What did you dislike about school?

[Shandan35]

I would say PE

PE. It was a lesson in bullying and utter humiliation.

Our horrendously ugly school uniform. It was bottle green!!

Bullies, in all their forms.

Physics. It was so boring it could have been a cure for insomnia.

The bullies

Teachers. Other kids. By the time I got to upper secondary school the worst of the other kids had mainly left or weren’t in my classes, and I wasn’t specifically bullied, plus I’m academic and reasonably sporty, but I still don’t understand why people say they loved school or that their schooldays were the best years of their lives. Wtf?

PE was the best bit about school for me.

HATED maths

Incessant bullying to the point I felt suicidal.
P.E pointless bloody netball
Gormless teachers
Homework I avoided
Maths cos I have dyscalculia
Having to be part of the 'system'.

Latin, the toilets, the showers, kids who were disruptive pains-in-the-ass in classes.

Bullying that teachers turned a blind eye to.

Lazy, bitter teachers .

Pe, pe kit, showers, unfair teachers, bullies. Wish I l'd had the confidence I do now back then.

@Shandan35 can you explain the AIBU bit and how to vote?

I loved primary school, didn't really dislike anythibg about it.

Secondary school, agree with PE, ours was always ridiculously under resourced, ie badminton/tennis etc: playing a 10 mins game then sitting around for the other 40 mins as only limited courts. Ditto trampolining, with 20ish kids all taking a turn you basically got 2 mins each. Pointless.

Academically it was the poverty of aspiration I hated in almost every lesson. At least PE was only once a week. In year 7 or 8 my dad said at parents evening that I was bored and not being challenged, could I either have more work or additional work? The response was I was already top of the class and didn't need it.

The same school also didn't set homework for several years in most subjects because the teachers were heavily unionised and 'working to rule'. Thankfully I went to a much more academic 6th form where study and success were actually encouraged.

PE

1970s early 1980s - Bitchy, mean girls. Maths, Chemistry, Physics, Sewing, smelly changing rooms, vile toilets, teachers who were sarcastic and vindictive, stuffy classrooms, horrible uniform, pointless rules, homework.
I also realise now that there were probably a couple of safeguarding issues (not related to me) that were probably not recognised or dealt with appropriately

Saturday school, especially when I was at prep school (under 13).

PE, Maths and some of the teachers.

The deadening conformity.

Being bloody bored...we had no setting at all until maths at GCSE.
Volleyball.

I loved school. I fully understand why some children find school a safe place and why they so desperately need to be in. 7 hours a day I wasn't at risk of being hit or verbally abused. Bloody loved it.

Yes to PE. Humiliating, tedious and freezing as we had to do it in tshirt and little knickers for some reason. It never involved nice exercise either just horrible team games.

Going to a primary where I was the only child in a council house and bullied mercilessly for that and also for my mum being divorced and our flat not being double glazed!! I look at some of those cretins that I went to school with and karma is fab!

High school was great.....much more mixed bag but disliked cross country.

PE, swimming, physics, chemistry, art. Loved French until A level when I had a vile teacher who thought sarcasm and belittling would make me learn.

PE. The teachers were sadists. And unless you were good at PE you were not "cool". The competitive nature of sport and PE meant that there was no alternative for people who weren't competitive. So no options to exercise in non-team games, for example, yoga, aerobics, gym equipment. this should be offered to not put off kids who are not competitively minded sportwise.

PE and games, mostly because the teacher was crap. I wasn't good at most aspects of PE, but I was perfectly willing to give it a go if only to make the time pass and so I could keep warm. But the teacher didn't have the sense to differentiate PE so that there were ways kids like me could just get on with getting some exercise without being constantly shown up as the one who couldn't climb the rope, vault the halting horse etc. And in games she concentrated on the teams and left everyone else to their own devices, with the result that they hung around on the netball field chatting and getting fuck-all exercise. With hindsight, I really don't know why the school employed her, she simply wasn't doing her job, and she was a pretty unpleasant individual to boot.

I hated the bullying. Being raised in a children's home basically gave anyone carte blanche to do whatever they wanted to me, I had no one that cared about me, no one that fought my corner and no one who believed me. I could one day be pinned down by 6 lads while a 7th raped me with 60 plus kids in a circle around us chanting rape the bitch, to the next day having items planted in my bag which of course made me a thief, I thought I had it sussed I misbehaved that badly that the school wanted to expel me, then the children's home threw me for a loop if I got expelled I would be sent to a juvenile detection centre... Great choice... rape or prison ... aged 14 I took an overdose, it wasn't a cry for help I wanted to die, after a week in hospital the day I went back to school I got caught and dragged away, they were going to rape me but I was on my period so they pulled out my tampon and forced me to swallow it it. I gave up on life, on living that day. I don't think I've ever cared about whats happened to me from that day since. Still don't and still wish I was dead.

I went to school in France until I was 14. My teacher used to make me stand up in class and openly took the piss out of my accent. She was a nasty piece of work. Coming back to the UK to live with my grandparents on their farm in Dorset was like being let out of the condemned cell. My French accent has improved since and I never have a conversation with my mother in English.