Occasionally memorable things happened to me at school back in the Sixties and early Seventies.
An early memory is taking some toys into school after Christmas. I can see my Nomura mystery action tin army jeep zooming beneath the tables and chairs. What fun!
Another time I recall being in the Primary school Christmas nativity play. I was Joseph. The teacher had said not to wave at parents in the audience. I got on stage and promptly dropped my soft lamb to wave at my Mum and Dad! ha ha.
On another occasion I remember winning an Action Man truck in a tombola. It had green tarps draped over the back end. Quite a big thing. Not sure of its name now.
In the first year of Secondary school there was a talent show. I was a big Bowie fan at the time and just had to have a go at doing Ziggy Stardust on stage! I mimed playing the guitar but I think I sang the words. Ziggy played guitar!
The art department became an important place for me to hang out at lunch times later on. I made lino cuts of Kung Fu themes; Chinese letters and yin yang symbols for printing. I still have some somewhere. The art teacher, a brilliant painter, especially of seascapes - we had one in my Parents' front room - even painted a new sign for the Judo club I was a member of at the time.
I recall coming first in a Biology test one week. The class swat asked me how I'd done it. I dunno and I didn't do it again the next week to which swatty remarked 'You inconsistent worm!' Ha ha.
Lacking inspiration for an English essay I was inspired by the sleeve notes of Deep Purple's Machine Head I think. Ritchie Blackmore described throwing his guitar around with 'wild abandon'. Well that phrase went in my essay no messing and a few more after that!
Another time I had to do something very embarrassing. I had to explain to the Secondary Head why I'd had a month off school despite my Mum having already told school. The reason was hard to explain when you're only 14. I'd trapped my member in my trouser zip. And when I say trapped I mean really trapped. Only a doctor with an anesthetic could sort it, which is exactly what happened. Alas it was just the start to a long painful road to recovery and renewed membership of the human race!
I met a girl in the final year of school called Janet. Short with long black hair and utterly gorgeous, I was besotted. I went out with Janet for about two years, whilst I was at Sixth Form, but we weren't meant to be. I dumped her over the phone, which was cowardly I know. Despite all that I can still remember the thrill of being asked by her go-between mate Susan outside the English classroom if I would 'go out with Janet'. Ahhh, teenagers in love! The last time I saw her was 45 years ago!
One thing I recall about a teacher was the hoo-ha that erupted when he was discovered kissing and cuddling a sixteen year old girl in the chemical store of the science classroom. All hell broke loose and I think he may have left after that. It was the Seventies though. It would be much more shocking now.
Obviously there were bad times at school too and some really bad times, but I don't dwell on those anymore and have focused on the good stuff here.
What memorable events do you recall at school or college readers?