Fairmont State University - Mound Yearbook (Fairmont, WV)

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1 1 O 24 [0J 1 1 Fairmont State Normal School ZSK p ' HARRIET M. CHAPPELL Domestic Art Instructor MRS. ALLEDA SNYDER Preceptress Girl ' s Dormitory G( LDIE JANE CONKLIN Secretary to the President

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23 FACULTY HAROLD F. ROGERS, A. M. I ' liysics and Chemistry AMY ROGERS RICE Piano

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25 Eight Years in the Training School Eight Years in the Training School (First) Dear me, how big I felt on that bright September morning ' when I start- ed to school. Time seemed so long I kept calling to mother to hurry for fear 1 should be late. After we reached the school building and 1 had met the teacher, I was told to sit clown in one of the little, red chairs. Our names and ag ' es were taken, and oh, how wise and grown up to be able to say Six years old. ' On the second morning I could hardly wait for the bell to ring. I well remember the day when I proudly hung my books up over my shoulder and put into it my new tablet, pencil, crayons and reader. The First week passed very quickly with stories and play in the morning and no school in the after- noon. Early in the next week our teacher taught us our first song : Now before we work today. We must not forget to pray. To God who kept us through the night. And brought us to the morning light. We sang this every morning ' and one day while we were singing ' Har- old came in whistling, and had ti » De sin wn a: fain where to hang his hat. N sooner had he taken his seat than Forrest came in late saving, 1 didn ' t get up early enough. The teacher soon divided our grades into three classes which she called the Helpers, or best pupils, the Stars or medium, and the Sun- beams or beginners. For a while we had two reading lessons a day, during which our teacher would read us a story and pick out the hard words and write them on the board for us to pronounce. After we were familiar with the story we would play it. The week before Christmas the verv walls of the school- room echoed with our questions about Santa Clans and his pack. Then came our Christmas play and hurrah ! for the holidays! After Christmas we took one of our reading periods for a story-telling club when we would tell the story the teacher had told us the day before. Early in the year we had our first writing lesson. The teacher wrote each name at the top of a piece of paper and told us to copy it. Somehow that fine, new pencil of mine was so big and clumsy that it would not make nice letters like hers. A little later we took up our class called number work, and I found it very hard to understand why two and two always made four and never by any reason five or six, and why two halves of an apple always make a whole one. And would you believe it, 1 learned to count to almost a hundred before the end of school. It was a very natural thing for us to play tag , pussy wants a corner, and turn summersaults, whenever we were tired of sitting or our les- sons dragged. At Easter we had an Easter Party given by Jane Lewis at the school house and Bunnies and Bunny Eggs were very numerous. With light work, much play, some fun, and one deep sorrow caused by the death of a much-loved school mate, the year drew to a close. By that time we had read ten books, (at least most of us had) such as Aldine First Reader, Ald ine Primer, Story Hour, and Natural Method Reader.