Whilst it seemed to be compulsory to participate, there was obviously no requirement to take it terribly seriously. Most of the kids were wearing 'warpaint', many of them with the initials of their school painted on their cheeks and hair dyed (probably a team colour). Some kids were more sportif than others and ran the course easily and eagerly. Others were less comfortable and were coaxed around by energetic teachers on bicycles or running themselves. After they had completed the course, each runner got a drink and a piece of cake and milled around with their mates.
We cheered on our neighbours' children, and anyone between races stood on the sideline shouting Allez Preuilly ! Allez Ligueil ! Allez GP ! according to their personal allegiances.