OK, one of the granddaughters received (and according to her Mom, earned) a D in dodgeball. Of course I will never ever tell you which granddaughter committed this heinous crime (it wasn't the youngest one) in a million years. In aforementioned granddaughters defense she did earn A's in English, Science, Math, History and Spanish. Even though I found this whole D in dodgeball thang pretty darn funny you have to know I have been forbidden to laugh or even snicker (and it wasn't the one who takes riding lessons) when I am in her presence. Want to hear something else funny? Granddaughters mother is a coach. No, her mother is not the one who gave her the D but her mother is the one who would like to pinch granddaughters little head right off her shoulders. I don't want to say granddaughters life is going to be a little tough (it wasn't the oldest one either) over this next quarter but rumor has it there will be mandatory dodgeball practice every evening. OH...I forgot to mention that Coach Mom decided they will be using bowling balls for practice, just as an extra incentive to move our feet on the court.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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That is hilarious. I bet her mother was a bit undone, oh well, she is passing what counts. To heck with dodge ball. who started putting dodge ball in school pe anyway?
I hated, hated, HATED dodge ball! If there had been any way at all to get a "D" or even an "F" instead of having to be slammed in the head over and over by balls thrown by gleeful boys on the other side of the gym, I'd happily have accepted them.
(My husband is completely baffled by my feelings about dodgeball. He was, obviously, one of THOSE BOYS.)
Actually, I can soooo sympathize, empathize and understand. Many, many years ago at a far away private Baptist college, I got a D in badminton I think it was. Now, I was an English major and did great in other subjects. It's just the "stupid" teacher drew circles in the sand and THAT'S where the "birdie" had to land. Oh, good grief, I thought. My birdie never did land in those circles and I got a stupid D! I never forgave her for hurting my grade point average for an absolutely silly game. Served me right for taking it in the first place! The next semester, I took trampoline! I hated P.E.!!! I would rather have been writing poetry or doing something significant any old day. My guess is she feels the same way.
"If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball" - Patches O'hollahan
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