It was a Friday , a week where we had two snow days and two delayed openings. A 5th grade student arrived in my classroom by herself which is pretty typical. I suspect she probably ran down the hall to be the first in the room. She dropped her backpack in front of her desk and went to the closet. She went near her backpack and said, “Cat.” I watched as she unzipped her backpack and she said, “My cat.” I asked her, “Are you kidding?” as I walked over to her backpack. I was fully expecting a stuffed animal inside, but much to my surprise was a full grown cat that was inside her backpack. She exclaimed, ” I don’t know how she got in there. I was wondering why my backpack was so heavy!” I quickly picked up the backpack that weighed a good ten pounds and walked across the hall to another fifth grade teacher. I called by her first name and then changed it to her last name as the other students swarmed the hallway. I asked if she could watch my class while I dropped a cat off in the office. She was taken aback and said sure as I walked down the hallway with the cat and my student. The secretary and the special ed teacher were in the office and I told them I had a cat to drop off. In the end the secretary reached her dad on his way out the door to go skiing and he picked up the cat. Later I found out some of the fifth grade students were petting the cat in the backpack while waiting in the cafeteria to be dismissed to their classrooms.
Word spread like wildfire. Over the weekend I got a couple of e-mails from teachers that said simply, “Meow.” You can’t make this stuff up!