talking about the prom has got me all reminiscent of my schooldays. oh how i miss them now!! hated it at the time but wish i was there again!!

so do you have any fond memoirs from your schooldays? sorta like a so law of the playground!

my fave parts of school, were flirting with boys in chemistry class!! and even then i got As!! one day during pe alot of the class were off with flu so when it came to cross country the teacher didnt bother to run with us. and me and my gang of girlies decided to take a shortcut through a field and i got bloody chased by a dog!!! still traumatises me to this day!

oh and my old techie teacher, mr milton! he was this fat, disgusting old man and would never let us into the class until everyone had their shoulders pressed against the wall and bags were off our shoulders, i can hear him hollering now! "shoulders to the wall bags of your shoulders" and one day the bottom button on his shirt was undone and you could see his fat belly button and hairs. and being teenagers we found this hilarious!! guess you had to be there but we couldnt stop giggling for hours!!

I always enjoyed school...apart from the year I spent at one particular secondary school...I wasn't a gifted student and always acheived average grades but I enjoyed learning...unless it was French, Dance, Netball or Hockey!

Memories of infant school...what is that now? Years 1-3? - anyway...We used to have concrete play structures in the tarmac playground...one of the best was two concrete humps we called camel humps...I was once beneath them and popped my head out as my best freind (1st boyfriend) jumped off...he landed on my head and I spent the next hour or so in Matrons office and I am sure I was slightly concussed but you never went to hospital in those days you just had a bag of peas slapped on ya noggin!

Junior school...memories of my gang...the Naughty Gang and being threatnened with cane and raffles behind the class cabin...the saddle (big concret saddle/cat face construction) and my freind getting stuck in one of the holes and injuring his back...he did go to hospital...ooo and the train...the older kids were able to climb right to the top!

Standing under the clock at playtime for being cheeky...writing my first proper peice of fiction at the age of 7...a 7 page story based on the picture of a barn owl and then being inspired to start my first book based on the adventures of the Naughty Gang which filled two exercise books but was never finished...oh and the day we decided to change the name of the Naughty Gang to the Adventure Gang...ooo and re-enacting the weekly episode of 'tales of the Golden Monkey' at playtime...I was always Jake Cutter and my friend was Jack the dog while another freind was the bar maid!

My goodness I could go on....

One of my main memories of secondary school was of the chemistry teacher Mr Mason.

His temper was infamous.

The story goes that the second desk from the front was cracked all the way across because he had once thrown a fire extinguisher at a student!http://www.smilies.smileyville.net/smilies/899.gif

Rules of the playground - Infant & Junior school

You never squealed on anyone!

You saved a place in the dinner queue for you best mate and no-one minded as they all did the same!

Bullies were dealt with without parental or teacher interferrence...usally by me as I recall...:unsure:

If you were being mischevious you always had a look-out to warn of approaching adults...be they teachers or Mrs Stickler the scarey dinner lady!

Marbles could be played at the 'hole'...skipping by the second bench and football in the middle of the playground and if anyone started a human train around the school field everyone had to join in!

Secondary school memories...

Spending French lessons in the corridor.

Having music teachers called Mr Wythm and Mr Burke.

Having a fight in English class with the hardest boy in the school and lying to the teacher about my swollen cheek...I said I had fallen over a chair and caught my face on the desk...they believed me!

always being convinced that all female PE teachers were 'Lemons' - 'Lesbos'...

I'm gonna stop as I will bore you all to tears if I haven't done already!

Psycho the maths teacher who went loopy one double algebra and got carted off never to be seen again.

Fainting to order during assembly.

Finding a shortcut for cross-country and getting rumbled because we mistimed it and managed to shatter the school record time without breaking sweat.

One of my main memories of secondary school was of the chemistry teacher Mr Mason.

His temper was infamous.

The story goes that the second desk from the front was cracked all the way across because he had once thrown a fire extinguisher at a student!http://www.smilies.smileyville.net/smilies/899.gif

We had a violent Mr. Mason too! (Art teacher)

He used to throw tennis balls at people apparently, and once pinned me to the wall by my throat (no exaggeration!) because one of my friends at the time called some girl a fat bitch. I didn't hear him say it myself, and the teacher obviously thought I'd said it. I didn't have a clue what was going on!

Most of my teachers were okay though.

Secondary school again...

Mr Thorpe the Irish maths teacher who pronounced maths maz and who pioneered the annoying litter plan B where all students had to pick up a piece of litter at the end of break and place it into a bin!

Mr 'Dr. Snuggles' Brown - R.E. - who dragged my mate across the desk to tell her off...I'm sure he had high blood pressure you know...Mr. Brown that is...called Dr. Snuggles on account of his haircut!

Mrs. 'Puff the magic dragon' Leonard who would appear out of no-where and give a right old rollicking if you were being mischevious!

Mrs Smith - Geography - if you didn't want to learn that day just ask her about her cats and she would twitter on for the entire lesson! :naughty:

i hated my last secondary school. just about every minute of it.

some people don't like hospitals I don't like schools. i hate having to go up there for anything related to my son. I also find (generally) that teachers are very very smug! (sorry Rob!).

come on more of us mustve went to school than this!!

I didn't particularly enjoy school, primary or secondary. I breezed through primary school and 11 plus and was one of the brightest. When I got to secondary school I realised there were kids even brigher than me, so I just did the bear minimum and was only good at things I enjoyed because I didn't know how to work. All I wanted to do was have a laugh. It was all girls, so I therefore tended to put boys on a pedestal. What a fool I was.

I used to wet myself nearly every day through laughter.

Our headmistress, Miss Sargent, was known as Saggy and her deputy was called Miss Boggis - for real!

At least one of the head girls was a lesbian and one of their surnames was Goldingay.

Had a huge crush on the lab technician, George (looked like David Wilkie).

Chipped a tooth during a Physics lesson by crunching a polo.

I remember re-arranging my uniform after school every day, according to the fashion at the time.

If you forgot your PE kit, you had to play hockey/netball in your bra and pants.

Bunked off last lesson one day, which was Maths(the first and last time). Thing was, I had already gone into the lesson, sat at my desk and got my purse out for some reason, then make a quick decision to leave. Trouble was, I left my purse on the desk, so the teacher knew I'd been there. Doh!

Failed my cookery O level when my Mum was a cookery teacher!

Primary school

My first kiss in the playground during kiss chase, his name was Martin Beaumont, I was 6 and he was 5 a very fast runner.

Getting called fleabags, as we were a family of 9 and all our clothes were out of the jumble. Having 5 older brothers wasn't so bad though cos no-one thumped you.
Scary head cook Mrs Webb who had a beard and ruled the kitchen with a rod of iron.

Favourite school dinner cheese flan (wasn't called quiche in those days) tin tomatoes and mash followed by ginger sponge pud covered in hot runny syrup and custard.

Junior school

First ever holiday to Isle of Wight for 5 days stayed in a hotel and thought I was ever so posh even though I was sharing with 5 other girls.

First gang can't remember the name but we all spoke in backslang

Passed 11 plus watching head grit his teeth as he congratulated me as he hated our family, mainly due to my brothers light hearted pranks like sending him an easter egg full of dog poo.

High school

All girls school, horrible uniform bottle green pleated skirt rolled over as many times as we could get away with as minis were in, tan and white candy stripe shirt and beige jumper, bottle green blazer with gold trim and the most revolting jelly mould hat with a tassel on.

One particularly memorable breaktime finding out all about sixty nine ( we didn't call it oral sex then) from a girl who had already done it and we were only 13. she is now a pillar of the local community.

Chucking some chemicals out of the window and it landing on a teachers car removing the paint on the roof. Never got caught though.

We had an outdoor pool used only in warm weather and although I loved swimming the games mistress really was gay and got sacked for it later on, she used to give us a count of 10 to get cossies off and in the shower of she would remove them for us. We learned to be super fast at getting showered and dressed.

Drunk head mistress who could barely read out the number of the hymn we were supposed to sing in assembly she also got the push for drinking in school.

Our history teacher trying to force me to eat Russian salad at lunchtime,I tried it and didn't like it and refused to eat it. We had history straight after lunch and she spent the entire lesson trying to humiliate me, making me stand at the front of the class and lecturing me that in adult life I would have to eat things I didn't like (good job she hadn' heard the breaktime conversation). The rest of the class didn't mind as they missed a boring history lesson.

Comprehensive School.

Left high school at end of third year and went to local comp, hormones kicked in and education ended.