Public school in San Francisco was different from many of the schools, I later attended. They had Low and High grades and it depended on your birthday. I was a March birthday so when I entered school, I was put in High Kindergarten. Then in Jan, I moved up to Low First. We changed grades as well as teachers, twice a school year. Talk about stress!
There were so many of us - kindergarten classes held all over the school. Mine was held in the Auditorium on the stage. In the picture, you can see behind the screen, another class in the distance.
We also had a split playground. Boys on one side, girl's on the other. A fun game, I remember playing, was for some of us girls to play near the "LINE" and try and push a girl onto the boys side and the boys loved it. We did too.
We were all instructed that when we had to use the restroom, we had to call it a "Lavatory." It wasn't proper to call it the bathroom, or even a rest-room. I remember raising my hand, and asking the teacher,
"May I go to the Laboratory, PLEASE." (We were taught to ALWAYS say, our please and thank-you's)
Yes, I called it a Laboratory and I called it that for years!!! I was confused. It was like I was stuck on stupid. People kept correcting me and I didn't get it. My school was brick and old. The bathrooms looked old and had this big sink with a rubber thing at the bottom, you stepped on and the water would spray out like a upside down fountain - to wash our hands. I used to play in that water all the time. I'd come back from the laboratory all wet.
Everyone called it a lavatory. I heard lavatory but it came out of my mouth, Laboratory.
I don't know when the light finally came on in my little head -
When we moved from San Francisco and lived in Pacifica - the schools there were brand new - we had regular wash basins, no split playgrounds and we had bathrooms instead of lavatories or laboratories.