Since the first grade in primary school, we began to take PE lessons at least once a week. Unfortunately, until today I＇m still not used to it as I＇m supposed to be.
Thursday has been the darkest day of the week to me because early in the morning, I have to rush to the gym to attend the compulsory lesson on MULAN dancing. It seems that my week both begins and ends on that day. You may say that I＇m too fussy, but it＇s true.
I＇m not the kind of people who are too stubborn to give up the quest for truth, but every time I ponder upon the meaning of PE lesson, I find there＇re various reasons that lead me to regard it as something really strange.
First, I＇m questioning whether the whole premise is corfeet. Let me show you an example. As we all know, there＇s a test known as the discuss throw. When I was in senior high school,a girl,one of my classmates was 15 centimeters higher than me and weighed twice as heavy as I did. Whenever she was tested on it, she could make a perfect score with ease while I was there trying my best to pass it. Then the idea struck me that maybe it was not fair to apply the same criterion to us. Athletes are divided into different groups according to their weights and heights in sports competitions, so why don＇t we do the same in PE lessons? Well, I know these feeble suggestions of mine are of no avail. I still have to make every attempt to pass it.
The second strange thing is that almost all my PE teachers know my name. Generally speaking, there＇re two kinds of students with whom the PE teacher is familiar. The first kind is those who always perform the best and the second kind is just the contrary. Of course, I＇m not so naive as to believe that I＇m among the first group. I still remember clearly that in one of the classes, during a long jump test, everyone of us was given two chances to make a better score. When the considerable proportion of the girls had jumped twice, the teacher still encouraged them to have a third or fourth try. "Come on! You can do it better!" she said to them. "They had already done a good job." I said to myself. At that moment, the long jump test was of great importance to me because once I passed it, I could get an average of 60 in all the tests in the PE lesson or I would not be able to pass it as a whole. When it was finally my turn to jump, the teacher seemed to be nervous herself. She stopped talking with others, held her breath and waited for me to do it. Though I was all of a flutter, I tried my best. "Great! Excellent!" she shouted"You made it!" Well, not bad, I passed it and might get 65, I guess. "You just made a breakthrough!" Apparently my teacher was quite satisfied with me. But not before I went to the start to have my second try, she had asked another girl to jump. Oh,was she so excited that she forgot to let me jump twice or wasn＇t she confident enough to let me jump again? I had no idea. Never theless, I did make a giant stride in sports, maybe it was not a very convincing success, but I loved it.
The third strange thing is the long distance race. Ever since I had to do it years ago, it has always been a catastrophe to me.I guess it＇s the biggest reason why I hold a dread of PE lessons.
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