Wednesday, February 7

ring the alarm, i been through this too long...

Another eventful day here at the little law school on the prairie; if we're not writing exams among the tractors, we're holding tutorials in the hall ways.

Attending school next door to a construction site has its advantages (which I will save for another post) but it also has significant disadvantages. This morning I had a charter law tutorial at 8:30 am. These are small group discussions with the professor to review what we have been learning.

After 25 minutes of speaking above the sound of jackhammers and steel saws, the fire alarm went off. Like what any sleep-deprived reasonable person would do, we all looked from each other to the fire alarm and back to each other with no one making any move for the door. "The jackhammers set it off" was the consensus. That was until we could smell the smoke, know noise, dust and the odd floor shaking is common place with the construction, but when there's smoke there's fire.

We gather our things and head for the exit. We're told we have to go right outside, where it's -30C , and oh, by the way, you can't go down to the lockers to get your coats. Once outside, it was proclaimed, "This is not a test, there is smoke in the library, and we don't know when we can go back in."

We shuffled down to Commerce (the other end of our building) and went inside to get warm. At this point, our professor saw us standing around took us down to the end of the hallway and continued the tutorial. It was all very "british stiff upper lip".

Certainly the law school can not complain that as a first year class we are not flexible and accommodating.

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