When they talked about lining up for assembly in height order, it instantly brought back a memory of my schooldays in the 60s that I'd virtually forgotten. Oh, the triumph when I finally grew enough to graduate to the second row!
It vaguely annoyed me that they made the boys try to read out bits of Latin which clearly meant nothing to them to illustrate the Latin lesson. Given they didn't expect the girls to dive into the most complex sewing, it was illogical: it would have made more sense to start with some of the basics.
It was interesting that the teacher commented after the sewing lesson how therapeutic it had been, simply sitting around, creating something and chatting. That's basically the ethos behind knitting groups now, and I suspect it could fruitfully be used in school rather more.