The typical phys ed teacher, we would play dodge ball most of the time on the high school basketball court which was separated by a make shift wall, to keep the boys separated from the girls.
The typical phys ed teacher, we would play dodge ball most of the time on the high school basketball court which was separated by a make shift wall, to keep the boys separated from the girls.
Rural school. Tennis, golf, swimming, bowling and cross-country skiing. Loved it.
Fond memories of gym class (we didn’t call it PE) with Mr. Hagerman. We played a variation of dodgeball called animal ball - the last 5 or so that were left standing were allowed to chase people down and cram the ball down their throats. I had good hands for a fat kid and could catch well, so I often survived to that level - but wasn’t so good at avoiding the cram shot.
Mr. Hagerman called us all “fuzz nuts” and let boys fight in the locker room if they wanted to take their aggressions out (he supplied boxing gloves). He wouldn’t last long today, I suspect.
I watched the movie Porky’s. That did it for me.
I heard from some young folks about 10 years ago, that nobody uses the showers in the gym locker room anymore.
Our PE teacher was a former Marine. Very fit, Johnny Unitas hair-cut. Made the boys line up for inspection and to get our instructions for the activity of the day. There was one goofy fat kid, with long messy hair, clothes that didn’t fit, who received most of his ire.
It was like middle-school version of “Full Metal Jacket” for 11 year-olds
Girls were on the other side of the gym, divided by a moveable wall. Never knew what they got up to
I was a sickly kid, and we didn’t know until 16 that it was related to an autoimmune disorder - so was my weight, as I was heavy. Renal insufficiency was making me hold water, and my blood pressure was typically in the 260’s/150’s, even with meds.
I had a few PE teachers who understood that the fault wasn’t mine, but for two of my high school years I had a teacher who dumped on me, even though I was written out of PE officially due to my health concerns. My Junior year she failed me, somehow, despite numerous doctor’s letters to the point that in Senior year, I was forced to attend PE but without participating. Nor could I do other classwork.
Woman was a cvnt. I was thrilled to leave.
However, for the brief period where I was able after dropping more than 110# of water weight, I did exercise. I was just happy that I could.
further pussification of a once resilient society
but of course without the purveyors of pussification, there would likely be hardly any. So what to do when one gives a damn about the Country — become “MAGA”, become a “White Supremist”, or simply play Dodge Ball?
BAD — We played dodge ball frequently, which wasn’t a problem except the occasional time when we were misbehaving and the gym teacher made us play with a tennis ball. I think I still have some welts on my body from that one, since one of my classmates in gym that year was a pitcher on the baseball team.
GOOD — We played floor hockey frequently, too. I hated hockey at the time but I got stuck playing goalie once and did phenomenally well. It made me pretty popular among the jocks in my graduating class who were impressed that I was willing to get peppered with a hockey ball while wearing minimal protective gear. It was also the first step in turning me into a huge hockey fan.
Did the survey include girls gym classes that included not only boys, but sick twisted boys?
I kept looking at the girls phys ed teacher in highschool on the other side of the gym curtain. She was hot at the time. She said if I kept it up I’d get detention, I said that was point. Unfortunately I didn’t get detention.
I remember those days and not fondly. As a result I do not care about any sports at all. I believe the gym class caused my first mitral valve problems. Now have an artificial one.
Only good thing I can remember about gym was when I was sick and out for a few days. When I went back the class had broken up into basketball teams. As I had no team to go on the coach had me do Trampoline! I loved it and got good at it.
Same in my school Dodge ball made you think fast on your feet, that’s for sure.
I remember all my PE classes well for 7th to 11th grade.
it was extremely competitive.
I could run a five minute mile bare foot, my parents couldn’t afford Adidas in the early 70’sand I didn’t make enough doing news paper delivery and mowing yards to pay also.
I played with Varsity Football team off season.
They liked cross country runners because we were quick and had endurance.
I was ejected from PE school sports because I did not like people picking on me.
Cheat at baseball, basketball, Flag football, soccer when the coach or referee wasn’t looking and I got even, Times 10 you paid for being an a$$hole cheat.
I sent many people to the nurses offices after they cheated and was ejected from PE, or suspected from school.
I’m not a big guy, just average.
I still have a scar on my back from a coach pulling me off a Brown belt Karate kid that had just royally kicked my ass,
then laughed about it, and I got him off his feet.
I got a weeks suspension for that one.
Boomer era school was way different than today.
We fought.