How naughty were you at school?

I was a goody two shoes who enjoyed school certainly all of us in the “A” class were the same, even the boys rarely got into trouble. It was a good school and discipline was enforced by the Deputy Head, surprisingly even the bad boys liked and respected him. I only remember one girl caned and that was for bullying

I spent quite a bit of time outside the door during maths classes, I used to get the giggles, the teachers comb over used to either fall over the back of his head or onto his shoulder.
I hated school, I went to so many being from an army family.

I wasn’t really badly behaved at all, except at about 14 when we had a hyper-chilled male physics teacher. I still remember him saying, ‘Witzend and Susan (or whoever it was) will you please come and look at this experiment?’

‘No thanks - we’re talking.’

Probably very wisely, he then ignored us.
Needless to say, I was hopeless at physics and dropped it once it was time for O level choices.

A very shy and nervous girl - I went through a naughty stage aged 15 .
I didn't do anything that bad - I just discovered the art of making school friends laugh .

I got into such trouble with the headmistress and worse , my mother that it made me depressed and reclusive .
And it took me years to regain my confidence .

I now realise how desperately , I needed counselling .

I've read that many comedians had traumatised childhoods and I empathise with them .

I was naughty from the age of fourteen to fifteen. We had a very ineffectual teacher of french who, poor man, was ill and couldn't really cope with us. I had the bright idea of stripping the paint of the wall when he wrote on the board. Then we would deliberately drop rulers, timed to do it together, and chat under the desks. I truanted as well to go to a boyfriend's house every Wednesday afternoon for months. I grew out of it though and went into teaching. Poacher turned gamekeeper 🤣

I don't think any of us wanted to tease the teachers. When we broke rules it was because we wanted to do what we were not allowed to do.

I wasn't naughty in primary school but in top infants me and the teacher didn't really get on, personality clash really. She didn't like children who spoke up unless asked.

She clipped me round the ears for not listening and then a couple of weeks later I was diagnosed with partial deafness..then got a grovelling apology.

I loved my secondary school, it was well run and forward looking (school council, no physical punishments, good teachers, lot of school clubs etc...not a lot to rebel against)

But once in the break at cookery I was fiddling with the chain for the plug in the sink and broke all the links. I hid my part in this but it featured in assembly next morning with heavy warnings of culprit coming forward and moral lectures on honesty and the Good Of All. Couldn't sleep, cried my eyes out to parents, parents rung the head, who was totally surprised who it was and saw how much guilt I had so let me off in an agonising 1 2 1 session with him.

I was always too frightened of my mother to be naughty at primary or secondary school. If I didn’t do as well as she wanted I was punished so being in trouble at school would have had severe repercussions.
At senior school I was terribly bullied by one girl and her cronies but, because we were fee-paying non Catholics, she got away with it. When I told my mother I was being bullied she walloped me for ‘lying, being ungrateful for all the sacrifices she was going through to send me there’ and that continued all my life until she died 3 years ago at 94.
I was terrified of the nuns too, many of whom were spiteful and vindictive.
But back then, 50’s and 60’s you did as you were told or else…..

I’m astonished by the harsh punishments and nasty teachers some of you endured. There was absolutely no physical punishment at my junior and senior schools. At my infant school I once got a smack on the hand for not knowing my tables. I can’t express how much I despised the teacher who did it.

I wasn’t naughty exactly, but I always talked too much. When I was little my grandfather said he’d give me a shilling if I had a report without ‘chatterbox’ on it. I never got the shilling! At senior school there was a constant refrain of ‘Grandma70s and Stella (or whoever), stop talking’.

Do you know I m ashamed to say I wasn’t naughty at all I loved my school and enjoyed going every day
The one time I was in trouble with the headmistress was when I was about 15 and ……I was seen walking down the street in my uniform with a boys whose arm was round me and I wasn’t wearing my hat either
Crime of the century

Boy not boys I wasn’t that naughty

I was educated in Scotland in the 50s' and 60's so that was corporal punishment for forgetting a sum. In secondary school I said de le instead of du and received 6 of the leather strap on each hand. My parents saw my hands so my rear end was just as painful, again a leather strap was used.

Not long afterwards I went to a Catholic boarding school and loved every minute of it. There was no corporal punishment and the nuns on the whole were pleasant. I hated gym but loved sports which we played for part of each day. Bliss!

I wasn’t really naughty, but had an unfortunate habit of finding things funny and laughing aloud, which got me into trouble. My DB told me to disguise it as a cough. I must have sounded really ill sometimes.

Once lent my PE kit to a classmate, I hated the bully PE teacher, if you didn't like sports, she didn't like you. Anyway ended up doing 500 lines, of " I mustnt lend my PEKit ". Did it of course, but even today I hate sports of any kind.