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What petty resentment are you holding on to years later?

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ClumpingBambooIsALie · 10/09/2021 11:37

Mine is that I was put in for Foundation level GCSE Double Science despite having good grades on my coursework, only found out when I got into my exam and saw the Foundation paper in front of me, and was therefore capped at a CC. Twenty years ago 😂

What's yours?

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lockdownmadnessdotcom · 12/09/2021 12:40

This isn't one of mine, but my husband's. When he was at primary school they all had to make a model of an animal. DH is quite creative and did a model he was really proud of.

When it came to taking them home, the teacher decided that it was unfair for the best pupils to get the best items and did a ballot, so DH couldn't take his own model home. He isn't bitter at all...this was in the very late 60s or early 70s.

lockdownmadnessdotcom · 12/09/2021 12:42

@OldTinHat

Outing but can't be bothered to NC.

I did a terrible thing to my little sister about 45yrs ago and she still reminds me about it. I swapped one of her Weebles for a Pippa doll! I still have to look remorseful everytime she brings it up Grin sorry sis!!!

Don't know what a Weeble is but I liked Pippa dolls!
ResentfulAF · 12/09/2021 13:24

Primary school. The whole class had made clay animals in art class out of pottery. I had worked so hard on my hedgehog and was so pleased and excited to give it to my Mum. It was a big deal to have clay and something be fired. Seemed like an age to wait for it to be fired and to see how the colours had changed. Two weeks later the art teacher announced all our work was so awful she would be embarrassed for it to be sent out and for our parents to see it. No exceptions she had thrown the whole lot in the bin. I was absolute devastated. We all tried making another one but I just wanted the first one back. We were 6-7 year olds.

My Mum was a hard working, single mum who could never make it to school assemblies etc at a time where everyone else's mums were a lot more available. However for the first and only time in my primary school career she was coming to a special Mother's Day assembly. We had written a poem and painted around it and we all had to read ours out to our Mums. Kids started reading along the line, I was so excited and nervous and chuffed to bits I could read to my Mum, that she was actually here. I can still remember her there, in a pale pink fluffy jumper and perm. Girl on my left finished reading, I opened my mouth for my big moment and girl on my right just started with her's, then everyone just carried on in the line. I just cried silently throughout and didn't get to hug my mum at the end like everyone else as she had had to leave to go to work.

I hope teachers now pay attention to things like that happening and would give anyone missed out an opportunity to speak. It would have meant to much to me, as my Mum was the best person in the world.

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TartanJumper · 12/09/2021 16:31

ResentfulAF, the teacher who threw your artwork away is just a nasty bitch who has no right working with small children. How heartbreaking.

Iggly · 12/09/2021 16:36

On Mother’s Day when dd was 2, dd was 4 months old and barely slept for more than an hour at a time, DH thought it would be nice to go on a family walk.

I was broken with exhaustion- for Mother’s Day I wanted him to take the kids out while I lay there comatose.

Still rankles to this day as he has a habit of doing what he would like as opposed to what the other person might Hmm

Mycatcontrolsmymovements · 12/09/2021 16:37

Ooh same OP. I was in second tier for maths, despite excelling and never got moved up. I scored 100% on GCSE maths paper but was capped at a B. In fairness though, I still hate maths

prettyteapotsplease · 12/09/2021 17:07

We had after school clubs Monday-Thursday and I wanted to join the girls with the music teacher to learn to the violin. I walked home each day with my sister who bullied me and moaned that she would have to walk home by herself. I caved in - I've always resented this. I might well have been rubbish but at least I could have tried.

SilenceOfThePrams · 12/09/2021 19:38

@ResentfulAF

Primary school. The whole class had made clay animals in art class out of pottery. I had worked so hard on my hedgehog and was so pleased and excited to give it to my Mum. It was a big deal to have clay and something be fired. Seemed like an age to wait for it to be fired and to see how the colours had changed. Two weeks later the art teacher announced all our work was so awful she would be embarrassed for it to be sent out and for our parents to see it. No exceptions she had thrown the whole lot in the bin. I was absolute devastated. We all tried making another one but I just wanted the first one back. We were 6-7 year olds.

My Mum was a hard working, single mum who could never make it to school assemblies etc at a time where everyone else's mums were a lot more available. However for the first and only time in my primary school career she was coming to a special Mother's Day assembly. We had written a poem and painted around it and we all had to read ours out to our Mums. Kids started reading along the line, I was so excited and nervous and chuffed to bits I could read to my Mum, that she was actually here. I can still remember her there, in a pale pink fluffy jumper and perm. Girl on my left finished reading, I opened my mouth for my big moment and girl on my right just started with her's, then everyone just carried on in the line. I just cried silently throughout and didn't get to hug my mum at the end like everyone else as she had had to leave to go to work.

I hope teachers now pay attention to things like that happening and would give anyone missed out an opportunity to speak. It would have meant to much to me, as my Mum was the best person in the world.

You’ve reminded me. Secondary school. Art lesson. Pottery. Teacher who would make you smash up your clay creation unless she deemed it worthy of being fired (reasonable to an extent - they didn’t have sufficient clay for a thousand pupils to create multiple things week after week).

Finally, I created something which passed muster. An elf sitting on a toadstool. He was awesome. Looked like the BFG in miniature. Quentin Blake would have been proud.

I painted and glazed and went back the next week, eager to see it in alts glory. And she had no idea where it was or what had happened to it. And “I can’t possibly keep track of things for all of you, it probably just broke in the kiln.”

It wasn’t unkind. But it wasn’t kind either and I was gutted.

ResentfulAF · 12/09/2021 20:15

@SilenceOfThePrams

Commiserations on your pottery losses! That stuff cuts deep and your toadstool creation sounds lovely

fuzzymoomin · 12/09/2021 20:35

When I was 8 I won two cinema tickets in a local competition, they were for a specific showing, the first night of a new film. My parents decided that as the film would finish 2 hours after my bedtime I shouldn't go and my older sister went with my mum instead. I was so angry and upset, I couldn't watch that film until well into adulthood because I was (am!) so bitter about the injustice.

Moofart · 12/09/2021 20:36

In primary school I whispered something to the child next to me but the headteacher caught me and I made me go to the front of the hall to sit front of everyone as a punishment. I sat down cross legged and she screamed 'turn around, we don't want to see your ugly face'. It still burns. I was inconsolable for ages and believed I must be ugly for years. If I found out a teacher had said that to my child, the would feel the full force of my wrath!

fuzzymoomin · 12/09/2021 20:45

@NoBetterthanSheShouldBe

A couple of months before my 50th birthday I told DD that I would love a party or special but only if I didn’t have to do all the organising myself.

DH asked her if she thought I wanted a party and she said not.

This is really sad Sad I hope you've had some sort of party or celebration since then.
cocktailclub · 12/09/2021 20:48

Girl in my cooking class who was teacher's favourite accidentally poured her soup we'd just made down the drain as she was shaking it the lid of her container came off. To save her from getting into trouble I poured half of mine in to her container.
Teacher came round and tasted mine. Said it was bland and gave me a C grade. Tasted the other girl's soup (mine again) and said it was fantastic and gave her an A.
We were only 12 but it made me mistrust teachers and realise how unfair things were.

Stasiland · 12/09/2021 21:06

70s here. Grandparents had a photo of all their grandchildren on their sideboard. Well all apart from me...
Apparently my parents didn't give them one of me but i'm convinced they were fibbing. Only child too so felt even more awkward and different.
At junior school, 70s. Me and my friend went to the loo. A new girl in our class followed us in and proceeded to steal some sweets from someone's coat pocket. She smiled as she did it. We weren't involved, just looked on astonished as it happened. Fast forward a few hours the child whose sweets were stolen noticed and alerted our teacher. My friend and I were accused of doing it as we'd gone to the loo together. No amount of pleading made them believe that we weren't responsible. Clearly remember the teacher saying 'no way would x do it, she was a nice little girl'. Never forgotten and never stolen anything.

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ClumpingBambooIsALie · 12/09/2021 21:08

@cocktailclub

Girl in my cooking class who was teacher's favourite accidentally poured her soup we'd just made down the drain as she was shaking it the lid of her container came off. To save her from getting into trouble I poured half of mine in to her container. Teacher came round and tasted mine. Said it was bland and gave me a C grade. Tasted the other girl's soup (mine again) and said it was fantastic and gave her an A. We were only 12 but it made me mistrust teachers and realise how unfair things were.
Busted!
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coldwarenigma · 12/09/2021 21:17

Mine was that my mother went on holiday to Spain with her then boyfriend, now husband, and his son leaving DB and I with GPs ..we never had a holiday with them. To rub salt in the wound his son didn't want to be there and sulked all week..

fluffythedragonslayer · 13/09/2021 07:05

@TheCountessofFitzdotterel

There was a similar standard path but they forgot about me because I was quiet and brought someone in from another Six. They offered me Sixer of the Gnomes as a consolation prize but I wasn’t having it.
In my Brownies being a sixer was based on how long you'd been there. I'd been in Brownies since as soon as I was old enough so a long standing member. But we had to go away for 6 months with my dad's work so when I got back those 6 months were deducted from my total and I had been overtaken by other younger Brownies. I never got to be Sixer. I never got to carry the flag either.

I also never got to play in a netball match at primary school despite being in netball club and attending every week without fail. I was never chosen for a team. Not once. Great for my self esteem, that was.

fluffythedragonslayer · 13/09/2021 07:10

@cocktailclub

Girl in my cooking class who was teacher's favourite accidentally poured her soup we'd just made down the drain as she was shaking it the lid of her container came off. To save her from getting into trouble I poured half of mine in to her container. Teacher came round and tasted mine. Said it was bland and gave me a C grade. Tasted the other girl's soup (mine again) and said it was fantastic and gave her an A. We were only 12 but it made me mistrust teachers and realise how unfair things were.
My RS teacher in school hated me and loved my friend. My friend and I used to do our homework together so roughly of the same standard, I'd get Bs and C's, friend would always get an A.

One week we did the homework together and then swapped - I wrote hers out word for word and gave in with my name on, and vice versa. Results - C for me (with her work) and A for her (my work). Infuriating and we obviously couldn't tell the teacher what we had done. I gave up trying after that.

Gufo · 13/09/2021 07:12

I worked out a great way of drawing a tree stump when I was about 6. My friend copied it. She told the teacher I'd copied her and I got bollocked.

Looking back, I realise primary schools were different places in the 1980s - annoying that my friend lied, but even if true I was hardly crime of the century.

RichardDrankMyCoke · 13/09/2021 07:36

My username summarises the problem.

brokenbiscuitsx · 13/09/2021 08:03

Honestly too many to write here.

The ones I can think of right now:

I was about 13 and on a bus back from town. The woman in front was rifling looking for something down to her left, under her feet etc. so I thought she must have lost something and when I looked down at my feet there was a shopping bag there (must have slid under) so I said ‘excuse me are you looking for this’ and handed her the bag. She snatched it from me and looked at me really suspiciously and whispered something to her friend (whilst looking back at me) I think they thought I stole it and had a moment of guilt or something! I said it was by my feet but they ignored me and to this day it pisses me off I did something helpful and was made to feel that way! 😠

In school (Art GSCE) I presented my final entry to my teacher who told me I had painted it in the wrong colours. That was the point of it. I had decided to do this, apples being orange, bananas being pink etc. (I didn’t do fruit but you see what I mean) my whole coursework had been about this, which a previous teacher had marked. Anyway he refused to mark it unless I redid it it his way. (He needed to give it a suggested ‘grade’ as a guide for the external examiners to mark. I was so annoyed I didn’t change it and submitted it as is. Even though I got As and Bs for my coursework, when I got my results I got a D overall so no idea what I was marked for the final piece (if at all) but it still makes me boil to this day that I have a D in GSCE Art as I was actually fairly good at it 🤬

brokenbiscuitsx · 13/09/2021 08:08

Also that teacher was later sacked for inappropriate advances to a sixth form pupil a year later so although I feel karma worked it’s magic there, I am still bitter and in my head I got a B for Art ☺️ This was the 90s and he was 50 then so if you’re still with us and you read this Mr Jones, (very unlikely) you’re a ridiculous human.

TheYearOfSmallThings · 13/09/2021 09:36

My username summarises the problem.

Excellent work holding onto that grudge Grin

TheCountessofFitzdotterel · 13/09/2021 09:42

I still haven’t shopped at Tesco since they messed up my online food delivery in 2002.
When I say messed up, what I actually mean is that they failed to deliver it 3 times in a row and charged my card each time, so by the end of the week I had no food and was down £300. Then when I demanded my money back they said it would take 2 weeks to action.
I got my money back in the end but never any kind of apology or compensation. I will never ever forgive.

WildRosie · 13/09/2021 21:39

I've probably forgotten the details of my childhood injustices, which may be just as well. However, I can be reasonably certain that most, if not all, stemmed from my Mother's angle of 'it's too good for you/it's too expensive for you/you're not really old enough' and so on. As the youngest of several children, I was never going to be on the winning side with that blinkered view.