I am so going to get fired.
Today one of the major pieces of construction equipment
being used for the mega-project outside my classroom broke down. It took the guy three hours to get it running
again. It was so quiet that I thought I
might be teaching in a vacuum.
So the kids and I started talking about how cool it would be
if there were a little accident outside, like someone getting stuck in the
cement, just to spice things up a bit. And
then we started talking about horror movies where bodies end up in cement. I told them about a movie I once saw about a
group of old people being thrown out of their condemned apartment building and
the ways they went about disposing of the people who kept trying to toss them
into the street, or worse, into nursing homes. One of the ways was putting the bodies in
cement.
Then I said, "That's the kind of old person I'm going
to be."
In unison they all gasped and said, "A murderer?"
I thought about it for maybe a tenth of a second then
replied, "If that's what it takes…"
I meant I would fight to stay in my home by any means
available. But they went right to the
dark place, which is why I love them all so much, and I went right there after
them.
I expect the police and the psychiatrists tomorrow. Watch for me.
I'm sure it'll make the news.
PS -- Here's the movie; it's a keeper called Homebodies
