Charles Spencer, brother of the late Diana, has done the world an enormous favor, and I don’t say that as any sort of exaggeration. He’s done an amazingly good thing for humanity by publishing his new book, A VERY PRIVATE SCHOOL. Thank you, Charles Spencer!
In Spencer’s case, he had the misfortune of attending a boarding school in England called Maidwell Hall, and the place had a headmaster and staff of abusers and pedophiles. A staff chock full of nuts, in other words.
I myself did not attend a boarding school, something for which I daily thank God, but growing up, I went to six different schools, three public and three private day schools. The three public schools were fantastic. The three private ones? Bizarre! So weird that I always identify with books like this one by Charles Spencer, or the first-person accounts of Paris Hilton and Katherine Kubler.
Private schools, whether they be day schools or boarding schools, are almost always unregulated places, and therefore, hell for the children who are stuck in them. There is NO oversight. No inspections. No board of education concerned with the welfare of the children.
No one to turn to if you have a legitimate complaint. Nobody is “watching the store.” Ever.
They are only as good as the character of whatever headmaster or headmistress has landed in the principal’s office, and a lot of those who wind up there are sorely lacking in not only qualifications but moral fiber. That was the case for Charles Spencer, whose headmaster was a pervert.
In my case, one was a sadistic nun and another was a drunk who behaved more like a member of the Mafia than the head of a school. I can’t speak for whoever ran the third private school I went to because I got myself out of there within about two weeks – but I can only imagine.
There was corporal punishment in the first school and the strangest forms of emotional abuse I’ve ever had the displeasure of being on the receiving end in the other. I was not abused sexually but at one of the schools, I found out years later, two other students, boys, were. I have a working theory that it was even more widespread there than just those two victims, and have been trying to find out more information about that for years, but getting people from that place to talk is an uphill battle. On top of all else, a lot of these places seem to be run on the Mafia principle of “omertà,” the gangster’s code of silence.
Corruption in such places can be rife because the old adage is true. Where there’s an opportunity you’ll find opportunists. What better place for some sick degenerate to work than a school where no one is held accountable for their actions?
Anyway, I urge anyone who went to one of these wretched institutions to get to the nearest bookstore and read A VERY PRIVATE SCHOOL. Spencer hits the place he attended right between the eyes, and it’s high time somebody did! The weirdo headmaster, the sadistic teachers, the other teachers who were not abusive but nevertheless complicit and therefore useless, the way the parents were told one thing while all manner of hideous others were going on – it’s all there. All of it. It’s even made me see parts of my own experiences with new eyes.
If you survived private school, you’ll get a lot from this book.
BRAVO, CHARLES SPENCER!









