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At some point in the distant past, someone at my school had built a large concrete tank behind the sheds and called it a swimming pool. Proud of this, they had a "Swimming Sports Day" in which everyone had to participate, even those who couldn't swim (they got to walk across the shallow end of the tank).

This would probably have been OK if the pool hadn't turned a deep opaque green the night before due to lack of maintainance. Even the school sports stars didn't want to go near the gloopy mess in the pool. We were practically pushed in. I'm sure some of the younger kids never surfaced again and the non-swimmers looked petrified.

Tell us your sports day horrors.

(, Thu 30 Mar 2006, 11:13)
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Ah... going to school in Hong Kong had many advantages for young boys, including huge snakes on the cross country track, never being cold in shorts and having pocket money larger than many locals monthly wages.

However, the downside was that one of the main sports was swimming. Swimming is *f-u-n*, when its after school in your apartments' pool and you're cooling off and mucking about. The fun rapidly disappears when somebody is timing you and making you do it at a fast pace in front of the rest of your class, especially when you are Sport Billy's retarded brother that they kept hidden in the basement.

Occasionally, for school swimming day, this involved the entire school. As the school pool wasn't big enough we'd get carted off to a local public pool, with concrete grandstands and no shade whatsoever. Now, much as I loved watching the popular kids swim around and recieve yet more undeserved adulation, doing it in the baking sun strangely lost all its appeal.

Now, my mate and I both happened, by dint of parental membership, to have access to the exclusive (i.e. no poor people) Aberdeen Marina Yacht Club. Which was about 100M from the concrete hell pit where the school swimming gala was. Not being good at sport, and thus not stupid, we realised in the confusion of unloading buses of schoolkids, two lads could slip away pretty easily.

As we sat, lounging in the far nicer, cooler and more relaxing pool at "The Club", sipping diet cokes, having a nice lunch and occasionally popping off to maybe play on the video games or a spot of ping pong, we spared a moments thought for the popular kids, baking and swimming, baking and swimming. Silly tossers.

Length is nothing without the membership card to let you in.
(, Thu 30 Mar 2006, 16:10, Reply)

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