I frantically twisted and turned on the door handle, but to no avail. The door was not going to come open and I was stuck inside with no escape; what was I going to do? How would I get out? And for those of you who may be wondering, how did I get into this situation anyway?
Well to answer those questions I guess I need to go back to the beginning where it all started… I had just finished teaching my first two classes for the day, and I had 45 minutes of free time before my next class… I thought to myself “well I could go home and relax until my next class, or I could stay in the staff room and work on grading tests…” I was a bit tired and so I decided to take the first option and go home to rest. Upon reaching home I went up to my room where I turned on my computer and sat down to relax, catch up on emails, and listen to some good music… Well time flies when you’re having fun, and I must have been having fun… because when I looked at the time I had 10 minutes to get to class! Now 10 minutes is usually enough time and to spare, so I gathered up my bag of books and headed for the door of my room and turned the nob…nothing happened…I turned it again…still nothing! The door nob was broken and I couldn’t get out of my room! I turned and looked at the windows…no that wouldn’t work they are covered with bars! I turned back to the door and began inspecting the nob to see if I could take it apart…yes it was possible with the right tools. Oops I forgot! I don’t generally keep my tools in my room. I began looking around and discovered I had one pocket knife, and a safety pin. So I set to work disassembling the door nob…the minutes ticked by…the time for class came and I was still working…working…working. After about 20 minutes of working on it I finally got it apart and opened the door. I was free at last! Now time to go teach again, next time I will be sure to keep a few tools in my room!
The things missionaries can find to keep themselves from being bored! Sometimes I think missionaries have to be crazy to do what they do…well maybe not crazy…but at least committed. Don’t ever tell me that being a missionary is boring, cause it’s not true.