tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post5550682780481393995..comments2023-10-29T09:00:10.648+00:00Comments on Can You All Hear Me at the Back?: Friday 16 October - The Eleven PlusAngiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10015569343069499036noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-63232373332409191492009-10-31T13:46:49.429+00:002009-10-31T13:46:49.429+00:00ANGIE...WHERE ARE YOU???? I miss you and your blo...ANGIE...WHERE ARE YOU???? I miss you and your blogging...hope all is ok your way...hugs from Ora in KYAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-16605128921490474792009-10-30T22:48:26.771+00:002009-10-30T22:48:26.771+00:00Wow, Angie. That was a very interesting about thi...Wow, Angie. That was a very interesting about things I've never thought of! Never even heard of gym-slips. And I'm sure I would have ended up at the pram pusher school!<br /><br />We had gym suits that we had to embroider our last names on - in HUGE letters. Very ugly and unflattering but I STILL HAVE MINE! You make me realize I should do a post on it just for laughs! <br /><br />Angie, thank you for your many kind words during the events of this last week. It meant a great deal.Robynn's Ravingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02619286823020924023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-27532345226107920412009-10-29T18:02:13.431+00:002009-10-29T18:02:13.431+00:00Hi Angie,
As you know I grew up and went to school...Hi Angie,<br />As you know I grew up and went to school in Canada and I'm older than you are, but the same memories,uniforms and all. Enjoyed reading you as always.<br />Thank you<br />RitaRitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03791201457372887378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-2322044986564130982009-10-25T04:15:34.763+00:002009-10-25T04:15:34.763+00:00Lots of memories for me here, too, Angie.
From the...Lots of memories for me here, too, Angie.<br />From the first grade through the<br />12th grade, we said "The Lord's Prayer" in school...(and I attended public schools...never private schools.) I remember the carvings on the wooden desks...gum stuck underneath...the smells of the classroom...and your post took me back...a wonderful trip back for me. Thank you for sharing.<br />I hope that you don't mind if I follow you. <br />Much love,<br />JackieJackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01214796594702277709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-43074516525321350912009-10-24T15:17:21.430+01:002009-10-24T15:17:21.430+01:00Oh Angie, 11 plus!! I remember taking mine! I wrot...Oh Angie, 11 plus!! I remember taking mine! I wrote about St. Pauls Cathedral and Sir Christopher Wren!Halfway through we had a break and my Dad had given me 6d that day to get something, (it was usually 1d for school!)I bought a coffee crisp and say alone on the bench to eat it. The school was on holiday that day, just open for the exam. I got the resulta on a Saturday morning and asked my Mum and Dad if I was forced to go to the Grammar as I didn't want to be parted from m best friend, Christine Clode, who hadn't passed and had to go to the Comp.All my clothes were second hand except my knickers and socks!!I remember hiding behind the coats at playtime when it was freezing outside but Georgina Clayton, the prefect, always caught us, her parents had the shop that you had to go to to buy your material for summer dresses and your uniform.Loved the old school!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03561906588756011473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-27468021725093572952009-10-22T06:09:52.567+01:002009-10-22T06:09:52.567+01:00I found it very interesting reading about your sch...I found it very interesting reading about your school experience as a child. Like you, we could not wear pants to school no matter what the weather...but I never had a school uniform. I often wished that we did since I was poor and my mom could never afford the fancy main brand clothes that most of my well to do friends wore. I thought that it would be a lot less diversive if we had all had to wear the same thing. I continued to think that for the 22 years that I taught high school....but if we even mentioned requiring uniforms be worn we were scorned.<br /><br />Thanks for the informative post. I hope that you are doing well. I send love and hugs. LuraGrammy Staffyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02574485995391510872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-21413066933084729172009-10-19T13:27:18.937+01:002009-10-19T13:27:18.937+01:00What memories Angie! Like Marie's Todd I fail...What memories Angie! Like Marie's Todd I failed my 11plus, but only by a whisker. They read out our names in class and whether we'd passed or not, and at the the teacher said "did anyone not hear their name?" Tentatively I put my hand up...looking round to see if anyone else did. Luckily there were a couple of us! Teacher went off to find out why we weren't on the list, and it turned out were "border line" and it hadn't been decided whether to pass us or not. They decided not to on the assumption that it was better for us to be good in a secondary school than to have to struggle in grammar school! I don't really know if that was a good decision or not, as I've often thought that I could have done a lot more with my life if I'd been pushed a bit more. Hope you don't mind if I hijack this for my own blog to elaborate on, so I don't bore you all on here.Patchwork Dragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895164539157508556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-7659501233296162132009-10-17T20:14:27.875+01:002009-10-17T20:14:27.875+01:00Hi Angie...wow...what a wonderful trip down "...Hi Angie...wow...what a wonderful trip down "memory lane"...and having some British friends I had heard before of the different levels of school and boarding school..and boy...having to get all those items must have been quite a hard time for your parents...we never had to take any tests as such to go from one grade to the next...but there were tests of sorts to determine if you were "smart" enough to go onto the next grade or level...and if you didn't pass it was called be "held back" or "retained"...or "not passing"..and it came with alot of teasing from the other kids who did pass...real sad...I never "failed" as it was called...guess I was lucky sort!!! LOL...and we girls never wore pants in school either...but had those dreaded "gym outfits"...sheesh...one piece short zipped up the front...some things are best forgotten LOLOL..have a blessed day...hugs...Ora in KentuckyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-27017132571912756442009-10-17T08:14:12.697+01:002009-10-17T08:14:12.697+01:00Oh Angie, when I was a girl I would have loved to ...Oh Angie, when I was a girl I would have loved to go to a Grammar School, just like the kids in those Enid Blyton novels. I devoured them. I suppose those were boarding schools, but nevermind, I just wanted to be able to wear a uniform. You have described it all so very well. What a vivid mind you have and so good of you to share it with us!!! Todd failed his 11 plus. Shame that coz it determined that he was not worth more than shop fodder and so he was for the rest of his working life. He is such an intelligent man and it is a shame that his destiny was determined by a set of exams set at the age of 11. I'm glad they've been done away with for the most part, but they still do have em down here in Kent. Oh, by the way a "Coffee" cake in North America is not a cake with coffee in it, it's a cake to be served "with" coffee!! Who'd a thunk it! I send love and hugs and am wondering how you are getting on with your new chair! Can we now call you Mario Andretti? XXOOMarie Raynerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00407913432222377267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-41808270153870256202009-10-17T04:44:23.527+01:002009-10-17T04:44:23.527+01:00Thank you for the clever cake idea Angie I love it...Thank you for the clever cake idea Angie I love it!!!!!!!! And it is one of the first baking chores for tomorrow morning. Thank you <br /><br />daisymumAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12934325999406252726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-725504002396685332009-10-17T04:00:03.395+01:002009-10-17T04:00:03.395+01:00Ah the dreaded gym uniform. Our school had gym ev...Ah the dreaded gym uniform. Our school had gym every day come rain or shine. Our uniforms were White so naturally after playing ball outside we were all filthy. My poor Mom had to wash and dry that and iron it every night as we did not have money for an extra uniform. Some gym days it was still damp but atleast it was pressed. No electric dryers in those days. My Mom made me wear a pair of pants under the skirt in cold weather when walking to school.<br />JoyceJoycehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14023307609205834495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-70451910957864132192009-10-16T21:14:45.392+01:002009-10-16T21:14:45.392+01:00What a nice trip back to memory lane. So many thi...What a nice trip back to memory lane. So many things have changed now. You are younger than I as in 62 I graduated from our secondary schools and never went on to college. I was 18 then and the school I went to didn't require uniform dressing but we did wear skirts and dresses ALWAYS. No pants or jeans were ever allowed for us girls in school. That was the way it was when I started my first job too...Later on they did let us wear what they called Pant Suits which were quite dressy and we ALWAYS wore those spiky heals to work too. Now I cannot wear anything with a heal on it. Well now I've shared my memories too. Thank you for the memories today!I'm mostly known as 'MA'https://www.blogger.com/profile/12107548726472541669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593425901952889931.post-4180372734756515832009-10-16T18:27:32.733+01:002009-10-16T18:27:32.733+01:00That brings back memories! The 11 plus that is, ne...That brings back memories! The 11 plus that is, never thought a gymslip would suit me! The desks I remember well some had ink wells in which actually contained ink, it was not ordinary ink though it was in powder form and had to be mixed with water.<br /><br />Uniform was another issue, as you say very specific specifications were laid down. The one that anoyed us the most was wearing a school cap. If we were caught within a quarter of a mile of the school not wearing the cap it was an automatic detention. Needless to say we all knew exactly where the quarter mile point was and caps were swiftly removed. Strangely enough I have never worn a hat since.<br /><br />By the way grammar schools still exist here in Kent.<br /><br />AndyAndyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08909863530971229124noreply@blogger.com