November 11
Self-Story #1 As I sit at my desk, talking to my friends. The classroom was so loud I could barely talk to my friends but all of a sudden the room was quiet. “Grade twelves, please make your way down to the gym, and please bring a chair as well.” As Ms. Isaak’s voice came over the intercoms. The classroom then became loud again. I stood up, grabbed my chair, and headed to the hallway. As one foot slowly moves…