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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ah, sports day...on one of the few occasions that i didn't have chickenpox, lice, an unfortunate sprain, scurvy or otherwise, i was roped into it. well, about as much roping as sitting on the sidelines and dying of heat related death can have. anyway, our school (this is a primary school) was built on the site of a WWII airship landing type thingy. as such, all of the houses were named after planes. we had our house points, and little colours and such. spitfire was blue, hercules was green, hurricane was red and mosquito were yellow. i was a mosquito. now yellow is the brightest of these colours, as you may know...
BEES. fucking. bees. EVERYWHERE. one.. well, one landed on my leg. so i bawled hysterically, like the nine year old that i was. the year six girls spent the rest of the event trying to clam me down and figure out if i'd actually been stung whilst my friends laughed at me. nasty little herculesian buggers!
(, Sun 2 Apr 2006, 22:52, Reply)
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