Avon School.
If you've got an extra "mill" or two burning a whole in your pocket you could buy Avon School. This former public school has become a little derelict.
In grade 12 I did a stint here as a grade 1 helper for family class. It was when I decided that teaching was not on the top of my career list. I was in charge of the reading program. I had little patience for 6 year olds who couldn't get through a picture book. There was one interesting kid named Kevin who was obsessed with the letter "V". "My name's Kevin, there is a v in my name, I only want to read books with v's...like books on vacuums." Wonder what Kev's up to these days.
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