I used to think that if you were sent to the head at school, you could escape from being in trouble by looking at a message on their tea or coffee mug, like 'you are kind of and caring, a wonderful person to your friends and family', for instance, as a way of flattering them. Well, it would be a lucky coincidence!
For some reason, I used to think the school playground had some sort of resemblance to a beach.
When I was a child, I used to believe that teachers slept at school to study and prepare the subjects we would do the next day. When my English teacher told me that it wasn’t true, I walked out of the school and I did not speak to her for days.”
When i was in primary school i used to believe that in the last bathroom there was an evil clown
I used to think that teachers slept at school because they loved children
I used to think English teachers could sue their students for plagiarism if they caught you copying story or poem ideas off someone else, sort of like cheating on a test!
I used to believe that all teachers lived at the teacher's lounge. I thought it was illegal for them to live outside of school
In our school nativity play, the teacher shouted out 'choir!' when we had to sing Silent Night, but I thought she said 'quiet!', so everyone looked at me when they were singing, and I didn't join in! Talk about heavenly peace!
teachers live at school
I used to think the writer's workshop lessons we had in primary school would be like some of carpentry or DIY workshop, and pictured a man from somewhere like Homebase or IKEA coming into the classroom, and saying 'who are these people in my workshop?!'