my first day at primary school
my first day at primary school
Some time in the late seventies I started at Leith Walk primary. I was 5.
On my very first day, we all gathered to sit on the floor as my teacher, Miss May, showed us pictures from a Ladybird book and asked us what they were.
I was sitting at the back, and unfortunately couldn't see the book or which item on the page she was pointing at, so I came up with a plan. I wanted to be able to shout out what the next item was too, you see. So I stood up, eyeballed what I judged to be the next picture and sat down and waited for the next time the teacher spoke.
"What's this?" said Miss May
"It's a strawberry" I shouted
"No Matthew, it's a television" she said.
On my very first day, we all gathered to sit on the floor as my teacher, Miss May, showed us pictures from a Ladybird book and asked us what they were.
I was sitting at the back, and unfortunately couldn't see the book or which item on the page she was pointing at, so I came up with a plan. I wanted to be able to shout out what the next item was too, you see. So I stood up, eyeballed what I judged to be the next picture and sat down and waited for the next time the teacher spoke.
"What's this?" said Miss May
"It's a strawberry" I shouted
"No Matthew, it's a television" she said.
My first day at school was traumatic too Dada! I unfortunately contracted mumps AND measles at the same time a few days before I was due to start school so I missed the first two weeks. Everybody had pals by then
. I was so shy that I wouldn't go out for my bottle of milk to the front of the class (in the days before Thatcher, Thatcher Milk Snatcher obviously) so a very nice boy went and got it for me. He was my hero til P7 
Enough of your nonsense - get back to the Play Pen!
Are you getting mixed up with "First day at the dentist", Catz?CatzVP wrote:Does anyone remember that floride mouth swish stuff you had to use...? Was it to make stronger teeth or subdue us???
I remember those red tablets they used to get you to chew to see which bits of your teeth you hadn't brushed properly though.
All I really need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt!
-Lucy Van Pelt (in Peanuts, by Charles M. Schulz)
-Lucy Van Pelt (in Peanuts, by Charles M. Schulz)
I have a strong memory of the little plastic tubs/cups, but not of being made to gargle. Maybe they thought that was too complicated a task and that I should sort out the tv/strawberry thing first.CatzVP wrote:Does anyone remember that floride mouth swish stuff you had to use...? Was it to make stronger teeth or subdue us???
I think I only ever once had to go to a school to do fluoride rinsing as it was called. It was pretty disgusting collecting all the spit outs in a pail
I was glad I didn't have to do it all the time.
I did however apply fluoride gel in trays that fitted over the teeth. The children had to sit with a dish that they drooled and dribbled into. What a glamorous job
I did however apply fluoride gel in trays that fitted over the teeth. The children had to sit with a dish that they drooled and dribbled into. What a glamorous job
I remember it vividly! And apparently a lot of people 'our' age who were made to do it now have fluoride overdose marks on their teeth (me included)CatzVP wrote:Does anyone remember that floride mouth swish stuff you had to use...? Was it to make stronger teeth or subdue us???
Enough of your nonsense - get back to the Play Pen!
Tooth mottling caused by excess fluoride is usually due to the fluoride being taken intrinsically and not by topical application. Perhaps too many people swallowed instead of spitting out. Certainly the gel method we used was only applied twice a year and less likely to be swallowed.Epykat wrote:I remember it vividly! And apparently a lot of people 'our' age who were made to do it now have fluoride overdose marks on their teeth (me included)CatzVP wrote:Does anyone remember that floride mouth swish stuff you had to use...? Was it to make stronger teeth or subdue us???
There will always be a huge for or against fluoride debate.
I remember my first day in Abbeyhill Primary School way back when quite well.
All the Mums, Dads and whoever were allowed to come into the classroom and see us kids to our seats.
I remember one boy was so distraught as the parents left us, that his Mum kind of held back and hid behind the upright piano which was near the door. She then proceeded to play peek-a-boo with him in an attempt to calm him down. This just upset him further.
I can clearly recall the teacher having to be quite forceful in getting the woman to leave and the lad cried right through the day.
And thus began 7 years of hell for the poor chap.
The flouride thing was gross. I remember the white-coated ladies placing the cups in front of us and we all had to gargle away en masse. I'm sure they had some kind of timer/alarm thingie as I clearly recall all of us spitting back into our cardboard cups simultaneously.
Barf.
I also remember being sent outside the classroom one time for making my pals laugh whilst "swooshing" causing a couple of them to spray fluoride over their desks and each other.
If I recall correctly, it was my "crossing my eyes whilst swooshing" manouevre. It was a classic.
In fact, I'm doing it right now but with a red wine substitute.
All the Mums, Dads and whoever were allowed to come into the classroom and see us kids to our seats.
I remember one boy was so distraught as the parents left us, that his Mum kind of held back and hid behind the upright piano which was near the door. She then proceeded to play peek-a-boo with him in an attempt to calm him down. This just upset him further.
I can clearly recall the teacher having to be quite forceful in getting the woman to leave and the lad cried right through the day.
And thus began 7 years of hell for the poor chap.
The flouride thing was gross. I remember the white-coated ladies placing the cups in front of us and we all had to gargle away en masse. I'm sure they had some kind of timer/alarm thingie as I clearly recall all of us spitting back into our cardboard cups simultaneously.
Barf.
I also remember being sent outside the classroom one time for making my pals laugh whilst "swooshing" causing a couple of them to spray fluoride over their desks and each other.
If I recall correctly, it was my "crossing my eyes whilst swooshing" manouevre. It was a classic.
In fact, I'm doing it right now but with a red wine substitute.
First day at primary school
Having been given the build up about growing up and going to school, I found it surprisingly easy - I was expecting worse. The terrible shock came later that evening when my mother told me to fold my uniform carefully because I'd need it tomorrow. "Tomorrow? But I've been to school!" I wailed.
She explained that I had to go for the next 7 years, then I'd go to secondary school for at least another 5, probably followed by university. It was a terrible shock.
She explained that I had to go for the next 7 years, then I'd go to secondary school for at least another 5, probably followed by university. It was a terrible shock.
I remember the Tufty Club Gem but it was a road safety initiative rather than dental hygiene....in my day the drive to get us to clean our teeth was called the "Happy Smile Club"...I know cos I had my badgeGemini wrote:Does anyone remember being in the 'tufty club'? No rude remarks please... It was a school project, all about the care of ones teeth.
Tufty, was a squirrel, I think
tufty club
Yep, Foxy, I was a member of both clubs too and had both the badges(probably still do somewhere as I throw nothing away)
To get the Happy Smile one you had a card that you had to get signed by your parents every day when you brushed your teeth. I remember that I missed a day once and pleaded with my Mum to sign my card so that I could get the badge
She did.
To get the Happy Smile one you had a card that you had to get signed by your parents every day when you brushed your teeth. I remember that I missed a day once and pleaded with my Mum to sign my card so that I could get the badge
Your right Foxy,foxy wrote:I remember the Tufty Club Gem but it was a road safety initiative rather than dental hygiene....in my day the drive to get us to clean our teeth was called the "Happy Smile Club"...I know cos I had my badgeGemini wrote:Does anyone remember being in the 'tufty club'? No rude remarks please... It was a school project, all about the care of ones teeth.
Tufty, was a squirrel, I think![]()
tufty club
campaign - then The Tufty Club.
Can you think of any more?
With the green cross code man ads, D? Ever think it was a bit weird that we had all those ads with the scary paedophiles watching kids in school playgrounds etc, and Charlie of course telling us not to go with strangers or play with matches, and yet we were supposed to trust the green cross code man, who also hung around school playgrounds approaching kids...?! 
All I really need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt!
-Lucy Van Pelt (in Peanuts, by Charles M. Schulz)
-Lucy Van Pelt (in Peanuts, by Charles M. Schulz)
Not at that age, no! They were certainly different times back then.Bellybabe wrote:With the green cross code man ads, D? Ever think it was a bit weird that we had all those ads with the scary paedophiles watching kids in school playgrounds etc, and Charlie of course telling us not to go with strangers or play with matches, and yet we were supposed to trust the green cross code man, who also hung around school playgrounds approaching kids...?!
I'm still slightly puzzled at being allowed to play with matches cos nobody has ever come and told me that it's ok now.
At Towerbank we had regular visits from Uncle Bob and Uncle Malcolm (how dodgy is THAT?). They were actually two local bobbies who came into school in full uniform to tell us all about road safety, not going with strangers and general info on how to be model citizens. 
Enough of your nonsense - get back to the Play Pen!
Epykat wrote:At Towerbank we had regular visits from Uncle Bob and Uncle Malcolm (how dodgy is THAT?). They were actually two local bobbies who came into school in full uniform to tell us all about road safety, not going with strangers and general info on how to be model citizens.
I remember Malcolm and Bob visiting my Abbeyhill school too, Epykat. Didn't they have an animal, or maybe a toy animal, as part of their act?
or am I getting muddled up and thinking of Shari Lewis?
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Don't remember thatecm wrote:I remember Malcolm and Bob visiting my Abbeyhill school too, Epykat. Didn't they have an animal, or maybe a toy animal, as part of their act?
ecm wrote:...or am I getting muddled up and thinking of Shari Lewis?
Enough of your nonsense - get back to the Play Pen!
I would have started there in 1966. Miss Lobbin was the headmistress then.Mate of Marya wrote:ECM,
What year did you go to Abbeyhill Primary?
I went there. My first teacher was Miss Lobbin. My mother spent hours/days with me pronouncing RRRRobin. I kept saying no it's Lobbin. At parent's day my folks were eventually introduced to Miss Lobbin.
Happy days!
I remember a Miss Kirk, who was lovely and Mrs. McAndlish who was my P7 teacher as she was very strict and scary.
Were you around during the year spent decanted to the old Royal High School on Regent Road? That was an adventure.