Is it any wonder I drink?

[Georgie]

This is a very old thread, but in light of my recent retirement form teaching I just had to revisit the story of the VOLE. One of the funniest mornings I ever had. This is the kind of thing I'll miss!7/7/10

Here's how my morning began. A vole (a field critter about the size of a hamster) came in from outside somehow and ran all around the room, under the kids' feet. Talk about pandemonium. As I was trying to find a box or something to trap it in to get it outside, one of the kids who had picked up both his feet to let the vole go by, accidentally dropped his feet back down, BAM! SQUASH! right on the vole. Now I had a twitching vole, lying in a pool of blood, dying from head trauma. Thankfully it didn't take long to die. I got it picked up with paper towels, cleaned up the puddle of blood and got the custodian to come down to take it away. Now I don't have to tell you how the kids were reacting to all this. Daniel, the murderer, was all upset, crying his eyes out over killing the thing. So I had to do a counseling session with him in the hall. (Little did he know how grateful I was that he had solved the problem) Poor Daniel is probably scarred for life. He has a speech problem and the dear little guy, through his tears said, "I didn't weawy mean to kiwwl a cute wittle cweachuh.." Ok, hugs and reassurance from me and back in we go. Now, finally things were settling down...NOT...About 10 minutes after the demise of the vole, little Samantha says "I don't feel so good." She was as white as a sheet and I figured she was ready to toss breakfast after having witnessed the bleeding vole. Oh no, that would be too easy..Her little HEART was beating out of her chest. She was saying things like, "This never happened to me before, and I feel awful. My teeth are rumbling." (whatever that meant..chattering maybe?) Now since I was afraid to have her walk with another kid down to the nurse's office, lest she collapse or something, I had to call and get the nurse to come up to the room. Nurse has gotten wind of the fact that there was a mouse or something loose in the room and wouldn't come inside. "It's DEAD!" I said forcefully, and practically had to drag her in by the hair to look at Samantha. Nurse said this often happens with Samantha. Seems she has anxiety attacks of some sort. It's June; they might have told me.. This all happened before I got the attendance taken. I broke the Port out early tonight!



[This message has been edited by Georgie (edited 07-07-2010).]