LA hasn't been that much fun lately. Could it be the new is wearing off? Maybe it's the dog days of summer already? No, since summer is not officially here yet, that seems far fetched. Let me see if I can pin point the hum drum.
Well, to start with, we have 20 school days left before summer vacation. That's a lot of days left when the students are in high gear to play and low gear to work. Seems like after spring break, they grow weary of school and just really do not want to do anything in class that requires the word "work". So, I have found lately that my voice is getting louder and louder and students are finding it easier than ever to tune my voice out. Teacher's nightmare 101 begins and yes it will get worse. Only the strong will survive!
I also should mention the recent lock down we had at school. You know we have drills and practice for these kinds of things but when they do happen, believe me it is scary.
Next door to our middle school, is a Jack in the Box. I am not sure if we have those back in the south but just in case you are not familiar with Jack, it is a fast food hamburger joint. Well, a very hungry guy with a gun decided to rob Jack and then afterwards fled onto our campus, somehow getting around the security gates. Within minutes police notified the school and we went into intruder on campus lock down. Basically this means we lock from the inside, students are moved to the middle of the room, they lay down on the floor, lights are off, blinds are closed and we wait quietly. Fortunately, this only lasted about 30 minutes before we got the All Clear. Just a few panic attacks to deal with, a few moment of horror when sirens were clearly near. Then it was business as usually. Sort of?
Next on the list would be the frequency of earthquakes the last few days. Evidently a fault near Newport Beach has decided to "wake up" after nearly 80 plus years and we have had two moderate earthquakes in the last few days. Of course the experts are quick to remind us the big one is just around the corner and to get our supplies ready. Sometimes I wonder if this one will move the earth enough to cause the other one to want to move too. Hum I think my stress level just crept up a notch or two.
Traffic is a terrifying issue out here. Since I have been commuting to my new school, I have had one too many close calls. All I can say is that you would have to see it to believe it. The few times I have flown into Memphis and hit the freeway there, even during rush hour, it looked like it was a Sunday morning, meaning little traffic.
Since writing and reviewing this, it seems my stress level is directly related to staying alive. That would cause anyone's stress to go up don't you think? Maybe it's time for a move. The rural country is looking better to me all the time. Two lane roads, miles with no buildings, homes or high rises. Somewhere with a population less than 500? Where everybody knows your name? Somewhere where the jets don't have a flight pattern which crosses within 200 miles of my home. Where is Mayberry RFD? Rural America, where's my map?