I loved school before the hormones hit. I still loved it after, I just hated the rules. I hated that I had gone from a big fish in a school with 60 students to a very small fish in a school with over 300 students. I felt lost and a lot of the subjects that I loved as a primary school student became a place of stress and anxiety.
I won the Primary Dux two years in a row. I loved school, I loved my teachers and I got on well with the students in my class. Being a small school, we tended to stick together. Maybe primary was different but school felt more about learning and less about competing. Maybe I was miffed that I had been knocked off the pedestal.
High school brought with it a whole new school, new friends and an hour long bus trip each way. I enjoyed having better access to subjects that I wanted to. If our school couldn’t offer it, we were able to do it via distant education.
High school also brought with it lower grades, having to put effort in to my work and an attitude. High school made me hate sport. It was more than being a precious princess who can’t do sport. Our school was a sport orientated school, if you couldn’t do well at sport then you were nothing. This coupled with a sexist teacher, meant that any love I had for sport was shattered. The only sport love that remained was my love for swimming, a love that continued right through until I graduated.
High school meant hormones, it meant a major attitude change. I went from the teachers pet to spending most of my days in detention. I thought nothing of telling a teacher to fuck off and often prided myself in what I could get away with. I left my teachers frustrated, while I joined the slackers, I still managed to maintain my grades.
High school meant body issues. These body issues followed me into adulthood and are things that I still struggle with today. Any faith I had in school was dashed when my science teacher blamed my disdain for her on me being jealous of her. In her opinion I was fat and so was jealous of her thin figure. I stopped eating at school the very next day. Nothing was done about the teacher and her comments. Instead I received a detention for telling her to fuck off.
Many people say that high school are the best years of your life. I always believe that those people were either too high to remember or are kidding themselves. High school were some of the worst years of my life. I do not want to go back, not for all the money in the world.
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I’m with you – I wouldn’t go back to school for anything BUT I would like to have school holidays again !!!
Have the best day !
I’d like to have the no bills back again too!
Amen on that. I always tell my kids that there is a great life after high school.
Thanks for posting this.
There is definitely a whole different world out here.
I was oblivious to anyone going through this sort of thing. I loved school. I wouldn’t go so far as to call them the best years of my life – that would be a damning indictment of my husband, children and current life! – but I absolutely enjoyed them. This despite one particular person striving to make them miserable for me. Thankfully, by the time she entered my life I was able to rise above. I think she just made her own life horrible for a while instead.
I do however have a recurring nightmare that all of my results have been erased and so I have to sit all of my final exams again so as not to lose my university degrees. All of them. Right now. With no time to study. AAAAARGH! Make of that dream what you will!
Argh that dream..I think I would wake up screaming from that one!
I cannot believe how horrible and unprofessional that teacher was. I did not love school it was ok. I never did my homework and spent most my days daydreaming and giggling. I never really applied myself sounds like you loved learning! I love you pictures too a gorgeous smiling face.
Most of my highschool report cards included the line ‘Tegan would do better if she talked less’ lol!
High School sucked balls, that’s all I have to say about that.
Stupid High School
Some people are in the wrong job.
I cringe at some of the stories I hear at school and some of hte things I see.
High school can be such a trying and traumatic time for some kids.
Cheers for linking.
This teacher definitely seemed to be in the wrong job..I think a stripper pole would have been more apt.