9 thoughts on “An actual school playground, 1912

  1. Hell, things weren’t that much different at my school in the sixties. This kind of fun made the kids tough.

    1. Yeah, It was just another time. Things are so different today. At a school I worked at the rules were way too restrictive. No running on the playground. No Dodge-ball. No playing Tag, and so on. Some counselors today are saying that all those restrictions on kids are not healthy, that they need to take risks, otherwise the cautioning of “danger” is just hear-say to them and they will rebel and test out the waters for themselves. I guess there’s a balance somewhere in the middle where playgrounds are made safer and kids are allowed to climb, run, jump, hug. Certainly that picture is extreme, but somewhere in the middle of then and now might work. The insurance companies drive much of the legislation, too. Oh well, it was kind of nostalgic to see that pic.


  2. If I was a kid on that playground every one would know I don’t take risk on ladders. If I used that play ground to the fullest it would take years. But I would have had the years to do it. It would have helped me right now.
    Ladders and Antennas go hand and hand with Amateur Radio.

  3. My school playground didn’t have any such things. We jumped rope, played hopscotch, tag, etc. I don’t know what the boys did during recess….didn’t care either haha. Of course recess wasn’t much because most kids walked home for lunch where mom was waiting with a hot meal. We usually made it back to school just before the bell rang to call us all back inside.

  4. OMG! Does anyone know if there’s an agency I can call to report this school? There are no warning signs and these kids could get hurt at those heights. There must be a law? Do they have a license or a permit for that? Maybe I could report them to the saaaafety authorities before someone falls. I know, I’ll form a citizen’s safety council and we’ll sue that school so that the chiiiildren are saaafe. The chiiildren just need a saaafe space.


  6. Man, I miss those days of freedom. Like Mary in ND said, people used to go home for lunch and come back in time for afternoon class and that was when both parents were working and they trusted us with a house key. I know I did that as I was in 5th grade at the time. I didn’t have DPS or anything like that back then to hound me or my parents. And it meant to us that our parents trusted us and we were becoming more independent and responsible rather than dependent and irresponsible. In addition to that we didn’t have security or police at school or following us home.

  7. I was in grade school in the late 1940’s, early 1950’s. We had similar equipment to play on, an ocean wave that balanced in the middle on a pole, wooden see-saws, metal swings and slides. We also played hop scotch, soft ball, tether ball, basket ball, jacks, jump rope and it was rare anyone got injured. On the ocean wave it was a wonder some of us did not crack our heads open when we leaned back with our feet tucked under a metal bar to hold us. We had a 3 level chin up bar that some of us would wrap our leg around and try to flip over by having someone push us. Some of us would use the short jump ropes made for jumping rope, others would bring a long rope which two people had to hold and swing which would be about 10 feet long.

    We were allowed to carry wooden base ball bats, gloves and soft balls to school. We played a game called scrub when there were not enough player to make two teams. Our lady teachers would stand out in the heat during recess and be our umpire of these games. Back then the lady teachers wore girdles, hose and suits, not casual dress as they do today; yet they would umpire our games when asked to do so. It was nothing for the principal to pick up a kid, paddle his behind on the playground if he was misbehaving.

    In high school the guys would bring their rifles to school in their vehicles. Nothing was locked back then and nothing was stolen like it is today. How a few decades have changed schools. I miss those days.

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