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    #16
    We had to learn how to set a table correctly, how long our nail should be (you should be able to just see the tips when you hold your hand palm towards you!) and other such nonsense. I had to laugh when one feisty girl was heard to say, when the teacher was out of the room, that she would always keep her domestic science book - then do the opposite
    “A grandchild fills a space in your heart that you never knew was empty.” – Unknown

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      #17
      Never had nails checked but I can remember being taught how to do washing, ironing and making a bed.!!
      What is life if full of care we have no time to stand and stare

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        #18
        Plant my mum tells me about a little house where girls went when she was at school for housecraft - washing ironing etc, and baby care lessons! She loved it
        “A grandchild fills a space in your heart that you never knew was empty.” – Unknown

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          #19
          I hated school and every thing about it. I hid in the toilets for games and P.E. I spent more time in the coffee bar than at school in the last year. Nobody noticed!
          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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            #20
            GM - that's terrible that nobody noticed you were missing lessons etc. No wonder you hated it so much.
            "Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognise how good things really are. "

            (Marianne Williamson)

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              #21
              Originally posted by Gemini View Post
              Plant my mum tells me about a little house where girls went when she was at school for housecraft - washing ironing etc, and baby care lessons! She loved it
              We had a 'flat' at our school and you went in for a week at a time (all day but only school hours) you had housekeeping money and had to cook the lunch every day. One day you had to invite two teachers. Also on one day you had a real life pre-school child to look after! (This was in the 5th year, age about 15 years I suppose). In earlier years you learnt to cook, do laundry, etc etc.
              Grandmothers are just antique little girls - author unknown

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                #22
                Originally posted by Daisy View Post
                GM - that's terrible that nobody noticed you were missing lessons etc. No wonder you hated it so much.
                Daisy, it was all about attitude. Those who were very bright were tutored and the rest of us were more or less ignored.
                Even my parents were of the opinion that I would marry and be 'kept'. I had an apprenticeship but I could have done so much more. Still, it has kept me in pocket money.
                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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                  #23
                  GM - it was a bit like that in our school. The head scorned any kind of domestic subjects and her mantra was 'I've never baked a bun in my life' !!!! (They were more innocent times,weren't they!) The very brightest girls were tutored for State Scholarships and entry to the best universities. The rest of us were expected to go into the Civil Service, teaching or possibly a bank or nursing. When I told the head I had changed my mind about doing pharmacy and was leaving to do a secretarial course I thought she was going to explode!!

                  But by the time I was 19 I was teaching an evening class and in my first year there were 3 girls in my class who had been in the year above me at school.

                  I bet a lot of us who didn't 'fit in' at school did much better once we left!

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

                  (Marianne Williamson)

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                    #24
                    I sound very sad and lonely don't I? It wasn't that way at all, I did have plenty of friends. 😄😄😄
                    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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                      #25
                      GM - no, I didn't think you were lonely, but I do think it's sad that not even one teacher made an effort to praise or motivate you.
                      "Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognise how good things really are. "

                      (Marianne Williamson)

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                        #26
                        I used to go to the downs next to the school and supposedly practiced javelin and shot put. The teacher was only interested in tennis and athletics so we were never checked on. The mind boggles at a bunch of 13/14 year olds left to their own devices with a pile of javelins. Not that we ever picked them up or used them.

                        I got put off swimming in junior school as we had to walk a couple of miles to an outdoor pool straight after Easter. I hid in the changing rooms whenever I could and, despite being brought up by the sea, still can't swim!
                        xx

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                          #27
                          I loved school, was a very average pupil. I wasn't keen on gym, we used to pretend we had a period or forgot to bring gym clothing, I probably didn't have any. I loved art and needlework but we had to choose one to drop at some stage and I chose to do art much to the needlework teachers annoyance. I loved domestic science, we were taught every type of pastry. I remember a lesson like your mother Gemini where we were taught bed making, ironing etc. I adored all of my head mistresses.
                          What is life if full of care we have no time to stand and stare

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                            #28
                            I loved school in the senior school. My favourite lessons were PE, English Language, Domestic Science. I hated History with a vengeance , I could never master the years that kings and queens reigned for and was always getting detention for not knowing (horrible teacher) she went on to marry my maths teacher, another subject I could never grasp (all those different algebra signs and different tangents). Think those two teachers deserved each other. Despite these things I really loved school, had loads of good friends and was when I had my first real serious boyfriend. We were together from age 11 through to 17. He then left school and joined the navy ( i was heart broken) but he always came to me when on leave. Then I went on holiday with my parents and sister and met my husband to be. But I have kept in touch with him maybe once or twice a year. He now lives in Canada. I often wonder 'what if '. Memories!!!! Sorry I have digressed from school subjects, but school just brings back all these thoughts.

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                              #29
                              I enjoyed most subjects except Maths and Art I couldn't even master the simple drawing of a tree but I loved Cookery/needlework even though my Cookery Mrs Jones did say I was the worst student at baking she had ever come across but I still tried my best and mum and dad used to praise my efforts every week,when I think back they must have really suffered when they where eating my offerings,When mr.glamma and I bought our family house guess who lived opposite ?? only the dreaded Mrs Jones she was fully retired by then of course but still put me in a tizz every time I saw her,I never did remind her who I was but I'm sure she remembered.
                              Keep Calm,You're Fabulous

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