We had moved to Harpenden a few years before I started at
Manland County Primary School in September 1959. In those days there was far
less provision for the under-fives – no such thing as Mother and Toddler Groups
in the 1950s – so starting school was a really big event. I don’t have many
memories of my pre-school life which is a shame as I’m sure my Mother spent
more time with me during those 5 years than in the rest of my life put
together. The Second World War had only ended 14 years previously and it would still
have been very fresh in the minds of all the adults in positions of authority.
The distribution of primary schools within Harpenden was
most peculiar. Manland, ¾ of a mile away from my home, was easily the closest school
and luckily was regarded as the best in the town. There was another school in
Batford (mainly catering for the large council house estate there), St Dominics
(Catholic) quite close to the town centre and Roundwood on the opposite side of
town to Dalkeith Road. So it was Manland or nowhere, especially as in those
days my Mother couldn’t drive a car. The school on Crabtree Lane, 50 yards from
home, wasn’t built until many years later.
I started school just before my 5th birthday and
I can still recall odd bits of my first day. My class teacher was Mrs
Avis-Jones and I sat next to a girl called Helen who was wearing a brown
cardigan with flecks of other colours in it. I can remember being terribly
surprised that there were children in the class who couldn’t read. I thought it
was some kind of strange joke when I was the only child in the room who could read
all the words written on pieces of coloured card mounted on the walls.
We sat at desks arranged in rows and teaching was rather
formal. Of course it needed to be because Classroom Assistants were a long,
long way in the future and Mrs Avis-Jones was expected to cope on her own all
day and every day.
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