This is just a little memory of mine that I thought of today. We were living in Malta, Illinois (a little tiny town about 5 miles west of DeKalb). I honestly can't remember what type of new shoe I got. I just know that I wanted to wear them! Like - now!! So, I told mom I was going to wear them to school that day. Well, mom said NO, those are not for school. It is pretty evident that I had at sometime disobeyed and got into trouble at school because I did not wear them.
And, yes, when I got to school, the first thing the teacher did when I walked in was to look down at my shoes and then she smiled. Good morning Pat, she said.
Yes, teachers and parents worked together then. My teacher would have sent me home to change them. Mom had called the school and said that I was going to wear my new shoes, but I wasn't supposed to. I really am glad that they stood up for each other. It seems today that kids do what they want and if a teacher does say something, they are in trouble.
I'm not sure why this little episode comes up every now and then, but I do remember it.
Let me tell you a little about going to school way back then!!! We (girls) had to wear dresses to school. In the winter, we would wear slacks (called slacks and not pants-all of them had side zippers not front ones) under our skirts, but had to take them off in the locker room and then put them on for recess and for going back home. Our clothes (maybe poorly dressed) had to be clean, neatly pressed and definately skirts that were not too short. Coming to school in clothes that didn't look neat was cause for teachers to call parents.
Boys had to wear pants and not jeans during school time. Jeans could be brought for recess time. Sure is different today.
We also had to be respectful to our teachers and not ever talk badly to them. What a great heritage I have had. I'm grateful for my age.
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