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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Glad he leftMy mum had recently married and had a new baby by my 'stepdad'.
This was 1978 and the bay city roller style boot had gone out of favour a couple of years before.
My 'new daddy' hadn't caught that and was still wearing them that summer.
He decided to do his duty and entered the Fathers race, to disastrous consequences.
He ran, and fell with an almighty thump, the fat bastard, and I swear his foot came up in slow motion and sunlight glinted off it for all to see.
I didn't like my new daddy anymore.
I was glad when he left.
(, Fri 31 Mar 2006, 23:07, Reply)
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