This one and only photo I have of my portentous year there (1951-52) is all I have as proof that my sojourn there existed!I am in the middle of the photo, at the back, amongst the grade six boys. Note to our left, the rope to put up and take down the school flag (Union Jack, of course) and above our heads the school bell. When I look at those young faces, I am transported back to that year. I remember each and every one of them as if I had just said good-bye to them yesterday. Some of the characters in my book resemble some of those dear, earnest, hard-working kids slightly, but I took much creative license, believe me! Blame it on the novelist’s penchant for exaggeration.
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