Being required to sit for an hour and a half at a school desk was tolerated only by the fact that after that time we were liberated by recess.

A poem.

While walking to school, I was glad to get a ride from any auto going my way. One neighbor had a Model T Ford and on occasion would come puttering down the road. When going my way, he would offer me a ride. This offer was accepted with a certain amount of misgiving on my part.

A poem.

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The last part of November was preparation time for the big Christmas program at my country school.