WTF moments from childhood

[Lyannaa]

I vividly remember sitting in a circle at primary school and playing a game (facilitated by teachers). It was a variation on ‘spin the bottle’ and this boy named the girl he wanted to kiss. The feeling was not mutual from her end and she began running around and around the circle, trying to evade both the boy and the disgraceful teachers trying to hold her down. Vile. How was this a thing? All I remember was sitting there thinking ‘thank goodness this isn’t me’.

This was 1989…

Aren't the Scandanavian and Japanese naked saunas for adults? Anyway, apologize for any offence . I used the damn z again!!!

Also I spent the end of the evening of my year 12 formal sitting at the edge of Sydney Harbour, feet in the water, with one of my lovely ( male teachers). My friend was in his apartment bonking the new student teacher so we thought it best we leave!Stupid bf had fecked off to Qld the day before. Still cranky!

@Conniebygaslight working as a primary school teacher the main reason pupils change for PE is so we can help them learn personal care eg dressing and undressing themselves, doing buttons/zios etc.

Primary school at age 10. Class teacher threw a book at me for being the only one to put my hand up, and getting the answer wrong. Same teacher regularly shoved a boy into the blackboard and taunted, what would now be classed as SEN, by saying bright by name but not by nature. 1977

Not a school one but a home one. I met a lad on holiday aged about 14/15, he lived in Basingstoke and I lived in Birmingham. He came in the train to visit me once, then at half term I went to stay at his, my parents dropped me at his house and picked me up 3 days later, literally they didn't even meet his parents, or him. Just left me there. No mobile phones in those days, and they went to London on holiday so I had no way of even contacting them. I was fine, but oh my god, wtf??! This was in 1998.

I still have deep trauma from first school.

Every week we were given spellings to learn. Every week our sadistic teacher would make everyone do the spellings and stand on your chair.

The people with 10/10 sat down first.....

The child who got 0/10 was left standing. Every single week. Then he'd make an example of the child by saying how useless they were and to not be so lazy and try harder.

I would spend hours with my mum trying to learn spellings, I hated Mondays. It was so hard. Yes I was that child.

I was in this class for l two years, and in the end I cheated. I copied down the spellings so I wouldn't be the only one standing and being laughed at.

Then the teacher just said, I knew you were just lazy, look what you've achieved by trying harder.

I couldn't win.

Dyslexia wasn't recognised.

It was 1970's.

In the 1970's was at primary school, boy (7 years old) was teasing me, I got upset, teacher notices, we then were hauled into headteachers office where headteacher promptly belts boy right there in front of me.
I still am traumatised by seeing this. Poor lad, he was always being beaten, inevitably he got into drugs & prison, eventually straightened himself out.
Yes the original teasing was nothing compared to the damage done to me & boy with the belting.
I hated school after that. Was scared of authority for a long time too.

A nun at school forcing me (5 y/o) to write with my right hand. I very strangely still remember this quote well, and her reason being that I was “too perfect” to be left handed. This was in 2000!

@GoldenGuinea

"I would not participate in any kind of bullying THESE days but at my school it was very normalised, bullying."

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I went from a very comfy huggy primary to a big strict middle school (about 1986). The male teacher was a vicious racist snob. He only bothered with the rich kids who were going off to the posh school, he positively fawned on them. There were two Pakistani boys in my form and he was appalling to them. Hitting them, making them stand on chairs, he hit one so badly and frightened him so much he pooed himself and he made him sit in it all day. I can never ever forget the misery and abject terror in that little boys eyes. Just being witness to it traumatised me so much I stopped eating and was too frightened to go to school. Mum moved my form group so I was safe and she went into the headmistresses office and told her if those boys weren’t removed immediately away from him she would go to the police. The boys were moved and he left at the end of that term. Fucking sadistic bastard. I hope he’s dead.

My chemistry teacher aged 55/60 wrote me aged 15ish a hand written letter with his home phone number and asked if I’d like to call him some day. Neither my parents nor the Head (I told them about the letter because I felt uncomfortable) thought that this was a problem. A year later, this teacher fathered a child with a pupil, only consequence was that the pupil had to change school. He continued teaching until his retirement.

So bring sandwiches into school and ask if anyone wanted them! Or ask the dinner ladies to give those kids extra helpings.

You're right; it does look very bad, a male teacher taking young children to his own home at lunchtime. I'm amazed you can find a reason why he might do that.

The humiliation of choosing teams in PE at secondary school.
The popular kids always were the captains. I was always one of the last to get chosen

Your mum sounds amazing.

When I was 12 years old,a family friend of my parents wrestled me to the living room floor, pinned me down, spread my legs and dry humped me in front of my DF who found it hilarious. They'd been joking all day that they had an arrangement to marry me off to him when I turned 21 and he wanted to simulate the wedding night. When I told my DM what had happened(she was in the kitchen at the time) she said 'oh well they are quite drunk, you don't have to make such a drama out of everything.'
I carried that revulsion around for a long time and second guessing whether I was actually a prude with no sense of humour.

Primary between 87-93, secondary 93-98, sixth (I left after year 12) 98-99.

Primary school - all of us changed for PE in the classroom, with teacher present. Never felt comfortable with this.
One teacher was a vile bully who looked for any excuses to give you a lunchtime detention, which meant you missed your lunch. Ended up with him grabbing at a pupil as they went down for assembly from a bunch of stone steps, child flinched and fell top to bottom, very badly injured. Teacher was able to simply "retire".

Secondary- 5 male teaching staff sacked or disappeared after relationships with young pupils. One of which was announced by pupil as she said in class she was pregnant. Teacher ran from building into his car and was never heard of again. Another done for child porn.
School was constantly raided by police. Mass bullying but if parents gave a cheque to school they weren't kicked out. Two pupils commited suicide whilst there from my year.

Sixth- girls school but mixed gender for 6th.
One female teacher caught with female pupil from 3rd year. She was sacked.
One male teacher had a not very secret relationship with someone from last year of school until she turned 18 and then they married. He was 59 when that started, she was apparently 16 but admitted that she was actually 15. He carried on working at the school.
Female and male pupils were told to walk two steps apart in school. Only female pupils were ever sanctioned for failing to do so, including me as I was walking up a flight of stairs and it was busy with pupils so I ended up on the stair below a male pupil. Not intentional. I got a detention despite he having stopped to talk to someone down from us without warning. He received no punishment.
Sixth form head was like something out of Victorian times and used to tell us men can't help their behaviour so as females we needed to behave with decorum and grace. Utterly batshit so I left.

This is such an upsetting thread. I mean my own memories were not great at times but not terrible overall. Some of these are downright shocking. I feel reading this is some national shame and something that hasn't been acknowledged. I know different times and all that but this was state sponsored child abuse in many cases.

When I was 8, my mum had my sister. I was regulalry left to look after her as new born for hours on end. Like 8 plus hours. Make bottles change nappies. No one questioned this.

I grew up in a very poor area. In infants we all wore just pants, vest and bare feet for PE. At age 7 you then had to wear shorts or PE skirt, a t shirt and plimsolls. I understand it as money was scarce so even buying extra PE kit was extra expenditure on poor families.

@UrsulasHerbBag
Well done on telling your mum and well done to her for going into school.

@WillimNot

child porn 🙄

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Don't get the shocked appalled emojis. It's not as though the poster hasn't expressed remorse and admitted it was wrong. She also updated that she was acting out severe trauma. I 'm not saying that makes it right, but let's be kind! I bet most of us have skeletons in our closet, and it's not like the poster had admitted to rape or murder. I say this as someone who was badly bullied and had a difficult home life too.

@GoneWithTheWindIsMyFart
"bet most of us have skeletons in our closet."

What is that supposed to mean?

Actually don't reply. I have no interest in speaking to someone who tells me to be kind to an ex bully.