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Grimsleyville School/Upper Buchanan County
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        Upper Buchanan County in Southwest Virginia has always been a dreary place due to the fact that it is surrounded by mountains on either side with steep cliffs of sandstone. Moonshining, making of illegal alcohol, and the consumption of such did not help this situation. It is a place where lumber industries and coal mining dominated the economics. Lumber companies and coal mining companies have always raked off the largest share of profits to be had in the county. Their ‘company’ stores controlled the lumberjacks and miners’ ability to ever get ahead. Charging three prices for items that could be gotten cheaper elsewhere was as common as the ‘soup beans’ the miners ate for breakfast, dinner and supper. Outside of farming, where would anyone find other employment? No wonder the miners drank to forget….
        The small, two roomed schools where children of these mountain folk of Buchanan County attended were hot in summer and very cold in winter. These schools were at the mercy of a school board in Grundy, the county seat. They seemed to care little for the mountain children. Thank God, things have gotten better as time passed. Had they been required to spend one winter in one of the small schools, they would have done a better job of policing them.
       As it was, the teachers depended on the larger boys to tend the stoves. Whoever arrived first would be required to build the fire, after first having shooed the roosting hoot owls off the long stovepipe. One time one of the boys stuck his tongue to the stove and could not extract it until the stove heated up and melted the frost. The boy ended up with a sore tongue for a few days afterwards.
        Coal was used to heat the rooms and had to be hauled in by someone contracted by the county. Usually the coal was of a lesser grade therefore making it difficult to start the fire and having the room heated before the other students arrived. Sometimes snow and ice had formed on the coal pile and the coal would be too wet to burn and would put out the fire. This caused much consternation on the part of the teachers. They had much more responsibility than the school board that hired them. The heaters were of the Burnside variety, burning one up on one side and freezing him to death on the other.
        The floors of the schools were of rough pine which had to be oiled in order to keep the dust down. Children who went to school barefooted, and there were many in springtime, would oftentimes get slivers in the bottom of their feet. Barefoot season was from May until the first frosts. If a child wore shoes during that time he was either going to church or a special event requiring him to ‘spruce up’. When a student wore shoes every day, he was referred to as ‘hifalutin’.
        At Grimsleyville School, one room was referred to as the ‘little’ room where first through third grades attended. The ‘big’ room was for fourth through seventh grades. The greatest goal of those in the little room was to be in the big room. It seemed to their young minds that this was a major promotion. Children who failed any grade in the first through third were tormented by the other children.
        “You didn’t make it” ha ha ha ha ha haaa! “Now you have to be with the little kids”.
        It was not unusual to see children who were a head taller playing with the ‘little room’ children. It was often said of these children,
        “He packs a razor in his lard bucket”.
        Water was always a hard thing to obtain in these schools. There was invariably a ‘pump house’ containing a large pump with a huge steel handle. This handle had to be pushed up and down in order to extract water from the well underneath. Talk about a hernia maker! If a larger student did not happen to be present to help a younger student, the younger student usually went back to the room without a drink. Most students were so poor they didn’t have a drinking cup of their own. Cups were devised by rolling up a piece of pulp paper into a cone and then trying to hold the water long enough to get one’s lips wet. Needless to say, most small children went thirsty throughout the whole day.
        Toys for the children were scarce or nonexistent. The county did not provide any balls or bats for baseball. Sometimes the head teacher would bring toys paid for from her own pocket. The children usually found a stout limb or sapling and made a bat. The ball was usually one that a more fortunate student brought to school. This ball was guarded like a precious jewel. If it landed in the creek, it would have to be laid up in the cloakroom for a period of time until it dried out. Sometimes the end result was a twisted, deformed mass of leather. It was played with nonetheless.
        The playgrounds were of native soil. Roots and rocks protruding up were tripping hazards. More than one child broke an arm or bruised themselves badly by tripping. If one of the children brought a basketball to school, a bushel basket was punched out at the bottom and, thusly, basketball was played. Ever try to bounce a basketball on rocky soil? The ball will go careening off in any direction instead of the way one wanted it to go. The basket only lasted a short time. If it rained over the weekend, goodbye basket!!
        Hard rubber balls were used for “Annie over”. The ball would be thrown over the roof of the school and if one on the opposing team caught it, he would run around the building and tag as many of the opposing team as possible. These tagged ones had to stay on the ‘taggers’ team thereby increasing the number of the team. Sometimes the ‘tagger’ would choose to throw the ball at an opposing team member. That hard rubber ball would really sting. When one side or the other was diminished, the team with all the students was declared the winner. This game required a great amount of energy, integrity, and patience.
        Another great pastime was to go down by the creek and dig arrowheads. A lot of students were archaeologists and did not realize it. Quite a few large and beautiful arrowheads were found on the banks of Grassy Creek. The old Cherokee trail ran parallel to the creek and the native tribes would most assuredly camp in the bottoms and level places alongside the creek. This is where the Grimsleyville school site was chosen. Built by Tom Grimsley, an early inhabitant, the school was named for him. Many times Tom and his descendants would be plowing the fields next to the creek and would unearth all varieties of artifacts of the Native Americans that inhabited the region before the Europeans. Ah, to have those artifacts now….
        If a forest fire broke out near the school the larger boys were excused to fight the fire. Every boy knew where the fire equipment was kept and a mad dash would be made as soon as “FIRE!” was called out. These fires sometimes lasted several days and the boys would only be required to fight the fire until men arrived from the mines. More capable hands would take over so that the boys could go home to tend their chores that awaited them.
       The two teachers remembered most by those who attended Grimsleyville School in the forties were Murtis and Lucy Wade. They were transplanted Easterners and didn’t quite understand the mountaineer children. Nevertheless, those under their tutorship were shaped into, mostly, model students who moved on to Garden High School. Some of these students went on to become very good examples of how a ‘hillbilly’ can accomplish anything that a student of better means can accomplish if given the means to do so.