Art was my disaster subject. I dreaded the 1.5 hour lesson each week. I think I came bottom or next to bottom in art every time. The teacher referred my landscape as looking like a rotten potato. I lost all my confidence after that :-)
I was always hopeless at DT at school. Kind of wish i made more of an effort since nowadays i think i'd love to starting making things like a desk or a dog house or something.
Technical Drawing. Was absolutely hopeless at it. I got on really well with the teacher though and he could see I was trying. We were getting towards the end of the year when we chose our options and I was making a complete hash of the latest drawing. The teacher was walking around the class checking, came to me, let out a little laugh, put his hand on my shoulder and said "let me give you a bit of advice Russ, don't take TD as one of your O level options"
German. The teacher had so little control I was actually embarrassed.
French. Arrived from primary school quite keen then spent several years growing to truly hate it.
I hated my O Level Chemistry teacher so much that I still count the moment that he fell flat on his back right in front of me as one of the great moments in my life.
Felt the same way about my Art teacher, but sadly he never fell over.
The teacher actually wrote that I was unteachable on my school report.
I tried but just could not do it.
I have been scared of DIY ever since unless it is basic labouring or digging which I could, when younger and fitter, do.
Yeah, why aren't `labouring' and `digging' subjects in the national curriculum? Imagine the exam for `A' Level Digging lol
Anyway, French for me. I had absolutely zero interest in it which culminated in my final exam score in the subject of 8%. Lets be honest, you could get that by accident. The look of disdain from the teacher as she dropped my exam paper on my desk was beautiful though.
Technical Drawing. Was absolutely hopeless at it. I got on really well with the teacher though and he could see I was trying. We were getting towards the end of the year when we chose our options and I was making a complete hash of the latest drawing. The teacher was walking around the class checking, came to me, let out a little laugh, put his hand on my shoulder and said "let me give you a bit of advice Russ, don't take TD as one of your O level options"
That's a cracking teacher, right there. I remember my Science teacher - Bob Henderson - once telling someone in class that "science is a subject for everyone... except you". He was right, mind - the kid was denser than lead.
I hated all school, in 1983 I scived off triple environmental science to go to a lecture at the Imperial War Museum by Prof Peter Simkins on Infantry Tactics at Brigade Level 1917, the next day the Headmaster didn't know whether to suspend me or give me a gold star, the rest is history....
The teacher actually wrote that I was unteachable on my school report.
I tried but just could not do it.
I have been scared of DIY ever since unless it is basic labouring or digging which I could, when younger and fitter, do.
A metalwork teacher said much the same about me. 3 years after calling me "the village idiot" with no aptitude for his subject I was doing an engineering apprenticeship.
Spent the first three years sat next to a very intelligent mathematical genius girl and copied the shit out of her work. Great. A star pupil
Until the fourth year when we were split off into classes depending on ability and found myself next to my best mate in the highest set class, who was just as mathematically retarded as me. We couldn't copy each other, we had spent the last 3 years both doing that.
So we did our sun fantasy league football teams throughout every lesson before eventually being relegated back to the thicko classes.
It didn't help that the teacher was a dickhead.
To this day I am brilliant at any mathematics I have needed in life or for work.
Pythagoras theorem can suck my scrotum and long division can stay on a calculator
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What a wild and crazy life I led.
I was never keen on Geography.
GCSE in it without taking a single word of it in during lessons. Those wholly hours could have been put to better use.
The teacher actually wrote that I was unteachable on my school report.
I tried but just could not do it.
I have been scared of DIY ever since unless it is basic labouring or digging which I could, when younger and fitter, do.
Amo, amas, amat NOT !
French. Arrived from primary school quite keen then spent several years growing to truly hate it.
I hated my O Level Chemistry teacher so much that I still count the moment that he fell flat on his back right in front of me as one of the great moments in my life.
Felt the same way about my Art teacher, but sadly he never fell over.
Anyway, French for me. I had absolutely zero interest in it which culminated in my final exam score in the subject of 8%. Lets be honest, you could get that by accident. The look of disdain from the teacher as she dropped my exam paper on my desk was beautiful though.
Didn't like history either but i absolutely love it now .
Has to be reading or comprehension.....
:-)
Spent the first three years sat next to a very intelligent mathematical genius girl and copied the shit out of her work. Great. A star pupil
Until the fourth year when we were split off into classes depending on ability and found myself next to my best mate in the highest set class, who was just as mathematically retarded as me. We couldn't copy each other, we had spent the last 3 years both doing that.
So we did our sun fantasy league football teams throughout every lesson before eventually being relegated back to the thicko classes.
It didn't help that the teacher was a dickhead.
To this day I am brilliant at any mathematics I have needed in life or for work.
Pythagoras theorem can suck my scrotum and long division can stay on a calculator