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WHAT DO YOU REMEMBER THE MOST STARTING SCHOOL
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Posted by Robin Leigh Morgan on Fri, Apr 05, 2024
Being a child of the 1950s with my parents coming to US it was starting to learn to speak English in the first grade. My kindergarten teacher could speak my language of Yiddish
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Posted by Barbara on Sat, Apr 06, 2024
My mom took me to school. We walked it. In K I saw my first garden...........I even remember my teacher's names. K-2ND Grade PS 82, 3-6th PS 26 7-9 Back to 82 until graduation.
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Posted by Bb on Sat, Apr 06, 2024
The nuns in their penguin outfits armed with rulers. My mom sent me here??
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Posted by Brian Shea on Mon, Apr 08, 2024
Grammar School. I remember my grandfather taking me there on the first day... My mother had my two younger brothers at home...Good Memory!
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Posted by Lobo on Mon, Apr 08, 2024
My mother was late getting me to my new school, St. Brendan's First Grade Class. We walked in the classroom, my hand clenched to my mom as all the kids stood staring! The nun introduced me to the class, and directed me to take my seat. My mom let go of my hand, and turned to leave. I started crying & ran to her wanting to go back home. As she tried to calm me down, the nun directed her to place me in the crib that was just inside the door. I looked at the crib, then turned to the kids staring at me like deer in the headlights. No doubt they were silently contemplating my next move! My crying turned to a soft pout as I reluctantly took my seat, my mom gone before I could even turn to say goodbye. I was not in my seat long before the last new student would enter with his mom. This kid was howling more than me. I watched in awe to see what his fate would be. He ended up in the crib! I anxiously waited to see what would be next, as his mom, coached by the nun, explained he could stay in the crib, or go to his seat! After brief contemplation, he went to his seat, the last student in! The nun closed the door right after his mom left. Looking back at that time, I could never have fathomed what my next eight years of grade school would be like!
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Posted by Kevin Reynolds on Tue, Apr 09, 2024
I remember sitting in my seat looking at these big letters in front of me that spelled out my name and thinking "Wow, I could never do that!".
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Posted by Lobo To Kevin R on Wed, Apr 10, 2024
Your post reminds me of the incredible time spent in Catholic schools on penmanship & script writing. Till this day, I can read a note handwritten in script and tell you if the author went to a Catholic elementary school!
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Posted by Kevin Reynolds on Thu, Apr 11, 2024
All my family always had great penmenship. Yes. They all went to Cathlic schools but I never really thought about it. I thought all schools were teaching the same thing.
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Posted by Ace on Mon, May 06, 2024
The stale musty smell in the classrooms from being closed up most of the summer
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