More than a million primary pupils go to schools with no male teacher as experts warn of rise in misogyny among kids
The figure emerged as experts warn of a rise in misogyny due to a lack of positive role models for boys.
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Data showed that out of England 's 16,743 primaries, there were 3,392 with all-women teaching staff last November — with another 746 having men on the books only part-time.
It means 4,138 schools have no full-time male teacher, up from 3,865 in 2020.
A typical primary has about 300 pupils, so 1.2 million kids are at schools with only women teachers.
Overall, just one in seven of England's 350,000 primary school teachers is male.
The Department for Education statistics show the largest school with no men is West Thornton Primary in Croydon, South London, with 910 pupils.
Experts have warned of a lack of role models to combat misogynists like Andrew Tate.
Christopher McGovern, of the Campaign for Real Education, said masculinity has become a dirty word in the 'feminised' teaching profession.
He said: 'No wonder the classroom is shunned by most young men.
'But it's going to undermine the well-being and stability of this country.'
Education Secretary Bridget Phillipson has vowed to recruit more men.
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