The kid screamed as he got thrown out of the window, but incredibly, he slowly drifted down to earth instead of plummeting to his death. Then he made a huge smile. As if instead of getting pushed out of a window by his teacher, he was told he won a million dollars. The next person went. I was very nervous when it was finally my turn, but my teacher didn’t hesitate as she tossed me out the window.
It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened, besides almost setting our teacher’s hair on fire (not a lot of things happen in our town). Then we went on to our next “lesson”. Our teacher threw down a rope and told us to climb it. “Oh, I almost forgot something”, she said, and disappeared from view. When we could see her again, she was holding twenty one helmets. She threw them down so we could put them on and then we started climbing. No sooner than half a foot off the ground, we noticed little belt loops on our weird flying jackets and realized that they were supposed to be tied to the ropes. It took a while for us to all climb into the classroom, but we managed.
I felt more scared inside the classroom than when we were climbing up the window, because, when I looked into the room, my teacher was holding a bloody knife.