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Did you prefere going to school or being in employment?
Mario and Luigi
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Are school days really the best days of our lives?
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I prefer being an adult, although I'm self-employed. Couldn't work for somebody else again.
Employment has been good to me, it has to be said - but nothing can ever replace the carefree and lively school days. I appreciate people who spent their school lunchtimes getting their heads flushed down the toilet may not agree.
Pretty much from when I left school I have been unhappy, but I don't complain, just get on with it.
Did you get hit with any balls in your school days?
School was hell, definitely the worst time of my life, and because I hated it so much, I also stressed my parents out each and every day by refusing to get out of bed, coming home whenever I wanted to, worrying about me walking the streets all day when they'd get a phone call telling them I haven't turned up, me kicking up a fuss every night about having to go in the next day and begging them to let me stay off, letters threatening court because my attendance was so low, teachers on their case because of my crap/non-existent work in lessons.
The "education" just wasn't worth it, and it's done more harm than good to me mentally.
You must find it hard to work?
Why do you say that?
Your attitude (not using that word in a bad attitude context) towards school was to not go and be late etc, then do you not find it hard holding down a full time, long term job?
So you hoofed this ball, right, a word that would more aptly be applied to something like kicking a medicine ball, and it smacked some kid right in the ear. And this kid was screaming in agony from being hit by a cheap floaty ball, a reaction more likely caused by being hit by a medicine ball. Umm, yeah...right. What ever you say, chum.
No, my attendance at work is fine
I just hated the environment of secondary school. I loved primary school and was practically dragging my parents out the door every morning, but couldn't handle secondary school. I hated it and I still don't understand why my parents forced me to go every morning after some of my desperate actions to get out of it. I guess they never really knew what else they could do, though. Think we hurt each other through those five years.
Family life was amazing but as soon as school was the topic of discussion all hell broke loose!
Secondary school was often horrible. A lot of lousy teachers, children who joined from other primary schools who didn't have the same standards installed in them. Classroom discipline was a very real problem throughout my secondary schooling. Bullying was also a very serious issue. Meanwhile, I found the curriculum a drudge, and although I was fairly successful in my GCSEs, there was a lot of irrelevant rubbish taught that has been of zero use to me in the years since and most of which was quickly forgotten.
Sixth form college was a largely happy two years of my 'working' life (though far from perfect). I took four subjects I enjoy, small classes, (mostly) good teachers, nice people, free periods, even a smoking shelter! (this was in the early 2000s, I wonder whether it's still there?) Academically, this was probably when I was at my happiest, and I excelled in the subjects I studied, despite my attendance record not being brilliant.
Looking back, I'm not sure I was really cut out for university. Yes, I succeeded insofar as I got a 2:1 degree, but I don't think I was ever that 'happy' there. My uni's organisational side was poor, the halls were oversubscribed so I had to go into private halls. As a result, I wasn't made aware of 'fresher's week' so arrived just a few days before my course started. I was also still not fully recovered from an operation I had earlier that summer so going out partying every night would've been difficult anyway. I never really 'fitted in'. I enjoy the odd night out even now but I couldn't be part of a culture where people were out boozing three or four nights a week. Lack of privacy was also a very real issue. I wasn't used to that setup.
I think university, or more specifically, living away at home for university, only really suits a certain type of person.
My professional life so far has been a bit of a drudge insofar as finding regular, well-paid, steady work goes, but I pay my way and broadly enjoy the work I do.
It just goes to show, glad it all worked out for you.
There were regularly times at school that were more stressful than anything I ever face at work. The deadlines at school tend to be far more rigid, and there is less day to day accountability which can get you into trouble if you're a procrastinator. At work you're generally expected to show up and make a steady amount of progress on long term projects and set milestones from week to week. At school you may get a large project weeks in advance with nobody but yourself to keep you from waiting until the night before to start it.
Also, step out of line and you got the belt.....should still be that way now.
Nothing wrong with my working life either.
I didn't enjoy work until I started working for myself. Long hours, a struggle at first, but eventually you are rewarded financially and are proud of what you've achieved. I might not be rich, but I am much happier working for myself than some manager who doesn't know his arse from his elbow.
No they aren't!.....
God how i wish i was back at school!