Tag is now out during recess at Willett Elementary School in Attleboro.So is touch football and any other unsupervised "chasing" games that are deemed to pose the risk of injury as well as liability to the school."It's a time when accidents can happen," said Principal Gaylene Heppe, in her second year at the helm of Willett.Heppe included the new rule as part of a standardized set of playground rules that were not in play upon her arrival.In doing so, she joined in a growing movement against traditional games played by young children in school gymnasiums and playgrounds. A few years ago, school administrators in the area, as well as around the country, took aim at dodgeball, saying it was an exclusionary and dangerous game. Modified versions now include softer balls and ways for children to re-enter the action.
We wonder why three times the number of kids are fat now than 30 years ago...
We wonder why kids go into schools and blow everyone away...
Kids are "protected" from everyone and everything...they are unable to handle and adversity or stressful situations....they is why you get more kids trying to blow away people who make fun of them or bother them...
Everyone is fat because wimpy administrators and parents take away any game that might hurt someone's feelings...
We are now a nation of fat wimps...
Thanks alot!!!
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
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AMEN!
I admit that I got a finger badly sprained in elementary school, playing tetherball, but geez, can't a kid get hurt and realize that it's part of life, and learn to take it gracefully?
How many years did we play the games you spoke of in school, and didn't worry about it? It was part of school! It was fun! It's how we got our exercise, and learned how to compete as we grew!
This reminds me of that study they did to excuse teens being lazy. Remember that study that said that they live in a different time zone, so we should coddle them? GEEZ!
At the same time as all this is going on, I've never in my life seen so many lazy, FAT, dumpy, lousy kids in my life!
You ought to see the kids here, game. They are HUGE and GROSS! Don'tcha love living in couch potato land? NOT. God forbid if my kids ever became like that. I'd disown them first!
very good points dedanna..
School used to be a place to learn how to deal with life situations...how to deal with communication, stress, failure, victory, injury, adversity...everything...
now we put a force field around everyone so no one ever experiences any emotions...it sucks..
Why do you two think the Homeschooling movement is growing? It is precisely because of the brain dead administration of Public Schools.
I have met very few good administrators. More often than not, they are failed teachers who managed to hang on until kicked upstairs to administration where they fulfill their Peter Principle.
Sadly, these children learn the behavior from their parents. Lazy and sissy breeds lazy and sissy. Have you checked out the current crop of actives? What bus did these other Gen X'ers ride? Or is it leftover Boomers who were so old when they finally bred that they let them run all over the place?
Scorpion says---
We played run across tag and in winter run across snow tackle.One goal was the fence on the west side of the playground-the other safety goal the fence on the east side.The teachers on playground duty would help the slower runners
plan when to run across so they wouldn't always be the first caught.The girls hit as hard and tackled as well as the guys. You had to run about fifty yards to make it across.No problems,just fun,no real injuries to speak of either.This would never be played today,and would not be allowed.
When I was in grade school, back when dinosaurs roamed the earth, we generally had recess on the parking lot. Around sixth or seventh grade, "keep away" was the game of choice, pitting my grade against the next oldest. After a few too many smaller kids got caught up and knocked down, and when chastisement by the nuns did little to abate our uncontrollable energy, we were directed to use the field behind the school, which was park district property as opposed to school property. There, we were free to kill each other with wild abandon and that we did. By our last year, we were playing keep away by ourselves with no teams. This meant, you have the ball (or whatever object was used--a hat or a rock would do), and thirty or so kids would be after you to take it from you. There was only one rule: you couldn't jettison the ball too soon. At first, you could throw up the ball right before the horde was upon you, but that quickly became a sign of wimpyness. So "soon" became that spit second before you were massacred. You'd get killed anyway, so let them rip it from you. In fact, you could pitch early and still get creamed, but you'd be called a sissy or homo or whatever was the going rip at the time. So everyone just hung on and got buried. Once the ball was elicited, a new chase would commence. We basically ran out of the building and nailed whoever was bringing the ball out and kept at it until the bell. I remember countless bloody noses, scraped arms and torn trousers, and carrying Bill Rogal into the school on our shoulders. We had a great time!
sounds great...what it means to be a kid, have fun and learn a few things too...not allowed anymore...sissies
marshall,
I hate to say this and sound discriminatory, but I never saw the state kids are in now before UNTIL we started getting taken over by illegals. The lifestyle I believe leans towards this kind of thing.
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