School Trips
Get left behind? Go somewhere utterly amazing? Get bollocked by a lardy coach driver? Find out the school nurse was secretly bonking the Geography teacher? All these and more on just one five day trip to the Dorset coast. Whahey!
Tell us how your school trip spiralled out of control.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
Get left behind? Go somewhere utterly amazing? Get bollocked by a lardy coach driver? Find out the school nurse was secretly bonking the Geography teacher? All these and more on just one five day trip to the Dorset coast. Whahey!
Tell us how your school trip spiralled out of control.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
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Send forth all legions!
The thing I hated most about school trips were the horrible blow they often were to the imaginations of small children.
"Right today, we are going to visit the Roman Legion fort and amphitheatre at Carleon" we were told.
"Wow!" We all thought. How exciting and were all really keen. How impressed the teachers were at our enthusiasm. What they had forgotton was how imaginative small children can be. We were honestly expecting to see gladiators, lions eating christians and a big fort, fully stocked with Roman soldiers.
What we got were some lumps in a field and a few low stone walls on a wet and windy Welsh day. I have no idea why I did an A level in Archaeology some years later after such a disappointment. Our first field trip was to Carleon.
Another time, half the year of seven year olds got taken to Goodrich castle (quite a good one with much opportunity for running around like a mad thing and climbing battlements and general mayhem).
The other half got taken to some music and movement interpretitive dance bollocks.
Guess which trip I got sent on? Go on guess.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 16:03, Reply)
The thing I hated most about school trips were the horrible blow they often were to the imaginations of small children.
"Right today, we are going to visit the Roman Legion fort and amphitheatre at Carleon" we were told.
"Wow!" We all thought. How exciting and were all really keen. How impressed the teachers were at our enthusiasm. What they had forgotton was how imaginative small children can be. We were honestly expecting to see gladiators, lions eating christians and a big fort, fully stocked with Roman soldiers.
What we got were some lumps in a field and a few low stone walls on a wet and windy Welsh day. I have no idea why I did an A level in Archaeology some years later after such a disappointment. Our first field trip was to Carleon.
Another time, half the year of seven year olds got taken to Goodrich castle (quite a good one with much opportunity for running around like a mad thing and climbing battlements and general mayhem).
The other half got taken to some music and movement interpretitive dance bollocks.
Guess which trip I got sent on? Go on guess.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 16:03, Reply)
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