Was Malc Abott a teacher when you were there, he was prosecuted for having paedophile images on his Computer a few years ago, used to go in the Sycamore when it was my local, not seen him since but he avoided a custodial sentence, horrible fucker.I fuckin' hated secondary school, half of the male teachers were paedophiles and most of them were bullies. I got caned on the hand and pumped on the arse most weeks, mainly with a rubber sole from a shoe/trainer. I remember my maths teacher catching me talking in class and he hurled the blackboard chalk eraser at me which cut my eyebrow, much to the amusement of the lads in class.
That was the physical bullying but there was also mental bullying, something i endured a lot, especially from one teacher in particular who hated me. I was good at Geography and it was probably my favourite subject. My teacher said i was a failure and would always be a failure, said I'd leave school and be unemployed, or get a job on the bins if i was lucky, the horrible nasty ****.
I thought I'll show you who's a failure (or not) and next exam i got 96%. The teacher called out the results from lowest to highest and each lad left the classroom when hearing what they scored. I was the last left and the teacher said something sarcastic in a condescending manner. "Tried my best sir, see"... He just looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. No congratulations, no pat on the back, nothing, just a cold hard stare of hate. That was end of 3rd year. I gave up after that and wagged some of the 4th year and more of the 5th year, i was a failure after all. I went down town mostly and educated myself with my mate, at least we had fun.
There were 6 classes in my year, A to F. I started in B, in first year, end of term i was demoted to C, year after i went down to D. I had potential to be deemed intelligent and prosper but i was a council house kid and there was a large element of snobbery amongst my teachers so i didn't stand much chance really.
I wanted to be in the brass band when iwas in C class in year 2 but they only allowed those to join from A and B.
I was forced to take 2 CSEs which a did, English and Geography which i made sure i failed with distinction!
Thinking back to when i was there, my school, West Hill High was like a cross between Oliver Twist and the film Scum. And those cruel heartless teachers were scum alright!
I fuckin' hated secondary school, half of the male teachers were paedophiles and most of them were bullies. I got caned on the hand and pumped on the arse most weeks, mainly with a rubber sole from a shoe/trainer. I remember my maths teacher catching me talking in class and he hurled the blackboard chalk eraser at me which cut my eyebrow, much to the amusement of the lads in class.
That was the physical bullying but there was also mental bullying, something i endured a lot, especially from one teacher in particular who hated me. I was good at Geography and it was probably my favourite subject. My teacher said i was a failure and would always be a failure, said I'd leave school and be unemployed, or get a job on the bins if i was lucky, the horrible nasty ****.
I thought I'll show you who's a failure (or not) and next exam i got 96%. The teacher called out the results from lowest to highest and each lad left the classroom when hearing what they scored. I was the last left and the teacher said something sarcastic in a condescending manner. "Tried my best sir, see"... He just looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. No congratulations, no pat on the back, nothing, just a cold hard stare of hate. That was end of 3rd year. I gave up after that and wagged some of the 4th year and more of the 5th year, i was a failure after all. I went down town mostly and educated myself with my mate, at least we had fun.
There were 6 classes in my year, A to F. I started in B, in first year, end of term i was demoted to C, year after i went down to D. I had potential to be deemed intelligent and prosper but i was a council house kid and there was a large element of snobbery amongst my teachers so i didn't stand much chance really.
I wanted to be in the brass band when iwas in C class in year 2 but they only allowed those to join from A and B.
I was forced to take 2 CSEs which a did, English and Geography which i made sure i failed with distinction!
Thinking back to when i was there, my school, West Hill High was like a cross between Oliver Twist and the film Scum. And those cruel heartless teachers were scum alright!
Yep, dirty horrible pervy ****, skinny little twat with a perm and porno 'tache. He used to stand in the doorway of the showers saying shit like "get that mud off your ankles" so he could perve. Never tried anything on with me because he knew I'd have had give him a good hiding. I thought he got sentenced to 6 years? I'm 59 btw. Was there 76 to 80.Was Malc Abott a teacher when you were there, he was prosecuted for having paedophile images on his Computer a few years ago, used to go in the Sycamore when it was my local, not seen him since but he avoided a custodial sentence, horrible fucker.
Used to play football against West Hill when I was at Hartshead, the only teachers I ever got on with were the three that managed our football team, (I’m 64 now so long shot you played against me!).
I look back at my secondary school years and think if i was taught by friendly caring and understanding teachers i could have gone on to uni, I'd have liked to have done. Instead i left to work a year on a YTS scheme painting and decorating for Age Concern. Painting old folks homes for £23.50 per week.Scumbags, they wouldn't last 5 minutes acting like that these days before a pupil stabs them up.
Father in law went to a school in Leve the teacher broke a kids arm on purpose in anger, unbelievable. My mum had a trainer thrown in her face from a teacher for talking, would love to leather **** now even if they are 80 odd.
I look back at my secondary school years and think if i was taught by friendly caring and understanding teachers i could have gone on to uni, I'd have liked to have done. Instead i left to work a year on a YTS scheme painting and decorating for Age Concern. Painting old folks homes for £23.50 per week.
Only City fan in a school full of rags in Bolton, in the 90's. It was shit.
Likewise. Full of bellends my school.Loathed every minute of secondary school.
Scumbags, they wouldn't last 5 minutes acting like that these days before a pupil stabs them up.
Father in law went to a school in Leve the teacher broke a kids arm on purpose in anger, unbelievable. My mum had a trainer thrown in her face from a teacher for talking, would love to leather **** now even if they are 80 odd.
Went to a primary school in Little Hulton in the 90s, Utd at their peak I was the only city fan good character building!
Shepherd sounds brilliant.
Not much call for them however on the Fylde Coast where our school was based.Shepherd sounds brilliant.