| Description | Assorted draft manuscripts of unidentified and untitled short prose pieces about Causley and teaching, n.d.
Begins: "I've, always a bit suspicious of funny - or allegedly funny - stories about schools and schoolchildren - especially if they're told by non-teachers. So often, they don't seem to ring true..."
Begins: "One of the things that most impressed me about children in all my years as a schoolteacher is their heroic quality..."
Begins: When I was a child in Cornwall we always went to the same place for our Sunday School outings. To Polzeath, on the North Coast - a village, a cafe, one or two shops, a great gleaming sweep of salty sand..."
Begins: "I always found teaching an extremely tough job - mentally, emotionally, and especially physically. But one of its richest rewards is that, with luck, one learns much more than the children. Certainly one of the best lessons I ever had in my life came from a nine-year old boy called Johnny Wilks..." |