YOUR STORY: In your recent reporting of an earthquake at Eidsvold, you mentioned an earthquake in Maryborough in 1935.
I was there.
I was a boarder at the Maryborough Girls Grammar School and we, the Third Form, were in class in the Assembly Room.
Our French mistress was trying to teach us how to speak French without an Aussie accent.
Suddenly, our chairs started shaking, our books and pencils fell off our desks - one girl screamed.
Our French mistress said - girls you may leave the room.
Out through the big doors, scrambling through the huge windows, trampling the garden, across the lawn into the shelter of some big trees.
I don't know how long we were there, but it seemed ages.
We returned to our desks, but very few concentrated on learning for the rest of the day.
In our dorm that night, we were still twittering, when one girl commented that earthquakes uproot trees.
It was then that we realised that we had been in danger and we all went to bed rather subdued.
- Nina Wilson, Pialba
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