So, it's been raining here for the last couple days. Blah. These days are when I hate commuting most since driving in the rain completely freaks me out.
I remembered a story this morning on my drive in that is just too funny not to share!
I was in seventh grade. My social studies classroom was in a modular unit behind the school. I don't know if you know anything about modular units but they tend to retain more heat than the classrooms in the school. My teacher, Mr. J, would usually leave the door open, which was in the back of the classroom, to keep the air flowing. My desk was directly beside the back door. Well, one rainy day Mr. J had opened the back door because it was really stuffy in the classroom. Right smack dab in the middle of class three dogs (2 small dogs and a large hairy dog) all wet, because it's raining, come racing in through the door (I'm laughing as I type because I can still see this crazy scene in my head) and chase each other throughout the classroom, it was like a scene from a movie. There was total chaos as everyone tried (without succeeding) to round up the dogs to send them back outside. I didn't really help much mainly because I couldn't stop laughing. After a few minutes of racing around the classroom the little dogs tore back out the door and the big hairy dog wasn't far behind them. It was by far the funniest thing to ever happen in that class.
Speaking of that Social Studies class...I got in more trouble in that class than I did my entire 12 years in school. I swear I had to right three essays because I kept getting my name on the board. But it always seemed that I never got in trouble for acting out intentionally. Once, I had to write an essay because I was leaning my chair against the back wall (remember I sat in the back of the class next to the door) and I fell out of my chair and into the floor. I'm sure the loud thud (thanks to the floors in the modular) was a distraction to everyone else but geeze, I didn't mean to fall! The next essay I had to write was because I tripped and fell over my purse strap as I was walking to the front to turn in an assignment which caused another loud thud. That's just not fair at all! I shouldn't be penalized because I'm clumsy...RIGHT?! I don't remember what I did to deserve the third essay but most likely it was because I was talking during class. So, maybe I deserved the third essay but I still don't think I deserved the first two...in my opinion you shouldn't punish someone for being accident prone! Obviously Mr. J did not agree with my opinion.