Old School

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  • dicko
    dicko
    3 years ago
    Anyone remember these desks???
    I had em up to grade 5 ink wells copy books and slates to write on???


  • Slowen down
    Slowen down
    3 years ago
    he's got my hat on.
  • beaglebasher
    beaglebasher
    3 years ago
    Never saw anything like that. What school did you go to dicko?
  • Wideglider
    Wideglider
    3 years ago
    Yeah, a couple of our school classrooms had these desks, got rid of them eventually, a throwback from the sixties. 
    I remember the nuisance kid at one end used to jolt the desk just to upset the kid trying to write at the other end.
  • dicko
    dicko
    3 years ago
    Quoting beaglebasher on 11 Jun 2020 10:17 AMedited: 11 Jun 2020 10:18 AM

    Never saw anything like that. What school did you go to dicko?

    Walkervale state school Bundaberg Grade 1 ,1954," inaugural student when the school had just opened that year" followed by Yarraman state school , followed by Bargara state school, and Bundaberg south state school, We still had the desks and inkwells until grade 5, but we now had books to write in and not slates. After that we got normal desks, Biros got invented and we were reluctantly allowed to use them instead of a fountain pen dipped in the ink.We vwere s'posed to use a pencil and rubber,  Our ports were outside on the rack with our lunch in em. usually a vegemite sandwich curled up in the heat and a apple or banana.( no aircon")
    The milkman brought little bottles of milk which we got at "little lunch". lessons done on chalk board, no calculators no lap tops , walk to school , sometimes 10 miles to and 10 miles back through the bush. Morning parade and attendance check( "Here Sir" ) sing national anthem and start class,
    Jee's it was good times.
  • Far Canal
    Far Canal
    3 years ago
    Cool story.
    Fancy the desks still being there.
  • Wideglider
    Wideglider
    3 years ago
    We drank the little bottles of milk before class started - "to help us be bright for the whole day", as one teacher told us. Straight after the milk was assembly where we sang God Save The Queen (if you didn't take this singing seriously you were taken aside & put out at the front with the teachers - to be watched carefully).
    Brown paper bag time, yes, the Vegemite sandwich ruled, (but there was an alternative of a peanut butter sandwich), my schoolbag always had that stinky forgotton banana smell.
  • Far Canal
    Far Canal
    3 years ago
    Ha!, we had to wait till morning smoko to drink the little bottles of milk which were by then pretty warm and most of em had holes pecked in the foil lids by currawongs and the first inch or so of milk gone.
  • beaglebasher
    beaglebasher
    3 years ago
    I had a weird teacher . She told us cold milk was no good so we had to wait until it warmed  up.
    She allowed us to drink the small bottle of milk after lunch but by that stage it was  warm and it tasted like shit.


  • RossW
    RossW
    3 years ago
    In Year 3 we had similar (but different) desks to that. Bolted to the floor with the seat in front attached to it. Inkwell in the top (not used by then). The top lifted up to store your books underneath.
    I recall in other rooms there were desks in pairs. There would be a coloured button denoting the size that matched up with the same size chair. Some had an inkwell cut into the top.

    Fortunately for me school milk stopped being a thing by the time I hit yr 4. It was always warm by the time we got to it and starting to turn.
  • Krash Kinkade
    Krash Kinkade
    3 years ago
    Quoting dicko on 11 Jun 2020 09:58 AM

    Anyone remember these desks???
    I had em up to grade 5 ink wells copy books and slates to write on???


    Yeh , I remember, & the ink well was still in use. was no air conditioning .
    we had to get inline & follow each other into the class room, then with a pic of the Queen on the wall, we sung , "God Save The Queen" it's worked! she is still going.

    dicko did you have air conditioning?

  • Gnoo
    Gnoo
    3 years ago
    Yep, our desks were only 2 up but yeah slate and chalk.
    Milk at recess was warm and yuk after sitting in sun for a hour or so,
    and fk a,, we lived.
  • Wideglider
    Wideglider
    3 years ago
    At primary school lunchtime, all had to sit down in the sun (no hats) on the long bench-seats outside for 15 minutes to eat our Vegemite sandwich & banana, then it was on! Ran around full-speed on the playground or grass, then up on the monkey bars for 45 minutes. A sword fight with tree branches, threw some stones at the metal garbage bins (and at each other), came back to the classrooms with grazed knees, bloody noses, grass-stained shirts, twigs in hair and more scuffing of those Bata black shoes - the world was ours! 
    I hear now that kids not even allowed to run anywhere at school, it's deemed too dangerous. No wonder motorbikes don't sell as much these days.   
  • Spook
    Spook
    3 years ago
    Quoting Wideglider on 11 Jun 2020 10:28 AM

    Yeah, a couple of our school classrooms had these desks, got rid of them eventually, a throwback from the sixties. 

    I remember the nuisance kid at one end used to jolt the desk just to upset the kid trying to write at the other end.

    EXCUSE ME!....Fifties and sixties is when I went to school....................fecking throwback INDEED!
  • Wideglider
    Wideglider
    3 years ago
    Quoting Wideglider on 11 Jun 2020 10:28 AM

    Yeah, a couple of our school classrooms had these desks, got rid of them eventually, a throwback from the sixties. 

    I remember the nuisance kid at one end used to jolt the desk just to upset the kid trying to write at the other end.

    Quoting Spook on 12 Jun 2020 11:27 AM

    EXCUSE ME!....Fifties and sixties is when I went to school....................fecking throwback INDEED!

    Ha, though someone might eventually appreciate that word "throwback"!
    Late 60's & the 70's covered my terrorist years. I decided to leave high school when my mates who had already left had jobs and were buying roadbikes.
  • dicko
    dicko
    3 years ago
    Quoting Wideglider on 12 Jun 2020 10:37 AMedited: 12 Jun 2020 10:38 AM

    At primary school lunchtime, all had to sit down in the sun (no hats) on the long bench-seats outside for 15 minutes to eat our Vegemite sandwich & banana, then it was on! Ran around full-speed on the playground or grass, then up on the monkey bars for 45 minutes. A sword fight with tree branches, threw some stones at the metal garbage bins (and at each other), came back to the classrooms with grazed knees, bloody noses, grass-stained shirts, twigs in hair and more scuffing of those Bata black shoes - the world was ours! 
    I hear now that kids not even allowed to run anywhere at school, it's deemed too dangerous. No wonder motorbikes don't sell as much these days.   

    Shoes???? Only the rich kids had shoes.
  • Slowen down
    Slowen down
    3 years ago
    And let's not forget about the punishments
    The cane, 6 of the best!
    I remember getting ripped out of my chair by the side burn once in 1st form.
    Also remember in primary school getting 15 in rulers broken across the back of the legs by a female teacher.
    She use to go around the class and gather up 4 or 5 rulers and whack you across the calf till they all broke.
    Kids loved offering up their rulers as she always relpaced them with good quality ones with the little picture down the face.
    Private school will remane nameless.
  • steelo
    steelo
    3 years ago
    We used to play patta tennis in breaks (sort of like table tennis on the ground) Had thick and thin bats. Kids always rushed for the thick bats at morning tea and lunch because they could put more power into ground strokes. However. If we got into trouble, the teachers would beat us with on the backside and legs with those same bats. If we were bad, we got got called out and had to go and select our own bat. This time it was a more difficult choice. The thin bats were lighter, a lot faster and slapped the shit out of the surface of your butt. The heavier bats were slower, had greater kinetic energy and did deeper more lasting internal damage. Either way, you walked to the front of the classroom but limped back. Being young and inexperienced, it was also a hard call to decide between backhand, forehand or serve. Most teachers being equally proficient in the ancient art of all three. Aah those were the days.
  • paulybronco
    paulybronco
    3 years ago
    Quoting steelo on 16 Jun 2020 03:22 AM

    We used to play patta tennis in breaks (sort of like table tennis on the ground) Had thick and thin bats. Kids always rushed for the thick bats at morning tea and lunch because they could put more power into ground strokes. However. If we got into trouble, the teachers would beat us with on the backside and legs with those same bats. If we were bad, we got got called out and had to go and select our own bat. This time it was a more difficult choice. The thin bats were lighter, a lot faster and slapped the shit out of the surface of your butt. The heavier bats were slower, had greater kinetic energy and did deeper more lasting internal damage. Either way, you walked to the front of the classroom but limped back. Being young and inexperienced, it was also a hard call to decide between backhand, forehand or serve. Most teachers being equally proficient in the ancient art of all three. Aah those were the days.

    Ah yes and now you pay the Dominatrix down the road to spank you for $50....we all got our addictions somewhere seems like yours were at school
  • dicko
    dicko
    3 years ago
    Well, there we were all lining up for morning parade, youknow, stick your left arm out to measure the right distance apart and wriggle into a perfect line.
    Teachers on the upper verandah watching the proceedings.
    Teacher goes along the rows checking kids alignment and dress,
    Dicko is a bit outa line so teacher grabs his shoulders and gives him shake.
    A huge fart exits his pants , and in the silence it echo's around the parade ground.
    This fart was heard by 150 people.
    I wished the earth would open up and swallow me. I turned purple red. I suffered PSTD over this fart for ten years.
    I was so glad to go to a new school, where I wasn't the kid that farted on parade.
    Fortunately I have managed to put it all behind me.

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