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First of all, I love Zoe's impassioned response. It's everything I love about spirited kids who see through the bullsh__ of some so-called grown-ups and their so-called wisdom. I'm with you, Zoe. That oaf should walk the walk if he's gonna talk the talk.<P>Second, I went to Catholic parochial school for grade school and high school. We did not have PE in grade school, but instead had recess in the a.m. and p.m. along with plenty of time in the gym or playground after lunch. I fondly remember plenty of inventive hi-jinks as we ran off steam. As for learning about sports, etc., I grew up in an area with an excellent public school system. We got, either for free, or a nominal fee, day camp (including bus transportation practically door to door) with counselors and lots of activities at one of the public grade schools. Also during my grade school years, I was transported by bus from my doorstop to the public high school where I went from beginner to advanced swimmer the summer I was 10, and also took gymnastics.<P>In high school, we had to take PE (for 2 years) and it was a joke. Stupid, archaic, etc., etc. This was before it was mandated that public schools offer equal sports opportunities to girls, although it would not have made much difference at a Catholic school. When I was a sophomore, some senior girls joined, independently, a city league for baseball and basketball, and I was one of the younger recruits. I loved letting off steam in the middle of the week. (I hadn't begun formal study of dance -- not til 18). I also rode my bike with anyone who would join me on weekends, but not many could keep up with my pace for 5-10 miles on weekends. <P>We had a very big yard for 10 kids, including a basketball court, so we always had impromptu games of basketball, baseball and badminton. Also stuff like keep-away, etc.<P>I don't think I missed anything by not having PE (except for those 2 hideous years in high school). I'm talking about the way it was taught, and apparently still is in many places.<P>My fiance's son has PE in grade school. He can't tell me one thing they do in that class, but it's the one he always gets an "A" in. This child is so chubby and weak (they live in their grandparents' home because of his late hours as a nurse and grandma insists on stuffing the child with the same 'sedentary' food that she eats), that he does not have the stomach muscles to actually sit up in a chair. No big deal. He looks like at least every other kid in Louisiana, and if he fits in, what's my problem with it? (This is THE attitude here.) This child is going to grow up to be the same kind of overweight patient that has caused my fiance to undergo a hernia operation and back problems, despite being in excellent shape himself (no, he cannot get the child to follow suit -- not even to participate in non-threatening, non-competitive activities), because he routinely has to lift these people at the hospital where he works. <P>We have these two 'wonderful' advice columnists in the U.S.: Ann Landers and Dear Abby. Every week, someone writes to them about the problems with obesity in this country, such as nurses getting injured from dealing with these types of patients, or travelers being just about sat on top of in the plane next to obese individuals. These two dunderheads get on their high horse about how much overweight Americans need our sympathy and understanding -- i.e., 'We have more than we need in this country and don't know how to control ourselves and don't want to be accountable for our actions, so please pity us.' <P>I'll tell you who is the minority in this country: slim people. Except they're supposed to shut their mouths about it. <P>PE is not the answer. If it were, we wouldn't be in this state. Thank you, Zoe, for calling a spade a spade.
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