You know you work in a rural school when...

[OhWhatFuckeryIsThisNow]

...the year 11s drive to school on the last day in their tractors. 😂

Some kids leave at lunch to go ferreting in the afternoon.

Ww3 erupts between y10 and y11 after someone's dad wins a prize at a show by 'cheating'.

I grew up in a very rural area, my dad took me and my friends to 6th form ball on the back of a flat bed truck (I'm sure this is highly illegal but was many many years ago). Happy days :)

I used to go to a very rural school in the 1970s.

We had a school bus but it took so long stopping at every village and farm on the way a lot of us rode our ponies in the summer to school. We would turn them out in the field next to school... looking back it looks strange but not at the time.a pony was a useful bit of transport to the kids who were not old enough to drive!

When a teacher asks a primary class for ideas of things to do with a rubber band and the first suggestion is 'castrate a lamb'.

When a new (townie) teacher shows the nursery kids a picture of a cow and asks them what it is and after a pause and some puzzled looks one child ventures a tentative 'I think it's a Charolais cross Miss'.

When the October break is called the 'tattie picking holidays'.

Oh yeah, and chat about weekend plans gets "I'm helping me dad dip the sheep... They got maggots" as a response.

Not a teacher, but rural school parent:

You get lots of fresh donations to the Harvest Festival basket.

A child questions the markings on a plastic toy cow saying.... “It looks like a Friesian, but.....”

School attendance significantly lower during lambing season and tgevwerk if the county show.

In addition to the pheasants, another kid constantly fell asleep during lambing season, guess why? also, one of my colleagues keeps complaining that parents are on horseback when he calls them (although I don't see why that prohibits a conversation taking place!)

Nothing to conribute but I am loving this thread.

I went to a rural primary and used to envy some of the other kids getting dropped off in pick ups and tractors. I used to get to sit on my Grandads knee and change gear when he drove his Massey Ferguson but he sold his small holding before I started school. My DF was a roads engineer so no chance of a lift on a tractor. I did have serious oneupmanship one really snowy day when he came & picked me up in a gritter though.

Channel 4 really should do a documentary, rural living porn is far better than the poverty porn rubbish they normally pkay

When a parent says, ‘My Johnny doesn’t need to know that (at parents evening when we were talking about lack of punctuation), but he does know what to do in the lambing shed’

Oops - or should that be parents’ evening with the apostrophe? Maybe I need to go back to the lambing shed

People frontline their kids???

My vet friend uses it on her dds

People frontline their kids???

At least it's not Crovect.

My DC went to a rural primary and there was an annual fete run by the PTA which involved the year sixes racing ponies across the playing fields. There was a tent for betting on race outcomes if anyone managed to hang on long to reach the finishing line.
This was only 12 years ago not 100

You don’t have a mobile phone issue, because there’s no signal!
I recently applied for jobs in London, and they were astounded when I asked them not to call my mobile during school time because there’s no signal. Work landline, or mobile after 5pm, or send me an email!

A lesson involving the effect of cows on the environment gets very heated, in favour of the cows.

4x4s at the school gates are proper mud covered ones, not shiny new Range Rovers, which have probably never seen any mud.

That's brilliant.
I used to work rurally and it was thr done thing for farm vehicles to be done out as wedding transport

I taught a colour blind boy who referenced colours based on tractors. So we would say "It needs to be the same colour as a John Deere/Massey Ferguson/New Holland/Case" and he would be fine!

For show and tell in Reception I had some shotgun cartridges, and a dead mole.

Oh yes and real sheep and donkeys for the Easter story and the Nativity.

A few years ago our local paper had a photo of some local secondary school students arriving for their prom in a combine harvester

This is making me want to work in a rural school. It sounds far more interesting!

Ahh. OK. You know you work in a rural school when you are co-ordinating Literacy. And History. And Geography. And RE. And Science and Art and DT. You are also an expert in planning lessons that cover three year groups in one class.
My friend was an island teacher. 3 teachers, the playground was the beach and they had to keep an eye on the tides or half the children couldn’t get home.

When I was starting school in Australia many many moons ago, I was put into the "Rural School". It was a training class and each row was a year, from kindy to year 6, to prepare teachers for teaching in the outback where they would teach the whole school. It was great and probably contributed to my being ahead when I moved schools.