In defence of the instructing of the instructing fraternity, I don't believe I was left suffering any illusions about the dragons that lurked behind uncoordinated turns close to the ground. A floor of 3,000' agl + 500' feet for a a simulated base to final turn at low speed, a deliberate stall whilst skidding and then once it was all squared away, a significant tap on the altimeter, now reading somewhat less than 3,000' - I got the point. Of course this was in a time and place where we were taught to spin and recover - funnily enough despite the use of what are now considered unsuitable aircraft, I am not aware of a single accident arising from the practice, but that's an argument for another day.