Lesson 66 on Extra curricular activities
Owen’s estate was situated on a steep hillside facing into the prevailing wind and the school was near the top. Playtimes on windy days were a bracing experience but the infants loved them. They couldn’t wait to get out there. Their biggest dread was a wet playtime, when they couldn’t go outside. From half past nine onwards they would demand regular rain checks.
The attraction was Playing Parachutes. This involved running around with your arms extended above your head so that your unbuttoned coat billowed out behind you. The playground was filled with small shrieking figures zigzagging at speed in all directions, while the adults on duty cowered in coats and scarves. The children were unbelievably hardy. They would come back in exhilarated and freezing cold, buzzing with satisfaction.
Of course they had plenty of practice. They spent every possible moment they could outside. When we talked in class about things we enjoyed doing top of the list came “Playing out!”
If you drove past the estate on light evenings every open space was populated with children of all ages running around, kicking balls or chasing one another. There were plenty of green spaces on the edge of the estate and hardly any through traffic in the estate itself. The main road looped around the outskirts.
When I first went to the school, I had been curious about the area and had asked about walking or driving around it. I was counselled not to think of doing so. Nobody ever went through the estate except those living there, those who had business with them (such as the van man who sold the duty free cigarettes), council workers of one sort or another, or the police.
When a pupil was unwell, and needed to go home, two members of staff would drive the sick child down the hill once mum had been alerted by phone. It was a long walk for a small poorly person and many families had no transport of their own. Nobody ever went into the estate by themselves.
It was a sensible precaution. One day when the postman parked his van at the bottom of the school path while he delivered the letters, by the time he got back to it, somebody had managed to break a window and steal the parcels left on the passenger seat.
When Ofsted were coming, the head was keen to ensure the site looked bright and well cared for, so she bought bedding plants for the flower beds. They were kept in readiness but only planted on the evening immediately before the inspection. The caretaker and his German Shepherd dog then guarded them throughout the night. That way they weren’t stolen until later in the week.
Still, it’s an ill wind! The fact that nobody in their right mind ventured into the Badlands of the estate meant that the children held possession of the streets. Untroubled by cars or strangers they played out hour after hour until darkness fell.
There was no point setting homework.