Not just any old school, but the Vestly School, which my mother attended from 1931 - 1934. It's been taken care of of voluntary members of the community, and reverently kept in original order.
My first cousins arranged a gathering there two years ago.
The classroom had two blackboards, one for learning sheet music, the other for writing and mathematics. There used to be an old piano. My mother took up playing the piano at the age of 70. She still remembered the codes from her childhood. Wall charts were daily used in lack of advanced books.
Wall chart illustrating the stone age in Norway.
I guess my Mother sat and looked dreaming out on the beautiful Jaer-scenery by this desk.
Until the doors opened and they were free to leave for the day.
My mother outside Vestly School ca. 1932, first row, number two from the left.
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