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Post by Cheerypeabrain on Nov 21, 2006 1:47:32 GMT
Were you Teacher's Pet or were you in the naughty corner all the time? Was there a teacher that made a big impression on you? Did you enjoy school? or hate it? .....sorry...I'm bored....yawn.....
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Post by Cheerypeabrain on Nov 21, 2006 3:40:45 GMT
I'll start shall I? I was a good girl at school. Rarely got into trouble with the teachers. I hated school from the first day of Infants although I started to like it in the upper sixth at 'Senior' school...(just before I left) Had an excellent English teacher didn't we 4P?, in the sixth form. AND he had an MG midget....fab.
In later years I went back to school to take more A levels, the Biology teacher at college was brilliant, his lessons were a high point for me...excellent communicator. I wish all teachers had his gift. ;D
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Post by Susie Snowdrop on Nov 21, 2006 3:51:03 GMT
What on earth are you doing up at this time of night?? S x
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Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2006 7:39:15 GMT
Oh dear CPB you are stretching my memory now Can't remember much about my infant school, apart from being taught to knit and having a nap in the afternoon, and the loos were outside across the playground Junior school is a bit of a blur too, it was an all girl school with outside loos, too All the teachers were women, the headmistress was very strict, she would walk around the dinner hall making sure we all held our knives and forks correctly. I can remember being ink monitor - the ink would stain really badly too. I can remember more about my senior school, had a wonderful English teacher - the rest of the teachers were just average as I recall. I was a prefect then went on to be deputy head girl and school sports captain. ;D I remember doing detention quite a few times, and being given lines - I used to try holding 3 pens at once to speed up the process LOL. One teacher used to throw chalk or the black board rubber across the classroom at anyone not paying attention - he was a good shot too - ouch!!! Boys could be caned by any teacher but the girls could only be caned by the deputy headmistress.
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Post by Cheerypeabrain on Nov 21, 2006 7:46:14 GMT
CANED!!!? ooooh scarey. My OH used to have a PE teacher from hell. If he caught any of the boys up to no good he would tell them to come and see him first thing in the morning on the next school day. When they arrived he would take a size 12 plimsol, cover it with chalk and then whack the naughty lad on the backside, leaving a chalk imprint The boy was then told that he should go back to see the teacher at the end of school that day...if the plimsol-chalk mark was still there, nothing would be done...if it was IN ANY WAY rubbed out...the boy got another wack! as you can imagine all day long the other lads would try and rub the chalk mark off ;D
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Post by Plocket on Nov 21, 2006 9:07:21 GMT
Ok well due to a childhood accident I don't remember much about my school days prior to the age of 10. I went to the local primary school and was then moved to a private school which I hated - I ran away a couple of times (aged about 8) because I was bullied and I witnessed a girl being sexually assulted by other girls at the school. Not a good start! So after my 11+ exam, rather than send me on to the senior school my parents sent me to the local grammar school where I did reasonably well. I was never teachers pet but didn't get into trouble, pretty much keeping my head down.
I did have a simply wonderful English teacher called Mrs Austin who introduced me to Shakespeare, and luckily I had her up until I started my A Levels. Funnily enough I did well at English!
I didn't really like school, particularly pre-11!
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Post by piggingardener on Nov 21, 2006 10:22:09 GMT
I only went to 2 schools, primary/junior and secondary modern. I left at 15. I didn't take any major exams until I was 33 when I took 3 'O' levels. Maths, English and Sociology - managed 3 A grades much to my amazement. Went on to University (oldest student on my course) graduated at 38. Primary/junior school was ok except for the headmistress who ruled with a rod of iron, absolutely hated her. Secondary school was very good although I didn't appreciate it at the time. One of the maths teachers used to hit me over the head with a textbook, evil git, I came bottom in his class. The following year I had the head of the maths department and he was great. He was very patient and would take time to explain things properly. I came second that year and gained a distinction. Just goes to show what a difference it makes having a good teacher. Plocket, that private school you were sent to sounds horrendous, it's a wonder you weren't scarred for life. Kids can be extremely cruel to each other and bullying is a terrible thing for a child to have to endure. I did get picked on a few times, not in school though, and I know how awful it is.
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Post by sleepysunday on Nov 21, 2006 11:02:24 GMT
I went to infant school from the age of four. I vaguely remember that my parents went to see the school because every time I came home at lunchtime I had a red hand mark on my leg (thigh). This was placed there by Mrs Berry. Don't remember the details, but I remember that my Mum was concerned. I was 6 I think.
My parents moved to the other end of town when I was 11 and I finished the last two junior school years at another school. I remember that it was much more modern architecturally (1950's I would guess) and very open plan compared to the former Victorian built school.
Although not a trouble-maker, I don't think I was very popular with the teachers, and never had that many friends either. You may find this very hard to believe but I was what I would desccribe as a jolly day-dreamer.
I never liked school, although never truanted. Was caned three times. Two I cannot remember what for, and once for smoking behind the bicycle sheds.
My best friend once led a school strike which lasted half a day. I didn't take part as I wanted to stay on for 6th form, but as he and I were such good pals a lot of the teachers assumed I was in on it and for acouple of days I had a few (2 or 3) that refused to teach me.
I never worked hard at school, and never did any homework.
Considering my lack of enthusiasm I did reasonably well with exams, coming away with 8 CSEs and 5 O'levels. After leaving school I did day-release in Chemistry at Coventry Technical College. I did get something or other, but not sure what now - I think it was an ONC. If I did I just scraped through.
In my late 30s I was made redundant so I did an HND in Computer studies - passing with no problem what so ever. Really enjoyed it. I have also done a 17 week course in AutoCad achieving 2 NVQ2s.
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Post by sweetleaf on Nov 21, 2006 11:17:51 GMT
I enjoyed the schooling part of Primary scool but was too shy to make many friends, consequently I was bullied a fair bit. I was what they called a swot and found the work very easy, but hated the stand up and read part of English lessons, my teacher kept me on the simplest books because she thought I had difficulties, but when the reading age was tested,(in the HM`s office) my reading age was off the scale, the headmaster kept me in his office and retested, then asked me what the longest words meant, I had no problems at all explaining. My class teacher got told off by the headmaster for holding me back, and disliked me intensely for it. At senior school the first 3 years were similar, then they banned me from reading, (for my own good they said) and from school and local libraries, so then I gave them what they wanted, it seemed. I had been borrowing 16 books a week from the library and reading them at every opportunity, but now I had too much time on my hands. I rarely turned up on time, messed about in lessons and generally acted up. I sometimes truanted, but I lost interest in that when I realised no-one noticed. I had been offered a place in Grammar school as I was top at my previous school in the 11 plus, there were two in the city who did better, but my parents wanted me at the school across the road, I often wonder how different my life would have been, had I not been sent there.
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Post by Plocket on Nov 21, 2006 11:22:46 GMT
Plocket, that private school you were sent to sounds horrendous, it's a wonder you weren't scarred for life. Kids can be extremely cruel to each other and bullying is a terrible thing for a child to have to endure. I did get picked on a few times, not in school though, and I know how awful it is. Hia Piggin'! I think some people might have been scarred but I hope the experience has made me a better person. It was actually a very good school but I was in with a really nasty bunch of girls, and as well as the bullying I was terrified that the same harrassment might happen to me - luckily it didn't. It didn't help that the headmistress didn't like my mother, and took it out on me My sister also went to the same school and didn't have any problems though - with the students anyway! I should also point out that I never had a detention at the grammar school, and was an average student. I should have worked harder but am lazy about some things - studying being one of them!!! Jeez Sweetleaf I can't begin to imagine how my parents would have reacted if the teachers had stopped me from reading - I've always been a reader and can't imagine not having a book to read, even now. I often wonder how I would have turned out if I had gone on to the upper part of the private school, or if I had worked harder, or if I hadn't been bullied. It would be me though!!!
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Post by sweetleaf on Nov 21, 2006 11:32:47 GMT
The parents were in on that torture Plocket, the school called them in for a meeting, they said I READ TOO MUCH I was prevented from reading at home, banned from the school library, where I often went to escape bullying, and even from the local public library (they went in there and cancelled my membership ) As Ive said before I used to be dragged past billboards and almost cricked my neck trying to read as I walked, If one of my children was that keen to learn, I would encourage it, not ban it. I still dont understand what on earth they thought theywere doing, that was for MY good.
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Post by Plocket on Nov 21, 2006 11:57:23 GMT
Oh Sweetleaf
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Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2006 11:58:19 GMT
..........and how could I forget the nit nurse visiting Junior school - she used to really pull my very long hair
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Post by sweetleaf on Nov 21, 2006 11:59:44 GMT
Oh Sweetleaf Back to you, for the bullying Plocket x
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Post by sweetleaf on Nov 21, 2006 12:02:06 GMT
..........and how could I forget the nit nurse visiting Junior school - she used to really pull my very long hair I never got nits....till my children brought them home from nursery Horrendous!
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Post by Plocket on Nov 21, 2006 12:02:41 GMT
Oh nooooooo! You need one too Sleepy: I feel quite sad now
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Post by Chuckles on Nov 21, 2006 12:29:58 GMT
I remember the dreaded nit nurse too, had 3 sisters and we all got them Will have to put some thought into this thread it was a long time ago
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Post by andy on Nov 21, 2006 12:40:43 GMT
I loved every minute of both primary and secondary school. I was always a middle of the road type person.....i never got bullied and i never did any bullying. I never had any fights and i just got on with most people.
At 40 years old now, i still see a good many of both my secondary and primary school friends which i really enjoy. I'm hopefully out for a beer and curry on friday night with a few.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2006 20:03:55 GMT
On the whole I liked school to be honest. I was a bright (ish) student and with 2 teachers as parents I was never allowed to get away with not doing homework & stuff.
I managed to steer my way thorugh to 10 O'levels without doing too much in the way of revision - I guess I was just one of the lucky ones who could remember things ( I've always been like that though - I can still remember car number plates off my mum & dad's cars from 30 years ago !).
Had a couple of horrendous years in middle school where I had no friends and was bullied virtually every day. One day, I'd been taunted mercilessly for about 2 hours and all my frustrations finally exploded. I lost my rag, launched myself at the ringleader and beat the living cr*p out of him. Then all his mates waded in and I got a good kicking. When the shout of "teacher's coming" went up and everyone scarpered, I was left minus shoe, shirt torn and bleeding from my nose & lip. When the teacher asked who had done it to me, I refused point blank to tell him.
Funnily enough, the bullying was never anywhere near as bad after that and I was given a bit of respect. I actually still see some of the people involved and they're as nice as pie to me now.
I've got 2 really good friends from school who I still go out several times a year with, even though it's 20 years since we finished school. Other than that, I don't tend to keep in contact with anyone.
FA x
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Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2006 22:12:40 GMT
HI I seem to be outclassed here, as one of 11 children my education was, and still is sadly lacking. Left school at 15 ,I didn't mind primary school,which had outside toilets and a coal fire where little bottles of milk were kept warm in the winter -giving my age away here- i wasn't bullied. Over the years been to art classes,French,& I T.Always loved reading,still do. Got three fab, children,all well educated which makes up for mine Cheers JOAN
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Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2006 22:23:14 GMT
The nits never got a chance in my head, my mother used to grab my head in a vice=like grip and jam up against her pinny,and i'd spend an agonising hour being tortured. when" Nora Nora the head explorer" got to me I was passed.as Ok.
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Post by grannyjanny on Nov 22, 2006 20:51:51 GMT
This isn't about my school days, it's about my 8yr old GD. She put her hand up to ask her teacher if she could go to the toilet. At that moment the teacher said to the class, "Anyone who wants to be on the eco committee put your hands up." That was the last thing she wanted as she was worried about losing friends, as they might go off with other girls. (Mums of girls will know what she means). She was really quiet on Monday when we were there & obviously very worried about it but spoke to teacher today & it is now sorted. Bless her. Janet.
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