Well THAT day went weird...

 It didn't go bad, just weird.  

It was a rather average day until just at the end of lunch when I got back to school from the supermarket drenched by the unexpected torrential downpour. Getting into the school, I noticed that the kids were wreaking havoc in the corridors, probably wound up by the weather.
 
However, the class of year 7s I was supposed to teach just after lunch got even more keyed up when one of their peers managed to get her leg stuck in a bench. Things got to be a bit of a circus as many members of my class tried all manner of begging and pleading to go check on their friend. A number of them also decided that they desperately needed to go to the toilet (yeah, right!) when I wouldn't let them out. I had just about managed getting most of them back in their seats and even working on task when one popped his head out the door again (I did say most, not all) and reported to the rest that the fire brigade had arrived.
 
It took threatening the entire class with a red card to get the whole mob back inside.
 
Seeing as my lesson was pretty much shot by the excitement of the moment, I gave them the option of tasks: they could either continue with the pre-assigned poetry task (which many still did) or creating a card for their 'stricken' friend (and channel their concern into an activity which WOULDN'T either interfere with efforts to free the child or unleash mass stupidity elsewhere in the school).
 
BTW, in case you're wondering, the girl was freed without injury.
 
Oh, and please, spare any sympathy; she's one of those special children that I ever so lovingly class amongst The Wretches. Bloody hell; she wasn't anywhere NEAR my class and she'll still managed to completely disrupt it!
 
I love my job! Really!  

(You believe me, dontcha? )