Sometime around 10 o’clock on Friday morning my German teacher – let’s call her Frau Optimist – got a call. Normally this wouldn’t be cause for alarm, since she gets calls from the office on the classroom phone regularly, but it was on her cell phone. Okay, not freaking out quite yet. Although her phone was on silent, she happened to be walking by and read that it was from our school’s board of education.
And cue every person in our class doing this:
Frau Optimist told us who it was before she answered it, and listened to whatever the recorded message said for what seemed like forever. A list of things that could be wrong passed through my head. We were having a lock-down. There had been a shooting. We needed to evacuate because of an emergency.
Not once, even though it had been snowing ALL DAY, did the thought of an early release occur to me.
Then Frau Optimist wrote on the board:
I could hardly believe it.
Frau Optimist was still on the phone, and our class (being as well behaved as we are) waited until she hung up to start (I’m serious) clapping.
And at least five people in the class did this:
While Frau Optimist did this:
In the end, we got out three hours earlier than normal due to the massive snow storm.
And it was chaos.
People were screaming in the halls, traffic was a beast, and the flurries that had started that morning had turned into a full-blown storm.
But it was totally worth it.
Have you ever had a chaotic early release?