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Tornados and Field Trips Don't Mix

By Jessica N. Gordon, published May 12, 2007
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One year ago today was the absolute WORST day of my life. For those of you who don't know or weren't there, my government class went to the We the People competition that day. I had to get up early (5:30AM) and ride to school with Allen House and Jesse Derrington. To make matters worse, it was raining, actually POURING, and the streets were flooded. Once we got to school, we had to run from the tennis court parking lot, through the rain into the school, through the school, and out the front doors onto the bus in only 2 or 3 minutes because the bus was getting ready to leave us. Then, we got on a stinky school bus, headed over to Central H.S. to pick up students and headed towards Vincennes University.

Then, we got to VU and found our competition room and sat there, preparing for the stupid competition. Then, one by one, the groups presented on the questions that they were asked by the judges. Some of the groups did fine and others did not (mine was one that did not). After the competition, we headed to TECUMSEH (the worst place in Vincennes to eat) to eat and we found out that we were supposed to have money to eat. I didn't have any money and I didn't really feel like eating anyways so I asked if I could just go sit down. I sat with my friend Evan and his friend Amber (yes, I sat with people from another team :o ). We talked about the competition a bit while they ate and Evan even snuck some ice cream for me. :)

Then, we went to the Student Union for the awards ceremony and of course, Bosse did NOT win anything, but I was glad because I didn't want to go to state for this dumb competition. Then, we all got ready to leave for Evansville.

As we were loading the buses, we were told that there was a "tornado thingy" (they didn't say warning or watch)... and they sent us down into the basement of Harrison Hall (the stinky all guys dorm). We stayed down there for an hour or so...and I think the lights even went out once or twice. Then, they finally allowed us to leave. When we got back on the buses, I realized how afraid I was. I did not like being out in a storm, let alone one that had needed a tornado watch/warning... But, we got back on the buses and headed for Evansville.

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Sounds like a rotten day.

Posted on 05/15/2007 at 6:05:00 AM

 
Great article :-)

Posted on 05/14/2007 at 7:05:00 AM

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