PE LessonsFor some they may have been the highlight of the school week, but all we remember is a never-ending series of punishments involving inappropriate nudity and climbing up ropes until you wet yourself.
Tell us about your PE lessons and the psychotics who taught them.
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chthonic, Thu 19 Nov 2009, 17:36)
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I have many gruesome memories of PE class.One of the worst, though, must be the memory of the teacher I had during the last three years of primary school. It was an all-girls school, but we had a male PE teacher (who used to walk around in the changing rooms all the time, which got a little weird by the age of 12) whose name translates to Sweet Lips. Yes, that's really what his name sounded like in my native language.
And I still have nightmares of the time we had to do some kind of somersault over a vault - by this time I was fourteen and in a co-ed high school. I misplaced my hand on the vault, fell, and in my attempt to break my fall accidentally put my hand on my teacher's crotch and took him down with me (yes, by his balls). Somehow I also managed to get my t-shirt over my head, leaving my breasts exposed to a class full of horny boys. The horror, the horror.
(, Fri 20 Nov 2009, 19:14, Reply)
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