The "Intellegence" of teachers.
Ok, before the Grammar Nazis start, I was diagnosed with mild Dysleixa after I left school-which was really usefull by then.

I started Comp, in the 2nd stream, quite a comefown for someone who had been on the "Top Table" in Primary school. I later found out the Comp operated a "Education by Postcode" system, all us kids from the scuzzy areas, 1st Stream, no chance. Apparneltry your postcode did denote your Intellegenge.
First week of Comp i'm pulled up in front of the Humanties Teacher. Who shows me my name, written in fountain pen across the Arse of Eve (adam&eve) Illustration of a schoolbook.
"What have you got to say about that?"
"It wasn't me."
"It must have been you, its your name" (I have quite a memorable name. Thanks Mum&Dad!)
At this point I had a rare flash of intellegence "Why would I write my own name?"
"So someone else wrote it then?"
I can't remeber my answer, probaly a shrug and a "looks that way"
Memory fails me now, but I think he stared at me for a while then let me leave.
Me I thought no more of It, after all it wasn't me. I knew it wasn't me because I wasn't allowed Fountain Pens, too expensive and they made my handwriting look terriibe all that smugung ink.

Then it started for 3 years till I dropped the subject.
My school reports would look like this A,A,A,A,E,A,A,A. Guess which subject?
My parents were spectatuarly useless, as the had a low opinion of the school (but were happy to send me there) At one point I had a half decent Form Teacher who noticed the discrepancy in my school reports, and "had a Word" Didn't stop the situaltion, just made the Teacher more Subtle in his methods.

Teachers Huh.
(Gru being trolled since 1998, Fri 15 May 2009, 9:51, Reply)