Did you go to school in the 60/70/80's?. Don't miss out!
Discussion
Our grammar school had a far proportion of priests/brothers/sisters as teachers/staff - and they were much worse for doling out 'appropriate' punishment than the regular teachers.
We had the threat of punishment with detention, lines, research (with a quiz the following day), copying out passages of text from a book, cane, strap, slipper (latterly with drawing pins), board rubber, staplers, bits of lathe/milling machine/drill press, and suspension from school trip list.
Our gym teacher was quite canny (especially in the winter), and he'd tell us all to get changed quickly.. If we did so it'd be circuit training or archery in the gym or field events like javelin, shot put, discuss. If we were tardy it'd be laps of the school playing fields (about a 1 mile loop) - or some other equally miserable outside activity.
We had the threat of punishment with detention, lines, research (with a quiz the following day), copying out passages of text from a book, cane, strap, slipper (latterly with drawing pins), board rubber, staplers, bits of lathe/milling machine/drill press, and suspension from school trip list.
Our gym teacher was quite canny (especially in the winter), and he'd tell us all to get changed quickly.. If we did so it'd be circuit training or archery in the gym or field events like javelin, shot put, discuss. If we were tardy it'd be laps of the school playing fields (about a 1 mile loop) - or some other equally miserable outside activity.
Edited by mmm-five on Wednesday 20th February 12:31
Great thread.
Thank god. I thought it was just my schooling!
The 70's were a joyful time to be at school. Not. I could literally write a thick book about this subject (as could no doubt many here!) and have often thought of doing so, if not for the money then for the catharsis.
The only one in the OP I didn't have was the dunce's hat. One of our French teachers used to hit miscreants around the head with a bike chain. And yet somehow I never really thought of him as a psycho! The board duster was a favourite at my school too. One French teacher (different one) was an amazingly accurate shot and ALWAYS got you in the head after spinning on his heels if he heard you talking in class whilst he was writing on the board.
A friend of mine still has a slight bald patch where a History teacher grabbed him by the hair and dragged him off to the headmaster's study.
The only revenge we got on a regular basis (pathetically mild as it was) was to do this thing with the board duster where, for reasons that seem to defy physics, we would "stick" it to the ceiling or high up the wall out of reach by simultaneously slamming and sliding it against the wall having covered the wooden side in chalk. Seems unlikely even as I write this but it worked every time
Our Biology teacher loved to take a length of bunsen burner tubing to our palms if we misbehaved. That hurt. If we talked during prep then the prefects (often just a year older than us) would make us hold a bible in each hand with arms outstretched to the side for the rest of the hour. Pretty much impossible but enforced nevertheless.
If we talked after lights-out (9pm) then we had to stand in the corridor facing the wall for the rest of the night. Obviously once everyone was asleep we went back to bed as no-one typically double-checked, but still!
And breathe.
Thank god. I thought it was just my schooling!
The 70's were a joyful time to be at school. Not. I could literally write a thick book about this subject (as could no doubt many here!) and have often thought of doing so, if not for the money then for the catharsis.
The only one in the OP I didn't have was the dunce's hat. One of our French teachers used to hit miscreants around the head with a bike chain. And yet somehow I never really thought of him as a psycho! The board duster was a favourite at my school too. One French teacher (different one) was an amazingly accurate shot and ALWAYS got you in the head after spinning on his heels if he heard you talking in class whilst he was writing on the board.
A friend of mine still has a slight bald patch where a History teacher grabbed him by the hair and dragged him off to the headmaster's study.
The only revenge we got on a regular basis (pathetically mild as it was) was to do this thing with the board duster where, for reasons that seem to defy physics, we would "stick" it to the ceiling or high up the wall out of reach by simultaneously slamming and sliding it against the wall having covered the wooden side in chalk. Seems unlikely even as I write this but it worked every time
Our Biology teacher loved to take a length of bunsen burner tubing to our palms if we misbehaved. That hurt. If we talked during prep then the prefects (often just a year older than us) would make us hold a bible in each hand with arms outstretched to the side for the rest of the hour. Pretty much impossible but enforced nevertheless.
If we talked after lights-out (9pm) then we had to stand in the corridor facing the wall for the rest of the night. Obviously once everyone was asleep we went back to bed as no-one typically double-checked, but still!
And breathe.
Strangely I didn't mind the discipline in the 70's/80's and if you stepped out of line you got punished(me included and I got the slipper/ruler etc).
Nowadays I guess it is a free for all for the kids because they know they can do what they like without punishment. I certainly wouldn't want to be a Teacher now without having any power/deterrent and It must be absolute chaos.
Nowadays I guess it is a free for all for the kids because they know they can do what they like without punishment. I certainly wouldn't want to be a Teacher now without having any power/deterrent and It must be absolute chaos.
I recall a maths teacher at my school who threw pieces of chalk at you if you weren't paying attention.
The classrooms on the second floor were based around a quadrant with an inner corridor. He'd send children out of lessons who either misbehaved or he basically took a dislike too, sending you off around the quadrant for a walk. So every 5-10 minutes or so you'd walk past his classroom window on this permanent walking loop, his way of making sure you hadn't just gone off the bike sheds for a smoke.
The classrooms on the second floor were based around a quadrant with an inner corridor. He'd send children out of lessons who either misbehaved or he basically took a dislike too, sending you off around the quadrant for a walk. So every 5-10 minutes or so you'd walk past his classroom window on this permanent walking loop, his way of making sure you hadn't just gone off the bike sheds for a smoke.
I got beaten by the woodwork teacher who hit me 6 times with a wooden stick because I said Yay when the bell went at 4PM on friday afternoon.
The whole class got slippered because the teacher thought that we were making too much noise before he came into the room.
One boy was made to box the gym teacher because he had made a derogatory comment about the teachers wife, the boy's face was a complete bloody mess by the end of the match.
The same gym teacher beat everyone with a 2 inch wide rope because we were too slow getting ready for PE.
The music teacher used to twist the ears of 1st year short trousered boys whilst he put his hand up the boys trouser legs.
We should bless every day that todays school children do not have to go through the apalling abuse that was handed out to earlier generations.
The whole class got slippered because the teacher thought that we were making too much noise before he came into the room.
One boy was made to box the gym teacher because he had made a derogatory comment about the teachers wife, the boy's face was a complete bloody mess by the end of the match.
The same gym teacher beat everyone with a 2 inch wide rope because we were too slow getting ready for PE.
The music teacher used to twist the ears of 1st year short trousered boys whilst he put his hand up the boys trouser legs.
We should bless every day that todays school children do not have to go through the apalling abuse that was handed out to earlier generations.
I went to school in the late 60s and all through the 70s but never once got caned or slippered or whatever, or a board rubber thrown at me... god I must be a goody two shoes!
I did once get a detention for fighting with a girl a couple of years above me. She royally beat me up but it was me that got punished!
I did once get a detention for fighting with a girl a couple of years above me. She royally beat me up but it was me that got punished!
My geography teacher could launch a board rubber across the classroom with amazing accuracy. He could knock a kid out from 30 yards and often did.
He was quite the character he owned a pack of hunting hounds and once brought them ALL into school, I will always remember Kirsty asking him what the doggies names were.
"Ignorant girl are your parents as stupid as you, these are hounds NOT DOGS, HOUNDS GIRL!!"
He was quite the character he owned a pack of hunting hounds and once brought them ALL into school, I will always remember Kirsty asking him what the doggies names were.
"Ignorant girl are your parents as stupid as you, these are hounds NOT DOGS, HOUNDS GIRL!!"
Robbo 27 said:
I got beaten by the woodwork teacher who hit me 6 times with a wooden stick because I said Yay when the bell went at 4PM on friday afternoon.
The whole class got slippered because the teacher thought that we were making too much noise before he came into the room.
One boy was made to box the gym teacher because he had made a derogatory comment about the teachers wife, the boy's face was a complete bloody mess by the end of the match.
The same gym teacher beat everyone with a 2 inch wide rope because we were too slow getting ready for PE.
The music teacher used to twist the ears of 1st year short trousered boys whilst he put his hand up the boys trouser legs.
We should bless every day that todays school children do not have to go through the apalling abuse that was handed out to earlier generations.
I recall when I was at primary school, i'd be about 9 , that we had a teacher called Mr Johar. The whole class got slippered because the teacher thought that we were making too much noise before he came into the room.
One boy was made to box the gym teacher because he had made a derogatory comment about the teachers wife, the boy's face was a complete bloody mess by the end of the match.
The same gym teacher beat everyone with a 2 inch wide rope because we were too slow getting ready for PE.
The music teacher used to twist the ears of 1st year short trousered boys whilst he put his hand up the boys trouser legs.
We should bless every day that todays school children do not have to go through the apalling abuse that was handed out to earlier generations.
Mr Johar's favourite punishment was to take a run up and kick a child as hard as he could in the arse. Now, he was a fairly big bloke and he would often follow it up with a belting round the head with his hand or the ruler.
I remember him going to work on one kid, Michael. I'm not sure what this very slightly built quiet kid had done but he pretty much battered the s
t out of him, humiliated him and made the lad stand in the playground for the rest of the afternoon. Thing is, Michael was a friend of mine, his foster mum was a good friend of my mum. The lad had spent the first 5 years of his life half starved, tied to a bed all night alone whilst his real mum went on the piss, then came home and battered him.
To him, adults just = another battering and, I suspect, far worse.
Johar, the piece of s
t, was no better than his mother and his "Uncles" who made his early life such an unrelenting misery. I'm glad we've moved on from this.
I can remember my maths teacher casually leaning across her desk and smacking some kid straight across the face because he'd said something out of line. I also got hit with a plimsoll a few times in primary school, I would have been 8 or 9 I guess. The idea of hitting a young child with something to cause more pain seems insane to me now.
Kermit power said:
I do still recall the ruler to the palm of the hands at primary school.
It only happened once, but that was enough for me not to risk it happening again, even though I got let off with only 7 of the 12 allotted smacks. Then again, I was only let off because the head snapped the wooden ruler on the 7th stroke, so it's not as though he'd been holding back!
Some of you should have been hit more often, then you'd remember that it's a rule, not a ruler It only happened once, but that was enough for me not to risk it happening again, even though I got let off with only 7 of the 12 allotted smacks. Then again, I was only let off because the head snapped the wooden ruler on the 7th stroke, so it's not as though he'd been holding back!
I was hit with one repeatedly as an apprentice until I learned the error of my ways.
Emotional abuse: When at boarding school (age 7-9) we studied many subjects, my worst by far was French. The diet was dull but we were allowed a tuck shop visit once a week. This involved paying a visit to the 'school shop' where you were allowed to spend £1 on whatever confectionary you wanted. Unfortunately the tuck shop was run by the French mistress, who insisted you asked for whatever sweets you wanted in the French language. This was daunting because it was a 'one strike and you're out' scenario - and even the accent had to be correct.
theholygrail said:
this thing with the board duster where, for reasons that seem to defy physics, we would "stick" it to the ceiling or high up the wall out of reach by simultaneously slamming and sliding it against the wall having covered the wooden side in chalk. Seems unlikely even as I write this but it worked every time
I'd completely forgotten about that, we used to do the same. No idea how it worked but it did. Kids these days with their interactive white boards, don't know they're born.
Spumfry said:
theholygrail said:
this thing with the board duster where, for reasons that seem to defy physics, we would "stick" it to the ceiling or high up the wall out of reach by simultaneously slamming and sliding it against the wall having covered the wooden side in chalk. Seems unlikely even as I write this but it worked every time
I'd completely forgotten about that, we used to do the same. No idea how it worked but it did. Kids these days with their interactive white boards, don't know they're born.
Do we have any sience teachers on the forum who can confirm? It would have been a great teaching aid, along with the exploding coffee tin. (only worked with coal gas apparantly, never understood why)
My Latin master had played cricket for Surrey 2nds and had been an international squash player in his day. He used to wield a 6ft long cane around in his lessons, ostensibly to kill wasps which he managed with alarming accuracy, splitting them in two with a single swipe; he rarely missed and if he did the lesson would be sidelined until his mission had been accomplished.
If anyone stepped out of line they would get a gentle but firm prod, usually on the side of the head or neck. I did ok in my 'O' level but my achievement was more down to fear than anything else, thankfully the world has moved on.
If anyone stepped out of line they would get a gentle but firm prod, usually on the side of the head or neck. I did ok in my 'O' level but my achievement was more down to fear than anything else, thankfully the world has moved on.
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