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ndani kyema, My Story - Ray Moore 62
Finally at the top of the mountain we arrived at the village of Kuling and after walking
a couple of kilometres further, arrived at our new home. It was situated on the side of
the mountain running down from the road, and a small stream could be seen at the
bottom of the valley.
There were two large buildings and the Prep School had the top floor of one of the
buildings. At this stage I was one of the "older boys", and we were located on the
next floor down, and the one below which was the ground floor, was the class room
and general purpose floor. In the basement there was the kitchen and dining room.
Bruce House
McCarthy
House
Playing Field
Tennis Court
The other building housed the older
girls and the hospital. Because it
was on a mountain, the only flat area
was the playing field which had been
flattened out below one of the main
buildings and a couple of tennis
courts just below that. The whole
property was linked from top to
bottom by Pennsylvania Avenue.
This was an unmade road wide
enough to take a cart up and down.
The magic of the place for me lay in two things. Firstly there was the magnificent
scenery. The teachers gave us the freedom to leave the school grounds so long as
we reported to a teacher where we were going, and also that there were a minimum
of three of us. The idea behind this was that if one person was injured, one would
stay with him and the other would go for help. We had great delight in exploring the
hills and valleys in every direction. We climbed up to Monkey Ridge, and could see
back over the school nestling in its idyllic position. Walking a little further over the
ridge we were in Russian Valley, which had housed a lively population of Russian
Finally at the top of the mountain we arrived at the village of Kuling and after walking
a couple of kilometres further, arrived at our new home. It was situated on the side of
the mountain running down from the road, and a small stream could be seen at the
bottom of the valley.
There were two large buildings and the Prep School had the top floor of one of the
buildings. At this stage I was one of the "older boys", and we were located on the
next floor down, and the one below which was the ground floor, was the class room
and general purpose floor. In the basement there was the kitchen and dining room.
Bruce House
McCarthy
House
Playing Field
Tennis Court
The other building housed the older
girls and the hospital. Because it
was on a mountain, the only flat area
was the playing field which had been
flattened out below one of the main
buildings and a couple of tennis
courts just below that. The whole
property was linked from top to
bottom by Pennsylvania Avenue.
This was an unmade road wide
enough to take a cart up and down.
The magic of the place for me lay in two things. Firstly there was the magnificent
scenery. The teachers gave us the freedom to leave the school grounds so long as
we reported to a teacher where we were going, and also that there were a minimum
of three of us. The idea behind this was that if one person was injured, one would
stay with him and the other would go for help. We had great delight in exploring the
hills and valleys in every direction. We climbed up to Monkey Ridge, and could see
back over the school nestling in its idyllic position. Walking a little further over the
ridge we were in Russian Valley, which had housed a lively population of Russian
