The result? A full scale lockdown of our school.
The rationale for this was to limit any possibility that this felon might be able to enter the school and comprise the safety of students or staff, or that he might apprehend a student or staff member while in transit from the school to the safety of their home.
Furthermore, this lockdown ensured that if this escapee desperately needed art supplies or a Voltron backpack, his nefarious scheme would be thwarted.
Although it was kind of exciting to be in a lockdown situation versus an escaped prisoner, I recognized that there was basically zero chance of anything happening on our school grounds. Although recess was cancelled, we spent an uneventful day playing Heads-Up-7-Up and hangman with our vocab words.
Down the hall, however, the collective psyche of the 1st grade classes was volatile.
Having had the situation explained to them, each child was certain they were about to die. Except for Jake.
Noticing the wide-eyed panic gripping his classmates, Jake's instincts took over. While everyone around him fell helplessly into a spiraling miasma of fear and paranoia, Jake overcame these powerful emotions, and took control. Summoning every talent at his disposal, he dedicated himself to exacerbating the problem.
He quickly sketched a three-panel comic strip which he thought would best explain the dire gravity of this predicament to his classmates.
Having completed the first rendering of the scene unfolding directly outside their doors, Jake quickly drew additional copies and circulated them throughout the room.
Doing this--especially with the specific intention of traumatizing his classmates--is despicable, evil, cruel and fantastic.
When I finally heard about this later in the day, I couldn't have been more proud.
Even Hal and The Beast cracked a smile. Then chastised him. Then scrapbooked the comic.
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