Just tuned in to our local radio station and they where talking
about when we older grey nomads went to school let us know what
you remember about our good time at school
barina said
09:00 PM Jan 30, 2013
woosy wrote:
Just tuned in to our local radio station and they where talking
about when we older grey nomads went to school let us know what
you remember about our good time at school
Standing in the middle of winter freezing in my singlet and undies getting the once over from the school nurse.........not even sure if we were segregated.......
copper1 said
05:36 AM Jan 31, 2013
When God save the Queen was the anthem and if you got out of line you got six of the best, no repremands or suspension, you got the cane and when you got home the old man would give you a clip over the ears for not behaving. School was one of the best experiances except for mathematics
tcp99 said
08:59 AM Jan 31, 2013
Primary 1955-1961
Classes of over 50 children.
Horrible bottled milk and the results was piles of sawdust all over the playground.
Walking or riding to school.
High School 1962-1967
Lots of sport. Much of it competitive
Female Student Teachers
Being sent home if you were wearing pointy toed shoes and being told to get a haircut
Going home for lunch when not playing football or cricket at lunch time.
Smoking
Girl's dresses becoming miniscule.
Dougwe said
05:02 PM Jan 31, 2013
Primary School....Yep, that milk, thanks Terry, I can now taste and smell it :( . The strap in front of general assembly cos I was naughty (who me), marching away from the general assembly area to the beat of the drums, recorders, yuk and Mr Corry, grade 6, he had a big barber strop that I had the pleasure of meeting on a regular basis (naughty again), one thing I can never work out is why I always got the 3rd strap on the right hand, I am right handed.
High School....Being School Captain in 2nd form (yes I stopped being naughty), School uniform, I am very strict on uniforms at school or sport, Woodwork, first girl friend and inter school sport day's being captain of the footy team and probably the best of all, I was fit then.
Interesting thing happened about 20 years ago, I was invited back to the school to give a talk on Baseball as I was heavily involved in baseball then and that uniform thing came into force in a big way. I even turned up to the talk in baseball uniform. Hard to believe what's happened though in the last 20 years.
woosy said
07:28 PM Jan 31, 2013
Ha! you young people I am talking about ink wells could not wait
to get into primary school to use them slope boards to make running
writting look good nibs & blotters books supplied free could not wait
to cover them with brown paper If they had fights it was after
school at the corner no expeltion no going to counciling no anger
management just shake hands and be the best of friends after
good old days cheers
gecko said
04:13 PM Feb 1, 2013
changing from long drop to flush / lunches in the coolgardie safe under the pepercorn tree, blotting paper,
Boothie said
07:16 AM Feb 2, 2013
The cuts, definitely the cuts. The sound of that strap whistling through the air!
The milk in the bottles sitting in 30C plus heat.
Getting into trouble dipping the girl's ponytails into the inkwell.
The little blackboards with the lines accross them to enable you get the cursive script right.(I still write like crap)
Standing in every weather to listen to the national anthem, no wonder I am a republican(or maybe my scottish heritage has something to do with that!)
Lining up on Flemington Rd to wave at the Queen(Thought that was a waste of time then).
The polio thing, lining up to take the oral vaccine, and lining up to get those injections where the crusty old nurse or even crustier old doctor had the zippo lighter going on the table, waved the needle in the flame, filled it up and whacked it in the arm.
The school photos, have you still got them and I dare you to post them!
The head lice inspections.
I could go on. But the thing I miss is the friendships that I wish I still had.
tonyd said
08:00 AM Feb 2, 2013
The real education we received. We could read, add, subtract, multiply, divide. We understood grammar. We learned about history and Banjo Paterson and Henry Lawson. We respected Mum and Dad and never back-chatted them.
jimricho said
02:43 AM Feb 4, 2013
tonyd wrote:
The real education we received. We could read, add, subtract, multiply, divide. We understood grammar. We learned about history and Banjo Paterson and Henry Lawson.
And we weren't taught political correctness!
We respected Mum and Dad and never back-chatted them.
Just tuned in to our local radio station and they where talking
about when we older grey nomads went to school let us know what
you remember about our good time at school
Standing in the middle of winter freezing in my singlet and undies getting the once over from the school nurse.........not even sure if we were segregated.......
When God save the Queen was the anthem and if you got out of line you got six of the best, no repremands or suspension, you got the cane and when you got home the old man would give you a clip over the ears for not behaving. School was one of the best experiances except for mathematics
Primary 1955-1961
Classes of over 50 children.
Horrible bottled milk and the results was piles of sawdust all over the playground.
Walking or riding to school.
High School 1962-1967
Lots of sport. Much of it competitive
Female Student Teachers
Being sent home if you were wearing pointy toed shoes and being told to get a haircut
Going home for lunch when not playing football or cricket at lunch time.
Smoking
Girl's dresses becoming miniscule.
Primary School....Yep, that milk, thanks Terry, I can now taste and smell it :( . The strap in front of general assembly cos I was naughty (who me), marching away from the general assembly area to the beat of the drums, recorders, yuk and Mr Corry, grade 6, he had a big barber strop that I had the pleasure of meeting on a regular basis (naughty again), one thing I can never work out is why I always got the 3rd strap on the right hand, I am right handed.
High School....Being School Captain in 2nd form (yes I stopped being naughty), School uniform, I am very strict on uniforms at school or sport, Woodwork, first girl friend and inter school sport day's being captain of the footy team and probably the best of all, I was fit then.
Interesting thing happened about 20 years ago, I was invited back to the school to give a talk on Baseball as I was heavily involved in baseball then and that uniform thing came into force in a big way. I even turned up to the talk in baseball uniform. Hard to believe what's happened though in the last 20 years.
Ha! you young people I am talking about ink wells could not wait
to get into primary school to use them slope boards to make running
writting look good nibs & blotters books supplied free could not wait
to cover them with brown paper
If they had fights it was after
school at the corner no expeltion no going to counciling no anger
management just shake hands and be the best of friends after
good old days cheers
The cuts, definitely the cuts. The sound of that strap whistling through the air!
The milk in the bottles sitting in 30C plus heat.
Getting into trouble dipping the girl's ponytails into the inkwell.
The little blackboards with the lines accross them to enable you get the cursive script right.(I still write like crap)
Standing in every weather to listen to the national anthem, no wonder I am a republican(or maybe my scottish heritage has something to do with that!)
Lining up on Flemington Rd to wave at the Queen(Thought that was a waste of time then).
The polio thing, lining up to take the oral vaccine, and lining up to get those injections where the crusty old nurse or even crustier old doctor had the zippo lighter going on the table, waved the needle in the flame, filled it up and whacked it in the arm.
The school photos, have you still got them and I dare you to post them!
The head lice inspections.
I could go on. But the thing I miss is the friendships that I wish I still had.