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I remember a tiny school with a wood stove to heat the classroom in winter. The school had two teachers who had both taught my mother. They were kindly plump ladies who would sit a child on their laps at story time. Playtimes were fairly boisterous affairs spent jumping off the old air raid shelters, I do remember noticing even at that age, that many of the children were poor, often unwashed and many had to wear plimsolls even in winter and the nit nurse was a regular visitor.
However we all found a penny to buy an ice bun which was delivered with our milk each morning. Out of school, time was spent playing on the street till the stars came out, Sundays started with Sunday school, drawing pictures of miracles and parables, followed by homemade lemonade in the church hall.
Hilary Petherbridge, Leyland, Lancashire, England Asthma and eczema with no effective medication. Starting Welsh School in Wrexham. Dad telling the Headmistress, Mary Jane Davies, that if I gave her any trouble to give me a clout and send me home with a note and he would sort me out.
She never did give me a clout and attended my wedding 21 years later. Bryn Jones, Lichfield, Staffs, England Yuri Gagarin, circling the world as the first astronaut, was my highlight of the 50s. I must have been seven years old. At that time the radio was running a science fiction series, featuring Jet Morgan, first citizen of Space.
Everyone at school was delighted that fact had now met fiction. I can remember playing spacemen in the playground the day we heard it happen.
I was in a state of sheer delight. Our futures were assured. On leaving school we would also become spacemen and fight strange and menacing aliens on Mars. Anthony Thirgood, London, Middlesex Growing up in London we got used to the acrid smelling pea-soupers and my anxious mother would send me to school trussed up like a turkey.
I would wear a vest, liberty bodice, blouse, pinafore dress, jumper and finally a raincoat. No wonder I passed out in church one day.
Before we went to school my mother gave me a spoonful of malt and cod liver oil, both of which I liked. It was all to keep out the cold and damp and to make sure that we stayed healthy. School discipline was strict and the boys were caned and the girls got an occasional rap on the knuckles with a ruler.
Things were learnt by rote and the tables test, once a week, was a nightmare. I always hoped not to be asked and I have always hated maths as a result of the way in which we were taught then.
In the winter I had chapped knees from wearing short skirts and my legs had red marks from the elastic of the garter which held up my grey school socks.
Pamela Sinclair, England In autumn, we school-kids used to pick the freshly-fallen beech-nuts up in the lane down to school and eat the tiny kernels without any regard for the potential resultant stomach ache.
Talking of frost, the much colder winters we had then allowed long ice-slides to be made across the playground by the simple expedient of pouring water obtained from the outside toilet taps onto the ground. Despite being forbidden by the school rules, such slides were enjoyed by all school-kids whenever the weather allowed.Steve, that is a fantastic beginning to the Season of Gratitude.
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I was born in so my 50s memories are mainly those at junior school. I lived in Haringey, North London. Little boys wore grey school shorts and long grey socks all year round and little girls wore dresses or pinafore dresses and blouses.