Thread: I like teachers

Originally Posted by Bigbjorn

Oh for the good old days. Tom Brown's Schooldays. Flog good behaviour into the little wretches.

Bring it back if you ask me, students don't fear teachers like they used too. Same for apprentices, if I wanna throw my stabila at him I Will!

I got the cane many times at secondary school especially from a maths teacher. Nice one day and would take us for cricket instead of maths (!!!) but a savage the next.
Of course he wouldn't be allowed to teach these days as he was obviously deranged. He caned two of us one morning and got a belting from my mates Dad for doing it. Not sure of the outcome there as I went to boarding school not long after.
Now that was fun fun fun.
AlanH.

A good mate from primary school as a tenager got into bad company and was getting into a bit of trouble. He got sent to a catholic boys boarding school. He was always a lippy kid and as he told me, first day he cheeked the teaching brother in class. He said he then found out why the brothers wore those heavy leather belts around their robes. After a severe flogging he said he wasn't game to open his mouth in class. This would have been 1956.

Originally Posted by NavyDiver

Bobby went through 16 foster families and 38 homes. Then her teachers became Mum and Dad - ABC Life

The edifacation type or the Scotch Whisky type?

Originally Posted by Bigbjorn

A good mate from primary school as a tenager got into bad company and was getting into a bit of trouble. He got sent to a catholic boys boarding school. He was always a lippy kid and as he told me, first day he cheeked the teaching brother in class. He said he then found out why the brothers wore those heavy leather belts around their robes. After a severe flogging he said he wasn't game to open his mouth in class. This would have been 1956.

A bit antiquated, get with the times . Waterboarding each and everyone before they play up might make them think twice.

My Partner is a teacher she teachers special needs couldn't do for quid's I'm not that calm she been doing it for near on 20 years still says I'm her biggest challenge.

Me being a smartarse 9 year old & showing off with my old man's borrowed shiny cigarette case with a couple of fags (pre-spliff days) in it, got me 10 of the worst on the back of the legs (while he held my arm so I couldn't "escape," ) from the Principal (a big fat pig of a bloke that always carried a leather shaving strop in his pant's band)
I should have predicted the future as later on the kid that grassed me up was a Regimental Cop in the CMF.
His old man was a Sgt of Police here in SA & the kid (Arthur) also became a member of said Police Force or Service as they are want to be called these days.

The odds were certainly stacked against me that day.

I mean, it was hardly a flogging offence.

As they say, in what other job do you put 30 or more bored kids who don't want to be there in a room all day and expect a single person to not only control them, but to help them sort out their myriad of problems without killing themselves and actually inspire them to better their lives?

To quote the slogan, 'If you can read this, thank a teacher'.

BTW I'm not a teacher.