A good idea or has the World gone mad??

https://www.theguardian.com/education/2 ... attendance

Lack of discipline in schools since the Cane got banned.
Got that a few times at Henry's off different teachers.
Anyone else get wrist lashed of the Maths teacher Sefna.1984ish.

Little bastad had cello tape wrapped around his cane for Xtra pain.

Looking back it was legal violence when teachers were in a bad mood.

Sorry meant 79/80

I remember going from 1 extreme to the other at Henry's back in the day, caned or strapped for inoffensive stuff like forgetting school cap! Headmaster when I started (Mr Henry ??) would have you pray or meditate with him if you got sent to his office, his successor Nodder (can't remember his real name) was strap happy and relished thrashing us. Also, a real scruffy, smelled of piss, maths teacher (Sanderson) was fond of using the strap for minor indiscretions, probably the worst was PE teacher (Johnny Dee) who was a real thug and whose weapon of choice was a super flexible plimsoll which was way worse than the strap or cane.
Didn't do us any long term harm and although we didn't grow to respect the floggers, we did recognise the rules and tried not to get caught breaking them. Certainly don't envy teachers nowadays who have virtually no effective disciplinary measures within their toolbox.

the biggest measure they have for discipline is excluding a pupil. how many of us would have done our worst for a legal few weeks away from school. nothing wrong with the cane if it was left for severe breaking of school rules but some teachers used it for totally minor offences that did not warrent it. funny how some of the better teachers we remember fondly never had to use it and had a personality where you did your best in there lessons as you did not want to give em grief. the cane lovers, well we hust did enough and no more to get through with them.

And Ali the RE teacher.
Used to shout I VAK U when caneing you.

do they have RE teachers anymore unless the local Imam comes in part time.

Hey KPG you once said you went to King Oswy and Henry Smiths. If so you would have attended probably between 72/76 or earlier.

Why Henry's??

Teachers who gave out the cane/strap etc MUST have been perverts in my book like.

78/83
Me best classmate was Wayne Holland from the Brus area.

Because its better than Dyke House

Under the fist at home.
Like that bastad Maths Teacher on the Pink Floyd Video.

Anuther Brick in the wall.

Quality song n video.

You got my mind working overtime PTID. Obviously you must be referring to the headland grammar school Because I went to King Oswy which later became Henry Smiths but we never had caps just uniforms etc. What I did not know until you posted was some of your teachers must have come over to the King Oswy site when your school closed. You mentioned that pure bastard John Dee who had his size 12 plimsoll. He told us he was ex army (SAS ) and a physical trainer. He was a complete horrible twat who would punish you if you lost a race or last to complete a course. That plimsoll hurt like fook because he did it with as much power as possible after taking his time and telling you to touch your toes. We started to put a soft book down our shorts ready for him and it worked a treat. He never sussed out that a few of us had him over for years. We never got the strap in our school just the cane and his plimsoll along with the odd sly slap on the head or dig in the ribs. The worst teacher ( we had dozens ) was a twat called Potts vile horrible cruel so called human being who should never have been a teacher and would have been jailed if we had cctv back in the day. Funny I was telling Kettering ( also a teacher ) about my horrendous teachers only a few weeks back on PM. Small World isn't and we have crossed paths in a some way or other. I reckon that makes us soldiers in the same army now PTID.

I will Vak you good and hard was his saying but compared to others he was a pussy really and not a bad teacher. His bark was worse than his bite that's for sure.

Yes I was at the Headland site Leggie think it moved to King Oswy shortly after I finished there. Johny Dee was an ex England rugby player as I recall, we tried the exercise book down the kegs too but didn't always get away with it. I can remember him pushing kids heads into the mud on the rugby pitch if they fell over. His technique with the plimsoll certainly caused more pain than the strap or cane, even though some of the more evil / angry teachers managed to draw blood at times with their weapon of choice. And they say your schooldays are your happy days?

I reckon John Dee definitely was he would get us to pull our shorts right up tight so he could see our arses. He must have fancied me then because I was always punished with his plimsoll and made bend over and touch my toes before hitting me extremely hard. He punished pupils for fook all just so he could get " a hard on " looking at our arses bent right over. He would say the last one to complete a course in the gym would get punished. Then say I am also going to punish so and so aswell for pushing or cheating anything but always a few never only the loser and sometimes twice for the odd pupil like me.

Now you mention it he also said he was a rugby player. I will never understand anyone saying school was the happiest time of their lives. I know Mutley did say that about his times but he must have had the softest teachers ever. I won't bother telling the long story I told Kettering but one example of pure cruelty was when I started King Oswy aged 11 and within a few days got put on stage at assembly and cruelly given 6 of the best with pure venom on each hand so 12 cannings. I was totally innocent but got blamed for what two older pupils had done. I was a small innocent child and that was not just extremely painful ( couldn’t hold a pen for two weeks ) my fingers swole up like cooked sausages and eventually some burst before going black n blue. It completely changed me from being a innocent child to a pure bastard who fought the system until the day I left. That was a headmaster using a child as a example to the rest upto 16 yrs old.

The other PE teacher was the complete opposite to Dee.
Think he was called Archibald and his wife was PE teacher for the girls.

Mutley knows I have arthritis of the fingers and that was due to over 400 odd cannings in that school they say was a record.

those who say that the happiest times of their lives was at school must have had an awful time of it after they left. bullying at school was not reserved for the pupils but some teachers were worse with there picking on some of the softer lads. it helped me in the future though as i learned back then to stick up for them which helped in my union days. they could cane me as much as they wanted but i never backed down and only underlined what i thought of that type who for me were in the wrong job.

That Music teacher must of got you a few times.
Cant quite remember his name but had the hardest caneing reputation in the school.

Got me once and thankfully never again.

I remember a new teacher at Tech a huge rugby player for Rovers called Geoff Buttle saying the dreaded words go and get the slipper, this fella was massive, I was never more aware of my arse as I trudged down the stairs. Deputy head Clarkie said it was out so lI danced back up the stairs told Buttle. He looked up and said go and wait for it……

Sefna was novice compared to the science teacher Gittins,he nearly took your finger ends off.

Ah,Johnny ,spitter,Dee.
Used to wait until you were climbing out of the pool,then run along & whack every ones arse cheek,with that plimsole,it knacker.
Coxon the History & Scarrott the French teachers were equally brutal.

Scarrott the French teacher, many were hit with the blackboard rubber, a useful cricketer in his day.

Must've been a thing with the majority of them.
I remember us all sitting in the lecture theatre at Lauder Street one wet games afternoon & Tom Brownbridge systematically belting random lads ( including me ) just because he could. On the flip side, Mr Boyle was always canny. I recall nutmegging him once at 5 a side & he congratulated me on my skill ( possibly because it didn't happen that often ) !

I remember being in the assembly as first year & was shocked at what I was seeing.
One lad got flung headfirst into the headmasters podium.

Conversely I have seen lads who thought they were hard taking the teachers on, teachers had to stand up for themselves in those days. Some kids deserved a good clouting, especially the bullies who came to school to basically disrupt the classes and inflict terror on others.

One poor student teacher was reduced to tears. And after they left school, the bullies would come back to school just to nark the teachers, one of them even brought in a rifle and proceeded to put the school windows out.

Back to punishments, anyone who came back clean from a PE lesson such as rugby and/or football, were quickly thrown into a muddy pool by the PE teachers, certainly sorted the puffs out who would just stand around on the pitch and talked.
A bit like Kes, who remembers lessons like that, fantastic!

Students gets away with too much these days and the teachers are powerless to do anything about it.
I agree cruel teachers existed but there needs to be a fine balance otherwise the system can be taken advantange of.

The cane got banned as I went into 2nd year....about 1984 I think....that's maybe why I loved school.

Just Googled it and found this...

The European Court of Human Rights ruled in 1982 that corporal punishment could no longer be administered without parental consent.
Education Act (1986)

The government introduced the Education Act (1986) which abolished corporal punishment in state schools.

So I reckon Martyrs must have banned it themselves the year I went into 2nd year.

"The European Court of Human Rights"

Right piss take that like.

I have a brilliant true story about the little twat. Sefna arrived a year after his mate Ali. Anyway back then Safna had a classroom in the wooden portakabins across the yard. It was lunchtime and a group of us lads sat on the wooden steps outside the classroom having a laugh before his lesson started after lunch. It started raining and he said you can sit in the classroom until I return from lunch. He walked over to the staffroom we had 15 minutes left before he would return for our class. So I told my mates leave the twat to me I went to the caretakers office across the yard and asked him to lend me a screw driver for Sefna. I then went back over and unscrewed his giant blackboards without taking the screws right out. He had a horrible attitude which you must have witnessed where he would bang his fist on the massive blackboard and shout quite. Anyway in he came and everyone knew what I had done. I told the rest to talk loud when he entered the class. Then he done his favourite trick and banged the blackboard hard and was about to say quite once again but the blackboard crashed down onto one of his feet and he squealed like a pig hopping around on one leg. Anyway he broke his foot ( 2 months off work ) and the whole class done this Hell erupted and the headmaster Barnsy went ballistic and wanted names so I owned up I was frog marked to his office and given 6 of the best but it was worth every swing. I tormented all the poor teachers and bully Boyz and respected two teachers only Lancaster best teacher in the World & Mrs Ellison who used to give me cigs and coffee at lunchtime in that little place behind the two classrooms of biology & chemistry.

At our school, all boys the teachers had their own choice of ‘weapon’….the tech drawing teacher made his own strap from a disused car tyre….land they didn’t hold back.
I got the strap on my first day for fighting…in mitigation I pointed out I was using a rag covered in custard in the dining hall, bad move on my part.

Here comes another true story " Our Kev " this will shock you 100% mate. Archibald I liked got on really well with him when he was our head of year. Anyway me and my mate Andy witnessed something by pure mistake. Here goes for what must be the craziest story ever told on the bunker and I still have my mate who will back this up if needed . Archibald was based on the baths and so was his now wife ( much younger than him ). He had asked us before lunch brake to do him a favour and go buy him a bunch of flowers from the fruit shop at King Oswy shops for his wifes birthday and to put them in the boot of his car outside the baths. He give us a £5 note and said keep the change. So we went to get them but the fruit shop had none left. We went back to tell him cas he always spent lunch time in the baths office with the new young teacher. Anyway me and Andy walked in looking for him when we heard a noise in the girls dressing room. We stood still and it was obvious he was shagging her. We quickly left and laughed about it. Went back at 1pm and told him the bad news he said no problem lads I will pick some up on the way home ( pretty sure that was Peterlee ) and give us 50p each. About a week later on the same lunchtime ( Friday) we decided to sneak in and listern again. This time they appeared to be having words but not shouting and we heard him say " I love you not her " " she said well bloody well tell her it's over but done mention us". He swore he would give her the bad news over the weekend and they would be able to stop sneaking about and be officially together. Well Well Well what happened next was totally insane. On the Monday morning in assembly's it was a somber mood around the teachers even some crying. We all thought a teacher must have died over the weekend end but all the headmaster said was a tragic accident had taken place involving Mr. Archibald and he would inform us as soon as possible. Later that day we all got told to go back to assembly for news. Barnsy told us unfortunately Mr. Archibald wife had slipped in the bath on Friday night banged her head and died. We instantly knew he had to have killed her. It was around a month from summer holidays but he never returned to the school yet. Although twice a panda police car appeared in the car park. After the summer holidays he was back at school but extremely quiet so quiet he appeared to be having no contact with her anymore. We tried to work out what was going on but couldn't. On lunch times he was always driving off leaving her in the baths alone. It must have been around Christmas when he suddenly went back to having his lunch ( munch ) in the baths once again...all very normal now even smiles and laughing infront of pupils in the swimming lessons. We kept our mouths firmly closed about what we knew. They started sharing his car and being together all the time now. Months went by then all of a sudden she had an engagement ring on We knew for sure then Archibald had killed his misses for his new girlfriend. They never married before we left school but although a sound teacher he murdered his wife. I bet that surprised you " Our Kev " and if needed I will happily take you to meet my lifelong school mate who will say exactly the same mate.

Wow.
What a fcuked up school we went to.
Probably explains why we mental deranged Poolies.
Even had a crazy thought of can we win our last 7 games which include the imploding Rochdale n Gateshead n turn this Failure party into a summer promotion party.

Anyhow looking forward to our warm up session on Easter Sunday.

not sure if it is law yet but expect it to be that even parents will be banned for giving their own kids a slap. i,m sure the law makers must be childless or have the worlds perfect kids to have there mindset. know one real good hiding sorted me out like it did with my lad on holiday when he was playing up. he still mentions it now after all those years because his mother did it rather than me.

Smacking your child is 'unlawful' but I think it is coming very soon to make it illegal...in my opinion a very good thing.

There’s smacking and there’s smacking (assault)…never hit mine, didn’t have to, they knew the limits from an early age.
Our old man didn’t, he just scared the shit out ofyou by appearing …he gave me and my brother one piece of advice at an early age..’never bring the police to my door’….it had consequences.
What about banning parents who scream aggressively at their kids all the time ..isn’t that cruel…or ignore their kids… or give their kids stupid role models to follow…..you have to change when kids come along….and get a bit smarter.

or even worse do nothing and allow em out to just do what they want to do because some educationalist says it helps there imaginations. there is a big difference in a quick slap than the father coming back home from the pub and taking it out on his wife and kids because they lost on the nags by using them as punchbags. like everything now there is no middle ground in this country and life is never just black or white.

Had some great friends at School which definitely helped get through a Nazi style shit school. Pottsy pure utter bastard told me I would end up in prison and fail in life. I seen him at the Shopping Centre car park when I was in my early 20s Hegot out of a old srap car he had a walking stick car. I had parked right next to him. When I spotted him he looked horrified and so he should. I looked at him as I walked past stood next to his scrap mobile and said do u have any idea the hell you put me through at school. Just before I walked away I said looks like u didn't know me at all. Try not to scratch my brand new BMW 3 series with you shitty doors.

Hope Jamie does turn up " Our Kev " like he said. We will have a party and a half.

funny how they all had scrap crap cars that were the bottom of the range ones. its as if they had to do that as part of there contract. the only one that didn,t was a middle aged music teacher whose husband or partner used to pick her up in a new morse type jag and that was outside the school gates when he could easily have parked in the school grounds. a few years after leaving school there was a group of them in a pub where i was first in before the rest arrived including a couple of the waffen ss. you could tell they ones that knew me wanted to speak but took great delight on blanking them and showing em my back. only annoying thing was a couple of my mates speaking to em when they came in.

Quality case of Karma Leggie regarding the BMW n the banger.

It was strange you know because if I had seen him anywhere around town after I left school he would probably be dead and me in prison so he had a point when he said I'd end up in prison. But to be honest Kev when I seen him at the Shopping Centre he looked a like a sad burnt out old man. My anger had gone I almost walked back to shake his hand and wish him well because I was the bigger man here despite the cruelty he put on me. The only person on this site who I has been told a small chunk of what actually happened to me is Kettering via a P.M. I will give you the full story when we meet up mate it really was a total nightmare
and almost broke me aged 12 yrs. Luckily it was either that or I fight back and not accept the pure evil placed on such young shoulders but I foooking won in the end believe me mate.

you won, but i,ll guess some did not and it might have affected them all their lives without really knowing the reason why.

That is so true Accy I know of one lad who hung himself at 17 who was in our class. Not a friend but a quiet lad who kept in a small group of his friends ( 3 ) he was always last at all sports and wasn't really interested in any sports. He was usually the last to finish cross country etc. And he got bullied to fook but said nothing and kept his head down. The tell tale signs I noticed was behind King Oswy shops after School he would often be seen with a small bottle of spirits. My mate Andy lived 2 doors from him and he told him he pours grandads booze into empty bottles and drinks behind the shops to forget the bullying teachers. Nobody knows for sure why he killed himself but from what Andy told me he was the only child and adored by his parent's

How about the actual school bullies who for some reason were always liked by certain teachers.

We had a couple of them in the class (both from Horden) and they terrorised all the rest of the kids and most of the teachers. Got away with everything.

Sure he went on to teach at Brierton.

I knew him through cricket - never liked him though. He was a decent left hand bat. Think he may have played for Durham in the Minor Counties before they went First Class.

My impressions of him as a youngster were that he was an arrogant twat, that used to look down his mangled nose at people. Can well believe he was a bit of KUNT in the classroom.
His son who is a similar age to me was also an entitled spoilt twat.