Posted on 03/17/2013 5:05:05 PM PDT by Flightdeck
That pic brought back memories...chalk dust,cleaning erasers
And that gawd awful ground hamburger with mustard that I
can smell to this day.
I remember the paper they made us use when we were learning how to write upper and lower case letters. We also had writing books where we had to practice our cursive writing. I watched a British program the other night which featured a visit to The Pen Museum in Birmingham, England. At one time Birmingham was the largest manufacturer of the nibs used in ink pens. I had forgotten that as a kid in grammar school, we used wooden pens with nibs inserted in them, and had to dip the nib into the bottle of ink in order to write. It was a very messy way to write, and you had to blot everything so it wouldn’t smudge.
It’s a shame that kids today aren’t taught cursive writing. If I hadn’t learned as a kid in the 50’s, I never would have been able to read all the old archival records/letters back when I was doing historical research. Everybody wrote in cursive back in the old days. How will these kids ever be able to dig through old manuscripts if they can’t read or write cursive script?
hahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa!
I probably would have been Valedictorian, if it weren’t for handwriting and P.E. grades. Straight A’s on everything else, but I was just a little uncoordinated physically.
Anna and the King of Siam! The King and I was based on a true story.
6th grade was our right of passage when we were allowed to have real ink in our ink wells. We were told to report to school at the beginning of the2nd week with a “pen wiper” that we had made over the weekend. This pen wiper was made of several layers of absorbant cotton fabric, and it hung by a string from the corner of our desks. The girls made ink wipers out of layers of cotton flannel cut with pinking shears that had pretty covers decorated with lace and ribbons. The boys brought a stack of random old rags run through with a string.
The teacher chose 2 boys to fill the ink wells out of a gallon of INDELIBLE ink. It was risky business.
Yes, and I guess the lessons were well learned. Later on, his descendant, the current King, met the Queen when they were both studying in Switzerland!
I have a weird friend who used a vaguely similar doodle as his passport signature - I guess as sort of a libertarian protest gesture.
The thing is though, he travels a lot world wide - mostly in Asia, and while he was never actually denied entry anywhere, he got hassled about it so much he eventually returned to a normal signature.
Thanks for sharing your memories. I feel lucky to have been born in ‘47, with a childhood in the 50’s. I can still remember when the first family on the street got a color TV.
Heck! I remember when the first family on my street got a black and white TV!
I lived in the Central Valley of CA, and we couldn’t receive TV signals there until they built our own stations. The mountain ranges blocked transmissions from San Francisco and LA. In 1952, they brought in dozens of TV sets and a special feed to the Memorial Auditorium downtown, and the townspeople could all go down town and watch the Democrat and Republican Conventions leading to the nominations of Adlai Stevenson and Dwight Eisenhower. Admission was free.
Ordinary residents did not own personal TVs until about 1954, however. My family got one in 1955.
The first black and white TV console I remember we had was like the old Motorola console from 1952 that consisted of the TV on one side with a radio and turntable on the other. The speakers were on the bottom hidden behind a fabric covering. I lived in Rochester, NY and back then I think all we got were the three network channels: ABC, NBC and CBS.
Gathering intel from any source can be valuable. This particular test is on gender, but there may be similar tests for place of origin (i.e., style of writing might differ based on country/region one grew up in when learning to write), etc.
Noooo, I meant who has time to make smiley faces or hearts out of the dots on i’s as the poster said girls do.
I sure don’t!
I’m guessing the handwriting is a woman’s if it looks snarky.
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