Friday, August 13, 2010
Flashback Friday # 9 ~ What do I remember about school?
.She has a neat meme this week. Neater than for the amount of time I have to write it. But I will jot a few notes in again in the format that I used for last week. I sure can't remember a lot of detail on some of what she asked.
Did your family have any back-to-school traditions when you were growing up?
Were you generally eager or reluctant to start school?
Did you ride the bus, walk, or go by car to school?
Do you remember how early or late school began/dismissed each day?
Then in the BIG high school in town I again made all "A"s. They did not discount them but I could not be valedictorian or salutatorian with those earlier discounted grades on my record. I was in the top ten percent of our class of forty-eight and was eligible to take the University of Nebraska Regent's Exam. That was good for a tuition scholarship for me. The valedictorian got the only other one.
Mom said she could never remember me bringing homework home. That is why I had trouble academically at the University of Nebraska. I had not learned to study.
Enough of the bragging, Linda did not ask us to do that.
Note: In the picture above I was the boy in the rear. My cousin, John, on the right front was the other boy. My sister, Lois, was on the front left and another cousin, Ione, was to her right. Lois was probably in the second grade as she started school when she was four. That would put me in the sixth grade. This is the only school picture I could find today. I do have a few others somewhere.
Have a terrific day. Big hug. :)
Even nowadays most children bring a lunch packet and a thermos for school.
Books and equipment are and have always been free until 11th grade.
So far I've never hear of a weapon incident on a Norwegian school.
In my youth America was the land of milk and honey. Your schooling system and way of life was far beyond our imagination.
Car import was limited till 1958.
Which meant that only people who could document special needs,like a vet or a doctor were permitted importing cars.
I was privileged. My granddad owned a Dodge taxi, and my two eldest uncles had inherited my granddad's bus company.
Now I think that the most valuable qualities both in school and elsewhere are qualities, that cannot be bought for money.
I bet you too was a happy child with your horse and can lunchbox!
My Gram taught in a country school like the one you attended. She told me many similar stories. She taught for 20+ years and kids from her classroom went on to be doctors (one of them saved my life), lawyers, teachers, musicians (they couldn't all be reputable), etc. However, in the mid-1950's Gram was "retired" from her classroom because she had never been to college herself and couldn't obtain a certified teaching certificate.
I think it's sad that they discounted your grades for being from a country school, but isn't that so typical?
I have a son who is also very smart, and he never brought home any homework in school either. Like you, he hadn't learned to study in high school, so college was a wakeup call for him. Interesting parallel..
Walking and riding your horse to school. . .in the snow right?! Did you tell your kids that when they complained?!
Fun memories. When I was doing my post, I looked for a picture of my elementary school (Brookline, on the south loop near Broad) and they have just practically rebuilt it. It doesn't look anything like it used to! How fun that you remember that catwalk too!
I wonder if higher education has just decreased its standards or if I chose an easy field or whatever--because I still don't think I have much by way of study skills (and I'm a thesis away from a Master's degree!)
about your early days at school. It
sure was different when we were young, No kinder, No Preps, long walks to school with Mum yo a one room school with about 10 or12 pupils Both Peter and I had to start at 4 & 1/2 to keep it open.
I hope you and your wife enjoy your trip to Canada. Are you checking it out in case your sons says "go there?" I am glad you enjoyed all the jokes.
I am looking forward to seeing Peter and Warren next week and I am sure we will all enjoy that.
And yes we are all friends of yours
Take care my friend, Regards, Merle.
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