If you have been following my blog for awhile, you may remember that my 4th grade son attends the school where I teach and we live just down the street. I usually go in @ 8 AM and my husband drops Quinn off @ 8:45 AM. Today was a normal day except I forgot my cell phone. Hate when I do that!
Fast forward to lunch. Quinn's teacher is a friend of mine and she casually asks over lunch where Quinn is today. WHat do you mean? He isn't here??? I am shocked since when I left the house he was happily getting his Backwards Day outfit on. I start to get a bad feeling but I rationalize that it is possible he started feeling sick after I left. I immediately go to the staff room phone and call home. No answer. My heart starts beating wildly. I call my husband's cell. No answer. Now I am starting to panic. My imagination starts conjuring images of abduction from the school parking lot. Rational? No, but I think we already established in my prior Conan story that my brain easily jumps to worst-case scenarios.
I am about to go home to see if I can find out anything when the secretary comes in to tell me my husband is on the other line.
He starts with, "We had a little accident this morning..." CRAP! Did he cut off a finger? My mind is going again...
They spent all morning washing it out, then in the emergency room and later the doctor. Poor guy! I guess it hurt quite a bit but he is fine now.
I'll leave you with what I had originally planned to blog about: Chinese New Year.
We made a circle map brainstorming what the students already knew about Chinese New Year. Then we read this simple book and shared if our families celebrated.