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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Family loyaltyIt was my eighth birthday, and my auntie came to visit. I was surprised as she brought Gary, one of the boys from my class at school with her. Turns out he was her grandson, making him my second cousin or something.
Anyways...
Fast forward a few weeks and it's "Sports Day"
I'm in the "running a lap of the playground" race. With legs and heart pounding I'm managing 4th place, with only a few yards to go. The leaders head for the home straight. Gary sticks his leg out. Third girl falls. I race past her limp, bloodied body and claim third place as my very own.
I got a certificate (I was 8. It meant something....Ok!)
After the race I nod and smile at Gary, he smiles back.
It was never mentioned again and no-one knew we were related until we were 14 and used the same excuse for not doing our homework.
I'd apologise for length, but it's my first post and it's oh-so exciting.
(, Sun 2 Apr 2006, 23:03, Reply)
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