Best school memories

[Z]

What are your favourite memories from school? For those of you who are no longer at school - what do you miss about being there, if anything? For those of you who are still at school - do you enjoy it or are you looking forward to moving on to new things?

I loved being at school... but I've never missed it, not yet anyway. I liked all the usual stuff like seeing all my friends, but I really loved learning and I especially loved English, German and French at school... I had brilliant teachers and I really thrived in those classes.

My best memories are probably my last day of school where I won a trophy; getting to go on some amazing school trips (London, Paris and Saint Malo); being a prefect and getting to be a total dick to kids in the years below who had an attitude problem, so petty but it was hilarious telling people to do up their top button when you really didn't care at all...

There was some mental drama at my school in my last couple of years there and after I left too - teachers having affairs with other teachers, an exchange student working as a PE assistant sexting underage girls, my form teacher locking another teacher in a cupboard (allegedly), another form teacher I had was fired for getting drunk on a school trip... honestly it was like a soap opera. I'd be furious if I was a parent and my kids were at a school with staff like that, but it was hysterical from our point of view :D we weren't ever affected by any of it so that's probably why...

[the truth]

mitching off maths to take a dump in the woods.....oh blessed relief, then slying off for a clinkonese take away

[Niamh.]

Oh when I was in primary school we had an Easter Raffle for a Humpty Dumpty Easter egg Cake and I won, out of the whole school, it was amazing :amazed:

[Kyle]

I got something in my eye in P.E and I could hardly see so I had to go the toilets to rinse my eyes, anyway I stumbled to the toilets and to the basin and spent good few minutes rinsing out my eyes. I managed to get the grit out and turned to leave when I was surrounded by about 4 confused looking girls. Turns out I'd stumbled into the girls bogs by accident.

I was called Lady Kyle for about a month after that.

[the truth]

won a charity award for most money collected....I had a brilliant technique which I can be re-used endlessly...obviously I didn't turn up to collect my prize I was far too cool for that

[Z]

I got something in my eye in P.E and I could hardly see so I had to go the toilets to rinse my eyes, anyway I stumbled to the toilets and to the basin and spent good few minutes rinsing out my eyes. I managed to get the grit out and turned to leave when I was surrounded by about 4 confused looking girls. Turns out I'd stumbled into the girls bogs by accident.

I was called Lady Kyle for about a month after that.

:joker: Aw no!

[Smithy]

Our year 10/11 french class was the best cause we never did anything and the teacher was terrible at keeping everyone under control, we'd all just sit having conversations and roaming around the room

I remember one time after me and my friend had had an argument (kinda) I was leaning forward on my chair so the back legs were up and he was sat a table behind and across and he threw a pen to the person I was sat next to as I put the back two legs on the floor and somehow the chair landed on the pen and broke it and he gave me the worst evils ever, but I was almost crying with laughter cause the probability of that must have been tiny

[Z]

Our year 10/11 french class was the best cause we never did anything and the teacher was terrible at keeping everyone under control, we'd all just sit having conversations and roaming around the room

I remember one time after me and my friend had had an argument (kinda) I was leaning forward on my chair so the back legs were up and he was sat a table behind and across and he threw a pen to the person I was sat next to as I put the back two legs on the floor and somehow the chair landed on the pen and broke it and he gave me the worst evils ever, but I was almost crying with laughter cause the probability of that must have been tiny

That just reminded me of the time I was sitting in Modern Studies copying stuff the teacher had put on the whiteboard and I was leaning on my hand with my cheek in my palm, writing with the other... and this boy on my left just reaches over, pulls my arm away and my face smacked off the desk. Funniest thing EVER, I was sent out of the room to calm down because I was crying with laughter, it was hilarious!! The boy who did it was howling as well, we became quite good friends after that for a while but I haven't seen him since we left school

[Kizzy]

Being on a school trip somewhere in durham aged 13/14 we went orienteering and not one of us could read a map, the course was supposed to take an hour..... 4hrs later they found us the teachers looked so relieved :laugh:

[Fetch The Bolt Cutters]

when my friend got on the bus but it was too full so he told her to get off and he closed the door and her bag got trapped in the door and the bus started moving with her attached to it :love:

[Marc]

Messing about mostly, lunchtimes most day. When we mugged that man and threw his body into the Thames river :love:

[Z]

Messing about mostly, lunchtimes most day. When we mugged that man and threw his body into the Thames river :love:

Oh as if, I bet it was more of a shove than a throw

[Marc]

You're right. I really hurt my arm pushing him in :mad: I'm glad he's gone

[Z]

:mad: I'll bet he made you very cross!!!

[Roy Mars III]

playing on my school's (american) football team, going on various school trips, and my philosophy class in my last year were we had the GOAT crazy teacher who would go on long, sometimes offensive, tirades all class long. What a guy :love:

[Z]

playing on my school's (american) football team, going on various school trips, and my philosophy class in my last year were we had the GOAT crazy teacher who would go on long, sometimes offensive, tirades all class long. What a guy :love:

:D I had an English teacher like that in my last year at school. I'd had her for 4 years running and by our final year, all the other longstanding English teachers had left and it was all new, young women who had taken over the head of department and other important roles in English, so she used to come straight from their meeting on a Friday before break and complain about them for 40 minutes and we'd get no work done :laugh:

[Tozzie]

Unfortunately I haven't got too many good memories of my time at secondary school due to a teacher who hated my guts. He was my maths teacher and I was hopeless at Maths. He picked on me mercilessly and I started bunking off for the last two years of school. The worse thing is, I'm now in my 50s and he has left his mark as I am petrified of any classroom based courses I have to go on for my work. I am forever scared I'm going to look a fool and I panic in case I don't know the answer which in turn makes it worse because my mind goes blank. That teacher delighted in singling me out and showing me up in front of the whole class........mortifying. He ruined my latter years at school, so much so I left with barely any qualifications. On a more positive note, I've done ok for myself in life and gone on to use my caring skills for worthwhile work of looking after severely brain damaged people, it didn't matter that I didn't do well at school for that, I had wanted to go into nursing but my fear of classrooms put paid to that, oh well, such is life, I think I am probably at the place I am meant to be in my life, which is taking care of people. I do have a funny memory of one of the most lovely teachers who was a nun running off with our school priest, I remember it being the talk of the school, hilarious. Sorry for my miserable post, when I saw the subject about memories from school, it brought back the memories. I'm fine though, he didn't beat me!

[Niall]

One time our science teacher poured ethanol all over a desk and set it on fire. That was pretty cool.

[Jake.]

Ah too many memories.. being asked in business to come up with a quick new product in about 30 seconds, and these three girls when asked had come up with the idea of a talking car, which, funnily enough, talks.. Quick to say the teacher told them it was stupid. And me and my mate throwing a pencil to eachother back and forth and the one I threw just skimmed the geography teachers face, she screamed at me like no tomorrow.

[Niamh.]

Ah too many memories.. being asked in business to come up with a quick new product in about 30 seconds, and these three girls when asked had come up with the idea of a talking car, which, funnily enough, talks.. Quick to say the teacher told them it was stupid. And me and my mate throwing a pencil to eachother back and forth and the one I threw just skimmed the geography teachers face, she screamed at me like no tomorrow.

That's not even a new idea anyway :idc:

http://i.imgur.com/carNAo7.jpg

[Jake.]

Alright Niamh just because we can't all afford to buy expensive talking cars which were featured in movies :idc:

[Niamh.]

Peasants :idc:

[Marcus.]

had to in 6th froum work in the office of the school

[Z]

Unfortunately I haven't got too many good memories of my time at secondary school due to a teacher who hated my guts. He was my maths teacher and I was hopeless at Maths. He picked on me mercilessly and I started bunking off for the last two years of school. The worse thing is, I'm now in my 50s and he has left his mark as I am petrified of any classroom based courses I have to go on for my work. I am forever scared I'm going to look a fool and I panic in case I don't know the answer which in turn makes it worse because my mind goes blank. That teacher delighted in singling me out and showing me up in front of the whole class........mortifying. He ruined my latter years at school, so much so I left with barely any qualifications. On a more positive note, I've done ok for myself in life and gone on to use my caring skills for worthwhile work of looking after severely brain damaged people, it didn't matter that I didn't do well at school for that, I had wanted to go into nursing but my fear of classrooms put paid to that, oh well, such is life, I think I am probably at the place I am meant to be in my life, which is taking care of people. I do have a funny memory of one of the most lovely teachers who was a nun running off with our school priest, I remember it being the talk of the school, hilarious. Sorry for my miserable post, when I saw the subject about memories from school, it brought back the memories. I'm fine though, he didn't beat me!

Aww Tozzie I'm sorry to hear that :hug: but I'm glad you've not let those memories hold you back from doing what you wanted to do! Your maths teacher is just one, small minded man who had it out for you a very long time ago... I'm sorry to hear that classroom situations still distress you though, that really is awful - have you ever looked into getting some kind of therapy to try and tackle those scars and fears? I suppose it depends on how often you need to be in a classroom situation and how often you feel those memories are holding you back, but it is such a shame your life has been affected so badly by one pathetic man :(

[Livia]

I miss the bullying and the beatings, but particularly, I miss fishing my bag out of the pond. But the girls who did the bullying have plenty of time to think about the error of their ways, as they browse the 'non-skilled' section at the Jobcentre...

[Z]

I miss the bullying and the beatings, but particularly, I miss fishing my bag out of the pond. But the girls who did the bullying have plenty of time to think about the error of their ways, as they browse the 'non-skilled' section at the Jobcentre...

:hugesmile: I love a good revenge story! :hug:

[AnnieK]

My best school memory is leaving.... Only joking, I actually have great memories of school...lots of laughs with friends etc...the only thing that ruined school was the lessons!!

[Jake.]

Great post Livia, glad you had the last laugh!

[Braden]

Too many to remember.

The first thing that always springs to mind is my year 9 English class. There wasn't a lesson that I did not enjoy.

I was never really a big fan of English as a lesson but my teacher was amazing and really made the subject enjoyable, despite absolutely hating us at the beginning of the year.

I always reminisce with others in the class because there are so many hilarious moments that I will never forget. Some include:

- making the teachers first ever lesson of teaching brutally awful (we were always referred to as the dumb class because our SATS results so we had all of the naughty ones all in the same group)
- having to line up outside and walk in as if we were primary school children because we were talking in lesson
- our teacher running out of the classroom and shutting the door on us because there was a wasp and she's allergic to the sting..afterwards the head of English literally came and opened the window and it flew out straight away
- teacher having a panic attack telling us to get her inhaler because she thought she deleted a years worth of pre-prepared work.
- reading Animal Farm but having to stop and take a whole lesson explaining what Roman Numerals were to one student
- running out of class laughing because a student did an impression of another teacher
- trying to fit the smallest person in a cabinet and hide her from the teacher. She then took us out and shouted at us because we damaged her property (coloured pencils)
- telling us we couldn't leave lesson because she was missing a glue stick and that she had to search us

Plus many more. But honestly she grew to love us and everyone did really well with her and we ended up respecting and loving her as a teacher

[King Gizzard]

the History teacher incorporating Iron Maiden into nearly every lesson

[RichardG]

That one time when our terrible year 7-9 history teacher thought she was showing us a detailed guide to world war 2 trenches, when actually it was a call of duty multiplayer map was pretty funny. As awful as she was though, some people were pretty mean to her. Whenever she walked into her stock room people would always lock her in then walk out the class and leave her there, or secretly/slowly move their tables forward towards her desk all lesson until the end when she would look up and realise she was trapped in the corner with all the tables surrounding her. I felt so guilty but no way was I going to be the one person in the whole class who refused to move my desk. :laugh: I got enough beatings from the chavs, I could do without putting even more of a target on my back!!

Winning the award for 'best male french pupil of year 10' in assembley was hilarious, considering I was in the bottom set and not once ever managed to get above an E in any test.

[Shaun]

[Without a doubt my German trip in Year 9 (when I was 14).

We went for a week to Cologne (well, we stayed there at a youth hostel, and went to various other places on days out - Bonn, the Bayer Leverkusen stadium, the Bayer medical HQ place, some chocolate factory somewhere). We were right across the bridge from the cathedral, and spent almost every night in the park there playing football and laughing as the teachers (they were all male too) hit on random German women :love:

It's memorable for me because I associate it as the place I formed my closest group of friends, that remain to this day. We used to terrorise this poor cleaning lady - stole her trolley and sent it to the basement on the elevator, stole all the toilet roll, shouted random "amusing" phrases from our textbooks through locked doors (something about diarrhoea). We got in a bit of trouble with the head of department :blush2: