Of course, before the drill, I had to sit the kids down and have a talk about appropriate behavior, what do not/not do, and why. This lent itself to a very, um, well, let's call it a very lively and animated conversation(s). You know- the ones where they all start talking. At the same time. And they all know everything. And they're all talking gibberish and nonsense. Here are a few gems I was able to pick out the chaotic conversation:
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! We have to lock down in case someone comes to our school to steal something!!!! Like our lunch from the cafeteria!!!!" (Um, friend, I'm pretty sure no one will be stealing those...gross!)
"We need to lock down if there are police helicopters swarming around to catch bad guys and bank robbers!!!"
"Oh! I know exactly why we need to lock down!!!! It's 'cuz of nuclear war." !?!?!?!!? What !?!?!?!
We all survived the lockdown, and after I quieted them down, hopefully they learned why we need to practice locking down...(and it didn't (really) include any of the reasons above."
This whole ordeal reminded me of my very first earthquake
I was all prepared for that earthquake drill. My kids knew when the alarm rang, we would get under our desks, crouch up like rollie pollies, cover over heads, and be COMPLETELY still and COMPLETELY silent. Piece of cake.
So, the alarm went off and we did exactly what we talked about. Even I, being the exemplary role model for these growing young minds, got under my desk. We were still. We were quiet. We were crouched up like little rollie pollies.
5 minutes later (Me thinking...this is a long earthquake drill, but whatever...)
Enter principal (AKA- the person who would determine if I would have a job next year or not...)
Principal: "Um, Miss B."
Me (crouching under my desk): Yes Mr. MacIlwee (with a smile, thinking for SURE he is going to compliment me on my quiet, calm students under their desks...)
Principal: This is a fire drill. We should all be outside on the field lined up. We were worried about you.
Believe it or not, I survived the embarrassment, and I am happy to say I did get a job the next year. And every "earthquake drill" after that (even to this day), I checked with everyone classroom within a 50 yard vicinity to MAKE SURE it really is an earthquake drill!!!!!
Well, Sunday night I felt like this going to bed knowing wouldn't have to get up early on Monday:
Tonight, I'm feeling more like this:
Oh, and do you have any funny lock down/fire/earthquake drill stories to share!?!?! Or any embarrassing teaching stories??? :-) It will make me feel better because reliving that "earthquake drill" embarrassment was not easy. PLEASE share!!! :)