“The school looks very good. The uniforms are a good thing. It will be easy for my wife. She won’t have to fight about clothes.”

Unlike the past few days, the weather this morning is humid and cloudy with intermittent rain, a soft rain you barely notice, but the paper does say a chance of thunder showers throughout the day and has predicted them for tonight and tomorrow, but right now the sun is working its way from behind the clouds seems to be struggling, maybe even losing the battle for today’s weather. The breeze is a bit stronger, always a bad sign on a cloudy, damp day.

Yesterday I earned a blue ribbon. I did my laundry, finally, all two loads, watered the inside and outside plants, paid all my bills, did four errands, filled the bird feeders and took all the stuff off the walls in the bathroom which is right now being painted and then around 6:30 met my friend for dinner. Today I have one stop, to buy more flowers for the front garden and some bird seed, then I’m going Peapod on-line grocery shopping. I think I have been the ant, not the grasshopper, for the last two days and deserve a few days of rest which I will gladly take.

We never needed back to school clothes except for a new pair of shoes and one outfit, for the first day, as after that we wore uniforms. My mother was glad for those uniforms as they saved her so much money. Outfitting four kids was expensive. We didn’t care about wearing them because that’s all we knew and all our friends wore them too. Even in high school I had a uniform; all Catholic high school students wore one sort of uniform or another.

My students in Ghana had three different uniforms. Most bought the cloth and had the dresses made. The classroom uniforms were lilac and all the students wore same style and color, regardless of which level they were. I remember watching students iron the uniforms using a charcoal iron. The uniforms were always stiff with starch and wrinkled easily. The students also had their afternoon chore dresses, and there were four different patterns, each one designating the graduation year of the student. The dresses were simple: one piece. Their Sunday bests, wore for church service and into town, were traditional, generally three pieces, and were also four different patterns. You could identify whether the student was T1, T2, T3 or T4 just by the pattern. The patterns followed the students from one year to the next so they only had to buy whatever they had grown out of or worn out. The incoming T1’s would have their own patterns.

I thought of my students when I saw Harry Potter and his friends go into town for the day, for the one day they were allowed off grounds. For my students it was Sunday. They could have visitors come or the older students could go into town to do some shopping, and usually a photographer or two came to the school and took pictures of students into their spiffiest clothes. I have a few of those pictures which were given to me as gifts so I wouldn’t forget my students. They did the same thing at the ceremony last summer. They had a photographer come and take pictures of the event and individual pictures of me with one of them, and they ordered copies. This time it was so they wouldn’t forget me.

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12 Comments on ““The school looks very good. The uniforms are a good thing. It will be easy for my wife. She won’t have to fight about clothes.””

  1. hedley Says:

    And the Train Stopped.

    The Royal Mail Train from Glasgow to Euston was halted at Cheddington and Biggs, Reynolds and chums coshed the driver, secured the train and helped themselves to 2.6 million pounds in used bank notes.

    Iconic, historic, notorious, The Great Train Robbery took place 50 years ago today. in 1963, Tw3 ruled the TV, John Profumo was whacking Christine Keeler and Christine Keeler was whacking everyone including a Russian spy, MacMillan was about to give up and something called “Please Please me” had charted.

    Down in Ashtead, we were to discover that our neighbor John Wheater, was the solicitor involved in securing the hideaway and he was going to get 3 years. Biggs got 30, escaped, went to Brazil, came back, served time and is still alive in North London. Most of the gang are gone. The money was spent, and the fame between the investigators and the perpetrators became blurred.

    The Train Stopped but the story continues 50 years later

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      I didn’t realize that one of the train robbers escaped then came back and served his time. Did they recover all the money? Sort of neat that you had a notorious neighbor! Even now that would be a lot of money let alone in 1963.

      We had the infamous Brink’s robbery in the North End of Boston in 1950. They stole 1,218,211.29 in cash, and $1,557,183.83 in checks, money orders, and other securities; it was then the largest robbery ever in the US. The robbers became folk heroes.

      A movie was made, the Brinks Job in 1978, and the town where I grew up was chosen to be one of the scenes in the movie, the traffic box scene where Spec’s O’Keefe drives through Towanda, PA . The reason it was chosen: the uptown hadn’t changed at all and fit perfectly into a era of the robbery.

      • hedley Says:

        Generally the robbers spent the cash but some was behind walls and discovered.
        Biggs went to Australia, had plastic surgery, went to Brazil and whacked a non stripper Brazilian, got her pregnant, recorded a song with the Sex Pistols, and then came home.

        In today’s money it was about $65m

      • katry Says:

        That is just amazing!! The amount of money is staggering not to mention Brazilian non-stripper!

  2. olof1 Says:

    We never had uniforms but I know many parents wanted us to have them, mostly because we lived in a very poor neighborhood and the bullying about having the wrong clothes would disappear. But those not wanting it were louder. I think it’s a good idea though but I doubt it would be possible to make kids wear them today.

    Almost identical weather and predictions here today but we did have some heavier rain around noon. But the rain was just as You described it when I came home and went for a walk with my dogs. A bit cooler today and I can’t say I don’t enjoy it 🙂

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      Even now schools wrestle with the idea of uniforms. It makes for an even playing filed between the haves and have-nots. Many public schools in Boston wear them and all the Catholic schools still do as well.

      The sun is out right now, but it has been in and out all day.

  3. Birgit Says:

    We didn’t wear school uniforms when I was young, but we were kind of uniformed too. Jeans, T-shirt or sweatshirt and a parka. Luckily expensive clothes were not so important at that time as they are today for kids.
    I pimped up my ugly small bathroom with 42 painted elephants. The room is still ugly but visitors focus on my elephant herd now 🙂

    • katry Says:

      We hadn’t a choice. Our elementary school uniforms included an ugly tie, one of those with a bow and two ribbon strands coming down.

      I’m partial to elephants.

  4. Bob Says:

    I was lucky to go to Elementry school in Texas where there was no real dress code. We wore T shirts, jeans and tennis shoes. When I moved back to NYC, in the eighth grade, I was shocked to learn that jeans, T shirts and tennis shoes were verboten. We even had to wear ties. Of course that was back in the day when the NYC public schools had some standards.

    I have been in Toronto enjoying the cool 25 C degree days. Back home one of my friends told me today that it was 105 degrees with a 103 degree wind chill.

    • katry Says:

      I think there has to be a dress code like no midriffs exposed or no shorts so short you see the girl’s butt. It doesn’t have to be horrific but should demand students dress in appropriate attire for school with “sensitive” body parts covered.

      That’s about the temperature we’ve had here during the day for the last few days with even cooler nights. It has been divine.

      • Bob Says:

        I agree about the sensitive body parts being covered, but ties, dress shoes and slacks is too much. Who gets to determine appropriate is the rub.

      • katry Says:

        If you willingly attend a non-public school, you are accepting the dress code by enrolling. In public school, the administrators in conjunction with parents make the choices.

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