
When I was a kid, I attended a private Lutheran school from First Grade all the way through my senior year in high school; being in an unusually close environment such as that with a bunch of other kids was like having a very large extended family and, just like siblings, there were days when we fought like cats and dogs and there were times when we’d do anything for one another.
Being a relatively small school, there were some features we didn’t have that you would normally find in a larger public school; for example, we had a gymnasium but not an auditorium so phys ed and basketball games were held in the same room as our concerts, plays, pep rallies and graduations. We also did not have a cafeteria where students could buy food for lunch; everyone brought their own lunch, which we ate in the lunchroom or student union, and were able to buy snacks, desserts, candy, ice cream and cartons of milk in the small school store just off the lunchroom.
The snacks in the little store were nothing special – mostly things like chips, pretzels, Hostess Twinkies and Snowballs, Sugar Daddys, Tootsie Rolls and novelty candy items like Pixie Stix, miniature wax bottles filled with a sticky sweet liquid, button candy and tiny ice cream cones that weren’t ice cream at all but some kind of rubbery sugar substance – but we also had real ice cream and individual cartons of both regular milk and chocolate milk; it’s funny but the feature I remember most about those milk cartons was the round perforation on the top side where a straw could be inserted for mess-free drinking.
One unforgettable day when I was in fifth grade, a representative from Drakes Cakes came to our school and our class learned it had been selected as the official ‘taste tester’ for a bunch of new products being considered for the school store; once every week for about four months we got to sample items that weren’t as yet available to the public for sale such as Funny Bones, Ring Dings, Devil Dogs, Yodels, Coffee Cakes and Fruit Pies.
Man oh man … as you can well imagine, that was one of the most amazing times in our young lives and by far the best year we ever had in school; my class was the envy of all the other kids and I still can’t resist those delicious devil’s food cake ‘hot dogs’ filled with whipped cream that we all know as Devil Dogs.
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Wow. Same kids for all 12 years of school. No doubt there was a family vibe, and all that it comes with, lol.
“Taste testers”! Bet you had some new “best friends” for that month 😁
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That’s a kid’s dream come true!
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You said a mouthful, Mimi!
We loved every minute of that experience.
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Sweet! (Of course the school marm in me wonders how your teacher incorporated the experience into your skill building and curricular work)
Drakes, ay? Move over Little Debbie.
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Haha! Once a school marm always a school marm.
I wish I could answer your question but I have no idea how our teacher made use of the experience. At 10 years of age, all we cared about was when the Drakes man was coming next!
Little Debbie didn’t stand a chance against Drakes!
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You make such a good point in that we always vividly remember food from our childhoods, don’t we? 🙂 You illustrate this so well.
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Thank you, Sunra!
So glad you liked the story.
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So much of what you wrote about reminds me of my experience growing up and going to private Christian schools, and how we were missing features considered common in other schools. My high school gym had a stage and was used for sports, assemblies, plays, art shows, etc. We had a tuck shop where we could buy candy and chips. My elementary school didn’t even have a gym until years later, after I had graduated from university, but we did have permission from a different nearby school (a military style all boys school) for the grade 7s and 8s to come over and borrow their gym for basketball and volleyball lessons. Neither school had a cafeteria – in elementary school we ate in our classroom, and in high school we ate on the floor by our lockers. One thing that I can’t relate to was we never got to be taste testers for any brands.
Great story!
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Thanks for sharing all this information, Nicole! I’m amazed by the similarities and a few of the things you mentioned brought back memories I had forgotten about!
First off, let me just say NO ONE, especially a child, should have to sit on the floor while eating. There’s no excuse for that.
After reading your comments, I remembered that Grades 1-4 ate lunch in their classrooms; upon entering Grade 5 we ate in the lunchroom. I can only assume the ‘powers that be’ felt 6-9 year olds were too young to mingle with the older kids.
Also, there was only one gymnasium for both the elementary and high schools and it was located in the high school. The two buildings were connected by a something called a ‘breezeway’ – an enclosed portable structure about 15 feet long, attached to the elementary school door on one side and the high school door on the other side. This was a convenient way for us to get from one building to the other without being exposed to rain or snow. There was also a side door that led to the school parking lot.
We also had a large chapel which was located in the elementary school; it was an active parish for people in the community to attend on Sundays and holy days. Students went to chapel every morning at 9AM.
I loved attending the same school for 12 years and making life-long friends.
Thanks for a brilliant comment!
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To clarify, we chose to eat on the floor by our lockers – that was a convenient spot for my friend group, and for many others. I knew of other people who would go into classrooms, and eat at the desks there, and that was an option for all of us. It would have been nice to have had a student lounge though.
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Ah, thanks for clarifying!
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So many lovely things to eat! But yes, I also remember the dreadful Maggie Thatcher, taking away our milk each morning.
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Oh, yes! Drakes Cakes are the best!
I must admit I am not up on my Maggie Thatcher escapades but anyone who takes milk away from kid’s schools is just evil.
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Hey! What’re you doing strolling down MY memory lane?
We didn’t have Drakes, but we DID have milk, and Orange Beep! if you were sitting at the front of the classroom.
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Haha!! It seems to be a popular memory! 🥛
What the heck is Orange Beep?
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When we had morning snack in grade school, they offered milk, or Orange Beep. Beep is basically thick, sweet, orange sugar juice. DELICIOUS! And it always went first (the milk was a bit warm once it got to us kids in the back half of the classroom…ick!).
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So, orange crack! 🤪
Few things less appetizing than room temperature milk. Ew!
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Essentially. This was the 1960’s, so…
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Your description of the school reminded me of the small Catholic grade school we used to attend. Thinking about it, the gymnasium is good place to have an auditorium.
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Great comment, Frank!
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nice read! brings back memories. we used to have weekly “milk tickets” that got punched. but no sweets. you were lucky indeed!
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We were the luckiest (and happiest) bunch of ten-year-olds you’d ever imagine seeing. Sixty years later and those memories are still with me!
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Wow, you lucky little things! Like Mr. B, I remember the daily third of a pint of milk (I was one of the milk monitors!) and the tuck shop, but never anything like that!
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Yes, were were the chosen people! 😂
Thanks for giving me a great memory flash; I haven’t heard the term “milk monitor” in ages! A real throwback to a simpler time. I wonder if they still exist somewhere. 🤔
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My entrepreneurial mind senses a business opportunity here. Were you able to sneak some of those devil dogs to other kids, for a fee?
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We were ten years old.
All I was thinking about was how many Devil Dogs I could stick in my mouth at one time! 😝
It is, however, a very enterprising notion.
I can picture my 12-year-old grandson Lucan working the lunchroom right now. 😂
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Lucky class!
When I was a kid, I wasn’t a big sweet eater but I loved the devil dogs because they weren’t covered with all that gloppy frosting like the cupcakes. They were just cake and cream.
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Well, I did and still do love those Devil Dogs but I have to admit I did the same thing with the chocolate frosting on cupcakes that Misky did. My mother was an excellent cook but she couldn’t bake to save her life. The only desserts she could make were Italian cannoli and cream puffs. These all-American Drakes Cakes were a real nice change of pace for me!
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There was a nationwide scheme here – we used to get a carton of milk every morning, It didn’t last long as Thatcher abolished it. But we did not have a tuck shop util secondary school.
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That bitch! 😂
I had to look up “tuck shop”. Good one!
Morning, Pete.
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Hiya Nance. Tuck Shop… Billy Bunter… and so on.
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Ooo those devil dogs sound so good Nancy!
I’ve never tasted one but man I’d love to! X
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They are soooo good!
Are you in the UK where you can’t even get a decent bag of Ruffles potato chips? Oh, the humanity!
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Twinklies …. Whose tongue was the longest, and who could whip out all the whipped cream from the middle without breaking the cake. And there’s no double-entendre in any that sentence! I don’t do double-entendre. 😂
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For someone who doesn’t do double entendre, you sure as hell described that in a way that had my mind going somewhere that was not at all Twinkie-related and you seemed mighty comfortable doing it, too. Nope, I don’t do double-entendre either; I go right for the cream 😂 😝
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Just telling it like it is, sis. 😂 And I always ate the chocolate frosting off the cupcake before eating the cake. I bet you’re frightened to death of eating those cinnamon flavoured Hot Tamales, eh?
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Maybe a tad skittish but I’ll try just about anything once. Twice if I like it.😂
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If you tried one, you’d probably disown me. 😂
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Ha ha! I scraped the frosting off the cupcake and gave it to my brother!
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Lucky brother!
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I just realised that Steve-the-Jobs thought Twinkies needed renaming to Twinklies. Sounds like the prelude to a migraine. 😂
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HAHA!!! I just PM’d you about Twinklies.
Steve-the-Jobs. 😂😂
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I always find myself transported at a soothing place when your ink’s shade, cara, is… MrRogersSicilianOchre.
(And yes, before I reached the end of your Six…Devil Dogs was my pick)
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Well, hell! After reading your comment and Misky’s, I’m really glad I wrote this little six. As you know, the people at Hostess and Drakes Cakes are all perverts with their salacious anatomically-constructed snack items. Just look at Snowballs and Devil Dogs, two of my personal favorites btw. Please, you think I didn’t know what a Devil Dog REALLY was supposed to be? Even at the tender age of 10, I knew. 😂😝
MrRogersSicilianOchre – perfect. You had me giggling like a 10 year old in a Drakes Cakes factory.
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What a wonderful opportunity
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It sure was, Sadje!
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❤️❤️❤️
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