My early wounds were the English school system among other things. It wasn't merely the discipline, it was the ways in which boys got what was called the school spirit.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
All through my school life I was appalled by the fact that masters and senior boys were allowed quite literally to wound other boys, and sometimes very severely.
School was a very cruel environment, and I was a loner. But I learnt to get hurt, and I learnt to cope with it.
There wasn't a lot of discipline in my life, and I hated it being imposed on me at school.
The school was prone to dishing out punishments for anything creative that didn't fit with expectation - I just followed the logic and figured the folk club was probably much the same.
In my day England, Scotland, Wales had 80 drama schools. There are none left. So there's no training, no discipline.
I hated school, didn't like the discipline.
I grew up going to public school, and they were huge public schools. I went to a school that had 3,200 kids, and I had grade school classes with 40-some kids. Discipline was rigid. Most of the learning was rote. It worked.
Let's reintroduce corporal punishment in the schools - and use it on the teachers.
When I was doing poorly at school, my father yanked me out and got me a job in a shoe factory. After three weeks, I begged him to give me another chance at doing well in school. I learned that discipline is necessary to accomplish anything in life.
My only memories of school are of being beaten, of being hit in the playground, of masters poking their fingers in my chest all day.
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