Chapter Seventy-Two: Childhood Memories: Calisthenics
That's a bit of a sad past. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
That was seven years ago, when I was in the sixth grade of elementary school. Once in physical education class, a beautiful young female teacher came to our class to select an aerobics team member. We knew that the teacher was not a physical education teacher, but an English teacher who had just graduated from a foreign language school. Because he won awards in college aerobics competitions, he was designated by the principal as the coach of the aerobics team. There are jumps and flips in the test. She was not satisfied with the selection of several girls. I was naughty and did a couple of flips in the back.
"That long-haired boy, come here!" It's over, let her keep an eye on it.
"It just so happens that the aerobics team needs a boy, would you like to participate?" To be honest, I wasn't reluctant, but I said yes. The teacher had a cute baby face, the most beautiful face I had ever seen since I was a child, except for my mother.
We all call her "Teacher Lan". I always thought "Lan" was her name. But now that I think about it, "Lan" is actually her last name.
Probably because I was forced to learn dance when I was a child, the bouncing aerobics was not difficult for me, and I quickly became the absolute workhorse of this six-person group.
Half a month later, we participated in the preliminaries of the district. The school rented us clothes, the girls were in a red jumping suit with long sleeves and skirts, and I borrowed a red vest and a pair of white shorts. It looks much inferior to the girls.
Due to the hasty preparation, the results in the preliminaries were not ideal, but they still passed the danger and qualified for the finals.
At that time, Teacher Lan said that if we could enter the finals, the school would order competition uniforms for us. Sure enough, two weeks later, the new uniforms were delivered to us. A few girls opened the bag, "No skirts?" "They're obviously not satisfied. I also opened my bag and unfolded the long sleeves, but the bottom half was not the men's boxer shorts I imagined, but the same briefs as the girls, which was what I could wear!
The girls all gathered around, "Mo Huaiyu is going to wear the same clothes as us this time!" Seeing my embarrassment, they couldn't stop pursing their lips and laughing.
I protested to Mr. Lan. She pulled me aside, "Don't listen to their nonsense, this kind of clothing doesn't discriminate between men and women." "Are you treating me as a kindergarten child? Who to fool!
"I thought it would be good to make shorts for you and skirts for them. However, the manufacturer's asking price was too high, and the school couldn't get it for a while. That's why I decided to make it all into standard gymnastics uniforms. You see they're not happy! ā
There are some things that Teacher Lan didn't tell me. In fact, the school formed an aerobics team, and did not consider recruiting boys. It's only because there are no qualified girls recruited that they make a temporary decision. I would like to believe that Teacher Lan once fought for me, but I still can't forgive her.
That day, I was sullen and took my clothes home, and my mother saw my expression and asked, "What's upset, my precious son?" ā
I told me about the school, "They told me to wear girls' clothes. ā
"Really? Let me see. She followed me to my room and opened the bag, "Blue and white porcelain?" Isn't this dress pretty? She spread her clothes out on the bed, "Aren't they pants underneath, I thought they were skirts!" Where can you wear this! ā
No...... Even my mother said the same. "Mom, isn't that what you wore when you were young?" Although I don't remember ever seeing it with my own eyes, I've seen pictures of her in tights. In that photo, she was playing with a child with both hands. I was sure that the child was not me, it must be my brother. I used to be jealous that my brother had a young, beautiful and graceful mother. My mother was over 30 years old when she had me, and although her face had not changed, it was difficult to maintain her figure. So except in the pool, she rarely shows her size in front of me like she did when she was younger.
"I really wanted to wear a skirt. But no! Here, put it on for Mommy. "After that, he grabbed me, stripped me of my clothes and underwear, and shoved me into tights." It's beautiful. Go show it to Daddy. She took me by the arm and went all the way to my father's study, "Come, look at the beautiful men of our family." ā
"Oh?" My father, Misu, looked at me, "Whose big girl?" "What? Whose girl is as good-looking as our son. ā
It seems that I am simply looking for the wrong person when I complain to them. My mother wanted me seven years after giving birth to my brother, and she must have preferred me to be a girl. I'm afraid that's what my father thinks. Otherwise, they wouldn't have forced me to dance when I was a child.
Luckily, my brother went to college at the time. Otherwise, it would have been a topic of conversation for him to make fun of me.
I didn't like it, but I put it on when I was training at school, but I kept it on my sweatpants. At first, Mr. Lan didn't care.
Our training session is scheduled for 3 p.m. There are no dedicated locker rooms in the school. The team members wore tights in at noon. It was getting hotter and hotter by then. When doing recess exercises in the afternoon, the girls in the team basically added a small skirt directly outside. A tall girl named Huan'er in our team didn't even wear a skirt at all, and stood in the line directly in a leotard, which caused a wave of malicious comments from the boys around me. They looked at me and said, "You're wearing this too!" "Because I didn't want others to see it, I had to wear a long-sleeved shirt outside. The two long sleeves are added together, and they are simply hot.
On the eve of the competition, Mr. Lan said to us, "It's time for the competition. From today, we will enter the final group practice. Clothing and shoes should be uniform. Girls are not allowed to wear skirts and stockings, and boys are not allowed to wear trousers. Execute it now. "Some of the girls wore skirts, and they all took them off on the spot. The two of them were wearing pantyhose inside, and they both let Teacher Lan rush into the bathroom. In the end, she stared at me standing there without moving, "Mo Huaiyu, what's the matter with you?" Do you wear these on the day of the race? ā
What am I going to do? "I don't think it's fair."
"How?"
"Teacher Lan, are you participating in the teacher's competition?"
"Yes!"
"And what do you wear to race?"
"Me, I'll have to prepare my own clothes."
"Then you have a gymnastics suit!"
"What do you mean? Do you want me to wear a gymnastics uniform when I compete? ā
"And from tomorrow onwards, you'll have to wear it for training."
"You!" Teacher Lan blushed at the time, "It's too much! ā
I thought I'd stop her. I never thought she would keep her promise. The next training session I wore long sweatpants and stood next to a group of bare-legged girls. When Mr. Lan came, I was squinting out the window. "Yikes!" I heard a whispered exclamation in my ear. Looking back, I couldn't help but say, "Ah! "Yes.