There are plenty of low income households that emphasize reading. Guess how I know.That's not what I saw or experienced for both the adults and children.
There are plenty of low income households that emphasize reading. Guess how I know.That's not what I saw or experienced for both the adults and children.
I'm in my 60's and did not experience that.Is this possibly a generational thing? I'm in my 30s and this very much not my experience with reading, and who or what gender does it.
I experienced the same thing in the US in the 90s. Working class kids took pride in being dumb. Blew my mind. So my childhood was interesting. I learned very quickly not to wear my intelligence and fandom on my sleeve.For non-Brits 'thick' in this context means stupid or dumb in the intellectual and academic sense. 'Thick as two short planks' also 'Thick as sh*t'.
With the comprehensive I went to in the late 80s, the feeder primaries covered an eclectic mix with people from families that straddled the line between working & middle-class to people who's fathers were coal miners, as were their fathers and father-in-laws, all the way back. It was mainly boys from this latter background that were the 'cool to be thick brigade'. By the way the feeder primary I went to was itself eclectic in the backgrounds of its pupils. Also my paternal grandfather was a coal miner but my father read a lot as a child and went into engineering, so maybe it was a unique set of circumstances that lead to my experience. Oh and I certainly didn't do myself any favours socially with my interests.I was a working class kid who grew up on a council estate in the 70s/80s and went to a bog standard comprehensive. I was reading from a very young age, my dad read a lot also. I was bullied a fair bit but don't recall any of it being down to my reading books.
They would sometimes take your book and play keep-away.![]()
I wish I could explain my experience as a reader growing up. This is close but doesn't polish every facet.
In primary school, kids would look at me funny, but it wasn't too bad. In a system where your borrower card kept by the library would have for the average student half-filled one side, I was filling two whole cards. Both sides. In a year.
High school was the real problem. A lot of SF/F. Reading at every opportunity, even in class. Constantly bullied. Once a bully senses weakness, they go in hard. I had no idea how to retaliate. I had to curb my enthusiasms in public. The pill hard to swallow? Long after school, fellow students used to say, "Oh yer, I read that. Used to watch a lot of Dr Who too." But they never, ever shared at the time. Does my head in.
Also possibly made worse because I used to write the stuff as well. Best way I can describe it now is "exiled Earthman with his own ship explores a teeming galaxy that no one on Earth has any idea about. Conan in spaaaace!" Keep in mind this was years before the original Starman comics. At least I had a couple of fans that clamoured for the next installment.
Sidenote: my major bully was a horrible bloke. Tried to let that go, but it's hard. Three years ago, I found out his brother, in a country with restricted hand guns, shot him dead. "Every man's death diminishes me," the famous British statesman said, and I'm inclined to agree. But there are exceptions to everything I guess. And then I feel sad I cannot forgive.
Life. Complicated fucker, isn't it?
I was never made fun of for reading. That sounds strange to me. I got bullied and beat up a lot for other things. I really dont think about it anymore. I just cant hold a grudge for that long. Too many things in the present I need to handle. So I try to just be positive if I can.
Don't fear. Kids can't read these days and cheat their way through school. I now have to give in person tests to people that I interview. It's that bad. And most fail.
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