Since the laptop I’ve been using for all of my internet access was in my classroom, I have to resort to my antique desktop, which sometimes freezes mid-sentence. I can only take the slowness for so long, so until I have replaced the laptop my posts will be short and most likley infrequent.
So yesterday my school burned down. The fire alarm went off at 2:10, at the very end of the lunch period, and since we never have fire drills during lunch, the Jaded Me told my kids some knucklehead had pulled the alarm and we’d be back in just in time to start our last class of the day. When I saw the athletic director’s frantic expression as he urged us to hurry, I should have gone back for my computer and phone, which at that time were only steps away. Who knew what the rest of the day held?
It started in a chemistry lab, which was empty at the time; the chemicals caught fire and went straight into the common attic, which was filled with junk and dust and such, and within 20 minutes the entire upstairs was ablaze. When the black smoke starting pouring out of the exhaust vents they evacuated the campus.
I am fine. My purse was in my car, although my cell phone, the aforementioned laptop, and my jump drive with 3 years of graduate work was in my classroom. According to my assistant principal, the hall where my room is located was the least damaged part of the building, and this morning after gathering what could be salvaged from the front office, the firemen went into classrooms and took whatever appeared to be a bag, briefcase or purse. There is a slight chance that my jump drive is safe in that bag somewhere. That’s the good news (other than the obvious–that no one was hurt).
The bad news is that there really is no news. No one is quite sure where we will go. A decision is to be reached by tomorrow, and then we’ll pick up and go on. Can anyone say “surreal”?