Friday, March 31, 2017
Rain had been forecast for this day for a full week. The sky was cloudy that morning. I saw girls walking around with umbrellas.
In other words, rain was expected. So, when water started falling from the sky that afternoon, no one should have been surprised.
But I was with 7th graders.
It was the end of the day. The bell rang, dismissing them. They hovered at the door, watching it rain. Hesitant.
But eventually end of day won out, and they exited the classroom. Well, most of them. A couple continued to stand at the open door.
"I can't go out there. I can't get my hair wet."
She explained that her hair would get frizzy. Um...
"You can't stay here until the rain stops," I replied. (It rained pretty much continuously, if lightly, from the time I left the classroom until after I got home. I was not about to wait out the rain.)
So, she braced herself and braved the rain. I have no idea how her hair fared.