My mother-in-law Marjorie (Marjorie Winifred Young neé Sullivan, 1920 – 2007) liked to talk about her childhood, her later life, family stories, and the family tree. I enjoyed her reminiscences, and I took notes for my family history database.
Marjorie’s family often moved when she was a child, for her father was badly affected by what in those days was called ‘shellshock’ from his time as a soldier in the trenches and he found it difficult to stay in the same job.
Marjorie was born in Oakleigh, a suburb of Melbourne, the fourth of six children.
When she was about three the family moved to Tatura, near Shepparton, about 160 km north of Melbourne. Marjorie’s brother Roy was born there in 1926. This was the year Marjorie started school. Her father, she said, would not allow any of his children to start school before they were six nor start work before they were sixteen. Marjorie went to school at Tatura for a short time and could not remember much about it.
In 1927, the family moved to Castlemaine. She remembered the Castlemaine school as very large. She wasn’t there for long. After only a year or so in Castlemaine, the family moved again, to Chewton, a small settlement about 5 km away.
Marjorie, then eight or nine, went to the Chewton village school. She began in the first grade but was quickly promoted to second grade. A visiting Inspector asked the children how to sound ‘again’. Most said “agane”. Marjorie, however, said “agenn”. This was considered to be the correct pronounciation, and she was allowed to go up to a grade. Although Marjorie’s brother Arthur was a year older, in Chewton she caught up to him at school and afterwards they were always in the same class.
Marjorie was pleased to recall the story of the Inspector’s visit. Her confidence, she said, was greatly boosted by her promotion.
In 1931 the Sullivan family moved to Kyneton, about 40 km south of Castlemaine, where she became a teacher’s assistant in one of the junior classes. Every day she would spend some time in the junior school
helping out.
About 1932 the family moved again, this time to Malmsbury, about 10 km from Kyneton. There, with two other girls, she again became a kindergarten teacher’s assistant. Without being required to sit an examination they were awarded the Merit Certificate and were entitled to leave school at fourteen. Marjorie enjoyed teaching and wanted to be a teacher but the nearest Teachers’ College was too far away to attend and the family was too poor to support her.
In December 1933 there is a mention of Marjorie Sullivan winning a prize for “Pastel drawing (under 15), scene” in the combined show held by Malmsbury and North Drummond Y.F. clubs. Marjorie was a talented artist. She painted and sketched all her life.
In Malmsbury on 6 January 1933 the Sullivans had their sixth child, Gwendolyn Phyllis, called ‘Gwenny’. When Marjorie left school she helped care for her. In 1935 Gwenny died of meningitis. Marjorie remembers that Gwenny was was sick with stomach cramps on Monday, and died on Wednesday.
The family moved from Malmsbury to Castlemaine about 1937 and Marjorie started work in the woollen mills there as a weaver.
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Atherton said:
Hi! This is fascinating. I especially love the picture of Marjorie with the dog in the 1940s. The outfit is so characteristic of the era (which I guess isn’t a surprise!). And the dog is cute and looks happy. Who took the picture? It is a candid, spontaneous-looking photo.
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Anne Young said:
Thanks for visiting
I don’t know who took the picture but my guess is probably her husband or her father. I am pretty sure it is taken near her parents’ house in Castlemaine. I agree it is a lovely photo of her.
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lindamaycurry said:
It’s a pity Marjorie didn’t get to follow her dream of teaching. It must have been a time before scholarships and after the pupil-teacher system. I can’t imagine going to work in a woollen mill. It would be a very repetitive job you would think. Her story reminds me of my grandmother who missed a lot of school to care for her younger brother. He lived to be 70 but she was caring for him at the end just as in the beginning.
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Anne Young said:
She was 14 in 1934 and it was the time of the Great depression – no scholarships sadly and no spare money.
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Sue said:
G’day Anne,
It must have been hard for the family but especially the dad who couldn’t hold down a job because of what we would now call PTSD. I wonder if he had been given a settlement grant after WWI?
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afshan18 said:
Interesting to know the family history…i could relate to the word “shell shock” of 20s as i actually am watching downtown Abbey now. Heard tht word a lot. I love the pics which stand as testimonials to the life then.
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Dunc TP said:
Hi Anne, it is so cool to come across a familiar name and blog in this challenge that I’ve visited many years before! I do remember you from a previous A-Z challenge, and nice to see you still going this year!
Ministering A-Z
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cassmob said:
She looks happy in the photo but it must have been a disappointment that she couldn’t teach…such different jobs. Life was different for young women especially when times were tough in the depression and her dad with shell shock. Your story reminded me a little of my mother-in-law who was a pupil teacher in small Victorian schools.
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kristin said:
I wish the article had had a picture of her artwork. But that is more than we can usually expect from old papers. Very sad about her little sister’s young death.
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SteampunkCowCorn (Absenta, la Fée Verte) 🍸🎩 said:
That’s a beautiful retelling of her story! Wow, they moved to many places, I’m amazed of how you collected every bit of her story.
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joyweesemoll said:
That’s a lot of moving for a young girl. Cool that you could follow her through the travels.
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