Safe Inside
The state approved all my paperwork but I hadn’t finished all the trainings. The two other new hires were still waiting for their background checks. So I was allowed into my classroom and on the hallway. I could see the students but still not talk with them. They didn’t look like scary monsters. They looked like kids. I hadn’t taught full time for over ten years and the newborn I had as a teacher was now starting high school and the same age as these young ones. I listened to the radio I found in the room and organized the markers by colors. Later I realized that was stupid and bagged up 10 markers at a time so I could hand them out and easily count them once they returned. However, I got to see all the supplies and stuff the previous teachers had purchased and get to know the room. The other teacher got thrown in and never did catch up on that front. As I happily prepped the room, the radio brought some terrifying news. A fugitive with a gun is on the run....