Everyone Out! And she's the last one standing.

LOL. I worked at the school again this morning. (Uh-oh)

This time, I took a group of 3rd graders into the cafeteria where
we practiced a Christmas play. The little darlings did a great job
with their lines and singing their cute songs, but they weren't doing
the action in the parenthesis. For instance: Rudolph says "his line" (blows his nose then throws tissue in wastebasket). So, we ran through it a second time, while I directed them to do their actions when they forgot.

Just as I'm "instructing" them, a loud obnoxious buzzer goes off. I jump. Did I tell them the wrong thing? Should they just concentrate on their lines? Was God speaking to me?

The kids knew. They tore out of the cafeteria and out the side door of the building, before I had a chance to yell "Fire!" The darlings left me in the dust.

"Hey, I've fallen and I can't get up!" Okay, not really. But, what if I had? Though, I applaud their quick action.

So, back in the classroom, the teacher tells them, "Next time you're with a parent helper, wait for them." (It was obvious to all that I followed up the rear).

One sweet boy (one of the "little elves" from the play) summed it up perfectly. "It's every man for himself, Mrs. Toelken." In other words, let the mean lady burn. LOL!