Mrs Cowhig by June Sarpong
The radio and television presenter remembers an inclusive and engaging teacher, who became ‘like a second mother’ to her
I started at Connaught School for Girls in Leytonstone, east London, in 1988. We had good teachers at the school, but the teacher who stood out was Mrs Cowhig. Her name was as unforgettable as she was.
Mrs Cowhig taught my mother and my sister, who is seven years older than me. My mother went to Connaught in the 1960s, after coming to the UK from Ghana, when she was 14. Mrs Cowhig was my sister’s favourite teacher and my sister was one of her favourite pupils. On my first day at Connaught, Mrs Cowhig was like: “Oh my goodness, I love your sister, let’s hope you’re as good as she was…” So my ...