Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for October 11, 2021

Dreadful.

Lucky it was your teacher and it was meant for you.

Growing up in Hillsborough County FL, I am quite familiar with portable classrooms and double sessions (in high school) due to the rapid growth in the area when I was in public school in the ‘70s and early ’80s as well as my daughter’s schools in the same county much more recently. The portable classrooms were okay except often the AC did not work so well on hot days and you got wet and often had to scamper through mud when it was raining when you had to go back to the real school for other classes or lunch as the portables were just plopped down in a field behind the actual school.

Double session was set up where the juniors and seniors went in the morning session from 7 to 12:30 and the sophomores and freshman went from 11:40 to 5:15 with one overlap class where all 4 classes were on campus at the same time. I liked the fact that my swim team practice counted as my PE course during my first 2 years as we had practice from 4:30 to 6:30 on weekdays and other sports did the same as most kids would like to do a sport they liked rather than climbing ropes, doing pull up and having to compete in a sport they totally suck at.Such is life in fast growing areas where the local government is slow to put coin into building new schools so band-aids like portables and double session become the norm, I understand it was similar in other parts of FL as well.

We had those way back when I was in high school. They all had removable wooden steps. We never moved them. Nope; not once!

I am surprised that with all the backpacks outgassing there wasn’t an explosion…

I hate to break it to you, Petey; but your teacher wasn’t signaling for you – she was sending that signal for help with her students!

His teacher has a flare for the dramatic.

they should paint each one a different color.

Hey, be thankful that the teacher cares that much for one stray student!

We had that sort of thing when I was in high school. Mud puddles were the problem, they didn’t move the “classrooms” around, it only seemed that way. (Shortly after I left to go to college, Virginians decided that no school at all was preferable to having Negroes and the other kind sitting in the same room.)

Went to a one room country school. All eight grades in one room. OK there were only 6 of us when I started first grade. One winter we had a lot of snow and roads were impassable. Dad decided he had to get my sister and I to school. We were very well behaved so I’m not sure why he was so desperate ; ) Most of the other kids were close enough to walk and the teacher lived in a little “teacherage” next to the school house. Dad loaded us into the old car and we took off across country to the school. He plowed into the drifts until the snow totally covered the windshield, then got out to clear the snow and get his bearing on the school house. We finally got stuck about 100 feet from the school and sister and I went in and were able to watch him digging the car out of the snow for part of the morning.

I’ve had dreams like this.

Good thing Petey doesn’t go to Hogwarts. With the moving staircases and Peeves, he would never find his classes.

Now, that is seriously Lost in Schoolyard!

I can recall nightmares about not being able to find my classroom in high school, but Petey tops all….

The portable classrooms rearrange themselves like the stairways at Hogwarts.