As I think I’ve mentioned, after school car rides are the best time to get all the hot goss. I especially hear a lot of stories on Mondays and Wednesdays, when I’m in charge of getting Nate and Cruz to Mustangs practice.
Last week Nate casually mentions they “kind of had a lockdown” at school today. That freaks me out so I nonchalantly pry. So uh… what happened?
And he proceeds to tell me about a series of announcements over the intercom. And his teacher being told to lock the classroom doors, but they don’t have to hide. It seems someone named Juan Carlos was missing. Nate doesn’t know Juan Carlos but believes he’s a second grader. He doesn’t get if Carlos is his last name or his middle name or what exactly took place, but at some point it was declared safe and they were let out for snack time. And there was a police car at school.
The next day I get the JC update. Turns out some teacher thought Juan Carlos had gone to the bathroom and never came back. But… actually the kid was never even at school that day. Holy major professional mistake being blabbed all about the playground. As Jake would say, “She done goofed.”
Cruz then adds that a bleeding goose was found in the library. Some first graders told Mrs. Clark there was a hurt duck in the building.
“Wait, was it a duck or a goose?” It was a goose. First graders are just confused. And it was injured and bleeding everywhere and went into the library.
“All of this happened yesterday? The same day Juan Carlos was missing?”
“Yeah, the day it rained.”
I’m not sure what’s harder to believe… the Juan Carlos story, the goose story, or that it rained?
Probably that it rained.