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I think that some woke leftie made that something that teachers are not supposed to do

Killjoys everywhere. I remember one particularly nasty schoolmate was caught by a teacher slapping around a younger lad and he got teachers fist in the side of his head for his trouble.

Justifiable self defence of another one might argue, but these days the bleeding hearts would rather Walter the softie get beaten into a coma rather than a teacher physically intervene.

How this relates to extreme weather is anyone's guess, but I'm sure we'll think of a connection. Perhaps the extreme weather is making people soft?
 
Killjoys everywhere. I remember one particularly nasty schoolmate was caught by a teacher slapping around a younger lad and he got teachers fist in the side of his head for his trouble.

Justifiable self defence of another one might argue, but these days the bleeding hearts would rather Walter the softie get beaten into a coma rather than a teacher physically intervene.

How this relates to extreme weather is anyone's guess, but I'm sure we'll think of a connection. Perhaps the extreme weather is making people soft?

I don;tknow about other schools - but the Secondary where I taught, the rules was to get between them if there was a fight and stop them no matter what
If it was boys

If it was girls it was different - girls fighting tended to have totally lost it and if you got between them they would not realise and would just attack whoever was in front of them
Also - when you got between boys you could put both hands out onto their chest and force them to stop
Only female teacher could so that with girls - we generally just shouted at them until they stopped
after that one was normally swearing and the other one crying

I was noticeable that when I started they were just starting to realise that just telling them that it is very naughty to hit other people
and they were starting to look for things to do to them that they didn;t like
boredom worked
hitting them was often pointless - it was over too quickly - a day writing in the isolation room was torture to them and generally stopped them

this was quite a few years - a lot of years - after schools were told to stop using corporal punishment - you would have thought they would have found an alternative first but there you go

before I started corporal punishment was not necessary - the kids were scared witless of "Mad Mike" - the head
but when I started he was off ill and had been for months - and he never made it back
 

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I don;tknow about other schools - but the Secondary where I taught, the rules was to get between them if there was a fight and stop them no matter what
If it was boys

If it was girls it was different - girls fighting tended to have totally lost it and if you got between them they would not realise and would just attack whoever was in front of them
Also - when you got between boys you could put both hands out onto their chest and force them to stop
Only female teacher could so that with girls - we generally just shouted at them until they stopped
after that one was normally swearing and the other one crying

I was noticeable that when I started they were just starting to realise that just telling them that it is very naughty to hit other people
and they were starting to look for things to do to them that they didn;t like
boredom worked
hitting them was often pointless - it was over too quickly - a day writing in the isolation room was torture to them and generally stopped them

this was quite a few years - a lot of years - after schools were told to stop using corporal punishment - you would have thought they would have found an alternative first but there you go

before I started corporal punishment was not necessary - the kids were scared witless of "Mad Mike" - the head
but when I started he was off ill and had been for months - and he never made it back

What has this got to do with the weather?
 

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Pish posh. What do they know!
 

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You might have been but I was Kung fu fighting.

I was working through the summer holidays then making 'crop circles' of an evening with various young girls................well I was earning money and knew a shop that would sell me bottles of woodpecker and packs of fags, made me quite popular for some reason. :whistle:
 

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I was working through the summer holidays then making 'crop circles' of an evening with various young girls................well I was earning money and knew a shop that would sell me bottles of woodpecker and packs of fags, made me quite popular for some reason. :whistle:

***Warning: nothing to do with the weather*** One long ramble - potentially mildly entertaining.

Unfortunately, I had a baby face and at 15/16 ( a decade later then mid 70's), I couldn't buy alcohol but one of the Milton House boys (an orphanage) was walking to school when the brewery was delivering to a local pub and he spotted a crate of baby Cham (IIRC; 24 bottles) whilst the delivery men were in the cellar and stuffed his school bag with it.
My god it tasted foul but we drunk it anyway and got hauled in to see the headmaster the following day after the pub called the school and we were absent... 2 + 2 makes 5.
Like true loyalists, we never spilt the beans of whodunnit. We just stood there with a hangover and was given the hairdryer treatment and were served detention. That was far easier to swallow than my mothers wrath.
Wind the clock forward another 10 years and I was playing pool for the pub team and I had got to know the (same) publican well and recounted this story. He sat there smiling and shaking his head.
 
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raleighnut

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***Warning: nothing to do with the weather*** One long ramble of potentially mildly entertaining ramble.

Unfortunately, I had a baby face and at 15/16 ( a decade later then mid 70's), I couldn't buy alcohol but one of the Milton House boys (an orphanage) was walking to school when the brewery was delivering to a local pub and he spotted a crate of baby Cham (IIRC; 24 bottles) whilst the delivery men were in the cellar and stuffed his school bag with it.
My god it tasted foul but we drunk it anyway and got hauled in to see the headmaster the following day after the pub called the school and we were absent... 2 + 2 makes 5.
Like true loyalists, we never spilt the beans of whodunnit. We just stood there with a hangover and was given the hairdryer treatment and were served detention. That was far easier to swallow than my mothers wrath.
Wind the clock forward another 10 years and I was playing pool for the pub team and I had got to know the (same) publican well and recounted this story. He sat there smiling and shaking his head.

Nah at 14 I looked quite old and my cousin had told me how to get served in pubs/off licences.....................Don't go in with a handfull of change, you need to have at least a Quid or preferably a Fiver in your hand and be confident. OK the shopkeeper probably knew I was underage but probably 17 and working cos I had my boilersuit on, By 15 I was getting served in 3 of the village pubs.

Any hoo, 76 was a glorious year and the start of my downfall. :cheers:
 
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