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When I was at primary school I remember being told that we were going to have a fire drill. Never heard of that I thought. After we had all evacuated the school and lined up by the playing fields I remeber becoming very upset and crying becasue I belived that we would have to jump onto the grass, spinning very fast and and drill into the ground to escape the fire. I sat down and cried but didn't believe the teachers when they tried to explain that we just had to line up and be counted.
When I started elementary school, I was taken out of class by a woman who tested my math and reading skills. I never knew that I was being tested because I excelled in these subjects. When I realized that this woman was the special educator, I was dumbfounded. How could I have a mental, physical or emotional disorder without noticing. I concluded that I was mentally handicapped, which led to all of the individual testing, and my friends and family didn't want to hurt my feelings by telling me. It wasn't until a few years later, when I went up a grade for math classes, that I realized I was not mentally disabled.
After a long time of begging my mother to teach me to read and after being told endlessly that I'd learn in school, the first day of kindergarten finally arrived. I was sorely disappointed in the games we played. I cried hysterically when she picked me up from school. I soon adjusted and gave up my passion for learning. It didn't come back until I was finished with high school.
a friend was convinced that his school was an asylum, and couldn't be convinced otherwise
i used to believe that if i was good at school, i had a chance of becoming the queen????
Back in elementary, I was the only one on my class not to attend religious class. I had ethics class instead.
Once when I came back from my lesson, and found out the religion teacher had taught everyone, that I was a pagan (all they knew, that it was a bad word meaning someone that denied god). Everyone kept calling me that for a long time. An it wasn't nice!
When I was in kindergarten, up until around first or second grade, I used to believe that if I stuck my finger into the pencil sharpener and turned the handle, that it would sharpen my finger and I would have my own pencil attached to my hand. Luckily the holes were a bit small for my finger..... :-\
A house next to my primary school had a large water tank which I was told (and I beleived) held the bodies of chopped up babies. Apparently, the man that lived there would stuff them into the pipe that ran from the house into the tank. I never thought to question why a baby killer would be allowed to live next to a primary school - especially when so many kids seemed to know about it...
when i was in preschool, i was told that when you stuck up your middle finger at someone, you were asking God to kill you.
I used to think the school is like a playground, not come for studies
This one time I was cast in the kindergarten play, which happened to be "The Little Red Hen", and I got to play the pussycat. I kept thinking it was "pushy cat", and that I was supposed to act as rude as possible to all the other characters.
Now I realize that that's what actors really do!
When I was 15, I thought that Semoo was an animal (but yet unsure). It came out of a homework assignment in Chemistry class. Take the element name and rearrange it so that it forms a name of an animal. My friend got the elements Mo Se and O. He arranged it to SeMoO (Semoo). It turned out that the animal was supposed to be moose.
In kindergarten, we had an art project where we cut a little bear out of constuction paper, glued it to a piece of paper, then glued construction paper "bars" over it to make a bear in a zoo cage. I refused to glue the bars over the bear, because i thought the bear would be sad in a cage. I remember crying, and the teacher trying to convince me to glue the bars on, but i don't remember what happened after that. I guess i've blocked out the memory.
On my first day of Kindergarten (or maybe it was first grade) some of the kids
were really homesick and missing their mother. The teacher said to one kid:
"Go look out the classroom door and you will see your Mom"
"WOW!! I thought, A MAGIC WINDOW that let you see your Mom from school!"
Much later it dawned on me that this mom probably predicted her kid's behavior
and hung around to comfort him..
When I first went to elementary school, I thought "Recess" was something you took to school with you, like a banana or a couple of cookies.
My mother was once called to see the head teacher at my school (when I was 5) as I had been telling the other kids that the liver we were being served for lunch was actually dinosaur meat. One kid had gone home and told his mother that they had eaten this for lunch, and she complained.
In Class 4 we were rounded up to go and listen to our teacher read a book called 'The Ginger Whinger'. In this book some ginger kid wouldnt stop whinging so someone gave him a bottle of this special stuff that made him stop. Whinging that is. As you can see, the memory is a little hazy.
Anyway, when we returned back to our classroom there was a bottle of this stuff on the table with a crudely made label. Next to it stook a suspicious looking Mrs Cordey. I knew something was afoot and insisted that it was all a cunning rouse, but she was having none of it.
I was right though.
When I was in Class 4 in Primary School I was told that when you do Geography in big school, you have to draw the entire outline of the United Kingdom perfectly. Otherwise you would fail and would have go back to Primary School.
i was so proud to be able to tell all my mates at school that my bedroom had been painted 'batman blue' that word spread around the playground like wildfire. all the kids went home and gave their mums and dads such a hard time begging them to do the same for them, that when my mum came to collect me at home time, she had loads of requests as to where to buy it from as they couldn't find it in the shops. it then transpired that in actual fact my dad had gone into the garage and mixed up any old paint that he could find, which came out a kind of light blue colour, and coined it 'batman blue' so i wouldn't complain and say i didn't like it... ..swizzed again!
Every kid must have heard this at some time. 'You know they are taking the word gullible out of the dictionary.' We all believed it the first time, didn't we?