"I survived the bombscare of 92'"

Some people will do anything to get out of something. And I think that's what happened my sophomor year in high school. It started as any normal day, it was until about halfway in gym class. We were out on the track running endless laps when a man approached our coach and told her something. She called us in and told us to go to the gym. She told us that someone called in and said there was a bomb in the school and we were told to go to the gym. No biggy I thought, sure beats running laps. I think it all hit me and the rest of us when we opened the gym door to see the entire sophmore and junior class in the bleachers, and there we were about 20 of us in our gym outfits. This was embarassing! Screw the bomb threat I wanted to change! I gotta tell you if you've ever had that dream of being in class and your realize everyone is staring at you and you can't figure out why, then you look down and your totally naked. This was 10x that having both sides of the gym stare in your direction.

I seem to remember all of us basically asking at once to the coach if we could change into our regular clothes before sitting down on the bleachers. She was quick to reply that the locker rooms haven't been checked yet and we were outta luck. It was like cattle moving, we all moved together to closest bleacher. Cause if you walked solo you faced getting laughed at, not that we weren't already the attention in the gym.

It seemed hours and hours sitting there. How long does it take to check a school for bombs? Sure we had 2000 people, that's 2000 lockers! Then the classrooms, outside, this was gonna be a long day. Somewhere in all that we got to eat lunch. I think we're probably the only ones who ever ate at Cooper High in the cafeteria in our gym outfits. I think it was about an hour before school was to get out that we got the OK to go in the locker rooms and change. School was basically a no go that day. I may have got out of dredded math, and boring English, but I think I would have picked them any day over what kind of day I had.

I never really thought there was a real bomb, and I think most people thought the same way. This was long before Columbine, CallerID and 9-11 before the world got really crazy. Some found ways to express themselves the next day with T-Shirts saying, "I survived the bombscare of 92'" I really wanted one of them shirts....