Originally Posted by
Paddy
Well Chris here?s a perspective on kids. Other kids see you when your underprivileged and they don?t have the considerations of adults. One of the hard parts about being in St Peter and Paul?s Crosby was when you came out of School parents would collect their children in cars and they all seemed so happy. A boy in my class asked if I could come to his house and play with him for an hour after School, they allowed it and I would go to his house and watch telly. I had never seen tomato sauce and some of the stuff out of the chippie in Crosby, we spent the day together at half term and I got treated to a meal from the chippie. We only got one hours telly at night in the convent and they kept a blanket on top of the telly in case any kissing occurred, so they could cover the screen. I remember watching last of the Mohicans and I was fascinated. So kids do have a world of their own that they are inclined to share. Another memory is of a painter who was painting the convent he made friends with me and asked the nuns could he take me out. He gave me a crossbar ride through Crosby on his bike I felt safe and really happy and always looked forward to seeing him. So the world does penetrate these enclosed withdrawn lifestyles, and the sun did shine in from time to time.
Paddy,
I think I've mentioned it before but several of my school classmates were at New Heyes and I was a frequent visitor there (it was close to where I lived off Heath Road). A few of us would go up there and we always got on well with the kids at the home. Possibly because it seemed a happy place so the kids there were fairly well adjusted and made friends easily.
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Also had classmates from other homes but they seemed very isolated and didn't really want to mix. Breaks my heart to now understand why those kids might have been like that and wish I'd understood better at the time.
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