I Saved A Life!

RACHEL, NEVADA - NOVEMBER 10: In front of the Little A'Le'Inn on November 10, 2013. An old tow truck hoists a UFO at the Little A'Le'Inn, which draws tourists from across the worldTeachers shape lives.  Teachers change lives. I saved a life!

And sometimes, teachers even save lives.  This is one of those stories.  Now don’t get me wrong.  It’s not about anything noble like taking a bullet or rushing into a burning building.  Nope.  Sorry.  It’s not about the day to day influence we exert that comes back to us years later when a former student lovingly says, “You helped me.”  No.  This is a story of how dumb luck and my Captain Bligh routine literally saved a kid’s life!

It all started innocently enough on a Tuesday morning.  It was late in the semester, our classes were somewhat stable and the kids had my routines down, so they ambled into the room peacefully.  They got to work, each at their own speed.  I welcomed them and took attendance.

I’ve said before, I run a tight goal oriented classroom.

I noticed Nestor was taking a long time to get to work.  He was usually a good student, but we all can have ‘one of those days’ so I gave him some space.  I then toured the room doing my Captain Bligh inspection to let everyone know that I was available for help with their math if they needed it, and also to let everyone know that I was available with the wrath of God if I caught any of them screwing around!

I made it back to my desk, consulted the ‘Sign Up for Help’ sheet and was just about to call up the first kid when I noticed Nestor had his head down.  No sleeping amidships without Captain Bligh’s approval!

“Hey Nestor.  No sleeping in class.  Get to work.”

“Okay Mr. D..”

His head went down again.  This did not look good.

“Hey Nestor, how are you feeling?”

“Can I go to the office Mr. D.?  I don’t feel so good.”

“Yes!  Go!”

That fool did too much!

Nestor turned in his seat and tried to stand up, got about half way there and then all 6’ 2” 250 pounds of him came crashing back into his seat.  I have seen the darkest sides of intoxication and in my expert opinion: Nestor was toasted.  That fool did too much – whatever it was.

I called the office and they sent for the paramedics.  Due to the size and shape of the doorway to our bungalow, the paramedics couldn’t use their regular gurney because it wouldn’t fit.  So it took two paramedics, and four firefighters to master the exhausting task of carting our massive Nestor out on a stretcher (much to the amusement of the class).

I found out later that Nestor had drunk a concoction called Hells Bells.  Supposedly it was made up of all legal herbs.  Nestor was told to only take a mouthful so he, with typical teen bravado, drank half the bottle!  That fool did too much!  The paramedics reported that his organs had begun to shut down and if we hadn’t acted when we did, Nestor would have died in my classroom!  I saved a life!

For a while though, Nestor didn’t really appreciate the fact that I saved his life.  He had to come back to class and face everybody after that spectacle.  His buddy Arnold broke the ice, “Man!  You had everybody freaked out!  Mr. D. tried to move you and he couldn’t.  So he called the Principal and Security, and they couldn’t move you.  The Principal called the paramedics!  The paramedics called the fire department!  And the fire department called A TOW TRUCK!”

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1 thought on “I Saved A Life!”

  1. This is a truly a scary experience for anyone. I’m glad you were vigilante and not just allow him to knock out and wait until the end of class. Things could have been tragic and I know he appreciates that you saved his life.


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