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Mick
18-04-2005, 19:03
We all should have some of these, they never fade away. Got any good ones, bad ones? Did you prefer Primary School days to Secondary School days? :D

smicer07
18-04-2005, 19:05
I'm a teacher. No comment ;)

kronas
18-04-2005, 19:07
fancying my french teacher wooot... i proberbly still do ;) in high school that is.

andyl
18-04-2005, 19:10
Sneaking beer into school discos, fourth form fumblings, discovering drugs (it was a long time ago!), geography teacher throwing a blackboard rubber at me, PE teaching throwing the waxed end of the rope at my head, form teacher sending me out for saying 'fun' (he thought I said something else a little more risque and despir repeating it three times.....), form teacher insisting it would be better that I come to school in black shorts rather than brown cords for the last month of uniform wearing term after my school trousers wore out (hhm black shorts, wonder if he had right wing sympathies), my brother putting me in one of those big black bins and his mates sticking me on top of the locker, speeding during my Chemistry 'O' level (fail, unsurprisingly), being told it would be better to go to college rather than stay on at school, being sacked by a 12 year old for not being forward enough when I was 15. Oh happy days :)

Was that the sort of thing you meant?

Halcyon
18-04-2005, 19:11
There were some here in this thread I started a while ago:
http://www.cableforum.co.uk/board/showthread.php?t=23354

paulyoung666
18-04-2005, 19:13
physcopathic woodwork teacher that took great delight in skimming your head with blackboard rubbers :Yikes: :Yikes: :Yikes:

Mick
18-04-2005, 19:16
physcopathic woodwork teacher that took great delight in skimming your head with blackboard rubbers :Yikes: :Yikes: :Yikes:

Our Woodwork teacher used to let us chew gum and listen to the radio. Said as long as we worked hard, thats all that mattered. :cool:

Stuart
18-04-2005, 19:16
Got plenty. Some good, some bad.. I actually remember secondary school more clearly, but I think that's because it wasn't so long ago..

Unfortunately, if I typed some of the good memories of secondary school, I'd violate the site's T&Cs...


Actually I have gone through a few of them on here anyway. A few I haven't mentioned though.

One is that one of my friends was particularly good at athletics (the 100M Sprint) , so was "persuaded" by our PE teacher to join the Athletics team. He did not like it, but felt obliged to stay.

One day, we were on a school camping trip (somewhere out in the wilds of Kent), and the Minibus broke down. The teachers asked all the Athletics (and Rugby) team members to get out and push while the rest of us stayed in the Minibus.

Another time, we were in Downe (visiting Downe house). At lunch, the teachers told us to sit by the bus and eat our packed lunches. They went off to the pub, so we went to the pub over the road.

Oh, and the dress one of my Friends (V. nice looking girl before you get any ideas) was almost wearing at the end of 6th form party we had. Lets just say it was quite long, black, figure hugging and around 90% of it was almost transparent..

Bex
18-04-2005, 19:54
first school: getting stuck in the school loos on the last day of school
we also had a teacher, who when we were sat on the "mat" at reading time, she liked us to stroke her feet :erm:

secondary school: locking our RE teacher (mr cross.. apt name methinks) in the stock room. in another lesson i asked if i could go and get some water from the fountain, he agreed and the whole class legged it, and someone got pushed into the pond. (funnily he was sacked)
every form tutor we had left the school (and most of the stopped teacing altogether) after a year with my class.

went on a D of E expidition, my friends and i were stood at the bottom of the hill smoking, luckily a teacher pulled up just after we'd put our ciggies out.... and then the "in" group got accused of being the ones who'd been smoking and were forced to clear out the chemical loos.
on the same trip one of the teachers was playing cards with us in the tent and another teacher came over screaming at us for making noise... she looked a bit silly when she realised who was making the most noise.

went on holiday with the school and we borrowed the mini bus from dad's school...dad told me to "look after" the mini bus... we were doing an activity near the bus and i fell over and knocked the wing mirror off.... for the rest of the week everyone told me to "stop winging it"
on the same holiday the others in my room stole the teachers sleeping bags, so they retaliated and put ice in one of our pillows... yep mine... so i made them feel guilty for the rest of the time away

uni: hmmmm not sure i can actually mention any on a family site ;)

i have loads of good memories, could go on forever:D

homealone
18-04-2005, 20:02
hmm

infants school - in Cyprus - I caused a bomb scare when I dug up what turned out to be a pile of old military batteries - showed them to a teacher & they called the bomb squad.

primary school - in Kenya - it was quite dangerous eating sandwiches in the playground as the brown kites would swoop down & try & grab them, especially if you put them on your head & stood still ;). The 'craze' at the time was for marbles, we played either 'follows' or 'knock out of the ring' - unfortunately the tradition was to ceremoniously throw away your collection to all comers on your last day. Shame as some of them would be collectors items, now, I'm sure. Oh and we actually did play British Bulldog ;)

secondary - in the UK - boarding school, many many memories, some bad, some good. Bad was fagging, no girls, being bullied, cold baths. Good was the 'den' we built under the stage as a place to go for a fag, the 'all areas' hide & seek, which included the roofs, putting calcium carbide in puddles & lighting the acetylene evolved, riding my old BSA Bantam round the playground at the weekend...too much to tell really :D

Ramrod
18-04-2005, 20:03
fancying my french teacher wooot... Same here! Thats probably where I got my thing for 'the older woman' :D

kronas
18-04-2005, 20:06
Same here! Thats probably where I got my thing for 'the older woman' :D

i have to agree with that, the mature lady thing was certainly there in my younger days.... now im after something more my age, but im sure we all wouldnt mind a bit of experiance :p:

Gareth
18-04-2005, 20:13
fancying my french teacher wooot... Same here! Thats probably where I got my thing for 'the older woman' :D She wasn't called Miss Lovie was she...? She was fantastic... at least that's how I remember her.

Dave Stones
18-04-2005, 20:19
being a prefect (compulsory for all y11 students at my secondary school), we had to supervise the locker rooms at break and lunch. often i got the y7 boys locker room, like hell it was. we enforced discipline by using the empty lockers to shut the troublemakers in... :erm:

Monster Jedi
18-04-2005, 21:30
Behind the bike sheds. What can one say https://www.cableforum.co.uk/images/local/2005/04/14.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk663AXGB)

Matthew
18-04-2005, 22:29
I leave school this summer but one of my most memorable events will be chucking a glass of water over one of the assistant heads. That has gone down in school history.

Stuart
19-04-2005, 01:53
In secondary school, talking to a friend, talking about the "attributes" of our English teacher*. I found out she was standing behind me when she yelled my surname and put me in detention..


*She was young, pretty, well endowed and extremely strict (well, she was head of English in an all-boys secondary school, with a mixed sex sixth form). She also caused many happy dreams, which I'd better not go into.


As for Uni, well, I spent far too much of that drunk. Even to the point of passing out regularly in Lectures (God knows how I passed Formal Specification, I spent most of the lectures passed out). The real fun started when I first started work, and some of my adventures have been posted here.

Raistlin
19-04-2005, 02:07
Sayin the word "Jugs" at just the wrong volume, just as the assembly went quiet, this was in the 4th year of Junior School.

I was then asked to stand in front of the entire school and explain what I had been talking about, there was some quick thinking that day I can tell you!

Dude111
15-07-2017, 15:00
Got plenty. Some good, some bad.. I actually remember secondary school more clearly, but I think that's because it wasn't so long ago..I hear ya mate...

I love my primary school years the most (K-6) as I was in a mainstream school AND I LOVE THE FOOD!!!!!!!!!!! -- I am thankful I was in school IN THE 80s before schools started making it worse in the 90s!

Here is what I loved

1) Hamburgers - It was plain hamburgers and I put lots of cathup on it..... I would do anything for one now!

2) Pizza - MMMMMMMMMMMMM (French Bread Style (Rectangle))

3) Fish Sticks - Also MMMMMMMMMM

And then later in the late 80s in secondary school I loved thier CABBAGE SALAD!!!!! -- Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! -- I asked them for the recipe one day and my mom made some but it wasnt as good at all :(


Recently within the last few years I was eating @ a buffet (Country Buffet) and I found some of this cabbage salad on the bar... It tasted somewhat like what I had in the 80s in middle school!!

Osem
15-07-2017, 15:01
Blimey a 12 year BUMP!!! :)

FWIW I recall playing marbles on the top of manhole covers. The stakes seemed so high when your prized marbles were at risk... :erm:

Happy days. :)

heero_yuy
15-07-2017, 15:30
Magnifying glasses and ants. Miniature solar death ray. At least it was quick. :(

One kid had the Fresnel lens off an overhead projector. Leathal!

Osem
15-07-2017, 18:18
Magnifying glasses and ants. Miniature solar death ray. At least it was quick. :(

One kid had the Fresnel lens off an overhead projector. Leathal!

You never forget the smell of roasted ant.

Maggy
15-07-2017, 22:05
I'm a retired teacher..I'm trying to forget mine..

Dude111
16-07-2017, 06:52
Wow congrats Matey,I didnt realise you were a teacher!!

Good for you :)

papa smurf
16-07-2017, 10:30
collecting the slates at the end of the day - was i happy when we got ink wells on our desks and paper to write on then i became ink monitor .

Osem
16-07-2017, 17:07
collecting the slates at the end of the day - was i happy when we got ink wells on our desks and paper to write on then i became ink monitor .

You had ink, desks and paper??? Luxury!... Bet you went to one of those posh schools for Tory toffs and the like. ;)

:)

weenie
16-07-2017, 17:29
Getting the belt for being late for my English class in secondary school let's just say I was never late again.

Ramrod
16-07-2017, 22:17
Absolutely no happy memories about any of the 6+ secondary schools I attended. Racially abused and bullied pretty much non stop till I took up martial arts. After that it was just miserable but at least the bullying stopped.

Stuart
17-07-2017, 00:42
Actually I have a selection of memories about secondary school. One is above, but another is our drama teacher..

She was strict. And slightly scary. Scary enough that we turned up for her class early despite having to miss most of morning break to get there.

One morning, instead of our normal lesson, she sat us all down. Then proceeded to tell us at great length how we were all evil, and potential rapists. I went to an all boys school, so we were obviously all male. One of my friends pointed out that rape is not exclusively male (female rapists are rare but do happen), only to be told to be a rapist you need a penis.

One of my friends turned up a few minutes later, at the actual start of the lesson, smiling. He was thrown out and put in detention. Iirc, when she heard, his mother put in a complaint. Whatever happened, I don’t recall seeing that teacher again.

Ramrod
18-07-2017, 11:44
Shocking.....

Osem
18-07-2017, 12:09
Actually I have a selection of memories about secondary school. One is above, but another is our drama teacher..

She was strict. And slightly scary. Scary enough that we turned up for her class early despite having to miss most of morning break to get there.

One morning, instead of our normal lesson, she sat us all down. Then proceeded to tell us at great length how we were all evil, and potential rapists. I went to an all boys school, so we were obviously all male. One of my friends pointed out that rape is not exclusively male (female rapists are rare but do happen), only to be told to be a rapist you need a penis.

One of my friends turned up a few minutes later, at the actual start of the lesson, smiling. He was thrown out and put in detention. Iirc, when she heard, his mother put in a complaint. Whatever happened, I don’t recall seeing that teacher again.

She's probably 'head of equality' somewhere, doing a fine job of being a misandrist. Not to worry though because boys' lives don't matter do they...

Paul
18-07-2017, 13:41
I dont really remember much about it now, one of the things I remember most was actually the summer of 1976 :Sun:

denphone
18-07-2017, 21:03
Never learnt anything at school as ours was the dunce school of our fair city although suffice to say the dunce still remains in me sadly.:)