tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post7141393965905096555..comments2023-10-24T04:43:53.179-04:00Comments on KGMom Musings: School DaysKGMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05165941950953938943noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-35159764938138335192007-09-09T17:24:00.000-04:002007-09-09T17:24:00.000-04:00Hello..I really enjoyed your school memories. St...Hello..I really enjoyed your school memories. Stirred up many of my own. I enjoy very much the scope and vitality of your writing! <BR/><BR/>Sarah Ginny's Friend...<BR/>who can't yet figure out all the navigation of the blog, but will keep on noodleing around.SARAHDIPIDYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03413794631113586023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-75727549903799341772007-07-06T21:12:00.000-04:002007-07-06T21:12:00.000-04:00Even though I started parochial school about 10 ye...Even though I started parochial school about 10 years after your picture, it reminded me of those old school days when we still had to wear dresses to school. Four other girls and I went all the way from kindergarten to graduation together.<BR/>(didn't encounter any 'funny smelling' classmates till we went up to the public school for high school)RuthieJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663411478574192825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-88708266316692864492007-07-06T11:54:00.000-04:002007-07-06T11:54:00.000-04:00I am amazed at how memories are triggered. Just l...I am amazed at how memories are triggered. Just looking at your class photo brought back a wash of memories of kids in my fourth grade class. Stuff I haven't thought about in years...Lynne at Hasty Brookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09187035706322695138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-86314459228818557742007-07-06T11:33:00.000-04:002007-07-06T11:33:00.000-04:00Wonderful post, and amazing how it sparked so many...Wonderful post, and amazing how it sparked so many memories from others! As a teacher, do we ever really appreciate what the history we help to create during those early years in the classroom?<BR/><BR/>While in Rhodesia, did you ever know the Lacey family? Just curious...<BR/><BR/>Please email me at allthings4good at gmail dot com so I can invite you back to my blog...Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03119943581970095780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-75294954426814862092007-07-06T08:23:00.000-04:002007-07-06T08:23:00.000-04:00Aren't reunions great? I never used to want to go...Aren't reunions great? I never used to want to go but now that I am longer in the tooth I've got over that. I, too, have a school picture of the same vintage. I'll have to see if I can dig it out and put it up for you and all blog readers.<BR/>Thanks for the memory jolt!Elaine Cougler Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02049758497775283904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-20252559334942946012007-07-05T20:35:00.000-04:002007-07-05T20:35:00.000-04:00It's interesting to me, Donna, that those children...It's interesting to me, Donna, that those children who were underprivileged (what a strange word) - drift forward in our memories. My memory is of Rose Ellen Woodring. I'm sitting in the living room here on the Cape with my visiting sister-in-law who teaches in my old hometown. She says the Woodrings are still in the area and the cycle of poverty continues. I remember that distinct sharp smell to which you refer. So sad.Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00548755592157386484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-67400309315195567872007-07-05T14:46:00.000-04:002007-07-05T14:46:00.000-04:00Like Mary, I was in the same school system all 12 ...Like Mary, I was in the same school system all 12 years. I can't imagine what it was like for people who moved around. Of the 36 people I graduated with, 22 of them started school with me in first grade.dmmgmfmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09872482306885344135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-85873514414058551142007-07-05T11:19:00.000-04:002007-07-05T11:19:00.000-04:00Like Mary, I attended Catholic schools from 1-8 gr...Like Mary, I attended Catholic schools from 1-8 grades, then again through high school. I do remember having at least 30 kids in my classes. We all stayed together throughout grade school, then an equal amount went to the local public high school as went to the private Catholic one. <BR/><BR/>We should be having our 30th high school reunion this year. I haven't heard anything about it though. I didn't go to the 25th as it was during my work's board meetings. Some friends called me up on my cell phone from the reunion and they passed the phone to a number of folks I haven't talked to since high school! I even found out one guy, who was in the cool crowd at the time, said he had a crush on me all throughout grade school!! That made my day!possumladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08060146825196164963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-31910059798125137832007-07-04T21:19:00.000-04:002007-07-04T21:19:00.000-04:00Donna, this might sound strange in 2007, but I att...Donna, this might sound strange in 2007, but I attended school with the same kids for 12 years. We never moved.<BR/><BR/>My Catholic first grade class was large - 50 students. I have a picture of us taken in a four-room school house with wooden floors and outside lavs. I had a young teacher, Miss Griffith, who cried often. I didn't understand then. I do understand now.<BR/><BR/>I also had a classmate I didn't like very much. Her name was Sharon and she had regular nosebleeds. Poor kid.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02040099513110890878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-29846502126750447672007-07-04T11:43:00.000-04:002007-07-04T11:43:00.000-04:00I did Grade Four in Woodbury, between years at Hil...I did Grade Four in Woodbury, between years at Hillside Junior School in Bulawayo. I remember that the teacher couldn't handle my way (learned in Bulawayo) of doing long multiplication. I went from left to right with the numbers, and she insisted on right to left. My way couldn't possibly give the right answers! I remember also the difficulty of writing the cursive letter r, written differently in Zimbabwe and Pennsylvania. Your year at Shepherdstown must be the time that I remember sledding in Grantham: unless my memory as a three year old is all wrong.Climenheisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01989459133238230712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-17093866498555557072007-07-04T10:35:00.000-04:002007-07-04T10:35:00.000-04:00As my own pictures will attest, classes were bigge...As my own pictures will attest, classes were bigger back then, but they were probably still easier to manage with tighter discipline and fewer external pressures.Anvilcloudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07974744042579564912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-43556488306526001182007-07-04T07:10:00.000-04:002007-07-04T07:10:00.000-04:00Fourth grade was my first year in a Canadian schoo...Fourth grade was my first year in a Canadian school, and I just remember the anxiety of transition. I doubt I would remember a single name, except for my teacher. But we continued to move frequently in Canada, and I changed schools every year or two.<BR/>That is a big class!<BR/>ruthRuthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15892804871759397018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31402520.post-9200132469205784912007-07-03T22:40:00.000-04:002007-07-03T22:40:00.000-04:00Wow; 37 children in one class. Nowadays people wo...Wow; 37 children in one class. Nowadays people would be screaming about that class size! It's interesting that even though you spent a lot of your childhood out of the country, when you came back to the U.S. you saw some of the same kids in high school. I went to 4 different elementary schools and then we moved again between elementary and junior high and mosstly we were just moving around within one state.cat59https://www.blogger.com/profile/10072166570056696838noreply@blogger.com