A new distraction to the educational experience

Math class 8:35-
I went to the restroom to blow my nose. On the way back a student interupted me.

"Hey, there's like a rat back here"

"Where?"

"Oh its gone now, but it was huge. I thought it was a puppy that got in the school."

"Oh that sounds like Peety. He's probably gone now."

Yes we have a rat hanging around school and a student decided to name it.


Math 8:45-
I went to blow my nose in the restroom.

"Hey Mr. Murphy, I've got the rat spotted. See it tail?" - pointed at the nasty rat tail.

"Ummm. Ok." -What exactly am I supposed to do?

"Lets catch it" - oh something manly. ok

"ok"

We then armed ourselves with brooms and an emty trash can. After banging around the lockers we spotted it many times. After a few minutes it we cornered then scared it out. It took off straight for me. I dodged its snarling teeth and managed a manly attempt at boxing it with the trash can. It ran into the bathroom. So me and two of my students went in after it.

Hiding behind the trashcan the rat was between the wall and me. It chose me. One student hit the t-can with his broom to scare the rat out. It took off toward the other one. They managed two good swipes with the brooms and I hadn't yet found my rhythm with the t-can. At one point they kicked it airborn. Eventually it scampered back to the locker room.

"Can we have a break" - Block periods cause students to want to not work on math for 2 hours straight.

"ummm, ok" -we'd become a spectacle.

After scrounging around the locker room for we'd managed to recruit some more help. Again we scared the rat out and it took off straight for me. I finally found my stride and boxed the rat with the t-can.

What do you do with a rat in a trash can? Put it in a bag and slam it against the road was the answer we came up with. So we took it to the street and a student brought a bag. Unfortunately when I lifted the cardboard covering the rat supermanned out and ran away. Oh well.

Paul "Rat-1 Murphy-0" Murphy