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Stuff that happened as a child that really shouldnt have.

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9 hours ago, Onyx2 said:

Selective audience here. @Teedy Kay aside geeky types who got into and are to varying degrees still into wrestling and want to discuss it on an Internet forum are probably not the same people who were amazing at football / rugby at school. They're too busy off being cool and getting off with the Upper Sixth.

For the record: fucking hated PE. The ritual humiliation and degradation has put me off any physical exercise for life. I'm happy you enjoyed it though Butch.

I was a dire footballer and athlete out of the shot and discus for the record but I think i was just lucky in so much I went to a school in a nice, skint but nice, little village taught by a PE teacher from there who went from the school to uni to work in that school so knew everyone anyway. Or at least their dads. He knew I was dodgy at football other than in goal (where he did get me trials for Wrexham Schoolboys because he wanted to encourage my enthusiasm for sport) so would organise for me to play Rugby and Cricket at local clubs (to encourage my enthusiasm for sport). As long as you tried Ted was sound as fuck and anyone who knocked someone who wasn't talented but gave their all would be ripped to shreds by him, especially if their were talented. "Pipe up when you're signed by united, cloth head".

Also he was anti shower as the lads rooms were in a C18th building and "I wouldn't trust that water". My love of sport comes a lot from Ted Partridge and he gets more annoyed when he sees me as an adult in work as I'm not playing sport socially now.

 

Gutted not everyone got to experience that.

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On cross-country running, our school was on the border of Moss Side and mostly went through Alexandra Park. If anything was going to make you run faster, it was that.

Anyway, one year me and my mate decided to take a short cut through a load of bushes and that, but when we got through the other side who was stood there but our PE teacher, who then made us go all the way back and the long way round. How the fuck did he know anyone was going to cut through there, I still have no idea to this day.

Sidenote that said PE teacher was Jim Mallender, who I assume rugby fans on here will know. 

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Yep, and I think it was his grandson who went there as well, a year above me I think.

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We had Rugby once. Scrawny kid got tackled and instead of his head hitting soft grass, it hit concrete and he had a seizure. No more Rugby after that. Thank Christ because it just ended up being an out of control punch-fest. It wasn't really about the ball, it was about grabbing the fat or scrawny kid and beating the piss out of him.

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What schools did you go to Baz? It must have been in the east end of Glasgow? I went to St. Andrews in Carntyne and never witnessed anything like that in PE.

I was always near the top of the class in primary school sports but at secondary school the bigger range of boys from all over pushed me down to above average, especially in athletic type stuff. But I was also in the War Gaming and Chess clubs so definitely at the bottom of the social ladder in that respect. In fact I got quite a hard time off a few kids at the start of first year until we got to the football block in PE. I was quite a physical player for that age and I think it took a few of them aback. After that I seemed to get a little less hassle but was still tarred as a geek and regularly tripped up or had my chair pulled away as I went to sit down etc.

 

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We had a stout, bald Northern PE teacher who was a massive rugby fan and considered football a "girls" sport. Prior to one rugby lesson, everyone's waiting out on the field and pissing about doing drop kicks, because what else do you do before the teacher arrives? Anyway, he finally jogs into the throng, and the drop kicks are dying down. But before order is obtained, one of the last kicks is on its descent from high in the air, and lands plum on his bald head. Let's just say he didn't react particularly well. 

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4 hours ago, Drfunke said:

Should´╗┐´╗┐ never have´╗┐ happened´╗┐.´╗┐

Correct. 

You managed the double header of misunderstanding the topic and outing yourself as a massive pervert, gratz. 

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If bAz did a Kickstarter for an autobiography, it would raise a billion pounds.

No fact-checking though please.

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On 6/5/2018 at 10:21 AM, MungoChutney said:

What schools did you go to Baz? It must have been in the east end of Glasgow? I went to St. Andrews in Carntyne and never witnessed anything like that in PE.

John Street in Bridgeton. Must have been 1994-ish. Place has been knocked down now though.

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3 hours ago, bAzTNM#1 said:

John Street in Bridgeton. Must have been 1994-ish. Place has been knocked down now though.

Aye, that might explain it then! 

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On 5/30/2018 at 6:51 PM, Loki said:

@LORD MOUNTEVANS and I went to similar schools I think.

Nonces really were allowed to operate with impunity in those days, weren't they?  We had a similar teacher at our school, very handsy with the boys, insisted om checking each boy as they left the shower to check they were "clean".  Some of the parents complained about him, and he was quietly moved on to another school, where he presumably did the same shit.

Physical punishment was still a big thing in my time.  Teachers used to throw blackboard dusters (the big wooden ones) at you regularly.  One teacher got so incensed by a classmate's thickness that he stuffed him headfirst into a bin and beat the bin with a broom handle.  He'd actually patrol the classroom with broom handle in hand during classes, it was his incentive for paying attention.

Another common punishment was you had to stand in the corner with arms outstretched and a large book on each upraised palm.  If you dropped your arms you got the broom handle.

Caning was still the ultimate punishment, although they downgraded it to being beaten with a trainer by the time I left.

The teaching environment was like the Wild West.  Teachers all smoked in class, some of them smoked fucking pipes.  The science teacher was an ex-Brigadeer who'd served in Normandy, and had German helmets and bayonets to prove it which you could borrow for the weekend.  He had some good teaching ideas as well - to teach us all about electricity he'd get us all to stand in a circle holding hands, then he'd give the two end boys copper wire, plug them into the mains and switch it on.  

The best thing he did was, once a year on a very windy day, he'd take us all outside to the playing fields, and unpack his parachute from WW2.  Then he'd strap you in the parachute, and let go and you'd be pulled across the playing fields whilst he drove alongside you in his jeep, before collecting you up before you hit the barbed wire fence at the bottom.  Then back to the top for the next kid's go.   Best teacher I ever had, so much fun.

So many stories - and then I think the government brought in some legislation in the early 90s and the place had to clean itself up a TON.

I love this post because it's honest & it does need to be documented to prove to different eras that stuff like this did happen on a daily basis for years. 

If i am being honest, i don't think the less brutal forms of discipline did any harm. If they were regulated & not just carried out by mentalists, they could even work today. The pupils almost seem to be in charge nowadays, so somewhere in the middle would teach today's kids right from wrong IMHO :)

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