Thanks for these memories from Mary F., born 1905
I went to school in Lambhill Street. When I was 5 or 6, I was talking in class to the girl next to me. The teacher put the wastepaper basket in the middle of the floor and I had to stand on it. I was so embarrassed because my skirt went up at the back! My mother went up to the teacher and read the riot act.
And from Peggy Mc, born 1913
I remember going to school. The teacher asked me if I knew anyone in the class and I pointed to Jeannie Bruce. We stayed friends all through school.
One time at Christmas one of the teachers called me out and gave me a lovely wee bag all covered with beads. I don't know what it was for. She must have thought I was awful good.
When I was about five or six, we got word one day that my aunty had died. My mummy sent me to get my big brother Neddy from his class at Broomloan Road school. I was scared going into the classroom, I remember his teacher was Paddy Stocks. He asked me to point out Neddy and I looked up at all the high seats but couldn't see him. He was sitting down at the front - I didn't realise those were the best seats! Neddy took me home down through Graham's Park and we passed a field of turnips. He pulled up two and peeled them and we ate one each.
Peggy: second back row, second from left - click on photo to enlarge
And some fun times at Broomloan Road School, recalled by John M. born 1903
I've a faint recollection of going to school. The teacher asked if I knew anybody. I pointed to a boy who lived next door so she put me beside him. Him and I were pals all the rest of my life. He was Jock Craigie.
In the playground we played football. I was an expert at walking on my hands. I challenged other boys to do the same, but they weren't very successful.
John: back row, second from left - click on photo to enlarge
The teacher on left side is Mister Lister, of whom John still spoke with dread - even into his eighties.