tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post3870433467435843497..comments2024-03-22T18:13:10.026-06:00Comments on On the Alberta/Montana Border: AftermathDiane Stringam Tolleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-958023726153003412018-06-29T03:15:57.230-06:002018-06-29T03:15:57.230-06:00When I was in school, the only way to clean those ...When I was in school, the only way to clean those "dusters" was to bang the chalk dust out of them, just as you and Cathy did. I've never heard of a chalkboard spinner and can't imagine how it would work.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-46308734109788425562018-06-28T03:43:06.169-06:002018-06-28T03:43:06.169-06:00Love it Diane! I was right there with you. Great w...Love it Diane! I was right there with you. Great writing :) Thank youJacqueline Escolmehttp://rebuildyourhealthreclaimyourlife.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-28199931343825629782018-06-27T20:27:01.192-06:002018-06-27T20:27:01.192-06:00How interesting about the craving while pregnant. ...How interesting about the craving while pregnant. It's good you could identify it for the doctor.<br /><br />Lol at the label :)jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-71854206203629668332018-06-27T17:41:37.219-06:002018-06-27T17:41:37.219-06:00In the "olden days" we were appointed as...In the "olden days" we were appointed as "monitors" to clean "blackboard" brushes. I'm sure there could be many stories similar to yours on this topic. I admit that in gr 10 I dropped some brushes from the second story so that I wouldn't have to clean them. The next day the number of brushes were the same. So I guess my teacher found and rescued the brushes. Your post brings back good memories.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-80045909024471207572018-06-27T15:58:57.289-06:002018-06-27T15:58:57.289-06:00I have to ask. Did the pills taste as good as you...I have to ask. Did the pills taste as good as your memories of chalk? And suspect the answer was an emphatic no.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-35268861330571727192018-06-27T13:55:06.848-06:002018-06-27T13:55:06.848-06:00What a fun story. I can imagine how much chalk you...What a fun story. I can imagine how much chalk you might have inhaled when you were out cleaning them. I can't imaging craving the taste, though. LOLRebecca Olkowskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17136102257837831028noreply@blogger.com