What's a small thing you were wrongly told off for as a kid that still annoys you all these years later?

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39wva@reddit

A boy in my music class in year 9 grabbed my nipple and kept trying to touch my tits, so I screamed and pushed him away. I got a detention and had to stand outside the staff room at lunch time as punishment ‘for disturbing the class’. He didn’t get told off at all. Fuck you Miss Hill.

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ImperialTemptress@reddit

I was (kinda,) lucky in that I was kneeling on the counter playing cards in tutorial and a boy put his hand up my skirt and I just automatically slapped him. My teacher saw and came over. He said "I don't need to know what happened, I just know you (the boy) will have deserved it" Loved Mr Lawson.

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aspecialunicorn@reddit

I had a boy who had already been sexually harassing me to the point the police were involved, go to stick his hand down my shirt in full view of everyone. I told him to fuck off, he yelled “don’t tell me to fuck off!” Just as the teacher walked in. She sent him out, then came to get me because “he says he only said it because you did.” I said yes, I did. And she marched ME down to the year head, who knew about the police and everything he’d done to me, and still raked me over the coals in front of that teacher to save face. She let me down again and again in favour of the school’s reputation. Fuck her. It was thirty years ago and I’ve never forgiven her for the months I begged for help, only to be told off for making a fuss, and then when I stand up for myself I’m the one who got in trouble.

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JBSven@reddit

Urgh. You hear variations of this one way too often.

One of the girls I was friends with had a lawyer for a mum. Apparently you could hear a pin drop when she asked what was going to be done about the sexual harassment done to her daughter which resulted in her daughter slapping a lad on the field at lunch.

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Meta-Fox@reddit

Art class, year 8. We had these blank books embroidered with the school logo that we had to create one unique piece of art in every week. 'No wrong answers!' was my art teachers claim.

Imagine my surprise at being given detention for handing in that weeks art homework, only to be told that a bunch of coloured sweet wrappers haphazardly glued to the page was NOT in fact a representationalist juxtoposition on the duality of man.

Imagine my surprise again after being handed a second detention slip, which for the reason given read: 'Ate previous detention slip in front of class'.

I was not particularly keen on art or my art teacher...

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Foundation_Wrong@reddit

I was accused of leaving a big dollop of paint on the worktop in the utility room part of my classroom. (It was a brand new school in 1969.) Each classroom had a utility area. Sinks and cupboards and the squirty bottles of paint were kept there. We were allowed to help ourselves to paint. I had put some in my mixing tray thing and I definitely didn’t waste any. The headmaster was teaching our class. New school and only ten of us in the juniors. I was painting away and suddenly was called into the sink area, he pointed at the paint. Why did you waste that and not clean it up?? Quite aggressively too. I said I didn’t do that. I was not believed 😓

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UnacceptableUse@reddit

I got told off for spending my lunchtimes in the library making my own game because "games are not allowed in school"... They also deleted my entire project as punishment

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Dans77b@reddit

There was a kid in my school who was a computer nerd and loaded the helicopter game and a few others onto the system.

I bet every school had one.

They probably thought it was something like that.

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UnacceptableUse@reddit

I was doing shit like that as well tbf but they never caught me

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Dans77b@reddit

This is the trouble with the replies on this thread. There are genuine cases of innocent kids getting bollocked, but we font really know how that kid acted the rest of the time.

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RealisticEar7839@reddit

wtf. Sometimes teachers baffle me with the way they treat kids that’s just mental.

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blueirisheyes1981@reddit

I had grown up in a southern Baptist church in a small town. I met a boy in middle school who I dated for almost 4 years. He and his family were big into their church. I chose to join his church. That meant I had to “move my letter” from old church to new. They asked the reason I told them. We broke up while I was still in high school. So I didn’t attend any church for a couple of years. I was in college and decided to go back to Southern Baptist Church and rejoin. I had to go to an elder to make my request. This had to be down front at the end of service when the Minister does what is known as an alter call. So I’m like 20 so I go to a friend’s Mom. Tell her my intentions. She starts to pray with me and the first thing out of her mouth was lord please forgive this young lady for all her promiscuous ways! My head snapped up! I said what? She said you have to be cleansed to come back to the church! I said you don’t know anything about my sex life! She said oh the whole town knows! I said I have only been with 1 person. The person I was with for 4 years. She said you aren’t ready! I said and I never will be returning to this church! I got up and left. Sobbing in my car! So my friend her daughter ended up pregnant and her parents rushed her to the hospital for appendicitis! Docs come back to them and say are you ready to be grandparents? Confused they say our daughter is not married and she is a virgin! The doc goes well get ready for the next Messiah! Turns out she had been coming out to the clubs with all of us but telling her parents that she was with me trying to get me to stop being a harlot! Doin the lords work! Hence the exchange with her Mother at church. They came back to her at birth of the Messiah to get an explanation. She came clean about me and the lies. Oh small town life at its finest!

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WaterWitchOfTheNorth@reddit

Second grade. My teacher had us color pics of a Jack-o-lantern. Didn't give any instruction other than color this. I was really into Rainbow Bright (this was early 90's) so I was coloring mine rainbow. The girl next to me started telling me mine was wrong, but I explained it wasn't wrong, it was from rainbow land. The teacher walks over, snatches up my page and shows the whole class while saying don't color them like this, they need to be orange. I was so embarrassed and hurt.

Another time the same teacher asks how many days are in a week, calls on me, I say 7, she says I'm wrong. She calls on the same little girl from last story, who also says 7 days, and says she is correct.

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Lucymouse36@reddit

Accused of stealing 50p when I have been given 50p that day and the women couldn't find hers

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Turbulent-Diver5937@reddit

I was cleaning away my friend’s paint tray after art class. And whilst I had the paint tray and my hands in the sink and the tap running a second from rinsing the tray; I drew a smiley face on my hand with some of the paint on the tray.

Got detention for ‘wasting’ paint by drawing two dots and a line on my hand; for paint that was washed down the sink 2 seconds later.

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RecentTwo544@reddit

I have ADHD and used to kick off quite severely in school to the point I was permanently expelled from mainstream education and put in a "bad lads" school which I suppose today would be termed SEN. They were excellent in fairness, sorted me right out and I'm now mid 30s and doing well in life.

But when I read shit like this I genuinely don't regret kicking off at teachers and wish I'd done more damage to school property. I assumed at that age that when I was an adult I'd look back and think I was just being "badly behaved" and regret it. Quite the opposite.

In adult life I've really leaned into the idea that if someone is being unfair towards you or is simply in the wrong and it is affecting you personally (worth noting this does NOT apply if they're wrong and it doesn't affect you personally - just ignore them) they need to be told about it.

If you can't do this civilly by having a conversation then coming to an agreement, voices need raising, if that doesn't work insults need throwing which get more and more severe. If that still doesn't work, then get physical.

Now in pretty much every area in life you'd never get to the latter situation of getting physical - in my job for example they'd just be removed from the venue by security, though I suppose that is getting physical without doing it yourself. But you get the idea.

A school report about my "difficulties" stated I had "a strong sense of justice" and that very much applies to this day.

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Dans77b@reddit

I was a quiet kid in school, so only observed these situations play out from the sidelines.

I would say 9 times out of 10, the teacher had been getting wound up by a loud minority of little shits for 45 minutes before a relatively small incident would tip them over the edge. The teacher of course gets the blame 30 years later for lashing out at a kid with a 'strong sense of justice'

I have a couple of incidents where I was falsely blamed for things that others had done, and it annoys me still. But for the most part I think people getting shouted at had it coming to them.

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Turbulent-Diver5937@reddit

I was the quiet kid as well I wouldn't have said boo to a ghost. My biggest fear in life was getting told off. And somehow I still managed it lol.

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Dutch_Slim@reddit

I have a child with “a strong sense of justice” too 💗

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RecentTwo544@reddit

If it helps, lean into it a little.

If they're ADHD like me (or autism, lots of cross-over) then it might seem like hell on earth and you wonder what is going to become of them.

I'm doing well in the music industry now having set my sights on it at about 13 years old. Fortunately parents and school ran with this idea from the start.

There is always an outlet for people with ADHD/autism, everything from creative industries to the intelligence services (a HUGE number of whom are neurodivergent so I'm told) so it's just a case of finding the right path. The worst mistake is to simply run the numbers and assume they want to do a boring university degree then go into a boring job like everyone else.

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Dutch_Slim@reddit

Thanks. Current hurdle is a lack of interest in anything much beyond sleep, TikTok and group calls with her mates at 3am…😵‍💫

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RecentTwo544@reddit

Top tip on Tiktok - if she's got any hobbies or interests, again lean into that. My Tiktok feed has been carefully curated so it's entirely stuff related to work and hobbies. I never see any brainrot pop up. Tiktok can be a force for good, but you need to tame it.

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Lumpy_Maintenance69@reddit

I've got Aspergers and I think it was in year 8 I was talking over the English teacher so she sent me outside. She came out and asked why I kept talking over her so without thinking of my answer I came out with the first thing to enter my head which was

"I keep talking over you because you never shut up".

I got told off and a weeks break and dinner detentions for that.

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Impossible_Volume811@reddit

When I was about 12 I went with my dad in the car to get some shopping.

On the way down the High Street he pulled in at the kerb while I got out and posted a letter for him.
When I got back in the car he pulled out into the slow town traffic while I was still reaching for the seatbelt.

A policeman on the pavement just 25 feet along had seen us and signalled us to stop and for me to wind down my window. It was literally four seconds after I got in and by this time I’d already put my seatbelt on.

He then told me off for not having my seatbelt on before the car pulled into traffic. Made a big deal of how I was in the wrong and this was a warning. Entirely directed at me, the 12 year old passenger. Not the driver.

My spineless father just sat there, knowing it was entirely his responsibility as the driver, didn’t take any responsibility for his impatience and didn’t apologise to me afterwards either.

Dicks.

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bloodsoakedgown@reddit

My dad gave 6 year old me a hiding for forgetting to bring my mums Mother’s Day present into her bedroom in the morning when I woke up. I ran to grab it as soon as I remembered but it was too late lol.

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bazza_alonso@reddit

I have an extremely vivid memory of being in either Year 1 or Year 2 and misunderstanding what “joined up handwriting” was. Being a little tryhard I remember working really hard one lesson to join up not only every letter but also every word.

Must have finished early because I remember really excitedly and proudly showing my teacher only for her to laugh in my face in quite an annoyed manner and then aggressively gather the entire class to look over at us before making me stand up (on a chair possibly? Quite traumatic so maybe I’ve added that detail - either way it felt like everyone could see all of me haha) and show my page to everyone whilst she said that this was exactly not what to do. She didn’t explain to me, or anyone, why this was wrong, then she ripped the entire page out and told me to start again.

Despite being a silly mistake, I was what? 7 years old at most? It really stuck with me for ages and made me quite nervous to show my work to anyone for quite a few years. I feel like it was quite mad for the time too, this would only have been 2010/2011 haha.

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gigglesmcsdinosaur@reddit

At about 6 or 7 years old, an effeminate lad used to get bullied by some of the boys in school. After we got a collective 'talking to', he was a bit reluctant to come down the stairs with all of us so I said "You can come down here Edward". He misheard it as "can't" and told a teacher so I got dragged in front of the head, my parents called then a bollocking from my mum when I got picked up.

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Simbooptendo@reddit

Stuttering, farting and forgetting my pen

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slimboyslim9@reddit

I got in a world of trouble for cracking an egg on a girl’s head in home tech. Which is understandable except that I had already cracked the egg and used it in a cake, cleaned and dried out the shell, therefore making it a harmless prank.

Her mother apparently told the school she was washing egg out of her hair for hours, which I knew for a fact was a lie. But nobody listened to my side of the story.

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Icy_Obligation4293@reddit

Even if there was egg in her hair, "hours" is clearly insane. Mollycoddling people like this goes on for the rest of our life, unfortunately.

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slimboyslim9@reddit

Yeah when my head of year said that, I couldn’t believe she and the parent actually attempted to level that at me when it was clearly nonsense.

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Jonny_rhodes@reddit

Reading some of these comments has reminded me of more things that irrationally spark a flame inside me

One summer day in school I was told to by a teacher this is the last time I’ll let you to fuck your damned shirt in. I said to the teacher I hadn’t seen her for at least a week, it was a fair sized school and a weird shape, she had a classroom at the end of a sort of wing of the school As I wasn’t in her class and only had one class even on that corridor and it was the opposite end I literally had not seen her for a week. I got 2 weeks of detention for “my attitude” In the detention she wanted 1000 lines per day saying I will tuck In shirt and not disrespect my elders.

After the second day I explained the situation to my dad and he said you won’t be doing these detentions and if she wants to know why I’ll happily tell the old cow where she can fuck

Another was a substitute teacher, whilst he was writing on the board someone made turkey noises And somebody else shouted turkey neck The whole class was roaring with laughter because well he had a turkey neck …

He decided I’d done both the noise and the name calling and gave me a week of detention, whatever teacher gives the detention is meant to host it if that’s the right expression. I questioned how I could do both a noise and a voice at the same time ? Don’t know Did the voice sound like me ? No …. But then whose voice was it ? I don’t know they did it in a silly voice … Then it was you!

Anyway first day of detention he’s there Says I have to right a letter to apologise I said I was sorry about his very large unfortunately shaped neck and that he had such a complex about it. He didn’t even read the damn letter He said I’d do the same every day until it was over

Went to detention next day he’s nowhere to be found, asked several teachers from that corridor nobody had seen him Went to the office, yeah he was only sub for that day because the person he was covering was back, so they had to hold the detention instead. When they found out they had to do detention with me for an hour and would be in rush hour traffic home they were annoyed too

They said they were sure it was an overtime tactic (from what they said substitute teachers get paid for every hour they’re in the school for a purpose, detention counts but marking work wouldn’t, so if they have a detention and mark the work they get paid an extra hour). They asked what had happened, I explained my side, they said a substitute gave a detention to a random student because an unknown student took the piss ? They asked why would they punish one person not a whole class ? I said I didn’t know He said it’s a lot easier to have one person sat here and ignore them for an hour to make money than 30… plus the more you keep behind the more chances you’ll get parental complaints. 30 complaints of collective punishment are considerably worse than 1 complaint of unfair punishment for nothing.

After 10 minutes he stood up said this is bloody ridiculous and said I could go home Detention for the week was cancelled and “that fat old turkey neck fuck can swivel making me stay for 6 hours for free when he got paid for his hour. Fuck him useless twat. Oh you didn’t hear that” Didn’t hear a thing sir cya

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Fish_Minger@reddit

Miss Kelly accused me of writing on a desk when I was about 9.

I didn't.

I was made to clean it off and sand down the whole desk in my lunch break. I told her repeatedly that it wasn't me but she didn't believe me.

It infuriates me that not once did she even consider that it may have been someone else and I was telling the truth. No effort was made to find out who it really was. Fuck you Miss Kelly.

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Simbooptendo@reddit

I had a Miss Kelly. In senior school. An absolute cow

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wonder181016@reddit

Why are you naming her?

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Cow_Launcher@reddit

I'll start by saying that my experience here was from dating a teacher in the 1990s.

Primary school teachers generally weren't trained particularly well with children asserting themselves when they faced injustice.

The attitude seemed to be that the children must be controlled at any cost, and that admitting were right made them arrogant and testy. Giving them any sort of agency will undermine the teacher's authority, which leads to chaos.

I really hope that's not the case anymore.

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Leader_Bee@reddit

Take solace that she is probably dead now.

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readingthreads12@reddit

I ended up sanding down a desk, but yeah… that one was on me.

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LovelyBunnyx@reddit

Surely the handwriting wouldn’t have matched with yours also

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weightgain40000@reddit

Similar happened to me my brother scratched my name into a leathery surface on a desk at home, i could tell because i didnt do it and it was his hand writing and my dad was shouting at me about it and i was like thats brothers handwriting and he was like not believing me and said well why would he do that?? I dunno cos hes a fucking dick head?

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No_Height_2408@reddit

Named and shamed.

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paolog@reddit

Fuck you Miss Kelly

Which you wrote on the underside of that newly sanded desk, right?

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Fish_Minger@reddit

I couldn't possibly comment.

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Over-Language2599@reddit

I was made to sand down a desk but OK that one was my fault.

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Fish_Minger@reddit

Did you have a teacher called Miss Kelly? Was it you?

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Over-Language2599@reddit

It must have been standard practice, back in the day. It was Mr B (I don't remember the name, but it began with B). Badger? Butler? Something like that.

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Wonderful-Bonus5439@reddit

I still make kids sand off the graffiti they create on my benches

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DoctorWhofan789eywim@reddit

I think things like this are really important experiences for kids to learn that adults make mistakes too and should not automatically be trusted.

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

I was told off for using a protractor to draw a circle in a sketch, because we should've done it freehand.

Thing is, I did do it freehand.

I just am very good at drawing perfect circles. I'm otherwise shite at sketching or anything artistic really, but perfect circles I can do very well.

I was actually given detention for it and shouted at.

Mrs Price can get tae fuck.

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Kitkatchunky78@reddit

I have a similar kinda opposite. I had to draw a treble clef and tried to do it from memory instead of copying one. It was shite. I told the teacher I drew it ‘without looking’ (as in without looking at one to copy the shape) and she thought I meant I had my eyes closed or was looking away from what I was doing.

Mad that you got a detention for that bro.

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

That brings back memories.

I could maybe draw a treble clef today though it wouldn't be very good!

The advantage of playing guitar is we mainly read tabs rather than sheets!

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Kitkatchunky78@reddit

Ooh I didn’t know that about guitar. Awesome instrument to play. I had piano lessons but stopped playing many many years ago which I regret. I still draw treble clefs whenever I’m doodling now after all these years. I got better at it 😂

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

I bought a guitar on Sunday, after having not played in over 15 years.

I am awful now, not that I was ever amazing, but it is still enjoyable :)

Never too late to pick up an instrument again mate!

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Kitkatchunky78@reddit

That’s so cool, what made you decide to buy it?

I bought a large keyboard for my daughter a while ago and had a mess around on it, I couldn’t remember anything. Looked at some sheet music & had totally forgotten how to interpret it. Chords gone. Songs I used to play from memory gone. It’s been about 30 years so maybe that’s a tad too long to hold on to the knowledge & muscle memory etc. it made me feel quite sad. Good luck with the guitar though 🫶🏼

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

I'd been thinking for a few months that I should get back in to some sort of music. I've played guitar before so it made the most sense!

What I really want is an instrument I can easily take hiking, like a flute, but I live rurally and finding a music teacher would be a pain and blah blah excuses!

Yep, I was exactly the same getting this guitar mate. I couldn't even remember how to hold a pick properly! I'm back on learning Smoke On The Water, possibly the easiest guitar tune to play 😅

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Kitkatchunky78@reddit

I have an image of someone gleefully playing a flute now on a picturesque hill, I’m loving the idea!

Now another embarrassing anecdote, I never knew the name of that song you mentioned but had heard it a few times when out in noisy places etc. for the longest time I thought it was ‘slow running water’. I’ll see myself out…

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

It sounds silly but that's actually what I'd like it for! I enjoy a bit of mindfulness in the morning and I live in Scotland. I could easily be up a hill playing the flute at sunrise and not bother anyone! It would also be great to have in bothies. Nice fire going, good craic with strangers, and a bit of a sing song.

Haha tbf it happens to be my genre of music but I wouldn't expect most people my age or younger to know the same of it. If you go into a guitar shop though it's probably in the top 5 songs played by customers trying out guitars, along with Wonderwall for the acoustic players, Sweet Child of Mine for the solo pros, and Enter Sandman for the rhythm guitarists.

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Kitkatchunky78@reddit

The intro bit to smoke on the water is so deep, is that a bass guitar?

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

The main line is rhythm guitar but I can see why you'd remember it as bass!

I played this track at my first gig, during which I got searched by the police for drugs. I didn't know my rights back then as they had absolutely no grounds to search me, and which I was vindicated for by being found drug (and alcohol, as a 15 year old) free!

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Kitkatchunky78@reddit

Wow that’s so cool that you played gigs at such a young age. And I can relate to that lovely feeling of vindication when someone is suspicious of you and you can prove them wrong, even if it wasn’t warranted in the first place 👊

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10tonterry@reddit

Pics or it didn’t happen

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

Alas I don't think I have any school records because I don't keep that sort of thing! Next time I'm back at my mum's in Wales I can check her attic but I've cleared it out twice already and I'm pretty sure my schoolwork went on a fire in the garden :D

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laughinggrvy@reddit

I think they meant prove you can draw a perfect freehand circle.

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daisy-sock@reddit

I think they just want you to draw us a circle lol

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

Oh I see. I can give it a shot. Though I don't think it'll be quite as impressive a 33 year old drawing a nice circle as it was 8 year old me doing it haha

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daisy-sock@reddit

I think anyone drawing a perfect circle freehand is pretty impressive regardless of age

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avocad0-o@reddit

I love how without knowing anything else about you out with this post, I can tell that you are also Scottish 👋🏻😂

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laughinggrvy@reddit

"Outwith" is another Scottish tell. I used to get annoyed at Word underlining it with a red squiggle in my uni work. It's a perfectly cromulent word!

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

I am actually not Scottish! I am Welsh, but I do now live in the Highlands :)

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AirConEngineer@reddit

Do you mean a compass?

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

Oh yes I do actually!

Though I suppose you can draw a decent circle with a protractor, used twice.

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paolog@reddit

You should have drawn some more perfect circles in front of Mrs Price. Though teachers being what they are, she'd have probably doubled down and given you double detention

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

I think I was a bit too upset to be honest and nearly in tears.

I was never a naughty pupil normally so getting into trouble was scary!

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hhfugrr3@reddit

Lol just reminded me of the time we were told to draw our bedroom. I got told off because "it looks like a technical plan not art"... I mean, my bedroom was full of straight lines, I don't know what to tell you, miss.

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

Also like unless you list in an oasthouse isn't pretty much every bedroom a series of straight lines?!

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8_string_menace@reddit

I had something similar, but it was straight lines rather than circles. Mr Reed can get fucked to.

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Winston_Carbuncle@reddit

That's a mental thing to give someone a detention over even if you did do it lol

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

Yep.

The school's head teacher was very arts focussed. She was a lovely person. There's no way she'd have given me detention and I'm sure she would've believed me as well.

The deputy head teacher, who was supervising this sketching session, was not so friendly.

When I started there we had no school uniform because the artsy head teacher wanted us all to be unique. There actually wasn't any bullying about what people wore, despite this being used as a justification for school uniforms. When the head teacher left, the deputy head took over and immediately brought in a school uniform, and suddenly, bullying people about how short their trousers were etc became more common. It was also a fucking ugly uniform. Thankfully I moved up to high school a year later and didn't have to deal with Mrs Price again.

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wonder181016@reddit

Being accused of fighting, because I was next to people, while one of the true culprits got away with it... because girls never fight, do they....

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Darthblaker7474@reddit

I didn't give some old biddie the trolley I was returning so I could get my quid back.

"You'll be found out one day!" she said to me.

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vasior@reddit

My art teacher, Mr Sutton, accused me of being lazy because I hadn’t coloured in my drawing. I had intentionally left it in greyscale, as it looked good and I thought adding colour would spoil the aesthetic. He was pretty mean about it.

From then on, I hated Art at school.

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SatisfactionMoney426@reddit

In one art class we had to draw a B&W scene from a Black and White Minstrells show - weird, but it was the 1970s. Anyway I chose black paper to draw on as I thought it would be different - I got a bollocking for being lazy !

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EpponeeRae@reddit

How in the hell is that any lazier than using white paper!?!? Furious on your behalf

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NancyIsAFurry@reddit

Oh I had an RE teacher who whined about my drawing for my contribution to the "If God was an X, He would be a Y" poster not being in colour. I then proceeded to colour it in and she told me off.

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vasior@reddit

That's horrible!

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Ur_favourite_psycho@reddit

My first day of secondary school. I existed through the entrance door. I was quite tall and the teacher must've assumed I was older and knew where I was going.

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Dazz316@reddit

reported for illegal language

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

In primary school I was told off for saying, "Oh my god."

We were doing painting, and we have two guest artist people in, and they were very religious, and when I was impressed with their painting I said oh my god and they went and got my teacher who told me not to say that. About half an hour I looked at their work again and say oh my god again and this time was told to get back into class instead of helping with the art work.

Of course I said it again. I was like 8 years old with the memory of a goldfish and the vocabulary of, well, an 8 year old.

This primary school was great in that our head teacher was very arts focussed. But they didn't half take themselves too seriously about some things.

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Lumpy_Maintenance69@reddit

My mum told me off on a bus because a nun got on and sat in front of us, which coincidentally had to happen as I started singing The Devil Went Down To Georgia at the top of my voice.

I was about 9 at the time.

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

Fucking lol. I wouldn't even tell you off for that as I'd be too busy laughing.

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Dans77b@reddit

Can you imagine snitching on an 8 yr old as an adult? What a chode.

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

It was a male and a female. I have hazy memory and obviously at age 8 not much relationship awareness but I think they were spouses.

The female was the one who robbed me in (twice). The bloke didn't seem that bothered.

I get that they found it insulting and as an adult I wouldn't repeat a phrase I knew someone was finding offensive because of their religion. But I was 8 or 9 and I thought it was a bit harsh.

My teacher didn't even explain what the problem was properly. It was only a few months later at parents' evening that it was explained fully.

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Dans77b@reddit

Funny thing is, if she explained to you that you shouldn't say that, it might have been a learning experience that stuck with you (even if the lesson was a load of old bollocks)

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

So after I said it the first time, I was told I'm not allowed to say it. But I wasn't told why.

The issue I have on reflection is that I was 8 or 9 at the time. If I told my 9 year old niece that she shouldn't say something, she would take it on board, but she'd forget it fairly quickly. At that age their vocabulary is hardly Shakespeare level and they just get into the habit of saying certain things. I wouldn't be surprised if I had to remind her a couple of times before it left her sort of muscle memory for the day.

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Dans77b@reddit

'Oh my god' is basically a vocal tick for me haha.

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ClarifyingMe@reddit

Growing up with racist teachers they'll find any reason. One of my earliest memories is age 6, I got blamed for being pushed by someone who was jealous I was winning in a race against them. She was always horrendous to me and other non-white students. It's so annoying to me that I only remember her name and have forgotten the names of all the teacher who treated me well because of how nasty she was.

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secretrebel@reddit

When I was about 6 there were these older kids aged 10 who were monitors. And I really liked one of them called Jane so I smiled when she was in charge of our group. And she got me sent to the headteacher’s office where I was told off for “laughing at a monitor”. Never smiled at her again.

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Able_While_974@reddit

Spilling a pot of paint in infant school. There was about 6 of us round the table and I got the blame when it wasn't me. I got a smack from the teacher for it.

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motoringeek@reddit

I was told off for riding my bike on the footpath

...

By an old man, riding his bike on the same footpath!

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mierneuker@reddit

Memory triggered!

I was 8 and riding my bike just ahead of my family. My mum had told us "don't ride on the roads, you're not old enough". So when I came to a car parked across the pavement as some old guy washed it I did the only logical thing, went through his empty flowerbed to avoid the car and the road (just mud, no flowers). He yelled at me, so I rode off. Apparently 20 seconds later he yelled at my mum too for my behaviour... My sister told me she gave him a piece of her mind for parking so inconsiderately (there was plenty of space on his drive further up, in hindsight I'm guessing he wanted to have his car fully on a slope so the water would run off, and putting it on the pavement achieved that).

It doesn't really fill the brief as my mum had my back there, I just remembered it for the first time in many years and wanted to share.

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bluebellwould@reddit

Solid mum. Fantastic

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BeautifulHippogriff@reddit

When I was around 10 years old, I was sat next to my best friend in music class. One of the girls in the class had just done a singing exam, and the music teacher asked her to sing it to the class. I was genuinely impressed and turned to my friend and whispered "She's really good!" We were both immediately called up and told off for 'laughing and making fun' of this girl, and sent to the back of the class and told to face the wall. Teacher refused to listen to us when we tried to explain. Still sad poor Abby probably thought we were making fun of her performance.

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AdThat328@reddit

In Year 4 someone in my class snatched the glue stick I was using out of my hand so I grabbed his jumper to tell him to give it back and he punched me in the face. I got told off for "starting it" and had to sit out of the activity and read.

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Fweetheart@reddit

I got on the bus with an expired bus pass not realising it was out of date. It was first thing in the morning, I had headphones on, got on and flashed the bus pass and went upstairs.

The driver stopped the bus and came upstairs to have a go at me in front of everyone and accused me of pretending I couldn't hear him initially, even though I clearly had headphones on.

Still winds me up as I was such a goody twoshoes as a kid and I was absolutely mortified.

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NeilDeWheel@reddit

I was dumped from a lead roll in the school play because I took the roll too seriously.

I was to play the troll in the ’Billy Goats Gruff’ in infants School. I knew the troll hides under the bridge that the billy goats cross over so six year old me hid under the long, balance bench that was being used as the bridge. I would jump up to proclaim “Who’s that trip trapping across my bridge?” when the goats tried to cross.

The teacher didn’t like the fact I hid, saying I should crouch beside the bench. I tried to say that the troll hides under his bridge so I should hide under the bench. She was having non of it and as I stuck up for my artistic integrity she sacked me off from a leading role and made me into a blade of grass, instead.

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PoinkPoinkPoink@reddit

My dad was once telling one of my younger cousins off for doing something, I can’t remember what, but I knew he hadn’t done whatever it was. I interrupted my dad, told him the cousin was innocent. My dad carried on telling the cousin off then when he was done he told me off even worse for contradicting him.

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xpltvdeleted@reddit

School test. Teacher read my 'a' as a 2 despite the fact every where else on the paper my a was written the same way and docked a mark.

It wasn't even a big test and it wasn't even the difference between pass or fail. It was just the first moment I thought 'you're a fucking buffoon and you're 100pc wrong and you're accusing me of lying' about a teacher and there was nothing I could do about it.

Still irks me.

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Ballbag94@reddit

Got a sad face on the board for calling a chair stupid, apparently name calling was inappropriate even if not directed at a living creature

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Realistic-Syrup-6229@reddit

My 5th grade teacher accused me of cheating in front of the class because I got the highest score. Bitch hated me because my family was poor. When she broke her leg mid year my life got much easier.

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Bananaterracottafly@reddit

In Primary school another girl slapped me across the face and when I told the teacher I got in trouble for it

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Choice-Lemon4500@reddit

I remember when my younger sister and I were told off for not using the toilet brush (I think was about 6, given where we lived at the time). I remember being reprimanded, although I didn't know what it was used for at that age, because no one had ever told me. Still didn't find out during the telling off, but made me nervous to use the toilet afterwards. Got told off quite a bit for not magically knowing things though.

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Braveasalion@reddit

I have two. When I was 5 I was amusing myself jumping from the dining room (L shaped room, open plan) into the living room. I got blamed for a plastic bag being in the dog basket ( nowhere near me) and sent to bed without any tea by my awful steomother. Also, aged 7\8 doing a spelling test: I said that the word we'd been asked to spell was on the wall. Teacher's response was ' you've got a big mouth (first name and surname). Not my fault you hadn't noticed (stupid dumb teacher).

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zonked282@reddit

My cat once walked on the mantle piece and knocked off and smashed one of my mum's fancy glass figurines, I was grounded and lost my playstation for it.

Their justification, I had apparently shot my action man's little plastic gun at the cat the night before and that's why it broke my mum's figure. Fucking WHAT

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Round_Grand_4716@reddit

I had a dog that used to go and wee on the bed if she was told off.

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Scotchnittenpoopen@reddit

Who’s bed?

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Round_Grand_4716@reddit

My parents

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Scotchnittenpoopen@reddit

Brilliant!! Dogs are amazingly weird!

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Different-Use-5185@reddit

I can already imagine your cat grinning at you as you were told off the evil barstewards…

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pregnantandsick@reddit

My English teacher told me off for misspelling Shakespeare. Grew up and learnt even he didn't know how to spell his name. Annoyed me ever since.

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Comics4Cookies@reddit

When I was a kid my dad grounded me for leaving the kitchen light on, I didnt. As a teen he accused me of stealing snacks from his bedroom, I didnt. Then at 18 he accused me of doing meth, never seen it before in my life.

Really until right now I didnt notice the pattern...

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cvslfc123@reddit

Back in Year 7 we went on an overnight school camp in Chalfont. At the same time, there was also a special needs school staying there.

That night, some of the kids from that group went into the boys’ toilets and pooed in the urinals, and also shoved trousers down the toilets. Of course, my entire form got blamed for it — including me. As punishment, we weren’t allowed to go swimming, which was the main thing I’d been looking forward to.

We were about to be sent home, until one of the teachers finally realised what had actually happened.

Whoever invented collective punishment is a wanker

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lavender_cookie_@reddit

My brother's got into a fight. And I got slapped by my mother for it. I had nothing to do with it and was in bed having a nap. They were in the garden. Make it make sense 🤣🤦‍♀️

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Mr_Cheddlington@reddit

I’ve told this story before, but I once offered ‘melancholy’ when asked to suggest another word for ‘sad’. I was told I’d made it up 😡

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Optimuswolf@reddit

This reminds me of when, having played a match in our local tennis tournament aged 14, I told my mom, who was sitting with some of the other tennis club folk, that i was knackered.

She looked at me like I'd pulled my shorts down and deposited a steaming turd in front of them. In her eyes it was a bad swear word. I am going to remind her of this in the memory book I'm writing, so thanks for the reminder!

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Frantastic79@reddit

I was also told off for saying knackered, by a teacher. My dad would not allow any use of the word "bloody", even in a literal context. Like if you cut yourself and said: "My arm's all bloody," you'd be told off for "using it as an excuse to swear."

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itwasntme__@reddit

Knackered and pee were swear words when I was growing up. The irony is my mother would bollock me along the lines of "if I hear you use that fucking word again..." I'm one of 5 kids and none of us speak to her today.

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Optimuswolf@reddit

Oh sorry to hear that. my mom was and is lovely, but both my parents were lovingly puritanical in many ways that baffle me. She's only sworn in front on me maybe twice in a lifetime. Although I don't swear in front of my kids, I'm not going to get angry if they do, they gotta forge their own path.

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eepynomi@reddit

on a school trip in year 5. a group of us ask the teaching assistant if we can use the vending machine to get some chocolate. she says yes.

cut to less than 2 minutes later when the headteacher spots us with our spoils. she asks where we got them from. vending machine. 'who said you could use it?' miss whatsherface did. 'she wouldn't say that, she knows you're not allowed to use the vending machine.'

headteacher confiscated all our chocolates and said we'd get them back the next day. we saw the staff eating our chocolates a few minutes later. still angry about it to this day.

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Libertefromthesea@reddit

Couldn't go to District sports when I was a kid because my mum couldn't afford the petrol to get me there. My sports teacher asked in front of the class why I wasn't going. I couldn't face telling him in front of everyone and just said 'I don't know, I just can't come'. I was 9 and didn't know the teachers wife had just left him. He proceeded to have a full on mental breakdown at me, throwing his hands around, sweating, full on screaming at me to the point he was dizzy. To make things worse I was the new kid at school. I never forgave him, and now I'm an adult I can't imagine shouting at a child the way he did to me. I was absolutley petrified.

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Upbeat_Branch_4231@reddit

Every thing where I was not told in advance that it was wrong to do it. Being Autistic I didn't instinctively know the rules.

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jestem_julkaaaa@reddit

Not autistic or diagnosed with anything and I'm only annoyed that I wasnt explained what i did wrong or why something was wrong like I got so much shit for repeating or saying things in a harmless manner genuinely not knowing what it meant in school (I was between 8-10). I'd get told off not to do or say something but never why like how do you expect me to know the meaning behind things ive never even been taught about before

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Lumpy_Maintenance69@reddit

Like when you dont know how to spell a word so the teacher tells you to use a dictionary and you think how can I find a word in the dictionary if I cant spell it?

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jestem_julkaaaa@reddit

I've never had this luckily but I'd get told off for saying words that I didnt even know was a bad word and only found out years later why what I said was considered bad

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RedditRantPhase@reddit

Mrs B called upon the whole assembly of 150ish kids after play break lining up to see "WHo HAD ThESE CriSp!!??" (holding up the empty packet) my dumb young ass (7ish?) came forward because I did indeed have these crisp (think it was tomato space raiders) She then went on a ramble about littering. I tried to interrupt because in my pocket was my empty packet (phew not mine innocent with evidence!) Buuuuut nope! Shouting intensified in front of everyone I was shut down with no input and honestly it was so long ago I cant recall how I handled that... but hey I then grew into adolescence with debilitating social anxiety and social fears. Oh and I guess every one at the time assumed I was a litter-er even though I'm far from that. ..Frick that scenario.

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prustage@reddit

On the way home from school I passed a local church and could see smoke and flames through the window. I went to a telephone box (before mobile) and phoned 999. I was about 9 and had a little squeaky voice.

The operator simply didn't believe me. I kept insisting that the church was on fire and they needed to send a fire engine. The operator told me off, told me I was in a lot of trouble, that the police could come and arrest me for making "prank emergency calls" - I didn't even know what that meant!.

In the end I gave up, went and sat by the roadside and watched the church burn down.

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Fit_Adhesiveness7307@reddit

I’m autistic, and one of my longtime special interests has been languages and linguistics.

I went to a strict girls’ grammar school. In Year 9 aged 13, I came across an amazing website while browsing in the computer room. It listed all the swear words and obscene expressions for every known language.

I clicked through that site throughout my lunch hour, and felt so thrilled with the way there were so many obvious cognates (words that are derived from a common root) in various language groups, as well as the themes of what each language considers swear words. For example, some have a lot of religious references such as “hell” and “damn”, but others go more for sexual acts, genitalia and insulting their victim’s mother.

Of course, I couldn’t possibly not use the nice school laser printer to quickly print out all those 100+ pages of fascinating information. The teacher, Mrs Yates, looked occupied and not checking the printer.

Three-quarters of the way through the printing, when I was SO close to being able to stuff the papers in my bag to peruse later, Mrs Yates did indeed notice the printer. “Who’s printing all this?” she asked the full computer room loudly. Then she turned the pages over and just gasped in horror and disgust as she read some of the words.

Stricken, all I could do was hunch in my seat until inevitably I was discovered when she checked the username doing the printing. Mrs Yates already didn’t like me purely because I accidentally interrupted her while she was talking in our first ever lesson with her.

It did not go well. I was sent to the head of year, so that she could also express her horror and disgust to me. The head of year told me she’d be phoning my house tonight to speak to my parents.

That night, sure enough the call from an unrecognised number came. I’d already primed my mum not to answer it. My mum didn’t want the hassle any more than I did, as she knew that I was a) weird and b) unusually interested in languages. My dad didn’t live at home because my parents are divorced. So I fortunately got away with that part that I’d been dreading, at least.

The true injustice, though? Is that they confiscated my FASCINATING, REVELATORY printed pages that would have taught me so much about language 😭. And I was banned from using that computer room again. Never found that website again.

Mrs Yates, if you’re reading this: I only wanted to study linguistics and the etymology of rude words! That’s not disgusting or immoral and you shouldn’t have humiliated me in front of everyone like that. 😡

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over-it2989@reddit

Had a babysitter who was an utter cunt. She had a daughter a year older than me who was also just like her mother. I was a very shy 5 year old who didn’t do anything without permission because I never wanted to be told off. While I was at her house her daughter said “do you like peaches? You can have one of those peaches on the counter if you want one.” I said no at first and she kept saying “it’s ok, my mam said it’s fine. Just have one.” So I believed her.

Fast forward to me finishing eating it while we played in the garage and her mom spots me eating. She snatches my arm and says “what’s that?!” I told her that her daughter said that she’d said it was ok, her daughter starts full on denying it. The mom then just loses her shit and starts shouting at me and calls me a thief and a liar and to wait until my mom hears about this. And her daughter is stood behind her smirking while I’m in tears.

Long story short my mom didn’t believe me either. Bastards.

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Forever_a_Kumquat@reddit

In junior school.in the early 90s, I was talking to my friend about a packet of crisps (legendary salt and shake for info) and another kid who happened to walk past thought I said something about him and his particular ethnicity that may sound very similar to "packet". He told the teacher and she promptly gave me a bollocking.

I had no clue what the other word even was at this point so my legitimate protestations of innocence went unheeded and ended up with a detention for dishonesty too. I was utterly confused and felt completely let down by the entire system.. til this day my utterly unfair labelling of being a massive racist leaves a slight sour taste in my mouth.

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Shimozah@reddit

I had a similar thing at primary. I was accused of saying a slur to someone of a particular faith on the playground in Year 4 and got in a whole lot of trouble and dropped from the football team as a result because it was a privelege I no longer deserved. Everyone in my year knew why. Thing is I had a tough upbringing so was a bit of a rough and tumble kid which must have made it easier to believe, but I had no idea what that person's religion was (Year 6 student, so really didn't interact with them) or why being that religion would be a bad thing. Just got in more trouble for refusing to 'admit' what I'd done. Was forced to apologise to the student and parents too, with the head present.

Still see that teacher around from time to time and feel my blood start to boil. Also lost any motivation to play football throughout my schooling after that.

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TeHNeutral@reddit

Tell the teacher they're a piece of shit every time you see them

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NancyIsAFurry@reddit

When I was in year 8 a Christian girl in my maths class decided she was gonna fast during Ramadan to understand what it's like. However I only heard her say she was fasting and asked her why when she's a Christian and she accused me of saying black people can't fast.

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RummazKnowsBest@reddit

In year 6 my friend and I were doing a stupid dance by the gates (as stupid kids do) and one of the mothers who didn’t speak English thought we were mocking her (we didn’t even see her) so, with her daughter translating, told us she’d take us to the head teacher to report us.

Off we went, completely perplexed as to what we’d done. My pathetic cry of “But we haven’t done anything” just before we went inside swayed her and we were told she’d let us off this time but we’d better not do it again.

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EMILLKSLEEPA@reddit

First day of secondary school our teacher fainted suddenly and we we're all moved to the music room.

While in the music room they let us play around the the keyboards. One kid who was autistic attracted the attention some arseholes who unplugged his keyboard and convinced him he broke it and is ganna get in a lot of trouble.

The poor kid had a meltdown and no one would own up to what happened, so we all got held back an hour after school. Then the next day got absolutely torn apart by the head teacher about bullying people, especially a disabled person. Following week we had whole school assembly talking about discrimination.

One thing that pissed me off was the head teacher said something to the affect of 'as an autistic person yourself I would have thought you'd have more understanding' in front of everyone. No one knew I was autistic as I'm high functioning. I then had 5 years of being bullied for something that if no one knew, no one would have said anything.

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rlyfckd@reddit

Reading this absolutely boiled my blood. I'm so angry on your behalf

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Over-Language2599@reddit

I was accused of licking my plate clean (school dinners) in primary school. For once I had actually enjoyed the lunch and eaten everything, but not licked it. Roast dinner, it was. Might be 60 years ago but I still remember.

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thecockmeister@reddit

Still remember a kid being told off for using a spoon to eat his beans with in reception. A fucking four year old ain't gonna know that's meant to be wrong.

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Over-Language2599@reddit

I just ate my evening meal with a spoon. It's much easier. I rarely use a knife and fork now. You were ahead of your time.

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buzyapple@reddit

I’m a firm believer that licking the plate after roast dinner is a perfectly expectable way to thing to do.

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PolarLocalCallingSvc@reddit

Reducing food waste.

You were ahead of your time my friend! :D

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Jaffadxg@reddit

Having a top knot hairstyle in school got me told off. “You’re not allowed to tie your hair up, the back and sided are too short”

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Skidchen@reddit

I chipped my tooth on a fairground ride when I was 14. I was a VERY quiet and timid youth and was never in trouble with teachers.

I was running my tongue over the newly chipped tooth when my PE teacher was shouting at the class and I was kept behind for smirking. I tried to explain that I was not smirking and I had chipped my tooth over the weekend but she wouldn’t let me go till I apologised.

It was so annoying since I was never, ever in trouble and was bullied by the kids who were. She knew that wasn’t me but stuck to her guns anyway. Hated being young. Was never listened to and lacked the will to stand up for myself.

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Adventurous-Read-765@reddit

I told my teacher we had a new computer, a Commodore PET (Early 1980s) I was told off for lying.

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Klutzy_Ad_8886@reddit

I was blamed for the turd that blocked the toilet in the caravan we temporarily lived in... I wasn't even big enough to make a monster of that size 😭

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BuGMoiDroit@reddit

Mrs Stephens, the reception teacher, sitting me on my own at a separate table and yelling at me to write my number ones properly (I was).

Fuck you, Mrs Stephens.

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Beebityboo@reddit

I got banned from the end of year 6 school trip to Lyme Regis because I brought in a book to show my friends that had ghost stories about it. Not even inappropriate, just spooky and I was obsessed with the paranormal. I sat in the class on my own for a whole week while my friends had the best time ever. My conspiracy is that because I’m disabled (and was more disabled then) that they used it as an excuse to not have to take me and deal with looking after me on the trip. This was nearly thirty years ago, and things were way less inclusive back then. I still cry about it at least once a year 😅

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boobiemilo@reddit

While washing our hands before lunch at primary school ‘William’ the headmasters son started howling like a wolf. Mrs Elgar swooped into the washroom and swept me up. She thrust me to the front of the classroom and waited for the rest of the pupils to return and line at the door to go to lunch. She the set about me with a ruler thrashing my hands and legs wildly for my animal like behaviour.

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koalaty3@reddit

I'm Deaf. My school was known for taking in Deaf students across the catchment zone. We had a specific department and would do activities in it sometimes, which included a Christmas BSL Sign & Sing performance. When I was in Year 11, I was told to remind the younger students of that week's rehearsal. OK. It was always after lunch in the tutorial period, but that week they decided to hold it in the lunch break itself, but they didn't tell me this detail. Obviously nobody showed up and I got shouted at. Apparently I should have asked when it was lol

It's ridiculously minor but still makes me rage thinking about it!

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Proper-Throwaway-23@reddit

Middle school in the middle of winter. One of the boys did something that offended our teacher during P.E and the teacher responded by making us all go and line up on the playground in our P.E shorts and t-shirts. It was sleeting and absolutely freezing cold. He had the audacity to put on his sweatshirt and a coat before ranting at us out there for what felt like an eternity but was probably about 20 mins in reality. My mild chest infection ended up becoming pneumonia within 48 hours and I had to have weeks off school and several days in hospital. This is the same teacher who would always find some minor indescretion amongst the girls that meant all of us had to wait to go and get changed for swimming until after the boys were in the pool. He would then throw the group changing room open and leer at us, telling us to hurry up. The boys in the poor would all peer in at us girls in whatever we could grab to cover what was left of our modesty. To this day, about 30 years later, I struggle with my body thanks to the shit the boys in our class yelled at us from the pool.

Fark you very much Mr Greenfield, you revolting creature. I hope your genitals rotted off.

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porquenotengonada@reddit

I was in reception. My mum sent me in with a tube of smarties. I ate those smarties in one go and wanted to tell the dinnerlady. That crusty old you know what told me off for having sweets and I was to tell my mum never to pack them again. It felt like she’d cast aspersions on my mum’s judgement. It’s been like. Nearly three decades and I still find it quite horrible as a memory.

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deadliftbear@reddit

My maths teacher once shouted at me for “not listening” because I dared look down at my notes to check I’d understood her correctly. In her view, you were only listening if you were looking in her direction.

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Icy_Obligation4293@reddit

Reminds of when I'm bartending and ask for a customers order and every time I break eye contact they pause their order until I look at them again. Such a strange habit.

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BeneficialDonut3126@reddit

I was told that "crap" is a swear word and punished multiple times for it in school

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dX_iIi_Xb@reddit

I once went to my cousins house and lolled around on her bed, chatting and watching films whilst she counted money from her penny jar thing in her duvet.

Later that evening, I was watching TV with my parents and started tapping my pocket when I heard a jingling. When I looked what it was, it was less than £2 or so in coppers and silver.

When I showed my mum, she was furious and would not believe that I hadn't deliberately taken the money. She could not believe that money would roll into the pockets of my combat trousers.

Eventually I said that I had taken it just to end the situation. I told her years later and she laughed it off, barely remembering the event.

I can she why she didn't believe me, but it still pisses me off.

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Jonny_rhodes@reddit

While I was at swimming training I walked into the toilets and some older boys had been wadding up toilet paper soaking it in water and liquid hand soap and launching it at the ceiling, the ceiling was covered in paper mache type shite. I went to the urinal to pee as I turn round to walk to the sink my great uncle (one of the coach’s) walks in see’s the ceiling and instantly blames me … I said it wasn’t me he didn’t believe me He walked me out into the public foyer of the health centre wearing only speedos and soaking wet to berate me to my mum. They both screamed at me about it, I tried to explain that I had literally walked in 30 seconds earlier which he knew because he’s the fucking coach who’s just said I could go the toilet, so he thinks in that time I’ve managed to walk into the toilets, cover the entire ceiling with soaking gloopy toilet paper pee and then try to leave? He wasn’t having any of it They asked if it wasn’t you who was it I don’t know .. why don’t you know ? How am I meant to know that ? Did you see anyone ? Yeah Who was it ? I don’t know them … You’re lying then!

The fact these people are family, know that I wear strong glasses and can barely see past my nose without them, obviously I’m not wearing them to swim or go to the toilet, and I don’t even know the people who were there.

I got no pocket money and was banned from swim training for a month which wasn’t good for me or the swim team, my mum decided I could start going again as they were still charging us fees but my great uncle disagreed and said that we had to pay and I wasn’t allowed to swim, I could only sit on the side and watch for over 2 hours multiple times a week. I just jumped in fully clothed and started swimming, I didn’t do anything wrong and was being punished for it in multiple ways, like I cared at that point. He went ballistic about dirtying the pool it would have to be completely drained and filled with new water and they’d have to scrub the tiles. Even as a child I did not believe that in the slightest, I said if he wanted me out he’d have to remove me himself … From this day on my relationship with him was shite to say the least, he’d be a cunt as much as he could, he got old and died of cancer, I felt nothing

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StuckWithThisOne@reddit

Got told off for “bullying” a girl who had actually been bullying me for years. She kept ditching me in school and generally being a bitch. I did it to her once because I’d had enough, she cried to the teachers, me and another friend were dragged in individually to talk to our year head, and he refused to let us leave until we cried. He said he’d “cracked the bully exterior”.

My mum, who knew all about this other girl as we’d been to primary together also, marched into school the following Monday alongside the mother of the other girl who’d been made to cry and basically tore them a new one. They apologised and made the other girl change classes.

Insane thing was he was actually a nice guy generally. He thought he was doing the right thing. But intentionally making an 11 year old girl cry when you’ve got no idea of the actual backstory is fucking wild.

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ImaginarySun9965@reddit

Stealing a rubber. It was Neil M. And he knew I knew he did it but I didn’t snitch 🤣

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Flapparachi@reddit

That ‘bum’ was a bad word. It’s ‘bottom’.

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Burgh_Girl7@reddit

My brother and I dumped our Halloween candy on my parents floor and I got spanked so hard, my feet never touched the stairs as I flew up them. Still remember not talking to my dad who did the spanking or looking at him for 5 days. I ate PB & J for 6 days so I could avoid them.

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Downtown-BT-83@reddit

When I was about 8/9, a kid at school kept calling me & my friend “bumboclaat”. One of us gave him a shove & he went to the teacher about it.

We told the teacher that he had been “insulting us in another language” she asked what he said, so we repeated it & the boy said we had made the word up & we were being racist. The teacher had apparently never heard of the word, so me & my mate Amerjit got detention & lines.

Both of our parents had words with the school about that. The boy never got in any trouble.

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Alert_Mine7067@reddit

My friend farted in French class, he blamed me, the teacher believed him, so I was shouted at and thrown out of class for it. As I was standing in the corridor, a senior teacher came walking along the corridor and also gave me a bollocking, THEN I got spoken to after class and got a detention.

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ViscountGris@reddit

Drinking a 0.0015% strength lemonade shandy at school - that my gran gave me. Got sent home and put on a yellow behaviour card for a week for “drinking alcohol at school”

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Scotchnittenpoopen@reddit

Shandy bass by any chance?

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ViscountGris@reddit

That’s it. In fairness it might have been 0.5% now I’ve googled it but still harsh punishment.

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Icy_Obligation4293@reddit

0.5% is about the same as a ripe banana.

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Dimac99@reddit

So, less alcohol than in the orange juice cartons available in the canteen then.

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BoringGazelle1654@reddit

We were very poor when I was little. So I was always a target for bullying when I went to school.

One day in class, a teacher left her bag unattended and her wallet was stolen. One of the students said it was me who took it and that he “saw me”. Despite me denying it and my bag being searched they didn’t believe me and I got into a lot of trouble in school and at home. The kid that reported me got into a lot of trouble during that school year and the next year he was expelled for claiming that there’s a bomb in the electric box and calling the police which resulted in the whole school evacuation and a bomb squad coming down only to find out it was a prank. I was bullied relentlessly for the next two years there until we finally moved abroad but I’m convinced the kid that said I took the wallet was in fact the one who took it.

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Lothcatto@reddit

One day when I was walking to school it snowed, heavily. I had these doll style black shoes and my socks got drenched and were freezing.

When I got to school I had to take them off and the only spare socks I had were my green PE socks.

I got put in isolation for a dress code violation because my socks were green and not black. It was obviously snowing, I explained that my original socks were soaked and I never had an issue with my uniform before.

Honestly the biggest waste of time for everyone involved.

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LaurenNotABot@reddit

My dad thought I had been using my pogo stick in the kitchen as there were black rubber marks over the floor. He lost his shit and called my sister and I liars and grounded us .

Turns out it was actually from the heel from a pair of my sisters boots .. he didn’t apologise !

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BrissBurger@reddit

At primary school a new kid joined our class but he was deaf. Several others started to taunt him badly in the playground about the way he spoke so I stepped in and got the to stop and leave him alone. He complained to the teacher about the other kids but also accused me of bullying him as well. That really annoyed me and I'm still pissed off about it almost 60 years later as I was physically shoving the other kids away and asked if he was ok after they'd gone.

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Giraffesrockyeah@reddit

I was allergic to the squash they served at lunch in primary school so I had to bring my own carton in my packed lunch. E numbers. I also couldn't have Smarties until they got rid of the E numbers. Sad times. The school were informed but a dinnerlady didn't know and confiscated it, I cried and eventually a teacher intervened.

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CandourDinkumOil@reddit

Got told off for saying I “buggered up my picture so I started again”. Teacher never explained either, just proceeded to tell me off and thought I was playing stupid.

Parents had to explain it to be, never ever heard of its meaning before. But given the context, I thought the teacher was a douchebag.

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SuperDinkle406@reddit

Told off ! I was caned at school for damaging the rugby posts, which was not true, I was no where near them.

Worse, the teacher who caned us always had an erection when he carried it out.

An unpleasant man.

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Dans77b@reddit

Did he actually have a boner, or was that just school lore?

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Icy_Exercise_9162@reddit

Wtf I’m so sorry

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Kitkatchunky78@reddit

Unpleasant is too kind a word

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SceneDifferent1041@reddit

I was accused of throwing stones at a video shop but it was the kid 20ft behind me. The owner said it was me and some old biddy said it was me but even the kid who threw the stones admitted to it...

Pisses me off 35 years later.

The kid who did it is now in prison for life due to unmentionable crimes against children. Always a wrongun.

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philsrice@reddit

In primary school we used to occasionally do math tests where there were 5 tests, 10 questions each, and they’d be shown on the board one at a time for a minute. Afterwards we’d tick our own paper and go through it out loud. I was on the top table for maths with a few other kids, but this one test I was the only one to have gotten 10/10. Mind you, that particular test he’d pretty much told us how to answer each question before we went through the answers.

My teacher called me a cheater in front of the whole class despite the people next to me confirming I hadn’t cheated, asked someone to hand out biscuits and when they went to hand me one he said I wasn’t allowed because I cheated. For about a week he nicknamed me cheater. He was one of my favourite teachers otherwise, to this day I’m still not sure why he made out like I’d shat in his shoes 🥲

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Diura@reddit

Secondary school in English class I was asking the girl I sat next to what a word meant. It was a chemistry word as I was trying to work out what it meant before my test for my next class - so yeah technically I wasn't doing English but I was really needing to know whatever that word meant - forgotten it now though. My English teacher gave me into trouble for talking. I said I was asking what a word meant - and then I asked the teacher what the word meant. She told me that's not what I was talking about because she heard the whole conversation. I said it definitely was and I really needed to know what it was if she could just let me know what the word meant. She said she wouldn't answer me because I was lying and sent me out the class... They whole time before and after I got sent out the class she was talking to two girls near her desk about scarves that she was wearing and what they thought of them. Still annoys me.

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ThierryMercury@reddit

Parents told me I had to have a bath before I could watch my favourite TV programme. (Early 80s Britain, might have been Blake's 7.) So I ran a bath. Did not get in the bath. Emptied the bath knowing they would hear the bath being emptied.

Went downstairs saying OK I've had a bath, can I turn on the TV now?

"We know you haven't had a bath because we would have heard the water draining."

WHAT

Still baffles me to this day.

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AlRedux@reddit

Hating sprouts and kicking off about being made to eat them. I now know that I could taste glucosimiates whereas my folks couldn't. They tasted delicious sprouty goodness but I tasted burnt rubber, sulphur, and the inside of a wheelie bin left out in the sun all afternoon.

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Alixzte@reddit

Was in line at a waterpark to receive a float for the slide. The area to receive one is small so I step out the way to allow space for my dad to get his after I’ve gotten mine. A lady screams at me for a while as I’m standing there to not abandon my dad and then her kids join in?? I just stood there bewildered lmao

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GL17CH3D_R4M_5YN7H@reddit

Year 7 we had a DT teacher who was an absolute psycho. He would find any excuse to get up on your face and scream at you. He's walk the halls and just go off at people.

He punished me for asking him to tell my partner to do the work instead of using the computer to look up lyrics. I was forced to sit in the middle of the room not able to do my work, and then had to stay behind for him to scream at me again.

Man had no business being around others, let alone children with his attitude and behaviour. Hope he's having a horrible day.

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Ornery-Assignment-42@reddit

My English family moved to the USA when we were little. We were very homesick and came back to visit regularly. On one such visit we stayed with the Forsythe family. Friends of my parents from church. We were discussing at lunch, with all of us present, what we wanted to do, where we were going to visit etc.

We wanted to make the best use of our precious time and we were going to be going up to London on the train. I was 9. Someone floated the idea of Chessington Zoo. My mother said something to me like “ why don’t we go to Stanley Gibbons and you can get a stamp album?” She was talking directly to me. I said, perhaps a little whiny “ Well I don’t really want to go to….” Suddenly Mrs Forsythe snapped at me “Richard! We will not have this sort of complaining tone in this house!! “

It came out of nowhere. She wasn’t my mother! WTF? I was shocked and my bottom lip was immediately trembling. Everyone went quiet for a minute but then it picked back up. It was me, my three sisters, the two Forsythe children and the parents. Lunch continued but I had a lump in the pit of my stomach.

After I went up to the room I was sharing with the Forsythe boy, who loved me. My mother came up to comfort me. She knew I was shocked and hurt.

I was a really well behaved, obedient little boy. I didn’t deserve Mrs Forsythe snapping at me.

I think there must have been something else going on. Perhaps Mr Forsythe was attracted to my mother, perhaps Mrs Forsythe wanted to make an example out of me for her own enamoured son.

Either way, whatever the reason ( she’s certainly dead now) fuck you Mrs Forsythe.

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Prestigious_Room4396@reddit

2 things that still piss me off royally: 1. being told off by a teacher for saying ‘busted’ and them doubling down that it was a swear word when I spelled it out.

Getting a detention for talking in a lesson when the teacher had asked for silence, but the only reason I spoke was because I’d been waiting with my hand up for literally 10 mins to ask a question and she was ignoring me. I actually got my mum involved with that one because I was so mad about it and our head of year sided with me and cancelled it. Even he knew she was a power mad cow lmao

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No-Agent3916@reddit

Got caught smoking at school when I didn’t smoke , my friends did , friends told the teacher I wasn’t , they didn’t believe me . Punishment was to smoke all the cigarettes I’m the pack with no filter . I did it , first time that ever smoked , I was 13 . I’m nearly 50 and I can’t stop smoking .

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budgiebirdman@reddit

I got told I was a liar when I was four because I told the teacher I'd seen chicks from an incubator before at nursery because apparently none of the nurseries near where I lived did that. I lived fifty miles away at the time so fuck whatever your name was - I still remember visiting the chicks but I don't remember you.

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EmphasisPurple5103@reddit

Using my calculator for maths too much, cos apparently "you won't always have a calculator with you all the time"

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JayR_97@reddit

I think of many things from my school days that aged as badly as that did. I got told the exact same thing

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Creepy_Resource5729@reddit

gets your brain working though, if you use the calculator as a last resort. Same thing with people that immediately turn to AI for things instead of trying to figure it out

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EmphasisPurple5103@reddit

Oh 100% - I work in data so I always use "napkin maths" to sanity check any modelling/pipeline still hahaha

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NegativeAd6437@reddit

Someone in my family slipped on a balloon in my bedroom and smashed my bunk bed and I got the blame saying I pushed him and leathered by my grandad for it and only recently did thatfamiky member admit I was innocent, frustrating when noone believes you, they believe what they wanna hear

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CraftyWeeBuggar@reddit

During my first week of primary school in the 80's i was hit with a belt for talking in class.

A) the belt was banned prior to this assault B) even before if was banned , the first week of primary school was apoarently off limits to assaulting children. C) turns out im a female with adhd, i talk as a nervous stress response, i had no control over this.

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himneska@reddit

I remember my first day of Year 8, scared shitless as the newbeies in our boarding houses for morning assembly - where we will be mornings, break, lunch and after school aside from lessons till Y11. Year 7 was its own house to get pupils adjusted for boarding life. Im there early and it’s full of older pupils all talking. I grab some water in a plastic cup from a water cooler and sit in the corner. Eventually some familiar faces appear and around 5 minutes later we are all sat in morning assembly. Our head of house walks in, he’s know for being a “tough” teacher, starts his speech the suddenly points at me and says “HOW DARE YOU!”. I’m flabbergasted, holding this little plastic cup of water in silence. A sea of faces, most older and foreign to me turn towards me. He says “WHO SAID YOU CAN DRINK IN ASSEMBLY?” I replied “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” He then said “You, out.” And I had to walk in front of everyone and stand outside. I never got a telling off, he ignored me when I tried to talk to him in the corridor later, and I was so scared of him and so anxious. Not being all “woe is me”, but I was also one of the very few kids in the school who was a day pupil (not rich, went home everyday and lived locally) and had a very difficult, traumatising family situation that the school well knew about with - as a teacher now I’d expect teachers to all be briefed that a pupil like me is a anxious and overly vulnerable kid. No idea why he did it. He hated me and would pick on me relentlessly during my time there. He (60s) later married one of his old pupils (20s) and moved her in to the boarding house. Most kids thought he was a badass kind of took no shit legend but to me he was always a miserable bully.

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cbaotl@reddit

We were in a country restaurant for my mums birthday. The kind where you hang your coats on a peg rather than on your chair. I was looking through my dad’s coat pocket for his phone so I could play snake. This man came out of the toilet and was like ‘so you’re going through my pockets’ (his coat was next to my dad’s and I was in the right coat). Rather than say you’re wrong I just said sorry and ran away making me look even more like the criminal he thought I was

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ember_eb@reddit

Year 5, had a school project involving bubble wrap. We were required to source our own bubble wrap. Dad said he’d get me some from work, he forgot, I show up to school without bubble wrap and with my legitimate excuse. Teacher properly screams at me saying ‘you can’t blame this on your dad! This was your responsibility’ etc. Err the fuck I can’t?! I’m 10 years old and my dad said he was going to. Chalk it up to supply chain issue if you want but how was that my fault

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Euphoric_Bar1363@reddit

I used to get told off almost daily for being late at primary school because my mum drove me and was (and still is) always chronically late for everything. I remember even then thinking how is this my fault? I'm 8.

Middle school just became embarrassing because she would have to chase the bus and all the kids would be flicking the v's and laughing out the back window. She would veer round wildly infront of it when it got to a later stop and me and my brother would have to leg it out the car and jump on with everyone laughing at us.

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saludpesetasamor@reddit

My mum was one of those people who had to be early for everything otherwise she considered it ‘late’. So she used to turn up early to collect me from primary school every day, who obviously wouldn’t let us out before school had ended for the day. So every single day she’d yell at me or give me the silent treatment for ‘making her wait’, when I had zero control over that. It was so fucking unfair and I still get riled just thinking about it, and I’m in my 40s now. 😆

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Scotchnittenpoopen@reddit

You should have snuck out. I’m with mum, no initiative

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Original_Bad_3416@reddit

I chuckled at “supply chain issues”

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Wonderful_Welder9660@reddit

If they started by saying "we had supply chain issues where a trusted partner failed to deliver as promised" I think the teacher would have shut up

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paolog@reddit

I think you were under the age of criminal responsibility, so if you'd used your initiative and "acquired" some bubble wrap from the shops, it would have been your dad who'd take the blame.

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Scotchnittenpoopen@reddit

Not me, but my daughter was told off in primary school for falling over. TBF she was clumsy.

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SexyMuthaFunka@reddit

52 years ago running down Cavendish Road in Sale. Jumped onto my garden wall to take a short-cut to the back door. Heard a kid say to his mum "He's naughty isn't he" to which she replied "Yes, that's somebody's garden"
I take some small comfort these days in knowing that little turd has probably buried his witch of a mother by now.

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kittykat30@reddit

I was accused of lying about a painting I did, another girl with a same name (different spelling) claimed it was hers. It wasn’t and even when I pointed out I had spelled my name correctly they didn’t believe me. Not forgotten that, even 40 years later!

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yalliepants@reddit

Primary school, no idea what year but it was before year 5. Probably somewhere around year 3. Playing on the playground at break time and it started to snow. We all had to get in our lines to go back inside. The girl in front said to me someone said we were allowed to play in the snow so I leaped out of my line and started to spin around.

Turns out that we weren't allowed to play in the snow. I'm hard of hearing and had to (still have to) rely on my peers to tell me what's going on when other people are too far away/quiet. She told me that to get me in trouble on purpose.

Fuck you, Danielle.

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Bubble-Master96@reddit

Recycling bins had just been introduced into school, and me thinking I was doing my part and recycled a cream egg wrapper. One of the teachers saw and went fucking ballistic, saying I did it on purpose to try and ruin the recycling? It was so weird how she reacted and I still think about it to this day.

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broadarrow39@reddit

I was yelled at for spraying water at the cat whilst watering the garden, only I didn't. Think the cat just ran out in my general direction. I ran to my room in tears and slammed the door. At which point the glass shattered. Then the shit really hit the fan.

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No-Animator-8283@reddit

God I can’t remember his name, but it was a learner teacher who came into my class in year 5 to take one of our afternoon lessons. And he sat me with all the misbehaving boys on one table, and I was putting my hair into a pony, and one of the boys said to the teacher that I was trying to get him into trouble for being “silly” as I was struggling to put my hair up, and then I got shouted at by the teacher, and everyone was silent and looking at me, and then got threatened to be put outside because I tried to telling him that wasn’t what I was doing. I’ll never forget it, and I hope he failed becoming a teacher.

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Ill-Appointment6494@reddit

Mum accused me and my brother of drinking a ligature bottle of Malibu. We’re were about 11-12. She locked us out and told us we couldn’t come back in until we said who took it.

Dad came back about three hours later and asked what was up with the two mard arses, crying near the back door. Mum explained what happened and he said “it was me.”

35 years later, we still remind her of it.

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Head_Revolution989@reddit

not being allowed to say fart? always trump

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Optimal_Tension9657@reddit

Me and my brother liked to speak with fake German accents as kids and would called each other schweinehund . We were chasing round one day and ran into the kitchen while everyone was there . Cue me not wanting to say swine in case I got told off so just said hunt . Which sounded exactly like c*nt to all the adults and I got a bollocking for it . Still fuming about it now .

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Pitiful_Speed_6050@reddit

I was doing maths and it was working out how many hours between times on a clock. I finished quite quickly and the teacher asked me how I'd worked them out I said 'i just did' I couldn't explain how. Now I know how cause I picture the problem in my head and work it out from there something I do at work all the time. Anyways he didn't believe me and accused me of cheating, made me sit somewhere else and redo them. It took a lot to get over the pressure panic of maths questions. At 8/9 Id never been called a liar before. Fuck you Mr Edwards.

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Realistic_Ad9820@reddit

I had a favourite teacher when I was 8 years old, who taught English. Let's call her Miss Mean. She was young and seemed sweet. I was a quiet, bookish kid who was terrified of authority and always focused on my work. I was law abiding to a fault.

A boy called Stuart sat opposite me, who was a constant troublemaker and always misbehaving in class. One day he decided to ram a ruler in a gap in my desk so that it stood upright. He smirked and sat back down. I was a wimp so I didn't even react.

Miss Mean turned around, saw the ruler sticking out of my desk and screamed at me, complaining about the ruler and demanding I remove it at once, how dare I play up, etc. etc.

I'm still furious thinking about it. Screw you, Miss Mean.

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BeanOnAJourney@reddit

On a week-long school residential trip where we stayed on a farm on Bodmin Moor, one evening we went on a badger watching excursion but didn't see anything, then later when we were in our dormitory getting ready for bed I looked out of the window and saw a badger walking through the grass outside. My best friend came to look and saw it too, so we called for our tea her but by the time she came to us the badger had gone and she didn't believe us and told us off in front of everybody for lying and attention seeking. I was crestfallen that such a special moment had been ruined by that absolute bitch of a teacher.

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anotherangryperson@reddit

So many! We were constantly told that we shouldn’t go into school before the whistle blew. After yet another reminder, me and another girl waited for the whistle but there was no whistle on time so we were both late. Me and Kathryn were punished for doing what we had been told. It taught me to always check out people’s excuses.

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phetea@reddit

I attacked a guy who was perving on my kid sister, i was in year 10, he was year 9, she was year 7 but older looking. He had took a photo of her in the yard doing cartwheels, this was before such things were a law ( or atleast enforced ) and a teacher actually told me " well you can't see anything". Maybes 2008, 3mbs camera ? I dunno i never actually seen it but the teacher had and this kid had went around telling everyone. I kicked the shit out of him. I acted morally and though I'd receive the same punishment now i like to think voyeurism/upskirting wouldn't be brushed off as boy bantz as it was then.

Thankfully, 2 weeks in the naughty boys sections, which was full of my mates and i was all too familiar with, it was ran by an ex military fair but hard and he refused to punish me, he congratulated me and brought me books. This is how a weed smoking, uninterested in education council estate teen like me fell in love with reading to this day, terry pratchet book i believe. Now my nose is never out of a book.

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minipainteruk@reddit

I was a super shy child and hated being shouted at.

When I was in Year 1, I remember the teacher really sternly telling us on our first day before lunch that we had to eat "absolutely everything" with a knife and fork when we ate lunch and she would be telling off anyone who wasnt using one in the lunch room.

So, being a good child and naturally wanting to avoid being shouted at, I cut up my sandwich with my knife and fork and ate it that way. She yelled at me in front of everyone that "THAT'S NOT HOW YOU EAT A SANDWICH".

I tried explaining that I knew that but she said everything! She rolled her eyes at me and said she didn't mean literally everything.

I still dont think I was in the wrong for following instructions, it was her poor instructions!

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cherrycoke3000@reddit

My Dad, uncharacteristically, started telling me off for trying to inspect my xmas presents.

At first I was confused, I was stepping round the xmas tree/presents, trying to reach the curtains to close them, and did. He was sat there the whole time. I was abut 15 and had never been interested in ruining my surprises for the big day. Then annoyed because he wouldn't back down from the obvious.

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RealisticWishbone717@reddit

Where do I begin...

I was once at my grandparents for lunch or dinner and asked for something to drink with the meal. My mum told me off for asking them! I genuinely have no reason why I wasn't allowed to ask them for a drink and I remember struggling through my food with nothing to drink.

I was given an edible necklace and starting eating it. My mum told me off and took it away as she thought it was a real necklace even though it clearly looked like sweets on a string. Once she realised I didn't get it back or an apology.

When I was really young I was confused why I only had one grandad which was on my mum's side but not my dad's. So I asked one day something along the lines of where's the other grandad. I was told of by my mum and told not to ask anything about him. So I assumed something terrible had happened or he was an evil man for most of my life. I've only recently learned he was a great man who died when my dad was a teenager and I'm annoyed I wasn't able to ask my gran more about him when she was alive.

There's probably other things but that's all I can think of

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i_heart_punk@reddit

Mrs...canny-mind-her-name Modern Studies teacher lost her shit at the class for talking, pure shouting at us all. So 5 minutes later I was just day dreaming, looking out the window, day dreaming about a happier childhood when Mrs Whatsherface shouted at me for not paying attention and gave me a punishment exercise. When I handed in the puny she made me apologise for talking in class. I absolutely was not talking because I was sat beside kids I hated. I barely spoke in any class, ever. I was the chronically shy kid.

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InteractionHairy6112@reddit

I was often in trouble at school, as I was argumentative with the teachers, mainly because I thought that standing up for "doing the right thing" was what you were supposed to do.

Anyway, I got sent out of class this one day for talking and despite arguing my innocence, I was told to go outside.

The lad who was actually talking told the teacher it was him, so she then sent him out and told me to come back in... fuck all apology though.

That teacher always was a world class bitch to me, up yours Mrs Banks!

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curetrick@reddit

Was in reception tidying up the home corner thirty years ago and Mrs Robjohns said “Come on, curetrick, tidy up.” Instantly cried quietly to myself because I was actually already doing it, hated the idea that she thought I was slacking off (am now a fully-fledged people pleaser with severe anxiety).

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Move-Primary@reddit

I went to Catholic school and was on the football team. One day we were leaving on the bus to play another school, and a load of the lads decided to moon a group of passing nuns. This was mid 90s Ireland so disrespecting nuns was not far off bombing a maternity ward in terms of evilness. Despite it only being like 4 lads on a bus of about 20, every one of us on the bus got suspended and detention for weeks after. My ma, who was super religious, absolutely went through me even though I was always a good child in school. When we protested to the principal he told us we were just as bad for not stopping them!

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kelliphant@reddit

Spelling my name wrong when I was in my first year of school (I have the less commonly used versions of my first and last name).

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leafshinee@reddit

In year 5 on Thursday mornings we had a teacher called Mrs Pike, who taught us science. She already had a reputation across the school for being mean. Our topic of the term was space, and one lesson she began with a physical demonstration of the Earth orbiting the Sun using a football and a tennis ball. She was talking to us as if this wasn’t something that I and the rest of my class had known for years prior to this just as basic general knowledge. I realised about a minute into the “demonstration” that I had forgotten to write the date in my notebook so I turned away to quickly write it down while still listening to Mrs Pike even though I already knew what she was talking about, only to hear her shout my name and chastise me for not watching her demonstration - she then made me stand by the cupboard for the rest of the lesson! A boy on my table stood up for me and was promptly made to do the same. She was just miserable and nasty…

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blamordeganis@reddit

Primary school, probably about age 8. We had the microscopes out in science class. At the end of the lesson, we had to carefully take them apart and put them back in the boxes, including carefully wrapping the eyepiece in tissue paper before placing it in its little cubbyhole in the polystyrene packaging. Then we had to stand by our desks, with the boxes open, so the teacher could check we’d done it properly.

She comes over to mine, takes hold of a corner of the tissue wrapping the eyepiece between her finger and thumb, and deliberately yanks it as hard as she could, making the eyepiece fly across the classroom. Then yells at me for not packing it away properly.

I have never felt such a burning sense of personal injustice.

Fuck you, Miss V. I’m glad you’re dead.

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JamesL25@reddit

My Mum didn’t believe me when I told her about a non uniform day at school and made me dress in my uniform, and of course when I got to school, she saw I was telling the truth. She said sorry, but I’m still mad about it 26 years later

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Wonderful_Welder9660@reddit

I had a big piece of glass stuck in my foot when I was 6 in 1968 and I moaned about the pain for two weeks. They thought I was imagining it.

In the end when I got infected we went to the doctors and my mum held me down as the doctor pulled it out with forceps while I screamed. I was not happy.

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Eastern_Summer_4611@reddit

Explaining to the class a really interesting fact I read in a book the night before, if you take all the blood vessels, vains etc from the human body and line them up end to end, it would be long enough to go around the entire planet.

I was promptly told to stop lying and making things up and sit down.

Well I wasn't making it up Mrs Chaplin ya bitch...

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scotiaboy10@reddit

I was 6 or so back in the mid 80s on the way to Australia, went to take a piss in Abu Dhabi airport, started peeing, the guy downstream washing his feet was not amused.

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Foxidale3216@reddit

I remember in yr 6 this bitch of a reception teacher asked me to sit with this naughty kid. He subsequently ran off. Bitch face comes back and says you were meant to be watching him where is he. 10 year old me thinking I’ve lost a child and will get in to trouble. Even back then though I thought why should I at 10 have that responsibility

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Usaname91@reddit

I’m sure my headteacher in primary school was having a breakdown. It was winter and everyone has a sniffle and coughs. In assembly he went mental at anyone coughing and sent them out including me. Absolute mental tit.

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awkwardonionat77@reddit

I remember it well. Age 4 or 5. What would now be called nursery but back in the 80s it was infant 1. At break time, some of the boys buttoned their coats up at the neck so their coats flowed behind them when they ran and they pretended to be Superman with his cape. So myself and another girl did the same and joined in. No one said anything.

That afternoon the teacher read out a few names - I was one - and made us stand up. She went through us like a dose of salts, about how irresponsible and naughty we were for doing something so dangerous. I remember standing there with my legs like jelly and I just couldn’t believe I was getting in trouble - I was so well behaved and I was heartbroken to be in trouble and scared and I didn’t actually understand what I had done wrong.

I am still angry about it now and I’m 48!

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Endless_road@reddit

Some twat in my class was mucking about with a laser pointer and I got blamed for it. That was the day I learned there is no justice in this world

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NaveedQ@reddit

I got a proper telling off for saying "suffering sucatash". I still don't even know what a sucatash is, but don't think it's a swear word.

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sneakerpimp87@reddit

Grade 8 and we were told to write a jingle for a commercial.

We were not told it had to be original. I am autistic, therefore I sometimes struggle to understand the things that "everyone just KNOWS".

I had recently watched a movie that had an old timey 50s jello commercial, and was singing the jingle to that to myself while trying to come up with something. It was a group project.

"it's smooth it's cool it breaks the rules, who says you shouldn't have instant puddin, j-e-l-l-o"

Anyway.

My group partner was going on about how amazing this was, I said I heard it on TV and it wasn't mine, the teacher comes over and fully lays into me and uses me as a lesson. She actually brought me up to the front of the class and made me say I was stealing someone else's work "and that's called PLAGIARISM, class."

I never once said it was my own, and she never fucking said it had to be original anyway.

Cunt.

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Unlikely_Egg@reddit

I was in year 7 and got absolutely screamed at by my head of year because my classmate lost her PE bag on the school bus home. At the time I found it quite funny, so she accused me of stealing and hiding it from her. I helped her look for it before she got off the bus but we didn't find it. Got screamed at the next day. Got no apology either when she found it, still on the bus at the end of the day.

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ItAintNoUse@reddit

There was a girl in my class in primary school who had learning difficulties. We had a project to make a puppet of an animal. We were to fill out a sheet saying which animal we were going to make, which colours and materials we would use and so on.

The girl was confused about what to do and didn't understand the task. I explained it and she still seemed unsure so I asked what her favourite animal was and told her to write that. Then I asked what her favourite colour was, and told her to write that down.

Suddenly, I caught the TA glaring at me with one eyebrow raised. She told the main teacher while we were all sitting on the floor afterwards and I got screamed at in front of everyone for assisting her and sent to the headmistress' office.

I told myself I'd understand what I did wrong when I grew up, but I'm 23 now and still don't understand. I was doing what the TA should've been doing if she'd acrually done her job.

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kimipr@reddit

I was a really good student in school. I never got detention, sent out of class, got a punishment exercise or negative feedback at parents evening. In fact I got good marks and was generally quite well behaved at home apart from usual teenage dramatics.

One day the school accidentally sent a text to my entire classes parent's (hadn't known it was the whole class at the time) saying that their child had been sent to the time out room.

I had my parents and my Grandfather hound me for ages about what I'd done to misbehave. Noone believe me when I said I'd done nothing, it was a mistake and I'd not been removed from class.

Eventually the school sent round another text saying they'd made a mistake. I thought great that would be the end of it. However, they believed the mistake was the fact they'd said I'd been sent to time out and I'd still done something to warrant being told off but I just hadn't been sent to the time out room.

Genuinely infuriating. I don't recall getting an apology from any of them either.

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Dazzling_Variety_883@reddit

As an under five wanting to move around and play but was told to sit still and behave myself because my parents were watching television in the evening.

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seriousrikk@reddit

One of the school dickheads took a swing at me, amazingly I managed to catch his fist, step onto his leading foot and push him over. He went down pretty hard.

I was the one that got dragged into the heads office and given an utter bollocking for pushing him over.

Still not over it.

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JBSven@reddit

Year 10, RE, last period on a Friday.

I went to a catholic school - so RE was taken seriously. It was hot and we were all tired.

The girl Infront of me mysteriously loses about an inch of hair.

Pande-fucking-modium

Accusations left and right, until the teacher looks behind her and sees me. Mr O'Donnell didn't like me much either way so he just said it must be me.

I said it wasn't and protested.

Apparently I was Blaise about the whole affair and that meant it had to be me.

I was sent to the principles office and explained what had happened. Principal was chill and told me to wait out school in his office quietly reading. Still don't know who chopped the hair about 17 years later

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TheOneWithJake@reddit

I was always told I must be nice and compliment people.

Our year had two classes, and each put on a show for the other. They went first, and after, I said to a few of them they did a good job, well done.

A little while later, I got pulled out my class and stood at the front of theirs, on trial, while their teacher berated me, said I was being sarcastic and mocking them, refused to believe I meant it genuinely, and then she sarcastically said "Well, we're all looking forward to your performance".

I later got diagnosed as autistic, so I guess something was off with my tone delivery.

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PingouinFluffy@reddit

My parents were called in because i put soap on the handle of the library door. They told me when I was about 22 and I was so annoyed as I didn't do it!

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pm_me_ur_unicorn_@reddit

Art teacher accusing me of knocking over another students painting and gave me a detention.

I hadn't even been to that side of the room.

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MissKatbow@reddit

A few things, especially when it came to differences in treatment between me and my brother.

One was there was a chunk missing from my parents chest of drawers, like it was hacked at with a knife. They fully believed my brother that he didn't do it even though that's exactly the type of shit he would do. Then my dad said something to me like if you tell the truth that you did it you'll be in less trouble.

Then another time, I went to the movies with my friend and we were taking public transport. We were messing around on the way home so we took a while. Neither of us had cell phones yet. My dad yelled at me when I got in and that I was grounded for 2 weeks etc. Compare with my brother who a) had their car and b) had a cell phone and c) was out much later than us with no communication and he didn't even get a telling off besides don't do that again. Maybe it was right for me to get a telling off but it didn't feel right when compared with my brother.

There's more but those stick out the most.

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noggerthefriendo@reddit

Not just me not even just my class but two classes all had detention because the teacher found that someone wrote “toenail” on the whiteboard between lessons. All these years later we still don’t know who did it or why? Why the word toenail?

I reminded one of my old classmates about this last time we met irl and he reckoned it was another teacher

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Another_Random_Chap@reddit

I was accused of flipping the class hamster up in the air with a ruler. It was the boy sitting next to me.

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andy0506@reddit

Mr danson in my junior school, when I was your birthday he would get you in from of the class and pull on your sideburns 1 for every year that you was born and 1 for good luck. I now have issues with people getting too close to my face.

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ChelseaMourning@reddit

Not told of as such, but my parents would always accuse me of being a “hypochondriac” whenever I was ill. They’d always accuse me of “milking it” if I didn’t recover quickly and rarely took me seriously. They only apologised when I was 18 and had glandular fever so bad that I was unable to eat for weeks and was passing out regularly. It was only when a specialist said my spleen had been so enlarged I should have been in hospital and signed me off for 3 weeks that they admitted they’d been harsh on me.

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KookyFarmer7@reddit

I got sent out of the class for an entire half day and had to speak to the headmistress because I got accused of throwing a rubber at someone when I was about 8.

I didn’t even own a rubber, the other kids in the class tried to say I didn’t do anything, and the teacher didn’t see it happen (neither did I).

To this day I’m quite convinced no one ever threw anything and the teacher was just a bitch who didn’t like me.

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LadyEvaBennerly@reddit

I pretty much did everything I got told off for.

There is an eternally surprising amount that I definitely would have been told off for if they'd found out.

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EitherChannel4874@reddit

My stepdad used to get annoyed that I made a growling noise when I ate. I wasn't making a sound and no one else could hear it but he'd get really pissed off so I ended up eating alone in my bedroom.

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WaferGlobal1376@reddit

Once got told off by a teacher and parents for kicking a kid in primary school.

In actuality, we had tried to form a human pyramid earlier in the day and fell on top of each other. There were around 5 of us and I had to crawl out from a massive pile. I felt someone hooked around my leg but didn't know who, and shook it free. She started crying at hometime (obviously convenient timing lol) and said I had kicked her on purpose. I tried to explain it was an accident, but I was an unruly ADD kid so no-one believed me. Still salty about it now.

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Whoppa-seagull@reddit

When I Was 11 Some friends of mine took my coat from my peg in the cloakroom& had been playing around with it during playtime. At the whistle to end the break someone gave me my coat back & as it was dusty I was dusting it off,I was then called to the front of the lines , taken to his classroom & caned across my hand. Eventually he asked me who had done it so he could “give them a rattling too” I thought I am not going to give him that pleasure &said “I think you have done enough rattling for one day” I thought he owed me that one.

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Speedbird223@reddit

Not small, not entirely a kid…but it annoys me years later and was weirdly consequential to my later life.

My A2 Level Geography coursework was rated at 0% because the independent examiner determined it was plagiarized and it absolutely wasn’t. That dropped me down from an A grade to a B and cost me my place at my first choice University.

The Head of Geography was absolutely livid on my behalf and petitioned repeatedly with the exam board for months after until the window for appeals ended.

At the time it threw me into a bit of a spiral and I chose a completely different University through the clearing system instead of taking my backup option. At that new University I met an American and that started the process of me living on another continent for the last 20+yrs…

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James20985@reddit

When i was 5 we were asked to bring a toy to school, I bought a pedal car, as did others. Mrs Southall (teacher who apparently hated children and being a teacher) took it from me accusing me of stealing school property, I protested but being 5 didn't have the vocabulary to argue.

I do now.

Fuck off you sour faced cow, it's mine.

It's been over 30 years.

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Missus_Nicola@reddit

I was writing my notes in my history book in a fountain pen, and my friend was using a pen thing that deleted fountain pen and deleting my notes as I wrote them.

I kept telling her to stop, and I got kicked out of the class for talking, he wouldn't listen when I tried to explain that I was just telling her to stop. That was over 20 years ago and I still get so annoyed about it.

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Wonder_Shrimp@reddit

I got accused of stealing and/or 'scrounging' good off of other children when I was in Primary School (5 or 6yrs old).

We would have a mid-morning break before lunchtime and some kids would being in a little snack. At that age you get hungry pretty often and so would I, but my mum never gave me one for whatever reason. A girl I was friendly with took to sharing her little snacks with me.

I don't know where it came from - a frenemy of mine, potentially - bug I started getting pulled up by a teacher(s) for taking food from people.

I remember vividly being scolded by the Headmistress in the corridor, and also refusing when my friend tried to share her snack with me. I recall her literally popping a cookie into my mouth and I got quite upset that I was going to get told off.

Ironically, I started taking biscuits out of the cupboard and popping them in my pocket in the mornings while my mum wasn't looking so that I had something of my own to eat.

It came up in conversation recently with my dad and he was bummed that I had gotten into trouble for something I didn't do. I pointed out thay given the teachers didn't believe me, I had no reason to think that any other adults would. Also, I don't recall anyone asking me for 'my side'

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Danny_J_M@reddit

Asst headteacher at my highschool pulling me into their office and putting me on a few days isolation because I'd been accused of directing a highly racist tirade towards another kid in the class.

Horrible woman.

That teacher is now the headmaster unfortunately. I seriously hope that she's learned to stop jumping to conclusions and stopped undertaking trial by teacher.

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Cloughiepig@reddit

Sneezing too loud in primary school. Sent out of class and had to stand in the corridor facing the wall. At the end of the class he wanted me to come in and explain why I had done it.

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Dutch_Slim@reddit

I got 1000 lines for sneezing when the teacher was talking, and not apologising 😡

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Pretty-Age-5449@reddit

I used to wait in the car when my mum went into the shops. My parents had gone into Morrisons and I climbed into the driver's seat to pretend I was driving the car. When they got back some old bag told them I'd been messing around and had made the car move. I wasn't strong enough to pull the hand brake but still got a bollocking.

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SatisfactionMoney426@reddit

We had to hand in all our text books at the end of school term and get a signed receipt or we'd be charged for them. I'd never had the Thomas Hardy book as I missed the 1st lesson when they were given out and told I'd have to do without. I bought my own copy for about 5p at a jumble sale. Anyway they wouldn't take that copy off me at the end of term as it wasn't 'official' and I was told I'd be billed £1 for it. She was annoyed when I argued about it - I said if we had to get a signature from them then they should have made us sign for them when they were handed out, anyway as I'd wound her up she just signed off my receipt with'all but TH' and shoved it back at me - even though I hadn't given in any of the others yet. I went and paid the £1 and kept about a dozen other books as revenge. Nearly 50 years ago now...

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MrSpud45@reddit

I was putting tables away - the ones with the legs that you have to unclipped and fold down. Someone was running about paying no attention and tripped over me. Bawling their eyes out to the teacher saying I did it on purpose and didn't even want to hear my side of what happened.

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Lenzo357@reddit

We had a forget your book twice and it’s a detention rule at High school, I forgot my book once so had the first strike but I then filled my book mid lesson so asked for a new book, the teacher said she didn’t have any in her store cupboard and consequently I didn’t have anything to write in so gave me a second strike and a 20 minute after school detention.

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cxttxndaffxdils@reddit

I was accused of listening into a conversation two teachers were having because I was "looking in their direction".

Turns out I'm autistic and was disassociating (I often just stare into the distance) and don't remember looking in their direction.

I held a grudge against that teacher until the day I left secondary school

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nevynxxx@reddit

That. That explains a few more things.

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CriticalMine7886@reddit

Not told off, but 'corrected'

I wrote a school essay where I used the term life assurance throughout and the teacher 'corrected' it to life insurance.

Life Assurance is perfectly valid, the one thing we can be assured of is dying.

It still wrankles, and that must be 50 years ago (so glad I don't hold a grudge)

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Atarisrocks@reddit

Told to stand in the hall facing a wall for not having a sharp enough pencil.

Leading up to this I wasn't allowed a pen as my hand writing was poor and then I would get in trouble if I got up to sharpen my pencil with the reason other children don't get up all the time, the other children weren't made to feel lesser as they were allowed pens

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ArtistEngineer@reddit

Being told not to do something that I wasn't going to do, and wasn't even thinking about doing but "It's the sort of thing you'd do, so don't do it!"

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Reasonable-Cat5767@reddit

Got sent to the principal in elementary school for “starting a fight” because I pushed a kid. What they didn’t see was him pulling my chair out from under me first... I hit the floor, reacted, and suddenly I was the problem. Never bothered explaining it properly after that, just took the blame. Fuck you, Chad.

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Bright-Mango6173@reddit

My bullies blindside rugby tackled me (which is a reason why I had back pain from a young age) into a group of girls. One girl fell and her knee was grazed. She told the teacher I attacked her even though her friends said they saw what happened. Got put in detention for a week and my parents were called in. My parents luckily took my side

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El_John_Nada@reddit

My mum found a Pokémon card a mate gave me in my coat and thought I stole some money to get it. It was the beginning and the end of my collection. I'm still salty about it 30 years later.

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DrMacAndDog@reddit

I got the belt for coming into PE, picking up a basketball and shooting a basket when everyone had been told to stand where they were. I had been somewhere else and arrived a couple of minutes late, so I hadn’t been given the instruction. It didn’t matter.

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Main_Opinion9923@reddit

When one of my brothers was tormenting me, my mum used to say “you’re a girl you should know better” WTH!! 🤣

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SignificantCricket@reddit

Nerdy things.

For correcting a primary school teacher about a general knowledge (geography) fact.

Not quite being told off, but a public librarian not letting me borrow a novel which contained some references to sex and contraception in a comic context. Having read it as an adult, it was no more graphic than letting a kid watch Allo Allo and similar innuendo filled comedies, which was totally normal in the 80s anyway

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Mr_Biscuits_532@reddit

I had the first happen to me twice when I was doing my Scots Highers.

First was because a quiz question was about what country has an entirely green flag - answer was Libya but this was in 2019, 8 years after they changed it to this

Second was when the teacher referred to Memphis as a state in the United States. It's a city in Tennessee.

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Trudi1201@reddit

The whole school got lined up in assembly and made to stand while the teachers waited for whoever set the fire alarm off to own up.

I was hauled out and labeled as guilty because my face was bright red.

I wasn't guilty and my face would go bright red if anyone so much as looked at me back then, it used to get so hot my ears would burn and my eyes water.

Hated that school (and my face)

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Aromatic_Pea_4249@reddit

I was sitting next to a "friend" at the front of the class, our desks were butted up against the teacher's desk.

Teacher had already told me off for talking (when I replied "yes" to my friend who asked if I had a spare pen).

Friend then got her ruler and poked a pile of books on teacher's desk which fell over and I got the blame.

I denied it and the teacher said "the books were right in front of you, it was obviously you and you're now lying about it" so I was sent outside to wait until the end of class.

I stopped being friends immediately as my friend sat there quietly and just let me take the blame, bitch.

Miss Antonio, I still hate you for disbelieving me and your failed logic. The girl next to me still had the bloody ruler in her hand!!

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Tuarangi@reddit

Two come to mind

Primary school, sitting on a grass bank making daisy chains or picking those blue tiny flowers you get thousands of, just messing around. Someone told the teacher we were picking daffodils and we were sent to the head and then told to stand at the front of the room on the way back to class to explain why we were late and got a week of walking around the grounds at break litter picking (bin, don't think we even had gloves)

Secondary school, they had a policy about no eating in class which was reasonable, especially for chewing gum which was dumped everywhere. I had a single polo at lunchtime when I was going into class, technically yeah it broke the rule but it still annoys that I got a detention for it

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RecentTwo544@reddit

Funnily enough, to add to my comment to someone else, similar situation happened to me where me and a mate were falsely accused of damaging daffodils that had been planted for the millennium.

After explaining we hadn't and still weren't believed, voices were raised, threats were made. Gave the headteacher one last chance to believe us which caught her ire and I didn't explain what would happen if she didn't. She didn't repent and still didn't believe us.

That afternoon after school we went around and destroyed as many of the 2000 daffodils planted as we could, and I immediately owned up to it the next day explaining why I'd done it (denied my mate was involved).

My only regret was not marching into her office and dumping some of the severed flowers on the desk and simply stating "you're about 1200 short now, believe us next time" but at 13 you're not that smart.

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SmokyBarnable01@reddit

Accused of cheating for my 100m swimming badge.

You couldn't swim in the Big Pool without it.

Still furious.

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vajaxle@reddit

I'll stand by to this day that I wasn't called out in rounders. Miss Ness said I'm so self righteous. I was 7. I was never out.

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AutomaticInitiative@reddit

I was 4 and my reception teacher I needed to go away and start my picture again because I was outside the lines. What a thing to say to a 4 year old.

Many years later she was on Who Wants to Be a Millionaire and used all her lifelines by 1k and went home with nothing. Fuck you Miss Robinson.

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Minky_Dave_the_Giant@reddit

That is a beautiful epilogue to the story, though.

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algbop@reddit

My aunt still maintains adamantly to this day that I told her daughter (my cousin) that Santa didn’t exist. I absolutely didn’t.

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Screaming_lambs@reddit

I got told off for reading ahead in my history textbook as I knew what trepanning was.

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jestem_julkaaaa@reddit

Using my fingers to count in maths... I still dont understand it

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Ryndomaru@reddit

Middle school, I was about 10 yrs old.

My school had signed me up for the triple jump for sports day but no one told me and there was no paperwork given to us for it.

Only found out two hours after it was supposed to happen when the PE teacher came up to me and called me a "disgrace to the school" for missing it.

Needless to say my mum found out, marched down to the school and demanded an apology from the teacher. Fuck you, Miss Welch.

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MrPilgrim@reddit

Being forced to finish my meal when I was full

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Nerissa23@reddit

Aged 7 i was caned (yes caned!) for spitting when i did not spit!

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Full-Suggestion-1320@reddit

My mother repeatedly told me off for saying the word funky, the song funky town was an outrage in our home I still maintain it's a perfectly acceptable word!

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thelajestic@reddit

I went out for the day with a friend, we took the bus to a nearby town to go to the swimming pool and McDonald's.

When I got home my mum asked me what I'd been up to and I told her, and she went absolutely apeshit and gave me a slap and a proper telling off. I was about 11 at the time. I told her beforehand that we were going swimming but she apparently thought it was to a different pool (which would have been a 30 min walk rather than a 20 min bus journey).

And it's fair enough if she thought it was too far to go and I wouldn't be allowed until I was older, but what rankles is the fact that the telling off/punishment was so disproportionate when I didn't know I was doing anything wrong. And the fact she's continued to bring it up for over 20 years and insist I knew I was being bad. And I always point out, if I knew I was doing something I shouldn't, I probably wouldn't have just straight up told her when I got home, since she'd never have known otherwise!

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Accomplished_Box2318@reddit

There was once this train set display at some school event. Some of them were interactive where you had to put coal in the back for example to make the train drive off.

I got punished for touching them because they ‘weren’t supposed to be touched’.

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NancyIsAFurry@reddit

Reminds me of my brother's school trip to Legoland. Instead of going on the rides the class had to go into some room with lego that the teacher said they couldn't touch, even though later a woman and her kid came in and the staff showed them to the lego. The class just had to listen to some guy do a big talk and my brother said he doesn't even remember what the guy was talking about.

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ToManyTabsOpen@reddit

I was about 6 playing outside when I heard a kid crying near by. The neighbours 4 year old had been smashing some old windows that had been dumped in the lane between our houses and lacerated his hand. I walked him home and called his mum. The mother said he shouldn't have been playing with the bigger kids, she called my parents, said I'd been smashing windows, put 100% of the blame on me, nobody believed me, of course the smashed glass was all the evidence needed that I must be guilty.

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According-Annual-586@reddit

This’d have been probably 17 or so years ago, now…

I found a way to get into other pupil’s directories on the computer (nothing crazy, literally just changing numbers in the Windows Explorer directory path which contained your login Id / student Id)

Reported it to the IT guys, they said they’d fix it

Told a couple of my mates (this was probably my only mistake), word spread, and the IT guys took their sweet ass time fixing it, which led to a couple of pupils apparently abusing it to copy coursework

It came back that I’d discovered it, and I got in trouble for hacking, put into multiple weeks of detention; no morning or afternoon break, only enough lunch break to eat. I also got threatened with permanent exclusion, and there was an entire school assembly saying somebody had discovered a hack and that the school could get the police involved

Bonkers looking back at it

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notthetalkinghorse@reddit

My Auntie blamed me for my cousin shutting his fingers in a self closing door. My cousin was a fucking cry baby and couldn't admit he'd been a twat and that it was entirely his fault. I'm still pissed off about it 40 years on!!!

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Y-Bob@reddit

I have a few. Top grievances I have yet to forgive:

I wasn't feeling well, went to school anyway because I liked it. During maths I just suddenly puked without warning, right on to the teachers shoes.

It was pink milkshake from the night before and weetabix.

She told me off and called me a gluton.

Next up was my PE teacher picking me up and slamming me against the wall then screaming at me "Wid ye look at the state of ye boy, yer like a rrrreject fae the fuckn seventies"

And finally, my french teacher. She demanded I take out my earring or she wouldn't teach me.

I said yes miss, I will as soon as you ask the girls to do so too.

She pulled me out of my chair, threw me outside whilst shouting "We'll soon clip yer English wings laddie".

Despite the fact my folks were both Scottish, she had actually taught my mother when she was a child and I was more Scottish than her, being half french. It's just my folks were military so I had moved around a bit before going back to Scotland.

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bnnyrabbit@reddit

this just reminded me of something i was wrongly not told off for, i stole something from one of my siblings as a kid and hid it under my mattress, my dad asked to search my room and i said okay because i knew he wouldn't find it, he didn't search my room because if i had it i wouldn't have said okay lmao

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funkyg73@reddit

I wasn't told off, but I was ridiculed for my accent and forty five years later I'm still bitter about it. Seven years old and I had just moved from Yorkshire to Lancashire with my family. We were doing something in music class so we were going to the hall where the piano was rather than our classroom. I asked the teacher if we needed our pencils but in a broad south Yorkshire accent. "D'wi need us pencils Miss?" She then copied me in an exagerated accent and laughed which obviously caused all the other kids to laugh at me as well.

Fuck you Mrs Lofthouse, you're supposed to support and nurture your pupils not ridicule them. Not make fun of and highlight the differences of a young kid who is already an outsider through no fault of their own. Imagine if it wasn't a Yorkshire accent, but if I was from another country/ethnic background. Would you have done it then? Fuck you again Mrs Lofthouse.

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clbbcrg@reddit

Working hard will get me everything I want

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HeverAfter@reddit

On a school trip to a dry ski slope. Person next to me dropped their pole so I gave it back to them. Got told off for talking and was told I had to miss my turn. FU Mr Weaver

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PomPomBumblebee@reddit

Posted about this before but here we go.

I was accused by my sister (and her friend) of purposely pushing said friend off a volting horse this girl was jumping of (I say jump, she was sat on the end of it and pushed herself off incorrectly and fell an awkward angle. I didn't touch her at all, I had jumped off something nearby and I MAY have touched the volting horse she was jumping off to get my balance but it was a big old thing that me at that age wouldn't have made an impact shaking. But no, apparently this was my physically pushing her off on purpose for... reasons?!

Of course I defended myself saying how ridiculous it was but my sister was a shit stirrer as was her friend and soon my mum came in to find out what was going on. My sister and her friend immediately accused me and without hearing my side or batting an eyelid my mum said "PomPom you really need to control that temper of yours!!!"

Now I rarely ever put a foot out of line, my sister was a known liar and if I made trouble it was usually with her encouraging it, I was genuinely fearful of my mother shouting at me and this 'known temper' comment came from fucking nowhere.

What could I do? If I got angry and defended myself, they would be right, that I had a temper. If I didn't, I would continue to get told off by my mum not standing up for myself more as I was bullied at school.

So I just stood there, shocked, that my mum would accuse me of that whilst my sister and her friend smirked at me.

I was fucking livid but couldn't show it, I now struggle to show any anger and I just get frustrated and cry. I can't remember the aftermath but I probably didn't speak to anyone for days till I got into trouble for 'punishing them for your mistake'.

It really got me messed up that I started not trusting my own mother to have my back anymore, I could barely trust my sister with anything at that age at the time (I was about 10 and my sister 12)

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grokebomb@reddit

Mrs McDonald accused me of cheating on a spelling test when I was 6. I wasn't, as my friend had turned her paper over, but I was sent to sit in the corner on my own.

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Best_Judgment_1147@reddit

I had my mom screaming at me to find a Nintendo game to the point I (8 or so) was crawling my claustrophobic ass under my bed hyperventilating and sobbing looking for it repeating "I don't have it" over and over to the point I was retching. Eventually she grounded me for having a messy room and losing the game, slammed my door and didn't speak to me for the rest of the week. Idk how long I was grounded for.

It was found in my stepfathers mother's belongings over ten years later when she passed away.

My mother never apologised in any meaningful way. Yeah I got the "I said I was sorry" but that's not an apology imo.

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RealisticEar7839@reddit

I apparently rolled a dumbbell and it landed on my PE teachers foot and bruised it. The most random fabricated story to this day, I don’t think I even knew what a dumbbell was at the time.

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NancyIsAFurry@reddit

My year 2 teacher accused Club Penguin of making us violent 💀

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Prolapse94@reddit

Not finishing my dinner.

Now I have to portion less than normal because I I will just finish the plate, regardless if I'm full or not

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Bubbly_North_2180@reddit

Talking in a fire alarm test.

We’re all stood in our class lines and I was feeling horrendous. Must have shown on my face cos a friend looked at me with concern. I didn’t have the capacity to talk, felt like I was going to throw up, but this teacher was elated to think she’d caught me talking because I was looking towards another line.

She dragged me out, shouting at me whilst nerdy little dormouse me is quietly saying I feel sick. I threw up all over her shoes. She quickly changed her tune. Still tried to back peddle though and be like well you shouldn’t get other peoples attention, we have rules etc. fuck her

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octobod@reddit

I was about 12.. in some sort of (non comedy) test . The question "how is time measured in space" .. the answer "light years"

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Puzzleheaded_Drink76@reddit

Mine is being accused of swearing and told off for using the word "bloody" when referring to someone having a bloody nose.

Ah, a My Best Fiend plot! (I think.)

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Loonytrix@reddit

My first day in high school English class, and the teacher says, "I recognise this surname. You have an older brother and sister. They were a complete waste of my time and I expect you will be too."

I was determined to prove her wrong and poured my heart and soul into a Shakespeare analysis we were given. For good measure, I took the finished project to a family friend, who happened to be an English lecturer at the local university. He felt it matched what 2nd year students would produce, so I proudly handed it in.

The bitch still failed me, saying it was impossible for someone from my family to legitimately produce work like this, so I must have clearly copied it.

I hope you died alone and in pain, you miserable cow!!!

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Gottastopthisnow@reddit

In reception I was told off for punching a boy. I didn't punch him, I wagged my finger at him in an attempt to "magic him away" from the fairy kingdom.

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pickindim_kmet@reddit

When visiting my aunt, the cat flap had somehow locked itself and the cat ran head first into it causing a bang. I got shouted at and blamed, being the only kid and liking harmless pranks. My aunt did apologise properly to me later on face to face when she realised, which is important.

I also got a bollocking at school when I was about 8. There was a pile of coal in the corner of the field that some kids were throwing. We thought we should tidy up after them and the teacher saw us, thought it was us and got in big trouble.

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Legendof1983@reddit

In primary school my friend was tipped out of her wheelchair in the playground. Despite her telling the headteacher who did it I was the one blamed & threatened with expulsion. I have autism but it wasn’t diagnosed ( my parents were told I was “just a naughty child”). When the culprit finally owned up the whole incident was forgotten & I didn’t even get an apology. Fuck you Mr Golden & every teacher there.

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TobblyWobbly@reddit

I was constantly getting into trouble for "walking like a farmer." I have naturally long strides, and would walk beside my long-striding Dad. I wasn't doing it on purpose.

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theshedonstokelane@reddit

That I was clever.

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Scottie99@reddit

When I was at grammar school I wrote about a coracle. My English teacher refused to believe there was such a word. Still rankles now.

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_marimays@reddit

I remember so vividly, when I was 4...

I was dressed as a lion at school and my friend Steven was dressed as a pirate. It might have been world book day or something.

We were playing in the playground at lunch time and I guess naturally we were playing the characters we were dressed as. I was roaring like a lion and pounced and pretended to claw and bite my friend Steven the pirate. I either misjudged or Steven put his arm out, but I accidentally bit him.

The teachers were fucking screaming at me. I got in so much trouble, especially since I was also apparently lying about it being a mistake. Apparently 'biting someone is not an accident'. I cried so much and my face paint was ruined for the rest of the day.

That school was like a Victorian nightmare but it was in the 1990s.

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penguinintoorbit@reddit

Primary school a girl in my class was all up in my face being annoying. I came up with the absolute zinger of "Your breath smells". She rats on me and I'm to one to get in trouble, which is ridiculous because what I said was true.

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Boring-Print9058@reddit

Got a week's worth of detentions for supposedly shouting a nickname at a teacher from a crowd of kids in the playground. It definitely wasn't me and I royally kicked off with the teacher in the first detention and it very nearly got me suspended.

I didn't mind being punished if I was guilty of doing something wrong, but I wasn't staying behind at school for an hour every night for a week when I didn't do it. It still pisses me off to this day.

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DD230191@reddit

As we returned from an outing as a family, the mirror on the living room floor had fallen off and smashed (no one else in the house). I was blamed because, quote, " your negative energy has manifested and knocked the mirror down". I was then in trouble for that...wtf?!

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sookietea@reddit

Year 5 teacher when we were lining up to go to the school nature centre told me off for talking and said I had to stay behind. Literally whole class was talking and messing around. But she picked me out a lot and only in hindsight I realised I was the only ethnic minority. She was clearly racist. Turns out my parents fully realised this but didn’t feel they could raise it with the school. I had near perfect handwriting but was constantly told to redo work/ homework because she couldn’t read it.

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Jackop86@reddit

I had hiccups in the wallpaper shop FADS (I think they were a national company). My dad thought I was putting them on in order get us to leave the shop, I wasn’t. Got a crack round the head for it.

I haven’t remembered that moment since he died a few years ago. I hope he rests in a little less peace for the rest of the day.

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Mediocre_Sprinkles@reddit

I got severely told off for being naughty during assembly. They stopped to shout at me, made me stand up in front of everyone for the rest of it. Afterwards the headteacher herself shouted at me for being so disrespectful. I was absolutely sobbing and they kept going.

I was 5 and my first tooth had fallen out. My being naughty was saying "Oh!"

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StocktonDC@reddit

When I was 8 or 9 I had to sit next a kid who kept copying my work. When the work was marked our teacher did his book first and then mine. Because we had the same mistakes she asked me if I had been copying. When I denied it I was made to stand up in front of the class to receive a lecture on not copying and owning up to things.

The icing on the cake was this teacher knew my mum and told her all about it. So I got the same lecture at home.

FU miss Williams

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Thevinegarmanreturns@reddit

I got told off and grounded for being run over by a car

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CryptoRoast_@reddit

I was told off for "crossing the road on a bend" as a kid. To this day it annoys me because its one of those things that people have just accepted is correct but it makes no sense. Crossing on a bend is the safest place to cross because you can see all the way down both streets. My mum would cross a few car lengths up the road right before the blind bend, imo the worst place to cross.

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paolog@reddit

"Language, Timothy!"

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hhfugrr3@reddit

My art teacher screamed that I was a sexist pig. I was 11 and had just said I wanted to try knitting for some art project we had to do. Never worked out why that upset her so much... also never bothered to try knitting.

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hairylee@reddit

Teacher in primary school had a go at me for not being a Scout. My two older brothers were Scouts so I should be one too. I explained I was a Cub and not old enough to be a Scout but would be in a few years time. That wasn’t good enough, she had a go at me in front of the entire class.

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SoloHoplite@reddit

I got told off for something I didn't even do: my homework.

Ba-dum tss

I'll see myself out...

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demodogsarerad@reddit

I had asked my nan for a Kit Kat bar from the cupboard whilst all the adults were talking at a family event. I thought they said yes (however I now reckon they were just trying to shop me away).

They saw I had it and told me off, said I was naughty for taking it and that they wouldn’t have said yes. I cried a lot because I was so confused and always tried to good, I kept saying that I asked and I thought they said yes but they didn’t believe me.

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FortuneSpecialist333@reddit

Oh man I had so many experiences of this.

One time I stacked three pens on top of each other (you know those pens where they click into each other at the ends and can form a chain). Literally had 0 idea it was a problem and got sent out of the class for it. Still baffles me to this day.

One time a basket of chalk was left out on the playground which everyone assumed was for us to play with, so naturally played with it. Then got told off for drawing on the floor and ‘graffiti-ing’. Like wtf how were we supposed to know it wasn’t supposed to be used when it was left with the playground toys ?

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Mac4491@reddit

Was in an RE lesson and was sitting on my chair but with my back partially against the wall. The teacher said “Do you have a sore back?” and gestured at my posture. I replied that I did. I was sent out and told off for being cheeky.

I did have a sore back. I fell 10ft off a rope swing and landed on my back two days beforehand. She wouldn’t hear it and threatened me with a detention if I didn’t apologise for being cheeky in front of the class.

I apologised.

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Morganx27@reddit

We were encouraged to back our books with like wrapping paper or something to protect them. I thought I'll use printer paper, draw my own cover, that'll be cool. I drew Eddie from Iron Maiden (the Killers album art), and someone wrote my teacher's name with an arrow pointing to it while I wasn't looking. Thing is, it would've been a very good insulting sketch of her, she had big hair and massive teeth. She did not believe me that I didn't draw it as an insulting sketch and write the name myself.

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FunkyYoghurt@reddit

I wet myself in Year 2 after asking Miss several times if I could go to the toilet. Not only did I get told off for it, but she showed me up in front of everyone and proper shamed me.

90s Primary for you.

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AdMaleficent6813@reddit

Picking my nose and eating it.

Scientific research shows we do this as children instinctively to build a stronger immune system.

As an adult I regularly feast away after a green emerald mining session.

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Outside-Resist4688@reddit

🤮

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JoshAGould@reddit

r/BrandNewSentence

As an adult I regularly feast away after a green emerald mining session.

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notcharlesincharge@reddit

Year 5, Mr Stevens. Me and my friend finished our quiz really fast and were really excited that we had got it all so easily - it turns out we had some answers wrong and he screamed at us for being rude (I really don’t think we were, we were just excited) and he tried to give us detention and also cancel the play we were a part of (he did not succeed in this part!)

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cold_tap_hot_brew@reddit

Speaking in my native tongue, we were scolded to “talk properly, don’t use that slang!”

Thankfully Doric is more celebrated now and my kids are encouraged to only to know the difference

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benistowninspector@reddit

I was about 7 or 8 and asked what a boner was. And got scolded for it.

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freckledotter@reddit

That purple bananas didn't exist and I was making it up.

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Same_Difference_3361@reddit

I skipped two years at primary so I was the youngest in class and was accused of hitting a larger kid with a chair.

Big lie. Was a broom 😂

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moonfax@reddit

Was apparently identified as the kid who blocked the changing room door when a teacher was trying to get in after a swimming lesson. Was made to stay at school when the rest of the class went swimming the following week.

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satanisaniceperson@reddit

I was told off and got detention after walking home from school with someone and they decided to pick up a glass bottle from a nearby graveyard and throw it into the road. I did nothing wrong apart from walking with him. 😡🤬

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No-Television-9862@reddit

Pissing myself

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RummazKnowsBest@reddit

In year 7 one of the girls in my class tried to chase me with a javelin during a PE lesson.

Teacher saw from a distance and punished us both (wtf?) by making us stand in the cold for about 45 minutes. Missed the rest of the lesson, our 15 minute break and were late to our next lesson too. Got a proper bollocking when she finally let us come inside (our skin was turning white by this point) and she didn’t care that I hadn’t actually done anything wrong.

To make it worse, a few days later I got pulled into the head’s office because the girl’s parents had kicked off as she’d told them I’d been chasing her. Luckily the head believed me and there was no further punishment but I was pretty pissed off with the PE teacher and the girl.

I also got my first detention because I reacted loudly when a lad in my class was hitting me. Again, teacher didn’t care that I hadn’t done anything wrong, we both got detention. What a dick that lad was.

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Wonderful-Cow-9664@reddit

A dinner lady smacked me for saying “buster”. She thought I said Bugger. It was the 80s, smacking was allowed.

My mum wrongly blamed me for hiding her glasses, when it was in fact my brother. She never said sorry. It was about 35 years ago, still irks me

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MyOverture@reddit

I coloured outside the lines on a drawing of the three little pigs, I had to stay in during playtime and do it again. I was 4. Fuck you Miss White

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PabloMarmite@reddit

We had a student TA who told us to line up at the wrong door for a fire drill and was happy to stand by silently when our class teacher berated us for not following instructions, then when she overheard me complaining about her on the way back in, pulled me aside for a separate telling off. I’ve never forgiven you, Miss Foster, even thirty years later.

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BirtyBasset81@reddit

I was told off for riding my bike too fast around the estate and a woman stood on her driveway complained to my parents and I had the front wheel removed from my bike for 3 months...still kills me and yes I still hold a grudge with my dad for taking her side and punishing me excessively 40 years later. He will probably hear about it on his deathbed. I'm so grateful I still have my dad around i Iove him very much

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Kudosnotkang@reddit

Getting mugged .

That still fucks me off.

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ManageThoseFootballs@reddit

I was accused of stopping off along the way and messing around on the way back from a toilet break in primary school. I protested my genuine innocence but they were having none of it. Still pisses me off and it was more than 35 years ago.

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cxttxndaffxdils@reddit

That reminds me from something that happened when I was year 2. I was new to the school and one of the pe teachers was the cover for my lesson. I asked to go to the toilet and he told me that I was only allowed if I hopped all the way there and all the way back because it was a "new rule" they started that year.

It wasn't.

He laughed at me and ended up being one of my favourite teachers and was friends with my mum (parent volunteer who had worked in primary schools before).

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CNRADMSN@reddit

In about year 1 or 2, we were reciting the 4 times table as a call and the teacher had to step out the room for a minute, and she said something about us stopping because we couldn't do it on our own, I shouted "yes we can!" in what I thought was an enthusiastic way and she sent me out the class 🤣

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jatwns@reddit

I was with a childminder who I told in a not particularly dramatic way I had a headache. They then refused to bring me to school even though I wanted to and then told my parents I was absolutely refusing to go and had a huge tantrum.

Understandably I got in trouble for this but I feel annoyed to this day that I got gaslit like that. Not exactly my biggest grievance with them but that’s the one I remember most vividly even though it’s not a huge deal.

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Sergeant_Fred_Colon@reddit

Asking questions.

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ambergriswoldo@reddit

My laugh. The teacher said something funny and all the kids laughed but apparently my laugh was rude (?) and she made me go sit on a table in the back of the room for the rest of the lesson. It’s ALWAYS annoyed me - that was my genuine laugh 😑

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Different-Use-5185@reddit

I met up with my brother on the playground in primary school when I was 10 (he was 8) and his friend pushed another friend over into some mud and I got dragged in front of the headteacher along with my brother and a couple of his friends although I protested that I had absolutely nothing to do with it and wasn’t even present when they got pushed over.

The punishment was having your name put in a naughty book and if you got 3 or 5 instances your parents would be called in to meet them. No biggy in hindsight but I still grumble over the injustice now, nearly 30 years on.

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hadawayandshite@reddit

Hiding someone’s notebook. I got called back to the class to ‘find it’, I honestly didn’t take it but looked for it as instructed and found it and my teacher then laid it on thick that it was ‘convenient’ that I denied hiding it but found it when she couldn’t

She was dead to me from that point on-nothing but ‘colleagues’ and professional relationship

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quite_acceptable_man@reddit

A few kids messing about and we all got put in an after school class-detention, even though most of us did absolutely nothing wrong.

Still salty about that 35 years later.

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Active_Remove1617@reddit

I got slapped for sneezing

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QC420_@reddit

Had a school trip to a church when we were in like year 3 or similar age, got a bollocking after the service for ‘constantly turning around and talking’, like proper shouted at, when all i was doing was briefly turning around and checking my coat was still there as some lil shit behind me kept pulling it down. Fuck you Jack and fuck you Mr Parsons

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kimba-the-tabby-lion@reddit

it's never meant anything worse than it does now....

No matter how you used it, it was unfair for you to be punished.

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