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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Setting the tone for the rest of my teenage years..
I pretty much hated sports day at school. I was a fairly good runner, but I'm also a lazy little sod. Therefore, my last sports day at secondary school was spent with a couple of my friends drinking a bottle of Bacardi in the changing rooms.
This was all great, and when the gym was vacated in favour of the track events in the afternoon, we spent an hour or so flinging ourselves off the wallbars at the top of the gym and onto the high jump mats.
Incredibly fun, until a pretty irate looking History teacher burst in and informed my incredibly drunken best mate that she was due to compete in the high jump event.
Had a lot of fun watching that one.
( , Tue 4 Apr 2006, 10:54, Reply)
I pretty much hated sports day at school. I was a fairly good runner, but I'm also a lazy little sod. Therefore, my last sports day at secondary school was spent with a couple of my friends drinking a bottle of Bacardi in the changing rooms.
This was all great, and when the gym was vacated in favour of the track events in the afternoon, we spent an hour or so flinging ourselves off the wallbars at the top of the gym and onto the high jump mats.
Incredibly fun, until a pretty irate looking History teacher burst in and informed my incredibly drunken best mate that she was due to compete in the high jump event.
Had a lot of fun watching that one.
( , Tue 4 Apr 2006, 10:54, Reply)
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