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Games We Used To Play...The School has recently been decorating the playground for Playground Games - marking out areas for games, hopscotch beds and so on. Several Former Pupils have written to us about the games they used to play, in the playground and outside their houses. The Editor will print more here, when he gets time, but please send us your recollections - the more the merrier. "We girls used to have lots of fun in the playground, whole gangs of us playing 'ropes' and chanting as we skipped, 'Who's got feet like Sammy Dreep, ______ _______!', 'Down in the valley' and numerous others. "Girls seemed to get along better together then and as most of us had no TV we made our own interests and were outside playing a lot. "We played marbles, had terrific slides in the playground when it was frosty until Mr. Duggan our 'Jannie' left and Mr. Jamieson came along to put salt on them. Many of us had 'tackets' on our shoes to help the wear, or we would have had some big holes. "We exchanged 'Scraps' in winter in the shed. The equivalent would be stickers now I guess. 
"We played a lot of 'beds', known as hopscotch here (Moira lives in Toronto now), but we had three different kinds of beds, round beds where if you got into the centre and back out safely you put your initials in a square and nobody else could land in it, as well as six squares, where we did all kinds of different things like hitting the peever with your toe, the side of your foot etc. "We used to use old shoe polish tins for peevers but sometimes we got a piece of marble from the stone maker across from the cemetery and if we were lucky they would round it off for us.
"I wonder if the girls now play two ball and even three ball like we did
against a wall. We chanted and did actions - plainy, clappie, rollio (rolled
our hands), backy, right hand, left hand, right leg (under the leg), left
leg, touch your heel, touch your toe, touch the ground, big birlio!!! Ah,
these were the days. We were so carefree."
"...Other memories are of skipping in the playground, and swapping scraps with friends. "I also remember being sent to Mrs Howie's (the HT following Mr
Garven) office to be told off for pushing my little sister into the boys'
playground!"
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