For some they may have been the highlight of the school week, but all we remember is a never-ending series of punishments involving inappropriate nudity and climbing up ropes until you wet yourself.
Tell us about your PE lessons and the psychotics who taught them.
(, Thu 19 Nov 2009, 17:36)
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I actually quite liked our PE teachers. Didn't stop me being utterly *shite* at the whole subject.
So 'Summer' was here, and we had cross country runs. Week one, I wheezed my way around the course, with a quite spectacularly large number going in the 'Time' column next to my name on the teacher's clipboard.
Come the following week, he says 'Right, we're going to do this as a handicap. If I work it out right you should all get back together.'
Down he sits with the clipboard, casts an eye down the names. 'Right, Moog. You set off now, while I work out everyone else's'
Off I trot.
I still came in last. Upon looking at my *new* time, he simply said 'I could have walked it in that!'
I think it was the cheeky grin I gave him when I said 'Damn. My cunning plan has been foiled' that meant I didn't get a detention. Soon after that they discovered I was good with computers, and I basically ran unofficial IT support while the rest of the class had PE.
I'm just not built for running.
(, Fri 20 Nov 2009, 11:45, 1 reply)
Once took me 40 minutes to 'run' 2.5 miles.
(, Fri 20 Nov 2009, 13:05, closed)
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