Spent my first few moments at school putting together some final posters to advertise the big basketball game Friday night for the Webb City Middle School staff verses the Webb City Police Department.
One feature of the fundraiser event is a ceremony before the game to crown a staff member as King and Queen of the game---sort of like homecoming. Throughout the week students vote for their favorite by putting coins into a box. This year, the candidates are working on campaigning for themselves through posters and signs around school advertising their nomination in order to drum up votes and money.
I am one of the candidates for queen this year, and I have a few slogans on my posters. One slogan I am quite fond of is 'Put your Money on Mitchell'. Has a nice ring to it. The other poster has a dollar bill with Vincent Van Gogh in the center, the slogan on that one is 'Just Go Vote For Mitchell.' I got lucky recently and stumbled upon some pop art money on Pinterest, I wasn't sure how I would use it, but it came in handy on my posters.
Students, if you are reading this, you should definitely put your money on me. I deserve your votes because today I saved the entire school from burning down. If that doesn't qualify me for queen of the school then I don't know what does.
After my last class, my plan was to finish hanging up a few posters and use my hot glue gun to tack up any that might have fallen throughout the day. I plugged in the glue gun around 1:30 so that it would be hot at 2:00---after my last class.
Around 1:45, I pushed my chair backwards to grab something from the shelf next to my desk and I heard a loud POP sound. A student standing near me exclaimed, "MRS. MITCHELL, YOUR HOT GLUE GUN IS ON FIRE!" As calmly as possible, I turned around to see a bright orange flame shooting out of the back of the glue gun. Sure enough, it was on fire.
I pulled the plug, picked up the gun, and blew out the flame. A metallic smokey smell filled the air.
My heart was racing, I was scared that something else might've caught on fire since the glue gun was right behind my computer. Thankfully, nothing else was damaged. When I was sure the flame was subdued, I chucked the gun into the trash. I'm not sure how rolling my chair backwards caused the glue gun to short out or how it got hot enough to catch fire in that short amount of time.
A few seconds later, I turned back to the student I had been helping and carried on as if nothing had happened. Half a dozen students standing nearby had no idea that anything was going on and didn't even notice the smell, the fire, or the fact that I was a little frazzled after LITERALLY PUTTING OUT A FIRE.
And that is what teaching is like...sometimes you are putting out fires all day long. Usually they aren't literal fires, but they are a big deal in the moment, and then you just have to carry on like nothing happened because the students are counting on you.
And that's why you should put your money on Mitchell.
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