A Woeful Wednesday
I was running before I ended the phone call.
For the last half an hour I had been occupied with a group of ten excited and eager Year Seven boys who were trying their handing at ‘pulling’ an Ultimate Disc (think throwing an old school Frisbee). We had just finished a warm up activity and they were preparing themselves for a practice match to finish off the afternoon sport session.
I felt a…
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