Published on 12, July, 2020
I saw something today, which prompted me to ask this question: Did any teachers single you out, or treat you badly at school? I was in school from the 1970’s, and things were different back then.
I recall being singled out at age 6, and forced to stand on the table during the lesson as an example of a stupid child. I was often ridiculed, and she said things like it’s typical for me to be stupid because ‘people like you’ are. (Because of my skin colour).
At 11 I was constantly picked on by my maths teacher. She would ask me questions when she knew I wouldn’t know the answer. She picked me despite others putting their hand up to answer. She tried to make me recite my times tables or give her answers to some when she called them out. She told me that I should be able to answer them, as all children my age can, and what was it that was wrong with me that I wasn’t able to learn them. And other things when I didn’t get all questions answered in the time frame, or got poor marks in a test. I wasn’t ever ‘stupid’. My auditory processing is slow, and I can’t work under pressure if I’m also anxious.
I have remembered a few more instances from high school in the late 80’s. An English substitute teacher often ridiculed me, and often made me read to the class despite knowing I was ‘shy’. I excelled in English Lit and Language! Maybe she was jealous? She forced me up to the front of class to explain why ‘someone like me’ thought I knew more than her, considering I was a nobody, and she had been to university….! I refused, but then she said the whole class won’t continue until I get up and come to the front…unless I’m too scared too, and she smirked.
By this point (after weeks of bullying from her), I was full of anger. I went up, stood an inch away from her face and reeled off her inadequacies, and her poor ability to handle a class of 15yr olds. The class whooped in support, because I was right, and they all hated her. She tried to slap me round the face, I stopped her. I looked at her and warned her that if she was going to hit me she better be ready for the consequences, she left the room red faced. I was shaking with anxiety, but I was glad to finally stand up for myself.
Another teacher, in design and tech was much the same. She ignored me, didn’t respond to my requests for help or explanation, consistently marked down my work, regularly ‘lost’ my work, and regularly ‘damaged’ my work so I had to re do it. Again, after months of this, I stopped participating in the lesson. I just came in, sat down, and done nothing. This was another subject I excelled in. Perhaps she didn’t like that. I don’t know.
Abuse doesn’t always have to be physical. Sometimes it’s words, or just a look that makes you feel small and insignificant.
Goodness me. I wish I had a brother!
It’s great when you do connect with a teacher. I realise I did, when I was in junior school. My teacher just seemed to get me. She never pressured me to speak, never made a fuss when I done something good because she knew I hated being in the limelight. She would just go and staple my work outside the class for people to see. She did send me to the head teacher quite often to show him my work, and get some sweets as a reward. She always let me go with someone, as I always got lost on the way back. She also let me stay in at break sometimes to read, and read books in the library corner when I’d finished my work, becuase I always finished ahead of everyone. I think she was ND. She never really said much unless she needed to. She didn’t mix with the other teachers at lunch etc, and looked very stern. I think everyone in the class feared her, but I thought she was lovely.I cried when we went up a year and I had to change teachers!