Last Thursday morning, when I came into the classroom I stepped in puddles ... of water ... inside my classroom. There was a leak in the ceiling and the rain from the previous night had found its way in. It wasn't horrible, but there were a lot of puddles and some of my posters got ruined.
As I sit here now, with it raining outside, water is literally POURING down the walls and DRIPPING all over the place. (How ironic that the latest appeal in the CFE case has been underway!) There was a quick response to figure it out (one of the guys asked me if I had had the window open - apparently not seeing the streams of water coming down the walls!).
I don't want to do the usual thing and complain about how it is horrible that we have such destroyed schools in this city (and about the two holes in the floor). What I do want to say is that I can still teach. With drips and water and all. And my students will still learn.
They just now informed me that they are going to have to shut power off in the room because there is water in the light fixtures. I'll take pictures tomorrow morning!