Llangefni British School

by Anon
(England)

Hi Wil

Unlike the Terible Twins I enjoyed myself at Ysgol British Llangefni.

Having read their exploits I expect I was better behaved (bit of a goody two shoes). I bet they were the ones that used to play on the piles of coke in the playground!! For in those days there was no central heating but coke fires in every classroom and unless you were lucky to have a desk by the fire you were freezing.

In the main the teachers were okay. Miss Jones infants-nice, Miss Roberts standard 1- nice, Miss Williams standard 3 - Oh Dear Me!

You had the chance to be milk monitor or even ring the bell for playtime, but usually this was only for teachers favourites. Alas, I was never one of those, but in the main it was a good time when you learned but also had a childhood unlike many schools today where you have to grow up so quickly.

The only fly in the ointment were the toilets, the outside loos were horrible. I bet those twins were some of the boys that made us little girls loathe using them!

Still looking back it wasn't all bad and warm days when we could have our lessons outside on our large playing field are so far away now but happily remembered.

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Dear Ms Anon

Miss Williams Standard 3? That was Miss Williams Benllech, yes? Unlike naughty boys AND naughty girls, I did get to ring the bell at break time, although I never got to sit next to the coke fire.

There was also Miss Jones Gwalchmai and Mrs Jones Talwrn.

It was also a cruel time whose memory makes me very uncomfortable when I think of the poor children of today. More of them today. We'd queue up for lunch outside the canteen. Boys one side, girls the other then would go out the call for Free School lunches and they would have to step forward to queue separately. Poor kids.

The outside toilets were also gloriously appallingly bad and smelly, despite Mr Jones Caretaker's best efforts. I think we boys used to compete for who could pee highest up the wall. Would you young ladies have had a go at that?

My father told me about Mr Jones Caretaker after they marched on Remembrance Sunday. Mr Jones served in the Far East during the War and was Mentioned in Dispatches after he crawled out into the open under searing enemy fire and pulled a friend back under cover.

How many of you out there knew that about Mr Jones. I always think of him and that incident when I see his son, Richard. I believe he would have received an Oak Cluster for his astonishing courage.

On Friday afternoon in Summer we would pay rounders on the school yard with Mr Looms (he of the Bastille) in charge. We would play football until we were dragged back into class.

You're right Ms Anon. They were lovely times.

Happy Easter

Wil