Health and safety gone mad?
Well apparently I've managed to get my Brett's ten year old nephew, Michael, suspended from school for three days.
Brett and I were talking to him recently about the games that we played in school during breaktime (recess). One of the most common games I played when I was in junior school (age 7-10) was a version of tag called British Bulldogs (when I was 5 or 6 I used to play Fishy-Fishy instead, but that really is for the littler kids to play).
The link explains the basics of the rules for both games (for those who never played them or heard of them), and I didn't know that many schools have actually banned British Bulldogs from being played. Yes it is on the rough side, but ultimately it's no worse than a game of rugby. However, as the game was/is usually played on a concrete/asphalt playground, injuries used to happen. They were mostly just bumps and bruises, but when they happened we all just shrugged it off, dusted ourselves down and life went on.
The worst injury I ever had when playing, was on one occasion (at the age of eight) being tackled by a girl in my class (yes we used to play mixed team), I lost my footing (she had literally rugby-tackled me) and I cracked my head open on the playground. There was blood everywhere and it took the docs sixteen stitches to patch me up (I still have a small scar as a war wound). I simply took a couple of paracetamol (tylenol), accepted the young lady's apology, and I was back in school the next day ready to play again (and I probably did). Nobody batted an eyelid over it; not the school, not the other kids, not even my parents.
Anyway, it seems that Brett's nephew arranged a small game at school today. One of the boy's in his class ended up with a small bruise on his arm after taking a tumble, and the school have hit the panic button. Letters are apparently being sent out to all the parents reminding them that British Bulldogs is banned in the school, Michael's parents (Brett's brother and his missus) are being called to the school to see the headteacher, and they have just now exchanged certain select words with yours truly.
Now when I was in school, if you got a bump or a bruise in the playground, the school nurse used to kiss it better and send you on your way; if I had a pound for every boo-boo I picked up in school I could pay off half of our national debt.
Now am I the only person who thinks that there are far more important things to worry about than a ten year old boy getting a boo-boo at school from playing a fucking game of tag?
Is this a case of health and safety gone mad?
Now I think that the school (and Michael's parents) are completely blowing this out of all proportion. Please don't tell me, that everyone else is right and I'm wrong on this one.
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