"My brother and I attended Ettingshall primary school during the
late 1960s and early 1970s. In the 1930s it was known as "The Tin
School" because it was made out of corrugated tin sheets. In 1939
a new brick school was opened and in March 1999 an open evening
was held to commemorate 60 years of the new school.
"The memories came flooding back as I pored over pictures of faces
I hadn't seen in a quarter-century Boys I'd played football with,
girls I'd played kiss-chase with. I finally spotted myself in pictures
of the football team. Did my hair really look that bad?
In the 73-74 season we were Bilston schools champions and Wolverhampton
schools cup winners.
"Things had changed since I was last there. A new hall had been
built and there was a computer in every classroom. In one corridor
was a display of the different cultures represented at the school.
Bilston was a multicultural community when I was at Ettingshall,
but only recently have we begun to celebrate it.
"How small everything was. In the toilets the washbasins only
came up to my knees. When I used the rope ladders in the hall all
those years ago, they seemed huge. Now, I could reach the top of
the frames.
"The most enjoyable part of the open evening was meeting some
of my old teachers: Miss Potts, my old headmistress; Mr Courts,
my class teacher in my final year; and Miss Fuel. I also recognised
Ettingshall's longest-serving teacher, Mr Jones. He retired not
long after I left and had started working there in the 1930s.
"Here's to the next 60 years . . ."
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