Princethorpe Road School in the 1950s
What a great place to learn and develop. Princethorpe Road School was perfectly located to provide for a mixed catchment that brought children together from the large council housing estate and the several areas of owner-occupied dwellings that surrounded it. Housing tenure seemed to be an irrelevance then. Peace was upon us; Rationing was over; jobs were plentiful; and everyone in Weoley Castle was upwardly mobile.
My twice-daily journey to school (I went home for dinner) was from Ilmington Road. We were privileged to have been allocated a council house there after being slum-cleared from Ladywood. Like all other children, I walked to school. I entered the School by the smaller of the two Quarry Road gates.
After that my route went as follows:
Senior Infants (1956/57) with the maternal Mrs Jones.
Class 11 (1957/58) with the glamorous Miss Clark, for whom I would have done anything (as is evidenced by my school report).
(Both of the above had their classrooms in wooden outbuildings; and at some distance from the lavatories.)
Class 8 (1958/59) with old school and strict Mr Horrocks, for whom we had to do everything he required (and no sympathy for my broken arm).
Class 4 (1959/60) with Mr Waters, the modern man with a more relaxed way of teaching, but none the less effective.
Class 1 (1960/61) with the incomparable Miss Beech, certainly the best teacher in my World.
Under Headmaster Mr Golby, the School’s focus was always on learning and the acquisition of knowledge, and in a very inclusive way, at least for those times.
Competitive pursuits were not favoured. Yes, we had boys’ football and cricket teams, but we only ever played friendlies. Disappointingly for many of us, the School did not participate in the junior school sports leagues. We were quite good though. Under my captaincy, the football team (in its green and yellow quarters) lost just once; 1-0 to Our Lady and St Rose, the nearby catholic school. We did participate in the Birmingham School Sports Day but without conviction or distinction.
Miss Beech preached non-competitiveness and non-aggression. She once ordered me home during an after-school soft ball game for booing a score by the other side. Recorder playing, choir singing, country dancing and mixed-rounders were her choice of suitable energetic activities. We lads just wanted to play football! But Miss Beech was all about learning and improving together. All but one of my sizeable Class 1 passed the 11-plus. By that time we were all good friends. One of us not achieving the mark came as a shock to the whole Class. I do hope that person went on to have a fantastic and fulfilling life.
Writing about Princethorpe Road School has conjured up so many good memories. I think I can recall the names of all my classmates and several others who shared the games and playgrounds with me.
Princethorpe Road School has been a major influence on my path through life. For that I will be forever grateful.
Paul W