So Mrs. Aide, Mrs. Eagle and I are at breakfast this morning at the local waffle and egg establishment by The School and Mrs. Aide relates the following story.
Yesterday, after she worked the sixth grade lunch, she realized that she'd left something in her car that she needed for one of her small group reading classes. No big deal, she called up to the front office and left the building for a moment to go out to her car. However, she's walking to the car and she sees a kid pedaling around the parking lot on his bicycle. He's pedaling around and around like he hasn't a care in the world. He sees her, waves, and keeps pedaling. In fact, he pedals up by her, says "Hi!" and then pedals off again.
And she's thinking, okay, school is in session and there's a kid - whom she recognized as being one of our students - just riding his bike around the parking lot. Truly strange.
So, she goes inside, grabs Mrs. Sparrow and tells her that she thinks we have a kid on the loose. "There's a kid riding his bicycle all around the parking lot," she says.
Mrs. Sparrow is incredulous. "Seriously? He's just out there riding around?"
"Seriously," said Mrs. Aide. "I know he's one of ours, and he may be a seventh grader. I just don't know his name."
So, while Mrs. Sparrow sent out our SRO to check this out, Mrs. Aide and the Guidance Goddess go through the absence list and pull up photographs of the absent seventh graders. It didn't take long before she was able to identify him. Not only was he listed as absent for yesterday, but he'd also been absent the day before.
Mrs. Sparrow calls Bicycle Mom and asks her if her son had been at school on Wednesday. "Oh yes!" she answers. "He was there." What about Thursday? "Oh yes, he was there too as well!," answers Bicycle Mom. Mrs. Sparrow then informs her that although he may have gone to school on the days in question, it appears that he never made it in the building.
So Bicycle Boy was busted. (He's one of Mrs. Eagle's kids, not one of mine.) He earned himself three days of ISS for his little vacation from school.
But seriously, you have to wonder. I mean if you're ditching school...why would you spend your time riding your bike around the school parking lot???
Ah, the seventh grade mind...