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![]() The One Room School HouseMemorizing Poems
Land was set aside and a small school was erected by the community for the benefit of all the local children. Teachers were usually just girls from the community. Later high school was a requirement before you could teach, and then two years of college became necessary.
Typical classrooms held at first benches and a wood or coal stove for heat, some slate for a blackboard, little slate boards for each child, some chalk, and some rags for wiping off. A lot of copying from the black board was done to learn the letters, or practice the arithmetic. Memory and memorization were daily events. Everyone memorized the alphabet, the times tables, the days of the week, the months of the year. Every one memorized the Star Spangled Banner, the pledge to the flag.
Poems were memorized, and my mother could recite those poems all her life to me. One of them was: by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
This poem was written in 1839. The blacksmith no longer stands in Cambridge but its place is marked with a tablet. When the chestnut tree was cut down the children of Cambridge had an armchair made of the wood and gave it to Mr. Longfellow on his seventy-second birthday.
another poem was: FROGS AT SCHOOL by George Cooper
A dunce was a child being punished by the teacher for some misdeed during class time, or sometimes, for not knowing their school work. The punishment was to sit or stand in the corner of the room with a cone shaped hat upon their head. It was a shameful experience, made even more disgraceful by the titters of the other children.
Were children unkind to each other back in those early small roomed school houses? I am sorry to say, yes indeed. One naughty story I recall, was gathering bedbugs and keeping them in a little box, and releasing unbeknown to the little girl who was the cleanest most polished little girl in the class, then finding them on her, and announcing it publicly, much to her chagrin.
Most beds were made of straw stuffed into a cloth mattress sack. This sack was then laid upon metal springs. (If you were lucky) Once or twice a year, usually in the spring, our folks would take those springs and mattresses out, and kerosene would be thrown on them and they were burned. New cloth, with new straw mattresses replaced the old, and it got rid of the little critters that had made a home in your mattress. It was one of those things that probably every family dealt with and no one talked about. For having bugs in your clothes, or on your bedding was saying you weren't very clean. No one wanted that stigma. And of course, as is true today, was true then, some people were cleaner than others.
Fandrick Family Home Page by Ron Fandrick © 1997 dor_97@yahoo.com
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