When you walked to or from school in the rain, did you walk around, or through the puddles?

If you walked through them, did you have your boots or rubbers


(for boys) on, or just your school shoes? What made you do


that, and was mom mad if it was just your school shoes? This


is for older seniors who's parents were strict in those grade


school days, which I ask about.

When you walked to or from school in the rain, did you walk around, or through the puddles?
If the puddles were not muddy ones, I was right in there. I still love to walk in puddles, but now I have enough sense to take my shoes off first. Grassy puddles are my favorite.


I considered my parents strict, but I don't think they would have ever scolded me for doing that.


The other day while walking with my 2 year old grandson, he went straight for the puddle and I joined him.
Reply:When wearing my 'school shoes', I avoided them. After school, wearing play shoes...splash!
Reply:In grade school, we walked thru the puddles and especially the mud puddles. We had to wear those silly galoshes that went over our shoes when we wore our dress shoes and just plain red rubber boots for school. Mom always was upset about us always coming home with mud inside the boots ... couldn't take a joke, I guess.





In high school, we avoided them (both puddles and rubber boots/galoshes) ... maybe because by then we were trying to ensure our "total look" was maintained.
Reply:I would walk around the puddles because they got wet enough from the rain.


Usually mom would take us to school if it was raining.
Reply:Always around. My parents couldn't afford rain gear. Had to take care of those shoes. As I remember we always just had one pair of shoes. When they were to beat up to wear to school and church they became play shoes and we got new ones.
Reply:I live on a farm and the tracks are full of water puddles in the winter, you couldn't avoid them if you wanted to. If I was lucky my dad would give me a lift to the end of the lane on the tractor, so I stayed dry.
Reply:wearing shoes I tried to jump most of the puddles oop's went home with dirty socks mum well she just tutted x
Reply:I sometimes pretended to wear my boots. Would put them on in the front hallway, take them off again on the front walk, hide them under the porch till I came home. Put 'em on on the front walk, off again in the front hallway.... On those days, I walked around the puddles, so Mom wouldn't catch me with wet shoes. (I still balk at wearing boots, mostly. Havent worn them all winter, this year.)





On days when Mom was too near, had to wear the boots, and did splash right thru puddles.
Reply:Around. With or without boots.
Reply:i always loved walking in the rain but i never stepped in a puddle . my mama didnt care either way.she wasnt so strict. i'm glad.
Reply:Wearing boots in high school just wasnt done. I very gleefully jumped in every puddle along the way. I dont remember my mother getting angry with me about shoes-but I was the last of 13. If I came home alive I think she was grateful.
Reply:Well...this isn't the answer that you're looking for. My mom was NOT strict...and my father could not have cared less what I did..





But I wore my school shoes and didn't "walk" through the puddles, but JUMPED in them. My mother thought it was funny.





I loved the worms that came out and would pick up all the ones I could find. My mother wouldn't let me bring them inside though. She made me stick them in her garden.





:-(
Reply:Around with tennies. Hated wet shoes.
Reply:Wasn't tempted by puddles unless there was ice over them and then it was a challenge to see if you could break the ice with your heel. Of course, when you did, your foot got wet and when we got to school, shoes and gloves got set next to the radiator to dry. Many of the shoes would curl up at the toe and the aroma was not lovely. What were we thinking!
Reply:I grew up in the early 40's, and my mom was an elementary school teacher. The 3 of us got pull-on rubber boots. We got new shoes at the beginning of school year and had to take care of them. I can still get nostalgic from the smell of wet pavement.



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