Out of Class

The Friday before winter break. (I saved my subbing stories for when I was back at work.) It was a minimum day. Finals had been Tuesday and Wednesday, so the classes were pretty empty, and I was not surprised. 

Second period. Grant asks if he can go to another class. Any other day, my answer would be no. But this day? 

"Let me call the teacher and see if it's okay."

So, I called Ms. B's room. (I did a long term in Ms. B's class a few years back.) Mr. J answered the phone. (I did a long term for Mr. J a year and a half ago.) Because Ms. B wasn't there, Grant couldn't go to the class. No big deal.

After second period was snack. I headed for the restroom. On the way there, I ran into Ms. B.

I told her a student had wanted to come to her class second period. 

"Was it Grant?"

She got it in one.

She told me he had had her last year, and he liked to visit. (Ms. B had been at an event for one of her children, so she had not been on campus.) 

So, if Grant had gone, he would have returned anyway. 

He found something else to do for the class. (They had an assignment, but as Ms. C was out of the country, her grades for the semester were already turned in, so the assignment wasn't going to count, anyway.)