The door swung open and my assistant principal paraded into the room, holding his right hand in the air as if being sworn in to testify. He kept holding it in the air until I finally caught on that it was a high-five he was looking for. I obliged. I also asked what we were celebrating there in the middle of my 3rd period class (not like I was doing any teaching or anything). He informed me that we were not, in fact, going to be losing a teacher this year.
Be it the embarrassingly low test scores or the persuasive abilities of my principal, the bottom line remains: we all got freaked out over nothing. Let the year continue!
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