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Physical Education was never a class I looked forward to and the reason for that has a lot to do with crazy teachers.
Oh there were times I enjoyed the activities.. I remember fondly scuttling around on old wooden scooter boards, learning how to do somersaults, and playing with the parachute. Those were good times.
I also remember being forced to run for hours at a time (torture!), being made to climb up a rope as if I were in the military, and who can forget the deadly games of dodge ball?
Wait forget dodge ball… I will never forget LaCrosse. Someone had the brilliant idea to give a bunch of 7th graders LaCrosse sticks, loosely give them some rules and let them have at each other. Awesome. I’m lucky to have survived that one.
In elementary school a girl got hit in the head with a bat during baseball and our phys ed teacher ‘reassured’ her with a cheery “Walk it off!”. Um. Right. I don’t think that works with concussions.
I think that just about sums up the tip of the iceberg when it comes to my bad experiences with gym teachers. Just about.
I guess they weren’t all so bad though. I didn’t have a female phys ed teacher until middle school. She was pretty awesome, I couldn’t really say anything bad about her. Too bad she left halfway through the year to go work at Club Med. Can I blame her though? No, not really. I’d definitely have done the same thing in her shoes.
Did you enjoy Phys Ed as a kid or would you have rather escaped to Club Med like my lucky teacher?