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They will not escape from the infants corner
September 1963
A high wall stops even the most determined child in the class from trying to escape.
The art lesson features the rotten jars of liquid paint, that stops any young budding artist experimenting with other colours and shades, each jar has its own brush and they must not be mixed.
At the start of the lesson you were given two or three jars of paint, later you would swap your jars for different colours, Once you had gone through all the colours you could then repeat the range until your painting was finished.
They thought I was strange at the age of six, by not wanting to use all their jars of these bright colours. For most of the time I wanted to keep the jar of black paint - All railway steam engines were black in the early 1960s (weren't they?).
When we started the lesson one of the jars would be black or brown (made up of the paint from the previous day, plus two colours of the teachers choice. Later they would be changed for a different set.
For the previous five years I had never been made to share things, now I found having to change to different colours or the like a bit of an annoyance.
Breaking off in the middle of the lesson to go for a pee was allowed, what was annoying on return was finding that another child had decided to dip their brush in your paint whilst you were away, yellow now took on a greenish hue, white might now be pink.
Others had found a easy solution by not leaving their easel, a puddle on the floor was put down to spilled water from your brush washing up jar, when outside, there was never any evidence. When I was told to wear waterproof pants after minor accidents during rest time, I too never left my easel to visit the toilet.
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I didn't much like the idea of school - there were too many other children, I started school at the age of six (a year later than the others). "Philip is gradually learning to be a co-operative member of the group"
At my second infant school at the age of six and a half, I was put back a year and was with a class of five year olds, more fun and play at this school.
Then another move just before I was seven, I was then on my third infant school, and managed to become the first infant in many years to receive the cane from the headmistress. "His work was generally messy and untidy. He is highly strung"
It made a good start for my next seven Junior & primary schools until I was eleven.
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They will not escape from the infants corner
September 1963
A high wall stops even the most determined child in the class from trying to escape.
The art lesson features the rotten jars of liquid paint, that stops any young budding artist experimenting with other colours and shades, each jar has its own brush and they must not be mixed.
At the start of the lesson you were given two or three jars of paint, later you would swap your jars for different colours, Once you had gone through all the colours you could then repeat the range until your painting was finished.
They thought I was strange at the age of six, by not wanting to use all their jars of these bright colours. For most of the time I wanted to keep the jar of black paint - All railway steam engines were black in the early 1960s (weren't they?).
When we started the lesson one of the jars would be black or brown (made up of the paint from the previous day, plus two colours of the teachers choice. Later they would be changed for a different set.
For the previous five years I had never been made to share things, now I found having to change to different colours or the like a bit of an annoyance.
Breaking off in the middle of the lesson to go for a pee was allowed, what was annoying on return was finding that another child had decided to dip their brush in your paint whilst you were away, yellow now took on a greenish hue, white might now be pink.
Others had found a easy solution by not leaving their easel, a puddle on the floor was put down to spilled water from your brush washing up jar, when outside, there was never any evidence. When I was told to wear waterproof pants after minor accidents during rest time, I too never left my easel to visit the toilet.
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I didn't much like the idea of school - there were too many other children, I started school at the age of six (a year later than the others). "Philip is gradually learning to be a co-operative member of the group"
At my second infant school at the age of six and a half, I was put back a year and was with a class of five year olds, more fun and play at this school.
Then another move just before I was seven, I was then on my third infant school, and managed to become the first infant in many years to receive the cane from the headmistress. "His work was generally messy and untidy. He is highly strung"
It made a good start for my next seven Junior & primary schools until I was eleven.
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