Belmont Academy

Re: Mammies

I remember hearing that story about Miss Robb just b4 starting in her class for a year. I was well scared about it all.
Found her to be a great teacher though, never got the quiz, thankfully:-)

Miss Robb - rest assured you were the best teacher in the whole school! Even though I never really used Modern Studies after leaving school, along with just about every other subject (shame they didn't do I.T. in those days!) I studied there, it remains firmly embedded in my memory. And yes, I saw many 'happy' victims skipping round the bike sheds too. I'll have to recommend that form of discipline to my kids' teachers! Can't believe I'm that old now!

Re:Miss Robb

Surely the greatest teacher to grace the corridors of Belmont Academy. Modern studies by a modern teacher, Miss Robb had the respect of everyone I knew. Always remember a little teaser she set us regarding would we rather be good looking, rich or intelligent. Think the idea was that with good looks you could still become famous, rich and wouldn't need a brain anyhow. So how come it hasn't worked for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!

I remember Miss Robb as the singular most gallus thing about my time at Belmont. When I started at Belmont there were some right miserable old gowned-up teachers still dressed in their de-mob suits (and bitterly proud of it). They'd flex their ego and their lochgelly with pride and a real masterful keen-ness (some had a number of straps in their collection - tools of their trade!).
Miss Robb didn't need any of that old-school crap. She had the patter, the knowledge and the character to teach everyone in her class. She'd rip the pish out of any wee ned who needed it and bring them back intae the fold. I loved her classes.
She did other great stuff too. Stuff she didn't need to do. But she did it anyway. She took a busfull of us up tae Glasgow one night to see a play at the Citizens Theatre. It was by 7:84 or Borderline I think. Probably 1976 or 1977. It was full of songs and politics and dead funny. It was the first time I'd ever been to see a play in my life. She bought us all chips on the way home. She didn't need to. But she did. In the grey 1970's of a cooncil scheme Secondary School life, Miss Robb brought a lot of colour with her and shared it oot.