Wow BMR, reading that and could'a been me. I sometimes see a girl from my class from years ago and she agrees that with few exceptions the teachers we had were absolute shite. The girls dad was a teacher there at the time! Teachers then just hated kids.
I went to a parents evening with my daughter last week and thank gawd times have changed.
Because my teachers were mostly bullies, I hated them and the system. Turned me into a rebel that squandered my school years. I was also a prankster and the class clown, forever looking for ways to get through the tedium of getting punished rather than educated.
I remember one day in Metalwork being bored so I said to my mate whilst he was pissing about on the furnace that we should have a laugh. -
"Hey Dave, Let's burn some stuff on the furnace, be a good laugh"..... "Yeah ok mate, what you reckon?"...... "Leave it with me".... I found a big tin of flux, took it to Dave and he said "Throw it on lad, see If it burns".... So I did and there was a big fire ball that burned the gloss ceiling. "fuckin' smart, go and see what else we can burn"
So off I went looking around and I noticed that In the teachers drawer was a rather nice looking silver compass and protractor set in a blue silk and crushed velvet case with the teachers name printed on the case in honour for passing his degree.
"Hey Dave look what I've found in Rigsby's drawer"..... "Fuck him, throw it on lad"..... "Erm, not sure mate, think I should put it back". The devilment had me throw It on and we both smirked and giggled uncontrollably as the thing burned till the molten Silver melted into the coals.
Before the end of class, the teacher would always count the stuff he had lent out, He noticed his prized compass and protractor set
was missing..... "Right boys, no one leaves till my Compass and Protractor set Is returned".. A few started to look for It but myself and Dave Just looked at each other with a rather concerned look on our previously smug faces.
10 minutes had past when he barked "right lads, unless It's returned immediately, you're all In detention. I thought I better do the decent thing and own up.
"Erm, Sir, It was me who took it, sorry Sir"........ "Well do the decent thing and return it boy, then you can all get off" ....... "Erm, sorry Sir I can't"... "What you mean boy, you can't, where is it?"......... "I threw it on the furnace Sir and burnt it"(class nervously giggling In amusement)...... "You did what?. Come here lad"... He grabbed hold of me by the scruff of the neck and marched me to the coat hooks, picking me up by the throat and hanging my collar on the coat hooks, He then woman slapped me several times before releasing me, He was furious and rightly so, I wouldn't mind, but he was one of the better teachers I quite liked and I regretted causing him to be upset at what I had done...