Schooldays are the happiest days of your life.

F..king hated school. I was bullied remorselessly and wagged as much as I could in the final year. If I ever met up with those cûnts again I would do serious damage to them. I joined up later and I learnt to handle myself. I got all my qualifications whilst in the army and it was no thanks to those barstewards.
 
No way. The adult life has it's share of misery, but I wouldn't want to go back to my school period. My childhood, away from school, was my happiest period of my life. But not school.
 
As I mentioned in another thread, from 11-18 I was in a school that was really a mental hospital, where the patients were allowed to 'teach' as part of their therapy.

I reckon at least 80% of my teachers were mentally unfit for one reason or another. Alkies. Sadists. Obsessives. A Headmaster who thought it was 1911. A guy who stared into space. Bat shit crazy the lot of them. The overwhelming majority would be barred from the profession in 2023. Don't get me started on all the stupid, petty rules they imposed because they could.

I seriously believe that some of my own mental health issues were started there, and they would have been a lot worse if I hadn't fucked off and wagged it for weeks on end. What's more, I learned more in Central Library than I ever did in that utter shit tip of a so-called school.

I still hate some of those teacher cunts decades later even though all or at least the vast majority must be six feet under by now. If I'd been spending my life in Strangeways, that place would have been good preparation. For the real world, it was utterly useless.
 
Flogging was quite normal in the mid sixties, if you forgot your homework you got six strokes of the cane (Three on each hand) which resulted in severe blisters and blood being drawn.

Some (Not all) teachers were psychopaths, who would be locked up now.

Then you went home to tell your dad and he would say "Well don't forget your bloody homework then" :)

And don't get me started on 60mph flying blackboard rubbers

Ahhh, happy days.
 
Happiest days….utter rubbish
Christian Brothers school in the late 70’s early 80’s.
Physical, sexual and mental abuse went unchecked.
The Catholic church has a lot to answer for…..
 
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