Wednesday, August 10, 2016
"Could you turn on the heat?"
Yes, it's August. This is not some sort of repost from the winter. And those were the first words out of a student's mouth when he entered the room.
(The continuation high school has started their school year. They start a month before the rest of the district.)
The weather had cooled a bit from the prior week. Only to be replaced with humidity. But still, summer temps. Sweat dripped down my back as I got ready to go for the day.
Somehow, the air conditioner got left on in the classroom. (I think the timer function is misprogrammed.) So, when I got there, it was 63 degrees Fahrenheit (according to the display). Ah, bliss.
I turned off the a/c and opened the door. I was quite comfortable. The students, not so much.
But I'm not turning on the heat in August. No. Not doing it. Especially not when it was much more comfortable inside than it was outside.
Still, the whines...
A couple hours later, the temperature had climbed to 68 degrees. A decent room temperature. I was in heaven. Them...
"We're going to freeze to death."
Um, no. Not even close to a possibility.