Childhood injustices you can't forget

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Please tell me about your childhood injustices.

I was just reminded of one by something on the TV - I found my classmate's bag strap behind a loo at school. It had clearly been hidden there, but not by me - and yet, I got the blame for it! It rankles TO THIS DAY.

Tell me I'm not alone in not letting this stuff go!

One of the girls in my Y4 class said I had stolen her pencil (a rather fab one). It was mine, but the teacher believed her and I had to "give it back" and lose my playtime for stealing. Actually I just got angry typing that. Fuck you, Sarah.

I wrote a story. About a bomb on a bus, triggered by going too slow. Basically, I wrote Speed when I was in first year ay High School in 1983.

I got a D for the story along with the comment saying why didn’t people just get off the bus. When I told my English teacher she hadn’t read the story properly, I got a detention and told off for being disrespectful.

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another one girl guides christmas show we did alice in wonderland i auditioned for alice and no boast but i was a good actress at that time (was i lots of school plays) and the girl who got it was crap but she had long blonde hair and mine was long red hair i was fuming i would have done a much better job than her

When I was about 9 or 10, we were watching a video about something in class and I thought I'd try to impress the teacher by taking notes even though we weren't asked to. Once the video was finished, the teacher, in front of the whole class, asked me to explain what the video was about since I was "doodling" the entire time. I remember feeling mortified and told her I'd been making notes. Instead of praising me she replied "well you shouldn't have been writing anything at all." I was so upset!

Boy in science threw a paper ball at me. Annoyed, I threw it back. I got detention. I quietly pointed out he'd thrown it first and the teacher replied "yes I know but I expect it from him, you should know better". I can feel myself getting annoyed as I type it!

I was essentially assaulted at primary school: shoved up against a wall while every boy kissed me. I told a teacher and they said "well it's better than fighting". Can you imagine that happening today?!

I was promised to be Mary every year- it was a tiny school, so of the girls in my year we would all get a chance to be mary. I waited until year 6, knowing it would be my year...and a new girl started. I played a tree that year.

Also when I was told off for 'playing' during a PE lesson when really my classmate had a grand-mal seizure and fell on me.

My parents once left us with a neighbour who they used to babysit for very, very frequently (sleepovers and everything) to go to a funeral. They were late home due to a major traffic jam.

The neighbour took us all out for pizza, ordered pizza for her own children and we sat there and watched them eat it being offered any. It was very odd, especially as my mother used to get in treats specifically for their children coming round.

Oh god this is really riling me up now!

In reception class I was invited to stand in front of the whole school to tell them what I did over half term (no idea why) and I said I went on a big boat with a purple bear and I saw a whale. I was told off for lying and then for crying by the head in front of the whole school. I'd gone from Ireland to England on a ferry with my purple teddy bear and I went to a museum that had a whale! F you Mrs Murphy!

My mum, DB and Grandparents all clubbed together to buy me a new stereo system/CD player. The mini hifi type that only ran on mains electric.
Then I asked DB if I could have my old one back (the portable 'boom box' type that could run on mains or batteries - he'd borrowed it to take to the park with his mates). The answer was "No. I sold it to Jane*." When I complained to mum I wastold not to be so ungrateful as he had paid towards my new, better one. Which was true. Only my friends and I used to use my old one to practice our dance routines in the church hall. Or at the park. And regardless of the fact he had paid towards the new one, the old one wasn't his to sell.

*not real name.

Same DB sexually abused me for a long time. When I finally told my mum she said it must have been my fault and I'd obviously 'led him on'

1977 At middle school aged about 11 we had diggers doing ground works at the bottom of the playground. We were running backwards and forwards 'chasing the diggers' The teacher on duty whistled (using mouth not an actual whistle) the end of playtime. I and about four others didnt hear it. We all got detention for 'ignoring him'.

Another one..English class about the same age, it was quiet reading, I was absorbed in my book and didn't hear the teacher call my name...she told me off in front of the class for 'deliberately ignoring her'

As an adult I've been diagnosed with Auditory processing disorder.

Just remembered another one from when I was about 14 or 15. I was in assembly and the class joker farted very loudly which gave my friend and I the giggles. The teacher stopped the assembly and told us if we didn't stop messing around we would have to stand for the rest of the assembly. Later on we were called to her office as another teacher had told her that we were poking fun at her during assembly and that's why we were laughing. We were brandished bullies! We explained we were actually laughing because of a loud fart but it was obvious she didn't believe us.

In infants, the teacher always chose one boy and one girl as 'children of the week'. The prize was a sweet from the 10p mix she kept in her desk drawer. I was chosen and told to pick something, but I wasn't allowed the Refreshers chew I wanted - I had to leave the big sweet for boy of the week .

When I was 4 years old, I was watching a cop show on TV and to my surprise my eldest brother was acting in it! Shocked, I ran and told my grandmother (she used to live with us). She didn't believe me and sent me to bed for lying!!!! The next day she found out I was telling the truth. She did apologise, but I was still upset because I was unable to finish watching the show.

We were really poor growing up. Single parent family, dad not around etc One day my trainers fell apart and my mum couldn't afford to buy me new ones until the following week, she wrote a note to my teacher to explain the situation and apologising that I couldn't do PE. I was about 7 or 8 at the time. Now even though we were poor we would get £1 a week to spend on something for ourselves, my mum always tried to make sure we had the same as our friends. That week I had bought a Troll necklace and I absolutely loved it. When I handed the teacher the note about my trainers she put her face in mine and sneered at me "Hmm so your mother couldn't afford to buy you trainers but had money to waste on that gonk around your neck" - I felt so humiliated and I think I may have even cried.

Mrs B, if you're reading, I hope you never went on to have children yourself.

I was about 12 years old, wearing oven gloves holding a hot baking tray that I'd just removed from the oven. My younger brother took the tray from me (to get the chips I'd made him) and burnt his hands. Everyone said I'd given it to him on purpose. I didn't, and I hadn't thought quickly enough to pull back when he went to take it. It still bothers me that nobody believed it had been an accident.

I was generally a pretty spoiled, six years younger sister, so the one time I was not treated fairly stands out pretty strongly in my recollection.

Elder sister was v v keen on children and had built up quite the babysitting practice. When she went off to college aged 18, I aged 12, took over some of that babysitting. I had no experience with children and always hoped the children just stayed asleep and didn't go back to any who didn't leave the children asleep in bed.

DSis came home in the summer with a boyfriend. I was always the first to answer the phone at home. One of the families phoned early in the summer, carefully asking whether anyone might be available for babysitting. Carefully not expressing a preference. It struck me that it would be nice for DSis and her boyfriend to have a 'night out' together so passed the job on to her.

I didn't connect this with the oddness that started one evening. It turned out that DSis was trying to avoid me knowing that she and boyfriend were going babysitting, assuming that I would be cross and jealous that she and not I had got the job.

But ... I stammered .... wanting to point out that I had indeed had the opportunity and had thought it would be nice for DSis to have the job and not that the family had expressed a preference for her.

DSis was so convinced that I was choked up because I was jealous, never entertaining the idea that it might have been me (for a change) being 'nice' and was trying to console me ... that I gave up trying to explain.

Goodness, it rankles sooo much to this day. And no wonder she was always kind and me ... not so much. I suppose you tend to do more of the things you get rewarded for.

I know I really should get over it but ... it was sooooo unfair not having my kind deed recognised. Sigh.

Me and a friend were the narrators in a school play when in primary school - maybe about 7 years old. We got to share a microphone and thought we were so special! During a song we had to jump in the air but I jumped at the wrong time so the microphone hit my friend in the mouth. And her lips started to bleed. It was a complete accident. But I wasn't given a chance to explain and was sent to sit outside the deputy head's office. I was devastated.

Deborah Close used to lock me in the lavatory. I finally snapped, weeks in, kicked the door open and was put in detention for damaging school property.

Wasn’t allowed to move up to the “Wide Range” reading books even though I had finished fucking Billy Blue Hat and Roger Red Hat. Why? Because my teacher was an absolute knob. It’s been 34 years. I’m finally moving on... maybe

When I was around 6/7 my teacher asked me to fill the class advent calendars that she'd made with chocolates. Foolishly she left me alone to do it, and made the mistake of saying 'you can have a couple if you like'. Fast forward twenty minutes and I'd eaten a whole packet of chocolates - in my defence I had no idea what a couple meant at that point so just assumed she'd given me free rein to eat as much as I liked. So I did what any 7 year old would do in that situation- unfortunately she really told me off and I'm still pissed off that she thought a 7 year old would have any form
Of self control left unattended with chocolate!

@FTMF30 same thing! My teacher said it was because I wasn’t blonde!!!
I was a shepherd...

My YOUNGER sister got the top bunk.

Enough said.

My dad, saying “what’s that over there Alan!?” And stealing a sausage from my sausage and beans on toast. I was about 4. I howled. I was utterly distraught.
Never forgotten it. 😂