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Students of all ages came

And studied, side by side.

Classroom hours and harvest time

Quite often, would collide.

Most of my attendants

Walked to class from miles around,

Some rode in on horseback,

Or a buggy ride was found.

The bathroom was an outhouse -

That stood out behind the trees -

You hurried in the winter,

So your bottom wouldn’t freeze.

Those hardwood floors were gleaming,

The reflection caught my eye -

As I began to daydream,

I heard the schoolhouse sigh…

"Many famous people

Were educated here -

Doctors, farmers, lawyers

And a railroad engineer.

All of them had hopes and dreams

And I helped every one;

There was lots of hard work -

And there was lots of fun.
:

Excerpt:

There were no computers,

No lights and no T. V.,

There was not even such a thing

As electricity.

The windows on my western wall

Were placed to utilize

The benefits of daylight

And the warmth from winter skies.

The teacher had a lantern

That burned kerosene, for light;

Often, she would be up,

Grading papers, late at night.

Someone walks into an old, one-room schoolhouse and starts to
elaborate on what it was like, back in the heyday of the old school.
Being mesmerized by the gleam in the old hardwood floor, the
narrator drifts into a daydream where the school itself takes over
with the telling of the tale.
Life was completely different in those days - we tend to forget what
it was like before cell phones and ipods, much less what it was like
before electricity!
Read the nine-verse excerpt below, to get a real glimpse into this
story...

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written and illustrated by Jancy Morgan and Tom Dunn

The illustrations
seen here, of
children at play
at an old-time
schoolyard, are
actually clipped
and pasted from
our book "If This
Old Tree Could
Talk To Me" -
click on the "tree
tale" button to
learn more!