RING Ring ring

This morning, the fire alarm went off.

Accident in the kitchen. Gas. Not fire.

Rather than lining up the kids and taking advantage of the chance to practice a fire drill in the new school, we were instructed to continue lessons.

So over the ringing alarm and intermittent, pleasant female Korean generated computer voice, we continued. Students? Unimpressed and overly dramatic.

There’s nothing like the
sweet sound of fire alarm
in the morning. RING!