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School PE – Is anyone else scarred for life?

Urgh! The mere thought of PE lessons at school is enough to fill me with dread.

Primary school wasn’t too bad.

But secondary school – OMG! Scar central.

I don’t know what was worse – the obligatory uniform PE knickers (they had nothing on Bridget Jones’s big pants) or freezing in mid-winter trying to avoid playing sport I absolutely detested, namely hockey.

I get the whole “children need exercise” that is rammed down our throats, to make us feel better that we are being forced to play something we:

a) clearly have no interest in

b) are absolutely no good at whatsoever

c) would prefer to be doing pretty much anything else but

BUT surely over the years the educated bods in education might have actually cottoned on to the fact that not all children like all sports.

So why are thousands of school-kids still being put through the torture of having to endure sports lessons in sports they have absolutely no desire to play?

Most secondary schools these days (or maybe it’s just the ones where I live) have had shed loads of money thrown at them to build state-of-the art Gym blocks – complete with fitness gyms, dance studios, etc. But yet, they still insist on making the students do the bog standard crappy sports subjects of old.

I applied for a job in Australia a while back (wishful thinking, one day I’ll make it down under … do you think I could claim asylum? Nah, didn’t think so.)  Anyway, I thought I’d better check out schools for SC, just on the off-chance Lady Luck was smiling down on me.

And frankly, they seem to have nailed the sports thing.  One school I checked out offered the children a variety of sports from which they could choose what they wanted to play during the winter and summer seasons.  So boys weren’t forced to play football or rugby – they had a choice from football, rugby, basketball and hockey (I think) – and similarly in the summer they weren’t forced to run around a track or play cricket but again had a choice from cricket, tennis and swimming.

Surely, this might be a more sensible option for secondary schools in this country to adopt.  After all, they have a huge number of PE staff and not all teachers are teaching every lesson.

And if the students were given a choice as to what to play, maybe they might actually begin to enjoy PE instead of having this looming sense of dread every time a PE lessons sails into view on the timetable.

So were you left scarred by your PE experience at school or did you enjoy it?

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Sorry Miss, the dog ate my homework!

Obviously, SC doesn’t have a dog so he doesn’t have this excuse.homework excuse

But maths homework duly done at the weekend – when I say homework, it was just colouring in – was put careful with said maths book.

OK, so it was the floor in his bedroom, but I digress, I knew where it was…

Cue, for the homework ghosts!

Yesterday I went to his bedroom to get maths book and homework and stick one in the other, but could I find the piece of paper that had been duly coloured? Oh no? The Homework Ghosts had taken it to that mysterious place in the ether where all homework disappears too.

I looked everywhere.

I searched high and low.

I searched through the recycling pile, shredding pile, all the bits of paper in his room. And yes, I did look through his maths book.

Cursing the Homework Ghost, I told him to please put it back.

But could I find it anywhere?

Nope!

ARGH!!!!!!

Thankfully, it was not too onerous a task to re-print off a page, courtesy of PowerPoint and using triangles and circles, within 5 minutes I had re-created the template, of a sort.

This morning when SC woke up he re-coloured in, which took all of 5 minutes. Then I gathered the paper and book and immediately went in search of sellotape to stick the sheet into the book.

And guess what fluttered out of the book as I opened it?

Yup! You’ve got it. The original bit of paper.

ARGH!!!!

I swear to God it was not in that book yesterday – that Homework Ghost played me for a fool … darn him!

Still, at least the original homework could go into the book and I didn’t have to write a note explaining the “Case of the Mysteriously Vanishing Homework”!

It certainly beats the dog eating it anyway 😉

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The A-Z of Life – Respect

R.E.S.P.E.C.T. find out what it means to me – goes the song.

Well first and foremost I believe we have to respect ourselves. If we don’t no one else will.

I believe we should respect our elders, be they teachers, superiors at work, or even just the little old lady at the bus stop. That’s what I was brought up to think and I shiver at the thought that children these days are not being brought up to respect their elders.

If, as parents, we do not teach our children to automatically respect their elders (not necessarily because they are their betters, but because they happen to be older and perhaps more wise in the ways of the world) we are perhaps failing in our parental duties by sending out the signal that children demand automatic respect from adults and that adults have to earn that respect rather than the other way around.

I remember at secondary school (and this was only  in the 80s) having to stand up as soon as the teacher walked in the room. It was an automatic, no questions asked, response and certainly the thought that the teacher had to earn our respect before we would stand up for them never crossed our minds. And yet a couple of years ago I remember some hoo-ha in the paper about a boy being suspended from school because he had refused to stand up when a teacher walked in (the new head had just instilled this as a school rule) and the father (probably about my age) rather than agreeing with the head sided with his son saying teachers needed to earn respect.

And when it comes to relationships I firmly believe we need to respect our partners and would like to think that a good relationship was one that is:

Romantic

Enjoyable

Sincere

Passionate

Enchanting

Connected

Tender

 

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I Feel Powerless, What Can I Do?

… to stop SC going through the hell I endured courtesy of bullies.

Since SC started school last year there has not been a week gone by where he hasn’t been pushed, shoved, hit, bitten, kicked, called names, etc.

Now I appreciate that some of these could be down to accidents, goodness knows I’m clumsy enough and I know SC takes after me in that respect. If it is there to bump into, we basically turn into Mr Bump. And sometimes he does run around not looking where he is going.

And I’m not the kind of parent that thinks their child is a complete angel – they all have their moments, we all do – but SC is not malicious, or violent, or mean.

But it appears there are 3 children in particular for whom SC is fair game.

So far this week he has been:

  • pushed with force onto the railings and received a lovely bruise to the lower ribcage in return;
  • punched on the jaw, with such force he was knocked to the ground onto the low-rise wall and received a beautiful shiner to the thigh;
  • hit/punched/bitten on the stomach, where there is a red abrasion mark as proof;
  • called names.

No wonder he doesn’t want to go to school.

And the teachers?

Oh well, it seems they never see anything. But if the boot is on the other foot and SC, in clumsy mode, accidentally knocks someone over;

  1. he always puts his hand up and admits liability and apologises immediately, without being told to;
  2. the teachers are always to keen to haul me into class.

 

I am literally at the end of my tether.

I was bullied at secondary school – to the extent I cannot remember anything about it, literally, I have no high school memories.

SC has at least another 10 years to go and these charming, delightful offsprings of the devil will more likely than not follow him through the education system.

I want him to have a happy childhood, full of fun, warm, happy memories. Not drawing a complete blank whenever anyone asks about it, or letting it affect him so he does not fulfill his potential in life.

I could leave him where he his and hope for the best.

I could move him to another school – but chances are there will be similar kids, just with different names and faces.

I just don’t know what to do?

What would you do?

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Love Is … Like a Series of Tests

Where each one tests your trust and faith, sometimes to the limit.

Who thought tests ended when you left education?

It seems that life and love is one big series of trials and tests.

Some we win, some we lose.

But win or lose, each test we encounter on our travels we learn, about ourselves and others.

It might hurt, feel like you don’t know what to do, how to react, etc, but I believe as long as we have, and hold onto, faith and trust, we can sail through any test with flying colours 😉

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The Children’s Bible – in a nutshell

I cannot take any credit for this, it was in my local church magazine this month. Even the original child author was not named in the magazine, so I don’t know who, where or even when this was written – if I did, I would credit.

The below is not meant to offend anyone. It is merely the result of a child being asked to write a book report on the entire Bible.

The resulting report should make us wonder though, how often we take for granted that children understand what they are being taught…

In the beginning, which occurred near the start, there was nothing but God, darkness and some gas. The Bible says The Lord thy God is one, but I think He must be a lot older than that.

Anyway, God said “Give me a light!” and someone did.

Then God made the world.

He split the Adam and made Eve. Adam and Eve were naked, but they weren’t embarrassed because mirrors hadn’t been invented yet.

Adam and Eve disobeyed God by eating one bad apple, so they were driven from the Garden of Eden. Not sure what they were driven in though, because they didn’t have cars.

Adam and Eve had a son, Cain, who hated his brother as long as he was Abel.

Pretty soon all of the early people died off, except for Methuselah, who lived to be like a million or something.

One of the next important people was Noah, who was a good guy, but one of his kids was kind of a Ham. Noah built a large boat and put his family and some animals on it. He asked some other people to join him, but they said they would have to take a rain check.

After Noah came Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. Jacob was more famous than this brother, Esau, because Esau sold Jacob his birthmark in exchange for some pot roast. Jacob had a son named Joseph who wore a really loud sports coat.

Another important Bible guy is Moses, whose real name was Charlton Heston. Moses led the Israel Lights out of Egypt and away from the evil Pharoah after God sent ten plagues on Pharoah’s people. These plagues included frogs, mice, lice, bowels and no cable.

God fed the Israel Lights every day with manicotti. Then he gave them his Top Ten Commandments. These include: don’t lie, cheat, smoke, dance or covet your neighbour’s stuff.

Oh yeah, and I just thought of one more: Humour thy father and thy mother.

One of Moses’ best helpers was Joshua who was the first Bible guy to use spies. Joshua fought the battle of Geritol and the fence fell over on the town.

After Joshua came David. He got to be king by killing a giant with a slingshot. He had a son named Solomon who had about 300 wives and 500 porcupines. My teacher says he was wise, but that doesn’t sound very wise to me.

After Solomon there were a bunch of major league prophets. One of these was Jonah, who was swallowed by a big whale and then barfed up on the shore.

There were also some minor league prophets, but I guess we don’t have to worry about them.

After the Old Testament came the New testament. Jesus is the star of The New. He was born in Bethlehem in a barn. (I wish I had been born in a barn too, because my mum is always saying to me, ‘Close the door! Were you born in a barn?’ It would be nice to say, ‘As a matter of fact, I was!’)

During His life, Jesus had many arguments with sinners like the Pharisees and the Sad Judgees.

Jesus also had twelve opossums. The worst one was Judas Asparagus. Judas was so evil that they names a terrible vegetable after him.

Jesus was a great man. He heated many leopards and even preached to some Germans on the Mount.

But the Sad Judgees and all those guys put Jesus on trial before Pontius the Pilot. Pilot didn’t stick up for Jesus. He just washed his hands instead.

Anyways, Jesus dies for our sins, then came back to life again. He went up to Heaven but will be back at the end of the Aluminum. His return is foretold in the book of Revolution.

I would have given this book report A+ for effort and entertainment value alone.

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Playing Pontoon…

… with SC.

After lunch today SC went to the drawer to get out a pack of playing cards, and then said “can we play?”

He wanted me to do my shuffling (mis-spent youth) and then do the road trick, where you flip the cards over whilst they are lying in a line.

I didn’t want to be doing that for the next 5 hours, so I just asked if he wanted to play a game that involved adding up to 21.

Now personally, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with teaching children how to play pontoon, after all it’s probably the best mental maths workout they’re likely to get, and it’s not like we were playing for pocket-money or anything.

Anyway … HE LOVED IT … especially when he manage to beat his nan every single time. To be honest she was cheating slightly, and twisting when she knew she’d go over 21, but all the same his mental maths had a good old workout.

Does anyone have any other good card games to play with children?

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