School stuff that has stubbornly stuck in your head

[SlayingDragons]

Just that really - what has stuck in your head since you were at school?

• I remember a poem I had to learn in P5 for a Christmas concert. It was 30 years ago now but I can still recite it word for word. (It wasn’t short either!)

• I can recount every county in Ireland in alphabetical order.

• I can direct you to the train station in German just so long as it is straight ahead, take the first street on the right, second on the left and the station is on the right hand side.

(Useful stuff like how to work out the angles in a triangle so I can help my first year with her homework - not so much!)

"The tip of the brush is the place for the paint'

(primary school art)

whoever just did the colours of Joseph’s coat has reminded me that at primary school we did a production of Noah, and i often have random songs from it plotting about in my head.

viz.

so Japheth Shem and Ham
fetched a ewe sheep and a ram
duck and drake and bull and cow and cock and hen
male and female spotted cheetahs
armadillos and anteaters
two mumble, dunno
and two lions from their den

it was awesome. i was a bee. which was an upgrade, because when we did Joseph i was a sheaf of corn. i clearly hit my theatrical peak as the Angel Gabriel aged 4. my mother would remind me of that fact periodically.

she probably still thinks it to herself every christmas, and we’ve been estranged for nearly fourteen years.

@SlayingDragons as soon as I read your OP, I recited this in my head:

Wie komme ich am besten zum bahnhof bitte?

I think that’s right? Lmao

Oh, and the entire script of our version of A Christmas Carol. Loosely based ripped off from the musical Scrooge. 'Bah, Humbug! All this nonsense about Christmas, it's a waste of time and money'.

and

I'm Bert. Perhaps you've heard of me.
Bert. You've had word of me.
Joggin' along, hearty an' strong
Livin' on PLATES of fresh air.
I dress up in fashion, but when I am feelin' depressed
I shave off the fluff from me whiskers and cuffs
Stick me 'at on - an' toddle up west.

I was a School Play Organiser's dream. Remembered complete scripts for all parts on the first reading, could do the same with the musical parts. And, despite being an 'orrible little Herbert with the social skills of a demented housebrick, I had absolutely zero fear of the spotlight (quite literally) falling on me.

Sin = opposite over hypotenuse
Cos = adjacent over hypotenuse
Tan = opposite over adjacent

That's the lengthy version (sorry if someone has said that).

Loads and loads of the above, including all the Alice and Milne poems, Ecce Romani (Cornelia, Flavia, Marcus and Sextus). Oxbow lakes - and the meandering Cuckmere.

@PristineCondition

That was the first thing I thought of when I saw the title of this thread.

Also Ich möchte einen Frikadelle bitte.

Most of the points of the The Treaty of Versailles and the aftermarth of WW1

Did it in yr8, yr 9 and as in depth revision in yr10&yr11

Glacier formation and characteristics of a river. Rocks

Chemistry- after lunch on Friday which was always greasy fish and chips. And learning about different types of oil

X equals plus or minus the square root of b squared minus 4ac all over 2a.

September 1913 by Yeats
What need you, being come to sense,
But fumble in a greasy till
And add the halfpence to the pence
And prayer to shivering prayer, until
You have dried the marrow from the bone;
For men were born to pray and save:
Romantic Ireland’s dead and gone,
It’s with O’Leary in the grave.

Yet they were of a different kind,
The names that stilled your childish play,
They have gone about the world like wind,
But little time had they to pray
For whom the hangman’s rope was spun,
And what, God help us, could they save?
Romantic Ireland’s dead and gone,
It’s with O’Leary in the grave.

Was it for this the wild geese spread
The grey wing upon every tide;
For this that all that blood was shed,
For this Edward Fitzgerald died,
And Robert Emmet and Wolfe Tone,
All that delirium of the brave?
Romantic Ireland’s dead and gone,
It’s with O’Leary in the grave.

Yet could we turn the years again,
And call those exiles as they were
In all their loneliness and pain,
You’d cry, ‘Some woman’s yellow hair
Has maddened every mother’s son’:
They weighed so lightly what they gave.
But let them be, they’re dead and gone,
They’re with O’Leary in the grave.

Richard of York have battle in vain for the colours of the rainbow and my very easy method just speeds up naming planets for the planets

No idea what sahcahtoa is

Our biology teacher made us recite this over and over and he told us at the time we would never forget it. He was right!

"Osmosis is the movement of water molecules from a high concentration of water molecules to a low concentration of water molecules, through a selectively permeable membrane"

He was a brilliant teacher 😊

@PristineCondition yes!!!! I came here just to say that same song. I only sang it just the other day (I'm late 20's for context)

Only we changed

the broadbeans are sleeping in their blankety bed

To
The broadbeans are waiting for a slap round the head

For me it's that song
The 7 times table
How to spell photosynthesis and antidisestablishmentarianism
A few Shakespeare quotes (romeo and juliet)
Magnesium burns really bright

Yea I think that's it

@WhenYouCantRunYouCrawl I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought of it. Best song.

Oh and 'SOMEBODY'S TREADING ON MY TAIL'
Cap because it was shouted.
My only line as a monkey in my primary school version of Noah's Ark

A rhyme for remembering which adjectives go before the noun in French:

Petit, haut, jeune, jolie, beau, mauvais, méchant, vilain, bon et nouveau, excellent...

equivalent of Year 7 - so over 40 years ago.

Never Eat Custard Eat Sausage Sandwiches (necessary).

Never forgotten!

0, 1, 10, 11, 100, 101, 110, 111, 1000, 1001, 1010 ( 1-10 in binary)

Learning how to copy pictures by tracing them onto tracing paper, then turning the tracing paper over and going over the lines again to leave behind a faint image.

I teach y6. They think it's magic !

That and Many Volcanoes Erupt Mouldy Jam. SUN. Pluto.

Not the least-clumpy mnemonic ever tbf.

Caecilius est in horto. Grumio ancillam delectat. Yes!! And Melissa was the slave.

Ox bow lake of course.

I have actually used algebra at work. I'm not even a maths teacher.

SIN of the Public House
COSy BeeHive
TAN the Poor Boy

Presumably B was base?

@leonardthelemming That's so funny, your teacher's recorded voice telling somebody to stop talking!

@kalinkafoxtrot45 Sextus deserved to fall out of the tree, he was "puer molestus". Also "Ferte auxilium! Ego natare non possum." (Help! I can't swim.)

I memorised lots of songs from infants school - we didn't read the words, we learned them by rote. There was a song about litter.
"Milk bottle tops and paper bags,
straws and sweets and dirty old rags.
Litter in the playground, paper round the school.
Is this what we (clap clap clap clap) really want to see? (clap clap clap-clap-clap)
No, no, no!"

In primary we had the "maths adventure" books, does anyone remember them? They had half pennies, which we were told to ignore, even though the sums didn't work properly. "Jill saved a whole pound for her birthday party."

Also: "Why do we have only four directions, north, south, east and west?" complained Joe.
"The Ancient Babylonians had 360 directions," said his sister. "That ought to keep you quiet, Joe." It didn't.

We also sang this really moralistic song with the repeated line "'cause we're all one family". The headmistress went ballistic about children singing "fam-ER-ly", and demanded "who says family? Hands up." Then "Who sings fam-ER-ly?" A couple of brave children put their hands up. "Oh, do you?!" the head sneered.

Oh, and we also learned (from some reading comprehension) that if a man tried to break into your house by smashing the glass in the front door, that it was perfectly acceptable to strike the man's hand with a red-hot poker, which the housewife in the story happened to be holding. This was before homeowners were prosecuted for defending their property.

"Little Mouse said: I wish there was a harvest festival EVERY year! There would be lots of food, and lots of happy people!"

From my Y2 harvest assembly. 7 years old and I still remember it 22 years on! Strange!

All french words ending in 'age' are masculine, except 'Rage, cage, page, plage, image'.

It's surprisingly useful.

The lyrics to "the ink is black, the page is white" and many other songs from Come & Praise

Trabajo
Trabajas
Trabaja
Trabajamos
Trabajais
Trabajan

Conjugation of 'To Work'. First verb the Spanish teacher taught us because she said that is what we had to do in her class - Work.

@TryingToBeBold another school that did Noah the musical! i’ve never met another person who’s even heard of it. unless, you went to my school. that would be weird.