A lot of our rules were the same, except school work. My folks grew up in the depression and were the oldest kid. Dad had to quit school in the third grade to work the farm and mom the sixth grade, so they couldn't help me with lessons. I'd play baseball till dark and if there was no game, I'd throw golf balls at a rock wall to practice infield. They had to literally make me come in to eat. Baseball was all I cared about. They had to make me go to school. Both worked and left early so I had to catch the bus myself. Once I decided to stay home. For 2 weeks I stayed home and threw the golf balls most of the day. Finally the school contacted them. The school was mad, but it wasn't that big a deal to my folks.Same here Bert, We always ate big and I was rail thin growing up. Dad had several rules at the table.
1. No TV during a meal. I was 14 when we got our first so that was an easy rule to follow
2. Everyone was seated at the table before we started eating.
3. Dad would say the blessing over the food.
4. Dad sat at the head of the table and was served first and the first thing served was always the meat dish. He would then pass the dish or bowl to his left and it came around the table and was put in the same spot it started.
5. Children did not talk unless spoken to. Most supper meals each of us children would be called on to talk about the day before in school. What we were studying and what could we do as a family to improve one another.
6. If you took food on your plate you ate it. All of it.
7. No one left the table until they were excused. Only mother or dad could excuse us.
8. After the meal dad would check our homework assignments and if they were not completed we would go to our room and complete them. If OK'd it we could go outside and play till dark.
That was pretty much the life of a school kid in the 1950's.