When I started school in 1956 I had a pair of big old cloppy saddle shoes. They were purchased at least one size too big so that they would last the entire school year and I wouldn’t grow out of them. Yep, that’s how it was done in my family.
I wore headscarves. I looked like a Russian immigrant. My Mom insisted that whenever it was cold, windy, rainy, snowy, chilly, cloudy, or whatever I had to wear a headscarf, so I wouldnt catch cold. Yep, and as soon as the bus took off down the road, I would rip that headscarf right off.
I kept my crayons (all 8 of them) in a Velveeta Cheese Box. Yep … along with a jar of paste and a couple of really big fat pencils.
My Mom was very resourceful. I carried my lunch money tied in the corner of a handkerchief. It was less likely to be lost that way and I also had something to blow my nose on!
More school adventures to follow….