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Burn Baby Burn! Today was the best day ever.
Because there was a fire.
And don't think me sick-minded just 'coz I enjoyed the fire when you haven't heard the story behind it....
Second lesson today in school - Chemistry, with my bat-crazy chem teacher. We were boiling water in boiling tubes to see if it was temporary hard or permanent hard, and she was texting people on her phone. Even though the bungs weren't in the boiling tubes at the time of burning, they started smashing. After about 5 people had shattered their boiling tubes, Miss told us to 'Turn off the bunsens and don't burn any more'. As if that was the cue, a woosh went up from close to where Ashleigh and I were just turning off our bunsen - Right next to possibly the cleverest most efficient boy in the class, a fire was burning; all over the desk, the chair and the floor (Ash even said she saw a boiling tube roll accross the floor on fire itself). We jumped back, like 'HOLY CRAP!' and I ran to the front to get a sand bucket, but I was ambushed by my teacher, who, instead of picking up the sand bucket, picked up the tray of tongs, threw the tongs over me, and went to beat out the fire. With the plastic tray. It worked too. And she stood there, slamming the table with the tray long after the fire had gone out... With one final slam, she threw the tray in the sink, and turned to us; we were all shocked, so shocked in fact.... ... That we burst out laughing, and she laughed with us. After you've seen what was potentially a huge all-consuming fire succumb to your strict but crazy chemistry teacher, you just feel the urge to laugh it off. We all sat in our seats, still shaking, and wondering how it happened; but I have a theory. Since we were using liquid soap to test the water, and it's highly flammable, some must have spilt on the desk and the flames must have licked it and set it alight. It's called Wanklins.
So yeah, I nearly got killed by Wanklins - but don't worry, the tray-ninja teacher saved the day.
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