There’s no air conditoning in the classrooms, and the ceiling fans are haven’t been cleaned and are an allergy attack waiting to happen, so it’s unbearably hot in the homerooms. Thus, students have been leaving the windows and doors open to try to generate a breeze.
I was standing in front of the chalkboard during my sixth period class (2.7) when I noticed that two of the girls in the front row were staring intently at the slope where my shoulder meets my neck. I assumed I had had some kind of wardrobe malfunction, and as I moved my hand up to my neck to check, I felt something small and hard beneath my fingers. I had no idea what it was, so I grabbed it in between my two fingers and flung the object away from me. Turns out it was a wasp, and I somehow neatly managed to throw it so that it went straight out the window from the middle of the classroom. Without acknowledging the wasp or breaking my stride, I continued to teach my lesson.