Aleksandra the Great’s Exploits

Christina and I went home this past weekend to visit family and teachers. We decided to text Z to find out the best time to visit him since we were undecided as to when we should come in anyway. He said fifth block was best, and we planned to come in earlier to see other teachers (specifically Wuetig and Connelly, and I wanted to see Ms. D) during fourth block. We approached the main entrance security guy around 1pm and told him we were back for a visit. He asked if Mr. Z knew we were coming in because we weren’t allowed to interrupt his teaching and he hadn’t put our name down on a list of expected visitors. We assured him that we had contacted Z and that everything was set. Doubtfully, he instructed us to go right down the hall and into that door (as if we didn’t know where the English office is. We didsay we were former students), and he said that we couldn’t go wandering about the halls.

So Christina and I set off down the hall and wondered whether he would notice if we went somewhere else. We got to the intersection in front of the English office and walked past the door to see if Z was in there. Since he was not, we thought we’d try going to his (old) classroom to let him know we were here. Just then, the bathroom monitor asked us what we were doing, and he said that he had no idea where Mr. Z would be right now. We told him we’d check Z’s classroom, and he almost let us go, but then a female security guard came hurrying down the hall and stopped us, saying “We got them” into her walkie-talkie. She asked if we checked in the English office, and we said that we hadn’t because we saw that he wasn’t there. So she sent us back to the main entrance to wait until fifth block.

When we got back there, the first security guard told us that he’d kept his eye on us, that he’d seen us turn to the left (which we did to talk to another security guard) and then to the right (to go to Z’s classroom). He made us sit on the bench and wait for fifth block to begin. As we were waiting, Ms. D walked by, and she stopped and talked to us for a while. She left, and soon after the bell rang. We told the security guard that the bell had rung, so now we’d be off to see Mr. Z, and he said something like, “Go ahead” as if he wouldn’t have had us chased down if we had just left.

We made it safely to the English office. Z met us there. He said that a security guard had told him that two girls were looking for him, and that he had told him he was expecting us. Mr. Connelly was in the English office, and Z snuck us up to see Mrs. Wuetig, so we ultimately had a successful visit. We left before 3pm with no problems except the fine I got for breaking a one hour(!) parking limit.

A friend on the inside suggested that we leave the school saying, “All right, we’ll visit teachers another time,” and then sneak around and enter through the gym doors. The friend also suggested that we just walk in from one of the other entrances. It would be risky, sure, but perhaps if Christina and I had been in dress code and not wearing jeans, we might have tried it.

The policy may be different on the days when mass visitations occur (e.g. the Wednesday before Thanksgiving), or after the school year has progressed a bit. Just in case, though, be careful visiting.

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