Did you use this trick to hold up your stockings?

From our March 2013 issue

By Sonia Barton – Edmonton, Alta.

This photo brought back memories of the clothing we wore back in the ‘40s.

If you could see all the girls’ clothing, you’d notice they were all wearing dresses. There were no pants worn by school girls back then. As I recall, from Grade 1 to 12, I was never allowed to wear pants and never allowed to wear makeup either.

Kensington School #2723 (1910-1960). This was taken in the spring of 1944. Back left: Eric Wilson; Jim Stevens; John Lanzman; Albert Sawatsky; Norma Scoffin; Irene Dyck; Lorne Webster; Jack Wilson. Third row: Teacher, Laurine Johnston; Wanda Dyck; Elsie Sawatsky; Eleanor Scott; Eileen Stevens; Martha Sawatsky; John Stevens. Second row: Hedy Martins; Margaret Scott; Hedy Dyck; Edna Stevens; Jean Houston; Elwin Evans; Norman Boe. First row: Shirley Houston; Sonia Boe; David Scott; Howard Booth; Norman (Turk) Stevens; Peter Plett.

In order to keep warm while outside in the winter, girls wore wool snow pants with their dresses tucked inside, and topped off with wool jackets.

When the weather cooled in late fall, we also reluctantly donned ribbed brown stockings which were uncomfortable and itchy. They were often held up with rubber sealer rings.

Being the only girl in our family and having a mother talented at sewing, I had many dresses fashioned from yard goods – no doubt purchased from the Eaton’s catalogue. Maybe readers will remember pages of little squares illustrating colours and designs of fabric. Cottons and cotton blends cost about 25¢ a yard.

The first week I started school, mother made sure I wore a new, clean dress every day. Before very long, I had been teased about this break in tradition. I was very annoyed at my mother – she who knew everything!

She should have known that a girl wore on dress Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday and a clean dress for Thursday and Friday. When I got home, I lost no time informing her of this breech of etiquette and thereafter I’m sure we adhered to this dress code.

Our little white schoolhouse was seven miles northwest of Fiske and about eight miles southwest of Herschel, Sask. Some of the kids claimed Fiske as their hometown and some, Herschel.

There was some lively rivalry as to whose town was bigger and better.

According to recent census figures, Fiske has a population of 110 and Herschel, 25. It appears that Fiske is now definitely ahead!