Based on childhood recollections
of early 1900s London.
It was entirely normal for children to go to Sunday School on Sunday afternoons,
and I think our parents probably welcomed it to have some peace and quiet for
themselves. Sometimes they went out for a walk.
Sunday best clothes
Certificate for good attendance at Sunday School, awarded in Bobby Hogg of St Aldhelm's Sunday School, Edmonton in 1909. Photo courtesy of Graham Hogg, a relative of Bobby. Click for a larger image.
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On Sundays and for going to Sunday School we children had to wear clothes that were described as "Sunday
best", and when I went to Sunday School
mother would wag her forefinger at me and announce, "Now don't you come
home looking as it you have been drawn through a hedge backwards". I always
wondered how I would look if I really had been drawn through a hedge backwards,
but I never asked. I can understand how she felt, though, in view of the hard
work that was involved in washing clothes.
The thing I hated wearing most of all on Sundays were my Sunday best shoes.
One pair had patent leather toe caps, and it seemed that no matter how
careful I was they would get scratched so that a little triangular piece would
get pulled up. I always tried to stick it down with a little bit of spit before
going home but the the day of reckoning inevitably came. On Monday when these
things were put away, I knew the when I got home from school for mid-day
dinner that I was for it. It was always, "Come here mi lady", and
*When did you
do this?", etc, etc.
Which Sunday School?
My brothers and I started at the Sunday School at
St Aldhelms Church because it was the local Church of England church for the
Huxley Estate where my
Cole family lived in Edmonton. However
the minister left and his place was taken by a retired missionary with a wife
and daughter. They were a very sombre family and things seemed to fall apart.
So my brothers and I changed to the Sunday School of the
Tanners End Mission.
(Our part of Silver Street was called Tanners End probably because the leather
trade was conducted there at one time.) The Mission suited us very well, although
didn't approve of its evangelical stance. Even though he didn't attend church,
he favoured the Church of England.
The teaching at Sunday School
Sunday school teachers in those days were really dedicated and religious
people. However they were not necessarily well educated and often taught things
that I found out later were not true. As I enjoyed singing the rousing hymns, it never occurred to me to question or disbelieve the words.
remember There's a place for little children above the bright blue sky,
and I still feel hurt and disillusioned that heaven isn't really directly above
us. Incidentally I am equally disappointed that there isn't really a man in
the moon. As a child I could look upwards some nights and clearly make out his
face. A poem by Thomas Hood expresses my feelings perfectly. He too had his
daydreams, then later had to face reality. When this poem is recited nowadays,
it tends only to be the first verse, "I remember, I remember the house where
I was born", but it is the last verse that expresses how I feel:
I remember, I remember
The fir-trees dark and high;
I used to
think their slender tops
Were close against the sky:
It was a childish
But now 'tis little joy
To know I'm farther off from Heaven
Than when I was a boy.
Children's behaviour at Sunday School
As children went to Sunday School whether they wanted to or not, it is not
surprising that some of the boys were not always well-behaved. The Sunday School
superintendent would stand on the platform to keep order. When he wanted to
call someone to attention, he had a habit of snapping his fingers with
this thumb and middle finger and then pointing his index finger at the child
concerned. I remember one occasion in particular: There were two brothers by
the surname of Berry who seemed to be full of fun, and one day when the superintendent
wanted one of them to behave, he shouted "Berry!" When one got up, he said,
"Not you, the elder Berry". My father, like a lot of the men, made elderberry
wine, and elderberries were very familiar to us children. So the superintendent
shouting to an elderberry set all of us laughing.
Freebies from Sunday School
To encourage children to attend Sunday School, all the Sunday Schools that
I knew gave children a stamp for each attendance and a brown paper book to stick
them into. These stamps were like postage stamps but larger with a biblical picture
and text on them. When we had a full book, we had a small prize. We also had
some very nice larger texts given to us, suitable for hanging on the wall.
Sunday School outings and teas
The Sunday School also ran an outing to the seaside every summer by
train to encourage attendance and a
sense of community.
A Sunday School outing, 1912, courtesy of Chertsey Museum.
There was also a Sunday School tea. We children very much enjoyed these
teas, but it was the company as much a the food which consisted of thick
slices of bread with salmon and shrimp paste and a slab Madeira cake.
The on-going social life
As I got older, social life revolved round the Mission. It was such a friendly
community! We had great fun. I joined the Band of Hope and Christian
Endeavour there, and their teachings were good grounding for later life.
I met my husband through Tanners End Mission.
This website Join me in the 1900s is a contribution to the social history of everyday life in early to mid 20th century Britain, seen through personal recollections and illustrations, with the emphasis on what it was like to live in those times. It is © Pat Cryer.