(Copying over from Happy thread, where I will ‘delete’ the original)
I spent part of my childhood primary schooldays in Ireland. You each (only the girls of course) had to bring a little tin with sewing and knitting requisites. By about age 8 we had learned to sew hemming, running, top and back stitches. The next year it was plain, French, and run and fell seams, buttonholes and how to do patches.
Gosh - that rings bells! At least, part of it does. I grew up in the midlands of England - but similarly, by age 8 or 9 we had done most of what you listed up to that point, dorfmouse. I think after that it rather went downhill: I don’t remember any fancy stuff. I do still have a needlecase in blue felt, embroidered with a butterfly, and edged with rather uneven blanket stitch - I remember the frustration of not getting it even.
We did very little knitting at school, although I do remember a blue ribbed hat, laboriously cranked out in k1p1. I must have finished it, somehow (or someone did ??) as years later I found it again, undid the knitted tie holding the top, and wore it with a pony-tail coming out of the hole on the crown, much to my mum’s disapproval.
A couple of decades later I taught myself to do patchwork by hand - which I really enjoyed for a while - and crochet.
Despite the blue hat, I retained an interest, as my mum was a good knitter, and I picked it up at home and made up things of my own (not so much k1p1 thank you). And yes I’ve made socks on 4 needles, though top-down only - can not get on with the toe-up method.