Speaking of crazy things in US PE classes, if you learned to Square Dance, it was because Henry Ford was a racist who was afraid of Jazz.
That might be why it was added to the curriculum at first, but that’s certainly not why it stayed, nor why we did it at my school. It’s a pretty fun activity too, so a good use of that PE time.
Man. We hated square dancing time in PE.
I had horrible eyesight and was shockingly inept at all sportball games, even compared to other hopeless nerds, so I found it slightly less awful than the stuff we usually did.
There’s usually a dance section included in PE instruction, mostly to break up hard physical activity snd allow kids to have fun. The type of dancing depends on the school and the state, we did salsa dancing in Florida.
“Allow the kids to have fun”
Should have told that to my PE teacher in grade school. I’ve never been good at dancing, and I got pulled aside multiple times in front of the class because I just couldn’t follow some of the dances we were supposed to do. These weren’t for competitions or anything, just as an activity.
That’s when I learned that not all bullies are children.
Let me guess: “if you only applied yourself, you’d get it. It’s easy (for me). Watch!”
deleted by creator
We waltzed in german Catholic land, but we also square danced because midwest
You’re younger than I am. For my generation, it was all square dancing.
Same. I lived in Minnesota and Indiana and did Square Dancing in both.
Same here. Nobody liked it.
I’m over 60, growing up in SoCal we had Square Dancing and the Maypole but also the Mexican Hat Dance, plus Tinikling, the Filipino one with two poles. Oh, and I think a bit of Hula.
(Later as a teacher I taught my 2nd graders some Russian dancing I had learned from my ballet teacher, because little kids are bouncy and kicky and we could do it inside when it rained.)
I never had dancing in PE in any grade. Can’t decide if that sucks or not. Maybe I’d have better coordination now. We did get roller skating week though.
We did square dancing, but I’m from Texas, so our families joined the hoedown. I was so proud of my bolo, fond memories.
And I don’t think it was part of the curriculum, I think they were just throwing a party for graduation or something. It’s been years, and this was when I was little, in elementary school.
I still have my presidential physical fitness award. I’m old, mine is signed by Nixon. It’s a very official looking certificate with a patch that I put under the glass in the frame. Back when I used to hang my work awards on my office wall, I used to have that one in with them. Most people didn’t ever notice, but every once in a while someone would be looking at them and I could always see the exact moment they realized what it was.
Mine’s signed by Clinton.
More admirable but not as funny
Is that the same flex as the “I ate a grilled-cheese in Woolworth’s” badge of honour?
I don’t think I know the reference, but it sounds equivalent.
Did you know all of those sit and reach boxes were manufactured by Halliburton? Follow the money…
I remember doing the presidential fitness tests; but my school didn’t have any equipment for it… My school didn’t even fund a rich asshole?! We just did it for funsies?!
Follow the funsies…
Bozo! I fuckin’ knew it!
Your reign of ping-pong terror stops now!
Honk Honk! Burst of confetti and a red balloon remains. It floats but doesn’t rise, though the string is attached to nothing.
How much could a box cost? $10k?
Man, I had to go check it just in case.
Was it Lockheed Martin?
And?
Did you find the proof? I gave it a half-effort on mobile and didn’t succeed…
In Civil Air Patrol they just screwed a ruler into a box.
We were poor rural Canadians. Our sit-and-reach used a wooden ruler and a blocky wood scrap.
I had to impress Bill Clinton. I failed to do so, so he came to my house to call me a loser.
Obama wasn’t mad, just disappointed that I was out of shape
That’s why you had to do the sprints. To be ready to escape Bill Clinton when he appears.
They tried to warn you.
Before going to the comments section, I was like “wtf is this post?”
After reading a few comments, I’m fully bewildered. What the fuck is up with your crazy country?
It’s a fitness test for students so the government can track public health metrics. That Lemmy has a problem with it says a lot about Lemmy and nothing about America being “crazy.”
That’s unrelated.
We don’t know either. It’s just fucked and nobody cares.
What does this mean?
In the US, there was a thing called the “Presidential Fitness Test” that kids had to do in P.E. (not sure if it’s still a thing).
What does this mean?
You had to be able to do so many crunches, pushups, etc, in a certain amount of time.
1 kid failed it. Thats how we got 9/11. The president was not fucking around.
Or what
I was a fat kid. If you failed, you couldn’t get Phys. Ed. credit which was required coursework. They made you redo the test until you passed. The only other way out was a medical exemption. I eventually passed, damn near keeling over from the pain my lungs were in from running the mile. It made me resent my gym teacher and cardio, so in hindsight it was a pretty shitty way to encourage physical fitness. I didn’t get not fat until I was like 19.
Damn your school was harsh-- pretty sure they didn’t fail kids at my school in the 80s for failing the presidential test. I could never pass myself despite being an active kid. I was fine on most everything, then always barely squeaked by on the mile, but I could never do any pull-ups (even though the passing number was like 2 I think).
To be fair I never looked into it whether or not that was school policy, but I do know that Phys. Ed. credit was required. My gym teacher at the time was the type to have us running track while sitting on a lawn chair and munching McD’s breakfast, so he could have just been an asshole.
Or you have failed as a patriot.
Shame. Shame. Shame.
There’s like 10 challenges including running a mile, a half basketball court relay, touching your toes (pictured), etc. There was a “great job” level and a “you did well enough to not fail” level. At my school, the great job level required you to meet a higher level at only 2 challenges and meant you got a free shirt. Other than that, there were no consequences. It was the same kids who did a great job each year, so a small subset of the class would be wearing those shirts all week, then walk home with a new one.
Dental plan.
Lisa needs braces
Dental plan!
Lisa needs braces
Dental plan
I was born in 1999 and I’m pretty sure that I never had to do this.
I graduated high school in 1999 and I definitely had to do this in elementary school.
Same here.
I sure as fuck, hope it is. Could you imagine kids today doing it and thinking, “Wait, Fat Cheeto and Sleepy Joe did this? No fucking way.”
The presidential fitness test is something us kids had to do every year. It was basically doing a bunch of different exercises, and if you did good enough you got a certificate.
Things like sit ups, push ups, chin ups, vertical jump, running a mile, etc. Based on your height and weight there was an expected level you were supposed to achieve.
I believe it. I guess I was hanging out with the metal heads, stoners, and hacky sack kids during gym. That’s why I got a D. And not the gym teacher’s D… That was reserved for the underage girls that used to play with his leg hair. Right there in the bleachers of a New Hampshire school.
(Actual true story… Girls used to play with his leg hair… This was middle school or 9th grade. Larry A. …I’m looking at you.)
Knowing my town, I’m surprised that guy stayed athletic director and not a paraplegic. He must have paid someone off. 70k to be a shit-town gym director? Riiiiight…
Where I grew up school was for chumps.
The village makes the villains.
If you can’t bend over and touch your toes, you can’t be President.
Is this some sort of PE meme that I’m too Marching Band to understand?
Marching in the elements, while carrying an instrument, while playing, god forbid you have a wind instrument. That’s gotta be more physically gruelling than a PE class catering to the lowest common denominator.
Marching band was considered a varsity sport at my high school. Because if the golf team are considered athletes, so am I.
This very far predates George w Bush.
This predates George HW Bush
Reagan kid here, can confirm
Yeah it was Eisenhower. He was concerned our youth would be less fit than Europeans
Eisenhower also predicted the US military industrial complex.
Man called 'em as he saw 'em I guess.
Was Reagan impressed?
Bitch didn’t even show up to give me my award.
“Oh mommy… I’ve been shot…”
What a whiner.
I did it to impress George Bush Sr. I’m not sure he cares either.
Same reason W wanted to be president and same result
Haha!
Gotta make sure the youth can be good little soldiers if needed
This is 100% fact. Eisenhower made PE a universal part of education to increase overall fitness in the case of war and conscription.
I think it was worse than that. It was to test for and increase capability for military life, but the exercises themselves are not a good way to keep a general healthy body so it actually caused physical health to decline in the US.
it actually caused physical health to decline in the US.
Wait seriously? Where did you hear that?
Fuck yeah!
Ours had a “Which president would you impress?” scale.
Nobody even reached Calvin Coolidge.Was Teddy Roosevelt the highest president on the list?
All those who vote to make this test required for all presidential candidates say aye…
Being fit to be drafted is for the little people. Presidential candidates can just get out of it by claiming to have bone spurs.
They had to make sure middle schoolers would be ready to fight a war at a moments notice
The pain. THE PAIN.
Steady! I warn you not to try jerking away. I am old, but my hand can drive this needle into your neck before you can escape me.
Does Elmo have choice to not?
Fear is the mind-killer.
Coach, please let me out of the closet. I want to go home.
I had to do it to impress Bill Clinton. Side note, he gave me the worst handshake I’ve ever had in my life, just competely limp, dead fish style. So I don’t give a shit if he was impressed with how many crunches I could do.
