School Sports Day
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)
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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Skiving Sports
Always used to skive sports by going to 'clean the chapel' (Church school you see). Which, basically, involved setting light to things.
Anyhow, the inevitable happens and I get dragged into a football match by a new, and hard-arsed, PE teacher. It went something along the lines of:
- Gurnox gets ball
- Gurnox kicks ball extremely hard
- Ball hits new PE teacher in the nuts
- PE teacher grabs happy sack, falls over and throws up
- Gurnox never gets PE again :)
( , Fri 31 Mar 2006, 17:00, Reply)
Always used to skive sports by going to 'clean the chapel' (Church school you see). Which, basically, involved setting light to things.
Anyhow, the inevitable happens and I get dragged into a football match by a new, and hard-arsed, PE teacher. It went something along the lines of:
- Gurnox gets ball
- Gurnox kicks ball extremely hard
- Ball hits new PE teacher in the nuts
- PE teacher grabs happy sack, falls over and throws up
- Gurnox never gets PE again :)
( , Fri 31 Mar 2006, 17:00, Reply)
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