Ditto hate hate hate hate hated gym.I hated "Gym", and the uniforms we had to wear.
Just as much as I hate snow, cold, rain….
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Ditto hate hate hate hate hated gym.I hated "Gym", and the uniforms we had to wear.
The first time I broke a bone was while playing volleyball in Gym class.I really hated volleyball.
I'd rather clean chicken coops than play volleyball like we did back in the 50's.The first time I broke a bone was while playing volleyball in Gym class.
They usually overinflated the ball, made it too hard for serving.I'd rather clean chicken coops than play volleyball like we did back in the 50's.
Never popular but here's a fun one by him:oh wow I LOVE that LOL and it made me think of this one too ! (not as old but also awesome )
That's for sure! I went to college down South. Even at church in Sunday School or Children's Church the little ones were taught to call us "Miss First Name", etc. They never called us by just our first names. Up here, my parents taught us to always call adults "Mr. or Mrs. Jones", etc., (with the exception of close family friends) but not common with most people. Some of my cousins didn't even use Aunt or Uncle. We would never have gotten away with that.People are definitely more polite in the South. Before I moved to Louisiana I rarely heard Sir/Ma’am. When I got down there I was amazed to be addressed as such. Here on the Middle East Coast it depends on who you talk to.
My daughter's favorite game! Though I'd agree with you, but then, I didn't really like any sports. I could do ok at Kick Ball though. LOL!I really hated volleyball.