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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Cheats NEVER beat…
Well not in this case anyway! Grade 5 (10 years old) cross country.
Spent a good hour or so running around a soggy field three times. Most of this time running alongside Simon Kelly in the battle for 5th spot (hey there was at least 45 in it!)
We were to exit the field and spend 5 minutes running on footpaths, back to the school gates and then cross the finish line 50 metres after the school gates.
It was a pretty close contest and both of us were waiting to make a final charge before the school gate that granted access for only one person at a time.
Anyway, the little bastard only decided on the last bend to cheat and cut across a front garden and gain a few valuable metres. What the little bastard didn’t realise was that the lawn was wet and he managed to slip and stumble, meaning that we met at the school gate at exactly the same moment. A nice hip and shoulder on my part left Simon in a heap against the gate and me happily crossing the line in 5th place.
Not a word was ever uttered between us about this incident.
Roll forward to the Grade 6 (11 years old) cross country.
In a near repeat of the previous year, Simon and I ran around chasing the 5th spot. He must have been training hard, as after two and a half laps he powered ahead of me. I was beaten, bugger. Imagine my surprise when 200 metres ahead of me, Simon sets off for a 4th lap of the field. Oh how I laughed as I started sprinting out of the field, onto the footpath and across the line in 5th place. I laughed even harder when Simon came home well down the field after completing a half lap out, before realising his error!
( , Tue 4 Apr 2006, 16:33, Reply)
Well not in this case anyway! Grade 5 (10 years old) cross country.
Spent a good hour or so running around a soggy field three times. Most of this time running alongside Simon Kelly in the battle for 5th spot (hey there was at least 45 in it!)
We were to exit the field and spend 5 minutes running on footpaths, back to the school gates and then cross the finish line 50 metres after the school gates.
It was a pretty close contest and both of us were waiting to make a final charge before the school gate that granted access for only one person at a time.
Anyway, the little bastard only decided on the last bend to cheat and cut across a front garden and gain a few valuable metres. What the little bastard didn’t realise was that the lawn was wet and he managed to slip and stumble, meaning that we met at the school gate at exactly the same moment. A nice hip and shoulder on my part left Simon in a heap against the gate and me happily crossing the line in 5th place.
Not a word was ever uttered between us about this incident.
Roll forward to the Grade 6 (11 years old) cross country.
In a near repeat of the previous year, Simon and I ran around chasing the 5th spot. He must have been training hard, as after two and a half laps he powered ahead of me. I was beaten, bugger. Imagine my surprise when 200 metres ahead of me, Simon sets off for a 4th lap of the field. Oh how I laughed as I started sprinting out of the field, onto the footpath and across the line in 5th place. I laughed even harder when Simon came home well down the field after completing a half lap out, before realising his error!
( , Tue 4 Apr 2006, 16:33, Reply)
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