"Look what I found!"
It was snack. I made my usual restroom run, and I was on my way back to the classroom. The middle school boy pointed up. It took me a minute to see to what he was pointing.
Cockroach. Sitting near the top of a wall a good two feet over my head.
Unfortunately, cockroaches aren't an unusual occurrence. Besides, we were outside. So, after saying something, I continued on my way.
This sounded like the boy threw something (a shoe?) at the cockroach.
I kept on.
THUD! This time followed by screams.
A crowd gathered.
The middle school teachers stand around during snack much as the students do. Talking. Laughing. Eating.
I couldn't let that group think I ignored a potential problem. I can't appear to be a do nothing sub. I do pay attention. So, I headed towards the teachers who were heading for the crowd.
"It came from my room." (This one from a social studies teacher. She had come out just as all this was happening.)
I have no idea if they managed to knock the bug down. The next class came in loud and very wound up. But I can't be sure if that was cockroach related or due to the fact that they knew we were having a fire drill in a very short time.
Or it could have just been that it was a minimum day.
Just about anything will get middle schoolers worked up.