Changes in schools By Malli Rubinstein

contents TIMELINE PUNISHMENTS POEM

Timeline 1789, Isabella Rosson, a convict started the first school with her husband. 1800, children were taught by there parents if there parents could read and write, if there parents couldn’t read or write they would go to schools run by churches. 1840s, at these schools the teachers taught the older students who then taught the younger students. In one room the boys learned to read, write and do mathematics. In the girls room they learned to sew, draw and to play music. Most children didn’t go to school because they were needed to do work home or get a job. Children without jobs or not in school usually formed gangs and roamed the streets.

1850s, the New South Wales government was the first state to start a school system, soon other states found out and copied. Children could start at the age of 4 and finish at the age of 13. most teachers were untrained and very badly paid. 1852, most children did not go to school because they needed to dig for gold, there were some tent schools. 1854, in Melbourne a teachers college called the National Model School was built. Rich children were taught at home by tutors or sent to private schools, at the private schools the buildings and the teachers were better. Children had very bad punishments, they either got hit by the cane or a strap.

1890s, new schools that were bigger were built. 1914, being at government primary schools became free and compulsory in all states, teachers were better trained during this time. Students learnt to read, write and study nature. Children got their exercise from physical education classes.

punisments Punishments in the olden days used to be very bad. If a child was talking in class, walking around or writing with their left hand they would either get hit with a cane on there knuckles or behind their knees or they would get hit with a strap on there knuckles or on the palm of their hand. Now if you are being naughty you might have to sit outside for a few minutes.

poem As I walk through the door, My legs shaking and sore, My teeth chattering like mad, I hope my teacher doesn’t think I’m bad. I hold in the pain, When my teacher hits me with the cane, As the day goes, Everybody knows. As I shed my tears, I grow more and more fears.

By malli rubinstein Information from the book schools