...that I wasn't HE. Talking to people about trying to decide whether or not to HE my kids has made me realise how great it would have been for me.
One incident stood out to me...in year 4 (so, 8ish) I carved my name into the desk, to warn people that I had sat there, as obviously no-one would ever want to sit in my chair. The teacher's response? I had to scrub all the desks clean with disinfectant.
I was constantly told off for asking too many questions, reading too fast, getting too involved in things, wanting to know about things that weren't in the lesson plan. Then I would be told I was being deliberately stupid if I didn't understand something.
There is NO WAY my little girls are going through that. I might end up sending them to school, but the minute they are at all unhappy, they will be out of there.