When I was at school ?

I can remember when I was at school
Oh how the teacher’s were so darn right cruel
Kids wouldn’t believe what went on back in my day
Tho I reckon it taught us discipline
It didn’t do us any harm in a way

Crikey moses I would be sat minding my own business in the classroom
When from out-of-the-blue there would be an almignty ZOOM
Mrs Clements, one of our form
teachers
She would pick-up the hard black board eraser
Then direct it where she wanted
& throw it like a quasar

Well it didn’t necessarily hit the kid that she meant
Tho she threw that weapon with ill intent
God help the nipper that it did contact
It would hurt like hell & that is a fact

Abuse was common from teacher’s in our school
It was part of normality so very usual as a rule
I myself wasn’t immune coz I got pelted with a silver spoon
I wouldn’t care but it wasn’t aimed at me
I was sat behind the lad where it had supposed to be

Well this silver spoon hit the top of my arm
I had a bruise for a while so it did cause harm
Our head teacher, Mr Sampy used to knuckle us on the head
Now this was something we all did dread
He would use his fist if you get my gist
Mercy me this hurt like hell
 & for nothing at all I got this as well!!

But strangely enough I admired our teachers
It was just what life was like back then
Yet I can’t say it didn’t do us any harm
It probably made the boys to be men

We looked up to our elders,
treated them with respect
There was none of today’s health & safety nor Politically correct
We played outside in the dirt till it was dark
Kicking balls on the roads & hanging out in the park

It’s a darn right shame for the children of today
They don’t have the life we had
We had freedom with clean fresh air
But nowadays they are stuck indoors which is bad