I was getting very bored during Literature class, because the teacher is very boring. So when she finally said in her indian accent, "Oh-kayy kelarss (class), yoo all can take out yorr machboooooks and start rrrreading dis poemm on dis webbsite", we immediately took out our computers and started unblocking sites like facebook etc.
That was when I realized that my macbook had no battery, and I was sitting in the middle of the classroom, where there was no power-point to plug in my charger. But luckily, I had brought my extra-long wire, so I pulled out some idiot's charger from the plug at the back, and plugged in my own, dragging the long wire across the many bags and pieces of paper strewn across the floor. Finally I plugged it into my computer, sighed a sigh of relief, and began unblocking facebook.
About halfway through class, (it was a double-period), I smelled something burning. I turned around, and saw that a piece of paper near my charger was on fire. I did not want everyone to panic, because that would be horrible, so I calmly spoke right across the classroom in a loud, clear voice, clearly addressing the Literature teacher, "Teacher, there's a fire at the back of the classroom. Do you think we could make smores?"
And that was when the stupid annoying girl in my class yelled, "FIIIIIREEEEE!!!!" What a stupid girl! I was talking to the teacher, not her! Why did she have to amplify the fact?! Now I would never get to make my smores.
I sat back and watched then as student after student screamed, while the teacher started cursing in Hindu and screamed as well. The whole class was running amok, so I took it into my own hands to make everyone settle down:
"QUIEETT!" I yelled.
To my surprise, everyone stood still and stared at me.
"Guess what? There's an even BIGGER fire on the floor above us, so we don't have to worry about this small one in our class. Ain't that great??" I said.
They burst into screams again, this time exclaiming things like, "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIEE" or "I DONT WANNA DIE YOUNG!" or "WHY HAVE THE GODS DONE THIS TO US!?". Tsk, whiners.
I shook my head and sighed, then glanced around to see how big the fire was getting. It was now up to the window, and everyone's bags (except mine, thankfully, because it was with me) was on fire now, too. In their panicked state, the students had thrown their books and paper up in the air, and the books and papers had fallen into the flames, making it even bigger.
The class next door had come over to see what all the screaming was about, and when they saw what was happening they started screaming as well. Can you just imagine the noise!? My poor ears!
Finally someone had the sense to go and call the disciplinary teacher, Mrs Ganesh. (Yes, also indian.)
"VAT IS GOING ON HERE? YOU STUPID STUDENTS ALWAYS-- AAAH FIIIREEE!!!" she yelled.
She ran outside, and called the fire department. Then she warned all the other teachers to take all the students out of the building. I followed them, and realized that the screams were turning into cheers, because apparently the school day was going to be cut short due to the fire.
In about 10 minutes, the fire brigade arrived, and managed to put out the raging flames. No one was hurt, unfortunately.
The next day, back at school, there was an assembly, and the principle said that the fire had been caused by a student who had pulled a charger across bags and papers on the classroom floor, and therefore the heat and radiation from the charger had ignited the papers. But they did not know which student had done it.
I shook my head, thinking how stupid the person was. I mean, who in their right mind would drag a charger across flammable objects on the floor, right? Sometimes there can be such stupid people at my school. I can't wait to see what will happen tomorrow!
