The "Timeless Room" Story

It was an ordinary day. Regular day of classes in the graphics lab and then open house tonight. Every year in late September to early October the high school schedules an open house for the parents so they can visit the school and sit in on 15 minute classes to see what their children will do throughout the year. Tonight is our open house. Starts at 7:00 PM with our first period class. At 7:15 there is the four minute break to make it to the next class. This goes on throughout the evening until the parents have visited every classroom that their son or daughter may have this year. I have the son of our Superintendent in my first period class. Really a nice boy who enjoys learning. Should be fun to explain to his father, my boss, what he will accomplish during the year. Well, school has ended for the day and I am heading home to have supper and rest before heading back. Carol had a good meal prepared and after dessert I head into the living room to relax. Sit in my favorite chair and fall asleep as usual. Carol has no idea what time I must be back for open house, so she wakes me and says, "What time do you have to be back?" "What time is it now?" I ask her. "Ten minutes till seven," is her answer. She must have seen the terror in my eyes as I flew out the door with my tie and jacket in hand. Now, we live about 15 minutes from school, but I made it in a little over ten. I parked right by my room and saw the parents were already seated in the room. I hurried to the back door of the wood shop, entered the lumber room and put on my tie and jacket. I walked to the entrance to my room which is located in the wood shop and entered like I had been there all day. My biggest advantage is that my classroom used to be a storage room for the woodshop and there is no clock in the room. By now it was 7:08 and the period was half over. Lucky I had everything prepared before I went home after school earlier in the afternoon. I quickly introduced myself and went through the material and had just asked if anyone has any questions I can answer when over the loud speaker came, "Please pass to your period two class." As the parents left my room, the Superintendent said, "To bad they don't make these periods a little longer!" It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.