(Original post by TheSownRose)
For some reason, I've remembered a few more...
Back in my first primary school, there was a set of twins in my year. Horrible girls, vile - they used to bully everyone else, but were very good at persuading most of the teachers and break-time playground monitors that they had done nothing wrong and their victim was the bully. One day, they were bragging about their new coats with some sort of in-built belt (?) ... so my friend and I decided to catch one of them and tied her to the fence with this in-built belt. We then left and went back inside, whilst she was tied to the fence in rain with the playground monitor lady struggling for twenty minutes to untie her. Both came into the classroom dripping wet, but fortunately for my friend and I our teacher was one of the few who didn't believe their innocent act, so she laughed about it.
That playground monitor never did like us again though.
My second primary school was a strange place; they had bizarre rules like no sneezing in assembly otherwise you get sent out (like that's a punishment
), which is really unfortunate when you have allergies to everything, including the polish they used on the assembly hall floor. I don't remember actually seeing a full assembly... They also had an extremely strange approach to bullying. They claimed to have none in the school; they did, they just covered it up. As a consequence, they punished self-defence more because that someone had to defend themselves was evidence of a bullying problem (WTF?) So, in starting in late year three, someone bullied me. One day in about year five, she cornered me somewhere and tried to physically bully me. Well, there's only so much you take, and on this occasion, I pushed her. Not particularly hard, but she somehow was injured (I think she might have fallen down some stairs?), but not badly - her head wasn't smashed open or anything, it was more like a grazed knee or small cut on her arm. School went ****ing mental about that, I'm surprised I was allowed to stay there.
However, the time that someone tripped me over and caused cuts that required someone to pull gravel out with a pair of tweezers - that was just an accident.
Secondary school was also very weird place, but not as strange as primary school, if only because no one noticed you as much. I've already discussed the allergy-inducing sweatshirt and the problems of having slightly strange coloured natural hair. They had the idea of litter duty - each class in rotation spent break time picking up the litter around the school. Well, I never dropped litter so I flat out refused to do it; that involved a long drawn out meeting with the HOY and my parents involved, but that backfired on them because my parents basically said, "Well, why should she do it when she doesn't drop litter?"
For a while after that, the school in general took a dislike to me - they never did like people whose parents caused trouble, and boy did mine.
I was (and am) useless at swimming, in that I can't ... so when we had swimming in PE, I was just about able to get into the water (nearly drowning as a five year old FTW ), but couldn't do anything. One day in year eight, the PE teacher said to me, "Oh, why don't you just not bother coming!?" I have a tendency to take things literally, and at the time I thought she meant it, so instead of going to PE the next week, I went and did my homework in the library. More meetings with the HOY, head of PE and my parents, again at which they defended me and said, "What was she supposed to think? You told her not to go, she didn't go! It's not like she went and sat over the park, she was doing homework!" That ended with the teacher admitting that maybe she shouldn't have been sarcastic towards a student () and, sadly, swimming lessons resuming.
Then we got a different HOY - the previous deputy HOY, so the deputy HOY changed as well. They realised I wasn't some evil kid trying to cause problems for them, and things went a lot smoother.