After walking some little distance down along the railroad, we came to the school. This is a Christian school, and since Anna Eby went home, Goldie has the oversight and direction of these schools. When I describe it to you, you will think that it is a strange school, but when we see the good that is done, and the difference it makes in the lives of the children, we are so thankful that the effort pays. Yes, it is a very queer school house. Just off of the road turned into a hut.
A tumble-down wagon shed than most anything I can compare it to. In the front, and to one side, in a corner were the students. They sat on two benches that filled two sides of the walls. All together there must have been about 16 there. One was a girl and she dressed like a boy.
"Sunder" which means
The teacher was the wife of one of our Christian men. She is
It looked more like
It was
Her name is
"Beautiful."
A nice little woman and seems to be doing real good work. But there is not the order in this school that we have in U. S. A. Every youngster does about as he likes. There were three little fat fellows there that just kept things moving. They did not study and tried to keep others from it too. The teacher would look at them and shake her head and tell them to behave, but they were too full of mischief to mind. It seemed that they were trying to show off for our benefit. 