Worst one was P.E.
Then music; I flunked it completely in first year grammar school. I just totally didn't understand how it worked. Luckily never had to do it again.
French was also almost impossible to me. Despite having idiomatic, if limited, german because of family holidays there each year, the actual mechanics of language were like greek to me! , for instance I can remember not understanding what bit of language "est" ( "is") was. What is this thing? was my reaction.
And then chemistry. Exactly like
GlassWall wrote:
Chemistry. bleh! i detested it - all those damn experiments. i always tried to pair up with someone who liked doing that part.
I liked the ideas, up to a point, the elemental table etc, but the actual process was just so messy and unpredictable.
GlassWall wrote:
Physics i loved.
Me too, relatively.
But P.E. was the one I would skive off, hide in the music rooms upstairs with my piano-playing friend ( the only friend i had ), whenever I possibly could. I hated having to change clothes for it, into revolting skimpy ugly stupid ( what is the point of a "skirt" the length of shorts, to play hockey in?!) stuff, and go out into the cold, or a muggy gym, and run around after a tedious ball, or climb over objects which could much more easily just walk round! ?
Teachers made a big difference to me in certain subjects. Maths, Geography, for example. But English, Art, Biology, and History I loved whoever was teaching it.