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Denis Marshall Pickles Norfolk Saturday, January 2, 2016 14:22	School Teachers Brenda Grimes recent comment regarding the teachers she had at the Council school got me thinking about the ones I had during the war. I do believe that Brenda and I might have been taught by the same people. I am ashamed to say that I cannot remember all the names. Perhaps you can help me out Brenda?
Denis Marshall Pickles Norfolk Saturday, January 2, 2016 14:50	I had more to say about School Teachers but I pressed the 'send' button too soon. I can remember Bill Walker very well. He was the Head Master all the time I attended the school, though he never taught me. My last teacher was Rebecca Wilson who rode her bike from Eastburn to Sutton on a daily basis. My recollection is that the bike, an old fashioned, sturdy machine, was too big for her. But she managed. She was firm but fair and I liked her too. I wonder whether the pupils still learn poetry by heart. We had in our class, a lad by the name of Leonard Marklew. I can close my eyes and see him now reciting a poem we had been set to learn. He was word perfect but his delivery was unique. He drew a deep breath and started the verse, never pausing nor drawing another breath until he reached the end of the verse. The teacher in the class before Miss Wilson was 'Miss' Belton, also from Eastburn. I think she lost her husband whilst I was at school - a casualty of WW2. There was a Miss Inglis in the infants but for the life in me, I cannot recall who taught me in Standards 1 and 2.
Brenda Whitaker Queensland Australia Saturday, January 2, 2016 21:22	Denis - Mrs Belton and Miss Wilson are the two dominant in my memory - Mrs Belton used to read to us every Friday afternoon, Emil and the Detectives was one and Les Miserables was another that I remember, I wasn't in her class very long. Andrew Belton, her son, became a doctor and my mother was one of his patients for many years. Miss Wilson was strict but so kind hearted too. Yes she road her bicycle to school complete with basket, as did Mrs Belton. When we passed through Eastburn in August I stopped at the garden where Miss Wilson lived and took a photo, she is a lasting memory for me. I cannot remember all the poems we learned but I do remember many lines from them... better not clog up the page though. Other teachers...?.. bet your brother has all the names !!!
Maurice Atkinson Keighley Saturday, January 2, 2016 22:14	Mine (not necessarily in this order) Mrs Gaskell, Mrs Riddiough (sp), Miss Alderson, Miss Kitchener, Mrs Belton, Mr J.S. Bell, Miss Wilson.
Denis Marshall Pickles Norfolk Sunday, January 3, 2016 16:56	Two names I remember from your list Maurice - Miss Alderson and Stanley Bell. I think Miss Alderson might have taught me in Standard 2 - not sure though. Stanley Bell and I played together in the second row for the Keighlians back in the early 1950's. I learned a few things from him but not at school. One lasting memory of Stanley, a very generous man, stems from a game we played against Wakefield. It was a tight game and Wakefield scored a try under the posts towards the end of the game. It put them in the lead. Stanley stood there applauding the try and congratulating the opposing side only to be admonished by our captain Bram Driver. 'Bl***y fool Bell!' 'It wor a forrad pass or offside but it were nivver a good try.' Wakefield won! And you are probably right Brenda, Alan will remember them all. At least the teachers who taught him!
Maurice Atkinson Keighley Sunday, January 3, 2016 18:18	I have to say that Stanley Bell was my favourite teacher, with Mrs Wilson a close second.
Alan Pickles Bingley Sunday, January 3, 2016 19:44	Thanks for the introduction, Brenda. My memory of the Council School staff starts with Mrs. Townson. and Mrs Reddiough in the primary. We slept, or were supposed to, most of the afternoon whilst in this section. Beds were provided so we didn't get into trouble for so doing. We then moved through the door from the primary into the school proper to be met by Miss Alderson. Next room to her was Miss Ingleson, she of the long brown bloomers. These were always on show whenever she leaned over to help a student with a problem during class. The legs of the attire came down to her knees and were sealed by elastic. She came from Skipton and left the school shortly after I moved on to Mrs. Belton's class. Miss Kitchener took over from her. Mrs. Belton was Andrew's mother. He was treated the same as all the other students and shown no favouritism. I then moved up into Miss Wilson's class. For some reason I never sat in the top area of the hall which was eventually used as a classroom. Mr. Haggart was the first teacher to use that area. Mr. Walker never took a class as far as I can remember but occupied the office at the bottom end of the hall emerging to take the assembly in a morning and the football in the park. Cricket season saw him taking the bat to anyone brave enough to bowl to him in the top playground. He used to delight in hitting the ball into the park. My main memory of him was being on the receiving end of his cane for six of the best on my rear end. When I arrived home that afternoon my mother wanted to know why my trousers were torn. His cane must have been broken as it tore the seat of my pants with every stroke. He and Mrs. Walker made me very welcome some years later after they had moved house to Wakefield and I was invited to visit them whilst on a Course as a Police Cadet. I have no doubt at all that I deserved the thrashing and reminded him of it whilst there. No permanent damage caused. All the teachers had one thing in common, they all knew how to write "Must try harder" on my reports. Many happy memories as well.
Alan Pickles Bingley Monday, January 4, 2016 19:07	Pass the humble pie. Rather a large piece I think. I have just been looking at the Gallery and under 1947 there is a picture of a Mr. Kitchen's class. Those in that photo are a year younger than myself, Alec Bottomley, Peter Weatherall , etc. He must have been there whilst I was but I cannot for the life in me remember him. Did he stay long? Which room did he occupy or was he in the hall? I had better stop digging before I get too far in.

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