D. B. Gooner
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I know it's obvious but I have to rant about how bad it is. Everything about it.
The fact that they essentially kidnap you from your parents (in my country it's illegal not to send your child to elem school).
The fact that some miserable lady will punish you for behaving the way children are supposed to behave.
The fact that you are taught that your individuality is wrong.
The fact that little retards will pick on you and you can't do anything about it without being lectured and degraded.
The useless slop they force you to memorize in your developing years.
The fact that your own parents will belittle you and make you feel unloved over bad grades.
The fact that these scumbags think it's their duty to yell at a child which isn't theirs.
The boomers that will shame you and look down on you for insulting their precious facility.
Evil, vile, disgusting institution. I get angry whenever I think about it. Don't get me started on kindergartens.
And yet I look ungrateful for complaining. Because really, my elementary school teacher was like a mother to me. She would shower me on school trips because my real mother didn't teach me how to do it. When I would get a B I would break down crying because I knew my real mom would scream at me when I got home, and my teacher would hold me to calm me down.
Everybody would roll their eyes as they thought I was a teachers pet for doing that but I was just terrified of going home. When I would get a bad grade, I would take the longest route home, so that I could delay telling my mom about it as much as possible. Sometimes I would walk for like an hour. At some point it became too much so I started hiding my grades all together. Like 50% of them. I would even rip up my exam and dump the separate pieces of paper in different parts of the city to make sure it was never found like a little serial killer. This turned me into a pathological liar as an adult. Whenever I think I will disappoint someone, I withhold information from them.
The fact that they essentially kidnap you from your parents (in my country it's illegal not to send your child to elem school).
The fact that some miserable lady will punish you for behaving the way children are supposed to behave.
The fact that you are taught that your individuality is wrong.
The fact that little retards will pick on you and you can't do anything about it without being lectured and degraded.
The useless slop they force you to memorize in your developing years.
The fact that your own parents will belittle you and make you feel unloved over bad grades.
The fact that these scumbags think it's their duty to yell at a child which isn't theirs.
The boomers that will shame you and look down on you for insulting their precious facility.
Evil, vile, disgusting institution. I get angry whenever I think about it. Don't get me started on kindergartens.
And yet I look ungrateful for complaining. Because really, my elementary school teacher was like a mother to me. She would shower me on school trips because my real mother didn't teach me how to do it. When I would get a B I would break down crying because I knew my real mom would scream at me when I got home, and my teacher would hold me to calm me down.
Everybody would roll their eyes as they thought I was a teachers pet for doing that but I was just terrified of going home. When I would get a bad grade, I would take the longest route home, so that I could delay telling my mom about it as much as possible. Sometimes I would walk for like an hour. At some point it became too much so I started hiding my grades all together. Like 50% of them. I would even rip up my exam and dump the separate pieces of paper in different parts of the city to make sure it was never found like a little serial killer. This turned me into a pathological liar as an adult. Whenever I think I will disappoint someone, I withhold information from them.
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