Last Thursday, while i was having lessons with the sec 3s, a butterfly flew into my classroom and headed straight at the rotating ceiling fan.
Chaos ensued while the butterfly disintegrated before our very eyes. Everyone screamed, and half the class got out of their seats and scrambled out of the classroom to get away from the flying remnants.
FYI, I teach in a boys' school.
For the past two months, the extreme fatigue was enough to make me fall asleep on my knees while checking my msgs at one point.
But the night of Friday, 18th September 2009 certainly made it all worthwhile. Cheers!