Luckily for me, today’s events at school were exciting, so I have something to blog about for NaBloPoMo. 🙂 Anyway, today we had a
lockdown drill. Just in case you don’t know, a lockdown drill happens when some armed nasty guy breaks into the building and everyone needs to hide.
I’ve always been a bit curious about the lockdown drill. Locked doors are easy to break, and really, I think the only point of a lockdown drill is simply hiding practice, since we don’t actually do anything (eg. pile tables and chairs in front of the door) to prevent the door being opened. But if every room is dark and it seems like no one is in any room, won’t the invader just try every room or something? How will hiding under tables help if that happen? And there’s this time when I was in Grade 1 or 2 where the teacher just had us sit in the middle of the room, because “the robber won’t pay attention to the boards and so you’d be safe.” Not exactly very reassuring, if that’s the plan should anything happen.
That aside, today I had lockdown drill practice. It was the best ever. (That’s sarcasm, by the way). Usually when I have a lockdown drill, I’m learning in some nice air-conditioned classroom. Two years ago, I was in the computer lab; we hid under the computer desks (a bit cramped, but fine.) Last year, I was in English class. Hiding behind tables and trying not to be visible through the windows once again.
This year, I had lockdown drill during PE class. Yes, PE. Physical Education. Some of you call it gym or sports or whatever. I call it PE. Anyway, you know what PE class is. You’re in the open football field. There’s absolutely no place to hide. (Well, of course you could try burrowing yourself into the ground, but that would lead to destroying the nice grass patch, which is a big crime in itself!)
Anyway, when we heard the lockdown drill our teacher quickly led us to the closest room available. It was the equipment room, and while it was the closest room available, apparently it was also the smallest and the only one in the area that wouldn’t have been air conditioned before the lockdown drill. Everyone was quickly pushed inside the small room. And I’ve blogged about how hot Thailand is before. Doing the high jump in a football field under Thailand’s sunshine, then finding yourself in a closed, cramped room without wind of any sort? It’s like a microwave.
We were in there for quite some time. It was really cramped. That’s the first thing I noticed. An equipment room would never have been intended for use at the same time by about sixteen students anyway. And it was probably never cleaned. Dust was everywhere and the room smelled (maybe not just because of how dirty it was but because of the fact that everyone was sweating). I grabbed one of those foam-ish colored blocks that small kids put together like a puzzle to play with. I tried fanning myself with it, only to realize that it’s dusty.
Meanwhile, the longer we stayed in there the hotter it became. There were too many people, everyone was sweating, there was no wind. I don’t know how long we were in there, but I felt like we were in there ages. A better guess would probably be something like six or seven minutes.
They were the minutes of pure torture.
Then came the principal’s voice that all was clear and we could come out now. That voice? It was the sound of heaven. The door was slowly opened and the whole class rushed out.
I just realized how cool the weather here in Thailand is. The wind blowing…aaaah.
Lesson learned: Thailand isn’t as hot as you think it is. 🙂