Nene wrote:I used to get regular panic attacks from around age 8 so I found it hard to go into school anyway
Sounds like me, I never had panic attacks and I may have never showed it but I’m a very nervous person. I was always scared in school, a lot of the time I felt like I was going to have a heart attack
Nene wrote:I'd never dream of sending a child to the schools I went to lol!
One of the reasons (although minor) I’m not having children is because of these schools. Why bring a messed up life into the world?
Nene wrote: But on the up-side, yesterday I received one of my diplomas for the home study courses I'm doing so that was really awesome. Learning without all that unnecessary stress and hassle really is fun.
Congratulations!!!

Learning should be fun it’s a shame how all the factors at school ruin it
sensei wrote: I hear D123 and Nene, and feel sorry that they had experiences that raise such bitterness, even now. I could relate similar ones myself from my grade- and high-school memories. But I also feel sorry for the professionals who take a job they expect they will love and then are driven to the point that they mentally wound the minds they have been commissioned to nurture.
I have more than bitterness I have deep wounds I’m still getting over and putting behind me
I don’t have ANY sympathy for these people but I think going into a job like this you would have to be prepared for the troubles of misbehaving etc. of certain students. Going into it and thinking there wouldn’t be any is naïve
but I’m talking about the first levels of teaching, even so there children not teens, not adults you should know what you’re going into. My most tormented time with teachers was from grades 1-3. I don’t think this is right and just to clarify I wasn’t one of those bad kids in class I was very respectful and serious about learning but I did have a lot of trouble learning.
D123 wrote:My most tormented time with teachers was from grades 1-3.
Especially from the one teacher, the first teacher I EVER had she likes to destroy children that are happy and talkative. My mom noticed a change in me from then on and all these years later by talking with people whose children had her, realized this. My neighbor’s child had the same problem with her she was happy and liked to talk but liked to ask a lot of questions, I believe asking question is all about learning right? I’m not sure but I believe she was very resilient and didn’t let her affect her. Unfortunately, my flame was snuffed and now I am a quiet timid person around people who can’t talk and is very shy. That’s something I will need help conquering now, some
thing like that shouldn’t be working with children
I can remember her isolating me from class for something silly and I was sobbing so hard with my head down on the desk while we had art class and the art teacher came in and said what’s wrong with her and the students said “oh she was bad” I believe the art teacher gave me a piece of paper and crayons to make me feel better but she had to take it away and they all had to ignored me, while I was so upset sobbing. I wish I had told my mother because no parent would stand for it. Not only did I have to contend with this from teachers but I was always bullied and had no friends and was growing up AND had the worst bullsh*t of my life with my family, my mother’s family and my father’s family, I am still dealing with today. My life wasn’t then and never will be the cookie cutter white picket fence and these people have helped disturb me
I also can’t really remember any problem there with students in class so that didn’t add to any “frustrations” they may have had, a lot of them there were just mean-spirited people
I wouldn’t call these people professionals either if you want to know how bad the kindergarten and grade school was, I will tell you I didn’t know my ABC’s until well after grade school until I taught myself, I also couldn’t get the times tables down and didn’t fully know them.
Sorry to rant a bit but this isn’t a subject I take lightly, I am aware you’re a teacher and see a different side of things and
I mean no disrespect to you at all. But that school I attended well.. I’m sure you get the picture