Today in Social Studies we had a "Code Red" drill. For those of you who don't know what that is, which is pretty hard to believe if you remember 9/11, Code Red is basically the school's way of saying, "Someone crazy is in the building, stay in your locked classroom and hide." Or, "There's a bomb, GET OUT!" I guess the call it Code Red so the don't cause a panic attack. But, as usual, Irkus, Sooser, K. and J. (I call K. and J. The Twins sometimes), screwed things up. Like the first thing Mrs. H. said in the bulletin was, "During a Code Red do not talk. It is imperative that you be able to hear what is going on." And what did they do? They talked.
So we were stuck in the back of the classroom for about 25 minutes. OK, the class room is 10'x10'x9'. There are 25 kids in my class including me. We were against the back wall which is 10'. Let's see, there are 3'6" from the wall to the desks. Now let's do some of that New Math. 25×10×3.5=NOT ENOUGH SPACE! Actually that equals 875, but you get the idea. Hopefully.
Cheese Face out.
So we were stuck in the back of the classroom for about 25 minutes. OK, the class room is 10'x10'x9'. There are 25 kids in my class including me. We were against the back wall which is 10'. Let's see, there are 3'6" from the wall to the desks. Now let's do some of that New Math. 25×10×3.5=NOT ENOUGH SPACE! Actually that equals 875, but you get the idea. Hopefully.
Cheese Face out.
