I have a story with that. I broke a fingernail, like, in half when we were playing football. I was bleeding but she wouldn't let me go to the nurse, saying I was fine. When I got home, the rest of the nail fell off, and I had a bunch of bloody skin on my finger. It took almost 6 months for it to grow back and it hurt the whole time. My mom came to school and had a talk with the Teacher. She said she "didn't know" what was going on, and if she had known, she would have helped. Only I showed her my thumb, and she told me I was fine, "its just a broken nail, it won't kill you" PE teachers are full of shit.
I actually had the teacher pair up with me because we have an odd number of students. He was really bad at it
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· 7 years ago
ok no lie back in 7th grade I had a PE teacher who would leave class to make himself a bag of popcorn every single day then come back and explain to us why we had to eat healthy and exercise
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· 7 years ago
One of my high school PE teacher, who also happened to be our varsity football coach, would let the students fights and he wouldn't stop it until one of them was winning. Great teacher, excellent coach. 11/10
Once we had a 5 kilometer run through the forest, it was hot and humid and my PE teacher just drove up and down the route on his electric bicycle while screaming through a megaphone: 'Go, Go, Go!!! 5 kilometer aren't that far! No giving up now!'
I'm kinda laughing, but I guess this is literally how some teachers are? Like, my old gym teacher understood and gave us a day or two off if we needed bc periods and whatnot, and then we we only ran around the gym once or twice and half the time it's in a small circle in the middle or us taking it upon ourselves and challenging each other to run weirdly against each other. The new one is kinda the same, but we practically controlled our own classes.
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