Yesterday, as happens from time to time, there was a missed pickup of a student who needed to go for special services. We were out at Reading Buddies and missed his pickup by minutes… so I walked him down while Mrs. D. read a story to the rest of the group. I also informed her I needed to use the boys room before returning.
After dropping him off, I turned to see some friends from last year waving frantically at me… the classroom was right across from a first grade room, so naturally I had to go in and say hello. Luckily, the teacher didn’t mind me interrupting her lesson to say a few quick hellos and hear how well they were all doing.
At this point, as I left the classroom, I realized, poor Mrs. D. was waiting for me to return… I was on the other side of the school and still needed to use the boys room before returning… looking around and seeing no witnesses, I started a quick sprint towards the teacher’s room.
About halfway down the hallway, I was stopped by the sound of shouting.
“Mr. _______, you know you can’t run in the hallways!”
I turned around to see two girls who had appeared from a stairwell and caught me. Oooops.
“Well, when you’re a teacher, sometimes you have to be places fast,” was all I could muster.
Hopefully they won’t report me to the authorities.