Hated school, was never a problem pupil just hated been in the classroom.
in middle school we had a sadist teacher who would thrash you at the drop of a hat, he'd probably be called a child abuser these days.
didn't sit my eleven plus as the other option was to play football in the school yard, no brainer for me.
mind I am talking about 1964.
Never thought they were the best days of your life.
Hated school, was never a problem pupil just hated been in the classroom.
in middle school we had a sadist teacher who would thrash you at the drop of a hat, he'd probably be called a child abuser these days.
didn't sit my eleven plus as the other option was to play football in the school yard, no brainer for me.
mind I am talking about 1964.
Never thought they were the best days of your life.
the worst offender we had was the RI teacher, definitely old testament.As much as it pains me to say this, knowing that one of my old teachers posts on here (he was decent though and gave me a lifelong love of reading), your experience of education mirrors mine. The school I went to was secular but I too was made to feel stupid by a lot of the teachers there. I left school with exactly the same amount of formal qualifications as when I started. Now, I’m not saying it was the schools fault. One thing life has taught me is to own your failures, but as a young kid, after a while you start to believe that you are dim. I know that I’m not and I’ve done ok in life but I do feel a sense of failure that I didn’t do well at school.I didn't mind primary school in the 60's I was encouraged and taught by some good teachers. Classroom's were mixed and I was making some nice friends. I was looking forward to going onto my local Secondary School.
Then my dad passed away when I was 11 - suddenly my mother encouraged by my grandmother decided to get all religious. So it was decided for my religious 'well being' to be sent to abomination of an all Boys Catholic Secondary School it was 15 miles away from us.
I had to travel daily over an hour each way on a rancid school bus that stopped every mile or so to pick up kids.
Dressed in a shorts and blazer and having to carry a school briefcase. I was the youngest kid on the bus and got bullied incessantly.
The teachers was full of religious fervour; plus the school priest hobby was 'wrestling' with the boys wearing just skimpy shorts...
The teachers didn't approve of my disdain and contempt of my Catholic indoctrination as I asked too many questions. 'How could Mary be a virgin? Getting caned was a means to reinforce Catholicism teaching methods and I was caned quite regularly.
I was told that I would amount to nothing and that I had come from a pugwash family.
I hardly attended in my latter years as I had a older girlfriend and I wholeheartedly preferred her company.
My mother was unaware of my nonattendance as I would leave to go to school and I'd put my usual clothes in the briefcase and got changed at her house and then later would come home at tea time dressed in school uniform.
I gained 1 CSE in art as the teacher liked me she wasn't religious and hated the school even more than I did.
I hated the school and teachers they had me believing that I was stupid and worthless.
As much as it pains me to say this, knowing that one of my old teachers posts on here (he was decent though and gave me a lifelong love of reading), your experience of education mirrors mine. The school I went to was secular but I too was made to feel stupid by a lot of the teachers there. I left school with exactly the same amount of formal qualifications as when I started. Now, I’m not saying it was the schools fault. One thing life has taught me is to own your failures, but as a young kid, after a while you start to believe that you are dim. I know that I’m not and I’ve done ok in life but I do feel a sense of failure that I didn’t do well at school.

Brilliant!! I never went down the academic route. I have trade qualifications as a mechanic (which is a lot harder and a lot more involved than people think) which I gained serving in the army.That's fantastic to know mate! So many kids go onto suffer badly in life from bad schooling and poor teaching methods.
I've discovered that latter in life that I was not so dumb and from my 50's I have gained Degrees and Masters and soon a PhD - I even A* my English, Maths and Biology O'Levels last year ... just to prove to myself I could have done it![]()


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