School Sports DayAt 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.
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chthonic, Thu 30 Mar 2006, 11:13)
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Miss ChewbaccaA long time ago in a galaxy far far away (Hull/'Ull) There was to be a fantastical sports day at a primary school on a lovely council estate. There would be races with eggs and spoons and potato sacks! And there would be prizes - Oh god the prizes!!!! Too fantastical for me to even mention (Something so shit I forget what they were)
Anyway, on the day of said sporting activities a particularly lovely teacher - Miss Chewbacca (Obviously not her real name, but it's similar!) So anyways, Miss Chewbacca approaches and ever so sweetly says "Who would rather go draw pictures and read books instead of joining in the racing?"
So of course myself and a few of my friends all look at each other - actually we were quite thrilled by this idea as we were lazy fecks that didn't want to participate in such wank activities, So we all raise our hands along with a couple of the weirdos that always threw tables and chairs at the teachers.
So Miss Chewbacca says "Excellent" (not unlike Mr Burns might i add) "follow me please children" so we all follow her giggling all the way, very proud of ourselves because we'd got out of crappy sports.
Oh what a bitch it was when she let us all into the smallest, hottest classroom, waited til we were all inside then slammed the door behind her and began shouting at us because we chose the wrong thing and that we were all crap cause we didn't want to do sporting activities. The rest of the afternoon in that stuffy room was a bitch.
We all had to sit in silence,(apart from the odd whimper) writing lines
"I must always participate in sport"
We were there for a good 3 hours.
I think the only good thing about that afternoon was the fact that my mother had a bitch fit at Miss Chewbacca when she found out what had happened. Wasn't a good day for that evil old cow - My mother was already her sworn enemy because she used to send my brother to the headteacher so often and told everyone, including my mother "He's trouble"
Okay so he might have been trouble (and it's possible that he still is) but you don't say shit like that to my mother, she'll give you a tongue lashing that you'll never forget - Her words scar you for life, she truly is an evil genius.
Looking back on it now it was all quite 'Simpsons' but this was a few years before then, i think big brother is watching me.
(, Fri 31 Mar 2006, 2:22, Reply)
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