Need an apology....

I was watching an old television show this morning and it really got me to thinking about how hard I had it growing up.  The more I thought about it, the more I decided that I needed an apology from the Mission ISD, school board and any surviving teachers for the way I was treated in elementary school.  I was forced to sit in a classroom with no air conditioning.  I was forced to learn the pledge of allegiance, the Star Spangled Banner, My Country Tis of Thee and numerous other songs that I remember to this day.  I was forced to eat my home made lunch out of a lunch box while sitting on hard concrete in the fresh air.  I was forced to go to recess and play.  I was forced to attend Halloween Carnivals at school, go through the spook house and participate in the cake walk.  I was forced to participate in the live nativity as a Shepard (because I broke my arm, but that's another apology I am owed) at Christmas time.  I was deprived of Spring Break and only had a long weekend for Easter in which to rest my weary brain.  I was taught to obey my teachers and behave at school or deal with the consequences when I got home.  I was forced to make friends with other children that I didn't know.  I was not allowed to ride a school bus because I only lived 1 1/2 miles from school instead of the required 2 miles; therefore, I was forced to ride my bicycle to school in good weather.  My teachers were not concerned with my self esteem when they gave me a failing grade on a test and they definitely had no problem sending a note home to my mother.  I was not allowed to wear shorts or pants to school unless they were under a dress.
I am sure I suffered many more injustices but I am probably to traumatized to remember them.  How did any of us survive those terrible conditions?