MEMOIRS OF SCHOOL STREET VILLAGE: Another teacher photo!

MEMOIRS OF SCHOOL STREET VILLAGE

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The "Village", as it was called, is located in the northwest corner of the city of Taunton, Massachusetts U.S.A. It covers about 1 square mile with the center being School Street. A large portion of the Village population was Portuguese when I was growing up.

This blog covers a lot of the history of the Village, much to do with my years as a child there: 1940 through the late 1950's. I do have many wonderful photos and information prior to that that and will share those as well. Always looking for MORE PHOTOS AND MORE STORIES TO TELL.

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I am looking for any and all photos of the Village...

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Monday, October 15, 2012

Another teacher photo!

This is a picture of Miss Buckley from 1953. She was the second grade teacher at Fuller School. I remember Miss Lynds, Miss Coleman and Miss Hoye. If I had a problem in school, since we lived only a few houses away , my parents would be informed before I even left the school yard. Of course, I might have played a game of marbles with my bag of agates, especially my cat's eye, before I left. Just the same there was very close communication between parents and teachers. We were expected to have respect for teachers and all adults. It was a way of life that I fear we are losing. It was like talking in the movies- it was not allowed- but that is another story. Remember Saturdays at the movie theater?

Kathleen Souza Campanirio