Yep.
One was not dressed without a pocket knife in the pocket when I was coming up.
I remember boys and girls so excited about starting first grade, and those that had more than one pocket knife, not being able to make up their mind which knife to bring to school.
Oh, that knife had better be sharp, and pivots oiled.
The Principal, Ass't Principle, Secretary, School Nurse, Janitor, and not only your Teacher, any Teacher was liable to ask to see your knife.
Kids knew the proper way to retrieve a knife from pocket and hand it to another for inspection.
Lessons in school, included using our knives. Sharpening pencils, colored pencils and crayons, cutting string, and all sorts of projects we did.
Sharpening Stones were in all the class rooms, and Staff Offices too.
Principle and Staff would also bring their guns to school for Show-n-Tell like we kids did as well.
In 10th grade Biology, we used our knives in the lab to dissect worms, frogs, lizards...
We had a super cool, good looking young Bio Teacher that drove a 'Vette.
Her husband was a "hunk" the gals said.
Ah yes...Jimi Hendrix was cranked up in the lab, and Young Sweet Thang teacher said " Class, get your Frog Stickers out, we have some dissecting to do"
Black dude at the lab next to the one me and my partner used...was using a switchblade.
I am using a Case Barehead Slimline Trapper.
Sweet Melissa, my lab partner was using her Hen & Rooster...
One gal brought a frog gig to school. When asked if it was for 10th grade Speech class she replied- "No dude, we doing frogs in Bio and I wanna make sure that sucker is dead".
Wendy ended doing an impromptu speech with the gig. Still it was funny seeing her enter Bio lab with that gig with Janis Joplin doing "Me & Bobby McGee" cranked up.
See? We had knives in skool, and my generation turned out awl right.
*grin*