Remembering Some Of My Childhood Days

I remember we moved to a house in a little town.
We lived across the street from the school.
God bless us there all around.
I started in first grade to learn the golden rule.

My teacher's name was Miss Hessie I tell.
Five days a week she would ring the bell.
On the second floor they had a play.
They dressed the boys in dresses that day.

I had a friend that wanted me to go home with he.
He lived way out in the country I did not know.
One day I just got on the bus and when home with Ken.
I forgot to tell my mother and she worried about me.

God was with me the bus went down many dirt roads.
I was shocked Ken' family used only lamps there.
But they welcomed me without despair.
We ate supper and went to bed after prayers.

The next morning we boarded the bus back to school.
The teacher had told my mother she saw me get on the bus.
So everything was all right and there was no fuss.
I had a lot to learn of God from those days of trust.


Our house had a nice well on the back porch,
My Dad drew cool water from it and very clean.
The water bucked with dipper was in the kitchen to.
God gave us our water there good and pure it is true.