Wednesday, May 8, 2019
Continuation high school. Science. Seventh period. Most of the students were playing Krunker, although as late in the period as it was, a couple of those students had completed the day's assignment and turned it in already.
The principal came over the loudspeaker.
"Students, when you're dismissed, please leave by the back gate. There is a swarm of bees at the front of the school..."
He then rang the bell early (by about five minutes), dismissing everyone for the day.
A swarm of bees?!?
And how was I going to get to my car?
I went to check out. The office was in crisis mode. They needed someone to deal with the bees. They needed to figure out how to direct students as several after school classes would be arriving shortly. (There are a few career-type classes that are held there via a county program, what used to be called ROP.)
I was told the swarm was fairly contained to the walkway, so I'd be able to walk around it. I was a bit nervous, but I was also curious. What would this swarm of bees look like?
I got outside, and, well, no swarm. They said that before there had been something like a thousand bees in one place, that the area was black with them. All that was left were a dozen or so, flying around the bush that was there.
I was a bit disappointed. I had wanted to get a picture of this swarm. But I was also relieved.