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"Remember when that dog got into school?"

School's back and my little sister has left primary and is now entering real school. It's got me thinking though about how good times were in the early days of school and how many memories and stories I have from that time. I know you all will be full of them too and I think it would be cool to share some of them stories.

I want to start off but my mind has gone blank so I'll contribute at a later time...

Lil Ginge wrote:
> me being bullied for my height..

One of my mates is very shrot for his age. We tease him about it, but the good thing is he takes it as a joke rather than an insult. If he didn't, we'd be neighbours from hell!

My best primary school memory:
T'was the last day of year 5 before the summer hols. We can hear through the wall, the year 6's are getting a right b******ing from the teacher. She was famous at my primary school for being stupidly strict and constantly loosing her temper. We're all dreading moving up to year 6, then before we knew it the hols were over.

And hey presto! New teacher! And he was such a God damn laugh! All through the year!

*hides*

You should know Alec.

You should know.

cool.

You just remember it?


Hell i still play it.

lol i remember that game.

me being bullied for my height..

The games we'd play - Bulldog, It

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Insane Bartender wrote:
> I'lltell you what's insane. Slipping into a wetsuit in air temps of 24
> degrees, and then jumping into an outdoor pool at 19 degrees and
> having the wetsuit delude you into thinking you're actually quite
> warm while the cold water sucks the life out of you over the
> following three hours while you learn some scuba skills.
>
> Then the sadistic instructors make you take the wetsuits off while
> still in the water and make you tread water in the deep end for ten
> minutes while the cold water induces cramps which would cripple
> olympians.
>
> The cold, the pain, the humanity...

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See, this is why diving in Britain, and I can't emphasise this enough, sucks.

A shortie'll do you in the tropics, where I've done all my diving. YOu could get away with a T-shirt and swim shorts, but they you look stupid and resemble Dwayne the Fat Yank.

I hated all my teacher, ecept one, who was allright.
I see him qyuet often, he help out when there is fireworks going on, he is also a part time police officer, so none of us dared to mess around in his lessons.

I remember seeing him chasing some one down past my house in his police uniform, so i guess he is still going strong.