When I was at primary school,my face didnt fit and I was bullied by children and teachers alike (this was the 80's and being bullied was considered as 'you need to toughen up')
Every year they did a 'boil and egg and decorate it' competition
Every year,I didnt go near the damn egg as my mother took charge and every year I didnt win a thing as
A-my face didnt fit
B-it looked like an adult had made it (which they did)
C-her craft skills where shite
The kids who where the favourites,won every time (with their eggs who hadn't gone near a child's hands either)
They didnt even bother to hide this fact,it was the biggest open secret ever
All changed the year i left and they got a new head-she had notes of which child had made what but set them out without names displayed
Each egg had been decorated in class to make sure a child had done it themselves
I can still see that one teachers face when one of my brothers won by his own talent (fuck you mrs fisher-you made my childhood hell)
I might need to get over this as it still makes me cross and I kept a very close eye on how stuff was judged when my own dc got to primary age