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Post by phil on Feb 26, 2011 14:26:16 GMT
some of you won't remember this far back but anyone remember in infant school delibratly snapping the nib off you're pencil for a nice trip to the bin. ;D then either sharpening the pencil really slow or over sharpening so the nib jammed in the sharpener hence wasting more time to waste the day away ;D
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Post by mavster on Feb 26, 2011 14:43:11 GMT
cant really remember much about primary school apart from always being kept in at lunch times with only a dinner lady for company , as they said I was too naughty to play with the others
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Post by phil on Feb 26, 2011 16:21:14 GMT
i spent the infants of my schooling in a bi lingual welsh/english class but was ghosted to the english class for the juniors ;D in the top class of infants i recall my teacher letting off at me for not doing any work but now i understand it her fault for not doing her job ;D
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Post by ChaosLily on Feb 26, 2011 16:55:04 GMT
Haha - yes, I did that. Although sometimes it was when the headmaster wandered in. If you gave him a pencil to sharpen he did it with a pen knife.....so coooool!!
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Post by phil on Feb 26, 2011 17:05:18 GMT
yeah knives where cool my head master had a lock knife ;D he stole it off me i stole it from hypervalue vicious circle lol
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Post by twix on Feb 26, 2011 18:43:37 GMT
Yep. Also my teachers thought I had problems with my waterworks due to me always wanting to go to the loo (for a wander round school as much as anything else)
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Post by Mouse on Feb 27, 2011 16:05:48 GMT
Being seven and standing in the corridor outside the classroom crying, having been sent to stand there for the heinous crime of..... crying. I just didn't understand what was being taught, what was going on, missed half the instructions given, was always several steps behind as I anxiously tried to follow was was going on - and often being told off by Miss Carter for some perceived misdemeanour or failing. I wasn't naughty - didn't run around - but was definitely 'absent'.
I would give anything to speak to Miss Carter and tell her how hellish I found her classes. When I moved up a year it was like being in heaven -absolute heaven. I am sure other children in Miss Carter's class thought I was a bit 'slow'.
More perceptive teachers understood I struggled, even if they didn't know why, and I remember Mr Ridges giving me a Certificate for Perserverence!
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Post by phil on Feb 27, 2011 18:23:19 GMT
Yeah other kids got gold stars ;D I/we got victimised lol
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2011 18:50:43 GMT
I remember in primary school the teachers pet had Anne as her middle name so I decided to reveal my middle name which was also Anne thinking it would make me more popular with the teacher ! I wrong I was ! LMAO I vaguely remember the pencil sharpener on the teachers desk but I remember more often the belt when it hit my hands and the hand when it hit my face !
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Post by mizmog on Feb 27, 2011 19:13:40 GMT
I remember having those sharpeners that were stuck to the teachers desk... i used to drop my pencils on the floor so the lead broke inside so the lead would fall out, hence always being at the pencil sharpener! lol
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Post by Mouse on Feb 27, 2011 21:33:51 GMT
We used to break our pencil points just to get watch Mr Ridges sharpen them, because he also used a pen knife and sharpened pencils at the speed of light. Can you imagine a teacher being allowed to have a pen knife in a classroom these days? The Governors would all be wetting themselves.
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Post by Mouse on Feb 27, 2011 21:42:22 GMT
I remember in primary school the teachers pet had Anne as her middle name so I decided to reveal my middle name which was also Anne thinking it would make me more popular with the teacher ! I wrong I was ! LMAO I vaguely remember the pencil sharpener on the teachers desk but I remember more often the belt when it hit my hands and the hand when it hit my face ! I was at primary school in the mid sixties - would that be about the same time as you were at school. Our headmaster and teachers were kind - don't remember anyone ever being hit or slapped. If all I had to worry about was a frustrated teacher.. I was lucky.
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Post by phil on Feb 27, 2011 22:01:28 GMT
i got beats when the cane was banned must have been about 87
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Post by Mouse on Feb 27, 2011 23:50:53 GMT
:oI'd forgotten the cane wasn't banned until as late at 87. They didn't use the cane at our secondary school but that might have been because our headmistress was a Quaker.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2011 23:55:57 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2011 0:13:37 GMT
The cane was banned in about 1982/3 (in my school at least). I only know this as I did a really bad thing, and the headmaster still had his canes on top of a cabinet, and he so wanted to use them, but wasn't allowed to.
John
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Post by Ravendarque on Feb 28, 2011 16:22:10 GMT
I'm sure I would try to machinate a trip to the pencil sharpener from time to time. Especially the one with the handle on the teacher's desk as someone else mentioned. I also hid under the coats in the corner to get out of work and got into huge trouble for it. By secondary school, if I wasn't standing outside the classroom (which was regularly), I could be found abusing solvents at the back of the class, smoking or abusing tip-ex thinner at the end of the playground, disappearing off for a 'home lunch' because I found out I could just sign out for that, or vandalising the local neighbourhood. Needless to say, my school days were not entirely trouble-free.
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Post by sherry on Feb 28, 2011 22:18:36 GMT
At Primary school the teachers thought I was deaf cause I never heard anything lol. I remember wearing the dunce hat a lot and being made to face the wall, boring. I spent a lot of time outside the heads office doing my work, can't remember for the life of me why. I was always in trouble??? Secondary school was much the same, only I learnt how to get away with stuff better.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2011 23:29:37 GMT
haha yes i remember many trips to the good old bin for a pencil sharpen.
i also did the toilet thing. this was soon stopped though because i think i did it a ridiculous amount.
did anyone else go around breaking all the crayons in half? it was so satisfying hearing the click as they broke in half. i had to break every one in the classroom. i did it with the rubbers too because i remember my teacher was like "WHO HAS BROKEN ALL MY RUBBERS" and then i started crying lol
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2011 23:59:47 GMT
I had plenty of trips to the toilet in primary school as well. Nice to get away from the classroom for a while.
We had a small area where the technology stuff was kept, and I used to like standing on the small 3V lamps used on circuit boards, smashing the glass bulb, then connecting a battery to them and watching them burn out....mmmm I think I should take up that hobby again.
John
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Post by phil on Mar 1, 2011 0:29:46 GMT
Another thing I loved doing in school was coating my hands in PVA glue waiting for it to dry and peeling it off ;D
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Post by phil on Mar 1, 2011 0:42:36 GMT
Sherry they thought my boy was deaf there's a pic of him in show us you're pets lol he was going to have gromits in his ears then got an ADHD diagnosis! He is getting diagnosed again by the school as they have picked up on his ADHD he is in a different school now and the school was informed he had ADHD? ;D
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2011 12:17:50 GMT
I used to find comprehension lessons excrutiatingly boring as a kid. I think I used to work very slowly because I kept chatting to the other kids round the table because it was more fun than working.
I think I also used to wander round the classroom pretending I couldn't find my exercise book in our drawer, the teacher used to be busy with pupils coming up and getting stuff marked so they probably didn't really notice I wasn't working. Creative writing was a different altogether, I was always writing massive stories and would be really engrossed in it.
I don't remember being told off at primary school much, but high school was regular and upsetting bollockings for being behind on work and not doing homework.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2011 13:33:37 GMT
i can tell you rather extreme thing i did in reception class to get time out and that was to pull my teeth out, and not just ones that were loose.
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Post by boo on Mar 1, 2011 20:30:05 GMT
ouch
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Post by twix on Mar 1, 2011 21:12:05 GMT
I used to do the peel glue thing too.
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Post by Mouse on Mar 1, 2011 21:47:23 GMT
I was tested for deafness too when I was at primary school and I used to love to peel glue from my fingers - used to glue my fingers together just to unpeel them!
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Post by boo on Mar 1, 2011 22:09:14 GMT
yeah i did the glue thing too, still do if i am ever too close to superglue the whole picking thing is a bit of a thing for me anyway, the skin around my fingernails being quite a biggy, so picking at some dried glue seems to follow quite naturally really
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Post by ChaosLily on Mar 2, 2011 23:37:20 GMT
I was tested for deafness too - my mum said the doctors were barking mad! She said it was ridiculous to give a child a toy to play with and then expect them to turn round when called - she knew me well! I remember the cane only too well at primary - fortunately only the boys got it at secondary.
I remember clearly being made to write a story during lunchtime at primary as punishment for something or other, and then writing it in 'super curly' writing as a minor form of protest! I believe I got caned for that too!
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