After two only days of work, nearly the entire class has assembled the shells of their tool chests. This is not according to plan.
We are supposed to assemble the chests on Wednesday night. Late Wednesday. Dark. With greasy pizza boxes strewn everywhere. There should be tears. Alcohol deprivation. Hide glue.
Instead, we have only a couple chests to assemble on Wednesday morning. Everyone else is already working on the bottoms of their chests. People are texting. Joking. Enjoying themselves.
Meanwhile, back at Roy Underhill’s mill, the water is rising fast thanks to a crazy rainstorm. The water is as high as I’ve seen here. Giant trees are being tumbled over the mill’s dam while the white noise invades every crevice of the house.
And so I told the students to hurry – we are building arks to evacuate the school.
— Christopher Schwarz
You may also like Chris’s book:
“The Anarchist’s Tool Chest”
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