Well school sports are my favorite and as a senior girl in the small school
I enjoyed the challenges.
My favorite sport was the discus and I had one at home to chuck around as well as in the physical education periods at school
We lived near the sea and just to keep in trim I would throw stones out to sea and loved to watch the way the flat ones would soar upwards against the wind often getting close to downing the odd seagull.
The deputy head master was the one person I definitely did not like; he had a bald head and was strict but had his favorites.
So school sports day came around and they had the usual running races and although I entered it was a losing battle against the slim and lively girls of my class.
The next event was the discus my favorite sport.
I watched as the other girls threw their turn and they fell short of any school records.
Then it was my turn
The deputy head stood near the limit of the general distance the girls were throwing.
I realized that I could better their throws so politely asked the deputy headmaster to stand back a bit.
Yes! Half a pace he took.
That was it!
I was furious that he did not believe I could throw that far.
I said to my self “right you ##$ here is my chance to get you.”
So with perfect timing and a mighty biff the discus left my hand in a perfect arc straight for the deputy’s bald head
Just in time he saw the discuss soaring towards him and ducked as it flew over his head and landed some 10 meters behind him.
Damm I missed
But for the next 15 years at least I held the record for the senior girls discus throw
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