What a DORK!

We have been lax with some of the rules of the house lately since the whole place was under 2 inches of dust. Jovie began taking her cookies on the couch to eat them. As a result, there was crusy cookie drool all over the coushions. Before the party this weekend, we spent a long time cleaning cookie drool the furnature and made a new house rule. NO EATTING COOKIES ON THE COUCH OR SNUGGLER. Jovie does not like the new rule and seems to have forgotten how to eat cookies on the floor. This morning she ate her greenie standing on two legs attempting to get onto the couch as I continuously pushed her off. This afternoon, she would not eat her cookie and walked around confused as to why we would give her a cookie that she clearly could not eat on the floor. In the end, Sadie grabbed half of the cookie and Jovie finally ate the remainder on the floor. Luckily, I caught the confusion on video. All I have to say is What a DORK!

Bomb Threat

At 7:12 and 7:15 this morning, two bomb threat messages were made on my school's voicemail. The secretary, who does not get in til 7:30 got the messages around 7:50 and we had to evacuate the building. We stood in the baseball fields (a good safe distance from the school) until about 9:45. The students were not shaken and the day continued as normal. This experience was much different from the one my senior year. It's sad that things like this almost seem common (although it is not common in my school) and students are not phased by them.

Usually we have fire drills on pay day (yesterday) to make sure we are getting in our monthly drills as well as letting the teachers know it is actually a drill and not real. We knew something must be up when we were told to evacuate before all of the students arrived and most of the police department showed up to search the school and stopped traffic on the surrounding streets.

On a lighter note, as we re-entered the building and returned to our homerooms, one of my students asked if what had just happened was a drill or for real. Another student promptly responded, "You know it's not a drill when Reading is cancelled!" The statement was so true, I had to laugh. As much as I can't stand the insulting "reading" program (which does not involve reading), a visit from God Himself would have to wait until 9:05 so that the students can get in their daily dose of "reading".