Google street view now shows a sign for a school with a different name, and none of the original school buildings.
It's all unrecgonizable. Well, almost. One little palm tree I used to like has done very well for itself, and is now towering over the neighborhood.
Stevie Wonder, "As":
No kindergarten, 1st through 2nd grades were on two military base schools overseas and two in the US. October seemed to be the favored month for transferring my father.
Moved off-base and attended civilian public schools from 3rd grade on. Although I had many good teachers in the civilian schools, I felt as though I had a better education from the military base school teachers, especially the overseas’ ones. They expected more from the students.
We said the Pledge of Allegiance and had a morning prayer over the loudspeaker throughout my elementary and high school years, as I recall. And no one was shooting up schools that we heard of.
Alice Grimm Elementary School in Newtown Square,PA, from 65-71.
Public elementary school...portable classrooms, no cafeteria, no gym, no air conditioning. Such conditions would not be tolerated today. Somehow we survived...thrived, even.
Smith, the largest grade school in town, 2 classes of each grade.
I went to My Dear Watson elementary.
KM Smith School, Alden PA. K through 2
Jackson Road School, Silver Spring, MD. 2 through 6
Years 1960-67.
Attended 5 elementary schools, 2 high schools and a vo-tech at night.
This thread will be useful for the dossier.
Very small town K-12 school. Had a totally bizarre mix of “Greatest Generation” & new college grad “hippies” as teachers. Most of the older ones also taught my Dad...so I had to overcome a historical bias as to behavior:)
When I was about twelve, I decided that the Country was in big trouble BECAUSE of my experience with those two different generations of teachers.
For example, after having older teachers in kindergarten through 2nd grade...my third grade experience included learning cursive by writing about my “feelings” in a journal and 60 minutes/day of the teacher spinning protest music on her record player. I learned nothing that year...it was like a vacation from actual school.
Learned gun safety (including shooting) in 6th grade. We had real guns...and...NO ONE DIED!
My town was mostly Catholic (and I wasn’t), so I helped all of my friends memorize their prayers for confirmation...can still recite most of them to this day.
Went to Franklin school in Newark, same school my mother went to.
Catechism, though, was at the Catholic school—a long, skinny, little wooden building on the grounds of the cathedral. All the classrooms were long and skinny, almost like a train car, and there were no hallways, so you had to walk through one classroom to get to the next. Sisters of Charity taught us and were spooky smart.
I realized later it was that funny shape because it had to fit on the cathedral grounds. They knocked it down later, after the cathedral was finally finished.
We had daily assembly at Franklin, the whole school. The 23rd Psalm and the Lord’s prayer every morning.
1-4 @ St. Bartholomew in Elmhurst, NY (1950-54); then 5-8 @ St. James the Apostle, Carmel, NY (1954-58). All Dominican sisters. SJA was brand new then, so we did combined classes till 8th grade, same sister all four years. Worst part: she didn’t like me a lot. In fact, not at all.
Dieringer Grade School grade 1 to 8th. Dieringer Washington..
Mid 60s: Warner Robins (nuns).
Late 60s: Public school in Wine Country.
Regards,
Very late to the show. I went to the same school my mother did. Cooke Elementary and Junior high, Detroit. K through 8th.
I do not understand these threads that ask questions
that are also security questions on different places
for your password.
I must be overly paranoid.
(I'm kidding!)
Being a military brat, I started 1st grade in a US Army school in France, Poitiers American School, 1958.
Kindergarten through 4th grade - Catholic with Nuns who wouldv’e whacked the shooter’s knuckles with the sharp edge of a ruler, shoved a pointer up his @$$ and led him to the Mother Superior via a semi-detached ear and laid a real hurting on him....