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I used to believe…

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.”

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

I used to believe…

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!

I used to believe…

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?!'

I used to believe…

In primary school, I thought the nursery teacher wasn't allowed to come into the main school and got supposedly 'upset' when seeing her in assembly with the 4-year-olds, because I hadn't expected to see her again after 2 years like that!

I used to have this very strange idea, not sure why exactly, that there was some sort of plagiarist law for schoolkids about quoting book characters in certain situations, so when I was 11, in year 6, I had this cringe-worthy incident when we heard the word 'bossy' used in a school lesson that was being read to us in English class, it brought back this memory of when I'd randomly told two classmates to 'stop being bossy', although they weren't really, I was just quoting someone from a book that I thought of at the time, and I managed to discreetly cry about it in the next lesson, until a boy saw my tear-stained face at lunchtime, and luckily he wasn't interfering enough to actually tell on me, because he'd just noticed, but then everyone did, and the headmistress and dinner lady believed that I had really been 'bullied' escpecially when I didsn't want to name anyone, since it was all made up, and I certainly didn't want anything to happen to me or anyone, both started panicking about me, thinking I'd really been 'bullied', when I tried to explain this phobia I had and had to convince them that it really was just made up!

I used to believe that when the teacher said 'work hard at school' it meant writting with your pen pressed down as hard as possible... It therefore confused me when l was punished for the results of my 'hard work' which was a writting exercise book torn by the excessive force l was exerting on the ball point pen.

I used to believe, instead of in a weekday/weekend pattern, whether or not there was school on a certain day was totally ranfom.

I used to believe…

In nursery school, I believed that the teacher was called Miss Penketh because of the pen behind her ear, and the assistant was called Mrs Smiley because she was indeed very nice and smiley.
My mum secretly knew that I preferred Smiley to Penketh lol, although that's just because she was prettier, although Miss Penketh was a nice teacher anyway. Coincidentally I have also had two different music teachers called Mrs Hall, as in the music hall, and a neighbour called Mrs Lane, like saying 'Mrs Lane who lives down the lane'. She was a scary old Scottish lady, who we always avoided, but laugh to look back on.

I used to think that going to university would be like going to boarding school, hence the fact that you stay overnight. No wonder I never had a chance to go.

I used to believe…

You know those shirts you wear in school for P.E which say "physed"? For the longest time I misread it as saying "psyched" and wondered why they had the kids shirts that said that.

I used to believe…

When I was four through six, I attended this school which had "the golden rules", only the paper these rules were written on was actually yellow, not gold, so I thought that they ought to be called the "yellow rules".

I went to a private school as a child, and I thought they were called "private schools" because you weren't supposed to tell anyone about them. It was weird every time my relatives asked how I was doing in school, only to get the response of "That's a secret."

I used to believe…

When I was five or six, I drew on a globe and a teacher snapped, "You must not draw on school property!!".
So I thought that drawing wasn't allowed on school premises.