The E Dealer: Im talking about 1955,in those days things were different, read my first posting, a chapter from my book. Im sure things are much different today. In the 50's teachers at aHeber Road School used a slipper to thrash kids across the backside and rulers to hit them across the back of the hand. I had a fight with a boy in the playground when I was about 9 years old, we were both put in a boxing ring by a teacher and made to fight there. Today somthing like that would be reported on the national news. Regards Wardy.
Sorry The E Dealer, thought you were talking about my comments. Good to see the old place has changed. By the way; how would I go about having a look round the old place. I am writting a second book about the 50's in Dulwich and I would like to have a look at the classrooms in the school, just to prompt my memory.
The E Dealer; Thanks for that. The problem is I no longer live in Dulwich, I live in Norfolk. I suppose I could write to Mr Block requesting a visit. It would be realy strang going in to that building again. Funny, but the thing I remember the most is the smell, I wonder if it still has that smell, maybe I will find out one day.
I was at Heber school circa 1972/1973. Have fond memories of the place. Our tutor was a very old fashioned disciplinarian grammar school type teacher called Mr Hatton (aka Atom Bomb) , he could speak 7 languages fluently including Latin.
Lorenika: The book is called 'Looking Back' It's my childhood memories which I have written for my children and grandchildren. However, I am being asked to publish the book; dont know if I should. Have you read the chapter I posted on another thred about Rodwell Road? Maybe I should start up a new thread and have weekly chapters; a bit like the Sunday papers. Its good to know that people enjoy my stories, I enjoyed writting them, thank you.
Wow, I thought it was a book you had published, i think it's quite good. You should do something with it.
It would be great if you publish some chapters that we can read, but if you publish it, I'll definitely buy it!
lorenika, thanks you for that comment. The book is based on me as a child from 5 - 10 years old. It tells of my family, the people in the street, the good times and the bad times, the drinking in the Heber Arms pub and my fatheres building business. However, its all based around Dulwich, Rodwell Road and how things realy were for the working class family. I think I will do somthing with it, theres lots in there to tell, I just need to know what to do with it and how. Thanks again Wardy
I read a book last year for university called East End Memories, by Jennie Hawthorne, which reminded me a little bit to your book. For us, who are studying child development, this was an amazing resource that made us understand better how a child sees the world at that age. I love this kind of books that make you 'travel' to another time and make you value what we have now (or what we don't anymore). I must admit that sometimes I get bored reading books, but when I was reading your chapters, I just couldn't stop. You explain everything with such detail that you allow us to live that moment too. Very interesting, as I said, I'm sure many people would like to read stories of someone who lived in the area. I'd love to know more about what Dulwich was like many years ago.
You should definitely think about publishing the book. Let me know if it happens, I'll be your first buyer!
I can't think of any names though, I think it needs to be something special for you. If you have grandchildren, maybe they could come up with a good title! After all, the book is about a child's mind, so children could find a great title.
Good luck and keep us informed!
Lorenica your words have brought tears to my eyes. It is so encouraging to hear that my memories are of interest to others. You will know from my chapter on Heber road that the education system to me was a challenge and most of my school days were spent battling against the system and teachers. Iím please to say that I never gave up and at the age of 51, which was a few years back, I finally obtained an MSc from Leicester University. Iím so pleased that you found the chapters easy to read, it was always my intention to do that. In the past I have read books and found some of the words so complicated that I have lost interest in what I was reading. I have so many stories of my childhood and your words have made me think that maybe I should continue to put words to paper and share those stories with others. Itís been a long journey since Heber Road School but perhaps finally I can say that I do have something to say which is worth listening to. Many thanks Wardy.
Wardy - I am sorry to hear about your treatment by Miss Hussey, especially over a minor issue. I think the fact that you remember this so clearly after so long shows the effect of physical treatment of this type on children and I think in not too many years from now we will look back on all physical discipline of children, by teachers, parents or anyone else as an outdated practice.
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My Dad went to Heber in the 1930's and I was there in the 60's. You brought back a lot of memories Wardy! We also lived in Rodwell Road - apparently up the 'posh' end.... who knew! My great grandparents and grandparents also lived in Rodwell, near the corner at Cyrena.
One correction tho' - the headmasters name was Mr. Heester, but yes we also called him Easter Egg!
GSJ57; Thanks for that, all these years and I had his name Wrong. If you and your perents lived there at that time I probably know you. If I remember correctly Cyrena Road was on a hill and there was a corner shop at what we called "down the Hill. I think there was also a small wall that entered Redwell Road and Cyrena that us kids would sit on.
The corner wall in Cyrena/Rodwell was also a great place to hide went tormenting (knock down ginger - where the hell did that name come from) the people who lived upstairs to Hilda Perkins corner shop after she died.
The corner shop down the hill was run by the Robsons I think.
diwhy; you are correct. The shop was run by hilder and Doll. They looked after me when my mum went to work. I have asked on the Rodwell Road thred if your name is Mickey Staines? Im on my way home from Liverpool at the moment, maybe I will find out later tonight when I get ack home.
Mick see Rodwell Road thread. No Dolly and Hilder were not mother and daughter, I think they were related in some way, dont know what way. Had some great fun there playing on the top floor of the house.
Hope this isn't too personnel for first time communications, I attend Heber Road school from Sept 1951 and just like you I had it from day one, I mean hour one, my name was Margaret Sanderson, I was 5yrs old, I had 3 older brother Norman, Roger, and Michael (mike), so I'd heard all about this Heber road school, we lived in Jennings Road no 30, so we only had to go down the road, I can remember my Mum and Dad takening me screaming down the road, like they were taking me into some institution or something worse. After my Mum and Dad had handed me over to the teacher, whose name alludes me at the moment, but he was a gaint of a man, big thick set bloke, and I was terrified, so at playtime I ran home nd told my parents, Thats it I'm not going back there again. Off we went again, same thing happened at lunchtime, off I went back home with the pretext this time that they didn't have any rulers. Back they took me. Afternoon playtime off again this time saying they had no rubbers. Well had home time I tolf them, Ok I've been there today but thats it NO More. I'll not keep on tonight as it's getting late but it was really great to read your chapter, brought back lots of memories, and like you when the school caught fire, weall sat on the wall opposite the school and was shouting to the firemen to just let it burn, but of course they didn't. I'll hopefully catch up with you again.
My daughter just started at Heber in January - we had heard good things about the school from people who had gone there from her nursery and, I have to say, they've been borne out over the past couple of months. She has a great reception class teacher and seems to spend most of her time playing outside! It's very interesting to hear posters' memories of the school - thanks a lot. It's amazing how schools can change so dramatically, depending (usually) on the head teacher - I went to a great school in East Yorkshire (left 20 years ago *sigh*) and was absolutely amazed to hear that it had gone into special measures a couple of years ago.