Daisy Bank School

A Memory of Bradley.

Daisy Bank, with the lollipop lady always there and ready to tell you off if you were not concentrating on crossing the road. Playing tick and kiss chase in the playground. Looking after my little sister when she started school, she hated it. Miss Newman, I think she was my first teacher, "now children paint a picture to take home", you were given a piece of newspaper and told to paint it. Threading beads on a piece of string, learning to tie a lace and learning to write your name "a for apple b for ball c for cat" - imagine these memories never go away. Mr Hickman - every one was scared of the big man and the older you got the scarier he became till it was time to leave and you realised he was only human after all.