th subject. She picked on certain pupils
(unfortunately I was one) and made their lives a misery. Hence,
bright pupils faltered under her cruelty, believing themselves to be
dim. Not a good role model, not surprising that few of us felt the
call to teaching at that stage. Hitler would have loved her.
Wee Gallagher wis always nice tae me, never hid a problem wi her.
She must hiv learned her lesson well, Marymay. Ah remember her
science class, aw thae chemicals in unlocked closets fur any nosy
pupil tae mess aroon wi. Jist as well maist of us were too feart tae
touch anything. Ah dae remember some lassies playin wi the mercury
an even takin some hame fur their younger siblings. wonder how their
weans turned oot wi aw that contamination. Imagine whit the health
and safety people wid dae noo!
Great role medels, though!!!! Beat the weans silly, make sure any
spark of initiative is dowsed for as long as possible an hope ye get
tae pension age afore they spill the beans. All backed up by the
establishment. Nae wunner ah'm feart of nuns.
Mind you, if ye went tae a school run by nuns afore Charlotte
Street, ye wur well tobered afore ye set fit in the place, so ye
knew whit tae expect.
These rotten excuses fur teachers live in my memory like a cancer.
Bit the good wans shine brightly in my mind. The poor devils must've
hid a hard time of it among aw the tyrants. Ah always wonder if they
treated each other so badly, or wur they aw sweetness an light in
the staff room?
Oct.2007, GlescaPal Maria, Canada
Re: how the teachers treated each other. I remember a student
teacher coming into Miss Kelly's class. She was everything Miss
Kelly wasn't. She was a big strong looking young woman with a
beautiful fresh complexion, blond curly hair and a big smile. Miss
Kelly treated her like dirt in front of us. It was embarrasing.
Given that I am talking of 45 years ago you can guess it made a
lasting impression on me. I felt so sorry for the student teacher.
Jan 2008, GlescaPal nancy, Canada
Was speaking to the priest at St Mary's last year,he was telling me
Sister Felicitis is still alive and looking after her sister in
England. She must me about 110 by now!
Jan 2008, GlescaPal lizbett, Glasgow
Sister Felicitis. She is approx 90 at the moment. Did you know she
was one on the youngest headteachers of her time(39) quite an
achievment for a woman in those days.
I recall all the stories with the exception of the belt; it
was banned by the time I got there (1966). I left better educated
than friends at other schools and my 4 years there gave me a good
foundation for the following 38 years. Perhaps I was a teachers pet
but the only thing that rattled or upset me was Miss Kelly's
obsession with smells and brown knickers.
PS the McDermott sisters lived next door to my great gran and they
were lovely outside school. They wouldnae help with exams though!!!!
Mar 2008, GlescaPal Eileen,
I was at Charlotte Street from 63 to 67. In particular I remember my
latin teacher, Miss Byrne, also a horrible maths teacher, I think
Miss McCafferty, she wore her hair in plaits round her ears. The gym
teacher was a nightmare as well, forever sending me off to remove my
lipstick, which was my actual lip colour. The school poem thing was
I think - Of courtesy, it is much less than courage of heart or
holiness, yet in my heart it seems to me, that the grace of God is
in courtesy. Is that correct. Does anyone remember that chip shop on
the Gallowgate, Cha Papas or something, you could go upstairs and
sit with a plate of chips at lunchtime.
I might be getting mixed up with the teachers names. I can remember
sneaking out the side door of the old building, we used to get
someone to watch out for Sister F and then we would make a run for
it, skipping the last period before lunch. And we used to "dog"
school, go to the train station in High Street, get changed out of
the uniform and throw our bag with everything in it up on top of the
waiting room area and head off down to the green for a laugh. I
remember getting caught by a couple of prefects and a letter got
sent out to my parents. That was it for me. And when I was a prep I
can remember the older ones used to pour tea or juice into the brim
of our hats and mark the back of our blazers with a big P. It has
really taken me back years reading all this stuff. Do you remember
the sweetie factory up past the barras. Miss McKerrell, English
teacher I think. One year she gave us a project where we had to come
up with an advert and one girl in my class came up with a cracker,
advertising "McKerrell's Sausages" to the tune of Long Live Love by
Sandy Shaw. It was brilliant.
Mar.2008, GlescaPal memaw, Canada
ah mind the auld teacher wi the circular pigtails, there wis a name
fur that hairstyle, canny midn whit it wis. Never hid her.
Strange teh wans that stick in yer heed. Davidson, big bully,
McKerrel, strict bit a great Egnlish teacher, Wee Shanie, lovely wee
wumman, Wee Katie Bradley, wi the great aim, Gallagher, Science and
Gallagher, Spanish, nice women, good teachers, McAuley, languages,
the McDermott sisters, sarcastic witches wi nae souls.
We never hid a clue aboot the history of the old buildings in
Charlotte Street, David Dale college, jow could they hiv neglected
such an important part of Scottish history?
No much of the auld school left, though the "new" part wis only
built in the mid-sixties. Mind the auld spiral staircase and the
dungeon that wis oor gymn? Mind the tablet and the crisps wi the wee
blue packets of salt ye got at lunchtime? Jist whit ye needed afore
a trip tae Glickman's, which is stil there, ah believe, must be over
a hundred years by noo. Ah owe a cuppla root canals tae Glickman's
and the sweetie factory up the road.
Don't remember them hiving a shcool poem or song in ma time. Jist
the motto on the blazer crest "Ex parvo magnus" From a small thing,
a great thing" They musta seen how big aw wis gonny get fae the wee
skelf ah wis then.
Mind aw the latin masses and novenas up an doon the sterrs at
lunchtime. An we aw thote if we made a novena we got a plenary
indulgence. Ah've got enuff o them lined up, ah shooda been a
shoo-in tae heaven, bit ah'm no gau, they tell me noo. Wastit aw
that time when ah cooda been oot smokin wi ma pals!
Mar.2008, GlescaPal Rose, Glasgow
Iwas in olsf from 51/54 a bit before you other ladies, but I can see
the ways of the school did,nt change much in later times. I can
relate to the memories thats been said here, and even the teachers I
can recall, they must have been immortal. As far as I can recall
they were no spring chickens then, or was it the case that whilst
growing into teenage years everyone over 30 looked ancient.
Martins tearoom was where we used to go for hot pies [they
were great] it was situated on the london rd. just up from the
In my time netball was played in the TA hall behind the school and
it wis dirty young soldiers that gawked at us
Apr.2008, GlescaPal Memaw, Canada
Ah never even knew we wur called chocolate drops. Ah dae mind hivn
tae run the gauntlet of prefeects tae get oot the school withoot yer
hat or beret, though, an tryin tae get oot afore they got there, fur
if ye didny wear yer hat or beret, they held ye back an ye missed
yer bus. As if it wisny already obvious whit school we went tae, fae
Ah wonder how many people still hiv their pt skirt, ah think they
Ah know OLSF and St Mungo's have amalgamated, bit ah wonder whit
colour the uniform is these days.
Jul.2008, GlescaPal Jamie, Tenerife, Spain
re,the "belt" the belt wasn't banned till 1975! i should know i got
hit with it right up until i left! does anyone remember katy webster
who was at olsf early 70s' she was my young cousin,and i would make
any excuse to go and meet her at the "chocolate"st gates! oh did i
enjoy clocking all those pretty girls in their uni's "i was at
bernard st at the time"! i lived up at wesleyan st on the
gallowgate,so i had to keep an eye out for the young tongs!lol!
Aug 2008, GlescaPal Lizbett, Glasgow
OLSF Banned the belt well before other schools. I attended from 1966
to 1970 and the belt was banned then. My punishment was
lines......plenty of the. In 1st year I had to write the whole of
Midsummers Night Dream. My crime was talkng in class. It took me
ages. Stopped me talking though!
Mar.2009, GlescaPal Cookie, New Jersey, USA
I attended from 1960 through 1964 - the teacher with the braids
around her ears who taught math was Miss Quail - she never tired of
throwing that duster at my head as I was always talking with my pal
Anne Shanley in class. I remember Miss Kelly in PE she thought
nothing about slapping you on the back HARD! She would be in trouble
for that these days. The tablet was great, the sweetie factory and
the cafe in the Gallowgate also. Glickmans is still there although
the owner has passed on, his daughter is there still, I spoke to her
last year.I remember one dance we had and the boys from St. Mungos
were invited, I thought I was great with my new "stilleto heels"
they were about two and a half inches tall but I felt that I looked
great in them. I have a picture on Friends Reunited, check it out
and see if you recognize any of the faces. I loved the library and
really would love to know what I know now when I attended school
back then, I may have understood what they tried to drill into me
instead of trying to teach the subjects. Ah well,sadly you can't go
Mar.2012, kathleen Bradley (nee mcgahan)
e-mail: message: I wonder if this site is still operating? I
started OLASF in
1935 when I was 4 and a half,
I can remember a Mother Perpetua she was lovely! and a Miss Doherty,
we didnt wear ties then it was a cream silky bow at the neck. I was
evacuated to INVERKIP at the start of war, I'd love to hear from
anyone who can go back this far
|June 2016, Jean Hart, Dinnington, England, Age 70
I lived in Sorn Street, Dalmarnock,went to Sacred Heart from 1951 then Our Lady and St.Francis.I
left Glasgow to join the R.A.F.I would love to contact the pals I had
we used to have great parties and used Ronnies cafe to listen to the
juke box. Hope to hear from you, JEAN HART
|March 2019, Kathleen Sequeira (nee Beattie), Key Biscayne, USA, Age 70
So glad I found this website and l Iaughed at all the stories of the school.
left in 1964, there was a bus strike on and I had to walk to school
from Greenfield, I was 15 and thought to hell with this I can go to
work, I think I left school the next day don't really remember. Cannot
forget some of the teachers though. Miss Forbes was so scary with her
gown flowing as she rushed up the aisles to swat someone, one time I
dogged school as I had not done my homeworks for Forbes class I spent
the day behind the counter of a wee shop my friends aunt had in the
Gallowgate scared as hell.
I can only remember some of the girls I went to school with, Patsy Mc
Cann, Elizabeth McFie, Elizabeth McGroarty. My maiden name is Beattie,
my sister also went to same school but she is older and was
nevertheless clever so the teachers loved her.