Yes - September izza grey month, for me. Bluddy skool - will we ever recover?
Morning and kind wishes for Gus and Ma.
Soo xx
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Many years after I left skool my deputy headmistress told my mother
“3Wells was a lovely bright clever girl - She was at the wrong school with our skool as her gifted side was ignored over academic scienctific success”
Why acknowledge things 30 years too late?
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Better late than never, Twellsy.
Soo xx
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I suppose so
But I could have switched to any of 5 other excellent grammar schools in the area
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Thank you, Soo.
G xxx
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Well, I am now.
I was somewhat put off him myself due to someone else’s slavish devotion to him during my formative years, but those were a long time ago and my tastes have changed ;- )
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From me, too.
School, yes. I’m another who hated every minute. School, from beginning to end, seemed to me to have absolutely nothing to do with education and everything to do with social conditioning - and I wasn’t up for being conditioned thank you very much, not by teachers and not by anyone else.
Looking back now, from the perspective of being as adult as I’m ever likely to get, I haven’t changed my mind one bit - social conditioning is exactly what was being attempted in the case of the schools I attended. (It didn’t work!)
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My skool was
For young Ladies
They failed with me
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Tell you what though, as a teenager I managed to get myself one heck of an education out of school hours. It wasn’t the kind of education any school might ever have had in mind, but it sure was educational!
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Everything except VIth form was purgatory. Oh and the first ‘taster’ half-day at infant school when I was allowed sticky paper to make my picture of Custard the Dragon. They were luring me in: didn’t get another sniff of the sticky paper for at least two years.
< Sulks Furiously >
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I was definitely learning more out of skool than in it
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An anarchist told me when I was twelve that my business at school was to learn things in spite of all the people trying to teach me.
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I would get on with that person Fishy
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I didn’t stick it out long enough to find out, I left after O’levels because I couldn’t stand any more. I did go back to get myself a degree as a mature student, at 29, and loved that.
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I suffered VIth for and did maths further maths chemistry and physics at my father’s insistence
Then my tertiary education was at Ballet School
See above re talents wasted at the wrong place
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About three times in a row in different years, I was told “well, that last lot of stuff you just had to memorise for the exam, but this time you get to think about it too”. After the first time I didn’t believe them any more, and correctly so.
Back from the beak-fettler.
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Being married to a teacher for 30 years meant that we made our ‘new years resolutions’ in September. We would talk through what we wanted to do/sort out,on the drive home from here
Carinthia.xx
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O joy. This Swansea train - always a busy service - is five carriages rather than ten. Three of them First Class. Gaah!
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Would it help if I sign an affidavit that you are a First Class Limpet?
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Why, thank you, kind Dunnock. I doubt it would: they’d probably put me on the roof, seeing as I have me adhesive superpowers…
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