PastelSpelling Test, 202030 x 40 cm

Humiliation is a poor way to teach. I attended a village school in the late ’60s, early ’70s. There was a weekly spelling test. Pupils had to stand on their desks. We were allowed down once a word was spelt correctly (out loud). I was always left standing. Class mates smirked as they gazed up at me. The sun beamed through the window teasing me in a bright spotlight. I wanted out of the cage to play in the woods. The floor fell, letters jigged, humiliation cut. It stays with you for ever. Young child to old lady.