Looking back to 1963

My days in primary school back in 1963 made me feel singled out for not being as brainy as other pupils. I would see teachers concentrate on the brightest pupils while I was left behind. I remember being beaten with what was then called the 'taws'; a 2 strap leather belt.

My friend and I had taken our socks and shoes off one particularly hot day. We were punished with 2 strokes of this leather belt. It hurt like hell.

Everyday was hard, even the food was disgusting. I didn't ever receive learning support and so couldn't attend the high school I'd hoped for.

The one I did go to used the belt frequently and bullying was rife. I was made to feel useless and I was bullied.

I hated it and stopped going, but my parent had a visit from the truant officer and were threatened with jail, so I had to return but could not wait to leave.

I hated every minute and left with no qualifications. I felt like a loser and was never given the chance to succeed.

My own daughters experienced bullying and were told they'd amount to nothing. My daughters have both put themselves through 2 degrees.

I also have a grandson, he is home educated and I see how happy and healthy he is. He can learn without stress and pressure.

I see the things going on in schools; murders, suicides, children unable to cope with the pressures. I do not want that life for my grandson.

less pressure
kind staff