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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Shootin' Hoops
As the child with the perpetual 'always well behaved despite having no natural ability' marks on my high school PE reports I was always singled out by the PE teacher sadist to demonstrate how not to do something in any given sport. Either that of he liked humilating me in front of my year.Each once in a while I'd hear 'menashem! here!'. *sigh* Once (just once, the rest of the time it was; raining/snowing = footbal/rugby or sunny/warm = indoor football.) we had a basketball class.Cue front and centre me as lame demo guy. "Throw that ball into the hoop" I saunter up to the hoop, heart racing, with half the male year watching me and trying not to laugh too much, as I'd not fallen over yet. I pick the ball up, aim (having never got a hoop in my life) and get it in. Woo!That one hoop in basketball was the only good moment in 6 years of high school sports. What a bloody waste of time.
( , Sat 1 Apr 2006, 14:23, Reply)
As the child with the perpetual 'always well behaved despite having no natural ability' marks on my high school PE reports I was always singled out by the PE teacher sadist to demonstrate how not to do something in any given sport. Either that of he liked humilating me in front of my year.Each once in a while I'd hear 'menashem! here!'. *sigh* Once (just once, the rest of the time it was; raining/snowing = footbal/rugby or sunny/warm = indoor football.) we had a basketball class.Cue front and centre me as lame demo guy. "Throw that ball into the hoop" I saunter up to the hoop, heart racing, with half the male year watching me and trying not to laugh too much, as I'd not fallen over yet. I pick the ball up, aim (having never got a hoop in my life) and get it in. Woo!That one hoop in basketball was the only good moment in 6 years of high school sports. What a bloody waste of time.
( , Sat 1 Apr 2006, 14:23, Reply)
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