I really miss band.
I miss walking in at 7:20 and seeing everyone eating food and rushing to get their homework done and enjoying each other’s company but too tired to actually talk.
I miss being on a stand with my guy friend. I miss hearing him swear under his breath when he (or more likely, someone else) would mess up. I miss teasing him about his unwavering determination to play up the octave on every song. I just miss sitting with him in silence and feeling comfortable or laughing so hard that I couldn’t breathe.
I miss the songs we were supposed to play: Ride of the Valkyries, Sonata in Pian E Forte, Adagio for Strings, Scheherazade, Lohengrin, Bach’s Prelude and Fugue in B Flat Major, and First Suite in E Flat for Military Band. We worked really hard on them and we’ll probably just reuse them next year, but the seniors won’t be there to help us out.
I miss marching band. It’s a huge thing at our school (almost 150 kids) and everyone was looking forward to marching season again. Our Memorial Day parade is totally scrapped, and we’re not sure when band camp will start. I don’t know how we’re going to make it work.
And what about you?
Morning Prayers. Attending the early morning prayers was one of the most memorable thing about school.
Strict and Loud Teachers.
School functions or Cultural functions.
Bunking Classes.
Friends.
Last Benches.
Homework and Projects.
“What I will miss most about school is playing with my friends, seeing my teachers and learning, but at least I get to have fun over the summer. I am looking forward to school to play with my friends.” “When school is over, what I will miss most about school is math, art, my friends, my teacher, recess .
Primary school was great – had a few problems but enjoyed it for the most part
Secondary school was awful. Hate, hate hated it for the most part.
Sixth form- Better than secondary school but suffered from depression because of the work load and stress.
Absolutely the same , I remember my dad saying “ enjoy school they will be the best days off your life “ it’s was horrendous , bullying,constant anxiety, incompetent teachers who weren’t interested
School as a whole was hell for me. Being a deaf child I was more or less labelled stupid, even by my parents, before a teacher noticed that I was deaf, not other kid who thought the rules of school were beneath them. But that took a good 10 years for anyone to realise.
Much happier at college.
I loved school, it was a sanctuary to the rest of my life. I had a lot of very caring and enthusiastic teachers who put in a lot of effort and extra hours and got on really well with each other too. At secondary school we had a ‘head of discipline’ who’s sole role was to sort out misbehaviour and bullying – that made a huge difference. I was a weird loner but treated nicely by pretty much everyone. It was a bit of a rough school in a rough area, but teachers cared more about our wellbeing than the grades, the uniform or anything like that. I can appreciate how lucky I am for having that experience
My secondary school was mostly a collection of wasted opportunities. I was surprisingly popular but pushed people away to be friends with toxic people. I was surprisingly bright but it was uncool to try so I coasted through doing nothing. I was surprisingly good at some pretty niche sports but wasn’t really encouraged to play and thought I’d be laughed at for trying.
Thays not to say I didn’t enjoy it. I did but looking back I can’t remember the majority of it and I can’t remember a thing from primary school.
Primary- loved it, had a lot of good friends and a lot of families knew each other which meant it was quite tight-knit. The teachers and head teacher were amazing and truly the sort of teachers I want to be.
Secondary- hated it with a passion. The school was, initially, a dumping ground for the kids the other schools didn’t want to deal with. I got bullied heavily including being punched virtually unconscious and nothing was ever done.
The school changed hands when I was in year 8 and the idiots and most of the worst bullies and general awful kids got expelled and sent elsewhere which made for a nicer environment. I started to enjoy school a little more.
College- much preferred to secondary. The lecturers were people I knew already as I’d been attending there for gifted and talented programs, and they actually cared for their subject a lot. The college was small too and because people actually wanted to be there the dickheads were rare.