Now in all fairness one has to pay tribute to the teachers at the primary school level. They form the foundation of our education. I attended E.W Hobbs Primary School in my days. Back then school was still cool, the teachers gave it their all and the learners were still learners. We were truly proud to be “Hobbsies”.
My first day at school was rather exciting as its for any new grade one. I was dressed for success, and marched my short little self boldly into the school gate. Reality kicked in when I approached my classroom, my mother and I walked pass the first class when suddenly through the window of what would be my class, a boy jumped desperately trying to get away. He was caught by another parent, the door opened and my soon to be teacher emerged and quickly took him back into classroom. I remember standing frozen and concerned this was not what I imagined school to be like.”I want to go home! what are they doing to the children in there?” I asked my mother. Her response was “ag man hy is net stout”. I walked into the class, greeted the teacher, said goodbye to my mother and was shown to my seat. Turns out that my mother was right it all turned out well, the teacher was not a monster after all. Primary school was great and thanks to the teachers who gave of them self unselfishly we all have our own little success stories to share today.
Viva Hobbsies Viva
Yusuf Bowes - “The one & Only”
Class of ‘94