#52stories - Week 7 (Feb 15th)
Elementary school - part 2.
4th Grade: Between 3rd and 4th grades, my family moved down
the road a few miles. That meant that I went to 4th grade at Mountain
View Elementary School in Buena Vista, VA. Again, I rode the bus to
school. Mrs. Mackey was my teacher. She was old, but very nice. She
realized that I could not see the blackboard and moved me toward the
front of the classroom and mentioned it to my parents. So I started
wearing glasses in the 4th grade. My mom also told me that she was the
first teacher to compliment me to Mom on being a good student. What I
remember is having a couple of the girls in the class not like me
because they had always been the top two students in the class until I
arrived. Apparently, I bumped them down to 2nd and 3rd place. This was
the year we learned Virginia history. That's about it for 4th grade.
Here's me with glasses in 4th grade.
5th Grade:
We moved to Winston-Salem, NC, in the summer after 4th grade. I started
the year with Mrs. Norman and ended the year with Miss Palmer at North
Elementary School on Patterson Avenue. They were both younger than any
teacher I had had so far and they were both nice. I walked the a little over half a mile to school. The school
was torn down many years ago, but I found this photo at the Library of
Congress online at
http://www.loc.gov/pictures/resource/hhh.nc0463.photos.212413p/. The
library has several pictures of the outside and inside of the school.
The
big news/controversy at the beginning of the year was that the school
became integrated. And by integrated, I mean that one single brave
black girl attended the school; she was either in the
1st or 2nd grade. I'm sorry to say that the reaction of many parents
was to pull their students out of North Elementary and transfer them to
other schools. The class size seemed to drop daily for several months.
It dropped so much that the principal decided to combine the two 5th
grade classes into one. And that's why I ended up in Miss Palmer's
class at the end of the year. Just before the holiday break, Miss
Palmer assigned an extra credit project that involved making a list of
words from the letters in "Merry Christmas." She promised a special
prize to the student who got the most words. I won that contest hands
down...way more words than anyone else. Thank you, Mrs. Borthwick! The
prize, which took much nagging and some months to receive, was a Big
Book of Answers that contained a lot of info about science and nature. I
remember one item explained how and why fireflies tails light up. This
was the year of the Cuban Missile Crisis and practicing "duck and
cover". One day one of my classmates said that he had heard that the US
had declared war. By the time I got home, I was hysterical, but Mom
assured me it was not true. It was an anxious time. This was also the
year that I learned to twirl a baton. My next door neighbor had four
children, one of whom was a year ahead of me. She was a majorette for
the Tiny Vikings, a junior midget football team. They had a
cheerleaders and a twirling team and the Mom next door organized the
latter. My parents bought me the baton that I needed (and I still have)
and I'm sure Mom made my uniform. I see online that this is now a flag
football league; it was regular football then. My brother was on the
team. I
had begun the year with a bad case of impetigo on my chin, so I felt
like I had leprosy.Nonetheless, I made friends. JoAnna Self was my best
friend, but her family moved across town to Polo Road and we grew apart
in middle school.
6th Grade: For this
grade, my parents enrolled me at Lowrance Elementary, which was next to
Hanes High School and even closer to our house. I walked a little less than half a mile to school. Mrs. Oakes was my teacher. In
addition to JoAnna Self, Vickie Green was another good friend. Vicki
was obsessed with The Beatles, while I was not. I liked their music but
didn't get the screaming, swooning stuff. She lived with her
grandmother who was a very strict Baptist. We had many sleepovers. I
lost touch with Vicki but we were
reunited somewhat when she ended up at my high school. But we were not
as close in high school as we were in elementary school. I continued to
be a majorette with the Tiny Vikings. For Halloween this year, I
dressed up in my majorette uniform and went trick or treating with my
next-door neighbor, who wore her uniform. We were in Blum Park and there
was a talent contest, so we decided to join. We basically just twirled
the baton and whispered to each other when to change to a new move
(some of the moves are the pancake, double pancake, figure 8, around the
world, two-handed spin). We won an entire box of full-sized Hershey
chocolate bars! On a sad note, this was the year that Kennedy was
assassinated. Several kids had transistor radios that they would listen
to on the way home (especially during the World Series). One guy in my
class turned his radio on as we were leaving the school. So I was
walking across the school yard when he called out that the President had
been shot. I think I ran most of the way home and my mom confirmed the
news. I remember that my grandmother was visiting. It was a very sad
time, even though my parents had supported Nixon. It was still tragic.
I remember the television showing Jack Ruby shooting Lee Harvey
Oswald. I had just left the living room and missed seeing it live, but
heard the announcers saying what happened. We all went in to watch the
TV at that point.
So, I attended four separate elementary schools. It didn't seem as disjointed as it was happening as it does now. It was even worse for my brother. He started 1st grade at Fairfield, then had 2nd at Mt. View, 3rd at North, 4th at Lowrance and 5th & 6th at South Fork. And it was a little better for my older sister because she attended Fairfield for her entire elementary school; and, when I switched in 4th grade, she continued to the newly-opened Rockbridge High School with her friends. And in Winston, she attended Hanes for 2 years while I attended North & Lowrance.
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