Livin’ on the edge
Teaching can sometimes have that “ho-hum” persona to it but that was broken yesterday. With about ten minutes left in fifth period, our principal came over the intercom that there had been a cougar sighting down by the river which is across the street from the school. I’m sure that would have made walking home a lot more interesting. As well, I wonder if skipping dropped between fifth period and the end of the day. Nothing like a man-eating animal to curb truency.
To top it off, this morning when I came in for morning weights class, there had been a fire over in the gym complex. Apparently, dryers and their contents can be quite flamable. Not that the building was actually damaged, the dryer, on the other hand, was torched. The entire gym building did have a particular pungent stink to it, except for the weight room which was right next to the dryer room; it smelled like a marshmellow toasted a little too long.
…And people say teaching is boring.