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    The Pestalozzi Ladybird

    Does anyone remember these from school days?
    I didn't until some posted it on the FB group for my grammar school,then I immediately remembered it!
    Interesting article.

    https://earlypestalozzichildren.org....-F3-lInvNJwhTo
    “A grandchild fills a space in your heart that you never knew was empty.” – Unknown

    #2
    Gem - I remember hearing the name, but only had a very hazy idea what it was about. I think I thought it was some kind of children's home run by a benign private charity. I left school in 1959, so never came across the ladybird pins.
    "Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognise how good things really are. "

    (Marianne Williamson)

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      #3
      Just read the link, very interesting but I cannot say I knew anything about it.
      What is life if full of care we have no time to stand and stare

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        #4
        No I've not heard of it Gem, but it is an interesting article.

        I went to a RC Junior school & there we gave what little money we could for the 'black babies' ... not PC in those days. In return we got a little picture of an African child/baby. I can't remember fund raising after that.
        "Good friends help you to find important things when you have lost them....your smile, your hope, and your courage."

        (Doe Zantamata.)

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          #5
          I agree Nana we did the Black babies photo but never heard of this .
          Im not fat just 6ft too small

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            #6
            I can remember, I must have been at the junior school, cycling round the village selling photo's of black ( not allowed to say that here) babies out of a small book.

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              #7
              Don't know anything about these Gem.
              Sometimes I forget to like posts,but that doesn't mean I don't like them.

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                #8
                I don't remember the 'black babies' either, but I do remember my OH's Godmother wanting to make pom-poms for the "London babies" . This must have been in the late 70s/early 80s. She was getting very confused and forgetful and was in a nursing home.

                She'd get very distressed because she couldn't get scissors to cut the pop-poms (sadly, she wasn't safe with them) and she wanted to help the London babies. It was terribly sad, but I wondered if it was some kind of initiative from the War where she would do clothes parcels to help people who'd lost their homes in the blitz.

                "Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognise how good things really are. "

                (Marianne Williamson)

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                  #9
                  The headmistress of my girls grammar school was very forward thinking I realise looking back.
                  We had a language lab, she changed the summer uniform from pastel stripes for dresses to darker more trendy colours which we all loved, and we even had a jazzed up tune for our school hymn. All a success with teenage girls.

                  She was very keen on all sorts of overseas endeavours and often spent the school holidays in Africa getting involved in things. I remember our school supported a muscular dystrophy charity too and that was talked about a lot.
                  Each form took turns to have the main hall one lunchtime a week for fundraising. Discos and cake sales were popular! These were called Form Efforts

                  Daisy, my mum was a schoolgirl during the war and they made seaboot stockings for the navy, from oiled wool.
                  “A grandchild fills a space in your heart that you never knew was empty.” – Unknown

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                    #10
                    I remember the name too, but no more than that! Very interesting to read about it Gem.
                    Women are like tea bags; you never know how strong they are until they are put in hot water.
                    Eleanor Roosevelt.

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                      #11
                      Gem - your headmistress was quite unusual I think. I know I was at grammar school 10 years or so earlier than you, but the biggest concession we got was that Fifth and Sixth formers didn't have to wear our awful green striped dresses in the summer. We had white blouses and a pale green cotton skirt!

                      There was a Children's Home immediately opposite our school and I think most of our fund-raising efforts went there. It was mainly Christmas where each year group would do a different thing, like operating the school Christmas post, covering textbooks, running a stall at the Christmas fair. That was about it.
                      "Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognise how good things really are. "

                      (Marianne Williamson)

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