The period was going along just like any other. The class had an assignment, and some of them were working on it. Then out of nowhere the screeching began.
In moments I figured out what the problem was. A cockroach had found its way into the room.
(The door was open, so I'm assuming it got in that way.)
I couldn't get close to the bug as it had found its way into the midst of the students' seats. Too many bodies kept me on the sidelines. Still, I looked for a container to put the thing into.
(I know, why didn't I just stomp on it? I prefer to release bugs back into the wild when possible.)
The class had descended into chaos. The students fled as far as they could go. One boy was all the way on top of his desk, shrieking that the thing had to be gotten rid of.
I finally got a look at the beast. It wasn't as large as the one in the testing room, but it was of fairly decent size. As I grabbed the closest container, a girl grabbed a sheet of paper and managed to grab the thing.
The girl got halfway to the door when the roach made a break for it. She bent down and got it again, and this time she managed to get all the way out the door.
Once the thing was gone, the class was able to settle. (Sort of. There was another whole incident with the boy on the desk, but that's a story for another post.) And then things got back to normal.
How does one describe such an incident to the teacher in a sub note? I wrote: "Ask them about the cockroach." I figure that they'll tell the story better than I could.
Friday, November 8, 2013
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Oh, man. That's going to be a story they tell for a while. And a roach! How gross. It gives me the willies just thinking about it.
ReplyDeleteI thought I knew what a roach looked like, then I moved to Georgia. Holy moly they're big there. My cat loved them. She'd hunt 'em down, kill 'em, and lay them at the foot of the stairs for me to find. I won't tell the story of walking downstairs barefoot one morning… *shudder*
ReplyDeleteVR Barkowski
Probably need to get the place sprayed. Where you see one there are a thousand. Sigh. Cockroaches will take over the earth after we're gone. I'm certain of that.
ReplyDeleteI read the first word of your post and yelped, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" I hate those things, with a passion. And that's saying a lot for the woman whose kids have formed the "Nature Protection Agency." ;)
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