Families were designated to a given pew in a church and were made pay a "rental" for the privilege of having them reserved for them.
A youngster asked his mother on "Mothers' Day" when "Children's Day comes. "Every day is Children's Day" was her reply.
You first read the following:
Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
Said the little old man "I do that too."
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
"I do that too" laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy "I often cry."
The old man nodded "So do I."
"But worst of all," said the little boy
"It seems grownups don't pay attention to me."
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand,
"I know what you mean," said the little old man.
On a dull, dreary day, J.F. Wood had a habit of pointing at any one of his students and instructs them to "shed some light on the subject."
This of course, meant that the chosen student would be expected to get up from their seat and go over to the light switch and turn on the lights in the classroom.