Blog #6 Carte Blanche

Time has come for the sixth and very last blog. We haven´t got any specific theme or any other directions of how it’ should be designed. Carte blanche - as our teacher said. So this blog is our own choice. An easy one, was my first thought but I have been sitting starring at the screen for almost half an hour by now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok! Let´s start with the headline – Stubborn as a mule

A long and lazy summer holiday had come to it´s end and a new term was going to start. When I woke up in the morning I was sleepy as usual and was a bit late when I took my coat and bag. Standing there in front of the door, I felt that something was wrong, something was missing. Then I remembered - My keys, the keys to my locker, my workroom and to all classrooms in our school. Then the next question popped up in my head - Where did I put them? Last time I used them were in the beginning of June and now it was the middle of August. I panicked and desperately rushed through the house and tried to find the keys. I couldn´t see them anywhere. Since I was late I had to go.

When I finally came home again, I turned the house upside down in my efforts to find the keys. But they where gone. I remembered that I had taken care of them and putted them in a safe place, so I was certain about that they should be somewhere in our house. The only question was, WHERE?

The first week in school I tried to manage without keys. One day I had to go to our caretaker Bengt and sign up for a new key, but only the door key. My colleagues were delighted of my on way of catching my post in the locker. I used a very long ruler to catch my letters. From one of my friends I got a string for the key, in order to keep it around my neck.

At home the detective work continued for weeks and months. My husband was my assistant so he was involved, as well. I knew they were in the house somewhere and I was also certain that we were going to find them someday.

During the spring many of my colleagues told me to give up and they were laughing when I still were coming with my ruler. I believe they understood and that I´m stubborn as a mule.

This weekend something unexpected happened on Saturday morning. We were going to Vänersborg on a competition and I told my husband to use the rucksack instead of a plastic bag when he was putting down the training clothes. I was busy with something when he wanted to show me something very special - the KEYS. He found them in a pocket in the rucksack. What a lucky day! There they have been for almost a year - in the hall.

Tomorrow it´s Monday and the first thing I´ll do when I´m coming to school is to leave the key back to our caretaker, with a big and happy smile. I suppose my colleagues will be surprised when I can use a real key instead of my long ruler.

When the term has come to it´s end and the summer holidays are here again, I´m planning to put my keys in safe place, so I know where to find them when school starts again in August………. and why not in the rucksack?