Astonvilla50
Brummie babby
I used to live round corner.by sky tower of block of flats.mill Mead road.bartley green .
I went to Ilmington from 1961 to 1965. Although there were one or two nice teachers there were twice as many very bad. Belting the kids was the first and last resort for some. I remember not getting a phrase right in English, the teacher was angry and stood over me, he quoted the phrase while hitting me across the head with a book for each word said. It didn’t do much for my confidence, stopped me getting involved in any activity at school in case I got something wrong. Shame really as it really ruined my schooling.I was at Ilmington from about the beginning of December 1955 until the end of the year. After the Christmas hols I moved to a school in Erdington. Whilst at Ilmington I was a “cottage homer.”
I was 13, very nearly 14 yrs old and in a class taught by Mr Roberts who had been in Burma during WW2 and who read us a book about the battle of Kohima. He drove a Vauxhall and sang in the City of Birmingham Choir. He asked if anyone was interested in attending a full rehearsal of a sung Mass (I can’t remember which one) but I expressed and interest and he picked me up from Shenley Fields. The auditorium was empty and I had the best seat in the Town Hall. I remember that we did algebra in maths. I didn’t really understand it. Strangely, I could get some problems right without understanding how I did so. I liked metalwork and made a planished tea caddy spoon. Lessons were very practical and oriented towards learning life skills.
I also taught at Ilmington for a period during 1961, as an unqualified teacher, mentored by Mr Webb. I took geography, 4th year civic studies and boy’s games lessons. I used to cycle to the school from Hockley, books for marking in my saddlebag.
I liked the school and the staff.
Reg VERNON
There were some thugs as teachers. A couple of lads were talking in science class. No person would own up to who it was. So we were made to stand in a circle and hold hands. Two lads were separated and given a piece of metal to hold, the science teacher then proceeded to turn a handle, which we soon found out was a generator. He sent a shock through all of us, one lad passed out and cracked his head on a desk. So called the happiest days of your life.I was in the "Technical Drawing", class and "edit", through a blackboard wiper, heavy wooden one, and hit me on the head, was under the Dr for about a month, was talking in assembly, and Mr Roberts came through the class and smacked me hard round the head, saw stars, I would have been about 12/13 years old, Sammy Small would have a queue outside his office for the can everyday.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I went to Ilmington from 1961 to 1965. Although there were one or two nice teachers there were twice as many very bad. Belting the kids was the first and last resort for some. I remember not getting a phrase right in English, the teacher was angry and stood over me, he quoted the phrase while hitting me across the head with a book for each word said. It didn’t do much for my confidence, stopped me getting involved in any activity at school in case I got something wrong. Shame really as it really ruined my schooling.
This very forum led to the downfall of the evil person I named in my above post because it was viewed by police researchers. One of his victims tried to take his own life & this led to the naming of the teacher who abused him and a search for witnesses.This thread was closed to remove certain named teachers who employed punishments and actions which, today, would be totally unacceptable and, in some instances, regarded as cruel. We are saddened for those members who received such treatment.
However, the named teachers have families and friends, and it is with this in mind and out of respect for them, that we have removed the naming of such teachers.
Admin Team.
"Technical Drawing" teacher, sounds like Mr. Duffield. Mr. Roberts, same for me, but when I got home my mum asked whyI was in the "Technical Drawing", class and "edit ", through a blackboard wiper, heavy wooden one, and hit me on the head, was under the Dr for about a month, was talking in assembly, and Mr Roberts came through the class and smacked me hard round the head, saw stars, I would have been about 12/13 years old, Sammy Small would have a queue outside his office for the can everyday.
I stand corrected Paul, however he was definitely in Burma in WW2.My technical Drawing teacher was "Doc Jennings", it would have been 1960/61, Mr Roberts told us that he was in the Parachute Regiment and Jumped into "Arnhem", so not in Far East, as far as I was aware, after the assembly incident my mom 5' 2" did the same, and came in assembly and shouted him out, was always nice to me afterwards.
I can’t say I enjoyed Ilmington that much Paul but it was a great area to grow up in. I lived by Bartley Green Resa but spent much of leisure my time in the Weoley Castle area where a lot of my pals lived.Hi Grea, who knows after so long, and memories do vary, really nice for me to speak on line to those of you like me went to "The cow Sheds", as it was known in the 50's, I did go back sometime in the 90's I believe and found a great hole in the ground, with just the green fence and gates, felt some how (lost), as a large part of our young lives was sort of discarded.