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talentedbutslow · 03-05-2006, 09:13

I was 15 when I left......I was asked to leave..... ..for being a bad boy....I guess.......I lost interest in science subjects.....and preferred arts subjects...but was put into 4S.....science....grrrrrr.....I excelled at history ,geography, english.....but made stink bombs in chemistry....buggared up the teachers experiments in physics......hated algebra.,loathed mathematics..... .and couldn,t glue a joint together in woodwork to save my life....and had a running battle with Bentley the sports master....who hated me just as much as I hated him...I mean.....what useful purpose does it serve to vault over a bloody horse?.. .I had Wigglesworth as form master......what a delight he was.... .."got a sweety there laddie....going to share them out"??.. Mr Owen was maths teacher......but we all called him Gobbin..and used to bait him by dropping desk lids,farting in class,and shooting peas fom a pea shooter aimed at where he was gonna tread.....if you were caught.......up to headmaster Ben Johnson .....for the pump...
OH DEAR......I was a bad lad........and had a sore backside quite often.....

Tal........

03-05-2006, 09:13	#5
talentedbutslow Senior Member Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: brisbane....australia Posts: 743 Liked: 21 times Rep Power: 1337	Re: Accy grammar student? I was 15 when I left......I was asked to leave..... ..for being a bad boy....I guess.......I lost interest in science subjects.....and preferred arts subjects...but was put into 4S.....science....grrrrrr.....I excelled at history ,geography, english.....but made stink bombs in chemistry....buggared up the teachers experiments in physics......hated algebra.,loathed mathematics..... .and couldn,t glue a joint together in woodwork to save my life....and had a running battle with Bentley the sports master....who hated me just as much as I hated him...I mean.....what useful purpose does it serve to vault over a bloody horse?.. .I had Wigglesworth as form master......what a delight he was.... .."got a sweety there laddie....going to share them out"??.. Mr Owen was maths teacher......but we all called him Gobbin..and used to bait him by dropping desk lids,farting in class,and shooting peas fom a pea shooter aimed at where he was gonna tread.....if you were caught.......up to headmaster Ben Johnson .....for the pump... OH DEAR......I was a bad lad........and had a sore backside quite often..... Tal........