tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6619816076262367330.post3569753032544559720..comments2024-03-27T09:42:21.306+11:00Comments on The History Buff: The Upper CanalAndrew Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00372672814907230105noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6619816076262367330.post-17630458767588223122020-10-02T14:15:50.688+10:002020-10-02T14:15:50.688+10:00I was a student at St Gregs, there were stories of...I was a student at St Gregs, there were stories of students going for a swim through the big tunnel near the school and coming out the other end with scrapped and bleeding faces...<br /><br />I hope that more information can be added regarding the school... not many people living in those new houses out at Apil road would realise they live in the middle of an old rodeo ground. And I wonder in the stragglers at the school cross country runs still get wipped by the teachers to hurry them along.. have have very few fond memories of the school... if you were not good at sport then you were ingnored. And when teachers have things like "Excalibur" (a foot long leather strap an inch thick) to hit you with, you can understand why.. My bother jump out of a class window and ran home once.. Besides the piggery and the dairy, the most amazing this there was the memory of Brother Clarence who knew every single boys name in the place when calling you out accross the playground.... he litterally knew every single name.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com