More on school life in pre-war Preston

The alarming accounts given in the last post about the schooldays of Preston children continues here, beginning with life at Lark Hill Convent. Again, the extracts from the article, titled ‘An oral history of schooling in Lancashire 1900-1950: gender, class and education’, are given verbatim


Barbara and Kathleen, sisters who attended Lark Hill House Convent in the 1940s, recalled:

‘You know, one or two of the girls, because they didn’t like the brown velours, they’d put a big crease in the back so the hat would tilt back. Well if any girl was caught with a crease in her hat, dear me! Some would take them off on the bus. Well, if that got back to school! And ladies didn’t cross their legs or whistle or anything like this, you know. “It makes Our Lady cry to hear a lady whistle”.’

Though conformity to the expected norms of behaviour was not exacted with physical punishment, as it was in boys’ Catholic schools, Dorothy Marcham, at Lark Hill Convent in the 1930s felt the mix of religion and authority was just as powerful:

‘I never saw a cane at Lark Hill. I mean, the ultimate dread of everybody was to go to Reverend Mother, go to Mother Mary Monica. Oh dear, if you had to go to her, I don’t know. You’d have hoped that the floor would have opened and swallowed you rather than go to her.’

Preston Schools - Lark Hill

One of the greatest crimes at girls’ secondary schools involved having any contact with the opposite sex. Park School girls from the 1910s to the 1950s remember that they were not allowed to walk along [Moor] Park Avenue, which ran in front of their school and Preston Grammar, with any grammar school boy, even, as late as the 1950s, a younger brother. Girls and boys plying their way by public transport … were in fact bound to meet each other, even though old girls remember instructions not even to look at boys in the street … Any contact had to be concealed. Catherine Tipping, at the Park School from 1915 to 1920 explained:

‘Of course we used to meet these grammar school boys, you know, and we got to know them waiting for trams, and we used to chat them up and so forth, you know, but we had to be very careful we weren’t seen, or else we were in hot water.’

There were some secondary schoolgirls who found ways of flouting the norms of segregation and feminine refinement out of school. Anne Chamberlain, who went to the Park School, used to read boys’ magazines. Her mother considered schoolgirls’ magazines like School Friend to be too trivial too buy for her but did not mind her reading the boys’ comics which her neighbours passed on to her and which she enjoyed: ‘those were exciting you see… there was Tubby Haig and Nelson Lee!’

Dorothy Marcham, saturated in refinement at Lark Hill Convent, also preferred her brother’s Rover to schoolgirl books, ‘they were sort of rubbishy type things’, and Beatrix Gray who went to Winckley Square Convent enjoyed her brother’s comics.’

Anne Chamberlain articulated her frustration with femininity as it was defined in the 1920s when discussing the boys’ magazines she read: ‘I think I would have preferred to have been a boy… I thought they had a far better time.’

A few girls managed to cross the sexual divide and join in boys’ games out of school. Anne remembers her friendship with the boys next door while she was at the Park School in the 1920s: ‘they were about one or two years older than I was and I used to play with them, I mean there was no romance about it at all.’

Similarly Maude Mundy enjoyed playing with the local boys when she twelve: ‘we used to play cowboys and Indians and they used to tie me to lamp posts and dance round me saying “whoo whoo”.’ Anne and Maude had parents who tolerated these seemingly innocent relationships though many parents, especially Catholics, were more prohibitive about their daughters’ contacts. Even in her elementary schooldays Dorothy Marcham was ‘never allowed to play out on the street, and of course, boys — you didn’t talk to boys’ though her friend Kathleen Brackle’s brothers were acceptable because ‘my mother knew the Brackles’ and she was allowed to go out on her bike with the Brackle children.


You can find the full article here: https://www.jstor.org/stable/40178956

More to come …

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