Just pondering things from my grammar school days.
Those SRE reading comprehension cards that we were told to go through when we were all done with our regular classwork. I hated those things. It always seemed to take me forever to get through one set of colored cards before I was allowed to move onto the next set of colors. All I wanted to do was to get to aqua!
That 20 minute mid morning recess break. It was just enough time to eat a banana or a few cookies and shoot 3 baskets into the basketball net before we were called back into class. In reality it was the perfect amount of time for the teachers to ditch the kids and smoke a couple cigarettes in the teachers lounge.
Half days. Those rocked! You’d get to school and either have six 25 minute classes and go home at 12:15, or have four regular length classes and miss the 2 afternoon classes. Then there were those high heat days, usually in September, where we’d be sent home early because we had no air conditioned classes back then. Or the days where you’d be at school all day, but because the smog was so thick we weren’t allowed to play outside, just allowed to go get some water from the fountain and go back inside. I remember thinking if you were outside too long you’d drop dead of smog inhalation.
7th and 8th grade science projects (I went to Catholic school so 7th and 8th grade were a part of the whole grammar school thing). 7th was an animal that we had to do a whole report/presentation on; 8th was an astronomical topic. My planet was Saturn and my animal….the beaver. Ironic don’t ya think?
Being put into those reading and/or math groups basically dependant on whether you were smart, average, or lets face it, dumb – lol. Guess which one I was in? And they always had names like “the butterflies” or “the owls”. Talk about instilling segregation early! “I’m not playing with you you’re a butterfly!”
Free dress day. Since we had to wear uniforms every single day, free dress days rocked and were few and far between that’s for sure. Picture day stands out as one of the few, and the last day of school. If a grade “won” a fundraising event, winning a free dress day where your own grade got to wear whatever they wanted and the rest of the school had to still wear their uniforms was awesome!
Reading time. Usually this was in 1st or 2nd grade where the teacher would read a story. We’d have carpet samples donated to the school that we’d use as placemats to sit on on the floor. It was always a scramble to get the best color and fluffiest sample (remember this was the early 70’s, shag carpet ruled!).
Kids that barf in class. They were instantly and forever labeled as “the kid that barfed in English class”. Then the janitor would bring in the sawdust, then later clean it all up. To this day I cant smell sawdust without thinking of a kid that has barfed in class.
Ditto machines. Those were the best! And the paper was always cool and smelled like glue or something when dittos were fresh off the machine.
Anyway, these are a few of my memories. What are yours??