Welcome to Tuesday 4 which we keep up in memory of Toni Taddeo.
Autumn School Days
Share a story of your school days that you think may have helped shape who you are today.
Honestly I can't think of one but I do have a story from my first day of Kindergarten. I didn't want to go. The principle came to help and he took me to the classrooms of my brother, sister and cousin to so show me that they were going to school.
Then he took me to the school nurse who put pictures on the top of my hands with mercurochrome. I don't remember much after that but I know I went to school each day.
Did you have a favorite teacher and what made them special to you?
If I remember correctly I think I liked the gym teacher. Of course that was in high school and he was a really good looking man. LOL
Did you enjoy the rituals of school.. new clothing, pencils, notebooks, etc.?
Since my mother was depressed those rituals don't stand out in my mind but I do remember my grandmother buying us new clothes. However there was a family secret that came out later and I think it needs to be shared.
My dad would often drive to downtown Chicago with work. From time to time my grandmother and her sister would ask him if he would drop them off to do some shopping on Michigan Avenue. Well as it turns out they took shopping bags with them and actually stole those clothes. Isn't that sad??
Did you walk to school or ride the bus? Do you have a story to share on that?
I walked to school. I was just a block away from our school which went from Kindergarten to 8th Grade. I was also able to go home for lunch and watch Bozo the Clown!
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I remember watching Bozo the Clown! You must be close to my age. Good that we have some fun memories right?
School days seem like a lifetime ago now. I'm sure there are lots of memories from those days but at this moment I can't think of a single one. I know we did do school shopping every year. I loved getting new clothes and shoes to start the new year with.
Awwww... Bozo! How I remember! And I also remember the neighborhood schools, which seem to have all but vanished. When I think back on "how things used to be" it can bring a smile to my face but also cause some tears. I miss our world being the way it used to be. ~Andrea xoxo
I loved Bozo the Clown! My elementary school was only a block away. Things were so different back then.
Bozo the clown was filmed in Chicago where we lived. When my son was born we sent off for 8 tickets. By the time we got them - he was 8 years old - but we all went and brought my in-laws. Good memory.
i rode a bus for first 3 years, walked for a few years and back to riding again. the story that made me who I am is, i loved the first 3 years of school in Savannah, we moved to Ky when i was midway 4th grade, loved school until 59, did not like any of the teachers ever, and from 9 through grad hated all the teachers and anything to do with school.... moving 3 times in new schools, made me forget all the people i went with. my friend went to school 1-12 grades with the same people in the same schools and rembmers all of them.. I could have said MOVING changes my life for the worse when it comes to school
I enjoyed your answers today.
Have a great Tuesday My friend.
Those were the days of being able to walk home for lunch and for you a little TV watching. It makes you wonder why your grandmother stole the clothes. Was it an addiction or a need? I remember sleeping on mats in kindergarten for "quiet time", not much else of that year in school :)
Have a great Tuesday Debby!
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I enjoyed your answers. Thanks for j oining in!!
Cute 'first day' story! My only recollection was watching in horror (and a bit of revulsion) when Alice Bolin had a melt-down on the entrance to our classroom. Up until 5th grade I loved everything about school -- even that particular 'aroma' of chalk dust.
I always envied those who lived close enough to walk home for lunch.
I wanted to leave school everyday for lunch! You lucky duck. Loved your answers. Have a nice week.
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That's so sad about stealing the clothes. 🤕
I enjoyed reading your answers! The nurse doing drawings on your hands especially made me smile.
Debby,
I don't think I knew what depression was as a kid. My daddy's sister had nerve problems. I'm not sure if she was depressed or had anxieties but I remembered in those days it was looked upon as something sorta bad especially if one had to be medicated. It seems today everyone with any ailment is written a prescription. We are an over-medicated society now and labels don't hold the same stereotype in people's minds. Well...not as bad anyhow. I remember getting mercurochrome on my scraped knees frequently. Kindergarten I liked but elementary school I wasn't sure about. I felt like I didn't quite fit in. I was a slow reader, a slow runner, skinny as a pencil, and not the prettiest (in my young eyes) girl in school. Perhaps this is why I was nearly picked last to be on a team when playing at recess with the others. Despite it all, I grew up to be a fine young woman. My confidence began to grow by the time I was in 6th grade but took off in my junior year of high school. I really didn't grow into my own person until after my first child was born in my late 20s and ever since that time I kept improving. Thanks for sharing your memories. :)
That's an interesting story about your grandmother and aunt. I wonder if they felt that was the only way they could afford to do that for you guys?
I had so many favorite teachers throughout school that it's hard for me to choose just one. And I remember watching Bozo - my brother had a Bozo doll.
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