But last week I had a pretty scary hour of teaching.
I took her hand and didn't really see anything, so I smelled it. I didn't smell anything like peanut butter, but I didn't want to take a risk. I gathered the entire class and we went to the closest bathroom so she could wash her hand. After she came out I checked again and nothing had happened, but I asked her to let me know if anything changed.
She was fine for the rest of the day, but I can tell you it's very alarming having a 5 year-old run up to you screaming and crying. Which would have been enough, but I still had more scares coming my way.
I was checking on the students progress when I heard a scream from behind me. I turned around and saw a women standing in the doorway of the auditorium. She screamed "HELP, HELP!" and was looking around frantically. I confess, I hesitated a moment. I am not supposed to leave my students unattended, but this woman was freaking out, so I started running to the doorway. When the woman saw me start toward her, she ran back inside.
I made it to the auditorium getting myself prepared to see something awful. I pictured a fallen kid with their head split open. Instead, I found nothing. I looked around and found the woman and she started apologizing to me. She explained that she was watching her son and one of his friends in the auditorium when her son had gone through a door and closed it. When she went to open the door she found i was locked and she feared that he had locked himself in a closet. I learned later that this woman had had a similar thing happen to her daughter before and was paranoid of it happening again. She didn't realize that she was in an auditorium and that the door her son had gone through was just the door to get backstage. When she freaked out, her son came out on the stage and asked what was wrong.
She apologized over and over again and was definitely embarrassed. I went back to the doorway to find my class had followed me to the doorway and had to collect them all over again and try to get them to settle down and get back to learning.
But all things considered, I'd be happy if I didn't have to go through it again.