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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Im not sporty. Infact im so unsporty that i've never been in any sports team and dont even play frisbee in summer. What can i say, im a natural born sitter.
When in school i was infamously the least willing PE student. I never voluteered for sports day. Not one single event, stating that our house would be better off without me. This was much to the displeasure of my tutor Mrs Hawthorn who happened to be head of PE. Each year i managed to get out of it. I hid when she called people up to 'volunteer'. I voluteered for 'drinks' duty before she could press gang me into somthing. I even created some house cheerleaders (of an unenergetic sort) to give me somthing to do on the day which didnt involve running whilst everyone was looking at me.
Unfotunately in my last year i was cornered. She managed to bring in a new rule claiming ALL students had to compete in one of the events. She forced me into a 50m relay team. Dreading this day i tried to look forwards to the two week holiday to cyprus my friends parents were taking me and Buddy No1 on which would cut short this painful term by a whole week.
The time ticked away. I even cleaned my PE kit and tried to find some socks. Then, when the doom-ridden morning came i peered out of my window into a sheet of rain. The whole day rained off. It had to be postponed. For a week. Right slap bang in the middle of my holiday.
UP YOURS MRS HAWTHORN!
(she carried on making my life hell, but at least i won one back)
( , Mon 3 Apr 2006, 2:46, Reply)
Im not sporty. Infact im so unsporty that i've never been in any sports team and dont even play frisbee in summer. What can i say, im a natural born sitter.
When in school i was infamously the least willing PE student. I never voluteered for sports day. Not one single event, stating that our house would be better off without me. This was much to the displeasure of my tutor Mrs Hawthorn who happened to be head of PE. Each year i managed to get out of it. I hid when she called people up to 'volunteer'. I voluteered for 'drinks' duty before she could press gang me into somthing. I even created some house cheerleaders (of an unenergetic sort) to give me somthing to do on the day which didnt involve running whilst everyone was looking at me.
Unfotunately in my last year i was cornered. She managed to bring in a new rule claiming ALL students had to compete in one of the events. She forced me into a 50m relay team. Dreading this day i tried to look forwards to the two week holiday to cyprus my friends parents were taking me and Buddy No1 on which would cut short this painful term by a whole week.
The time ticked away. I even cleaned my PE kit and tried to find some socks. Then, when the doom-ridden morning came i peered out of my window into a sheet of rain. The whole day rained off. It had to be postponed. For a week. Right slap bang in the middle of my holiday.
UP YOURS MRS HAWTHORN!
(she carried on making my life hell, but at least i won one back)
( , Mon 3 Apr 2006, 2:46, Reply)
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