Thread: Did you learn anything at school?

I doubt very much that this thread would exist without some form of schooling.

I become an expert in the English language, especially Grammar.

Willy compliments my Grammar all the time EH Willy.

School gives us - or should, if the system is in any way acceptable, provide us with a basis to build our lives on . . . be it further on at university or work.

Geometry, however, has always baffled me . . .

^^ You're getting better, but it was not school that helped you with that.

BTW no need to capitalize grammar. There should be a comma before the 'eh', the 'eh' probably should not be capitalized either and you forgot a question mark at the end of the sentence.

I didn't learn to read and write until I was 14, a teacher just happened to notice I couldn't read my shocking school report.
Left school at 15, joined the Royal Navy to see the world and escape the council estate I lived on. Through basic training, then ran to find which ship I had been drafted to, shock and dismay, I was sent to Navy school to catch up, hated it at the time but of course grateful now.

^^

Erm, Thanks for that Willy.

Originally Posted by Orrens

I learnt to hate nuns.

Orrens

Me too.

I learned it was better to stay at home pretending to be sick.

Originally Posted by November Rain

Does anybody actually remember anything much of what they learned at school? The things I actually remember are far more abstract than I ever would have believed, when I was at school.
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I don't recall remember specifics, but the social skills and such were a big part of it.

Originally Posted by November Rain

Does anybody actually remember anything much of what they learned at school? The things I actually remember are far more abstract than I ever would have believed, when I was at school.
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I don't recall remember specifics, but the social skills and such were a big part of it.

I could do the most beautiful handwriting after one or two years in school, whole words in a continuous line. Soon I switched to block letters, faster, more economic. For the last 25 years typewriters or computers, and I feel insecure when I have to sign something, or to fill in a visa form. More than 35 years on, I still remember the names of my classmates, and teachers. It was a good time at the Yuri Gagarin High School.

Apart from learning to read and write,the rest was a waste of time. Out in the real world,life skills needed,are not taught at school. Banking,accountancy,insurance and acquiring a property portfolio.

The only thing I learned at school was that I hated it.

French? Why the hell did I want to learn French for when everyone at the time was going to Spain for their holidays? I spent most of the lessons looking out 'la fenetre'.
Geography? Learning about the Murray Basin in Australia and it's crops and about marino sheep were of no use to me. Nor were the music lessons and having to count how many "Duh Duh Duh Duhhhhhs" there were in Beethoven's 5th symphony. Just because our half-caste music teacher that we called 'Nigerace' liked classical music shouldn't have meant that I should learn about it too. A debate on the best pop group at the time, T.Rex or Slade, would've been much more interesting.

And as for Metalwork, for 4 years I only ever remember constantly filing a large plate of metal down to a small plate of metal using a 'bastard' file that had been worn down smooth over the years. I just can't for the life of me remember what the hell I made in Woodwork or Pottery classes.

My mate used to write sick notes for me in the style of my mum's hand-writing so I actually missed a lot of school. I used to get dropped off at the school gates then wait for my mum to drive down the road then I'd head for the Mersey ferry and ride back and forth for a few hours before going round the shops or sometimes I'd get in to see an X-movie that killed a few hours before heading home.

One time I bunked off school for a whole week instead of only 1-3 days and me and my mate couldn't think of a good excuse for being sick for a week. In the previous few months I'd already had so many colds, flus, toothaches etc. that we couldn't think of something new to write. We had decided to say in a note that I'd been on a family holiday to Butlin's holiday camp in Pwllheli, North Wales and had forgotten to hand in the note in advance to the Deputy Head. (But we later changed it to Blackpool because neither of us could spell 'Pwllheli'.) The note was to no avail anyway as my parents got paid a visit by a Truancy Officer and so the 'jig' eventually came to an end. Had to then get a teacher's signature on an attendance record after every friggin' class.

Funny though, as much as I hated school, on the last day I was kind of sad.
I probably knew at the time that I wouldn't be seeing most of my school mates ever again. I learned not long after leaving that 2 were killed on motorbikes and one whilst working for Eddie Kidd. All of them at the age of 17.

And....it was only after leaving school that I actually started to develop a thirst or yearning for wanting to learn stuff. But stuff THAT I wanted to learn about and not something that I had to.

Originally Posted by Gazza

And....it was only after leaving school that I actually started to develop a thirst or yearning for wanting to learn stuff. But stuff THAT I wanted to learn about and not something that I had to.

That's what I've found. I've learned more outside of school because of real interest in subjects,

Originally Posted by nigelandjan

I remember being whacked on the arse with a plimsole so hard my head went through the book store cupboard by the blackboard ,, that was primary school . I remember being caned 6 times on my right hand just before dinner ,, I was our table water monitor that week and as I poured the first glass out I dropped the jug cause my hand was numb , I was sent straight back into the heads office and recieved 3 swishes from his best cane on my left hand for making a mess on the table

Bloody hell! I'm so glad I didn't go to your school

I remember, from Primary school, that standing up to bullies led to black eyes, a rollicking from Teacher and disapproval from my Dad. After that, I kept quiet and hated every minute. By the time I made secondary school, I had discovered betrayal and revenge. I still hated most of it but discovered how to get my own back. Maths was never my strong point but my English skills got me out of situations that my fists could not manage.

555 ...certainly trig and geometry and math in general benefited although don't remember liking it.
hated history, loved biology cos we were all in love with Miss Burbage..remember a human baby and strange animals and body parts in huge jars of formaldehyde plus all sorts of interesting stuff. Miss never did teach us boys how to find a clitoris?
Science...loved playing with Bunsen burners, acid,sulfur,stealing mercury to play with in history class ..we even made plastic!
Learned a lot in shop but still cannot cut a straight line in a two by four.
My pots in art always ended up looking exactly like the lump of clay I started with a foot or so from the wheel.

Now have used trig etc for navigation ( had to learn it all over though).
Still love investigating applied biology and love history ....hey even know who the fk Cromwell was...always thought round heads was just about circumcision.

School: Don't run, put the stupid beany on straight, straighten your tie,polish your shoes, yada yada..our head had the neighbors in his pocket too..bastards would dob us in if we took off ties or beanies within a few hundred yards of the school!

I learned to play football (not soccer) in school which formed the basis of many bruises and friendships. Sports was my favorite subject.

My father was the best teacher in my early years!