Some Agonies of Dorm Life
- Burchell "Teets" Donaldson
My story is one also of the dining room. There were some boarders who were deprived and tried to make it up in any way they could.
I already ate my supper and felt the pangs of hunger, so Ray Silvera said, "Racket Man, go up again." I did not hesitate as I knew "Man Matron," the sturdy-looking matron, and Ms. Russell her kitchen staff assistant, would not deny a poor starving boy a bit more morsel.
At each table there was a prefect at the head and mine happened to be Glen Kelly. He seemed oblivious to the deal and I marched up and collected seconds. As I sat down to masticate, before I could salivate, Glen told me to take it back. I hesitated and he got more demanding so I had no choice. I had to take it back, embarrassed and hungry, and in addition had to give Glen a slice of bread and my milk for one week.
I got him in the end, as I visited him in St. Ann whenever I passed through--we laughed about it and he bought the drinks.
On another bad day, I was on my way to Fudgie, the ice cream man, and Speedy, the peanut man, who stood under the large tree by the dining room. I heard a roar and when I looked in the direction of the sound, I saw Karl Brent-Harris, Claude Roye, Milton Bernard and Humphries.
They asked me to buy four fudges, four icicles and four large packs of peanuts. I asked for the money and they laughed and said I had 5 minutes to bring the order. I had no choice but to hurry, ask the confectionery engineers (vendors) to 'trust' me until weekend when I got my pocket money.
I was then able to take the treat to the guys, who asked for their change. Needless to say, I left dejected. I went to Fats Walters for the rations, given by my mother, that he had in safe keeping, only for him to ask me, "What food?" Such was the life of a boarder.