Diary of a Supply Teacher: ‘Using a hula hoop is not like riding a bicycle’ appeared in my reader last week and made me laugh, it does seem to truly some up secondarly school supply work:
When I was their age, I used to spend hours with a hula hoop, trying to imitate the stars who could work it down to their ankles and back up again with barely the flick of a midriff. Clearly, in the same way that I can no longer suck my toes, I might no longer be in hula-hooping condition, but surely it’s like riding a bicycle? Only one way to find out: I pick up a hula hoop.
It is not like riding a bicycle. I can just about manage to keep it up for half a dozen gyrations, but this involves considerable effort and undignified thrusting of hips. Initial amazement turns to mirth, and I am soon the centre of attention. In no time, I am being treated to superior demonstrations, plus innumerable variations such as swinging it round an ankle and skipping in and out. They try to get me to master some of the simpler moves, and are patient with my shortcomings, but to no avail. I stop for a rest, and they continue to display.