(my sisters Katie and Elizabeth, I’m on the left…Katie look how tall you look-that didn’t last long 🙂
Have I written this post? I think I might have and that’s the trouble when you’ve been blogging for awhile. You don’t remember what you’ve written about 3 years ago. I could look it up of course, but please don’t make me.
I have always loved getting ready to go back to school. I know for some that was the worst feeling, thinking, “Oh yuck school again!” but for me I just loved the fresh start, a change, new things.
I went to a private Catholic school so I wore uniforms. My mom would measure us and then order them from the Schoolbelles catalog, along with Peter Pan-collared blouses, and knee socks. We would wait till we saw the UPS truck coming down our rural street, which was quite a rare occurrence, and the boxes would be delivered and ripped open. Everything starched, stiff and itchy but brand new and all ours.
Next we would visit the local Buster Brown shoe store and be fitted for a good pair of school shoes along with a pair of shoes for gym. I remember the little shoe store had these stamp booklets, and if you earned so many stamps you must have received some sort of discount.
We had oil cloth book bags with little canvas straps…no fancy back packs back then in the olden days.
I don’t remember my mom having to buy school supplies, at least while we were in elementary school. The nuns would open up a big closet I think, on orientation night, and the first week of school, and we bought our supplies from them. Basically pencils and notebooks and remember Golden Rod tablets? (What I would do for a Golden Rod tablet right now. I even searched for them on Ebay to no avail.) We would take our change up to that closet and buy what we needed.
(my cute little brothers…that’s the kind of book bag we carried!)
Things have changed haven’t they? I have long lists for each of my children and it sure doesn’t cost mere pennies. I wonder why these kids need so many things now vs. what we needed back then. Are they getting a way better education, learning more than I did back then with my pencils and Golden Rod? Oh, to be in an old-fashioned classroom where your mind was supposed to be the thing that was working.
Anyways, we had lunch boxes for awhile…till they weren’t cool anymore of course. I remember one year my mom bought us white lunch boxes and stickers and we decorated our own. Holly Hobby stickers were my choice.
And that night before school started…I was always a bundle of nerves, filled with excitement and worry…not sleeping a wink.