TRAVELLING TO SCHOOL
We rode our ponies to school, with the syces riding and leading them home. On the days we did not ride we loaded up our bags on our 2 Irish Wolfhounds,
walking them across the vlei and parked them in a convenient bit of school shade for the day.
LIONS AND SNAKES
Break Times were occasionally lost to lion striding across the games pitches oblivious to our needs to go and play skipping and marbles. We scared the snakes away with metal dustbin lids and wooden spoons.
GAMES
We had no bibs as far as I can remember. Even the girls were skins or shirts!
TEACHERS
Miss Gumoes taught us country dancing and read us wonderful books. Mr Jupp threw a few board rubbers at those less attentive.
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THE RAWNESS OF AFRICA ALWAYS LURKED IN THE BACKGROUND GROWING UP IN KENYA
KICKED BY MY PONY, TWINKLE
In 1968 I managed to get kicked by my pony. He took off my nose requiring 24 stitches. I had 6 months off school and another 3 months on half days. My friends thought I 'skived' school for an awfully long time.
AN ENTREPRENEUR OF NOTE
A Banda peer, I forget his name, was caught by a crocodile at Buffalo Springs and a human chain and a panga set him free. He used to charge us 10 cents to see his scars.
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MEMORIES FROM MELANIE WRAY - 1967 to 1972
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