teacher – KC J. Hutchins' Blog- A Journal of a Creative Creature

While in high school, I was in the Gateway Club. This was a group which possessed its own room with a teacher. It was a place for those who did well in school to focus on studies or work on extracurricular activities. Very helpful since they geared up with computers. This particular day I needed them for a project. I don’t quite remember what it was… something about designing a room for a character, I think? Either way, I thought a bear skin rug would be appropriate. So, I typed it into the search engine then looked at the images. I looked at the screen, back up at the search bar, and blinked twice. On the screen were several naked women along with some bear skin rugs.

Stunned, I stammered, “I think there’s a cyber problem.”
The Gateway teacher gasped and exclaimed, “KC! That’s not appropriate!”
“It’s not what it looks like! Just look at the search bar!”
She looked at the location and then laughed hardily and replied, “Oh, yeah that is a problem. I’ll let the IT person know right away.”
“And while you do that, I’ll get the picture I need and shut it down.”

She nodded while heading next door. I grabbed my picture and shut the search down. A long breath came out as I looked up at the ceiling. Then the room filled with my own laughter. I couldn’t believe the school overlooked such a simple mistake. The funniest part? A month after the incident, I searched this again with no one in the room. Guess what wasn’t fixed? Laughing to myself, I shook my head and shut it down. It seemed students weren’t the only procrastinators after all.

When I was a senior in high school, I was lucky enough to play the male lead in our school musical… I heard that. The eye roll of a senior getting the male lead. What a shocker. A fair point I suppose given the general view of high school theater. I can assure you though my director didn’t possess this kind of bias. In previous years, they’d made a sophomore the lead. Anyways, in this musical I received the immense honor of tap dancing (something I’d never done before) and roller-skate blindfolded. The latter was the challenge. Of course, my eyes weren’t truly concealed. I could mostly see the stage… just the edge was the problem. Luckily, I never tipped off it. However… there was one injury which occurred.

So, in the show there is a scene where I must chase my love interest off stage. There were safety measures in place when I darted off. Three people were assigned to catch me as soon as I exited. Here we were practicing the same routine. On this particular day, I was asked to go faster than normal. I checked with the cast/director to make sure safety measures were in place. They assured me everything would be fine. Keeping in mind there were several close calls before I simply shrugged. Scene progresses as normal. Love interest exits and I dart off like a bullet. Through to doorway and I see… nothing. Not a single cast member in sight. You know what I did see? I terrified mini orchestra watching the comedy unfolding in front of them. (Granted they didn’t think that at the time. Genuinely concerned but might as well make a joke out of it) Here I went shoulder first into the wall making me twist into the prop bed… which I swear possessed a wicked sense of humor for the corner of it nailed me in the crotch. All of a sudden, I could hit soprano notes. I promptly keeled over that bed and tried to stop the spinning, pain, and blacking out. The first to get to me was the orchestra. They were quick to find aid and steady me. Next was my choir teacher who saw the whole thing happen from his office which was right next to backstage. He went to get ice packs while my director and my cast mates came behind her. Each made sure I was alright before my director called for all of them to meet onstage. Obviously, I was excused as I was still reeling from the event. I tried to listen in on the meeting… well it was more of a yelling. My director was furious the whole thing occurred. Telling them they were going to rerun the safety measures every time and it was one of the most important jobs they possessed to make the show work. Though maybe I’m remembering it wrong. I honestly was barely with it at the time and I’m pretty sure I took a cat nap. All I knew was afterwards they never forgot to catch me each time. On several occasions my choir teacher joined to catch the speeding me. Can’t blame the cast too much, I think. After all I was one of the taller people in the group. Who wants to try and stop an over 6-foot person whose roller-skating at full speed blindfolded?

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School Storytime: Bear Skin

School Storytime: Blindfolded Roller-skating