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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Cross Country Running
I remember back at school they seemed to have this obsession with "Cross Country Running" - which generally involved herding our entire year into a group, and running us round all our sports pitches, up a dodgy country lane, round a giant tree at the end, and back again, while they looked on with whips and rifles*.
Anyway - two stories spring to mind with this particular event. One was my friend Ali, who managed to walk the course (to learn the way etc) beforehand in a little under an hour. Then ran it in an hour and 45 minutes. How he managed this, nobody will ever know.
Also, I remember back in year eight, the way I made one of my best friends was running into him half way round the course, hidden behind a tree, eating a kit-kat. Just struck me as hillarious - eating a chocolate bar on what is essentially a gruelling fitness regime. The utter pie.
* - Mild exaggeration, may not have happened.
( , Sun 2 Apr 2006, 15:22, Reply)
I remember back at school they seemed to have this obsession with "Cross Country Running" - which generally involved herding our entire year into a group, and running us round all our sports pitches, up a dodgy country lane, round a giant tree at the end, and back again, while they looked on with whips and rifles*.
Anyway - two stories spring to mind with this particular event. One was my friend Ali, who managed to walk the course (to learn the way etc) beforehand in a little under an hour. Then ran it in an hour and 45 minutes. How he managed this, nobody will ever know.
Also, I remember back in year eight, the way I made one of my best friends was running into him half way round the course, hidden behind a tree, eating a kit-kat. Just struck me as hillarious - eating a chocolate bar on what is essentially a gruelling fitness regime. The utter pie.
* - Mild exaggeration, may not have happened.
( , Sun 2 Apr 2006, 15:22, Reply)
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