High Ropes Course

During the whole of our second term at school, we don't get to go away anywhere nice with work. We have to spend every woking day, more or less, making children shit themselves on our high ropes course. Some of the kids just get on with it and fly around the course, while others are a bit more apprehensive. I personally like the children that cry the most. Sweating your tits off all day and craning your neck upwards can get slightly repetitive, so...




...I sometimes like to tell the kids that their safety sling has just snapped. Keeps me entertained.