PE Lessons
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)
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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High Jump.
Firstly, I am slightly below average height at 36 years of age. At 13 years of age I was nearly a fucking midget, if my father was to be believed.
One day in PE, Mr Rennie the PE teacher decided the whole class - boys and girls - would undertake a high jump elimination. The pole was set at about 50cm and we took it in turns to jump over. If you made it you could jump again, if not you were out. Once everyone had been over or spazzed up,the bar was raised by 10cm.
No one bothered with the fosby flop, you'd look like you were showing off and lets face it, for that height you'd be a cock anyway. Everyone vaulted in some form or other, one girl just ran straight at the bar in either a show of contempt or just plain dumbassedness.
So as the lesson progressed I seemed to be keeping up with the big boys. No idea how, but I did. One by one they dropped out until finally I was in the last 3, whereupon I made my exit.
There's no lolz, no payoff or big surprise - just this: the short kid beat nearly everyone in the class in the high jump. But no one cared because it was the high jump and not football, cricket or rugby.
( , Fri 20 Nov 2009, 20:42, Reply)
Firstly, I am slightly below average height at 36 years of age. At 13 years of age I was nearly a fucking midget, if my father was to be believed.
One day in PE, Mr Rennie the PE teacher decided the whole class - boys and girls - would undertake a high jump elimination. The pole was set at about 50cm and we took it in turns to jump over. If you made it you could jump again, if not you were out. Once everyone had been over or spazzed up,the bar was raised by 10cm.
No one bothered with the fosby flop, you'd look like you were showing off and lets face it, for that height you'd be a cock anyway. Everyone vaulted in some form or other, one girl just ran straight at the bar in either a show of contempt or just plain dumbassedness.
So as the lesson progressed I seemed to be keeping up with the big boys. No idea how, but I did. One by one they dropped out until finally I was in the last 3, whereupon I made my exit.
There's no lolz, no payoff or big surprise - just this: the short kid beat nearly everyone in the class in the high jump. But no one cared because it was the high jump and not football, cricket or rugby.
( , Fri 20 Nov 2009, 20:42, Reply)
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