Stuff from School Revisited.

[GreyCrow]

Traffic monitors get out early

 

[Spongebob]

I had to stay behind to do religious classes being catholic. Didn't get abused which was nice.

We had two types at our school. Brother Robert was the one with the wandering hands. He and the school that covered up should have been before the Royal Commission.

Much more common were the really violent priests. Acting out their sexual repression with corporal punishment and other physical abuse.

 

[Perth gal]

One of my earliest life memories 1965, lining up for milk before school went in.

Another one in primary school is if you were good you got to ring the bell the old fashioned way ie. with the rope. I got to do it a few times, I was a good boy in primary school.

Awww.

 

[M Malice]

Great thread RedmanWasHere has bought some fantastic memories to the surface. Thank you.

 

[WA ROO]

Left school 1981
High school had two groups,rockers and victims
Black T shirts and black ripple soled DB's and that was the girls

 

[IKnowtheDog]

Popping empty Prima drink cartons

 

[raskolnikov]

My lesbian year seven teacher also disappeared for six weeks in what I subsequently discovered to be compassionate leave because her girlfriend left her. There was also a weird arse drama teacher who used to do cartwheels, and she didn't wear knickers under her dress. Such was life in the public education system in the early 80s.

A few years ago at a school I was teaching at there was a teacher who used to give the kids aerobic lessons first thing in the morning. She wore short skirts with no knickers. While she was teaching aerobics she used to sit with her legs apart up on the stage of the hall for all the kids to see.

 

[Arden]

All you old people will remember the smell of the old printer thingy. The ink was purple and smelt yum.

Canteen was the bomb, loved it.

Getting those fresh and sniffing it hard is one of my best school memories.

I think it may have caused me brain damage though.

 

[Gough]

A few years ago at a school I was teaching at there was a teacher who used to give the kids aerobic lessons first thing in the morning. She wore short skirts with no knickers. While she was teaching aerobics she used to sit with her legs apart up on the stage of the hall for all the kids to see.

This one managed the impossible, and got fired by the Education Department. Years later I saw here on tele as spokesman for the local hookers union.

 

[MrKK]

All you old people will remember the smell of the old printer thingy. The ink was purple and smelt yum.

Canteen was the bomb, loved it.

Whenever I smell cheap tequila it reminds me of that purple stencil ink.

 

[Perth gal]

A few years ago at a school I was teaching at there was a teacher who used to give the kids aerobic lessons first thing in the morning. She wore short skirts with no knickers. While she was teaching aerobics she used to sit with her legs apart up on the stage of the hall for all the kids to see.

Honestly that's just really disgusting. Why didn't she get fired?

 

[SportsCentre]

I totally loved my primary school.
In late 1985, the school buried a time capsule in the school grounds full of everyday items from 1985 and schoolwork etc. I was in grade 2 at the time and remember it being buried.
It was meant to be dug up and opened in 2035, but for some reason they dug it up late last year.
The school held a night where everyone could come back to the school, get a tour of what is now a modern 21st century primary school and look at all of the time capsule items on display. Was such a great night, and meeting up with people I hadn't seen since primary school.

The 1985 canteen list was fascinating. 1c items and 3 pieces of fruit for 5c.

I actually was really lucky in that I completed a bachelor of education and one of my teaching rounds was back at my primary school.
Enjoyed that so much, it was within 10 years of having left the school as a kid and a lot of the teachers were still there. Teachers I learnt love when their former students become teachers themselves. A couple of posters mentioned the old purple spirit copiers. I got to use one haha, they are actually really hard to operate and the aroma of the freshly printed sheets is nothing compared to what the actual machine smells like, trust me.

 

[IKnowtheDog]

Honestly that's just really disgusting. Why didn't she get fired?

Maybe she was doing a 'BONDS' advertisement

 

[raskolnikov]

Honestly that's just really disgusting. Why didn't she get fired?

She possibly did. I left not long after she started.

 

[M Malice]

 

[WCErevival]

She possibly did. I left not long after she started.

Was she at least decent?

 

[Perth gal]

Was she at least decent?

 

[GreyCrow]

Have to find out what happened to our time capsule? Should be getting close to time

 

[SwampCreature]

Sept 02, 2016 is a date I can never forget. One of my grade 4 classmates, Jacob Wagner, won the “Nick Takes Over Your School” contest. I remember being excited to have all of my favorite Nickelodeon characters come in and make our school day fun. And it was fun at first. It was all any elementary schooler could want. But soon, all we wanted was for it to be over.

Nickelodeon took over my school…and they wouldn’t leave.

We were in the middle of a morning maths lesson when it began. It was fractions. The next thing I remember was a series of percussive noises and yelling from outside as I saw an orange and green school bus pull up through the classroom window.

Soon, a giant Tommy Pickles mascot and a camera crew burst through the door and slimed my math teacher right then and there. We played their games. We ran through slime slip-‘n’-slides. We cheered when we saw Marc Summers and cast members from Clarissa Explains It All. It was incredible. Then they started the events again. Giant Tommy Pickles. Games. Slime. Marc Summers. And again. Tommy Pickles. Games. Slime. Marc Summers.

Fourteen hours later, one of my classmates, Jennifer Bryant, asked if we could leave. That’s when it all stopped being fun.

The Nickelodeon mascots and camera crew rounded us all up into the auditorium. They told us everything we knew about school was about to change. They told us they were in charge now. Then they took our principal, Mr. Hoffman, a man whom I loved and respected, a man who had let me eat lunch in his office when I was scared on the first day of kindergarten. They pulled him onstage, where they slimed him in front of all of us and pulled his pants down. “I’m your principal now,” yelled Stimpy from The Ren & Stimpy Show into a megaphone.

What followed was a forced regimen of obstacle courses, slopstacle courses, egg races, and pizza slams. Whenever they saw us getting used to a routine, they changed it up. Never letting us rest. Never letting us see our loved ones. Children, teachers, even the custodial staff were randomly pulled out in front of the school and slimed for the cameras. When we tried to sleep, a large man dressed like Porkchop from Doug would bark in our faces, or the cast of All That would fire T-shirt cannons at us. It went on for weeks.

Soon, kids were eating Gak and Floam. We were only allowed to bathe in orange soda or chocolate sauce. Everyone was getting sick. We thought it would never end. We thought Nick had taken over our lives. We didn’t know how long we would last. And, finally, we gave up hope.

Then on September 9, seven days later, a spec ops team stormed our primary school and removed Nickelodeon from the premises. It was over. The government killed all of the Nickelodeon characters with guns and grenades, but their stain would forever discolor the minds of all who lived in Morning Day Elementary under their despotic reign.

That night I arrived home just in time to see issac smith miss a simple goal after the siren that would have put hawthorn into a preliminary final. all in all a good day.

 

[dogs105]

Saw someone with a canvas backpack the other day. Those were the ream coloured kind people wrote band names on.

Memories came flooding back. Like in Year 9 when I had Ratcat on mine an got beaten up for it.

By bullies with no taste in music...

 

[hamohawk1]

Gee you look back on it and while at the time you think it was s*** with all the homework the memories were worth it tenfold. I remember in year 12 a teacher was borderline bullying the class, we all wore it for a few days before i couldnt take it no more and launched back into the teacher as a few students were in tears. pretty vindicating moment for mine

also maths teachers/ teachers in general that couldnt teach or connect with a class to save their life. i think this is the reason i have such a low perception of teachers.

 

[Crankyhawk]

I was schooled in three states, and WA was the only place that I went to school where there was religion in state schools.

We had religious education in Victoria in early 80s.
I was sent out of the room in grade 1 with a girl (who I think was Jewish - purely based on name of Naomi) to play with blocks outside the classroom unsupervised. After about 2 terms of this I get curious about wtf is going on every Wednesday. So I ask to come in. After a few years of attending RVE realise that the exit strategy was much better - went to library with about half the class who have all opted out.

 

[Crankyhawk]

down-ball, up-ball, 4 square and bat tennis

Kids these days now call what I think we knew as 4 square they call it down ball. When I tried to explain what I knew as downball I get blank looks from my kids.

 

[Stevi_Tigers]

my school use to order a bunch of kebabs from the local kebab shop and cut them in half and sell them

 

[FootyJunkie]

Late 80s in WA... public caning by the principal after lunch for misbehavior in pitch silence for everyone to see.
Never got it myself, but it scared the crap out of me as a 6 year old.

It was the only time I ever saw it done at school... I moved to VIC soon afterwards where it must have already been phased out.