This morning's reflections.....

Bob Wright

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After my Bible reading this morning, I sort of reflected on this:

When I was in grammar school, many, years ago, every schoolday morning, first thing, we, the students, were admonished to sit up straight, fold our hands and be quiet. A student read a passage from the Bible, we recited the Lord's prayer, then stood and took the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag. Then, while still standing by our desks, the monitor for the week in each row, inspected the students. "Did you brush you teeth this morning?" Then "Comb your hair?" And then fingernail inspection and "A clean handkerchief in your pocket or purse?" After this we were seated and class began.

Now the Bible reading and prayer have been removed, and so far as I know, the inspection for cleanliness and hygiene has been discontinued. Also the Pledge to the Flag is no longer done.

All this has been removed from classrooms, and teacher authority minimized to the point many teachers are in fear of the students.

And we wonder why our crime rate soars.

Bob Wright
 
I`m your age bracket bob and we also had some of the stuff you listed but I cant recall teachers checking my finger nails. For a few years I attended a little one room schoolhouse with about thirty kids just like "Little house on the prairie". We had a old man in his seventy's said to be the oldest teacher in the state at that time. I recall he brought his dads civil war musket to school, showed us how to load and fire it behind the schoolhouse!
We also had a couple of high school aged boys come and have a demonstration on gun safety with a shotgun. A couple of brothers in seventh or eighth grade drove about a 1927 chev coupe to school. Went there about 1946 to 1949. Think there was only three of us boys in my grade.
Also recall we had a few class`s a couple times a week that was done on the radio. A singing class by some old man "Professor Gordon" and a class all about the birds & bee`s by "Ranger Mac".
Also had a nasty outhouse, a pot bellied stove to freeze to death in the winter.
Now we get to pay for modern schools with sports equipment etc. Also get to pay for others student loans people welsh on.
 
I can remember doing the Pledge of Allegiance but don't remember any fingernail checking or even saying any prayers. Strikes me as kind of strange as were were at the tail end of WW2. Well, this was in San Francisco so maybe not so strange. :roll:
Paul B.
 
The "Brush your teeth, comb your hair, clean fingernails, and clean handkerchief" routine was for you hygiene grade, as was "Keeps hands away from face" check box, but this by the teacher.

And, my first year at school, grades were numerical as opposed to alphabetic. For example "1" was equal to an "A."

I had all "Ones" then. Don't care to discuss later years.

Bob Wright
 
Doesn't help when so many kids today have only one parent, come from families that have been living on the dole for generations, etc...
 
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The leftist education establishment has removed discipline, patriotism, personal responsibility, individual achievement, and , dare I say, God from the curriculum. As a result we see this collection of dolts joining antifa, BLM and these other wacko anarchist groups. Brainwashing accomplished.
 
First off, we always did the pledge of allegiance, even the “under God” statement, which was first to go....

Secondly, in ‘62 we were studying the Civil War. We were having a show and tell about artifacts of the war. A friend and I both brought firearms to school.....on the school bus.....walking down the hall to class with firearms unscabered. Mine was a Spencer Carbine and my friends a Colt Army 44 revolver. No one thought a thing about it.

On another note, my bus driver was a dairy farmer and I remember the stench of cow manure on this boots.... Not a soccer Mom bus driver...
 
How times do change. When in the fifth grade, public school, our Principal, Mrs Kolb, would allow us to bring our shotguns to school and leave them in her office closet so we could go hunting when school let out. In highschool my friend and I gave a presentation of Civil War rifles. Powder, mini balls, patches. Never a problem. This was a Catholic highschool too. Today you can get expelled for chewing a Pop Tart the wrong way.
 
I was born in 48. Pledge . Shirts tucked in . Belt if you had belt loops. Shoes shined (no gym shoes). Was given a Bible during one visit to the library. Would not even consider showing dis-respect toward a teacher. If I did and my Dad found out that would not be good. Teachers were teachers and not indoctrinators. And this was a public school.
 
I was born in 1949. My school days were much like Kramden's with the addition of: Boys wore button down shirts (no T-shirts, or as they were known then as, undershirts). Hair could not touch your collar. No outrageous hair styles ( teacher or principal's discretion.). Girls: skirts/dresses must touch the floor when kneeling. No pants( jeans or slacks ) for girls. Same deal with outrageous hairstyles as for boys. Guns in rifle racks were commonplace.
 
I recall the teacher giving one student each morning the choice of "debts" or "trespasses" for the recitation of the Lord's Prayer. I guess that was early "inclusiveness". :wink:

Also, each of the several remaining one-room country schools had two one-hole outhouses, one each boys and girls, in the extreme opposite corners of the school's back yard. There was no gender confusion back then.
 
I was born april 1941. Unbelievably now but I started 1st grade in 1945 at 4 1/2 years old. My mom ran a village general store and dad was gone. She got a invite for me from the teacher who thought I would be starting school that fall. I was a overgrown kid, mom sent me to school early so she could run the store. I have a three year older sister who went to a nearby aunt who`s husband was in the navy. I think it was a mistake as although I was as big or bigger than kids in my same grades all the way through school I always was two years younger and a bad student. I was snowed and hardly cracked a book all the way through school and just did my time staring out the window. They pushed me through and should have held me back. I was a target, over sized but two years younger and got in more fights than you could believe. We moved and I went to a new school starting 7th grade. The teacher seemed to hate us boys and loved the girls. I think she may have been a bull dyke. It was her first day too at that school. Her opening speech when she introduced herself, she said, all right you guys, I am from the farm, can throw a bull by the tail and I wont take any s--- from any of you! I hated school.
 
Same teacher. She asked a boy the answer to a math question. He didn't know and kept guessing each time she would beller NO, and he would give another guess. Finally he smiled and she bellered wipe that smile off your face or I will! He started to laugh and she slapped him across the mouth, sounded like a pistol shot, rubbed her hand in a wiping motion, removed her hand and Harlan wasn't smiling! I still hate that witch. I hated school. She should have been jailed.
 
In my schooldays-1954-1967 we had school clothes, no jeans, sneakers, dresses for the girls, knee length. One thing I remember, breakfast was something you had at home and talked about at school, today it's the other way around.
 
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