The head teacher at my primary school harassed one student to the extent that a group of parents (unsuccessfully, unfortunately) tried to have her removed from the school.
The poor kid got the blame (as in, got full on, spittle flying, screamed at) for everything that went wrong or broke, even if another child admitted it was actually their fault. She was a really nice, bright, well behaved kid; she just often looked a mess, because she was being brought up by a totally clueless and uninvolved single Dad who’d been a teenager when she was born, and never expected (or really wanted) a child. Her Dad pretty much just left her to look after herself from the age of 4. She used to wash her own clothes by wearing them and having a bath. The kid only avoided being taken into care because the neighbour, whose daughter was a classmate, made sure she was properly fed and at least owned appropriate clothing. It was the neighbour who tried to get the teacher removed, not the girl’s Dad, after her daughter brought home stories…
I mean, I suppose it’s possible that everyone else was mistaken, and the teacher was the only person who could see the horrible chaos this little girl was causing, or, just maybe, teaching is not actually the only profession immune to bullies who pick on the vulnerable.
Regarding the study, it’s not a massive surprise to me; I went to a selective, high pressure, and rather old fashioned girls’ secondary school, where exam results were everything. We were constantly told how important all that was; girls who didn’t get the exam results were quietly ‘encouraged’ to move to other schools, and those of us who made the grade were constantly told how we were the cream of the crop, that we were pretty much going to be running the country after we left. It was one of those schools where crying in the toilets because you only got 95% on a test was totally normal, because stuff like getting an A, not an A+ really mattered, and failing a test was punished worse than fighting.
Spoiler alert: we aren’t running the country.
A lot of my old classmates had serious issues adjusting to life after we left, because it suddenly became very obvious that the narrowly defined success we’d been told was all that mattered was actually pretty much irrelevant in the real world. We were not at all well equipped for the real world. We weren’t able to just breeze into a great job, like we’d been led to expect; all that effort amounted to nothing more than a different letter on one line of an application form that was irrelevant anyway, because they really needed someone with experience.
If it feels like everyone in authority has been lying to you so much and for so long, why should you still care about all the other stuff they said was bad?
I mean, most of us got our act together eventually, but there were a few years there… and one or two suicides.