tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post115146657802655421..comments2024-03-28T01:33:17.573-04:00Comments on History Is Elementary: Scavenging For My Past, Part 3EHThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964668210604436937noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-52183713316226161122015-11-29T12:02:42.860-05:002015-11-29T12:02:42.860-05:00I went to Eastern Elementary School from 1st throu...I went to Eastern Elementary School from 1st through 4th grades. I too had Mrs. Olvey for third grade. Miss Ivey for first grade and Mrs Allen for 2nd grade. I attended from 1961-1965. I remember playing marbles on the playground . I played with the boys a lot even though I'm a girl. My two older brothers attended Eastern as well. One day while in the lunchroom, I saw teachers going to and from the playground. They left the building with clean white towels and returned with blood soaked towels. My older brother had been hit in the head with a baseball bat (accidentally). He was ok after a few stitches. I also remember my other brother being put in a baby bed for punishment. The baby beds were kept in the hallways so that all the kids in the school could see who got in trouble. I was really embarrassed to see my brother in there. I have to admit, as much as I loved school there was a good bit of fear that followed me in the building each day. Does anyone else remember the baby beds?<br />Valerie Sapphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16941728498156401515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-90338923091314521072015-11-29T11:46:25.497-05:002015-11-29T11:46:25.497-05:00I went to Eastern Elementary from first grade in 1...I went to Eastern Elementary from first grade in 1961 through 4th grade in 1965. They didn't have kindergarten back then. Captain Kangaroo was my kindergarten teacher. I have many good memories there but I also have some shocking memories. Does anyone remember the baby beds in the halls? If you got in trouble you were put in a baby bed for all the other kids to see. One time my brother was in the baby bed when my class came in from recess. I was so embarrassed! What a horrible discipline system. I am "retired" from teaching now and I can only imagine what would happen if a school did that today. WowAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-12238263892254793182013-08-26T11:11:32.383-04:002013-08-26T11:11:32.383-04:00This just made me so homesick for my time at Easte...This just made me so homesick for my time at Eastern Elementary...those wonderful waxed and buffed wood floors...and I was so sad when I heard of it burning.<br />I am the sister of Brad Jones, who commented earlier, and a forever friend of Claire Land Santuae, someone mentioned knowing. I was there in the 5th through 7th grades and had Ms. Posey...LOVED her perfection lipstick and liner application...had Mrs Pittman in the 6th grade and Dear dear Mrs. Bowman for 7th grade until mid year when we moved back to Orlando. I will never ever forget, and will always be very grateful, for the impact Mrs. Beasley, the librarian, had on my life. I would love to know what ever happened to her and if anyone knows how I could get in touch with her. I became a 6th grade teacher and after retiring, I have become an author and illustrator of children's books. <br />Thank you so much for this walk down memory lane. We lived in Vermont Estates, and always walked the trail through the woods, to school...<br />Christie Jones RayChristie Jones Rayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09673858402457921172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-82260880007673498422013-07-19T01:05:29.911-04:002013-07-19T01:05:29.911-04:00I am leaving this comment to your post about Easte...I am leaving this comment to your post about Eastern Elementary in July 2013, many years after your original post. I found it by Googling Eastern Elementary to see if anything would come up.<br /><br />I attended Eastern Elementary from 1978-81, which must have been some years after you. Mrs. Walthall was principal during my years there.<br /><br />I believe my third grade class was in the same room as yours, though my teacher was Ms. Beck, who was in her mid-20s (I think). I remember the beautiful view of nature from that window. <br /><br />Later for 4th grade, I was further down the new hall in Mrs. Lawrence's class, which was on the upper floor of the new hall and was the last classroom on the side facing the playgrounds. My mother began teaching 6th grade at Eastern during my 4th grade year, and she became close friends with Mrs. Lawrence. They remained close friends until my mother passed in 2010. Mrs. Lawrence passed in 2011 at the age of about 84.<br /><br />I had Mrs. Meadows in 5th grade, and then I transferred to Brookview at the beginning of the 1981-82 school year.<br /><br />I was too young then to know how truly dangerous the Red Oak projects were, but perhaps they weren't as bad at the time as they would become later in the 1980s. I made friends with many of the kids who lived in Red Oak. My mother rented an apartment in what used to be called Castilian Heights on Washington Rd. During my Eastern years, I used to often walk to school by taking a trail behind Castilian Heights and then Campbell Drive. My mother, of course, drove most days. I think I used to walk b/c she had to be at work earlier than I had to be at school, but also b/c I enjoyed talking with friends during the walk to school. Try to picture the geography. When I emerged from the trail behind Castilian Heights onto Campbell Drive, I would usually encounter students walking from the Red Oak projects.<br /><br />So, I went from Eastern to Brookview and ultimately to M.D. Collins, from which I graduated high school. Red Oak, East Point, and College Park were different places in those days. Atlanta in general was different. I loved your description of Red Oak in the 70s as a "hamlet." Yes, there was something really quaint about it. <br /><br />Thank you for this post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-14499049479662463982013-05-29T20:19:30.707-04:002013-05-29T20:19:30.707-04:00My Daddy pulled up Eastern Elementary on Google Ma...My Daddy pulled up Eastern Elementary on Google Maps today (5/29/13) to show me his old school; it was shockingly sad how the school is 'disrespected' (old tires, garbage, more garbage, etc.). Daddy attended from 1952 to 1959 (1st through 7th). He wanted to take me, but the area is still quite dangerous - even during the weekday hours. (Ironically his parents still live 'across' Roosevelt, just down Buffington. That's the only part of Red Oak we dare visit anymore. It's a real shameAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-54094409504957311612012-12-18T20:34:32.972-05:002012-12-18T20:34:32.972-05:00Hello there, I too attended Eastern Elementary unt...Hello there, I too attended Eastern Elementary until '68 when I moved on to Lakeshore High. Worked there with the Fulton County Public Safety Training Center many years later. Sadly I received a report that it burned to the ground last Thursday. I guess you were lucky to have visited it in its last days, it had fallen into a state of abandonment afterwards. Thanks for the article.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05613056671025689233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-83738723311333281062012-12-13T17:16:16.932-05:002012-12-13T17:16:16.932-05:00I just wanted let you know that the building that ...I just wanted let you know that the building that housed Eastern Elementary School in College Park burned down today. There's an article in ajc.com about it with photos. Apparently the building had been vacant for about 5 years. A car that that had been set on fire in front of the building started the fire. It was interesting to see your photos of the school. I began my teaching career there back in 1983. I taught 2nd grade there until they closed the school in 1986.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-44461710540464127032011-08-21T17:26:32.837-04:002011-08-21T17:26:32.837-04:00I went to Eastern also and had Mrs. Connor for fou...I went to Eastern also and had Mrs. Connor for fourth grade in '73, one of my favorite teachers. I'll never forget her reading Huckleberry Finn to us. She self-censored the N word throughout the book but one day she slipped and said it out loud. She actually came to tears as she apologized to the class. I'll never forget that.<br /><br />Brad JonesAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-69772247931881702952011-08-21T10:16:30.017-04:002011-08-21T10:16:30.017-04:00Friend of Claire Lanes Santuae here--she posted th...Friend of Claire Lanes Santuae here--she posted this on FB. Beautiful header, clever blog concept. Interestingly, my home town of Greenville, SC, has torn down my elementary school twice since it's 60s construction. Here in Nashville we are still using buildings from the 40s!Leisa A. Hammetthttp://www.leisahammett.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-90377442638272130752011-08-21T09:34:50.740-04:002011-08-21T09:34:50.740-04:00Hi! Just got word that they will be tearing down E...Hi! Just got word that they will be tearing down Eastern Elementary soon. This doesn't surprise me as I'm sure it is not an energy efficient building, but it takes a piece of me with it --- the 5th and 6th grade pieces --- and memories of walking to school (only time I was able to do that), my 6th grade teacher's iced coffee (she was WAAYYY ahead if her time, Starbucks!), kickball games, library class photos, creaky hallways, transom windows and friends I hold dear some 40 years later. :)E-Clairenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-65513362457184650142011-08-15T18:46:23.500-04:002011-08-15T18:46:23.500-04:00Thanks!! Went to Eastern Elem from 1st to 7th. My ...Thanks!! Went to Eastern Elem from 1st to 7th. My Mom also went there. Mrs. Posey was a neighbor and she was classy when I ran into hpher 1986ish.hometowngirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-22342297486729630072010-09-28T11:29:32.530-04:002010-09-28T11:29:32.530-04:00I went to Eastern Elementary also. 3rd thru 7th gr...I went to Eastern Elementary also. 3rd thru 7th grade and left in 1975. I have wonderful memories too. I remember Mrs. Bowman I had in 7th grade, and Mrs. Connor was the Librian. Playing kickball and having softball practice on the big field. Oh yeah, and the 600 yard dash where I got the Presidential Fitness Award! What a wonderful place to grow up!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-32109688182663992352007-07-13T23:35:00.000-04:002007-07-13T23:35:00.000-04:00Wow! What a small world we now live in with our te...Wow! What a small world we now live in with our technology. I also attended Eastern Elementary School-1st through 7th grade. (1965-1972) I also had Mrs. Posey for 5th grade. My sister had Mrs. Olvey for 3rd. We lived on Old Fairburn Rd. which was right off Buffington Rd. across from where the Auto Auction is. I have wanted to go back and walk those halls but have never made the effort. Maybe I will now. I certainly enjoyed the pictures.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15855500473200550724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-1152564698047614522006-07-10T16:51:00.000-04:002006-07-10T16:51:00.000-04:00I don't normally delete comments from this blog, b...I don't normally delete comments from this blog, but Stillwater's comment had nothing to do with the post. and it was a most obvious trick to get people to follow his links to another site for a sales pitch. Stillwater needs to follow another method to advertise his/her business.EHThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17964668210604436937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-1151643433200599782006-06-30T00:57:00.000-04:002006-06-30T00:57:00.000-04:00I know....during football season I rarely recogniz...I know....during football season I rarely recognize any of the school names as they read off the scores. Growing up is very hard to do!EHThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17964668210604436937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20993778.post-1151613422228774592006-06-29T16:37:00.000-04:002006-06-29T16:37:00.000-04:00Boy does that make me think about my elementary an...Boy does that make me think about my elementary and middle school days. Luckily I still live where I grew up, but a piece of me dies everytime they replace one of my schools with a "new" one.<BR/>Thanks for sharing and renewing the memories...Robert D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09805431856523756900noreply@blogger.com