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Drummond
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| Photography by David
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| As part of the “Threads”
residency at Drummond Community High School, artist-in-residence
Jeanette Sendler has worked with a group of pupils exploring
the theme of memories. Pupils have each created a “coathanger”
of letters, poems, embroidery, photographs and memorabilia as
a tribute to a special person in their lives. |
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Foreword:
by The Scottish Storytelling Centre
Young people are natural
storytellers. The "StoryMakers" project was inspired by
a wish to open the door to young people's creativity, giving them
opportunities to listen to stories and to play with them through
different media. Aside from being entertaining, stories act as wonderful
springboards for the imagination and stimulate ideas, activities
and understanding. Storyteller Jess Smith, who was involved in the
project, was born into a Traveller family in Aberfeldy. When she
was five years old, her parents purchased a 1948 single decker bus
and set off on the open road, where Jess began gathering stories
of her life. |
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She
has passed these on to the pupils of Drummond Community High School.
This idea of sharing stories and memories has been the inspiration
for “Coathanger People” |
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Stories
from class '1A2'.....2005 |
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I remember
when it was Christmas and my granny came round for tea. I stayed up
all night till three O’clock because my gran kept telling me
lots of interesting stories. I liked her stories so much that I didn’t
want to go to bed. Although some of her stories were so scary that
I never wanted to go to bed. Anyway, I finally went to bed because
I was really sleepy. I still have a locket and a ring she gave me
and I still remember the teddy bear she bought me that I begged for,
I called it Togo. It’s still in my room. I always remember my
grandma by that bear! |
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| One
day, 19th of February 2004, my niece was born. I remember I
was watching the television, I can’t remember what I was
watching. My brother got a call, the person said she had a little
girl called Skye. |
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I
remember the very next day I went to the hospital. I got to
hold her. She was so pretty; she was wearing a pink vest with
teddy bears on it. She fell asleep on me and when my mum took
her of me I had a dead arm, then I went home.
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My memory
of my grandpa was when I was really young and I used to go to McDonalds
with my Grandpa and count how many 26 buses there were in the street. |
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My dad always
cares about me. When I fall he picks me up. When I cut myself he puts
a plaster on it. When I make a mess he cleans it up. When I lose my
temper he calms me down.
He helps me with work when he can. |
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When my brother
was 2 years old he was very sick and my dad and mum told the
local doctor who told them to take him to the hospital. The
doctor admitted my brother in the hospital and started the
treatment. |
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The first
two days my dad and mum were very worried and they didn’t sleep.
Then after two days my brother was feeling better. Me and my younger
brother were at home with our grandad and granny. |
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| Then 1 day later
the doctor said that Osaf is alright now, you can take him home
and then my dad and mum brought my brother home and we were
really pleased. |
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I remember
when I was 5, I had the chickenpox. My granny Margaret took care
of me. She made me chocolate rice crispy cakes.When I was 7 in the
summer holidays, me, my gran and my granda went to the Botanics.
It was a warm summer’s
day, the sky was bright blue. I felt happy to be with them. We
saw loads of squirrels. We went in the greenhouse and we saw fish
in the pond. Granny Margaret smelled of roses, she always made
her hair curly. She always wore a skirt.
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| My memory
is when me and my grandpa were in the house. We were watching t.v.
The house started to shake. It was and earthquake. I fell and hit
my back off the table, my grandpa took me outside and my mum and granma
were at the neighbour’s house but they were alright. One of
my friends was quite badly hurt, he was running down the stairs and
he fell all the way down. He broke his arm and his leg. |
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