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As a child, thick or clever. (My story) Okay. Here is my story.
When I was in school (Infent and Junior - 5 = 12 years old) I had real problems at school. I didn't communicate well and was often very very bored. All I wanted to do all day was play and piss about. I to this day am very poor at reading compared to others my age (very slow). However when it came to puzzles, problems, maths and computers I was very good. It was just basic reading and writing I sucked in. As a result I sat on the special need table for thick kids (so sometimes people in my class called me thick), however when it came to lessons like maths and stuff I used to be called a geek (I just couldn't win). Anyway, as I sat on this table, was constantly oppressed by teachers, other school kids, my parents, and as all tests involved writing I used to think I was really thick. I used to think that I'd never pass any 'big school exams' GCSEs, A levels (at the time I wasn't sure what they were) and I thought all the other kids in my school would get high paid jobs or be really famous. In the end I got 9 GCSEs, 3 A levels (One A2 and a AVCE) and whenever I hear about other people I went to school with that I thought would do well they are either pregnant, unemployed or junkies. Funny how something’s work out. What about U? NOTE: THIS ACCOUNT IS NOW CLOSED. PLEASE CONTACT “K A M L L E” | |
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My teachers were scared of me. | |
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Number23 said: My teachers were scared of me.
did you look scary? | |
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Christopher said: Number23 said: My teachers were scared of me.
did you look scary? No. I think it started when he set fire to that kitten. NOTE: THIS ACCOUNT IS NOW CLOSED. PLEASE CONTACT “K A M L L E” | |
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Christopher said: Number23 said: My teachers were scared of me.
did you look scary? Nah, I was beautiful with big bluie eyes and a full head of lustrious blonde hair. It was my alien intelligence they feared. | |
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Number23 said: Christopher said: Number23 said: My teachers were scared of me.
did you look scary? Nah, I was beautiful with big bluie eyes and a full head of lustrious blonde hair. It was my alien intelligence they feared. really?...i think you had eye contacts and bleached hair | |
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the best way to describe my childhood is: "bright, but doesn't apply himself" year after year after year to this day | |
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Christopher said: Number23 said: Christopher said: Number23 said: My teachers were scared of me.
did you look scary? Nah, I was beautiful with big bluie eyes and a full head of lustrious blonde hair. It was my alien intelligence they feared. really?...i think you had eye contacts and bleached hair Nah, I really am this perfect. It's a curse actually, christopher. | |
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Number23 said: Nah, I really am this perfect. It's a curse actually, christopher. | |
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I was quiet and sat at the front of the class passing notes with my friends and never got caught.. | |
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Lleena said: I was quiet and sat at the front of the class passing notes with my friends and never got caught..
naughty llee! I mean, like, where is the sun? | |
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CAMILLE4U said: Okay. Here is my story.
When I was in school (Infent and Junior - 5 = 12 years old) I had real problems at school. I didn't communicate well and was often very very bored. All I wanted to do all day was play and piss about. I to this day am very poor at reading compared to others my age (very slow). However when it came to puzzles, problems, maths and computers I was very good. It was just basic reading and writing I sucked in. As a result I sat on the special need table for thick kids (so sometimes people in my class called me thick), however when it came to lessons like maths and stuff I used to be called a geek (I just couldn't win). Anyway, as I sat on this table, was constantly oppressed by teachers, other school kids, my parents, and as all tests involved writing I used to think I was really thick. I used to think that I'd never pass any 'big school exams' GCSEs, A levels (at the time I wasn't sure what they were) and I thought all the other kids in my school would get high paid jobs or be really famous. In the end I got 9 GCSEs, 3 A levels (One A2 and a AVCE) and whenever I hear about other people I went to school with that I thought would do well they are either pregnant, unemployed or junkies. Funny how something’s work out. What about U? That's a nice story Camille4u. AT school I to was VERY bored. My problem was that I was extremely shy, and so was too afraid to ask when I didn't understand anything. When I got to secondary school (11-16 yrs) it became a nightmare - my family moved town and so I was dumped into a new school at 13yrs, but one that happened to have the worst reputation in the whole county (Kent). With retrospect, it was fortunate that I just missed out on entrance to Grammar school education. This was good because when I was sent to this new school, I was (literally) put amongst the most psychotic, vulgar, and retarded (in a non-pathological way!) bunch of kids I've ever known...and this kind of fooled me into believing I had talent - when I would find myself getting the highest in the class for maths, but without having tried hard. My shyness meant that I never made real close friends, and would always get bullied. But over the course of 3 years I found myself bonding with my form tutor (who taught science)...and developing an interest in his subject...something I guess he was aware of in me and nurtured. I also lived in the countryside, out of town, and when I was fortunate enough to become seriously ill about a year before my GCSE's (I'm better now thank funk), I had to spend a large amount of time at home. I got into my own kind of amateur zoology, botany and stuff, pretty geeky. Despite being ill, it was the time away from the madness of school (kids stabbing teachers, shitting in classrooms, so much fond memories! ) that I just descovered my own passion. With the encouragement from my tutor, I eventually got the highest grade for GCSE science in the county. Now I've completed all the academic ladder in science, and my passion is my vocation. I was never really thick in the first place, but I have never been or will never be really intelligent. I guess the moral of my story is that I didn't need to be intelligent, I just needed to find a passion, and find a way of ignoring the distractions that prevented me from realising dreams and stuff. By the way I had to retake my GCSE English language at college while doing the A levels, and luckily, just scraped a C. [This message was edited Sat Nov 15 12:16:20 PST 2003 by Taureau] ..... BULLSEYE! | |
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Taureau said: CAMILLE4U said: Okay. Here is my story.
When I was in school (Infent and Junior - 5 = 12 years old) I had real problems at school. I didn't communicate well and was often very very bored. All I wanted to do all day was play and piss about. I to this day am very poor at reading compared to others my age (very slow). However when it came to puzzles, problems, maths and computers I was very good. It was just basic reading and writing I sucked in. As a result I sat on the special need table for thick kids (so sometimes people in my class called me thick), however when it came to lessons like maths and stuff I used to be called a geek (I just couldn't win). Anyway, as I sat on this table, was constantly oppressed by teachers, other school kids, my parents, and as all tests involved writing I used to think I was really thick. I used to think that I'd never pass any 'big school exams' GCSEs, A levels (at the time I wasn't sure what they were) and I thought all the other kids in my school would get high paid jobs or be really famous. In the end I got 9 GCSEs, 3 A levels (One A2 and a AVCE) and whenever I hear about other people I went to school with that I thought would do well they are either pregnant, unemployed or junkies. Funny how something’s work out. What about U? That's a nice story Camille4u. AT school I to was VERY bored. My problem was that I was extremely shy, and so was too afraid to ask when I didn't understand anything. When I got to secondary school (11-16 yrs) it became a nightmare - my family moved town and so I was dumped into a new school at 13yrs, but one that happened to have the worst reputation in the whole county (Kent). With retrospect, it was fortunate that I just missed out on entrance to Grammar school education. This was good because when I was sent to this new school, I was (literally) put amongst the most psychotic, vulgar, and retarded (in a non-pathological way!) bunch of kids I've ever known...and this kind of fooled me into believing I had talent - when I would find myself getting the highest in the class for maths, but without having tried hard. My shyness meant that I never made real close friends, and would always get bullied. But over the course of 3 years I found myself bonding with my form tutor (who taught science)...and developing an interest in his subject...something I guess he was aware of in me and nurtured. I also lived in the countryside, out of town, and when I was fortunate enough to become seriously ill about a year before my GCSE's (I'm better now thank funk), I had to spend a large amount of time at home. I got into my own kind of amateur zoology, botany and stuff, pretty geeky. Despite being ill, it was the time away from the madness of school (kids stabbing teachers, shitting in classrooms, so much fond memories! ) that I just descovered my own passion. With the encouragement from my tutor, I eventually got the highest grade for GCSE science in the county. Now I've completed all the academic ladder in science, and my passion is my vocation. I was never really thick in the first place, but I have never been or will never be really intelligent. I guess the moral of my story is that I didn't need to be intelligent, I just needed to find a passion, and find a way of ignoring the distractions that prevented me from realising dreams and stuff. By the way I had to retake my GCSE English language at college while doing the A levels, and luckily, just scraped a C. [This message was edited Sat Nov 15 12:16:20 PST 2003 by Taureau] Glad it all came through for U. FOr my A2 the pass mark was 140 points and I got 141. Were talking E - - -, but still an E and still a pass. Fuck I'm jammy. Got CC in my AVCE though NOTE: THIS ACCOUNT IS NOW CLOSED. PLEASE CONTACT “K A M L L E” | |
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CAMILLE4U said: Glad it all came through for U. FOr my A2 the pass mark was 140 points and I got 141. Were talking E - - -, but still an E and still a pass. Fuck I'm jammy. Got CC in my AVCE though I got an A- in EFG and 196 in the EFTA DCB. Not as good as my R7 in the national BASC though. Ok, that´s enough Star Trek talk for now. | |
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