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khyber
Joined: 16 Jan 2003
Location: Compunction Junction
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| I say shoot all liberal arts grads who can't pass a test we can make up for having any common sense whatsoever. This is just stupid. |
I very much doubt that letigiousness (sp? is it a word???) has a particular political slant?
I say, protect schools from liability.
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Another.... parent, Celeste D'Elia, said her son feels safer because of the rule. "I've witnessed enough near collisions," she said.
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Shoot this woman who is obviously messing up her son's life. |
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jinju
Joined: 22 Jan 2006
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| Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:40 pm Post subject: |
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Another.... parent, Celeste D'Elia, said her son feels safer because of the rule. "I've witnessed enough near collisions," she said.
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Shoot this woman who is obviously messing up her son's life. |
Its not the school's fault. I was just going to point to that quote. The problem lies with the IDIOT parents who think like this. Same can be seen in Korea to an extent. When a kid fell while running during sports day (fell on GRASS, nothing bad happened) the parents got all pissed and angry at the teacher as if it was HER fault their kid fell. And even so, she fell om grass and notjing bad happened. The problem is that in the US people sue over such crap. The school is just protecting itself from moron parents. And yeah, this bitch is ruining her son's life. |
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djsmnc
Joined: 20 Jan 2003
Location: Dave's ESL Cafe
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| Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:42 pm Post subject: |
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happeningthang
Joined: 26 Apr 2003
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Exactly, I think the blame lies with a society that is too keen to sue for any percieved greivance. American's seem to want the courts to dictate the rules of their existence, instead of common sense.
As for Celeste, it's bad enough she's going to raise her own son to be a wuss she doesn't have to spread her hysterics to encompass the whole school. |
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mole
Joined: 06 Feb 2003
Location: Act III
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| Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 8:33 pm Post subject: |
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What's that game we used to play? It involved tossing a tennis ball at a high wall with penalties for failing to catch it or letting it hit you.
Penalized players could take up a protective position, but it was still pretty much free shots with the ball.
Glory Daze. |
We called it 'red ass' |
Now that you mention it, I think we called it 'butt-butt.' |
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RACETRAITOR
Joined: 24 Oct 2005
Location: Seoul, South Korea
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When I was in elem school, there was a game with the gruesome name of "N!gger pile." We hadn't a clue to what it meant, and I have no idea how it came into our vocabulary in the nowhere of Regina, Saskatchewan.
The "game" (a stretch) was simply to push one kid to the ground, and eveyone else jumps on him, making a pile of bodies, under which, one kid is crushed.
Later, it became "Pile on"; the name changed mysteriously; we weren't told the awful meaning of the other term, and that wasn't the motivation for change. Pretty sad for kids to use such a derogatory term unknowingly.
Face-pasting dodge ball games, Red Rover, winter hockey on a flooded playground with no equipment, Evil Knievel-esque BMX jumps...not sure how I survived childhood. |
We didn't have a name for it so much as just shout "Pile on the bunny!" and everyone lands on the same person. I've played it a few times in Hongdae playground late at night.
Here's a variation of British Bulldog: get sleds, crazy carpets, whatever. Go to a good sledding hill. One person starts around the middle, and everyone else tries to slide to the bottom. It's basically British Bulldog except with a lot more inertia. I'm surprised we never broke any bones. We called it Alaskan Sled Dog.
I really do credit these games to toughening me up somewhat. I picked up some pretty crazy acrobatic skills playing sand tag when I was young. Without these games, kids will be pansies who don't know what to do when they lose. And guess what, parents: they will lose someday, sometime, when you can't protect them. |
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Demophobe
Joined: 17 May 2004
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| Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:04 pm Post subject: |
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When I was in elem school, there was a game with the gruesome name of "N!gger pile." We hadn't a clue to what it meant, and I have no idea how it came into our vocabulary in the nowhere of Regina, Saskatchewan.
The "game" (a stretch) was simply to push one kid to the ground, and eveyone else jumps on him, making a pile of bodies, under which, one kid is crushed.
Later, it became "Pile on"; the name changed mysteriously; we weren't told the awful meaning of the other term, and that wasn't the motivation for change. Pretty sad for kids to use such a derogatory term unknowingly.
Face-pasting dodge ball games, Red Rover, winter hockey on a flooded playground with no equipment, Evil Knievel-esque BMX jumps...not sure how I survived childhood. |
We didn't have a name for it so much as just shout "Pile on the bunny!" and everyone lands on the same person. I've played it a few times in Hongdae playground late at night.
Here's a variation of British Bulldog: get sleds, crazy carpets, whatever. Go to a good sledding hill. One person starts around the middle, and everyone else tries to slide to the bottom. It's basically British Bulldog except with a lot more inertia. I'm surprised we never broke any bones. We called it Alaskan Sled Dog.
I really do credit these games to toughening me up somewhat. I picked up some pretty crazy acrobatic skills playing sand tag when I was young. Without these games, kids will be pansies who don't know what to do when they lose. And guess what, parents: they will lose someday, sometime, when you can't protect them. |
Yeah, I don't regret the game, just the name we used to shout out at the top of our lungs. "British Bulldog"..that's it. We used "Red Rover, Red Rover, we call Lenny over"...then Lenny was pulverised trying to break through the line.
We had a game with no name - I suppose "pain" would suffice - where one kid would ride down the crecent on his bike while the other kids would hide behind cars waiting to ram him off his bike as he passed. If you were fast enough and had some good control, you wouldn't get nailed.
My knees are shot from youth. I recall getting scrapes over scrapes daily every summer.
Anyhow, I think these games are part of being young. Yeah, they hurt and sometimes some kids got pretty banged up, but nobody died or was seriously injured. Western culture is out of control on this kind of thing. One parents' kid gats a ball in the face playing dodge ball, and one phone call later, the game is banned. Ugh. |
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Thunndarr
Joined: 30 Sep 2003
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| When I was in elem school, there was a game with the gruesome name of "N!gger pile." We hadn't a clue to what it meant, and I have no idea how it came into our vocabulary in the nowhere of Regina, Saskatchewan. |
Damn, we were practically neighbors! |
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ajgeddes
Joined: 28 Apr 2004
Location: Yongsan
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My knees are shot from youth. I recall getting scrapes over scrapes daily every summer.
Anyhow, I think these games are part of being young. Yeah, they hurt and sometimes some kids got pretty banged up, but nobody died or was seriously injured. |
We used to play Red Rover and British Bulldog, as well. Red Rover was banned, but if the teachers weren't looking (they always were) we played it. British Bulldog wasn't rough really, so we played it in gym class. |
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Demophobe
Joined: 17 May 2004
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| When I was in elem school, there was a game with the gruesome name of "N!gger pile." We hadn't a clue to what it meant, and I have no idea how it came into our vocabulary in the nowhere of Regina, Saskatchewan. |
Damn, we were practically neighbors! |
Meaning you were the kid on the top or bottom...?
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manlyboy
Joined: 01 Aug 2004
Location: Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
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One of my fave games was "kill the dill with the pill". Fifty kids out on the oval. One has a rugby ball. Forty nine others are rumbling the crap out of him. Whoever could hold onto it the longest was the winner.
Another one was a run-the-gauntlet type game where one team shielded themselves with garbage can lids while the other team pelted them with sticks and tennis balls and what not as they ran for home base. To the schools credit, they did ban us from playing that one. |
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Beej
Joined: 05 Mar 2005
Location: Eungam Loop
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| Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 1:30 pm Post subject: |
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One of my fave games was "kill the dill with the pill". Fifty kids out on the oval. One has a rugby ball. Forty nine others are rumbling the crap out of him. Whoever could hold onto it the longest was the winner.
Another one was a run-the-gauntlet type game where one team shielded themselves with garbage can lids while the other team pelted them with sticks and tennis balls and what not as they ran for home base. To the schools credit, they did ban us from playing that one. |
We called that smeer the que-er. |
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