We’re you ever head girl / boy at school?

I was milk monitor at secondary school I met my future husband he was in charge of giving out the milk to milk monitors he was particularly mean to me he wouldn't give me a crate and I had to carry 12 bottles of milk talk about juggling he scared me to death but what a turn up we have been happily married for 51 years with 3 children 5 grand children 1 great grand daughter

I've just remembered this! One of my jobs on Fridays in Junior School (Y6 nowadays) was to write out the menu chart for the teachers' lunches for the following week, in duplicate using carbon paper, ruler and pen and take it to the staff room for them all to indicate their choices. The fog of cigarette smoke in there used to make my eyes water - you could barely see through it to find the teachers!!!

Yes. Fun!

Me not my

I was a prefect. My form teacher put me forward to be one. However the old bag that was in charge of prefects didn't like me so she ignored my completely.

My schooling was a bit of a car crash. Alcoholic head who choose different ones to go out and buy his booze when we were in juniors. ( yes we were served) Another head who was a pervert and a bully.

@ Atqui I always thought it such a glamorous post to be voted into, although I’m not sure who did the voting. We had ‘super model’ looking girl who was sleeping with the geography teacher!

I took the dinner register to the office one day!!!

My sister was Head Girl at the Catholic Convent Boarding School we went to. Can you imagine it? she was a real goody goody too, The only thing I could do was to be the worst behaved girl there!

I was head bad girl!

I was ink monitor in Primary school. The ink was a powder that had to be mixed with water, my teacher said I always got it just right.

At Secondary School I was a Prefect in the 4th year and a Senior Prefect in the 5th year - I still have my badges - never made it to Head Girl. But I was Editor of the School Magazine for three years because I did well in English.

Nope.
We still had a head girl but my school sort if did away with prefects during my time there. Well they decided that all of the lower sixth could act as sub prefects and all the upper sixth could act as prefects. But in reality we just didn't really have any. Was a bit peeved because when there were prefects they got to wear short sub fusc gowns which I always coveted!! But I probably wouldn't have made prefect anyway...

Kate1949

I was the furthest thing from Head Girl that you could possibly imagine!

No Kate 1949……that was me!

I was deputy head girl but that was the height of any academic success

In the infant school, I was the monitor who went to collect the teachers’ cakes at break time from the bakery next door. Sometimes I was allowed a pink iced ring doughnut as a reward.

In the third year sixth, I was Deputy and became Head Girl in January after the HG left to spend the last two terms in Germany before going to university. I used the status to skive PE first thing Monday morning as I made sure that the Head wanted to see me.

Ours was a big day school with a small boarding house. I was the Senior Boarder.

At the end of the year the Headmistress said if she had any more Senior Boarders like me, she would start choosing them from the junior school.

My DS said this was a compliment to my effectiveness in representing the boarder's interests to the teachers, rather than being a mouth piece for the head mistress to the boarders.

I think the boarders voted me into the job because they recognised my natural bolshieness and also the way I would always speak-up and wasn't intimidated by authority.

I was form captain once!

I was a prefect for 2 years. Hated it because of the abuse I got this was back in the mid 70's. Hopefully things have changed if they still have perfects.

I was a prefect for a year in secondary school

I was made a monitor in the Lower Sixth. I was supposed to keep order over lunchtime in the new part of the school which was built when we went comprehensive from being a Grammar school. My younger sister had moved to my school during this process from her secondary school and made my life a misery refusing to do anything I said. I was demoted and very glad to go back to spending lunchtime in the library!

I was the furthest thing from Head Girl that you could possibly imagine!

No. The Head made the son of his mate, another local Head, Head Boy. There were better candidates!

I was a prefect at Junior School, and again at High School, ( for girls ). One of my friends was Head Girl, another was Games Captain ( slightly more prestigious! ).
I was one of 8 girls in the Upper 6th taking Music, and this was the big thing in our school. No Music Captain though, I would have loved that!
So as part of group of 8, we practically had free rein in the school. We were granted certain priviliges , and took our responsibilities very seriously. My friend the Games Captain was also the most beautiful soprano, and we were allowed to practice in the main hall, with the Grand piano ( I was her rehearsal accompanist ).
Wonderful years!
Take care x

Josianne

Grandma70s

My sons went to a sensible school that didn’t have a head boy/girl or prefects. They aren’t necessary.

I disagree, my school wouldn't have functioned without my trusty team of prefects. From emptying the classroom bins to taking the school dog for his walk, from stacking the chairs to taking prospective parents round the school, from tidying the library to policing the queues in the dining room, sorting out sports equipment, .... the list goes on. Great unpaid labour, all very efficient and absolutely necessary!!

Well, I don’t know how it worked at my sons’ school, but work it did. I suppose they took responsibility for themselves. At least there were no opportunities for the self important and bossy.

At my brother’s minor public school in the 1940s and 1950s, on the other hand, prefects had a free hand. They were allowed to beat the younger boys - and they did. Sadism was accepted. Just appalling.

kittlester ?

I was bell monitor in top juniors which meant I was excused the last few minutes of lessons before morning, lunch and afternoon breaks. I had to go and fetch a very large, heavy hand bell, thn go round the big hall ringing the bell so that everyone knew it was break time.