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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Detention sorts out a few issues
1stly I loved PE - our School was a football school, we were good at football, I mean county cup district cup league cup & league winners. I was on the team so my experience of PE was great, except every time we played away half the team in the mini bus used to get out (on the way to the game and back home) crying.
This was before the years of seatbelts in the back and our mini bus was two benches either side of a transit number. Old even then, very cramped and the dead arms and insults to one another amazed me we were ever in a fit state to win a game of football.
Anyway my story is of a bully, which sort of ended the bullying in PE. I played football at weekends for a team and I had the misfortune to cut my leg from nut to knee, which left a rather nice scab & bruise. Well I was showing off my trophy scar when the "non brainiac of a bully thought it would be funny to hit my leg, and laugh. This lad had been a bully to me and others for some time, not particularly hard but strong enough with a threat to hurt. I think my control had reached its limit so I floored him (of sorts via a bench and landed on top of him laying out blows. Just when our teacher entered the room. Detention for us both. I turned up as I was generally a good kid, although naughty when I wanted to be and he didn’t he said I need to write down why I should be have in the changing rooms. Well I thought bollocks to that, so instead I write down all the things that he did not know about going on in the changing rooms, bulling, stealing and in detail. How it was always strange that one kid had a new pair of trainers on whilst another had bare foot, how a dead arm and dead leg was a reason for poor performance of half the class and how said bully and friends ruined everybody’s lunch by stealing it in the changing rooms. I took an extra half an hour on it, and then gave it in. I said to him, if you have half a brain you will read it. He did, a few things changed after that.
I got a good pasting........... Nah he sorted it but I was half expecting that to come and bite me in the ass. Instead the people who were being bullied, less so me, but the guy who stuttered the weedy peg like fella and a few others had an easier time in PE, and a mate of mine got to wear his trainers, at last.
( , Sun 22 Nov 2009, 22:06, 5 replies)
1stly I loved PE - our School was a football school, we were good at football, I mean county cup district cup league cup & league winners. I was on the team so my experience of PE was great, except every time we played away half the team in the mini bus used to get out (on the way to the game and back home) crying.
This was before the years of seatbelts in the back and our mini bus was two benches either side of a transit number. Old even then, very cramped and the dead arms and insults to one another amazed me we were ever in a fit state to win a game of football.
Anyway my story is of a bully, which sort of ended the bullying in PE. I played football at weekends for a team and I had the misfortune to cut my leg from nut to knee, which left a rather nice scab & bruise. Well I was showing off my trophy scar when the "non brainiac of a bully thought it would be funny to hit my leg, and laugh. This lad had been a bully to me and others for some time, not particularly hard but strong enough with a threat to hurt. I think my control had reached its limit so I floored him (of sorts via a bench and landed on top of him laying out blows. Just when our teacher entered the room. Detention for us both. I turned up as I was generally a good kid, although naughty when I wanted to be and he didn’t he said I need to write down why I should be have in the changing rooms. Well I thought bollocks to that, so instead I write down all the things that he did not know about going on in the changing rooms, bulling, stealing and in detail. How it was always strange that one kid had a new pair of trainers on whilst another had bare foot, how a dead arm and dead leg was a reason for poor performance of half the class and how said bully and friends ruined everybody’s lunch by stealing it in the changing rooms. I took an extra half an hour on it, and then gave it in. I said to him, if you have half a brain you will read it. He did, a few things changed after that.
I got a good pasting........... Nah he sorted it but I was half expecting that to come and bite me in the ass. Instead the people who were being bullied, less so me, but the guy who stuttered the weedy peg like fella and a few others had an easier time in PE, and a mate of mine got to wear his trainers, at last.
( , Sun 22 Nov 2009, 22:06, 5 replies)
Grammer? Spelling? Punctuation? etc..
Perhaps you both should've spent more time in English classes than P.E?
( , Tue 24 Nov 2009, 13:15, closed)
Perhaps you both should've spent more time in English classes than P.E?
( , Tue 24 Nov 2009, 13:15, closed)
yeah but
We won the league,cup and county cup if they had let us I am sure we would have won the Grand National.
( , Tue 24 Nov 2009, 22:05, closed)
We won the league,cup and county cup if they had let us I am sure we would have won the Grand National.
( , Tue 24 Nov 2009, 22:05, closed)
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