Things you did at school you wouldn’t be allowed to do now.

[TwillTrousers]

I’ve only just remembered this. At primary we played ‘basketball’. 2 kids would stand at either ends of the hall standing on a chair holding a wicker bin to catch the balls in (all wearing pants and vest). In fact I can remember standing on chairs a lot, now banned of course.
I can also remember going to sing at the hospital sitting in the boot of a teachers reliant Robin in secondary.

There was a young lad at my secondary who was in a wheelchair, to get him to an upstairs lesson the teachers would get us to drag him up the stairs in his chair, I mean he lived to tell the tale, but can you imagine this now!

Being sent home sick from a school. But no one was able to pick me up so I just walked home. Would’ve been year 4 and 5…. I was never actually sick to be fair but still, wouldn’t be allowed today!

Doing cross country running around the school grounds and local countryside / villages, wearing only gym knickers and running vests. Hordes of 8-13 year old girls sent out with rough directions to follow and barely any clothes to wear! I was glad to be a fast runner and back quickly.

A lovely memory was during an a level physics lesson, Sir was shocked to discover that none of the 8 girls in the class could change a car tyre, so he trooped us out to the car park and showed us on his classic Jaguar coupe and then let us all have a turn. I was only 16 but all of the others were already 17 and learning to drive. I can’t remember his name, but he was a lovely chap and very caring.

With a pocket

My teacher once asked me to buy some cards from the shops
I bought it for her
She asked me to drop it off after school
So me and my sister at age 7 and 8 went to school which was only like 3 min from my house to be fair and went to the school which was open and walked in dropped off the stuff and she asked how much and gave me the money for it, I think I charged her more too 🤣

Also, me and my sisters loved reading and one of the teachers used to let us come in after school and borrow books from the school library, (do schools still have libraries?

And the craziest thing was my neighbour's neice used to come and stay with her every summer, she used to come from Canada around June time I think, the head teacher used to allow her to attend classes with us until the end of term every year 🤣

I finished Primary in 97 so nearly 30 years ago? 🤣
Seems so recent and yet 30 years is so long!
Main thing I remember is how independent we were.
Life was still a bit olden days like I think, no such thing as safe guarding,
One time we were using a trolley to push each other including my 2 year old brother,
A man watched us laughing, took pictures of us and promised us that he would give us copies!
A week later he posted them into our letter box, we gave him our address!
Our parents were mildly amused.

Turks aren't even dark brown so wasn't even neccassary 😂

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Imagine that today! The kids would never willingly clean anything and would probably see it as modern day slavery.

I remember being chosen to take a knife back to the kitchen
I walked ever so slowly and carefully, I mean the head teacher chose me! 😂

Doing “tables” - cleaning the lunch tables and getting sweets and a ride on the trolley

I was milk monitor for the horrid milk with the blue staws that was always warm. Apparently Maggie Thatcher took it away and our local council reinstated it. Being milk monitor meant that no one ever noticed that I never drank mine as I was busy handing it out. 1980s primary school.

You are no longer allowed to do critical thinking in school.

You are only allowed to think the officially permitted propaganda.

This is obviously setting you up for the modern workplace where critical thinking is also banned.

@Tomatocutwithazigzagedge😂😂😂

Absolute bollocks.

I broke my arm playing this! Didn’t realise that was a thing

Lighting the maths teachers fag aged 8. He smoked in the classroom !

I remember the sports mistress being stern and shouting at the flashers that used to haunt the bushes next to our (all girls) playing field for the couple of years I got to go to a posh school!

Yes, I fondly remember our games teacher chasing a flasher who'd emerged from the bushes onto the tennis court. My mate saw him first and shrieked and she set off at 90 miles per hour and came back about 30 seconds later looking very pleased with herself. I felt a bit sorry for him as she was pretty brutal. She then told us that we should say ' oh, it looks like a penis but smaller'. Which would probably get her in trouble these days, but we all laughed.

Junior school, aged 10 or 11. We could put ourselves forward for 'tea duty'. We were excused from class, and went to the staffroom to make tea/coffee for the teachers in the middle of the afternoon. The staffroom was up a narrow staircase in an old Victorian building. We'd make the mugs of hot drinks, come back down the stairs,.and then walk around school delivering the hot drinks. This would have been 1980/81.

We used to get ‘the ruler’, a hard smack to the palm of the hand with a ruler, as punishment. If the teacher was careless (or mean) they would use the edge and it would sometimes leave a nasty split in the skin that would bleed and then hurt for ages. Being sent to stand in the corner all lesson for talking. Being locked in a cupboard for misbehaving. Having matches and setting small fires in the middle of the (wooden) desks at lunchtime when bored! Having snacks hidden inside one’s desk (the old fashioned wooden ones) and sneakily eating during class. Being made to use neat ethanol to clean off the sharpie and tippex graffiti from the science lab. Dissecting frogs in science lessons. Blowing into a sheep’s lungs in primary school science. Going home alone from the age of about 6 - I was collected as we lived several miles away but many friends weren’t as lived closer. Religious assembly every day. Proper science experiments that involved setting fire to things and blowing things up. So so many things! My offspring’s school experience seems both much tamer and much less fun.

She sounds just like ours, @murasaki ! Even the same advice!

We ate burgers, fries,pizza slices, the lot at grammar school lunchtimes as the canteen had a snack bar.

No ID badges, only our library cards were the only cards we had.

Wearing whatever coats we wanted, I had a pink one then an army surplus one, purple Dr Martens boots, Body Shop "Animals in Danger' backpack...none of which would be allowed now as it's all so regimented in schools these days.

Sadly it is true.

Now schools do not teach students 'how' to think. Instead they teach them 'what' to think.

Yikes! I also broke my arm playing British Bulldog too. It was in the PE hall - a treat as it was the last day of term before breaking up for Christmas. Not only did I break my arm but I then couldn’t go on the school ski trip in January 😢

Anyone over 16 was allowed to smoke.

Swimming lessons were at the local leisure centre and we were allowed to make our own way there and back on our bikes if we wanted to. The added bonus was that we could go via the Wimpey in our way back. There was a school bus but no one ever went on it. I wonder why 🤫

This was one of the best grammar schools in the country (still in the top 10 today). I love that we were given so much freedom - it was very St Trinians and very chilled compared to the secondary mod.

In the sixth form we used to go to the pub at lunch time for a ploughman’s and few pints of cider! Used to be fairly drunk for afternoon class
edited to add that yes it was a rather posh grammar school!

Not what I did but what my male 5th grade teacher got away with. He would tease all the girls mercilessly. He'd walk up and down the classroom aisles and push the girls' headbands down over their eyes.On the playground he'd pick up the girls (we wore dresses in those days). He'd also help himself to things in our lunch boxes.

circa 1980, USA, a 26 year old teacher preyed on 16 year old me...He looked like robert redford, so sadly i was thrilled and went along with it....private lunches in the classroom... hopping in his car to "play tennis" after school. We also went on long trips, crossing state lines. No idea why my parents allowed this, definitely a much different time. I broke up with him, after a year of dating, when he overreacted to my spilt popcorn inside his new car. I decided he was immature and annoying. He's lucky he didn't go to prison.