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Avondale Historical Journal No. 43

Avondale Historical Journal No. 43

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Published by Lisa Truttman
Journal of the Avondale-Waterview Historical Society, Auckland, New Zealand
Journal of the Avondale-Waterview Historical Society, Auckland, New Zealand

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Published by: Lisa Truttman on Jun 25, 2009
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The AvondaleHistorical Journal
September—October 2008 Volume
Official Publication of the Avondale-Waterview Historical  Society Incorporated 
Next meeting of theAvondale-WaterviewHistorical Society:Saturday, 4 October 2008, 2.30 pm
Lion’s Hall,corner Blockhouse Bay Road andGreat North Road
Please contact theSociety for details.
The Sherson Family of Rosebank, Avondale
Taken May 1933. This couldeither be up at the corner of AvondaleRoad and Rosebank Road an area of ground that they leased and grewvegetables at.
This was taken at Tasker's?? withhis new toy. Would be 1930's.
The mode of transport they hadin the early 1930's.
 Earlier this month, in response to last issue’s images of the Connells, fellow AWHS member Patricia Nortondelighted me with these and other  photos (more on page 2), recording abit of the life of one of Rosebank’smarket gardening families, her  parents the Shersons. The captionsare Patricia’s words. — Editor 
 Page 2
Volume 8 Issue 43
The Avondale Historical Journal 
Mum and Dad were married April 1929and at the time Dad was working in thebush down Thames way. When he leftthey went sharemilking and came toAuckland and Avondale early 1930sand with no experience started marketgardening.
My Dad Dick Sherson sitting outthe front of what I only knew asTasker’s property. Mum and Dadrented this house 1933-1940 approx.”
The house at No. 399 that theybought 1940??--Sold and left Feb.1963. BP Station now on the site andnow renumbered No. 659. There were2½ acres with this property and 6 glass-houses. Hothouse tomatoes and tele-graph cucumbers. " F.M.S. Brand". Mymother's initials: Frances MarySherson. Also used the land for CitrusTrees until the Apple and Pear Boardstarted telling him how to grow themand the size etc; that they needed.Lettuce, Peas, Beans, outdoor tomatoes,cabbage.
Sadly they had only moved 3 monthswhen Dad was diagnosed with Cancerand died less than a year later June1963. Age 62. The sprays and methodsdo make one wonder.
Mum died 2001 aged 95.
My Mother was so proud of her brand Ican honestly say no one not even Dadwas allowed to pack her tomatoes etc;.They had a history of excellent produce. It was24/7 work.
Taken at No. 399 approx; 1945. This carwas well known in the area a 1937 Blue/ Green Chev Kupe. Had it till 1961 when hethen bought "Ben Robertson's" 1957 Chevro-let. The Kupe took all the produce to themarkets along with a trailer.
 — Patricia Norton
Continued from front page
The Avondale Historical Journal 
Volume 8 Issue 43
 Page 3
I have an inbuilt ability and liking for woodwork so Iquite enjoyed my time in the class and was perhaps abit of a “Teachers Pet”.
There was a rumour that at certain times boys wouldgain access to the ceiling and crawl along over thegirl’s area and ogle them through a hole in the ceiling. Inever witnessed it but so it was said?
My wife Margaret née Peacock attended there fromBlockhouse Bay School in 1944 so that’s the source of Mrs. White’s nick-name.
I guess the unit was transferred with the opening of Avondale Intermediate in 1945. I know that a unit wasestablished about then at Henderson School later to betransferred on the opening of Bruce McClaren Interme-diate School.
 Murray Becroft  July 2008
Dear Lisa,
Re Don Gwilliam's letter on the manual block.
If I remember correctly, the Manual Block was origi-nally run by a Mr. Burgess who lived in Canal Road just down from my Parents. He was the woodwork Teacher. The shrubbery Don mentioned was in fact agrove of N.Z. native trees planted by Mr Burgess.
 Regards Jean Miller (Thompson)
The Avondale Manual Training Block
Just a few more recollections about attending this unitin the 1940’s to add to Don Gwilliam’s comments.
Thinking about it, a more in depth study is justified buttime at present is not available to me. Maybe this mightencourage someone to have a go.
I attended there with my class from Henderson PrimarySchool as did other contributing schools in the area in1942/3. Ours going by train on a Friday morning if mymemory serves me right, also was it only during thewinter term? There was about twenty of us boys andprobably about the same number of girls who attendedMrs. “Wash, Wash, Scrub, Scrub, Dry, Clean” White’snée Potts’ Cooking Class or was it called Domestic Sci-ence? next door.
Our class was added to at that time by members of aSpecial Class from Avondale School and that in anoblique way added to our education. I used to greetsome of them about Avondale years afterwards.
Our teacher was affectionately known as “Spit andDribble Burgess” and his favorite phrase was “You’re abit Sawney Sonny” as I am certain many of my contem-poraries will remember. (Is sawney a word, is that theway it is spelt and was that a phrase, a question, or astatement?)
Mr.Burgess’ son attended Mt Albert Grammar at thesame time as I did.
Reaction to last issue’s article on theAvondale Manual Training Block
 Don Gwilliam’s article in the last issue on the Avondale Manual Training Block has sparked off response fromreaders of the Journal. Here are two of the emailsreceived. — Editor  In 1987 when I was teach-ing at Whangarei Boys’ High School the schoolbell system was replaced by small sirens in thecorridors. I was not impressed. Nor was the Headmaster when I wrote and read the following to the School at a formal assembly. At least the rest of the staff warmly applauded.
Sound has the power when experienced by the senses at just the right moment, to draw back the past. Sound,some particularly evocative sound, can transport ourinner selves to another day; another place; and eveninto a vividly clear long ago that we thought we hadforgotten. So it was when the irritating and stupidlyineffective screaming device which constantlymalfunctions in the corridors here struck into my sensesthe other day. My thoughts unbidden darted back to thesound of another and better bell which once measuredmy days, which did it for exactly the same reason, butwhich did it with honesty and a ring of truth.
On the old Avondale Primary the bell tower straddledthe gable high over room two. The steel wire bell rope
The Ring of Truth
 Don Gwilliam

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