Back then the teacher that I had was really clueless. We would send books around the class with certain parts flagged...they were Playboy romance novel and other stuff. We would pass food around. We suspected that he wore the same pants EVERYDAY, so someone put a chalk mark on his pant and the teacher didn't even know it. I obviously was depressed and hope that teachers now would be more aware of their students and hopefully get help. However, I would have never admitted to anything and figure something to say to disprove them. Heck, I did that well into adulthood. (I think?) Well, at the least, know one listened.
The memory was spurred by my therapist and I talking about music which we often do. I hope that you like the songs. How do they relate to you?