I well remember home ec as we had to walk about half an hour from the new high school which didn’t have the facilities to hold the classes, to the primary school, which used to also be the high school. The home ec and sewing etc classes were still held in the original classroom that was previously used. We left the high school at lunchtime and walked, in dribs and drabs, not all together. As long as we arrived before the start of class no one really cared. The old school was at the end of the Main Street so we often wandered into the shops, a grocer/cum everything shop, a shoe shop, a cafe, an electrical shop, a fruit shop, chemist, hairdressers, PO and three banks, that was it in our country town. There was a fish and chip shop opposite the school gate so if we could afford it we would buy a potato scallop for five cents for our lunch. There were three garages/mechanic/car sales shops and four pubs in the town. A clothing factory was also a feature of the Main Street, this was where I worked after finishing school until I was old enough to be a trainee nurse. The factory was the biggest employer of women in town. Anyway, I loved learning to cook, I was already an accomplished cook from helping mum since I was five, and I could sew, knit, crochet, embroider, so often our teacher Mrs Ramsay, who was the headmasters wife and only taught home ec etc. would ask me to be her helper in teaching the classes. After class it was home time and us out of town kids caught the bus home from the primary school. A lot of the town girls wagged and went home instead of walking to home ec classes.
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