Fire!We were all in my aunt's kitchen at the back of her huge rambling Victorian house. I was only small and had wandered off to go to the loo, but given up after finding the hall full of smoke. "That was quick," my mum said after a few minutes. "Yes - it's all smoky," I replied.
I've never seen adults move so fast.
So, like my cousin who'd managed to set fire to the roof, tell us your fire stories.
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chthonic, Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:11)
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The Boy (Fire Alarm?) Who Cried Fire?By now, my high school (North Hollywood High = pure class) has become completely immune to fire alarms. The alarms start going, lights start guiding us to the exits, but everyone just keeps sitting in their highly combustible desks around mounds of paper, completely unimpressed. Some punkass cholo must have pulled it. Repeat at least once a week. Then, on a Saturday, we were hosting a band competition when the familiar caustic drone starts. "Don't worry," we said to frightened non-natives, "it's nothing."
Frasher Hall was on fire.
Go Huskies.
(, Fri 4 Nov 2005, 4:32, Reply)
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