My Co-Ed PE Class Experiences with the Unlikeliest of Female Coaches
MRS. GOODWIN
By PenKnave193
When I was in junior high school in the mid 1970’s the administration made the progressive move of making, on a trial basis, two of the ninth grade PE classes coeducational. One was to be taught by one of the boy’s PE coaches, and the other by one of the girl’s PE coaches.
The boy’s coaches were very selective in their choices for this project: they only picked the best behaved boys, not necessarily the best athletes. I was one of those boys chosen.
While my buddies and I were waiting for the teachers to be announced we speculated and discussed whom we wanted to be our fist female PE teacher. The favorite was Miss Rodgers, a young and slender redhead. The least preferred was Mrs. Cole, a fat, elderly woman who liked boys about as much as she liked slime mold, and girls only slightly better. Mrs. Cole wore her graying blonde hair in a short and severe hair style that screamed ‘Butch!’ In THE END
By PenKnave193
When I was in junior high school in the mid 1970’s the administration made the progressive move of making, on a trial basis, two of the ninth grade PE classes coeducational. One was to be taught by one of the boy’s PE coaches, and the other by one of the girl’s PE coaches.
The boy’s coaches were very selective in their choices for this project: they only picked the best behaved boys, not necessarily the best athletes. I was one of those boys chosen.
While my buddies and I were waiting for the teachers to be announced we speculated and discussed whom we wanted to be our fist female PE teacher. The favorite was Miss Rodgers, a young and slender redhead. The least preferred was Mrs. Cole, a fat, elderly woman who liked boys about as much as she liked slime mold, and girls only slightly better. Mrs. Cole wore her graying blonde hair in a short and severe hair style that screamed ‘Butch!’ In THE END
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