{"id":3660,"date":"2017-09-22T17:47:19","date_gmt":"2017-09-22T12:17:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fableandi.com\/?p=3660"},"modified":"2024-02-03T11:06:09","modified_gmt":"2024-02-03T05:36:09","slug":"ysenda-terms-conditions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thebooksatchel.com\/ysenda-terms-conditions\/","title":{"rendered":"Ysenda’s Terms and Conditions is about Boarding Schools where girls are Trained to Become ‘Ladies’"},"content":{"rendered":"
Terms and Conditions<\/em> is a delightful collection of stories and anecdotes from boarding schools of England from 1939 to 1979.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Like all girls who grew up devouring Blyton\u2019s Malory Towers<\/em> and St. Clare\u2019s<\/em>, I have a weakness for novels set in boarding schools. When I started reading Terms and Conditions<\/em>, I was not making good progress with the book. I put it down and picked another book by the same author, Mr. Tibbit\u2019s Catholic School (about a boys\u2019 private school in Kensington)<\/em><\/a><\/span> which to my delight was a wonderful read from Slightly Foxed. When I got back to this book after a month, I was surprised to see how much I enjoyed it. Terms and Conditions<\/em> was so different from what I was expecting (I reckon that is what made me put it down when I picked it up for the first time). As one girl writes in the 1971 social survey of Girl\u2019s Boarding schools, \u201cI have read stories about girls\u2019 boarding schools and they are nothing like what it is here.”<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I loved this chapter in the book. It makes one laugh to read about the concerns of parents in those days. The reasons to enroll their child in a school varied \u2013 suitable company, girls in the school not having spots, nice tea (yes!), to name a few. When Ysenda says \u201c\u2026today\u2019s health obsessed parents fret about their children eating organic school food, sixty years ago parents were worried about their children actually dying in an epidemic<\/em>\u201d, she makes the giggles vanish from the readers\u2019 face and pushes us into an abyss of deep thought. As I read I empathized with the girls whose knickers would freeze like cardboard and take over a week to dry and who were served powdered eggs (in the war time) that came out like savoury custard.<\/p>\nNothing like what you have read…<\/h3>\n
Choosing a school<\/h3>\n