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Pioneer student remembers days of the old school yard

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mike Waddy holding Whitestone Flag and Frik de Beer

 after unveiling the Sun Dial in 2007

When you are old and grey what will you have to say about the old school days.

So much happens so fast in this 21st Century world, one wonders whether anything special will stick in the mind, to be recalled 70 years down the line.

Someone who does remember is Mike Waddy, one of the first pupils to attend Whitestone School when it opened in 1942.

Classes were held on the verandah of the headmaster’s house, while the new school buildings were still going up.

Whitestone was then in the middle of the bush, a good 13km from the centre of Bulawayo and while that may not seem so great a distance today, at that time it was a long way to go to school.

When the classrooms were built, so were dormitories … for those boys who lived at such great distances that they could not travel to and from the school every day.

Mike, who lived in Middlesex Road, Hillside, used to catch the school bus, which in later years was pursued up the road by Bobby Richardson’s dog, Jock, who would spend the day waiting outside the classroom for his master to go home.

You have to remember that in those days, the vehicles weren’t what they are now, so it can’t have been hard for the dog to keep up.

The bus often could not make it across the stream on Whitestone Way, because it would be flooded by the rains and then a public holiday was declared for the day scholars.

This being the middle of World War II, there was an aerodrome in Burnside, not that far from the school.  Troop carriers, taking men to war in North Africa and Europe, used to land there for refreshments.

The Whitestone boys would watch the planes coming in to land, whole flotillas of Dakotas often filling the sky.

One of them crashed and all those aboard were killed one day.

In the school yard, under the ancient fig tree which still graces the grounds, the Royal Air Force parked an out-of-service Harvard, one of the early training machines used to teach pilots how to fly.

The aircraft became part of the boys’ world as they climbed aboard and pretended to be fighter pilots soaring in the sky and saving the free world from the tyranny of Hitler and his Nazis.

While the war took up  much of the children’s thoughts, they were relatively safe in Bulawayo, far from the battlegrounds of Europe and so there were plenty more to occupy them … especially cricket and rugby.

The arch-rivals of the day were the boys from Rhodes Estate Preparatory School (REPS), but in 1946 Whitestone acquired a secret weapon.  A former sergeant major who had served in the Far East for many years became their sports-master and he drilled the lads like platoons of soldiers.

Gerald Ledebor was a veteran, not only of the war, but of the game of cricket, having coached the national team.  He turned the Whitestone first 11 into a first class team, which regularly whipped REPS, Milton and the Plumtree under-13 team.

Prior to that they’d struggled a bit under the tutelage of Mr Oliver, a Canadian who joined the school in 1944 and wasn’t overly sure of the difference between cricket and baseball, so taught a strange but hilarious combination of the two.

Mike was an opening batsman for Whitestone in his final year, pairing with Andrew Thompson.

Their top scores were always in the 30s, reflecting the value of the opposition bowling.  Mick Gammon was captain of the side.

During one afternoon game, Mike was fielding when there was a “huge roar” from the sky as a meteorite passed over, falling in Riverside.

Mike finished at Whitestone in 1947 and went on to Plumtree Boys High in ’48.  Not a great fan of school he left in ’52 and went to work for Barclays Bank where he met his wife.

Later he left the bank to join his father in the real estate business (C.A. Waddy & Co) and then went on to buy Paint World as his children were then at university and extra money was needed to cover the fees.

His father, Cyril, meantime, had bought land in the eastern Matopos about 1947 so Mike spent many days roaming the area, exploring the caves and hills.  One of those caverns was to later become Big Cave Camp, a popular tourist destination opened in 1985 and now run by Mike’s son.

Since the 1960s,  the Waddy family had been sowing the Matopos with trees and aloes. Roy Stevens was instrumental in developing Mike’s interest and the two “dragged” their children all over the area, thus creating in them a love of trees and wildlife.

Speaking of which reminded Mike that among the other great Whitestonians of his day was Colin Saunders who went on to become a doctor, developed the Chiredzi Hospital and was a leading light in the world of wildlife conservation.

“There are a few of us still left,” he said, although the original class of ’42 is thin on the ground and scattered far and wide across the planet.

Headmaster’s Comment

The aircraft that so many Old Boys refer to has long since disappeared, we know not where, but it has left an indelible memory.  Perhaps the time has come to find another old “aircraft shell” to place in the school grounds.

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LETTER FROM JULIAN OVER

I have just found the school's website - nice job !  I did wonder whether the school had survived Zimbabwe's vicissitudes, especially given its rather rural location.  I am so glad that it has - I have fond memories, especially of Frank van Heijst and the Pennington brothers.  I also remember Mr Carroll, Irish, I think, who used to clip one about the ear if one were stupid; and Miss Swan, who taught us to swim.  Was there a Miss Winters  And Samson, the head waiter, who could carry 13 plates at once.  Mrs Maclean, who taught Afrikaans and group singing.  Sorry, getting sentimental.

Is the Harvard aircraft still there?  Played on that all the time.  I remember when the swimming pool and the new classroom block were built (the first time any of us had seen fluorescent lights) and when the Rondavel burned down.  And cricket under Mr Ledeboer.

I went on to Michaelhouse, did a year at Cambridge (which I did not like), then went into my father's business in Salisbury.  When the Federation broke up, I started a new business in Zambia and, when that country went downhill, moved to England with my family - wife Gill, who died 4 years ago, children Kathryn (granddaughter Grace) & Michael (granddaughter Francesca, grandson Max).  I worked for IBM for 30 years as a software engineer and retired in 2003.  Now married to Anthea, no more children.
 
In 2005, we started to build a new house, mostly with our own hands, and finished it this year, though we had been living in it in the meantime. We have 3 acres in rural Wiltshire and keep various animals.
 
I recently met another old boy, Nigel Charteris, who is now an electrician here and just happened to be the son of the husband of a very old friend from Zim, and who became the electrics consultant on our house.  Small world!  I will pass your website address to him.

Julian Over

1947 - 1952

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IN MEMORIAM

Mary Lane

Mary Lane, matron at Whitestone School from 1957 to 1973, passed away on 12th November 2010 at the age of 101 years and 5 months.

Mary was born on 11th June 1909 in Surbiton, Surrey, England. She trained as a children’s nurse and during the Second World War worked as an assistant matron at an evacuation center in Taunton, Somerset, where she cared for children who had been removed from London to escape from the German air raids. After the war, Mary helped Brian and Elizabeth Adams with their children Robin, born 1946, and Christopher, born 1950. She immigrated to Zimbabwe in 1950 with the Adams family and settled in Bulawayo. In 1957, she joined the staff at Whitestone, where she served as matron until her retirement in 1980. Upon her return to England, she lived in Newmarket, Suffolk and, for the past 10 years, at Hargrove House, Stansted Mountfitchet.

Neither Mary, nor her brother Dan, who also lived into his late 90s, were married so she leaves no immediate family. However, Mary was an integral part of the Adams family and will be greatly missed by Robin (Whitestone 1955-1959) and Christopher (Whitestone 1958-1962). Mary will also be remembered by several generations of other Whitestone families. For many of the timid first year boarders she was a mother figure with her office functioning as a place of refuge, not to mention the source of under the counter sweets and snacks.

Although Mary did not get her first driving license until she was 50, she was an inveterate traveller going all over Zimbabwe in her yellow Morris Minor as well as paying periodic visits to her bother Dan and lifelong friend Ruby Swabey in England. Later in life, a number of the old boys invited her to help out with their children during vacations and after her official retirement. Mary even travelled to the United States in 1977 to help Robin and his wife Judith immediately after the birth of their son William.

Mary was a determined walker, an ingrained habit from her childhood that survived the hot African sun and helped to keep her independent and active into her 90s.

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197.......?

Who was the Teacher?

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1985 STAFF

 

We still have four members of staff at Whitestone

Mrs Gail Ward (nee Cromar)

Mrs Mez de Beer (nee Stuttaford)

Mrs Ingrid Charsley

Cosmos Mahiya

"Spot the FOUR survivors!"

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WHITESTONE CLUB SCOUTS TROOP 1973

 

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My name is Philip Calothi and I was at Whitestone from 1960 until 1964 when I lived in Livingstone, Northern Rhodesia , where I was born. The Headmaster at the time was Anthony Cheetham, a wonderful man for those tough times when no mercy was given or taken by staff and boys alike. I was brought up there under the guidance of other icons like “ GP” Pennington, “Wormy” Womersley, Mike Nash, Miss Lane and Miss Wyatt and I have cherished my memories of that wonderful place.

CLASS OF 1964 LEAVERS

Here is the 1964 school photo of the Standard 6 school leavers:

Front row:  Calothi,  Unknown, Peel, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Burt

Middle row:  Braithwaite, Haile, Beckerleg, Anthony Cheetham, Halstead, Kaufman, Huddleston

Back row:  Unknown, Agg-Manning, Coulsen, Enotiades, Miller, Taylor , Unknown, Unknown, Jacobsen

MEMORIES FROM IAN ATKINSON

From a fading memory I arrived in April 1971 to spend two weeks in 3B before joining 3A and left from 5A in July 73 to go to school in England.  I was living in Malawi at the time so it made for a longer journey to school.  Mr Cheetham was the head at the time and I blame him for me being sent to a place in the Yorkshire Dales called Giggleswick on account of him knowing the Headmaster at Catterall Hall.
I have some happy memories of horse riding on a Thursday and sailing on the Matopos Dam at the weekend, a sport that I still enjoy if in much larger vessels on choppier waters.  On the down side I have come to the conclusion that after hearing Mr Nash instruct almost the entire school with his Butter Pad at one time and his use of said instrument as a teaching aid for the weekly 5B spelling test, the use of the Butter Pad was a touch on the liberal side!

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