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School Bans Cartwheels Because Kids Could Get Hurt

School Bans Cartwheels Because Kids Could Get Hurt

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Schools throughout North America are banning cartwheels and even balls as threats to children’s safety.

“The activity can cause concussions, and neck and wrist injuries,” Principal Todd Gribbon told The North Bay Nugget, referencing cartwheels.

New playground rules at M.T. Davidson Public School in Callander, Ontario, ban cartwheels, even though no injuries have occurred.

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The rules are in a new school handbook that is scheduled for approval this week.

M.T. Davidson is far from alone in going to great lengths to protect kids from ordinary activities.

Cartwheels have been banned at some schools in the United Kingdom and Australia. Earl Beatty Public School in Toronto banned all hard balls in 2011, the CBC reported. That ban included soccer balls, which are considered hard.

“Kids were coming in complaining of injury, or being scared,” Principal Alicia Fernandez said of the ban.

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5 comments

  1. This is just ridiculous. A child could be hurt walking down the hall and slip on something on the floor. Are the schools going to take the floors out? Let kids be kids. All of this political correctness has gone too far. These so-called “adults” need to start using some common sense!

    • Apparently, liability is the issue. Poor instruction is also a contributing factor. People learn through mistakes occurring. How are kids supposed to learn street smart and socialize if not allowed to interact.

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  3. Why not? They have already banned learning.

  4. Madame L'Epouvantail

    Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

    He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, life isn’t always fair, and maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned, but overbearing, regulations were set in place.

    Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate, teenagers suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they had themselves failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer paracetamol, sun lotion or plaster to a pupil, but could not inform the parents when a pupil became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

    Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband, churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home, but the burglar could sue you for assault because you protected yourself and your own.

    Common Sense finally gave up the will to live after a woman failed to realise that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

    Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion, his daughter, Responsibility and his son, Reason. He is survived by three stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else is to Blame, and I’m A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realised that he was gone.

    If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

    Author Unknown

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